On the Skybus.

While on the plane back to KL:

I saw an uncle sitting across the aisle, nodding his head with his eyes closed. I thought to myself, 'wow this guy sure sleeps weird'.

Seconds later I turned around and he was shaking his head from side to side.

>_>

Talk about using his free time to do some exercise.

AND THEN he started talking on the phone the minute the plane touched down, inside the plane.

When I got on the Skybus I was lucky enough to sit next to him (the only seat left).

Well at least Exercise Man is better than the stinky guy my cousin got. I'm surprised she didn't die of suffocation halfway through.

I tucked my purse safely in the warm confines of my armpit throughout the journey for fear of having it stolen by Exercise Man.

Never, ever trust a person who uses his phone on a plane.

I am such a boring person (again)

Stole this off my cousin's FB note, because I am fasting tonight (ate too much for lunch and feel really crappy now).

Like all memes, it requires you to 'SAY EXACTLY WHATS ON YOUR MIND & DON'T CHANGE IT'.

1. You & your ex - probably hate each other.
2. What are you listening to - nothing in particular. Just the fan whirring in the background.
3. Maybe I should - change my clothes and remove my makeup.
5. I don't understand - why my eyes are different sized.
6. I have lost my respect for - dumfucks who don't appreciate your friendship and con your money instead.
7. I last ate – ice cream omnomnomnomnom.

IS YOUR/ARE YOU:
1. Is your hair wet? - no but I haven't washed it yet.
2. Is your cell phone right by you? - yes. stupid laggy handphone.
3. Do you miss someone? - hooohooo wouldn't you like to know.
4. Are you wearing chap stick? - aiya very lazy, lost it in TBB's car.
5. Are you tired? - yes but I can't stop going online.
6. Are you wearing pajamas? - not yet so early nia.
7. Are you mad? - I would say no, but obviously a lot of people think otherwise.

MORE QUESTIONS
Are you shy?
Only when I'm around strangers. REALLY!

Could things possibly get any better?
I hope so.

Did you wake up in the middle of the night last night?
No I hardly wake up in the middle of the night.

Has there been anyone particular on your mind at all today?
:-#

Do you ever crack your knuckles/ back/ ankles/ wrists/ etc?
Yes and it feels soooooooo fucking good.

Could you date someone taller than you?
Anyone shorter would be a midget.

Do you need to say anything to someone?
Yes. But I don't know how.

Honestly, does your crush like you back?
BOOHOOOOO NOBODY LIKES ME.

Do you think anyone has feelings for you?
Yeah Hugh Jackman.

Do you wear glasses?
One with yellow frames and red sides and no lenses.

Lyrics from the song you're listening to?
I hate listening to songs when I'm writing because it fries my brain.

Did you go outside for more than 30 minutes today?
Hurhurhur maybe you should ask me if I stayed home for 30 minutes today.

Honestly, what's running through your mind?
How to pack my things and manage to lug them all the way back to KL on Tuesday.

Have you ever asked a girl for advice?
Duh.

Ever kissed under water?
Eeeeeeeeeee what is a kiss I don't know!!

When was the last time you were told you were cute?
:-# does it count if you bodily force someone to say so

How late did you stay up last night?
3.30am

Do you think boys truly understand girls?
No but they like to think that they do.

What is one word you seem to always misspell that you know you shouldn't?
Ocassion. Occasion. I can never spell it right on the first try.

What was the last movie you watched?
Transformers 2 MEGAN FOX WHOOT

Last song played more than three times?
All the songs on Hitz.fm which are on permanent repeat and rotate.

Last person to fall asleep with?
I sleep with 3 other people :D

Ever skip class?
HAHAHAHAAHAH cannot tell you this later my mother knows.

What color is your room?
A bright sunny yellow.

Who'd you have lunch with?
My cousin and her friends. Buffet omnomnomnom.

Have you ever kissed someone you weren't dating?
CANNOT TELL YOU THIS ALSO LATER MY MOTHER KNOWS

Are you ticklish?
Very, but it would be a disadvantage to my safety if I told you.

Does your ex have a job?
Yes and he likes to rub it in my face.

How many piercings do you have?
2 but I think they're nonfunctional anymore.

Do you want any tattoos?
Fucking yes T____T

Will you cry at your wedding?
I don't even know if anyone will marry me.

Are you wearing any clothes that don’t belong to you?
Yes I love clothes that don't belong to be because that means I get them for freeeeeeeeeeeeee.

What are your plans for the weekend?
Today is a weekend. Tomorrow is not. And I don't have plans for today. =(

You have to get a facial piercing, what do you get?
Nose gua.

Do you have a little sister?
No but I have a n00b brother.

