a friend today was a little disappointed cause this guy she kinda ended up kinda liking someone else who wasnt a very nice person. i was confused but males being males, i figured that pyhsical attributes had a lot to do with it.
so pretty ar the girl?
no, not really but she's really fair.
so?
you know what i hate? when i live in this particular society where being fair means you have a great asset and being well, tanned is almost like a liability.
what is about being fair that people associate with beauty?
to me, nothing.
can you imagine how much the cosmetic industry is making by selling products promising to make you look sooo..fair and pale that it boderlines on deathly?
and whats worse is that girls actually buy them in hopes of turning into the next young fair maiden sought by men. i mean, get real.
have you ever really seen the results of some whitening products? they peel your skin so badly that it turns all thin, shiny and reddish. and thats not the best part. some necks dont even match the face! *laughs*
can you imagine? pinkish, shiny face with a neck that looks like it needs to be badly scrubbed with floor polish in order to keep up with the ever changing face colour. kesian.
tip. next time you see a shiny face, try observing her hands. mostly its a dead giveaway of what color she really is. and its really pathethic la.
can you imagine these people being on that gameshow where you have to match face with the correct hands or something? and the contestants would get really confused cos the entire person is like a united colors of benetton ad. really. i think if naomi campbell was in malaysia, she probably was a janitor at my school or something. nobody would appreciate her beauty.
while i do admit that some naturally fair skinned people are beautiful, i refuse to conform to the ideology that their fairness has anything to do with it. did you know that in some parts of the world, chicks actually die frying themselves in self-tanning salons?
a girl would look way better wearing a white tube top with beautiful tanned skin rather than pale skin with a white tube top, dont you think? doesnt really bring out the color does it, now?
whats beautiful is actually perfect skin. beautiful and flawless, regardless of color.
if you ask me, all that money use for whitening products- take it and do something about the fair girls with black armpits. eww. that says a lot about cleanliness you know?
and just so you know, im not a bitter tanned person.
p.s ikutlah petua kak nita. kak nita tak botox! kak nita cuma cuci muka dan amalkan selawat je.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
He proposed!
many many months ago, someone emailed me asking me to join this online service - sorta like friendster but not as popular and as hip (i guess..if you think friendster is hip). i did subscribe and became a member. it requested that i put in at least 10 people i know and ask them to join too. i did. and they did joined.
i left it biting the dust. but it was tiring getting alerts thru my emails and kinda irritating at times. until late last nite, i decided to open and see what was actually happening. ok. all the people whom i recommended to join were exactly like me. sleeping members.
the crowd seem to comprise of rempits mostly and then the desperate thirty somethings. there's this guy who wants me to join him every sunday at planet hollywood for sunday nite live. there's a 35 year old woman who desperately wants my phone number. nak buat ape?
oh. i got kinda like a marriage proposal from Bangladesh, no less! dont believe me?
"I came through your profile on ****, im looking for someone, Lets say my soulmate, to get to know them better, be true friends with them.. later on might fall in to a serious relationship leading to marriage maybe? Please dont mind if you are not interested but im kinda straight forward with what i do and desire... "
Regards n Care, Rz J. Ahmed
wow. D has some serious competition.
Who I'd Like To Meet : Anyone who like to be my friends. Any race and skin type...
are you absolutely sure you dont mind any 'skin type'. because i've got oily skin and i dont think you like that much. and even on good days it becomes combination skin which is oily around my t-zone and dry and patchy around others. oh, and i breakout at least once a month. so i ask you again, you sure you dont mind any skin type? or did you mean 'any race and skin colour?'
ARE YOU ABSOLUTELY CRAZY?
i left it biting the dust. but it was tiring getting alerts thru my emails and kinda irritating at times. until late last nite, i decided to open and see what was actually happening. ok. all the people whom i recommended to join were exactly like me. sleeping members.
the crowd seem to comprise of rempits mostly and then the desperate thirty somethings. there's this guy who wants me to join him every sunday at planet hollywood for sunday nite live. there's a 35 year old woman who desperately wants my phone number. nak buat ape?
oh. i got kinda like a marriage proposal from Bangladesh, no less! dont believe me?
