Showing posts with label haha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haha. Show all posts

Thursday, 2 July 2015

苦瓜


Such a charmer.. More so singing live.
*heart eyes+drool*

I want to take him home.

Monday, 29 June 2015

You know I love you, Donna..

This was from Season 4 epi 15.
OMG.


How?!
And in the new season, we see more of Harvey's vulnerable side.

OMG. I love them both but it sucks to see them part.
(which i kinda believe it is temporary. Sucks to be litt. *laughs*)

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Procrastinate

There's this concert i would really love to go.
The sammi cheng one happening 1st august.

But ya know.. sometimes thy good friend, lazy, takes over thy body heart and soul. And when you got your arse ready to book them tickets, all the good seats are taken.

So who should i push the blame to?

Maybe the cockroach that was seen scurrying around the toilet that stop time around me because I had to spray baygone on it and then wash up affected area and inspect body to make sure thy enemy is indeed, dead.
phew. wasn't that more than a mouthful.

sorry not sorry.

But I'm mostly off my throne immediately when I see dirty dishes in the sink, clothes that screams "WASH ME PLEASE!", bed undone, hotwater flask lesser than half filled etcetera etcetera.

OMG have I morph into bao zhu po?!











Liddis. OMFG.

*checks self in mirror*

Permed hair - uncheck.
$5.90 PJs from chinatown - uncheck.
Disgrunted resting bitch face - MAYBE OCCASIONALLY.
Fag mouth - uncheck.
Big piece fully cup bra - uncheck.

I'm safe. For now.

okay.
this is getting depressing.
What a waste of bandwidth for this entry. *chuckles*

x

Thursday, 5 February 2015

Public transportations

Really knn one. sorry lah. I've to resort to vulgarities but this kind is really dulan until cannot.

Woes of travelling public.

1. Most common one. The group that refuses to move towards the back.

Reasons could be:
(i) Behind maybe got ghost.
(ii) They scared later go too far back, they cannot alight on time.
(iii) All the above.

knn. just move towards the back lah! if not, how can more people get up? you think other people no need to go home meh?!




















I kena a few times already okay?! Just because selfish people refuse to move, i cannot board the bus.

Old people I can turn a blind eye cause old people. Got trump card.

2. The pole is not your lover.

(i) Nin nahbey. The pole is not for you to hug ok? Unless you feel like pole dancing, if not don't hog it!
You want hugs, go home and hug your bolster. Or pillow. Or the legs of your dining table.

(ii) It is also not for you to kiap your butt crack. Basket if i want to smell ass crack on my fingers, i can rub my own. Neither do I need you to warm my fingers. Sheesh!




















(Becoz use arm to hold pole is too mainstream. ccb)

You know the pole can allow how many people to hold and sturdy themselves or not? You one person kiap the entire pole is fugging selfish, okay!

3. Eyes glued to smart phone are not very smart people.

(i) Wah this one takes the cake. You are on your ear piece already knn jialat cause you cannot hear when other passengers tell you "excuse me.".

You also bloody hell hog space because you are too engross with whatever is on that 5.5" that you don't even know that the bus is on fire and other people need to evacuate.

















Can have more situation awareness or not?!

(ii) And please hor. If the bus is packed skin to skin liao, put your stupid phone/tablet/newspaper down okay? Knn I don't need your elbows anywhere near me. or on me. or in my eye. (i short lah, can?)

4. Oldest trick of all. Sleep/Pretend to be blind.

(i) Fugging give up your seats to elderly, pregnant woman and kids lah.
Period.
End of story.
No buts. Nope. UH! nope!

Mai kay siao koon or did not see okay.




















I've seen cases where the poor pregnant lady was standing and facing a seated 18-20yr old girl (look like poly age lah). Her pregnant belly already bump into the seated shameless girl already.
That girl use eye power on the belly and look out of the window. Win liao lor.



















You next time pregnant liao, you know the pain.
Don't get me started on the man. Later they say we woman expect this and that blah.. *roll eyes*

(ii) Mothers kangeroo-ing one infant and holding on to the arms of a toddler.

This one jin cham. They need to take out ezlink card to *teet* and fasterly keep it and at the same time hold the hands of an active toddler.
The toddler is obviously below eye level. Some below ass level. Poor thing.
Then the bus swing here swing there. Mother one hand hold hand rail, another to the kid.
















WHY NOBODY GIVE UP SEAT? EYE POWER DOES NOTHING YOU KNOW?

And finally, 5. Smell

Please. For the love of all mankind and your own dignity, wear deodorant. Regardless you *think* you don't smell bad, just put on some.
Be a considerate commuter.




















You know how bad armpit can smell or not? And when you lift your arms to hold the handles........... ...
















Please la. You at changi, people at jurong also can die siol!

Which is why I always have vicks inhaler handy. If in need, inhale. FML.

The end.

