I just got up. Went to the toilet to take a crap for I had stomach ache after drinking the Glenx ( slimming ) tea yesterday. Was watching some Japanese movie when dad changed the channel to CNN.
While immersing myself in this Japanese movie, only have I realised that dad have changed my channel. So, I changed back to my original channel ( Japanese one ) but dad must have realised that I have tampered with what he is watching, so dad switch it back to CNN news.
Now, I am still having tummy ache still from the after effects of the Glenx tea. Mum asked me if I want to head back to bed or not, but I am still sitting here typing on my blog. I am now feeling a pulling sensation on my tummy
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Stupid muthafucker bastard shitface keling
After secretly eating a set of lunch break value meal set at Mcdonalds, I went to buy a tube of budget Wall's vanilla ice cream at Giant. Later on before going back to my father's shop holding my tub of Wall's vanilla ice cream, I have the urge to go to Famous Amos to try their delicious cookies for free. Since there is nothing wrong with sampling those cookies. I bet a few cookies won't do the ppl at Famous Amos any harm. In the Kuala Lumpur outlet of Famous Amos, the ppl will just willingly give me free cookies.
Since there was one fucking Bangla sitting at the counter, I had no choice but the ask the fucking shitface dimwit to sample the cookies. I wanted to try the dark chocolate with pecan nuts one and the other light brownish one ( I think it was pecan nuts ), so I ask the stupid muthafucking Bangla that I wanted to try both of them at one time. The disgusting shitfaced idiot reluctantly handed me the dark chocolate one. Before finishing my dark chocolate Amos cookie, I than ask for the pecan nut one, but the fucker shitface Bangla ask me to finish up the dark chocolate one first. When I finished on munching my dark chocolate Amos, I than ask the fucking Bangla to give me the pecan nut one. After finishing my pecan nut cookie, I wanted to head back home already. After saying thanks for the cookies to that stupid Keling, the sad bastard mumbling something to me " Miss, do not do something liked this again, " I was flabbergasted. I mean, what the fuck does this sad fucker think???!!!
As if it is wrong sampling a few cookies from Amos now and than. I mean, it's not liked I am, clearing up or taking away all the cookies from the stall. If those stupid cookies weren't nice at all, I wouldn't even sample those things. It is my perogative to eat any cookies that I want, and if I want to clear away all those cookies, it is my fucking perogative too. I can eat for free anytime I liked, and you have no right to say anything at all you jinxed face shitty bastard. Eat your heart out, you piece of trash !!!!!!
Since there was one fucking Bangla sitting at the counter, I had no choice but the ask the fucking shitface dimwit to sample the cookies. I wanted to try the dark chocolate with pecan nuts one and the other light brownish one ( I think it was pecan nuts ), so I ask the stupid muthafucking Bangla that I wanted to try both of them at one time. The disgusting shitfaced idiot reluctantly handed me the dark chocolate one. Before finishing my dark chocolate Amos cookie, I than ask for the pecan nut one, but the fucker shitface Bangla ask me to finish up the dark chocolate one first. When I finished on munching my dark chocolate Amos, I than ask the fucking Bangla to give me the pecan nut one. After finishing my pecan nut cookie, I wanted to head back home already. After saying thanks for the cookies to that stupid Keling, the sad bastard mumbling something to me " Miss, do not do something liked this again, " I was flabbergasted. I mean, what the fuck does this sad fucker think???!!!
As if it is wrong sampling a few cookies from Amos now and than. I mean, it's not liked I am, clearing up or taking away all the cookies from the stall. If those stupid cookies weren't nice at all, I wouldn't even sample those things. It is my perogative to eat any cookies that I want, and if I want to clear away all those cookies, it is my fucking perogative too. I can eat for free anytime I liked, and you have no right to say anything at all you jinxed face shitty bastard. Eat your heart out, you piece of trash !!!!!!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Today, my head is still heavy and I have the worst fever of my life. I slept on my parents room upstairs, tossing and turning on my father's bed. The stupid muthafucker nextdoor was banging on my walls trying to purposely harassing me, thus making me more sicker.
Even though I have ran upstairs, but I still experience the effects from the banging. I was so pissed off that I went downstairs equipped with a broom. The witch from hell came out and took a stick, banging on my door.