"I came through your profile on ****, im looking for someone, Lets say my soulmate, to get to know them better, be true friends with them.. later on might fall in to a serious relationship leading to marriage maybe? Please dont mind if you are not interested but im kinda straight forward with what i do and desire... "
Regards n Care, Rz J. Ahmed
wow. D has some serious competition.
Who I'd Like To Meet : Anyone who like to be my friends. Any race and skin type...
are you absolutely sure you dont mind any 'skin type'. because i've got oily skin and i dont think you like that much. and even on good days it becomes combination skin which is oily around my t-zone and dry and patchy around others. oh, and i breakout at least once a month. so i ask you again, you sure you dont mind any skin type? or did you mean 'any race and skin colour?'
ARE YOU ABSOLUTELY CRAZY?
Sunday, February 19, 2006
be nice. it pays.
last saturday nite, me and D were out having thai food dinner. as usual we talked about everything and anything. and even talked some crap.
but he was relating a story that got me thinking. thinking about the past. and thinking about people and their pasts. past relationships to be exact.
my first sweetheart was somewhere in 1996. i was sitting for my SPM. he was in the same school.
his name was patrick. he was such a sweet boy. he would turn his seat whenever we had the same classes (he sat in front of me) and talk to me about stuff and after school he would walk with me to where i would wait for the bus till i left. he played the most awesome guitar at that time, and learned to play me my favourite song at that time, KRU'S apa saja. and he had a great voice. during the weekends, we'd take the commuter and go to LOT 10. we'd sit at bentley music and he'd buy me lunch. we'd have double dates with his cousin, ed.
later in our senior year, he became one of the first in school to drive. his parents bought him a kancil. and from then on, he'd send me home from school. i remember he gave me a quiksilver t-shirt one day after driving me home from school and i still have it till today, although its tattered and i dont even know what color it is anymore.
i remember prom nite, he borrowed his dad's volvo and took me to the prom. we had a great time. he called me before hand and ask what color tie he should wear. basically, he was really a very sweet guy and never put me down or made me feel bad.
i honestly dont remember how things ended, but i remember it was over when i entered varsity. but i remember calling him when i was lonely or felt outta place in the new enviroment.
during his college years, he migrated with his family to australia for good. i havent seen him since but he's in my friendster and still very much a really sweet guy.
i hope he gets a really nice girlfriend. after all, he deserves it.
during my early years in varsity i met A. he was the brother of my ex-classmate. honestly, i cant remember much good things about him but i certainly remembered the break-up and all the things that i HATED about him. he didnt cheat, or anything like that, but the way that he was always putting me down. i hated it.
he constantly was broke. he drove an old BMW but his mom would only allow him to drive to college and after that take the keys from him. he was the absolute worse at being on time. i was on the other side of town and he was in subang. we'd arrange to meet in KL at say, 2pm and he would arrive at 4.30pm. and give the lame excuse that he did leave home at 1.30pm but the train had left. and it didnt just happened once but like all the time. i hated it.
he'd tell me which places he wanted to eat and then tell me that he didnt have money, when we were already half way in. bangang betul. honestly, thinking about him rite now pisses me off.
i hated the ways he use to put me down. whenever i say i like a particular song or music, he'd tell me 'ala you suka sebab lagu tu keluar kat radio. so are so commercial. suka sangat lagu2 kat radio, tahpapelaa..'
and whenever he saw someone with tudung he'd make statements like 'apasal minah tu pakai tudung, taknak kawin ke?'- isk bangang betul.
and he's not even good looking. (i thot he was rich, i ended up paying most of the time - padan muke aku) he dresses like most dads would. that would be another heartache of mine. bracing myself for whatever outfit he'd show up in.
he messaged me recently on friendster wanting to 'bury the hatchet' or something. i just couldnt reply. i have that bitterness towards him still. i dont have any good memories to live by. just bitter and disgusted. till now.
i guess you should always be nice to your partners. be nice . even if at the end of the day things dont work out, you can always say you once had a great relationship. and that none of your exes are among the people you hate. buy her things, remember birthdays, anniversaries, give her flowers and take her on holidays. cheap holidays? she'll appreciate it more than you know.
