OLD

A gift from a ceramic artist

I bought this!

Very clear indication of my inclination towards life - a boring one....

My WishList before the Year End

This is my second attempt to test my luck for the last time before the year end. I don't think I want to pretend as if Santa will drop me a gift. I want to beg / sogok / plea / sujud / merayu for the organiser and the sponsor to give my wish the deepest consideration. Because if my WISH COMES TRUE, 3 people will be very happy!

First will be Mama.

The last time I bought her a watch was when I was in Sixth Form? I am now .. quite old. Off the 20's. So yeah, that was a pretty long time. And I think the dodgy looking 25Hours watch is no longer functional. It's really shameful that I did not get her a replacement. I could have simply get her any watch. But that would be quite meaningless to simply get her another weirdly branded watch which retails at RM39 rite? Only to have it broken in another 3 months.. =(

But now I can't wish her a watch as the LIZ  CLAIBORNE WATCH I wanted to wish for is SOLD =(

SEDIH

TERKEJUT

TERGAMAM

TRAUMA

SOLD

So I think the next best thing would be the Coach Signature Skinny Wristlet

Coach Signature Skinny Wristlet

Last week I saw her with a LV wristlet, bought from the warung outside Carrefour -__- Obviously it cost a mere RM8.... sigh.... makes me feel like some kinda useless big fat child who can't afford Ma a decent wrislet for her to carry around in style without being gossiped that she is carrying a Queen of Fake that doesn't even cost RM10 =(

Then it didn't help much to brighten her days when I came back on a shopping spree and bought her this :

Vintage-y rosey bucket bag in canvas!! RM10 -__-

Don't think she likes it THAT much. She had a long stare and stash it away. And I remember I heard a  quiet lecture about how quality bags are always a preferred choice yada yada yada..... Though the next day I saw her using it. To store newspaper and shoes -__-

So yeah, I am wishing for the kindness of all to grant Ma a wristlet of a genuine quality, so that she can at least be proud of owning a COACH WRISTLET-AUTHENTICALLY HERS . please!!?

Then somehow I stumbled upon a POST by Mei of Eff-Bombs which sounds so kesian. She seems to have lost everything and anything except herself and her studs. I don't really know her well, as the first and the last time I saw her was during the Pick n Grab 8 last weekend, wearing a horny reindeer horn.

Lost everything and still can smile...

The string of pick-pocketing to burglarising to robberising to snatch thiefing seems like a chain of misery! Hence I would l do hope that she will be able to get a decent bag to replace all her stolen, snatched, burglarised bags. She wished for the NINE WEST HOLIDAY TOTE to put all her purchases, and monies and laptop and maybe this time a 'senjata' to fend off the idiotic hungry penyeluk saku =)

If she does get the tote, I hope she will in return send me a packet of studs. And a packet each to the organiser and the sponsor too!  *__*

Yah, and so Miss Mei of  Eff-Bombs will be the second person who will be darn happy if she gets a bag. =D

Lastly, the 3rd person who will be very much delighted would be ME.

Yeah, I don't need a 800 bucks bag. I am a very humble girl next door who is so berjimat cermat. BUT. I need a set of make up to last me for at least a year. The most expensive eye shadow I may have bought should be the Maybelline single shade eyeshadow for RM16. During Watson's Sales period. I have never been that lucky to have a taste of high end cosmetics.

2 years back, my friend saw me also felt they cannot tahan my cheap cosmetics as it does not bring out the ME in ME, he decided to give me a PS makeup and got me a makeover. Like this :

The zero-cost make over by a friend =(

Then I complained I do not want to look like a Despo Housewife.. especially an old one.. and he decided to get me the Umbrella-ella-eh-eh style..

Rihanna vs Rimunna =P

So, to achieve the gliteratti and glamorama style of the above, I need somethin proper. Like this palette of colors from Victoria Secret. Don't you people wanne see a more sultry part of me, instead of the yippi yaya cuckoo part of me? :(

Grant me the wish please!

VICTORIA SECRET MAKE UP KIT

To those who want to give your luck a try, do give a click to check out what is the fuss all about. To those who think I deserve to have my wishes come true, maybe you may want to help me blog about making my wish come true? =P

Get Lucky here!!

Start a new year with a BIG BANG

Creatively organised by YourShoppingKaki and

generously sponsored by How2shop

wishing upon the butterfly wing... lemme win please!!!!!!

Bazaar Bizarre Not Yet!

