Archive for October, 2006
Sunday, October 29th, 2006
I hate Hate HATE shopping in general. I hate it because I can never get the things I want. Plus, I hate Hate HATE paying for anything full price. RM120 for a top? I don’t fucking think so. RM500 for a jacket? Fuck that. Everything costs MONEY, OKAY! LOTS of it. And with my pay what the hell can I afford? Sand. That’s what I can afford. Sand. And a couple of leaves.
Anyway, when it comes to fashion I’m practically a retard. I’m a jeans and t-shirt type of girl mostly. I LIVE in my jeans. Think about taking away my jeans and I’d have to fucking kill you.
My staple garb.
I hate to admit it, but I finally realised that I do contribute to the lower standards of hotness of the Malaysian female population. What a wreck! A walking accident! A failure! I’m already 26 for fuck sakes why the hell am I still wearing my 16 year old Kitikat t-shirt out?????!??!! I need a wardrobe makeover! Hmm…..and maybe a face lift….why not throw in a boob job… but I’m working on a tight budget here, so just the new threads, for now.
Being the fashion moron that I am, I needed some serious help. I needed someone to push me TRY things. I needed someone to make me BUY things. So I asked Raksha who brought along a friend to do the almost impossible task - make me shop. Within a day, malls were conquered, truckloads of clothes tried, umpteen shoes put on, feets cramped, stomachs churned, blood spilled, teeth gritted, profanities exchanged, credit cards burnt, pockets emptied. Sigh. Frankly, this whole outing was pure unadulterated carnage to my poor bank account.
But was it worth it? Was the mission a success? Or a complete and utter fuck up? Well, let’s all just deep-sea dive right into the tainted cesspool that is the lack of my dignity and see the results…. or you could always fuck off to do something else less painful like watch insects eat each other’s head on the National Geographic channel instead.
Go go go.
This top gives the illusion that I have some boobs. Not that I’m complaining. At all.
Prior to this outing, I did not own a single pair of Vincci shoes. I have now officially lost my Vincci-nity.
I like red. Red is such a happy, happy colour.
Apparently I needed some “basic” tops… and a serious haircut.
…. the same “basic” top in white. Mango is seriously overpriced, IMHO.
I still need to buy accessories to “complete my outfits”. And a couple of dresses too because everybloodybody is getting married and I have nothing to wear for dinners. Damn you sickening happyhappy marrying people, YOUR MARRIAGE IS COSTING ME MONEY!! BE CONSIDERATE A BIT CAN OR NOT!! STOP GETTING MARRIED LAH!!
Sigh.
Please tell me where I can get me nice simple dresses for cheap?
Self-gratification |
Thursday, October 26th, 2006
Do you know how much it fucking sucks to be back at work after a 5 day long holiday?
Sucks plenty.
Hope you had a good holiday, how was it anyway? What did you do? Where did you go?
(Self indulging note: Traffic has dropped over the long holidays. I am therefore forced to conclude that most of my readers are corporate slave androids. Just like me. This is an awesome revelation.)
Rants |
Sunday, October 22nd, 2006
OHMYGOD! I can NOT believe this!
ARE YOU FUCKING ME?
RYAN STAR!
THE RYAN DARK HORSE STAR!
THE RYAN DARK HORSE STAR OF ROCKSTAR SUPERNOVA!
IS COMING! HERE! TO MALAYSIA! HERE HERE! I AM HERE TOO! ME!
HE KEPT HIS WORD! OMG!
I am FREAKING obsessed over Ryan Star OMG!
The way he rapes the piano and how he fingers his guitar IS SO HOT HE SHOULD HAVE AN XXX WARNING LABEL STAMPED ONTO HIS FOREHEAD!
I WANT TO HAVE HIS BABIES OMG!!!! No… wait. I just want to be part of the process AHHAHAHAHA!!! RARRRR!!!!
*maintain maintain*
Ahem.
And because I have GREAT FRIENDS like Suanie and ST, I get to tag along to finally get SEE HIM IN PERSON OMG OMG CAN DIEeeeeeeee!!!111one.
No more just ogling over him on tv! No more just kissing the damn screen! I NOW GET TO SEE RYAN STAR LIVE! MAYBE EVEN TOUCH HIM TOO! WOOT!
RYAN! PLEASE LET ME CAMWHORE WITH YOU!
After he got selected out of Supernova, and before anybody can even say “Supernova is gay” he went on to produce an album featuring some of his original music and songs that he performed on Rockstar. This should be album he’s showcasing here OMG I CAN’T WAIT YEAY!!!
I really rather keep him all to myself. But since my heart is so damn big, here’s more information on how YOU could catch him too!
Channel [V] is bringing Ryan Star over to Malaysia in conjunction with Astro 10th year anniversary. Tune in to Channel [V] (channel 72 on Astro) to win yourself exclusive party passes to this event!
Channel [V] Presents Ryan Star in Malaysia
Date: 16 November 2006 (Thursday)
Time: 7.30 pm
Venue: Zouk KL
I FREAKIN’ HEART RYAN STAR OMG OMG OMG!
P/s: Want to talk about Ryan Star with other crazed obsessed fans like yourself? Hop over to here —–> CLICK!
Self-gratification |
Wednesday, October 18th, 2006
1.
A bet to Suanie I have lost,
A post on her greatness is the cost.
Sure, I know we all worship her,
But hey, a reminder is in order.
2.
A lean machine Suanie wants to be,
But a Twiggy Suanie is scary.
(Coz) Suanie is cute, Suanie is funny,
Suanie is also very bendy.
3.
Suanie is witty! Suanie is smart!
That is why Suanie, we heart!
How she writes! How she rants!
How it makes us wet our pants!
4.
Every letter she types,
Every mudpie she bites,
Suanie is so damn great,
Mere mortals love to hate!
5.
We are not worthy!
We beg your pardon!
You are TEH almighty,
To the last drop of Hoegaarden!
6.
Me so happy, Suanie’s me friend,
Her greatness men can’t comprehend.
But bad rhymes must end please understand,
Before I TURN GREEN and start KICKING BABIES STOMPING ON DAISIES FFS OMG YEARGHH!!
Friends |
Sunday, October 15th, 2006
I’ve always wanted to own a hip flask because like a primary school kid sniffing glue to impress his friends, I thought owning a hip flask would make me COOL.
After much pestering, begging and threatening, I finally got that wish fulfilled.
Well, sorta.
It’s so tiny, midgets can take a swim it in on a hot summers day.
It’s enough for a shot of … well.. just about anything I want to have a shot of.
The beautiful thing about this flask is that because it’s so small and it looks like a cute keychain accessory, I can slip it (and its contents) into my bag……..unnoticed by anyone.
Which means I now have the power to drink anything, anytime, anywhere.
I must not camwhore.
I must not camwhore.
I must not camwhore.
Oops. Hehehe.
Anyway, to proof how thankful I am and how much I love this thing…
…. I’ve already christened it with vodka.
So if I’m ever out with you and you catch me smiling like a maniac for no apperent reason at all, well…… there might be a tiny reason afterall.
P/S: I am aware that the powers of my camwhoring compels my current employers to perv at my site, so just to add a little disclaimer:- my smiling maniacally at the workstation for no apparent reason at all has NOTHING to do with this flask whatsoever, I smile maniacally at the workstation only because OMFG I’M ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE WITH MY JOB.
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