Like, oh my god, really?

An interesting observation.

Get ready for it.






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Aite, here it goes.








sssshhh....there really are dumb blondes here!







Well okay. So I'm sure they're not literal dumb blondes. We don't stereotype here. But they sure as hell look and sound like one. I find myself staring cause I get so fascinated with the utter nothings that come out of their mouth.

I don't stalk, just curious about the wonders of the world

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Five mins after I wrote the above blog, one of my observed specimen walked into my room and said.


I just got soooo lost in this building (eyes wide open)


Wow! How can my life get any better than this?

Nasi lemak cravings

What up people of the world!

I'm baaaack. To many who might have been wondering,I am not dead, I have just been settling down and getting my thoughts together so I can write a nice blog bout my new life here in the States. So here goes.

Well.......my thoughts are not exactly together yet. I am extremely homesick and lonely here and should somebody offer me a ticket back home, I would jump for it in an instant. I'm sure the feeling will pass. I hope the feeling will pass. Yeah, I know it will pass.

I miss Ma physically being there for me. I need that hug that tells me everything will be fine.

I miss Abang for our late night snacks and me lying on your bed talking non stop while you pretend not to listen.

I miss WJ who says everything I need to hear by being silent.

I miss Atuk, Uwan, aunty, uncle, couz and the whole crew, sorry for not spending enough time with you before I left.

I miss Uncle Jean cause I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to him before I left. I know you are looking after me from above.

I miss my college buddies, Zat, Hana, Fariq, Ainul,Marsh,Umyra,Sarah,Aiman bomb, Arizz n Dodo (you both fall under this category too). If you guys were here, we would have rock this place out!

I miss my girls, Wawa, Lisa, Chix, Ella.With whom do I talk nonsense shit to?

I miss my friends who always got my back, Altaf Khan,yeah that's you! and Piang who makes me laugh cause he is just so funny to look at.=p

I miss Malaysia where you can wear shorts and eat nasi lemak with sambal and ayam goreng, and you don't have to worry whether it's halal or not.

I miss my room at home which have the best bed in the world, my teddy bears, my guitar and my awesome speakers.(<----it is REAL awesome!)

I miss you, whoever you are who takes the time to read my blogs. Haaaa...I think I feel a little better now.

I'm sure there are some people who reads this that are away from home. Does it get any better?

Take-Off

In 3 hours I'll be on my way to the New World.

Please pray I get there safely.

I'll miss Malaysia.

shocking and saddening

If someone was to ask me what my greatest fear is, it would be to one day find out that I am infertile and unable to bear children.

I was in Uptown with Zat tonight getting some unhealthy and greasy yet deliciously hard to resist food. At one of the stall, 2 girls I guessed probably age 8 and 14 were taking orders from the customers. They were straight to the core Jinjang/Lala 101 [reminds me of Luiz ;)] with their oversize thigh length blouse and black tights and heavy makeup (why are they wearing makeup anyway?). So what they do is take orders and then deliver them around.

Anyone who have ever eaten there at 1 am in the morning knows how uber creepy that place is. And it is not just this 2 dolled up girls that I saw walking around strangers, there were boys and girls as young as 4 years old playing,alone, at many of the unoccupied stalls.

We hear in the news the increasing rate of kidnapping in Malaysia. Oooo aaa...takut nye. Lets keep our children safe! But reality is, our behaviour makes it all the more easier for predators.

I look over and I see their mothers and fathers sweating it out trying to make an honest living for their family, and for a moment I feel bad for thinking what I thought and I understand how hard it is some people have it in life. But I don't think any amount of money is worth losing your child.

If those girls were my little sisters, cousins or nieces, I would never let them do that.

19 candles

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Fariq,
Happy birthday to you.

I know you are reading this. Where are you my friend?
Ape plan? bosan dowh... OU jom!

='))))

aarrr?!?

The story goes, I was getting into the LRT today. People jostling about getting in and out even though we ALL know we should let passengers out first before trying to get in. Who listens to rules anyway? Well, naturally, this author do.

So, this Auntie, let's call her Auntie A runs right in wanting to get the last vacant seat. While busy making sure she beats everyone to it, she stubbed the toe of Auntie B. Okay, everything happened in either Mandarin or Hokkien or Hakka, I don't know, but I'll try to decipher best as I can.

Auntie B : *@($@)%@)@*$%@*#%@)^
[ aargh!!! SSOOO painful!!!! you blind is it? spoil my toe and my nice shoes some more!waaa waa waa. what you wanna kill me ar?]

Auntie A : (sitting nicely on her well deserved seat) &%#%&*&%#$%
[ haiya..sorry ah.. didn't mean to]

So, I thought that would have been the end of it. Aaa,nope. Auntie B kept on warbling on and on about how painful her precious toes are to anyone who would listen. I could tell that the lady next to her, whom I assumed to be her daughter, was embaress of her mother's antics.

So there she goes, ranting and cussing while Auntie A just looked on helplessly. And when Auntie A got off her exit, if looks could kill, Auntie B had already slash a dagger through her.

I mean? Hello woman! She already said she was sorry. You think she purposedly did that to you for pleasure or something? Again with my theory, some people just don't observe good manners.

At times like this, I wish I could drive and had a car so I wouldn't have to go through all the LRT's boo shit. But if I did, then I would miss all the fun of seeing how 'evolve' we Malaysians are becoming!

-_-"

Anyway, I got my laptop back today. Muahx. aaahhh...i love the sound of my keyboard tapping.

Shout out to big brother. Happy 22nd birthday! =))))

shmuff smurf

Hey people of the world,

It has been 2 weeks. I'm sorry. My laptop is in the workshop getting her juices renewed (sounds a little kinky right?). And I just don't feel comfortable blogging from my brother's computer. I don't know why I feel that way, I just do, okay.

The mood right now is not good. But at times like this, you get to know who your friends are.

WJ,How is it possible that someone can make you feel so much better with just one message from way across the ocean. You always ALWAYS know the right thing to say.

Arizz, my other fabulous half, knowing that you care makes it all better.

Rajiv, for being sweet even when you don't know what you are being sweet for. You so blur Dodo bhai! Thanks for the candles.

Fariq, my go-to man for everything and will forever be my reference for all things from fashion to gay men.Haha

And lastly Altaf, whom out of all surprise me the most. What a great supportive friend you are.

I must have done something great to deserve you guys. I had to share this to the world.