The only bazaar I've set my foot on would be the Sunday Flea Market look-alike area in Plaza Mon't Kiara. Wait, I am not sure what is it. As there are people selling fruits, more people selling fruits, many selling clothes and accessories and sometimes church having 'lelong' sales. I know what are being sold - because all the big canvas umbrellas are blocking my sight to look for the restaurant I wanted to go =P

OOhh!! I was also told those stalls with again big canvas umbrellas along the pavement at The Curve are also bazaar! All along, I thought it's some charity auction or carnival to raise fund for the lesser fortunate -__-

Along the journey of online shopping I was intorduced to the many other bazaars around town. Which I assume there will again be middle-aged aunties selling corns and strawberries.

Rupa-rupanya tidak!! Alahai....

My first bazaar! I would like to call it My First Junkie Yuppie bazaar =P

Organised by people who look like they have just completed a session of Capsule's MTV and head down straight to sell some funky clothes =P

Grab n Pick Version Part 8

The Saturday crowd where people give no concern if you are eyeing on the same piece of dress. They just have to be quick and grab!

The Sunday morning with people opting to savour dim-sum elsewhere in Kepong and leaving the seller to get idylic and sleepy.

Everyone is craving for attention. Promotions and discounts are crying out loud and clear.

My purchase on Day 2- I would like to call it the Molestor Top

from the land of people looking like they just finished a MTV session for Capsule - Lah Lah Land

RM25!! (bazaar price)

Also another piece from Lah Lah Land - I wuld call this the Yippi Yaya Excess Baggage Top

RM35 (bazaar price)

I got home and attempted to fly with it, as the excess fabric looked like its big enough to make into wings.

Failed. Too heavy I think..

I don't know why I bought this

Mei of Eff-Bombs, the one with the growing horns

Some other cool stuff which I may not be able to accept, but still think its fantabulous for people below my age

More yada yada in YourShoppingKaki!

OK!! Back to work!! Have a happy Monday! Damn...

SHIT SUNDAY

THIS is where I reside.

In some pigeon-hole units on top of an ex rubbish dump site. Which is not really that important. I should be grateful that I have a roof of my own. But most of the time I am highly agitated as I know if I were to return home late after a session of  bierhaus or a rhythmic hip swirl in Quattro, I am guaranteed a parking space - along the road --__--

THIS is part of the journey with 24 road humps I have to endure on daily basis. It may double or triple the amount if I keep driving in and out more often in a day.

There really isn't much to shout about this remote part of town. I hate it. I am not sure about the rest of the people who have been staying here for almost their enitre life. But, I hate it.

THIS is how I depict them

It was another hot Sunday where I refused to cook even instant noodle and opted to go down to the kopitiam for yee mee with egg, a Nescafe and a stash of newspaper to finish up reading. With 10 bucks in the pocket, I waited for the lift to get to the ground floor. Lucky there was no one around waiting for the lift. Hate it to be seen wearing baggy t-shirt and no make up.

Journey to the ground floor was quiet. Till I smelt a stench that I wtf-*&%$^ do not enjoy much. There tend to be ammonia smell very often as some buggeroony insist on peeing in the lift and not wait till they reach their unit. But to holy SHIT in the lift!!!??

WHAT IS THE DOG-GAMBIT-FRUCKING-SHIT DO U HAVE IN YOUR LOWLY BUILT SENSE?

I did not stay long enough in the lift shaft to snap a picture. And I do not think it's wise for me to capture the memory of bumping into a batter of camel-brown hued shit of the circumference of a big plate of mee goreng mamak And that's a lot of freaking shit batter!!

I can't imagine how does one actually unzip the pants, squat in the lift and let out a big batter of shit and escaped unseen. Afterall the highest unit is only on the 9th floor and that will take a mere 45 seconds or less to reach uninterrupted. Obviously it should be an uninterrupted journey as the batter seem nicely 'poured' onto the floor of the lift and there was no gossips by the next door auntie that someone 'shitted' in the lift.

Whoever you are I hope you are left with some traces of shit in your underwear left to dry anc crack. And be reminded that you are the uncivilised species who contributed shit to your own community!

The Second Review

Read about it HERE

Yah, I seem like a freeloader with nothing much to do eh but to join in the 18 - 25 years market segment in the blogosphere -___-
But it is a new joy that I am beginning to like. Sharing ideas and opinions with the rest of other potential consumers and hoping to reach out to these people to buy the products I am reviewing. I hope they do have an increase in sales traffic.
And I also HOPE I HAVE AN INCREASE IN MY BATIK SALES!
Anyone need a piece of batik? =(
I"ve got a quota to hit. PLEASE?!