you never want to be the bad ex, do you? the one who never took her on vacation. who never cared much. who put friends before her. who cheated on her. the one who bad-mouthed her after the break-up. who made her bitter towards men. the one who made her give up on love for fear she might encounter another you. worse still, she finds out you treat your current girlfriend to all the things that you never even gave her during your time together.
having an ex whom you get along with is like a good job reference. it pays. you shared a great life together. you once loved and shared dreams. why cut her off completely? she was a great girlfriend and no doubt she'll be a great friend.
love and let love.
but he was relating a story that got me thinking. thinking about the past. and thinking about people and their pasts. past relationships to be exact.
my first sweetheart was somewhere in 1996. i was sitting for my SPM. he was in the same school.
his name was patrick. he was such a sweet boy. he would turn his seat whenever we had the same classes (he sat in front of me) and talk to me about stuff and after school he would walk with me to where i would wait for the bus till i left. he played the most awesome guitar at that time, and learned to play me my favourite song at that time, KRU'S apa saja. and he had a great voice. during the weekends, we'd take the commuter and go to LOT 10. we'd sit at bentley music and he'd buy me lunch. we'd have double dates with his cousin, ed.
later in our senior year, he became one of the first in school to drive. his parents bought him a kancil. and from then on, he'd send me home from school. i remember he gave me a quiksilver t-shirt one day after driving me home from school and i still have it till today, although its tattered and i dont even know what color it is anymore.
i remember prom nite, he borrowed his dad's volvo and took me to the prom. we had a great time. he called me before hand and ask what color tie he should wear. basically, he was really a very sweet guy and never put me down or made me feel bad.
i honestly dont remember how things ended, but i remember it was over when i entered varsity. but i remember calling him when i was lonely or felt outta place in the new enviroment.
during his college years, he migrated with his family to australia for good. i havent seen him since but he's in my friendster and still very much a really sweet guy.
i hope he gets a really nice girlfriend. after all, he deserves it.
during my early years in varsity i met A. he was the brother of my ex-classmate. honestly, i cant remember much good things about him but i certainly remembered the break-up and all the things that i HATED about him. he didnt cheat, or anything like that, but the way that he was always putting me down. i hated it.
he constantly was broke. he drove an old BMW but his mom would only allow him to drive to college and after that take the keys from him. he was the absolute worse at being on time. i was on the other side of town and he was in subang. we'd arrange to meet in KL at say, 2pm and he would arrive at 4.30pm. and give the lame excuse that he did leave home at 1.30pm but the train had left. and it didnt just happened once but like all the time. i hated it.
he'd tell me which places he wanted to eat and then tell me that he didnt have money, when we were already half way in. bangang betul. honestly, thinking about him rite now pisses me off.
i hated the ways he use to put me down. whenever i say i like a particular song or music, he'd tell me 'ala you suka sebab lagu tu keluar kat radio. so are so commercial. suka sangat lagu2 kat radio, tahpapelaa..'
and whenever he saw someone with tudung he'd make statements like 'apasal minah tu pakai tudung, taknak kawin ke?'- isk bangang betul.
and he's not even good looking. (i thot he was rich, i ended up paying most of the time - padan muke aku) he dresses like most dads would. that would be another heartache of mine. bracing myself for whatever outfit he'd show up in.
he messaged me recently on friendster wanting to 'bury the hatchet' or something. i just couldnt reply. i have that bitterness towards him still. i dont have any good memories to live by. just bitter and disgusted. till now.
i guess you should always be nice to your partners. be nice . even if at the end of the day things dont work out, you can always say you once had a great relationship. and that none of your exes are among the people you hate. buy her things, remember birthdays, anniversaries, give her flowers and take her on holidays. cheap holidays? she'll appreciate it more than you know.
you never want to be the bad ex, do you? the one who never took her on vacation. who never cared much. who put friends before her. who cheated on her. the one who bad-mouthed her after the break-up. who made her bitter towards men. the one who made her give up on love for fear she might encounter another you. worse still, she finds out you treat your current girlfriend to all the things that you never even gave her during your time together.
