Utterly bored. No one is home. My younger sister is studying for SPM and I have nothing to do. The list for National Service came out last week. I for one am glad my sister didn't get chosen. There's always been this rumor saying that if any one of your siblings have been to NS, most likely you wont be chosen, so my sister is thanking me for her luck. But unlike her, most of her friends are applying for it, excited to enter. Don't get the purpose of NS. Never did. Supposedly to instill patriotism in the younger generation, no one ever comes out of NS being any more patriotic than when they first entered. Everyone just comes out saying, OOh what fun it was. And it does more harm than good, when every year, someone just dies from it. And now, most people who are applying for NS are those troublemakers, in which they'll be taught how to handle firearms and whatnots. Brilliant..

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Too free..too bored..

I actually found this book in mph. Never knew anyone could come up with something like this. It teaches sentences like "Oh, it's so big" and "Your pussy hair is so curly, how cute" Yee.Means END, but i forgot in what language. Just remember being so amused by this. Found it in the lobby of the hotel i was staying at in phuket. Was screaming, look Ma, slut slut.. wahahah. "Ma, slut..". think i embarrassed my mum.

Aren't these two just the cutest! They're you and me, B.

One of my fav pics. Reminds me of that scene in the Love Guru. Distraction... oooooo
ACTIONS.. SPEAK LOUDER.. THAN BLOGS.. this was a tshirt.. would hv gotten it, if it had my size.. alas..

what is it with people and pink nipples?

sawadeeka Mr. Ronald

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Suppose to have two moons tonight.. Gonna stand out and look for it.. weee

My baby is back, my baby is back, My baby is back, my baby is back, My baby is back, my baby is back, My baby is back, my baby is back, My baby is back, my baby is back, My baby is back, my baby is back. Weeeeee..

Everything at an end

Well, the Beijing Olympics has come to an end, and so have my holidays. Well, almost. Have about, two weeks left before i head back to hell. As I was watching the closing ceremony, I was almost certain that everyone watching was sure to be skeptical about the fireworks we were seeing on TV. The closing ceremony wasn't as grand as the opening that's for sure but a job well done overall. Who's to say if the amount spent on this Olympics is worth it or necessary. Can't blame the Chinese for being so damn 'kiasu'. It's what they do best. They have every right to show off as well, seeing as how they Are a great country. Clearly shown, during the opening ceremony, when they put on a show for everything they've invented, eg. silk, fireworks, paper, the scroll.. I was of course much disappointed by Malaysia's performance, especially in Taekwondo. I sat and watched all of our taekwondo and badminton players, cheering them on with a little flag of Malaysia I stole from Crystal Crown hotel, and yet they lost.. bwahhh.. lol but of course kudos to Lee Chong Wei. Only wished his last match didnt seem so much like a little boy being beaten down in the school yard.

I have however developed a new crush on a certain Martina Zubcic. She walked into each match as though she was going for a party (this i quote from the commentator because even they were much amused by her.) She walks around the ring with the sweetest smile on her face, but when the referee shouts 'charyeot' her cries of battle begins. Being a student in the art, one thing that I've always loved about the sport was the discipline instilled in every student but of course in the case of Angel Matos that's just down the drain. It's all to do with technicality. Even the scoring system is a little off. 3 out of the 4 judges are required to press down on the buzzer a second after what they consider a hit. Anysecond more and it's not counted. So many hits and points failed to be awarded because of the system. Guess some of it is by luck. Good thing, my Martina Zubcic won bronze. If not I'd really be furious. Hyiakkk!

Ever since i was kid, i always had this feeling that i was suppose to be in a different body. Sometimes have reoccurring dreams that i was someone else. But over the years, i've managed to accept who i am for what i am. And if i am comfortable with the body God gave me, then I'm going to be the way he made me in every way, inside out. On how I am, and how i love and whom i love. For I believe, then He'll love me for being me. Will you?
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Btw, is slightly offended and annoyed everytime i hear Katy Perry's ' I kissed a girl' song playing on the radio. It is uncalled for to censor out the word 'girl'? As if hearing it would make any heterosexual or any potential homosexual jump of the bridge to 'gay land'.

Ooo yes, encoded in the song are actually chants.. " Come join us in the lala gay land.. "

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala

Join us, be gay and merry XD

Want some of this ? Come get it..

Back..

from ipoh.. spent the weekend there with my grandma. Dad sat us down and talked to us like little children awhile back. Grandma isn't very strong anymore. Breathing from only half of her left lung, she has to constantly walk around with an oxygen concentrator. He also told my mum secretly, that if anything were to happen to her while we were away studying *touch wood, he would not let us know, for he wouldnt wanna buy us tickets to bring us back. Just thinking bout not being able to say goodbye to her makes my heart break.

Was suppose to blog about my trip to phuket and to the durian plantation ( not a fan of durians, but what's free is worth stuffing ur face for, yeah kiasu.. i'm chinese, wat to do ). Not in the mood of doing that anymore after i got a call from an old friend.

K : you sitting down?
Me: yeah, i'm lying down. 'sup
K : have a lot of things to tell u. just wanna mk sure u're prepared

I rolled my eyes, thinking this is gonna be one of her jokes again. She messaged me online last year, claiming she was pregnant. Everyone knows about how sexually active she and her boyfriend are, so it wouldnt be completely unbelievable if it did happen. Turned out, it was just a joke. So i was expecting something of the sort when she called me again. But this time, it was different. She was sniffling.

Me: Are you sick again?
K : No.... .... I just have .. erm.. flu..
Me: What? And flu is not an illness to u lah..

First of all, you must know, K, isn't one of the sharpest people in the world. Saying she's quite blur would be an understatement. You can smack her hard, anywhere, and she'll respond only about a minute later. Don't ask me bout that. So when she said she had flu, something told me she was just being her blur self again, but my instincts told me otherwise. She's been with this guy for like 4 years already. And everyone thought that they had it good. They seemed happy. But not everyone's that lucky.

K : Damn, i'm waiting for him to get out the room so i can go in and talk to u.
Me: Why can't you talk to me from where you are?
K: *hesitates* We broke up 4 months ago. And right after we broke up, i found out i was pregnant.

I stuttered and came out with a bunch of incomplete questions "How the.." , "What the..", "When the.." etc. She was 11 weeks pregnant. Being the blur bum she was, she realised it after that long and of course she immediately went for an abortion.

Now the question in my mind, is how can anyone be so insensitive. To not bother to even show up during the procedure, to parade around with someone new in front of her, and to retort, "what do you want me to do" when she complains of sharp pains after her abortion. Are only guys like that? I wonder IF two women in a relationship were to be in the same situation, would there be any sort of similarity? How can people just end relationships like that after being together for so long? And what of same-sex couples? Is it any harder? Easier? Or just the same. Wish i knew of someone who's in a same-sex relationship, who's been in it for many years, and still going strong. Give me some assurance..