people won't noticed they're taking advantage of someone until it's already too late. too bad.
ps: i just love this picture. vanity is not what it is. seldom got my picture taken. thanks naz.
Friday, June 30, 2006
catch you later alligator
due to unavoidable circumstances, i deleted a previous post. i had a good, peaceful day today. something happened. pissed me off. cycled for 45 minutes just to clear my mind. good quality O2 at ten o clock at night. scraped my new pedals. deleted the previous blog and about to be m.i.a in blogosphere.
people won't noticed they're taking advantage of someone until it's already too late. too bad.
ps: i just love this picture. vanity is not what it is. seldom got my picture taken. thanks naz.
people won't noticed they're taking advantage of someone until it's already too late. too bad.
ps: i just love this picture. vanity is not what it is. seldom got my picture taken. thanks naz.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
bola pool?? eeeeeeeeeeee
(five points for guessing what the title is talking about. clue: gay porn)
D & me were suppose to go kite-flying today. but the weather didnt allow us. no, not that it rained or anything, but it was too hot. 5pm and too hot.
whats wrong with us? we complain when its nice and sunny, we complain when it rains. dont we just wish the evenings were longer? more time at the open air mamak. more time to stroll. (stroll? who the fuck strolls anyway?)
* *
anyways, mr.200lb stalker texted me last friday saying that im being considered to join the company. really good company, really shitty people. him included.
im thinking, i'll consider working with you if there's a court order telling you to not come within the 5km radius of me.
its my first day at another place tomorrow. wish me luck. also means i'll miss picking ferickles from the airport tomorrow. he's G's friend from jakarta coming over to further his studies here. he'll be staying over at our house for a week.
he's such a nice guy, like all the others before him until he confessed his feelings to her. she dropped him like a hot potato and he turned into some clingy, pathethic soul. sigh.
what is it with these guys? what is it with her? believe me guys, no part of her is made outta gold. that included. stop it with the begging already. i dont think you'll like the way we laugh at all those lame attempts.
have a smashing week ahead. i know i will. well, at least i'll try.
D & me were suppose to go kite-flying today. but the weather didnt allow us. no, not that it rained or anything, but it was too hot. 5pm and too hot.
whats wrong with us? we complain when its nice and sunny, we complain when it rains. dont we just wish the evenings were longer? more time at the open air mamak. more time to stroll. (stroll? who the fuck strolls anyway?)
* *
anyways, mr.200lb stalker texted me last friday saying that im being considered to join the company. really good company, really shitty people. him included.
im thinking, i'll consider working with you if there's a court order telling you to not come within the 5km radius of me.
its my first day at another place tomorrow. wish me luck. also means i'll miss picking ferickles from the airport tomorrow. he's G's friend from jakarta coming over to further his studies here. he'll be staying over at our house for a week.
he's such a nice guy, like all the others before him until he confessed his feelings to her. she dropped him like a hot potato and he turned into some clingy, pathethic soul. sigh.
what is it with these guys? what is it with her? believe me guys, no part of her is made outta gold. that included. stop it with the begging already. i dont think you'll like the way we laugh at all those lame attempts.
have a smashing week ahead. i know i will. well, at least i'll try.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
pants... *wink wink*
(disclaimer: this is a gloat and boast post. read at your tolerance)
so when was the last time i bought a pair of pants?
that was a long time ago. i bought two, yes sir not one but two pairs of bootleg corduroys which costed me rm180 each. dat was 2004. oh yeah i bought a pair of grey slacks somewhat in december 2005 that costed rm80, just because i agreed to go to my ex-publisher's wedding at the Meridien. i ended up not giving him any angpow. hehe.
there was a time when i would just buy clothes like my mom in a super hyper market shopping spree and to make it bad, somtimes i would just wear them t-shirts and shirts only once. s would asked me sometimes what happened to that shirt/t-shirt/pants i bought in yadda yadda... i would just "i dont know la... i think lost it". i always ended up wearing the same thing over and over again until it has a permanent thick white deodorant stains. sigh.
but actually this is not about how much i would spend on clothes. nowadays i always end up buying new tees in FOS (they're not so full of shit after all u know. u get nice v-necks with that old seasoned look for only rm20. oh, how metrosexual can u be?).
this is about how i splurge. i was kind of stressed out when i got to know my editor went to germany to watch them bloody england wankers trying (try harder please...) to beat them swedish lads (wow, check out those swedish chicks over there). i mean i dont mind where he wants to go anyway, but can u please give me the local stories before u go?! can u actually believe he started to email me the stories TWO HOURS(!) before flight time? lucky me, i've got editor-in-chief tersayang. :P ya, saya memang gatal.
yeah so i was stressed out. when i tensed, i need, neeeeeeeeeeeeed to splurge. a friend asked me to go to on a vacation. yay! but my beloved art director (did i told you i was gatal?) needed me on monday for some press checks. there goes the vacation.
still hasnt found my escapism, i went straight to mvm after work to buy myself a capo for my guitar (oh i just bought a new guitar last month). i indulged myself looking thru wireless routers, mp3 players, thumbdrives, headphones, external harddisks at the IT centre until it finally struck me... I NEED A NEW BICYCLE!
went home and dropped by the bestest bike shop and drool myself on the bikes and the parts. after very, very, very, very, very much contemplating, googling, rolling on the bed, space staring and getting a massage (oh i went for a massage late last nite costed me rm80. it was gooooooooooooooood. dat's another story), i've decided to upgrade my old bike instead of buying a new one.
