A Nudge here and a Tilt there.....

The last couple of months have not been good...
I was under tremendous love-hate turmoil with the love of my life --- my WORK (what were u all thinking ? O_o )
Its like a generic syndrome that attacks after a period of time doing certain 'thing' . I would term this RSI - repetitive stress injury :) a term i learnt from kio. Yeah, a continuous or repetition of action which eventually lead to great pain. It can be applied to most condition and situation; love life, work life, no life, anything.. anything that is being done in repetition and gives and after effect that is not exciting wud be RSI. Try being sodomied for 100 times. I am sure you wont be able to contain your poo for long in future. Dont know why? Cus i think the perimeter of ur anal enlarged and contraction is lesser cus all muscles wud hve died-ed :P

Anyway, this is not going to be about work... its about the time i spent frolicking which have brought me some new friends and some life.

I had so much more alcohol for the past 3 weeks, hence the inability to be able to save more money for Laos month end. I had so much more food with chargeable tax that I think my social responsibility towards the working industry is not bad, i donated money :)

Oh oh!! I also worked out more during this downfall period of relationship with my work :)
Yah, I can walk, jog, hike, run lots more than before. And my lungs did not explode and boobs not dropped :)

And surprisingly i did something outrageous... i went to the karaoke and opened my mouth - aside from eating. I SANG !! Aku MENYANYI !! And I went to the movie!! a Panggung!! A cinema!!! To watch a MOVIE !!

Honto desu ka?? O_o

I think i must have stepped on some evil jinx that makes me take a 360 deg turn and morphed me to being normal and have normal activities like the rest of the human beings.. but funny eh... i find that I can actually join the crowd :P and do things that i used to despise and rather sit and look at customer's database.

tapi itu dulu :P

Helo, its ME

It raya holidays and I've reports to do.. but i need to distract myself from work..
I tried guava juice with wine -- doesnt work, i ended up puking..
I tried facebooking -- everyone is enjoying their holidays and not online to post bitchy pics..
I tried sleeping but the afternoon heat is too hot..
So i gotta resort to.. blogging :S
I seem to have a lot to vent lately.. about anything, everything...

WAs looking into my friendster account and saw some comments... I saw some familiariaties in the comments made by all my frens...

from karisma kapoor* (not her real name)

This girl is truly amazing!!! It all started in secondary school when she started to memorize the English dictionary in an effort to improve English. Now, this exceptional woman takes up dancing ( salsa, mind you, nothing less and Indian classical dance) Basically what i have learned about this gal: Always expect the unexpected. She will always be doing something which you never imagined in your wildest dreams!!! XXXX never fails to amaze me each time I meet her....don't be fooled by the quiet exterior, you never know what surprises she's gonna pop at anytime:-)Its been great knowing you, girl!!!!!

from Maqqie Q *( definitely not her real name)
XXXX been a great and supportive friends all these while, knew her back in secondary school days....she definitely the centre of attraction in a crowd with her witty comments.....and definitely very good in her English command....her writing skills is definitely fantastic and sometimes you wonder whether she could be the next person in line to come out with some books!

from Lord Muruga * (nop, not her real name too)

well...if men were said to be from Mars then XXXX have certanitly proved that not all gals are from Venus as shesaid the most unexpected things at theleast unexpected time... but then againwe all need a friend like her to putsome laugh in our life... for I willnever forget all the crazy things she did back in school and am still countingthe crazy things...


Futsalina *( not her real name ler)

mangan, its been soooooo bladi long time never see u lah.. miss all ur sarcastic remarks ... come lah go yam cha one day with the rest of the jinx & reds fellas... all in all, ur still the agong that loves to pose ( although trying too hard showing off the boobies nyahaha ) in the pic.. crazie little chica you.. but now leng loi oledi ah u... hehe

madraven *( yah, thats his nick)

all know her as XXX , clever gals which good in study,a gals who care bout her famili. lost contact 10 years already,it happen so accidently,i look for Final Fantasy,her face appear on my LCD,thinking is it real XXX? c photo then i know already,is her big nose remind me.the way she talk still cruelty,this is XXX use to be.she got strong responsibility,she wan her job perfect only.is been 10 years already, thought she will got a big boobies,sadly it grow a bit only.but at least save her bra money.her face bcome more pretty.i dun say that ppl angry,dun wan roll over by lorry.be fren with her wont be lonely,she is kind of talkatif.dun try show off ur english,i still remember cin-der-la story.wanna know more bout XXX? u just click on add frens only,she will add u ASAP.my english poor dun blame me,im just a typical chinese.wish u gd luck XXX,hope ur boss bcome crazy,every month increase ur salary


Can ya all see what are the similarities in every description? :P

Post Alco

A sign that I am growing old ...