I nearly became the victim but luckily I avoided, but took a broom to defend myself since I could not take it anymore. After that, I went home
The stupid witch and its spawns have long been harassing and assaulting me since day one when I first moved in with my family. It has been stalking, eaversdropping and making all kind of threats to me.
Everyday, I went
Even though I have ran upstairs, but I still experience the effects from the banging. I was so pissed off that I went downstairs equipped with a broom. The witch from hell came out and took a stick, banging on my door.
I nearly became the victim but luckily I avoided, but took a broom to defend myself since I could not take it anymore. After that, I went home
The stupid witch and its spawns have long been harassing and assaulting me since day one when I first moved in with my family. It has been stalking, eaversdropping and making all kind of threats to me.
Everyday, I went
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Stupid retarded psychos again...
Those fucking uneducated psychos are causing a scene outside again !!! I tell you, it is troublesome to the very max for I do not want to fight with down syndrome creeps whom are way below my league and intellectual level.
If I have the time, I would be earning lots of moolah and taking good care of my parents and my family. I would also be socialising with people whom have the same interests, taste, intellectual level and
I would also be taking my Masters in journalism at Columbia University in New York City, the one and only Ivy League for journalism graduate school in the world. I would also be shopping at freaking Robertson boulevard in LA, where I've always wanted to buy cool and trendy stuff from Kitson and Lisa Klein. Btw, for those who do not know
If I have the time, I would be earning lots of moolah and taking good care of my parents and my family. I would also be socialising with people whom have the same interests, taste, intellectual level and
I would also be taking my Masters in journalism at Columbia University in New York City, the one and only Ivy League for journalism graduate school in the world. I would also be shopping at freaking Robertson boulevard in LA, where I've always wanted to buy cool and trendy stuff from Kitson and Lisa Klein. Btw, for those who do not know
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
I wanna be a female rock star !!!
Even while in the safety and privacy of my own house, I am still being harassed. Harassed even when I am quietly in my thoughts , my own little world while lying on my father's sofa. I am not crazy, mentally ill or schziophrenic you know??? I am a mentally sane and highly intellectual person, but is driven to the edge of insanity
Today, I make a call to UTAR enquiring them on my highly anticipated convocation aka graduation ceremony which would be on March 13. I really need to know on the details on when can I collect my convocation robe and such... since I am all the way from Malacca. Someone from UTAR picked up where a woman rudely said that she was not in charge and bloody fucker gave me the phone number to the Department Of Exams and Scholarships.
A dude picked up where I asked him precise details on my convo. He was telling me the details as I was hastily writing down on some old newspaper when I heard the voices of dumbasses, stupid loser liked ( sam ku lok poh ) old hags talking. As I was talking on the phone to the guy from UTAR and listening carefully to every detail, the voices outside weirdly and strangely got even louder. The voices from outside are beginning to overtake the very important conversation that I am having on the phone from my uni. I am already having difficulty hearing what the guy told me over from the phone. Filled with rage and pissed off to the very core, I wanted to yell/ scream profanities and splash "shit water " outside the window to those lowlife parasites so that they can end their miserable lives once and for all and burn and perish in hell.
I do not want to say what have those retarded and obviously delusional lowlifes say about me, but it absolutely ludicrious and makes no fuckign sense at all. All they know is to talk rubbish and gossip about the lives of other strangers whom obviously, do not even know who the fuck these nosy old hags are??? They should be medicated, and be locked far away in the deep, dark corners of the mental asylum for goodness sake??? I swear if they talk crap about me again, that would be the last day that those fuckwads see daylight !!!
I am not a insane person, and in no absolute way do I want to be in the same league as those retarded lunatics banshees from hell. If I act liked them, I fear that I will decrease my level of intellectual. After all, aren't mentally challenged or down syndrome people meant to act in this manner??? It's an incurable brain defect that they were born intact with and they just can't help it since it's liked first nature to them???