Do you like Taylor Swift?
I admire her talent.

Last time you were heart broken?
When I found out Hugh Jackman's wife is so old.

Do you sleep with the door open or closed?
Closed, I like to sleep naked wtf no lah I am afraid of ghosts.

Have you ever dated a soccer player?
No, I'm afraid he might kick me to death.

Do you hope your children are like you one day?
No, I am a very bad person.

Do you take walks often?
At the mall.

Needles aren't so horrible?
Not when they're poked into the person you hate. :D

Do you like meeting new people?
Yes, but only if they're nice to me.

Would you rather have long or short hair?
Long and curly and slutty.

Favorite book that was made into a movie?'
Marley and Me. Dogs are love.

Do you like tattoos and piercings?
I like the former more.

What would you do if the door bell rang and it was Lil' Wayne?
Close the door in his face.

Maggi PWNs Jolin

Some of the best things ever created by mankind:

Maggi Tomato Ketchup


The Kikkoman video


Domokun

and

The Tarako ads.


Some of the worst things ever created by mankind:

Chihuahuas


Louis Vuitton

and

Jolin Tsai

>:(

1. I am a very angsty person, as if you don't know already.
2. There are things that I don't like proclaiming to the world. Like my personal life. It is called my personal life for a very obvious reason.
   
3. I don't feel the need to spam people with the fact that I am in a relationship that makes me happy and I am perfectly satisfied with the way things are.
   
4. Neither do I feel the pressing need to try and explain what I do because I don't need to convince myself that what I do is right/wrong.
   
5. Just because I go out at night (and I like doing so), it does not make me a bad person. It does not make me any less different than the person I already am.
6. There are a lot of holier-than-thou hypocrites who think that they know me better than I know myself. I am allegedly a party animal. Oh wow isn't it wonderful to know things about yourself that you never knew before this.
   
7. I don't like it when people say things about me that aren't even remotely true. It makes me angry and sad and disappointed.
   
8. Just because I (occasionally) like to write cryptically, sometimes I just do it for my own amusement because I don't like people to guess what I'm thinking.
   
9. I like to do my own thinking, because I don't believe in having my own life mapped out for me by someone else.
10. I don't like to talk when I'm in an ugly mood. I prefer to mull things over in my head until I come to terms with whatever is bugging me.
    
11. A person, however jovial, does not have 365 happy days in a year. Nor are there 24 happy hours in a day, or 7 happy days in a week.

THE END.

POTY

Party of the year ftw!!!!!!






This is the happiest I've been for a very long time.

My top nice or not!!! RM10 only!!! /smug

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There are things that you're not able to tell the world, because there simply isn't anyone you can tell. Nobody understands, and nobody will listen.

I stare into nothingness with an aching heart that feels like it's being ripped apart and set on fire.
I wish I could change things so that it wouldn't have to be this hard.
I dread going back to an empty house, because my voice echoes off the walls.
I hate having nobody to talk to, having nobody to eat meals with.
I feel myself suffocate with every breath I take.
I feel myself dying inside with every passing second.

I don't know what to do anymore.

stupid.

Woke up to a scratchy, itchy sore throat, courtesy of Mr Daniel (and Coke), the gentleman who was with us yesterday night.

And a 2-minute phone call which all but knocked the breath out of me and made me thank The Creator for giving me what I've always, always wanted. I am still in a state of utter disbelief, as if it will all fall apart within seconds.

:D

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DID YOU KNOW THAT A FUCKING SHISEIDO BA SNUBBED ME AT THE SPRING IN KUCHING MAHAI. SHE WAS THERE SERVING A FUCKING BORING LOOKING WOMAN AND I WAS STANDING THERE RIGHT NEXT TO THE WOMAN, LOOKING AT HER (THE BA) AND SHE ACTUALLY PROCEEDED TO IGNORE ME WHEN I REALLY WANTED TO BUY SOMETHING (LOST MY FUCKING BROW PENCIL). SHE FINALLY ASKED ME WHAT I WANTED AFTER 5 MINUTES OR SO, CIBAI PEPET HAI. >:(

SO ANGRY AH JUST BECAUSE I DON'T LOOK LIKE SOMEONE WHO WOULD USE YOUR PRODUCTS, DOES THAT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO BE RUDE WHEN YOU ARE A MERELY A FUCKING SALESPERSON?

I used to work as a BA for Shiseido too and that is definitely not the way to treat customers, your moronic retard.

*************************

There is a very distinct difference between looking stupid and actually being stupid.

D:

i am a boring person

Have you ever felt that you are able to tell what other people are thinking? To be able to feel what they're feeling inside?

I have.

Sometimes I look at a person and somehow I can identify with the emotions running through his/her head, without having him/her tell me.