so the upgrades were:
handle bar x 1
stamp x 1
stamp adapter x 1
cranks x 1 pair
bottom bracket x 1
gear shifters x 1 pair
freewheels x 1
rear derailer x 1
totalled up to... KACHING! rm370.
with that price u can get a brand new bike. to justify my guilt, i said to myself that i have save rm200 because the bike dat i wanted is RM600. hehe.
so there goes one happy mofo. oh im so paris "lindsay-lohan-is-a-fire-crotch" hilton. do i sound like a girl? would i get more girlfriends then? did i say i was bloody gatal? told ya it's a gloat and boast post. who told u to read it anyways? u think of me differently now? haha! :P
so when was the last time i bought a pair of pants?
that was a long time ago. i bought two, yes sir not one but two pairs of bootleg corduroys which costed me rm180 each. dat was 2004. oh yeah i bought a pair of grey slacks somewhat in december 2005 that costed rm80, just because i agreed to go to my ex-publisher's wedding at the Meridien. i ended up not giving him any angpow. hehe.
there was a time when i would just buy clothes like my mom in a super hyper market shopping spree and to make it bad, somtimes i would just wear them t-shirts and shirts only once. s would asked me sometimes what happened to that shirt/t-shirt/pants i bought in yadda yadda... i would just "i dont know la... i think lost it". i always ended up wearing the same thing over and over again until it has a permanent thick white deodorant stains. sigh.
but actually this is not about how much i would spend on clothes. nowadays i always end up buying new tees in FOS (they're not so full of shit after all u know. u get nice v-necks with that old seasoned look for only rm20. oh, how metrosexual can u be?).
this is about how i splurge. i was kind of stressed out when i got to know my editor went to germany to watch them bloody england wankers trying (try harder please...) to beat them swedish lads (wow, check out those swedish chicks over there). i mean i dont mind where he wants to go anyway, but can u please give me the local stories before u go?! can u actually believe he started to email me the stories TWO HOURS(!) before flight time? lucky me, i've got editor-in-chief tersayang. :P ya, saya memang gatal.
yeah so i was stressed out. when i tensed, i need, neeeeeeeeeeeeed to splurge. a friend asked me to go to on a vacation. yay! but my beloved art director (did i told you i was gatal?) needed me on monday for some press checks. there goes the vacation.
still hasnt found my escapism, i went straight to mvm after work to buy myself a capo for my guitar (oh i just bought a new guitar last month). i indulged myself looking thru wireless routers, mp3 players, thumbdrives, headphones, external harddisks at the IT centre until it finally struck me... I NEED A NEW BICYCLE!
went home and dropped by the bestest bike shop and drool myself on the bikes and the parts. after very, very, very, very, very much contemplating, googling, rolling on the bed, space staring and getting a massage (oh i went for a massage late last nite costed me rm80. it was gooooooooooooooood. dat's another story), i've decided to upgrade my old bike instead of buying a new one.
so the upgrades were:
handle bar x 1
stamp x 1
stamp adapter x 1
cranks x 1 pair
bottom bracket x 1
gear shifters x 1 pair
freewheels x 1
rear derailer x 1
totalled up to... KACHING! rm370.
with that price u can get a brand new bike. to justify my guilt, i said to myself that i have save rm200 because the bike dat i wanted is RM600. hehe.
so there goes one happy mofo. oh im so paris "lindsay-lohan-is-a-fire-crotch" hilton. do i sound like a girl? would i get more girlfriends then? did i say i was bloody gatal? told ya it's a gloat and boast post. who told u to read it anyways? u think of me differently now? haha! :P
Friday, June 23, 2006
maafkan aku...
can't help feeling blue this friday morning... woke up to the song Demi Waktu - Ungu, playing repetitively inside my head.
immediately arrived the office, put on my headphones, turned on the song repeat 14975614540456586745 times.
i even downloaded the fucker's videoclip. sigh.
cewek2nya binal2 banget donk! i dig indonesian girls. no, not the bibiks. f**k u.
feels like singing this song to someone...
so not in the mood for a friday. no, my life is not like the song, watsoever. stop it.
immediately arrived the office, put on my headphones, turned on the song repeat 14975614540456586745 times.
i even downloaded the fucker's videoclip. sigh.
cewek2nya binal2 banget donk! i dig indonesian girls. no, not the bibiks. f**k u.
feels like singing this song to someone...
so not in the mood for a friday. no, my life is not like the song, watsoever. stop it.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
world cup? yes please!
yeah, im kinda letting myself get swept away by the world cup fever. not that im such a huge fan but enough of a fan to stay up till 3 and watch the worthy teams play.
my favourite bit about the world cup? why, the bit at the end where the men take off their shirts and exchange them! more than a dozen sweaty, muscular shirtless men will make any girls day (or night). and did you ever realize that footie stars always always have cool haircuts and sexy tight asses? and the more they sweat the sexier they get?
muahaha. im such a pervert.
my favourite bit about the world cup? why, the bit at the end where the men take off their shirts and exchange them! more than a dozen sweaty, muscular shirtless men will make any girls day (or night). and did you ever realize that footie stars always always have cool haircuts and sexy tight asses? and the more they sweat the sexier they get?
muahaha. im such a pervert.
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