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I am a man

I wore this underneath my white dress to work yesterday…

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Finally I have the courage to experiment something different wtf. And I have to say it made a big difference on my whole outfit. Loveeeeeeeeeee it. Kinda reminds me of Jenny in Gossip Girl. And she’s only 14. Or 15. Not like it makes any difference but she looks so mature. Something I wouldn’t like being. Maybe that explains why I am so retarded.

Been listening to Fly fm a lot lately and there are so many people texting in to come clean bout their dirty little secrets and I would love to spill mine….I was a man.

Me: B! Come touch this!!!!!
Chinaman: *touches throat* WTF?!!!!! Am I dating a tranny?

Wtf la Chinaman. I really don’t hope so but it’s weird because I have this small bulge on my throat and I swear it feels like an Adam’s apple and it’s bigger than Chinaman’s. Hahahhahahahaha. Shit I feel like a man. All I need to do now is to talk and act like one. *clears throat* 

If I were a boy……….lalala. Speaking of which I really love Beyonce’s If I were a boy because everything bout the song is so true. I don’t think it’ll even last me a day being a boy. I think I’ll turn gay very quickly.

Random but…I want maroon leggings 🙂 Work tomorrow 😦 BC fair was exhausting but worth it if the number of students recruited this year goes up. Hehehe. *fingers crossed*

Okay sleep.

Monotonous

Work is no fun at all. I am so exhausted everyday even though work only starts at 9.30 and ends at 5. But the distance and the traffic make it all bad. And the heavy rain makes it worse. Agony wtf. It’s only the second week and I dread goin to work. And looking at the college kids at Taylor’s and Inti makes me feel old all of a sudden. It’s like I’m no longer in their league. I am a working adult now. So much responsibilities. Sigh.

I’M OLD.

Let’s proceed to the fun part shall we?

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today’s outfit. secretary *coughs*

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yesterday’s jinjang otutfit. please remind me not to dress like that again. but i love my yellow shoes 😀

 

Forgot to snap pics of previous outfits because I was quite busy. I think my life s rather boring right now. The only fun thing would be dressing up for work but it soon won’t be because I’m getting lazy. Haha.

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Must camwhore!!!!

 

Oh yeah, DEEEEPAAVAALLIIII!!!! NO WORK ON MONDAY! HAHAHAHAHHA.

Rude

Sometimes I feel like I don’t want to talk to anyone. At times like these I am easily annoyed when my parents talk to me. And at times like these I can only show how irritated I am by being rude to them. I really don’t want to be that way but I just wish that they can leave me alone. How am I supposed to let them know that I don’t want to talk?

I’m sorry.

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Still alive

Wow. It’s official. My blog is dead.

Which is why I’m gonna paint a few pictures here. Not really. I’m gonna scribble la. Hello world. I am here for the sake of posting an entry. Nothing in particular. Still jobless. Still ugly. Still fat. Still poor. Still ….. I don’t know. I think it’s fun not doing anything most of the time but I’m getting sick of it. I did posted a few applications online but not loud enough to be heard I guess. I understand la. I’ve worked in a HR recruitment department before. Who would be free enough to read every single online application? Nobody does. So it’s rather pointless to actually compete with the other few hundred applicants who happen to apply to the same company and the same position as you. You are lucky if they pick to read your application.

Or maybe I’m unwanted.

Ahhh…sour sour me *kicks and scream.

K. I’m out.

I need a job

Everyone seems to know where they are heading or what they’re gonna do in life but I don’t seem to care. Not that I really don’t care it’s just that I’ve never given a thought bout it. Afterall, I’ve always wanted to own something. Anything! Bakery shop, boutique, a store. Just any store! But my mom said it would be a waste to do all those with my degree. Not that I have the money anyways. Been thinking lately if banking is really my thing. What do I want in life? What do I want?

Seriously…I don’t know and I don’t care I really need to start applying for a job already!

International Business Management Grad. What can I do? Suggestions? Recommendations? Don’t ask me to be a teacher or some sort. I will die okay.

i’m not a humpty dumpty

i had a great fall. and i thought i broke a bone or something. i swear i heard a crack. and for that 5 minutes i just lay on the floor and cried. i was shouting too because it hurt so much i swear i couldn’t get up. mom and dad sent me to the hospital and did the x-ray thingy. thank god nothing’s broken. baby came to see me and all i could think of was “shit…no more high heels for the time being” wtf. mom was worried sick and i could see her trembling when i was wailing on the floor wtf..wailing. HAHAHAHA. anyways, no high heels and goin out for the mean time. BABI.

Langkawi 2008

Been lazy busy lately hence the lack of updates. I damn miss Langkawi la. The kurap guys, the laughter, the binge drinking, indian poker and so much more. This summer has got to be the best la. Sad to say Andy lost his camera and 400+ of pictures taken in Langkawi. Damn sad okay. And it had to happen on the very last night of our trip. Everyone was quite disturbed but memories stay in our hearts la. There’s always next summer right?

 

add together

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the girls

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the boys

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the vain

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the lovebirds

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the booze (no. we had more than 2 bottles. 10-11 i think)

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the cacat and the cool

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and the kuraps

 

we give you

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chaos

 

all i can say is

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fun trip

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cool people

 

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peace out.

Poor

I’m sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

So it’s been a while huh. I think my middle name is Broke because I’m so broke right now it’s not even funny anymore. Chong Broke Pin wtf. Nice name.

To add to my misery I went for a RM35 hair trim yesterday. Yeah hair trim. It wasn’t even a full hair cut and they charged me RM35. RIP OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! I’m a loyal customer okay. Not anymore. I despise you La Style. But I love the way the stylist trimmed my fringe. I think this is the only place where I don’t have to sigh a million times after returning home from a haircut. Dilemma. Boycott or not?

I am goin to Langkawi this coming Tuesday but no bikinis for me. Boooooooooo. And broke too.

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