I've felt a myriad of emotions, ranging from simmering annoyance to awkwardness, and it makes me feel spiritually closer to that person, even though I don't tell them that I feel what they're feeling inside.

I secretly like feeling this way.

I guess that makes me either very creepy or retarded.

Weirdness aside, we just had the awesomest birthday party ever. Well technically it wasn't my birthday (obviously), but it was the most fun I've had in a long time.

We had Mr Daniel (first name Jack) with Coke, HOHOHOHO DANNIE ARE YOU FUCKING JEALOUS OF ME.

You might have noticed that I haven't posted anything substantial in quite some time, because:

1. I am too busy (ahem)
2. I am too busy (ahem)
3. I am too busy (ahem)

enjoying my life as an unemployed person without any direction whatsoever in life.

My cousin, who is very funny/cute.


Fish and chips from Sharing Planet.


Vintage posters at a shop that sells awesome ma lat noodles.


And that, my friends, is the end of my boring existence.

mar lene la u

Happy birthday Marlene!!!

We've been cousins for 22 years and this is the only time I've been here during your birthday.

T________________________________T

Saturday night at Rush (ahem ahem).





SEE YOU AT THE PARTY TONIGHT!

BCF (best cousins forever) WHOOOOOOOOOOT.

FACEBOOK IS STUPID

1. I BELIEVE THAT A PERSON IS ENTITLED TO SOME EXTENT OF PRIVACY ON FACEBOOK.
2. I ALSO BELIEVE THAT FACEBOOK SHOULD BE USED MODERATELY BY PEOPLE WHO KNOW EACH OTHER.
3. YOU ARE ALLOWED TO USE FACEBOOK TO SPY ON PEOPLE, THAT IS THE GENERAL (UNSAID) IDEA.
4. BUT PLEASE BE VERY DISCREET ABOUT IT AND THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO NEED TO PROVIDE FREE ADVERTISING.
5. FACEBOOK IS A PERSONAL THING, HOWEVER PUBLIC IT MIGHT BE.
6. YOU ARE FREE TO PERUSE THROUGH THE PAGES OF OUR PROFILES AS YOU SEE FIT, BUT PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THAT KNOWLEDGE AND USE IT AGAINST US.

THE END.

Blisters on my feet

Cigarette scented hair

So comforting

I applied a clay mask on my face, not knowing that it was a peel-off mask.

When I tore it off I just about ripped off all my facial hair.

This kinda sucks.

WHY AM I SO STUPID.

But to be fair the label was in Japanese.

Blablabla very sien ah nothing to write about.

Iron Woman

LAO NIANG CLOCKED 4.2 KMS AT THE GYM YESTERDAY LEH MAI SIAO SIAO.

2.2 on the treadmill and another 2 on the bicycle!

Usually it would take me a week to walk that distance hurhurhur.

And I sweated like a pig mahai because I haven't exercised for almost a year.

I AM INVINCIBLE.

愈慢愈美麗 wtf

Princess RiRi's - if you don't know who she is then shame on you - new song (actually I'm not really sure if it's new, but since it's always on Hitz.fm, that should mean that it's fairly new right) Hatin' On The Club has some lyrics that go:

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

I googled the lyrics and there are actually 40 Oh-s, as illustrated by the sample below (from HERE)

Ohhh
You got me hatin on the club coz you took my love ohhh you took my lovee ohhh,
Ohhhh
You got me hatin on the club
You took my love
Why'd you have to take my love ohhh
Ohhhhh(x40)

Wow. Here I am, writing such a constructive post about how many Oh-s there are in a song.

MAHAI I WATCHED JOLIN TSAI'S NEW VIDEO FOR 愈慢愈美麗 AND GUESS WHAT? The credits for the songwriter is an Angmoh (no surprises there), again, just like for her dumb song Real Man *click* . Seriously, Google is the ultimate spy, you just have to know the right words to type.

Here's the ORIGINAL song, Det Gör Ont by Lena Philipsson, in Swedish. She also sang it in English, which is called 'It Hurts'. Can you actually believe that she's 43 years old mahai still so hot T_____________T





This is the cibai copycat Mandarin version by a plastic version of Ayumi Hamasaki, only fuglier and minus any personal identity.


You would think that she would have some sense to change the music arrangement to make it seem less obvious that all her songs are copied from Angmohs, but nooooooooooooooo she just has to use an identical music arrangement so that she lives up to her online moniker, the Queen of Copycats.

MAHEI I don't even understand why she has such an extensive fanbase. But you've gotta give her credit for knowing how to fully exploit other people's work and somehow managing to con so many dimwits to worship the ground she steps on (welcome to the club, sucker).