having an ex whom you get along with is like a good job reference. it pays. you shared a great life together. you once loved and shared dreams. why cut her off completely? she was a great girlfriend and no doubt she'll be a great friend.
love and let love.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
D speaks to S
yes, we do not celebrate valentine's day...
we wish 'i love you' and 'i miss you' nearly every each day since the first day we're together.
we speak of how much we love each other, how we wanted to spend the rest of our days together and how wonderful it is each time we meet.
i guess we wont be celebrating v day again this year. we just don't because we celebrate our love everyday.
btw, if i may have forget to say it today, sayang, i love you so much.
im sorry that im always stuck in the office trying to finish my work. but i wanna let you know im always thinking of you and i love you so much. muahs!
we wish 'i love you' and 'i miss you' nearly every each day since the first day we're together.
we speak of how much we love each other, how we wanted to spend the rest of our days together and how wonderful it is each time we meet.
i guess we wont be celebrating v day again this year. we just don't because we celebrate our love everyday.
btw, if i may have forget to say it today, sayang, i love you so much.
im sorry that im always stuck in the office trying to finish my work. but i wanna let you know im always thinking of you and i love you so much. muahs!
Thursday, February 09, 2006
valentines? -no thanks.
me and d have never celebrated valentines day since we met almost seven years ago. reason? simply because we didnt see the reason to do so.
celebrating valentines day cost way too much than we're willing to fork out for some date which seems too insignificant for us. tgif closes for a couples-only set lunch/dinner which gets fully booked by the first week of feb. flowers are 300% more than what they usually cost. hallmark card are everywhere and everything else is pink pink pink pink.
do men actually like celebrating valentines day? looking at the stuff offered, seems that they're all about impressing the laydies.
flowers?- for her. expensive dinner at swanky place? -he pays, obviously . gift? - he gives, if lucky he gets one in return. he obviously has to do the driving and picking her up. sex?- if you treat her right, and obviously he has to pay to whichever fancy-schmancy place they decide to do the deed.
he's like up to his neck trying to impress her. and she obviously cant wait to see how much he loves her. please.
i prefer birthdays (its my day!!), anniversaries (aww..) and flowers outta nowhere. at least the guy uses his brain rather than following the sad male crowd on valentines.
which got me thinking that i couldnt remember the last time i ever received flowers from him. teruk la you. lucky you compensate with designing nice cards.
celebrating valentines day cost way too much than we're willing to fork out for some date which seems too insignificant for us. tgif closes for a couples-only set lunch/dinner which gets fully booked by the first week of feb. flowers are 300% more than what they usually cost. hallmark card are everywhere and everything else is pink pink pink pink.
do men actually like celebrating valentines day? looking at the stuff offered, seems that they're all about impressing the laydies.
flowers?- for her. expensive dinner at swanky place? -he pays, obviously . gift? - he gives, if lucky he gets one in return. he obviously has to do the driving and picking her up. sex?- if you treat her right, and obviously he has to pay to whichever fancy-schmancy place they decide to do the deed.
he's like up to his neck trying to impress her. and she obviously cant wait to see how much he loves her. please.
i prefer birthdays (its my day!!), anniversaries (aww..) and flowers outta nowhere. at least the guy uses his brain rather than following the sad male crowd on valentines.
which got me thinking that i couldnt remember the last time i ever received flowers from him. teruk la you. lucky you compensate with designing nice cards.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
lust, eh silap... lush factor part II
i remember back when i was in PPP-ITM, i had this one massive collection of porn pics of this particular girl. now, i must say that im a person whose not really into porn. no, really... why must i stare at the idiot box/pc/pictures/mags and wank myself up to the heavens whereas i can do it whenever, wherever i want?
with the exception of this girl, its totally a different (blue) story. now i've never tell this to s. hehe. only my frens back in college days would know how fucked up my pc went bagging massive hi-res pics of her. but i was never alone, i believe every yellow-coloured brain malay male who is about my age has somehow came across this girl. and believe it or not, all of them gagaed by her looks (and her, er, you know...).
