Tuesday, May 24
Neither big nor fat and no less of a liar!
The last post was written in anger. And when a woman is angry, she can say whatever without thinking twice. Usually she regrets but most of the time, she would not admit her wrong. So I'm gonna do the same. I ain't gonna admit I was wrong. In fact, I was almost right.
99% of girls were a little blur and hesitant to believe that their boyfriends could be anything from perfect. They still hold on to the faint hope that love can change a guy, which is of course beyond silly. We know it won't happen. 99% of guys agreed that altho not all of them are big and fat, they are all liars!
But of course, in all cases... a little exception, a little loophole should be there because probably Goddess of Mercy says they should. Well, I'm giving this case one. Since I've always been a tad too vulnerable to things like this, I'm gonna make this clear once and for all, for my own sake.
I will not believe it when they say they like me cos I'm cute.
I will not believe it when they say they like me cos I'm funny.
I will not believe it when they say they like me cos I'm super cool and different.
I will ONLY believe it when they say they like me AFTER they've seen me pick my nose!
After that, they can say I'm cute or funny or supercool and I'll believe. Because he's seen the ugly side and liked me anyway!
Sure sure, we all need some compromise. I can promise rite now that I would not mind a guy picking his nose or farting every so often as long as I like him. And I trust that if I'm able to do this, why can't they? (Not that I'm gonna fart all day long) Its very simple. I love the comfort of a family. And even tho a family hates each other's weirdistics, deep within is a love so unpenetrable. The kind of love, of being proud of one another, for all the flaws that made a person so very perfect.
Yay I'm crapping! Sue me if I'm too demanding. But its a thousand percent or nothing, thank you very much!
Monday, May 23
Liars... ALL OF THEM~!
GUYS ARE BIG FAT LIARS!
Note to self: DO NOT EVER TRUST ANY GUYS IN YOUR LIFE AGAIN.... EVER!!!
This time around... I won't believe when you say you love me. I won't believe when you say you'll do anything for me. I won't believe ANY FUCKING CRAP as long as you have a fucking DICK!
flop flop flop~~~
I'm too tired to say much. I was too busy to take pics of Cyndi for you guys. The crowd was horribly uncivilised. But I manage some for my colleague's wedding. Can't get close enough to the bride for the pic but here are some of my workmates:-
From left: Abang Rosmam, Abang Basri, Kak Ayu, Adaw, Steffi (on top), Yee Lee and me~!
me & Bob! Bwhaahahahah!!!
Saturday, May 21
Weird mothers
I know I said I was supposed to give you the next post (which is this one) with pics. Probably about something eventful such as how stupiak star wars 3 is or how stupiak Cyndi Wang is. But before those events happen, something else just need a bit of venting to.
I was at Sedap Corner today having my lunch after work and there's this indian family next to mine. It was just this mother with a bunch of kids. Then the baby sitting on the baby chair was makin noises. Loads of loud noises. kekeke I swear it ain't farts. Anyway, guess what the mother did? She glared angrily at the baby and went "SHUT UP! I said SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!!"
Weird mothers la. Really. I don't even know whether I should laugh or cry or just storm over and tell her that albeit being a workaholic, I can be a better mother than she can anytime when it comes to setting example. But thanks to Lynette of Desperate Housewives, I remembered that mothers do not like being judged by others of how good or bad they are doin their job. Instead, I frowned and continue stuffing the very kiamsiap amount of chilli fish on my plate.
Of course, this was not the only case. Kak Shida at the info counter told me a lot of stories about weirdoes. Something about Mat Salleh who likes to scold scold scold for little things that he himself did not bother to take notice. kekeke. Then there was the KL girl who came and demanded pelangi maintenance to get her bank card out of the ATM which is stupiak cos everybody knows if that happens, u gotta call the bank. Not the shopping centre's maintenance ppl. kekeke~
But the most geram-ing thing of all is when lost children are found.
Kak Shida told me of this lawyer who found an indian kid who's DAMN CUTE at the Mcdonald's playground alone. The lawyer brought the 2-year old to the info counter. And Kak Shida had to take care of this mischievious, crybaby for 45 minutes while she page for the mother repeatedly. 45 MINUTES! She was near insanity when luckily the mother finally arrived. She couldn't hear the page cos she was in the supermarket and she had left the kid at mcd's while she shop. If that ain't stupiak enough, Kak Shida says that she spent so much energy trying to calm the kid down and then the mother pulak scold and hit the kid.
What the fuck?
I mean, seriously. You're the one who's so bloody careless to leave your kid ALONE at the playground. I mean... 45 minutes is a long time. Who knows how long the kid is in there already? Which retard can actually be so sure that a kid wun be bored with the same slide over and over again? She left the kid without supervision and then she pulak wanna beat up the poor kid. =.= I just cannot understand how this ppl think man!
I'm so HOPPIN MAD!!!
Friday, May 20
I'm still alive~
I've been so busy I could die. But I promise I'll give you the next post with pictures! Cyndi Wang is coming to Plaza Pelangi and I think I can get graphics to give me some upclose pictures for your viewing pleasure! kekeke~ Have a lovely day!
p/s: Zamri says I type like a machine. 89 words per minute my friends! I'm brilliant! *grinZ*