Wednesday, 4 February 2015

An assortment of blabbering

This is a compilation of an assortment of unhappiness/happyness and musings that i've encountered since last year.

Nothing much actually. It is just some things i couldn't get past. Or need to share.

1. I'm not pregnant. (Stop asking and stop guessing.)

Quit smoking because it is about time i stop making excuses for myself.
(Although it means i've to work doubly hard at gym because stop smoking means I'll keep eating to kerb the urge.)

AND EVEN IF I DO get pregnant, i'll announce when I'm ready and when I want to. 
Not at your constant poking.
Or hinting. 
Or sarcasm.
















BTW, the joy of quitting the sticks is awesome. The dollars saved isn't significant because I spent it all on starbucks. HAHA.

But the smell. Holy shit. I never really understood how bad a smoker smell.
Your hair, your clothes, your breath.
No amount of perfume you spritz will help. You can pour the entire perfume on yourself and there will still be stale smoker smell lingering, somewhere somehow.

Your food taste better. Smoking really fucks up your tastebuds.

You can't get close to your friends kids the instant you see them. It is as understood agreement that one should wash their hands before touching other people's kid. (or isit just me?paranoid.)

Of course not forgetting the endless health benefits.
I could do 3.2km in 20mins now. (nothing to shout about lar. But quite a feat for me already.)
Means I can still pass my IPPT!
This pride surpasses the need to pick up the stick again. (for me at least. Some kinda pat on my back and encouragement for quitting.)

But I'm not perfect either coz sometimes I still steal a puff or 2 when I see my brother. heh.

BUT no. I am not pregnant.


2. I'm not pregnant.

Quit drinking altogether just as well. Because if i drink, I WILL NEED TO SMOKE.
Period.

3. You become your other half.

For the weaker (emotionally) partner, you will start behaving like your partner with time.
Can be good, can be bad. I've seen both.

4. Chinese New Year

How i hate this festive occasion.
But on the bright side, I welcome the long break.

The need to pretend to be happy to see a certain relative. All the unnecessary concocted polite conversations. OHHHH PUULLLEEEEESSSSSSS... *roll eyes*
















Isn't the occasion suppose to be happy and jolly? But you end up feeling stupid and jaded from all the efforts trying to be nice.

5. Welcoming the New Year 2015.

This year is a perhaps-could be year for me.
I might or might not leave my job. We'll see how it pans out.
This travelling distance is taking a toll.

6. My brother is married.















This is one of the biggest boulder that was sitting on my shoulder for the longest time.
(felt like my son got married..LOLLL)
Happy like a bird.
That was prolly the best thing that happened to start this year with a bang.
And I'm very happy he is blessed with a good wife.

7. This is getting too long and I've lost my train of thoughts. Maybe I should stop here. HAHA.

The End

Thursday, 8 January 2015

Travel bug

The itchy backside part of me is craving for yet, another adventure forth another continent.
But a tiny voice in me is keeping me grounded because of the plane crashes lately. :/

Of course, if your time is up, even walking on the pavement could get you killed. (no offence.)

Anyways.

Let's go!

This time, me lemmings for San Francisco (CA), LA and New York.
That said, if travel bug does come true, me thinks me is flying first class. Confine space in the economy seats just doesn't do for any flight longer than 13 hours!

I wanna see the golden bridge, watch an NBA match (not a fan but you just gotta do it.), go to the hollywood, meet a few idols (maybe?), check out the concert hall designed by Frank Gehry....
Too many things to do! And of course eat until fat!

So now, let's put things into reality.

Cost.

Flight cost should put me to about $10000. (SQ 2 way between san fran and sg) Haven't include domestic flights from san fran to La and to Ny.















Nahbeh.

Don't want to plan already.
Maybe until my $3 investment yields.

Sorry I wasted your time reading if you thought you could exchange itinerary pointers with me.

byebye.


Thursday, 17 July 2014

Insatiable craves

Have you ever want something so bad, so bad that you keep itching around on your seat.

1. You can't keep still for a moment.
(you shift from one ass cheek to another as if there were sand in your underwear.)

2. Your mind race with thoughts of it.
(coupled with visions of it that keeps flashing across your eyes.)

3. Your breathe quickens.
(with eager anticipation.)

4. You can't function properly at work or just anything that you were suppose to do on hand.
(keep getting distracted. The on-going mind games your heart is playing with your head. tsk tsk.)

And at the end of the day, all the adrenaline just goes to waste because your want isn't achievable.

Yet. (maybe.. just maybe..)

Then your body slumps into a pile of wretched mess in the end because you have used up all your energy in the above 4 mentioned.

Repeatedly throughout the day.


Bottomline is, what a waste to a good day doing nothing. Nothing productive, that is.
Just look at this blog entry.

*laughs*

Sunday, 6 July 2014

Life Trivial

The best and free oil blotter goes to :: napkins from starbucks.

Hahahahha!

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