I actually wanted to make a list of all the song's she's shamelessly copied, but then I lost count.

I can safely say that I already know who's getting the title of Copycat of the Year.

Small photo, to minimize the shock of looking at a fugly face.

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Sometimes life throws a curveball at you when your guard is down.

It's up to you to catch that fucking curveball which is about to hit you in the face in 0.2 seconds, and lob it at hard as you can at the idiot you dislike, who (by sheer luck and coincidence) is standing right next to you.

I think I have a love-hate relationship with Facebook. It's the best way to spy on keep in touch with people, but sometimes it pisses me off for some reason that I can't seem to explain.

But then again I'm perfectly happy with what I've got now. :)

I don't know how to be mushy, but you get the drift.

attention whore

The things people do for just a bit of extra attention.

1. Pretend to be your best buddy when in fact you're not even close at all, and proceed to latch onto your arm like a barnacle so that you can take photographs together and act all chummy for the camera. And proceed to ignore you the next time you bump into each other because you are of no use to them anymore.
2. Make sure that their face is plastered on every single nightlife magazine imaginable. This can usually be accomplished by attending every event there is on the face of the earth, and doing retarded things like camwhoring in front of the backdrop of said event.
3. Name-drop in front of famous (please note that the level of fame is very subjective here) people so that they think you are buddies with the other famous (also very subjective) person, and hope fervently that they automatically associate you with the famous person and treat you like a friend. 'O hai I am Paris Hilton's great-grandfather's twice removed cousin's godbrother's stepsister's great-grandchild, nice to meet you! /expectant'.
4. Always, always, always act like the victim in any given situation so that people feel sorry for them. Works like a charm every single time. Behave stupidly and wallow in self-pity until an unassuming idiot comes along to sympathize, and move in for the kill. Continue to wallow in self-pity until that unassuming idiot is completely brainwashed into believing whatever he/she hears.
5. Pretend to look tiny and waif-like when in fact one is as big as a mammoth (ahem!!!) and tries to hide that fact by hunching down when having her photos taken, and proceeds to remove Facebook tags of her that show her in very unflattering poses which showcase her behemoth proportions.
6. Act like a brainless bimbo ala Jessica Simpson (who cannot tell fish from chicken, mahai), and widely advertise the fact that one is not skilled at all in the culinary department, which in my humble opinion, is a disgrace and not an advantage. This trait is usually accompanied by an irritating 'act cute' disposition.
7. Argue over everything under the sun just for the sake of arguing, without any constructive ideas. This usually comes with a lot of bullheaded crap that nobody can understand at all, and often leaves everyone utterly pissed off and confused. For no apparent reason at all.
8. Say that you are his friend, and then proceed to step all over you by saying that you are one fucking rude person because of the way you speak/type. Conveniently forgets all the times you've helped him to reconcile with the love of his life because you say words like 'mahai' and 'cibai' and he doesn't (righteous prick). Tries to convert you into a nun clone by hinting that the clothing choices you make are quite revealing and that you should dress more conservatively (EH MAHAI ANY MORE CONSERVATIVELY THAN I MIGHT AS WELL WRAP MYSELF FROM HEAD TO TOE WITH TOILET TISSUE).

Random question: If I lie on my stomach on the floor for 2 weeks (5 hours per day), will my boobs become flatter from all the pressure I'm subjecting to them?

Insert interesting title

There's something particularly endearing about children because they say and do the funniest things possible. I love being around kids, provided that they don't act or look exceptionally annoying, because I can't stand annoying, whiny kids with shrill voices who cannot seem to keep quiet or stop moving for 1 millisecond.

When a child likes you enough to let you hold his/her hand and play with him/her, that makes a much better gift than receiving an expensive thingumajig that you don't even need (like a stupid designer bag).

Hmph I would rather a kid like me than lug around a stupid bag.

My cousin brother's kids are the cutest ever T________________T

Somehow I like playing with children more than I like doing other things like watching TV or *insert some tedious, boring chore*. Does that mean I am only mentally 8 years old.

This week, I watched:

1. Ben 10
2. Spongebob Squarepants
3. Phineas (from Totally Spies) and some 3 weird spy kids spin-off show,
4. Some really strange cartoon with Japanese manga-looking characters
5. The Simpsons (damn funny hahahahaha)
6. Camp Rock
7. E! news muahahahaha

because it's what my cousin watches. A lot of kids like Ben 10 hor. My niece and nephew can somehow memorize all the alien's names from Ben 10 and Alien Force (which according to her is a cartoon which has an adult Ben in it). I don't know how they do that.

When I was a kid all I did was read story books like 'Peter and Jane' which basically went:

This is Peter.

This is Jane.

This is Peter and Jane.