Not A Milestone, Merely A Point

If only I can sit at home and keep typing and typing and typing till my ass turn square and cracks in exchange for a decent living. I wish to barter my essays for a living. An essay for a gunny of rice. An essay for a 6 months suplly of sanitary pads. An essay for a month of the car instalment. An essay for some curtains and an essay to last me till 60 ..

The first attempt in reviewing products. And the first baghooks I've ever had. Courtesy of AliceWonders.com  and thank-ness-fully-gracious to Sha-Lene of YourShoppingKaki 

Look out soon for the review of some other stuffs very soon. I hope SOON. I need a gunny of rice.
Serious.

Flock

Kio and I discussed about a lot of issues yesterday.. work, bitches, Korean food ( since we are already in the Korean restaurant), salaries, fat asses, sickness, insurance and more bitches.
There really is a lot of intriguing issues that I really wanted to make a big rant out of it.
Again we tried to find a purpose of living, surviving and how insurance claims may not have any use when there is a clause to mention that u can only claim for your unlimited medical cost when u have reached Stage 4. Normally people would start seeing the lights of hell in Stage 3 ..
She wanted to open a shop that sells baking apparatus and will be contented if there are aunties who will drp by on daily basis to buy things. Like anything. And hoping to survive the rest of her life just by having a few aunties dropping by to buy a spoon or two. And maybe some castor sugar.
If i were to take over her shop one day, I will start meeting up with hotels F&B and give a thorough qutes on stuff I can supply to them, meeting bakeries owner to seal a deal on long time supply of flour at a competitve rate, and most probably propose to cooking and baking centre to be an agent and sell the stuff we have in the shop.
She have also thought of being a masseur, simply contented by picking only clients she likes, among which shuold be only women, women who does not bitch, women who are not too big a size, women with nice and decently architectured premise, and most probably women whom she think is worth being her friend. She is contented. With just that.
If I were to take over her on-site massage services, I would go to The Star office and propose a free write up of the services to create more awareness on the positve side of massage which does not collaborate with other activities to include blow job, sex and masturbation services. And I would also make her train a group of masseur wannabee to extend the network of staff and thence be able to rake in more clients a day. And definitely I will take any sort of customers, big, fat, thin, naggy, ugly, boobless and such..
And that is just us.. people who flock together may not be of the same feather. But we still flock together..

circa 1994 ?

A PROJECT TO EXPLORE

Have you been doing any good deeds recently?
Me? hmmm...
apart from cleaning the prayer altar, buying my staff some free lunches, and not yell at the waitresses.. nope, i didn't do much good deeds..
And no one approaches me to sell flags too.. No beggars around the area too.. But I supposed none of these are considered any major life changing contribution :)
Personally, I have a soft spot for older people.. hence I think I have a tendency to steer towards helping on old-people-related issues. I couldn't stand the agony looking at those 70 years old uncle near my place who have to lug a bicycle full of old carton boxes to the recycle centre in hope of selling it to afford a day's meal.
Then there are also cases of old mothers who have to work their ass and life off to make a living for a bunch of useless children who knows only to ask for money and not be able to give the comfort of a peaceful live to the 2 person who gave them life. Sometimes I wish money is not an issue to all rising issue in the society.
Apparently, despite money not being able to buy happiness, it is still considered one of the main aspect in lots of issues in the society.
No money means no means of providing a platform to help the lesser fortunate people in any way. I mean.. if u want to help some African kids who are starving and u are in Malaysia, u can't be making a walking trip to Africa with 2 cans of tuna and a loaf of bread in ur bag in hope that u can help the starving kids. It's a great thought of course, but doesn't seem possible with a SINGLE effort. But if u have a 1000 people with 2 cans of tuna each and a loaf of bread,the next step would be to figure out how to transport these to the kids.. and make sure it gets to the kids and not being fed to the dolphins in the sea =P  (of course the dolphins need help too, but a different mode of help)
Now u see why it's never easy to be a philantrophist.. with insufficient money..?
But don't worry.. I am not asking for your penny or pounds or rupees to buy cans of tuna :)
Just asking for a bit of kindred spirit to click


(U know... just like how some of u help me to be 2 cents richer by clicking on my nuffnang ads =P )

of course after u clicked on it, look for PROJECT EXPLORER AND VOTE.

What is ProjectExplorer.org?



Our Mission: To provide a global cultural experience through film and multimedia materials aimed at fostering the next generation of global citizens.

