wweeeeeeeeeeee~

* title read with a loud screetching piercyy voice *


GUESS WHAT? Im moving in wth reza in january. in this house near my college. we rent a room. seperate rooms, of course. nyehhehehness.

im in the library now, listening to thirteen senses and ive 30 mins to bio class. planning to skip, go back to my appartment and take a swim. the weather is perfect for a swim. hmm. shall i? today's the last day of class. cause the paper starts on monday, math P1. jah. i was motivated at first, but slacking always comes after. and its really hard to pick back up the momentum.


hmmkayy. cheeriose.

i say,

Amilyn is HOT.
Sana is Super HOT.
Vee is HOT HOT HOT.
Felicia is oh-my-god HOT.


i am megalicious-hotterthanyou-HOT.

ROFL.

nay, it isn't Jasmine, she's enjoying herself too much to blog. such people living jetset lifestyles don't do blog, so here i am, blogging for her. guess who i am? hee!

i want comments.
comments which answers the question
"Why is the sky blue?"
okay, hit the buttons and give me your most creative answers.
winner gets a favour from chocolatte. LOL.

Dear Idiot,

Ok.

EVERYTHING is against me today.

Was trying to find the article I'm going to talk about now, but yeah, apparently, it DOESN'T exist online!! I also then remembered that I of computing knowledge ZERO wouldn't have jackshizer of a clue how to actually LINK you to it.

SO!

HOW ABOUT THIS.

I TELL you what the news report was about, and you JOIN IN my impassioned bitchfest :P

Long story short, an (searches for politically correct word and realizes there is none) obese dude in Brisbane is raising media hell over the fact that a local Indian restaurant closed down their 9.90 All You Can Eat buffet....because he ate too much.

The restaurant guys were really upset about the publicity and one of the proprietors, in a soft (yet still mockable, don't worry) Indian-accented voice said, "7-8 naans and 5 chickens, all for 9.90? It's not right!"

What. The. Hell.

Dear Idiot,

I'm EVER SO SORRY your parents didn't teach you enough SELF DISCIPLINE to not eat your body weight in TWINKIES, but how about you TRY THIS. Step OUT of your size 11ty shoes, and try these on for size: those of the immigrant of likely significantly lower means than you that you threaten to put out of business with your WHINING.

I realize it's called All You Can Eat. But when you tower over the counter demanding to know his ABSOLUTE reasons for closing your beloved source of SOLE nourishment, and repeatedly ask "Is it because of me? Is it because of me? Do I eat too much?!"

Yeah, precious, EXPECT to be told the truth.

And don't expect the poor guy, who's grasp on English probably isn't enough to blow sunshine up your ass, to concoct some excuse to make you feel better about yourself.

You're going to go outside and, what, darling? Cry? CRY?

WALK ON OVER TO THE CHINESE DELI, MORON! Or Pizza Hut! Or the Fish n Chip shop! I'd LOVE to see you walk into Fish Fish Fish and threaten your OWN race like this. When the waiter refuses to serve you your 4th round of fish and chips for the SAME PRICE, DRAG YOUR LAWYERS AND THE MEDIA THERE.

You won't, will you?

You and your damn sense of superiority. Ooh, look at me, I (supposedly) went to school and was raised with ACTUAL food and shelter! I'm so special that I have NO REAL ISSUES so I need to raise the roof over the non problems that DO cloud my righteously indignant day!!

Lose some weight. Get a life. And remember that you can AFFORD to be this spoilt for the sole reason that you have nothing else to feel ungrateful for. Unlike a lot of these people.

Authors Note:

Yeah, I AM probably taking such offense because I'm Indian myself. Please, though, guys, remember that I've been weight obsessed my entire life and have absolutely NOTHING against overweight people. It'll take you three days of knowing me to know that innately. I know it's not easy to be large and be subject to the stigma and sensitivity it creates.

But I AM annoyed that rather than give me headlines about issues that really matter, the news is reporting meaningless things like this.