This is Pat. >> their dog

This is Peter and Jane and Pat.

Speaking of which, here are some really, really backdated photos.

I used to look like a boy when I was younger.

And I had my share of really bad hair days.

I bet I could pass this off as a photo of my baby brother, because I think it looks nothing like me at all.

My father very thin hor last time hor. But recently he's lost quite a bit of weight and he gloats about it all the time. Like we'll be eating supper and he'll rub his nonexistent belly and complain that he has too much skin around where his laughing buddha belly used to be. Mocking me in the face D:

*insert really interesting caption about my very hiao pose (some people spell it POST, LOOK AT MY POST WTF) here*

oo look at my post (eh I meant pose)! -___-

I have since found a new game worth living for on Facebook, called Firework Columns. Bye bye, Biotronics!

blablablabla i talk too much

Lookeee what I bought!!!! Really funny jelly shoes!!! They're transparent neon yellow with glitter, and the base is multicoloured!!!! The best part is that it's unbranded hoohoohoo and only cost me RM16. My legs look very fair + thin, but I swear it's the lighting and the angle.

I AM PREPARED TO THROW COMFORT AWAY JUST FOR THE SAKE OF VANITY.

The good thing about jelly shoes is that you can always alter the shoes so that they fit you (I did that here), or cut away anything that you don't want. I removed the excess plastic jutting out from the back of the shoes with a nail clipper, easier than using scissors. When I get tired of the ankle straps (not exactly a breeze to put on, these shoes), I'll just snip them off.

I also saw jelly gladiator sandals at the same shop, but in less appealing colours (looks exactly like the topshop ones but sadly they're translucent and not in solid neon colours). I thought of getting them, but I don't even like gladiators. But they were really comfy and cheap (RM18).

I also got this chiffon gingham hair tie thingum for RM3.90, to add to my existing collection. I had a really nice giant white rose hairclip which I loved, but I lost it after watching Star Trek, mahai very sad ah. T____T

A very small part of my collection of hair thingums, except for the yellow glasses. CANNOT BRING ALL ON HOLIDAY WHAT YOU THINK I AM MOVING HOUSE MEH.

Made cacat sushi for lunch yesterday. All the filling stuck to one side =(

WOI TBB MAKE FOR ME LEH I WANT TO EAT EH I WANT TEMAKI OK.

T__________________________T

Sportsman of the year

Yesterday I was in the car with my aunt, and she asked me what type of sports I play.

‘Huh? Sports? What sports?’

I almost never play sports.

Scratch that.

I never ever play sports.

I am not a fan of anything that requires me to move more than I should, and makes me sweat excessively.

Oh well except for the short stint as a state shooter back when I was in high school (which allowed me to skip extra curricular activities at school + skip horrible school + meet hot guys at the competitions – but none took interest in me, cibai hate them all), I’ve never done any other type of sports.

I spent my Pendidikan Jasmani classes pretending to have my period (VERY effective!!), or conjuring up some fake disease like a headache/stomachache/eye pain/twisted ankle. The only sport I had a mild interest in doing was stretching exercises.

I hated all the other games like basketball/netball/volleyball, because I’m not very adept at maneuvering my body around obstacles (other players), I absolutely hate losing and I quote Anderson Cooper on the Kelly Ripa Show, ‘I don’t like doing exercise that draws attention to me’. I don’t like doing things that I’m not good at, and I am a fucking sports n00b.

I am also very bad at coordinating my body, which means I always get bruises and scratches that I know nothing about, and only realize that I have them after a few days. TBB says that I am like a baby octopus (the seasoned red type with a very big head) because I always hurt myself unknowingly. My friend Issac says that I resemble a giant lump of very soft pork, and especially likes to roll my arm in between his hands because it feels exactly like marinating a piece of meat.

I don’t know what the point of this entry is, I guess I just wanted to tell you that it’s okay to be a klutz who would rather spend hours lying on the bed, reading a book, and then spend the next few hours lying on the same bed, watching television or going online.

Although sometimes I do wish that I had more willpower to do some exercise so that I could lose some weight.

T______________T

Marley and Me and the hot hot sun

The weather is positively scorching here. It's so hot I just don't feel like moving around much. I wanted to post some photos from my phone (bought some really funny-looking jelly shoes last night at Kenyalang, which is like the place to buy pirated DVDs) but it's upstairs, so far away.

Thank god for internet.

Aiyah my life very ordinary one, nothing new to tell you.

(filler photo wtf)

I watched (the movie) and read (the novel) Marley and Me yesterday and it was really good, although I admit that the book wins hands down because John Grogan described Marley so perfectly that no camera could ever capture Marley's true essence as a crazy, loping, psychotic dog.