Founded in 2003 by Jenny M Buccos, ProjectExplorer.org is a nonprofit organization (501c3) that produces free, online global travel series. Designed for family and classroom, ProjectExplorer.org provides students with access to peoples and places they may never have seen or knew existed.


Over the last decade, the emphasis placed on global education has significantly increased in primary and secondary education. Students and educators are no longer limited by the geographic locations of their places of learning; technology can literally bring the world to the classroom. ProjectExplorer.org’s Award-winning* online film series, photos, travel blogs, and encyclopedia-style research are provided free-of-charge. ProjectExplorer.org’s programs cover multiple subject areas that foster cross-cultural understanding.

To accomplish its mission, ProjectExplorer.org relies on and continues to seek partnerships from corporate and government sponsors, as well as individual supporters. It is with their help that ProjectExplorer.org is made available free-of-charge to the learners of the world, so that we all might better understand one another.

It’s time to Go Global with ProjectExplorer.org!


*ProjectExplorer.org is a 2009 recipient of a prestigious Parents’ Choice Gold Award, selected for the highest production standards, universal human values and a unique, individual quality that pushes the series a notch above others.

Jenny is an advocate for children and education.
Winnie my friend is an advocate for abandoned stray dogs.
And I would also like to do something for the old people.
But in the mean time, if you are still doing some soul searching to see where u are inclined to.. give the children and education a click  :)
Even if u prefer dogs more than kids, no harm helping out in terms of mouse-click so that Project Explorer can have enough fundings to help people rite?

http://www.projectexplorer.org/about.php


And u can check out some cool videos made in regards to GLOBAL CITIZENSHIP here too :

http://goodglobalcitizen.ning.com/

Maybe u will be inspired to do up a video? After all I don't see much Malaysian .. in fact any Malaysian videos :)

Me? I haven't been able to derive what Global Citizen meant for me  :D

TIRED

Do u have a purpose? To live till 60 or 80 years of age?
At 30, I am very very tired.
Been weeping a lot lately out of no particular reason. I wept while driving. While stuck in the jam. While stopping at traffic light. While watching TV. While waiting to sleep.
I am very tired. VERY tired.
I realised this routine-d life of mine only leave me with 3 hours a day for my personal time. Sometimes 2.5 hours only if I am not speeding.
No amount of =(  =(  =( can express how TIRED i am.
I think I wept because I am tired. Of life. Of routines. I am beginning to see nothing ahead of me.
I am beginning to accept that life is a cycle of no particular reason. Mothers bear children. If she is lucky she will have children to care for her thru old age. If she is not that lucky, most probably she will die out of paying debts for the children's education fund and what-so-ever.
I always tell PC to give her mom the silent treatment for not allowing a 30 years old woman to stay out later than 11pm. Or walk past her whenever the mom decides to start the preaching session on how miserable is the life of the daughter. I do not know how she cope. Because I do not know how to cope too..
I am tired of my duties.. I am beginning to feel that my presence is a process for me to pay back in the form of responsibility.. which I have dutifully perform all the years...
.
I
AM
TIRED
.............

Over

in exactly 10 months time most probably and I will need to get a new job. Soon! Maybe I should try harder. The last time i applied to the brewery, I  screwed it up with my over-enthusiasm over free drinks. I think I must have kept chanting " I like to drink and I can drink up everything in your brewery" which sort of frightens the MD   >__<   I remember using the phrase as a full stop to every sentences *__*

I hate job-hopping, but ....... bah.... I had a bad day.. and can't go on.. and someone won the bag holder from Alicewonders !!!  why am i not winning anything??

see how luck also is not on my side??

sien...

A Matter of Mind

For the past couple of weeks, been contributing to the succession of Hoergarden and Kilkenny against the generic Carlsberg and Heineken. I would really like to be able to tell people that I am an alcoholics. I won't mind being labeled as a problematic person undergoing incontrollable urge to drink and labeled an alcoholic. The very least, people know me for something.. 'Hey!! That's the alcoholic bitch I told ya all about!' That's really something to put a mark in their mind. Enough to justify my presence have been felt. Though maybe in a negative way as perceived. But I do not regard that as negative. If one day people gossip about me being kept by some old fug as a sex toy, I accept with open arms and boobs. I am glad that my acts are acknowledged despite some thinking I am such a bitch.. but hey!! at least i got an old fug who can keep me.. as a pet and u have a boy friend to pay for =P
But
But
But
I am not hardcore enough to be an alcoholic.. i only get to enjoy the sinful drink when the prosecutor from terengannu returns to KL for seminars and exams..
I am also not qualified to be kept, simply because I have smaller boobs compared to the clerk next door. Who has 3 heads. Get it? Get it?   =P