I DON'T know the full story...all I know is that what I watched on the news told me the story of a spoilt man with almost no self control, who, because he CAN (And for that reason ONLY), is choosing to spoil someone else's livelihood with some awful publicity.

whadefujhappenned

*edited friday 06/10/06 3:15am on the restaurant part because there is a very slight possibility i might get sued.

since i've not been online in a long long while, i'll condense everything i want to say into a small few paragraphs.

first off, the reason why i haven't been around for a whole week. not that the whole internet is shook by my absence, but i feel i should give an explanation. or maybe i just love talking hahahaha. my modem broke down. well..sorta. i've been using mobile phone's modem to connect to the internet via bluetooth. all credits goes to the one and only Kevin Loh. so what happened was that my laptop's bluetooth device broke down, not the modem so hmmyeahhh..... now i'm just online using prepaid dialup. SO SLOW! pathetic? it's not too bad really, it teaches me patience.

been enjoying lazing in the house without having to go to school *yay* because we're having exams. but since my final paper was last saturday, i have an extra week off WaHAHA!

i've been to fel's twice. the first time, she turned me into a raccoon. grrr. she took a picture of it. i DARE you to post it up fel, i'll sue you for abuse. i didn't even see that coming, fel! i always thought you were a nice girl. after that incident, i don't know if i will ever trust you again. LOL.

past few days were spent on watching LOST season 2. i am so sure Claire was not pregnant because her boobs were tiny. at least make her look like she was lactating!! can't wait for season 3.

read 2 books by Nicholas Sparks, both borrowed from Fel. he has such brilliant brainchild.

TODAY.

• watched JackyChan's (last movie) Rob-B-Hood with fel and michelle. it was hilarious! i'd definitely watch it again, maybe with shenny cause she hadn't watched it. the baby is SO CUTE! michelle said the baby and his mother came to hongkong as tourists and were spotted so the baby became an actor in the movie. wah cool. instant celebrity baby.
  
• sungkai at ******** with shenny and jung, dining on so-unworthy-of-my-money combo. i know i'll make an evil cruel food critic if i ever become one, and it's because i noticed 3 things which i will tell you:
  

1. our waiter was SO blur. he spent most of his time looking into space and did not hear what i said about three times, going "huh?", did not ask to be excused and went away abruptly to his fellow waiter when he wasn't sure about something about the menu. pfft. fine. ******** is not fine dining anyway so yeah, it's okay. and i guess the poor guy must've acted that way from starving the whole day after puasa-ing. heh, im feeling kind.
   
2. Sprite Ice tastes smells like Harpic, you know, that thing you use to wash your toilet bowls. no, i had not drunk any Harpic, i had only smelled it and the Sprite tasted like the smell in my tongue. aiiii i don't even know how to explain. but i am never going to drink sprite ice again. or maybe, just maybe, ******** washes their glasses using Harpic. OR THEY WASH THEIR GLASSES IN TOILET BOWLS??? am i going to get sued for writing this?
   
3. i know shenny said it would be mean to blog about this but i can't help it. so here: there is a moustached woman serving people in the restaurant. just so that i can redeem myself, i will not mention which restaurant it was that i dined in gadong. Oops, did i just let the cat out of the bag? well, there are many restaurants in gadong, you go figure which one it was.

why am i so concerned about it? you see, i do think the woman is nice, and she's a wonderful waitress, but she wears makeup. what's wrong with it you ask? since she wears make up, it's safe to assume she cares about her appearance. so why doesn't she realise she has a moustache and why doesn't she shave it or wax it or whatever? that's like..showering, spritzing on perfume, wearing a hot tank top but making people realise you DID NOT shave your armpits when you raise your arms dancing the night away in the club. WHAT THE HELL, i don't know what it is, being a hypocrite? go all the way! remove that hair growing on your upper lip! or foremouth! whatever! i've grown pass naming face parts. i don't even know what's nostrils anymore. (just kidding)

jung was sitting 50m away and he sees it. whether he has super-vision or it was THAT obvious, you tell me. shenny says, "maybe that's her way".

of what? attracting men? "ooh baby, i have some hair on my upper lip, why don't you come over to my place and shave it for me?" sexy? maybe. i'm not a man and im not a lesbian.

alright, just so you don't hate me for posting that little piece of my mind, i will confess that i am not perfect. heck, i've got bad skin, bad hair, bad nails, bad everything. so don't hate me. LOL.

p.s. - teo, i do not have issues with body hair, i have issues with hypocrites.