The book was just awesome, a very lighthearted, funny read, definitely one for dog lovers because it puts a smile on your face and the ending (when Marley died) tugs at your heart.

Back to devoting the rest of my afternoon to Biotronic.

Hello Catland

Didn't your mother tell you that it's not nice to be rude? Tsk tsk tsk you should take a crash course in Communicating with People from Planet Earth. You're a nice person (I suppose), but over the years I've never actually seen anything appealing about you. Maybe there's a problem with the way I think, but if other people agree with me then you might just want to try reevaluating yourself. Not everything goes the way you want it to, sista. 

Really good ways to fill in the blanks at home. Cooking is therapeutic, especially when you imagine the face of the person you dislike on the head of lettuce you're cutting, or on the bottom of the pan. Sooooooooo relaxing :D

Salad with italian dressing and fried calamari

Custard tarts with whipped cream

Lemon meringue pie (ROXXXXXXX!!!! and so easy to make!!!). I had 3 slices in a day hurhurhur.

I have left Treeland and I am now at Catland. AND THERE IS INTERNET HERE YAY. I spent 90% of the time on the plane (on both flights) sleeping, hoohoo. And also daydreaming about nonsensical things, like:

I want to be a pilot. 

LV Gucci Coach Burberry Prada Chanel

I still don’t understand why some people are so obsessed with brand names and designer goods. I suppose it’s okay if someone is rich and can afford it as we (normal non-filthy rich people) could afford to buy a RM30 bag or RM15 top. It matches the whole ‘look at me I’m rich’ persona if they wear clothes/shoes/accessories that are equally expensive and branded.

But what I don’t understand is why someone would flaunt a designer item, but not have the looks/personality/dress sense to carry it off.

A designer item is meant to complement the personality of the wearer (is there such a word but I’m too lazy to check), not overshadow the person into nothingness.

A designer item is meant to elevate the status of the person wearing it, not make others wonder if that particular item is fake or genuine because it doesn’t match the wearer.

A designer item is meant to blend in with the outfit of a person so that it completes the entire look, not stand out so much that the person might as well wear an all-black ensemble in order to flaunt the bag even more.

A designer item is meant to be subtle in every way, not shout ‘LOOK AT ME I AM USING A DESIGNER BAG WOOO HOOOOO’.

Why can’t people seem to understand the very simple logic behind designer items.

RIP D'lish

I used to go to D’lish a lot during my internship days. I’d get off work later and arrive in PJ around 8pm, and meet TBB at the LRT station. Then we’d go to Mid Valley for a cheap ‘atas food’ dinner at D’lish (50% off after 9pm). Two mains plus two desserts would only cost about RM10 per person, and the portions were very generous. Sometimes we had to bring one dessert home because we were too full.

Our favourite dessert was the double chocolate marshmallow cupcake, which was served warm so that the chocolate topping was all runny and gooey, and the half-melted marshmallows stuck to the roof of your mouth in a very comforting way.

I never actually got around to trying everything on the menu because I would often pick the one I liked the most (having tried some that I didn’t really like, like the duck confit pasta, yuggghhh), which was usually the peking duck wrap or the wild mushroom spaghetti.

And because I am cheap, I only asked for iced water, which was free (I usually do that because I cannot bring myself to fork out more than RM5 for a measly drink when I could add a few dollars more and get myself a better deal like a main course or something).

BUT NOW THERE IS NO MORE D’LISH AT MID VALLEY.

Actually it’s been gone for a very (very very very) long time, and it’s been replaced by its upscale sister, Delicious, which serves quite delicious food (I’ve only been there fucking once) but not at a very affordable price because no my father does not print money, and neither does money fall from the sky like it rightfully should.

I guess D’lish wasn’t that profitable huh. Did you know that they actually threw away the leftovers (maybe except for the desserts) before they closed every day? GIVE ME LAH THROW AWAY FOR WHAT I WANT TO EAT LEH.

But then again it’s gone now and I have been quite sad for some time now because there is no more good food at cheap prices. Every time I walk past Delicious at Mid Valley I can’t help wishing that I could still eat at D’lish after 9pm, like how you miss a hot ex-boyfriend who has died or something (but I wouldn’t know for sure if it feels the same, hurhur). I’ve never actually checked to see if the other D’lish at Bangsar is still there, I just assumed that they’d closed down both places.

If anyone knows where I can find this double chocolate marshmallow cupcake which tastes exactly like the one from D’lish can you please tell me and I promise I will be nice to you for a week.

I know, it's the same photo.

I am fucking hungry now and when you’re hungry it’s not a very good idea to go browsing through the photos in your laptop because it makes you go crazy.

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Brain freeze.