I have post alco syndrome... after 10 years of drinking!!
Yeah, the numerologist have told me many times i am confirmed to suffer from some chronic disease due to kidney and liver sulking..

C'mon... many pakciks and makciks have more todis and tobaccos than i do.. The occasional ciggie that I have aint gonna shorten my life that fast.. no? And alcohol... aint beer supposed to help cleanse the system since ppl go to the loo very often after a continuous consumption of it?

The only reason I can find myself dying is of being stabbed to death by being such a loud mouthed bitch.. or maybe some one will mow me down with a truck. Wait, i may also end up dead due to my inability to tahan from having stomach pain.. ya i sucks in the skill of controlling the battle of the tummy ache. I also cant stand being feverish.. It seems like a long torture to death..I would rather be mowed to death than to go thru the tormentous tummy ache..

This is the 3rd time I wasted the precious alcohol by vomitting it all out.. 3rd time in my decade of drinking.. Being the last person to stand tall after every 6 bottles of Chivas and now I have a new record, the first to drop dead after like... less than 10 glass of beer?? biiru!!!!

What is this??
Nan desu ka??
Apa ni??
Wei sum moh??

That's a very apparent sign that I am aging eh??

But i m still not giving up and i shall try harder on more vodkas, tequilas, mojitos, brandy, whisky and maybe some todi...

I HAD A CRUSH ON...

alcohol...


It was a
bitter crush when i had it during the 19th years of my life.. Bitter,
nevertheless tempting..




Liquid from cans never is my taste..
especially when they call it beer (biiru - in Japs, bir - in malay) cus it sound
like some unused parts of a bird or an ostrich in any languages.
And its not
helping when u have beers by the name of Tiger (so apek), Carlsberg ( ah beng
can say out loud but wud never be able to spell), Heineken ( sounds like some
foul word in Hokkien)..




So i diverted the attention to
svelte looking bottle with proper 'labels' - Black Label, royal names - Chivas
Regal , and names of handsome dudes- jack Daniels ( can u visualise Shayne ward
wen u mentioned- ' can i have a jack daniels? ' 0_0
And i wudnt mind call
myself a Hennesy Lee , if i have to :)




Despite having rash
and irritation every time i have 64% of kerosene content in my stomach, i still
pursue.. because... i dunno why... it taste better than plain water...




And coming from a 95% male dominated college doesnt help in
promotiing drinking iced milo for meeting session. Tho at times i find it
amusing why people drop dead on the floor after a glass of Martell mixed with
Stout and coke. I actually liked that combo very much...



I hate
the fermented grape juice though... why is people taking such a long time to sip
dat darn purple (murasaki- in Japs) liquid? cant they just gulp it in ???



then i had an optional early retirement from being an alki for a
couple of years.. till now..



I saw the murasaki liquid (wine
lar!!!) someone gave. 2 bottles somemore.. ma's not gonna drink it cus drinking
is not condoned here at home... As much as i dun fancy whiney wines, seems a
waste... I had a white lie... Told ma, I dunno what is dat and gave it away...



wtf



which 29 years old am not able to
differentiate a sparkling juice and a wine bottle?




so now i
have alco in my 100 plus, alco in my orange juice, alco in the mee's gravy. and
everythig possible.. i found my love again.... despite that its murasaki.. wat
the heck... it still have kerosene content in it..



I had alco
the week before, I had alco mid of the week, then i had alco again after buka
puasa, then i go home have more alco which i drenched in 100 plus so ma wont
suspect.



The next day, i had alco before i leave the house to
work.. then i think of how nice to have alco during work.. then i try to figure
how much alco i can fit into the milo cup at work so no one wud suspect.. I kept
thinking how nice to have an alco in the midst of a jam. Then I wud also like to
have alco by my sides when i have queries unanswered.



I sat and
stare wit alco in hand. I talk alco.. I spend so much more time in the alco
section in Jusco admiring the arrays of alco.