Ming were telling us about the most common cause of cancer - stress. Which I pondered for 2 days.
Very true.
I have also put that in my list of possibilities that will bring to my own death.
Committing suicide, tho in the list but does not top the list.  Tho there are many a times, I felt like speeding and ram the car off the flyover. I wanted to feel what it feels like to die with flying motion..
Cutting ownself is too much a pain for coward like me. I still prefer the ramming and die of panic and got crushed and closes the chapter of life in a blink.
I also don't want to be raped to death. That's cruel. To die with no underwear intact. And end up being found in a sewage covered with everyone's poop.
Have you wondered if one can cry to death? I tried doing so and banged my head on the wall. It didn't bleed, but only damn painful. And I am worried I may turn dumber but survived.
I think I have found my own death point - cancer due to stress.
It's like a very certain thing that will materialise..Am beginning to understand how it develops too. When one is stressed, for no particularly BIG reason, complication to breathe occur. Head suddenly felt heavy. The mind often than not keep having whirlwind of stuff to think.About everything.. anything.. but all things seemed more like an issue than a solution. Everything seem to be at the wrong side of perspective..
Yes, I have this on a daily basis..
And while having whirlpool of thoughts dashing into minds, I sometimes managed to envisions stuffs and issues that I have been searching for an answer to.... among which is the principle to stand up for what you think is something that you ought to voice out. with proper facts of course and reasonable reasoning. I have forgotten these traits for some time. WHich I do realise but always brushes it off.. always reminding I am just not good enough to be opinionated. And I do not have the freedom of speech simply because I am not a perfect person.
Yes, that is just how fragile I am despite having a loud voice and daring to grab hold of people's groin just for a dare to challenge session...  :/
And today, I vow to change..drastic or not.. in fact, it's not a change.. merely back to what used to be there..
And many other things to come too... there may not be much time left, since the chances of me dying early is quite high.. so I shall and must take things one day at a time..
To make a vow is a stressful ambition. To materialise the vow made is equally stressful if not traumatically stressfull. To think of the consequences is to build more stress..
Battered stress today by falling asleep in the car for an hour in the parking lot
Tomorrow shall be better... hopefully..
What a panache... a cancerous cell... benign stress...

Be who u are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind..

u mind?

leave me alone...

i really nid to sob to detoxify the cells within...

Oh Well..

U should have guessed it wayyyy earlier that no way Beyonce is gonna dominate the stage by adhering to the modesty act that would require her to dress like this rite??

Miss Beyuncit Kenut

Oh well miss Knowles, so sorry for all the inconveniences. It's really not meant to undermine your bold and daring act which some deemed inapproriate. Somehow the slightest display of your hot thigh is a catalyst to all the rape cases that may occur after your hot show. You do know, we are a bunch of modest hobbits that can never accept out -of -modesty- acts rite? We still think that it ain't proper to physically put u on the stage and jiggle ur hot thigh. Though it can be deemed proper for us to have wet dreams about u. And ur thigh of course.

We look forward to your coming in future. Maybe u can please all by coming like this :

GOT BOOBIES?

cus it's Deepavali and boobies are needed to ensure a nice sillhoutte when wearing saree blouse... bah...
Been a while, been so long since I ever wanted to drop anything in here.. Yah, i found a new hobby to dispose all my time on :)

The only time i ever wanted to drop in a post is when i am utterly frustrated, stressed and feeling like wanting to commit suicide. No good. No good. I guess it's time I opt for a re-vamp of content and make this an educational blog to talk about what I do and the greatness in what I do. Instead of what I hate, what I cant stand, what I REALLY hate, who I hope dead. But if i were to continue that rambles in anger, I only have so much to talk about.. -__- like everyone that is hated will just end up being dead.. and nothing further to elaborate.

And so yeah.. I am now in trangression ( does the word exist?) to talk about something else. But don't think it's wise to talk about myself cus I don't really have anything to boast about. The only thing I look forward to is hoping one day I will have enough of a boob to showcase to the world!! without having to appear with a bra cup bigger than the boob. But I know at THIS age, and growing would have been put on a halt. FULL CUP STOP.