I SO SMART I TELL YOU!

enough with all the recent serious posts. let's have something light today.

first of all it's Jenny's birthday today and i don't know if she'll ever check this blog but
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! welcome to the 18's. hehe.

okay, now i shall go on and bore you with every single detail of my yesterday.

i woke up in my sister's room again. this time it's not because of my messy room (how do you sleep on a bed piled with heaps of clothes?) but my allergy. that's right, the allergen is in my room. i hate to say this but my mom was right. my room is like a muzeum of all sorts of pathogens.

i've been waking up all by myself for the past few days. no alarm clock and no mother screaming. so kiang. if this were a wacky tv script,
my mom would say
"daughter, i'm so proud of you, you are finally growing up."
and i would say
"siaw."

i don't understand why my mother is the kind that would let us have burgers and fries for breakfast.

i also don't understand why my mother would think that just because it's raining, we have to rush, just because it's raining there will be traffic jam. WHY? is it true? but even if you stress about what can you do? you still end up caught in the jam right? why rush then? why not relax, grow less grey hair, enjoy breakfast more, no need to scream at the children. children have fragile souls you know. must treat them with tlc. and i am a child. YES.

and then i finally got to school. i had an exam, it was Literature day! i love literature. "ET TU BRUTE!" yeah, that's the only line i know from Julius Caesar. so much for the love. payling kept saying to herself "die lo, die lo, die lo, die la, die la, never mind la, give up la," but after ten times of that, she was still holding on to her book, die hard. die hard. caesar died hard.

Sky bumped into me and my pencil case dropped. after a long smirk, he refused to pick it up and left me there being laughed by everyone who saw (witnesses: payling, jenny and shenny). i dont like him very much. (the truth is I bumped into him). what? funny kah? i didn't say you laughed.

sitting in a damn huge hall with not enough air conditioners to write a 2 hour 2x900words essay is NOT amusing. it is ALSO not amusing when you have to wear tudong. NEITHER was it amusing when someone's phone rang in the hall during the exam.

IQBAL WEARS SPECS NOW HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
"i can take off my specs. you can't take off your fats."
ouch.
*above conversation took place telepathically.

i saw a very very cute little boy in chms and i thought he looked like doraemon. the last time i thought someone looked like doraemon was 4 years ago and i thought our notorious cikgu ali AHMAD of the malaydepartment looked like doraemon.
cikgu ali AHMAD looked like this:

i could've sworn he was a twin of doraemon!

then i saw jenny at lunch in some random chinese kopitiam. i think she was following me. i think she was already hinting "REMEMBER, my birthday tomorrow!"

i spring-cleaned my room. i say spring-clean, not autumn-clean because i'm chinese and when chinese people do a thorough cleaning, they call it spring cleaning because they usually do it before chinese new year, which is in spring, but now i'm not doing it before chinese new year, it's actually quite a few weeks to mooncake festival but i don't care, i'm chinese, i call it spring-cleaning because it's a chinese term. beh song ah?

i am sure i eradicated EVERY SINGLE MICROORGANISM in my room because i shattered a sheet of glass from my cupboard, bonked the ceiling fan with my vacuum thing quite a few times and took every piece of furniture out of my room and ladeeda-dumdeedum. the truth- my aunt did all that for me, in return in tutor her son, my cousin, maths. what what? at least i broke the glass myself okay? you can meh?

and finally by the end of the day everything seemed to be done! wonderful! so i could start revising for the exam the next day. what was it again? biology. where's my biology text book? hmm....

1 text message received.

KELINTUN:
Lyn.. You forgot to take ur bio book..
You left it in my bag..


I TOLD YOU I WAS SMART.