I am a tough and strong chick, but believe me , I only act so because I have to do everything myself and have no one to depend on. But, I am a tough and strong chick which is an undenying fact. I wanted to say in dividual because I hated streotyping myself with gender such as male or female. I am not a very feminine person, although there is still some ounches of
Today, I am depressed, tired, drained out of energy, in shock, horror, disbelief and total disgust with what I have heard from the lowlifes out there. I can't believe that are not only uneducated, but also
Pulling myself through, I went to my pop's shop to help out since I am basically jobless. My lifelong dream and true passion has always been music, writing and entertainment, but I am still waiting for the good reply from the newspaper agencies and magazines that I applied to. Actually, I am already accepted for a marketing and sales job which will start after chinese new year but dad told me to work for my realtive instead whom is a General Manager at some book publishing comapny which publishes school books for students. Dad said that I needed a headstart since I have no experince
I also went for interview as a sales executive at some fashion retail outlet belonging to a well known, extermely popular and overrated homegrown local fashion brand. The interview was crappy and retarded to the max for the interviewer and also the so-called manger whom interview me can't even speak English properly. It's obvious that she's Chinese educated, and yes I do have an extreme dislike and prejudice for Chinese educated freaks since their attitude also sucks. Especilaly those type whom get jealous, petty and vengeful when they see someone Englsih educated( liked me ) whom speaks perfect and flawless Englsih.
During the interview, she as
Today, I make a call to UTAR enquiring them on my highly anticipated convocation aka graduation ceremony which would be on March 13. I really need to know on the details on when can I collect my convocation robe and such... since I am all the way from Malacca. Someone from UTAR picked up where a woman rudely said that she was not in charge and bloody fucker gave me the phone number to the Department Of Exams and Scholarships.
A dude picked up where I asked him precise details on my convo. He was telling me the details as I was hastily writing down on some old newspaper when I heard the voices of dumbasses, stupid loser liked ( sam ku lok poh ) old hags talking. As I was talking on the phone to the guy from UTAR and listening carefully to every detail, the voices outside weirdly and strangely got even louder. The voices from outside are beginning to overtake the very important conversation that I am having on the phone from my uni. I am already having difficulty hearing what the guy told me over from the phone. Filled with rage and pissed off to the very core, I wanted to yell/ scream profanities and splash "shit water " outside the window to those lowlife parasites so that they can end their miserable lives once and for all and burn and perish in hell.
I do not want to say what have those retarded and obviously delusional lowlifes say about me, but it absolutely ludicrious and makes no fuckign sense at all. All they know is to talk rubbish and gossip about the lives of other strangers whom obviously, do not even know who the fuck these nosy old hags are??? They should be medicated, and be locked far away in the deep, dark corners of the mental asylum for goodness sake??? I swear if they talk crap about me again, that would be the last day that those fuckwads see daylight !!!
I am not a insane person, and in no absolute way do I want to be in the same league as those retarded lunatics banshees from hell. If I act liked them, I fear that I will decrease my level of intellectual. After all, aren't mentally challenged or down syndrome people meant to act in this manner??? It's an incurable brain defect that they were born intact with and they just can't help it since it's liked first nature to them???
I am a tough and strong chick, but believe me , I only act so because I have to do everything myself and have no one to depend on. But, I am a tough and strong chick which is an undenying fact. I wanted to say in dividual because I hated streotyping myself with gender such as male or female. I am not a very feminine person, although there is still some ounches of
Today, I am depressed, tired, drained out of energy, in shock, horror, disbelief and total disgust with what I have heard from the lowlifes out there. I can't believe that are not only uneducated, but also
Pulling myself through, I went to my pop's shop to help out since I am basically jobless. My lifelong dream and true passion has always been music, writing and entertainment, but I am still waiting for the good reply from the newspaper agencies and magazines that I applied to. Actually, I am already accepted for a marketing and sales job which will start after chinese new year but dad told me to work for my realtive instead whom is a General Manager at some book publishing comapny which publishes school books for students. Dad said that I needed a headstart since I have no experince
I also went for interview as a sales executive at some fashion retail outlet belonging to a well known, extermely popular and overrated homegrown local fashion brand. The interview was crappy and retarded to the max for the interviewer and also the so-called manger whom interview me can't even speak English properly. It's obvious that she's Chinese educated, and yes I do have an extreme dislike and prejudice for Chinese educated freaks since their attitude also sucks. Especilaly those type whom get jealous, petty and vengeful when they see someone Englsih educated( liked me ) whom speaks perfect and flawless Englsih.
During the interview, she as
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Absolutely Shocking !!!
My stomach churned and my body froze immediately. I was shocked beyond words till I was speechless and my body would turn blue if there was even a word to describe it. My relative whom was more than five years younger than me turned out completely different since the last time I saw him till I mistakenly thought it was some crazy ass stranger in my house.