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Taiwanese skincare craze

I’ve been in Treeland for 3 weeks now and I’ve only gone out with my friends ONCE, because I don’t have a lot of friends to start off with, and most of the time I’d rather stay home and look at my mother watch Korean dramas.

To say that she actually watches them would be lying, I suppose (ahem), because she usually falls asleep and sits there while the Korean actors and actresses get embroiled in some dramatic argument about whether they should marry each other and live in the same house.

AND it doesn’t help that there are about 150 episodes (and still counting), which means that they usually take up one episode arguing, and another trying to make up, and then after a few episode something else comes up and they’re at each other’s throats again.

I was looking at my old photos yesterday (from my Form 6 days etc etc) and for the love of God I looked positively fooking ugly T_______________T like I stuck my head in a blender and everything came out misshapen and deformed.

It is true that makeup is a life-saver, at least I don’t look shockingly grotesque like I used to. But if I don’t wear makeup it’s a different story, you wouldn’t be interested anyway.

Blablablabla my life is so boring.

I recently bought some masks from a girl on Lowyatnet (LYN), to add to my collection (really friendly seller and awesome service, my things arrived the next day, carefully wrapped, and even with a free gift!).

The Shiseido Black Mask is really good for removing blackheads (but it also removed a lot of my facial hair, which hurt quite a bit), better than stupid Biore pore packs or the RM5 peel-off mask I got from Daiso. I’ve seen people apply the peel-off mask on the entire face, but I think it would hurt like a bitch (when you peel it off), so I prefer to just use it on my nose and chin.

This Shills Foam Esthe Pack (with a shoddy English description of the product on the side of the box, which I don’t understand) is claimed to be the more affordable version of Beauty Talk’s Oxy Mask (SO expensive!), but to be honest it doesn’t produce as much foam as I expected. The smell is really refreshing, though, and it leaves my skin baby smooth after application. I used to have a rough patch of skin on my right cheek, but now it’s gone. I don’t know if it’s because of the Foam Esthe Pack or a combination of all the products I use, but there really are results so I’m quite satisfied overall.

Did you know that the Nv Ren Wo Zui Da shop at Mid Valley is selling this for RM69.90??? This is absurd, I got it for RM35.90 (promo price, usual price RM39)!!!!! Talk about ripping people off just because rental is expensive at Mid Valley and they just have to include the rental in the prices of their products!

ALL the products they’re selling at the shop don’t even cost that much, go do some research on the Internet and you’ll know. Their profit margin is unbelievably high, and I don’t think it’s ethical, because they’re spoiling the market by selling average consumer-level products for an exorbitant price, making people think that they’re high quality products. In Taiwan the Shills foam mask only costs about RM25 converted, you do the math.

I don’t mind paying RM10 extra for it because I don’t have any friends who study in Taiwan, and I’m not going to Taiwan anytime soon (or anytime ever because I am broke), but a price difference of RM45 is ridiculous.

I bought this Velcro hair holder thingy from Jusco for RM2.90 (RM1.80 on LYN), and the shop is selling it for a whopping RM39.90. Sasa is selling it for RM9.90, which is also expensive if you ask me.

I’ve done a general price comparison for almost all the products they have there, and I would say on average their profit is 150% for every product they sell. And people still buy from that shop like mad, I was there once and saw this lady buy 5 tubes of BB cream for over RM100 each when they easily cost less than RM50 on LYN. And don’t get me started on the eyeliners. RM2.50 on LYN, RM19.90 at Mid Valley?

Crazy, but true.

and again

The previous header sort of annoyed me.

So.

But I look like I've got a purple eye.

hello

about time this space needed a makeover.

Apple pies and vintage shirts.

My mother and I made apple pies one morning. OK LAH I made a few of the first batch and then got tired of shaping the pondan dough (it crumbled every time I put too much pressure on it, gahh) and went off to prepare lunch.

Somehow when you bake things like pies/cakes/cookies you don’t really feel like eating them after that, I don’t know why. Prolonged exposure to the smell of the butter/dough, probably?

There has been a photo drought lately, because:

1. I have been too caught up watching older seasons of CSI Vegas (Gil Grissom’s glory days, way before Warrick Brown died and Sara Sidle left and Lawrence Fishburne (don’t know his character’s name in CSI) replaced Grissom, I am a fan of GG T____T please come back T_______T)
2. Some half-wit Streamyx technician fucked up the router settings and I cannot connect to the Internet on my laptop, BOOOO STREAMYX.
3. I haven’t been out much and mostly spend my days on earth at home looking like a sloth in house clothes with no makeup (naked face wtf). Not exactly something you would want to see considering the fact that I look really fug without makeup (really, really, really fug).
4. I am not a blogwhore btw.