Am making a
grocery list with alco on top of the list. I wud like to have alco during
chousoku, chuusoku and yuushoku.



ya, i had a sudden crush on
alcohol.. I wud like to have a glass of ; biiru, shanpan, uisukii, wain,
burandee and watever thats on the same league..



Biiru wo mou
sukoshi ikaga desu ka?



burp... and i just had a paratha soaked
in ... u wont want to know...


-___-

It was a bitter crush
when i had it during the 19th years of my life.. Bitter, nevertheless tempting..




Liquid from cans never is my taste.. especially when they
call it beer (biiru - in Japs, bir - in malay) cus it sound like some unused
parts of a bird or an ostrich in any languages.
And its not helping when u
have beers by the name of Tiger (so apek), Carlsberg ( ah beng can say out loud
but wud never be able to spell), Heineken ( sounds like some foul word in
Hokkien)..




So i diverted the attention to svelte looking
bottle with proper 'labels' - Black Label, royal names - Chivas Regal , and
names of handsome dudes- jack Daniels ( can u visualise Shayne ward wen u
mentioned- ' can i have a jack daniels? ' 0_0
And i wudnt mind call myself a
Hennesy Lee , if i have to :)




Despite having rash and
irritation every time i have 64% of kerosene content in my stomach, i still
pursue.. because... i dunno why... it taste better than plain water...




And coming from a 95% male dominated college doesnt help in
promotiing drinking iced milo for meeting session. Tho at times i find it
amusing why people drop dead on the floor after a glass of Martell mixed with
Stout and coke. I actually liked that combo very much...



I hate
the fermented grape juice though... why is people taking such a long time to sip
dat darn purple (murasaki- in Japs) liquid? cant they just gulp it in ???



then i had an optional early retirement from being an alki for a
couple of years.. till now..



I saw the murasaki liquid (wine
lar!!!) someone gave. 2 bottles somemore.. ma's not gonna drink it cus drinking
is not condoned here at home... As much as i dun fancy whiney wines, seems a
waste... I had a white lie... Told ma, I dunno what is dat and gave it away...



wtf



which 29 years old am not able to
differentiate a sparkling juice and a wine bottle?




so now i
have alco in my 100 plus, alco in my orange juice, alco in the mee's gravy. and
everythig possible.. i found my love again.... despite that its murasaki.. wat
the heck... it still have kerosene content in it..



I had alco
the week before, I had alco mid of the week, then i had alco again after buka
puasa, then i go home have more alco which i drenched in 100 plus so ma wont
suspect.



The next day, i had alco before i leave the house to
work.. then i think of how nice to have alco during work.. then i try to figure
how much alco i can fit into the milo cup at work so no one wud suspect.. I kept
thinking how nice to have an alco in the midst of a jam. Then I wud also like to
have alco by my sides when i have queries unanswered.



I sat and
stare wit alco in hand. I talk alco.. I spend so much more time in the alco
section in Jusco admiring the arrays of alco.



Am making a
grocery list with alco on top of the list. I wud like to have alco during
chousoku, chuusoku and yuushoku.



ya, i had a sudden crush on
alcohol.. I wud like to have a glass of ; biiru, shanpan, uisukii, wain,
burandee and watever thats on the same league..



Biiru wo mou
sukoshi ikaga desu ka?



burp... and i just had a paratha soaked
in ... u wont want to know...


-___-

When The Heart Just Aint Gonna Wake Up Second Time

I am heartbroken -__- .

Sigh .

Sigh .

I no longer park my car at the back lane where i used to .

I no longer bother to even look at the produce of the day .

I no longer felt irritated seeing someone sleeping under the table .

I no longer am bothered why monies flushes faster than my poo.

I no longer participate in any mental cringing conversation .

I no longer hold on to the felt tip pen nor colleen color pencils .

I no longer am bothered about how my claims are done as long as its more than what I claim .

I now walk in the door with a frown .

I now park my car at a deserted place from the other .

I now dont even bother to peek thru the glass window to see how things are doin .

I now use 100 grammes paper to print my bank transaction and forgot .
about being thrifty .

I now bleached all my think cells to be purely blank and not be able to digest any instruction .

I also bombed my grey masses so I would not be able to provide any opinion .

I fried my heart so I can lose all compassion .

And the day I declined an opportunity to Buenos Aires, it confirms my doubt..

The level of regret does not surmount to a level expected.

I am now cleansed and in purity form.

I have no passion, no opinion, no feel, no nothing!!

So pure.... O_o