Boy, was he ugly !!! At about 18 years old, he shot up by height just liked my older brother ( Bill Gates ) did when he was younger. But, the only thing with the cousin of mine was how negatively drastic he has changed since the last time I saw him which must be a couple of years. Looking absolutely terrible and horryfying with deep sunken hollow cheeks, a gaunt face , long skinny rake-liked limbs attached fragilely to his arms that I swear that they would be easily taken off if it was not a pretty and eye pleasing sight to look upon.
To add on with the mop of hair on his head which just looked like a wig and exactly liked Donald Trump's infamous hairstyle except that his ( relative ) was black in colour since he is an Asian. Worse, his eyebrows seemed joined and linked together creating an ugly unibrow which makes me cringe and shiver when looking at his face .
To hide my fear and disgust, I went back to my computer room as an excuse so that I do not have to hang about in the living room where relatives are sitting on my father's Italian leather black coloured sofa.
I am 25 years old, but I do not feel any unwanted changes to my face at all. In fact, my face seemed to look more youthful, cute and flawless with each day passing compared to the time when I was a teenager. I thanked God for that because I do not want to look old or grow old. I want to look young, cute and youthful forever ! I believe that with my grown confidence, making myself happy and not worrying about what the loser fuckwards think, it is replenishing and reclaiming back my youthful look, beauty and the cuteness I was originally born with. People whom have not seen my kindergarden pictures would be amazed what a cutie pie I am which I was born and bestowed upon. Even though, I am a little fleshy ( mum said ) , but I have nice, cute and perfectly matched, well porpotioned pictures. My hair was shiny, smooth, lush and thick. It was the blackest hair you have seen and it was liked a beautiful ebony. Even better, I would liked some dermatologist or skin specialist to zap off my ugly chicken pox scars on my right cheek and my acne scars. I know pople would say that I am mental, but most of these scars are a result of my own psycotic ways when I was much younger. Originally, I had a beautiful complexion even though I am a little dark ( hitam manis popel would say ) but my psychotic ways of picking and squeezing the pimples that cause me to become the ugly and Than, my confidence will even soar and my career
Boy, was he ugly !!! At about 18 years old, he shot up by height just liked my older brother ( Bill Gates ) did when he was younger. But, the only thing with the cousin of mine was how negatively drastic he has changed since the last time I saw him which must be a couple of years. Looking absolutely terrible and horryfying with deep sunken hollow cheeks, a gaunt face , long skinny rake-liked limbs attached fragilely to his arms that I swear that they would be easily taken off if it was not a pretty and eye pleasing sight to look upon.
To add on with the mop of hair on his head which just looked like a wig and exactly liked Donald Trump's infamous hairstyle except that his ( relative ) was black in colour since he is an Asian. Worse, his eyebrows seemed joined and linked together creating an ugly unibrow which makes me cringe and shiver when looking at his face .
To hide my fear and disgust, I went back to my computer room as an excuse so that I do not have to hang about in the living room where relatives are sitting on my father's Italian leather black coloured sofa.
I am 25 years old, but I do not feel any unwanted changes to my face at all. In fact, my face seemed to look more youthful, cute and flawless with each day passing compared to the time when I was a teenager. I thanked God for that because I do not want to look old or grow old. I want to look young, cute and youthful forever ! I believe that with my grown confidence, making myself happy and not worrying about what the loser fuckwards think, it is replenishing and reclaiming back my youthful look, beauty and the cuteness I was originally born with. People whom have not seen my kindergarden pictures would be amazed what a cutie pie I am which I was born and bestowed upon. Even though, I am a little fleshy ( mum said ) , but I have nice, cute and perfectly matched, well porpotioned pictures. My hair was shiny, smooth, lush and thick. It was the blackest hair you have seen and it was liked a beautiful ebony. Even better, I would liked some dermatologist or skin specialist to zap off my ugly chicken pox scars on my right cheek and my acne scars. I know pople would say that I am mental, but most of these scars are a result of my own psycotic ways when I was much younger. Originally, I had a beautiful complexion even though I am a little dark ( hitam manis popel would say ) but my psychotic ways of picking and squeezing the pimples that cause me to become the ugly and Than, my confidence will even soar and my career
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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