No way would it be able to grow anymore to the desired shape and size which would allow me to wear a plunging maxi without a bra bigger than the boobs.. =(
At this age, the only thing that may have quite high possibility to grow on your boobs would most probably be those stubbles of toxins. Which can easily stress the poop out of every woman. U know.. those things.. with an array of terms u can call it - tumor, stones, cancerous cell, piece of malignant cell or whatever to your liking.
By the way, refraining from sex won't stop you by having breast cancer. So u can still enjoy that work out on bed =)  I guess it's just a case of random hits and maybe genetics too. If it's a random hit, maybe God loved you more =)  if it's genetic .. then I guess besides the constant sms to God faith in your religion that help to build a firm you, a healthy lifestyle too helps.

And that regular check-up for women is not THAT expensive to make it a yearly 'to-do' thing. Otherwise, get a pamphlet from the friendly neighbourhood clinic on self inspection and do it in the comfort of your own room. Before shower or before that session of tantric sex with your partner =P
Unfortunately the society is a bunch of lallang who thinks it's embarassing to go for essentials like pap-smear or breast check-up. The doctors won't lose a penny not doin the check-up for you. The nurse too won't lose her salary not seeing your boobs. But you may lose a boob.. or two if u think it's embarassing and prefer to brush off the issues by saying u have a set of healthy boobs without proper inspection.. So, who is at the losing end? U lor..

http://alicewonders.com/gotboobies/act.php#BOOBICON

I want to have the boobies at the bottom left - the brown boobs with red nipple.. what's your flava?

And so that is my musing for the day.. about boobs- which I like but don't have that much to show off in real life... I hope to at least win a pursehook from AliceWonders.com with my humble lil ramblings? (Gosh I am soo humble.. i only need a pursehook!! =D)

 i would like to end my post with an image of a boob, but then I think it will be deemed a lewd post =S  so no boobsie picture !!  =P


(any statement made, shall anyone find to be harsh, is not mean as a form of insult. The writer is a firm believer that one must always look at things in and out, good and bad, positively and negatively and be able to accept that this is just how the world operates.. not always to your favour, but there is still hope for all)

That Hungry Tremor

Not writing very often is no good. Increases blood pressure. Because when I am inspired to write, adrenaline pumps in... I have had a few blood rush to write recently..

I was awakened by the fact that I bring shame to girl when I realises I do not comb my hair daily! I do not even have a proper comb, only a flat comb which is a free gift from Revlon many years ago.
For a few days this have been lingering in my mind.. and I wanted to make a list of 10 things why i am ... erm... special ?

Then I wanted to write about some unforgotten inspiration, aspiration, ambitions... but then life after work is sooo short.. I barely have enough time to get the hair dry..

Then I tot maybe I should put in words on my ONE and only football match I've been to.. the recent visit of Man Utd to Malaysia.. which doesn't seem important anymore. now..

Then I thought I wanted to write about gender equality as I read some mind provoking articles in the paper.. but i got too sleepy..

I have such dull, sunken life.. hor??

Then just 2 days back... I felt the tremor too at 6.20pm.. was typing and staring at the pc in office.. and i felt the tremor.. I couldn't believe it!! My stomach growled till it trembles .. and so I thought I need some food and headed to the pantry to get some Raya cookies.. and continued work.. the news at 8.30pm confirmed the hungry tremor i felt actually came from Mother Earth to the Samoan and the Sumatrans..  -___-  not my hunger pangs ...........

I guess that's the way Mother Nature keep the ecosystem balance. When things get too crowded, she give it a juggle and eats up a small population of us by sending some to hell and heaven respectively. have you ever wondered one day our turn will come? How do I cope? How do you cope? I live on the 7th floor. Do u think i will survive?

Hmm.. If I cant survive and have to be drowned under rummages of ruins, please let me have my clothes on.

The story of a duck

They said life is a leraning curve and you learn new things daily. Like all things, nothing is free. So is a lesson. This sounds serious eh? :)
maybe it is not to you, but to me it is traumatic!! anything that requires payment is bad :(

I hate learning about something the hard way. relating that to stress level, have you ever wondered how is stress level being rated / measured? By weightage in ounces? By the vibration in Richter scale? Or by the 3 level comparison of Good-Gooder-Goodest?

And i stumbled upon this inquisition today. And also the day before. In facts for many more months before.

I would like to declare myself to be in stress mode. Work stress.. But I can't go further as I am not able to define which level. or how to rate it. If I were to rate based on the prickly feel pinching my chest, I can only rate so fas as being very prickly. I am sure there is a higher level than just being very prickly, but by then I may have collapsed before finishing the post. The question dawned upon me. and I spent RM12.50 only to realise - 'Eh, how stress is my stress now?"

I can't define.. wtf..