i kept them pics until i met s. i cant remember wat happened. either i threw it out becus the pc kept hanging everytime i did my C++ codings or my dick went limp because of over wanking while looking at the pics in slideshows. hehe.
ladies and ehem, ehem gentlemen. i present you MY secret crush of all time... Miss Babyrina!
cantik bukan? macam setan...
p/s: to those who doesnt know who she is, damn, what have you done with your youth years?
with the exception of this girl, its totally a different (blue) story. now i've never tell this to s. hehe. only my frens back in college days would know how fucked up my pc went bagging massive hi-res pics of her. but i was never alone, i believe every yellow-coloured brain malay male who is about my age has somehow came across this girl. and believe it or not, all of them gagaed by her looks (and her, er, you know...).
i kept them pics until i met s. i cant remember wat happened. either i threw it out becus the pc kept hanging everytime i did my C++ codings or my dick went limp because of over wanking while looking at the pics in slideshows. hehe.
ladies and ehem, ehem gentlemen. i present you MY secret crush of all time... Miss Babyrina!
cantik bukan? macam setan...
p/s: to those who doesnt know who she is, damn, what have you done with your youth years?
Monday, February 06, 2006
Thursday, February 02, 2006
a pink lady weekend
feels really good coming home after a hectic vacation. three days, me+two sibling+one parent+one cousin+three aunties+grandparents+one uncle had time off in southern thailand. my supermom drove us down at dawn and reached in time to check in.
the hotels we normally stay were all fully booked so mom had us all settled for the hotel next to it called the pink lady. very nice hotel, smack in the middle of town. also is very famous for its lap dance and strip club.
incidents across the borders.
the hotels we normally stay were all fully booked so mom had us all settled for the hotel next to it called the pink lady. very nice hotel, smack in the middle of town. also is very famous for its lap dance and strip club.
incidents across the borders.
-from the streets, there are two ways into the lobby of the hotel. one, via the carpark and two, via the strip club. we didnt know what kinda place it was since shows only commence at eleven. so we were all having dinner in the streets and decide to experience a bit of the nite life when grandpa decides that he'd take grandma back to the room since they're tired and stuff. they think that a dark carpark is dangerous and opt for the other entrance. what do you know? they end up in a crowded bar AT THE PEAK of the show. the lady's prancing around around in her g-string. grandma is shaking like a leaf. she's like shit scared. grandpa takes her out quickly only to find out the only thing she was afraid of was the stripper throwing the chair at her. funny.
-we had the first round of thai ancient massage. the lady was really good. so we thought we're gonna do it again today with the same lady. only we cant remember her name. there are about thirty ladies doing massages in the hotel. auntie calls
we want the lady who came to room 527 yesterday
what lady? name?
i cannot remember. but she said 48 years. three children.
cannot cannot. i dont know.
you go check your log book.
no book, no book.
cousin suddenly remembers that she saw a number on the lady's shirt. she tells auntie.
send number fifteen.
massage no number! sexy dancer only have number!! you come second floor. you see. you can choose.
ok. so we grabbed our bags. hoping to find the massage lady who is apparently so good no one else will do.
this is so so so wrong. a huge life size aquarium. cutout fishes and shells in the background. sand on the floor with real shells here and there. and three benches. with women with numbers wearing practically nothing. ok. this is definitely not what we're looking for. plus there is no number fifteen anywhere anyway. i have a strong feeling the massage lady wont be in the aquarium. so we do what anybody else would do. we stare and and we stare. and we stare a bit more before we leave. cousin whispers we should come here again tonight without the aunties.
we actually did come back later that nite. a lap dance was in full swing. some dude in a tux pulled us in
come, come, sexy show, sexy show
is it free?
yes free! free! sexy show no charge!!
yes? free?
buy drink only.
cheh! sorry but we dont drink. anyways it was a full house. brother manage to catch a glimpse of topless thai chick grinding herself on stage to britney spears.
- the best bit probably is the reflexology we did at nite after a days' walking. really tough lady with magical fingers. bestnye. soothing and relaxing and almost fell asleep except for the nasal voice always in my ear pain you talk ok? pain you talk to me.
yeah. twas a great getaway. short and sweet
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