To cheer you up, my loyal readers (of lack thereof), here are some photos of good ol’ me.

Wearing my aunt’s clothes (it’s called vintage, not OLD clothes, for the severely uninformed), because I don’t have money to buy new clothes and I secretly like vintage stuff (it’s not a secret now is it) because she doesn’t want them anymore and they’re still in pristine condition after more than 25 years.

HOW IS THAT EVEN HUMANLY POSSIBLE. I stash my unwanted out-of-fashion clothes in my cupboard and they go all yellow and spotty and horrid-smelling within what? 3 years?

And did I mention that I love the intricate lace detailing?

:D :D :D :D

Some photos I took out of sheer boredom while having my hair permed a few weeks ago. Very nice, but I don’t think I would ever look good in them, because:

1. I do not have the physical assets these models have
2. And I have the height of a semi-deformed midget.

Yay.

a list of things

1. We (I like referring to myself as a collective group, it makes me feel better as a person because it seems like there are more people) recently got this tub of Laughing Cow cheese spread at Tesco for RM2.18 (expires the next day but what the hell anyway cheese is milk gone bad ,it can't possibly get any worse) and IT IS THE BOMB. Cheese spread + soda crackers = very good food.

2. I just realized that I got conned by someone I thought was my friend, ho hum. My biggest vice is probably buying skincare (and clothes and food) and I paid her a significant amount for some products, probably too signifcant since her sibling is selling the exact product for more than RM10 less. What a good friend, I am truly touched.

3. The stupid Streamyx technician(s) - since it's a different one everytime my father calls to ask why the connection is the shite - sort of fucked up the settings on our router AND desktop, so now we are back to using an ultra primitive modem with ONE PORT only. Which means that there is now only ONE computer with Internet, and IT IS NOT MINE. CIBAI STREAMYX (I think it is a conspiracy to cut their costs, give the customers sucky service and only upgrad it for awhile when they complain). Tomorrow I shall call in and complain about my router and ask them for a damn refund (which they will not give, cheh).

4. My plan for serious weight loss in Treeland is (sort of) going nowhere, I've hit a dead end. I weighed myself today and I am at a hefty 48 effing kilos now (3 years ago I was 41, T___T), but my boobs are considerably bigger than they used to be. BUT THEN AGAIN so is my stomach. What to do what to do.

5. I AM GOING TO KUCHING IN 10 DAYS.

6. I wonder if Bertie is still wondering about my job status/personal life/wotsit. He seems very sad about his final results, should I MSN him and send him words of condolences/encouragement.

fyi i work for god

Recently someone I know has taken to asking TBB stupid random questions about me. 

He is the most scheming bitch I know, but hohohohoho I am sorry I have one-upped you because I am bitchier than you, you returd.

Caught red-handed on MSN (don't remember exactly what he typed, but it's something along the lines of:)

Hi Koku (TBB)!

Eh wanna ask you, Michelle got job already or not?

Where is she working?

How is much her salary ah?

oooooooooooo wouldn't you want to know!

But I was using TBB's computer, ho hum pig's bum. YOUR LOSS.

What's with the sudden interest in my welfare? After more than 2 months of not being in contact with TBB, he suddenly messages him out of the blue, to fucking ask about my work status. And him and I, we're not exactly on speaking terms because he knows I dislike him and I think the feeling's mutual, even though he often likes to act like a wounded boar on Prozac to make people feel sorry for him. If he'd asked TBB about himself I would have understood, because they used to be in the same assignmen group and it's understandable if he cares about TBB, but ME? EFFIN' ME?

THANK YOU FOR YOUR INTEREST, RO BE RT.

BUT I HAVE NO INTEREST WHATSOEVER IN TELLING YOU ABOUT MY LIFE, THANK YOU BUT NO THANK YOU.

If you're so interested in my life, why don't you effin' ask ME instead? E-mail me (address is on the sidebar) or give me a call, I'll be more than pleased to entertain your queries.

What is wrong with people these days? 

/shakes head in disgust

Why oh why oh why

Why is it that some people will deliberately post group photos where they look good and other people look fugly, AND say that the others look good except for himself/herself.

Why is it that some people do not have any variety of facial expressions or poses when it comes to taking photos because this is seriously getting a bit boring.

Why is it that some people would go to great lengths to cheat on their partner, but STILL manage to let the cat out of the bag.

Why is it that some people don't know how to control their emotions, and as a result piss everyone off.

Why is it that some people can dislike a person and bitch about him/her behind his/her back, but then act like they're best friends.

Why is it that I get annoyed by these people.

And why is it that I get annoyed at the most trivial matters in life.

Does this mean that these people are the most trivial matters in life?