Do u also realise that if you are one day a leader, and you have staff relating their difficulties to you (most probably they are really stessful and hope that you can have a share of the burden), most of the time empathy doesn;t really work as efficiently?

Scene 1

Boss : Why u didnt come to work and not inform?

Worker : I want to inform but I forgot the office number..'sob' I tried to remember but my brain is just the size of chickpea.. 'sob'

Boss : in mind " not my problem u got a pea up there" so u think u are a diva..

Worker :' SOB'

But sometimes sentimenst are shared too

Scene 2
Worker : bos, I am very stressed becos MJ died .. "cry"

Boss : he died??!! Darn, I am equally stressed and sad too.. "cry"

Empathy works, cus MJ is a public facility figure adored by all. OK<>

Many a times u faces situation like this :

Scene 3

Staff : Boss, the machine just doesn't work. am not able to sew the duck head on its body hence am not meeting clients demand if we keep generating headless ducks. The machine just cant sew the darn head on! We tried but the head dropp.. :(

Boss : Urmm... try again? Sure it can.. Or, try telling your client and see if they can accept headless ducks?

Staff : Hmmphh... ok lor.. I see what I can do...

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Staff : Client, do u think u will be able to accept a headless duck? CusI tried and I tried, but i cant seem to attach the head. Maybe it's best to have the duck without the head?

Client : Well, I need my duck with a head. And the head just have got to be attached to the neck of the body. It really isn't my business how are u gonna do that. You go figure..you fool..

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Staff : Boss.. client wont listen to me la... the will only take the duck if the head is secured to the neck of the body and not anywhere else..

And so in this situation, how do you cope?

Anyway, the week have been bad.. with my inability to handle human.. and my limbs..

ya.. the limbs that can do no good in mastering my odissi...

with my rate now, I am wondering if there is anything wrong with me..

I am sure it's not dementia.. but the syndrome pertaining to my inability to remember steps seems rather serious..

A GIRL GOTTA DO WHAT A GIRL IS MEANT TO DO

In a span of a month, I have bought ..

this
this

this

this

this

this

this

this

and this..

only to be reminded of that the savings is depleting.. uurgghhh!!!!!!!!!!

and in case there are speculation as to why are all pics headless, im attempting to flock it off in the net :P

oh, what joy being a girl eh?

BABI-fied

sibet sien-irritating-fund consuming campaign

The One for All and All for One campaign is everywhere!!! Its kinda irritating to see that the prepaid cash card, the MTV, the short play, the banners and buntings and even recipes are promoting / tapping on this blardi sickening gimmick.

If I have to comment, I think there should be a mascot to personify the all this hoo-haa.. a mascot that the society is able to feel at ease with, and are widely recognised irregardless of the diversity of our culture. An icon that is synonym to our daily living.

mating slugs

Nope, not the slugs.. btw, these are mating slugs which most probably have taken hours ejaculating and dispose off slimy organic protein substance, which most probably some business savvy students may process it into some BB cream :P

Unfortunately we are also not the mating baboon, although whenever u flip thru the newspaper there are plentiful of stories about grandpa poking their dicks still healthy organs into some kids yet-to-blossom holes. Also old granny got raped before being robbed off their last gold chain. But baboon is still not the perfect personification to reflect the muhibahism in us.
I would like to nominate the big, fat filthy and rather popular animal to reflect the ONE in us.


BABI / SWINE / PIG / CHU / 32

When the Meley beh tahan those Cina people, they yelled ' Pergi mampus la lu Babi!!!' maybe because the Cina like to eat babi and since Cina is the only pig-rearer, its obvious why they r called so.

Then sometimes the Cina have been queieing too long at the counter to wait for turn to pay summon, they mumble 'So slow like pig...!! ^o^ " naturally a pig is always lazy and hence slow ma..which explains the statement

I remember Ma always tell the neighbours ' neh, u see la, I am late again lor.. those 32* la.. always so slow when they process the electric bill'

* if i remembers correctly 32 is the number u can find in the Grand Book of habitual 2D gamblers. that hand drwan and written boook contains ugly pictorial of a lot of thngs u can never imagine; a nurse, a couple having sex, a boy fell into drain, a piece of shit and many more which is represented by a string of numbers. The hardcore gambler like Ma will then go thru the grand master book and compile the number before heading to Toto, da ma cai and watever available gamblers' joint to pile some money on the numbers. eventually she didnt win anything la..*

And the anneh, hmm i must say the anneh community is a pretty docile group. They decided not to hate nor like the pig. they chose to eat beef - from the cow and keep holy.(despite got some rat's ass who lug a cow's head and made some noise) Sometimes, they follow suit what the pigs' clan does.. after all like the saying goes 'If u can't lead them, join them'. Of course sometimes their favourite actor Rajnikanth Samee veroo would leap out and do a bit of clown act to entertain the crowd :)

Why spend millions to make commercials of unity? Then make songs some more. We already have a mascot in front of us. I think the mascot is rather upset recently that he decided to give a big sneeze and infect those deserving people with the swine flu ;)

MAJULAH BABI UNTUK NEGARA!

I am never one who will give a heck when it comes to trying to fight for rights. i don't care if someone cut queue. I also do not care if people double park and block me from driving out of the parking. I just walk around, inscribe a small signature on the car with my car key and wait in my own car till the owner comes out. I am also damn lazy to feel mathafarker irritated with the act of certain people who decided to pee in the lift. I will leave the lift and walk the stairs all the way to level 7. Naturally, I also couldn't be bothered to go cast my vote during the election for a change of government. yah, .. so that's how i react towards my surrounding..

I no longer see a point to do anything. A lot of people really hate my 'tidak apa' attitude. But.. tidak apa la.. :) We have different point of view. And I chose not to make my already not so colorful life more miserable than it is.

I am never proud to be stuck in this part of the world. The last time a foreigner asked me where i am from during a trip to Phuket.. i smiled unwillingly and said Meleysia. And then there were conversation goin on about the weather in Mesia yada yada bee boo bee boo..... And i uttered something with no regret " Ah.. just another place wit no significant value"

I am not sure how many people of my generation have such lack of emotion towards the land where they are born. But i know i am..

When one mention Singapore, instantly u can click it with 'kiasu' and high currency rate.. and a shopping haven.. if u can afford... and yet not so rich people like me still flock there.. :)

When it's indonesia,u can recall the hero bombers who made a name for themselves. At least they are known for the notorious bombers :p .. and people can also relate batik to Indonesian. Those very ethnic and detailed motifs on cloths.. which I also love a lot!

Thai - ahh.. the land of tranny hotter than me.. and most probably making more money than i do.. which I sometimes do envy

And what do we have here to offer the world? MeLeYSIA TRULY ASIA - so the rest of the cambodians, thais, laotian, indians, chinese, japanese -- all not Asia meh? Maybe they are not. Because they are not ONE like us here.

We are ONE despite me and the rest of u pork eater not given a 7% rebate for buying a house.

We are definitely ONE when u pork eater gotta make sure your company include a non-babi eater as a director, in order to qualify for jobs and tenders relating to the nation.

We cannot be not ONE when the related agencies and people do so much to help the deceased Teoh to cover up his own death, with reasons the deceased may not be aware of.

We are made to be ONE when you are made compulsary to attend ciku planting ceremonies by the leader of the country, appreciating the ciku trees and take pictures together to make sure the ONE project succeed.

We will definitely be ONE when they make sure you sit for your JPA exam and pray hard to get a job in the civil servant division only to make sure one out of 2000 of you babi eater get a place in it. The rest of the 15,000 allocation? For the real citizen of this ONE nation. so that they wont starve, so that they will keep up to the standard of the nation by being progressive-at-your-own-pace.

Whatever it is, I am really not so disturbed by all these. Cos, i seriously think I don't belong here. I would like to assume that i am just a foreign labour / expatriate who is unfortunate enough to got stuck here.. having to endure frustrating conversation with dumb operator from the telco company just to make a payment... what is wrong with u Maxis !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe it's not Maxis, maybe it's just the after-effect of the fasting month.. and how many times i must repeat myself? I am not Miss Lim, its MISS LEE !! And how many times i need to tell u i am making payment not investigating my own statement!!!

Never doubt the efficiency of us ONE nation.. we may be dumb, we may be slow, we may also be sleepy most of the time, but we are ONE

Nevertheless, despite all the hates and more hates, I still enjoy the will-make-u-die-faster deep fried curry puff.. and impressing the meley crowd with my highly admired flair in spoken and written meley language. And i think I am also doing quite well with my indian classical dance, that I can soon dance for a living. I think.. :D and the younger generation of the chinese clan, well I must say they have always embraced the concept of being ONE - they want to be jay chou, for the guys, and Jolin Tsai for the girls.. yah, one happy clone.. of ah lians and ah bengs..

Happy Independent Day Babi !!!

Oh.. a very muhibbah video for your view

above fiction is just a dream i had yesterday and does not pin-point any one group in particular, we are all babis, after all :)