You know how much I loathe Eduwingyelsdis right? He's like the most sibuk person on earth.
Sibuk as in 'kaypochi'. Not busy. All the time that I 've been here, never have I actually seen him do any work. Like seriously. Asyik merayap je kerja dia.
Anyway, he's just around. And it's annoying me. The air smells funky and there's this negative vibe on this floor. Must be him. No, it's definitely him.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Guess who's here?
Hey all. Eduwingyelsdis is here.
He's looking at the screen...trying to see what I am writing.
Eduwingyelsdis is showing Christina the video about the boy who wore the MU t-shirt ("Jersey la. Not t-shirt. Haiyooooh!" says Eduwingyelsdis) okay, JERSEY, at the Liverpool training thingy at Bukit Jalil Stadium yesterday.
Me: How would you describe the MU fan?
Eduwingyelsdis: Bodoh. It's like going to a tiger and going "Eh, you berani...gigit la. You berani gigit la.."
Christina: Aiyoh...poor boy. Sharm, you write la stories about that poor boy.
Anyway, it is so difficult writing this post. Eduwingyelsdis is looking at me. I'm pressured. I know that he is here looking for the seventh member, (who thankfully, is not around!)
Eduwingyelsdis: If my girlfriend reads this blog...habislah. See, how selfish you are?!
We're going to makan. On Eduwingyelsdis.
He's looking at the screen...trying to see what I am writing.
Eduwingyelsdis is showing Christina the video about the boy who wore the MU t-shirt ("Jersey la. Not t-shirt. Haiyooooh!" says Eduwingyelsdis) okay, JERSEY, at the Liverpool training thingy at Bukit Jalil Stadium yesterday.
Me: How would you describe the MU fan?
Eduwingyelsdis: Bodoh. It's like going to a tiger and going "Eh, you berani...gigit la. You berani gigit la.."
Christina: Aiyoh...poor boy. Sharm, you write la stories about that poor boy.
Anyway, it is so difficult writing this post. Eduwingyelsdis is looking at me. I'm pressured. I know that he is here looking for the seventh member, (who thankfully, is not around!)
Eduwingyelsdis: If my girlfriend reads this blog...habislah. See, how selfish you are?!
We're going to makan. On Eduwingyelsdis.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
This is for Bboy...=)
Bboy is my other biggest fan....and wants a blog post dedicated to him...so here it is. Inspired by some of Twitter's recent trending topics, I have created a new hashtag #replacemovietitleswithbboy
Sorry sidetrack sikit.
OMG. Rizal is here.
Jastin: How?
Rizal: Minum.
Jastin: Sharm. You wanna go?
They are still looking at me. Jastin wants a reply. OMG. What?
He just said hello. If I am still sitting here and not saying anything...obviously I tak nak pergi right. Apahal dengan diorang ni? They are still here!
Jastin: Okay, nevermind.
OMG. I think he merajuk. "You merajuk ah?" I ask. "No lah, why I wanna merajuk for such things."
Rizal and Jastin...going for tea.
Rizal is laughing..a silent evil laugh. THEY ARE STILL HERE! OMG! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?
"See you tomorrow."
Back to my original blog post idea. Here are some of the titles:
Sorry sidetrack sikit.
OMG. Rizal is here.
Jastin: How?
Rizal: Minum.
Jastin: Sharm. You wanna go?
They are still looking at me. Jastin wants a reply. OMG. What?
He just said hello. If I am still sitting here and not saying anything...obviously I tak nak pergi right. Apahal dengan diorang ni? They are still here!
Jastin: Okay, nevermind.
OMG. I think he merajuk. "You merajuk ah?" I ask. "No lah, why I wanna merajuk for such things."
Rizal and Jastin...going for tea.
Rizal is laughing..a silent evil laugh. THEY ARE STILL HERE! OMG! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?
"See you tomorrow."
Back to my original blog post idea. Here are some of the titles:
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Bboy
- Mr Popper's Bboy
- Tolong! Awek aku Bboy!
- Kung Fu Bboy
- X-Men: First Bboy
- Green Bboy
- Transformers: Dark of the Bboy
- Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Bboy
- A Beautiful Bboy
- Mysterious Bboy
Where is Rizal?
That is what Jastin wants to know....he just got a phone call, and went "Hey bro."
He walked off. Most probably because he knows that I'll transcribe whatever I hear. Oh, he's back. He's looking at the screen. Still looking. Hello? What is so interesting on the screen lah..
OMG! It's Martin. He just walked past us and Jastin said hi. Then I said hi. And Martin said hi back. If only he knows that I'm updating his favourite blog. Okay, Jastin is still reading whatever I'm typing.
"Fine, I'll do my work. Oh...Rizal is here. I wanna go see Rizal. You wanna go?"
"You have lost an awful lot of weight. And I found it," says Martin. Then he realised that I'm updating the blog.
"It's sad when some things don't grow and evolve," Martin says to Jastin...and walks off.
Like seriously people. See what you're making me do. You want me to update a blog that Martin hates. And Jastin is still looking at the screen.
"I am not," he replies. Like hello...how would he know I typed that if he wasn't looking? Ish.
He walked off. Most probably because he knows that I'll transcribe whatever I hear. Oh, he's back. He's looking at the screen. Still looking. Hello? What is so interesting on the screen lah..
OMG! It's Martin. He just walked past us and Jastin said hi. Then I said hi. And Martin said hi back. If only he knows that I'm updating his favourite blog. Okay, Jastin is still reading whatever I'm typing.
"Fine, I'll do my work. Oh...Rizal is here. I wanna go see Rizal. You wanna go?"
"You have lost an awful lot of weight. And I found it," says Martin. Then he realised that I'm updating the blog.
"It's sad when some things don't grow and evolve," Martin says to Jastin...and walks off.
Like seriously people. See what you're making me do. You want me to update a blog that Martin hates. And Jastin is still looking at the screen.
"I am not," he replies. Like hello...how would he know I typed that if he wasn't looking? Ish.
Nelsen's here
Nelsen: Bising betul!
Jastin: Bro. Where are you going? Stay here la.
Nelsen: *fingers typing action* Settle some things sikit.
Jastin: Hmm...ahh. That's all?
He's looking at me now. And touching the mouse.
Jastin: Is that how you update ah? *turns to the right* Eh, bro...pakai lagi ah? Pink ah..
He's now talking to Ehfan about some "magical" bracelet thingy. Ehfan is behind me. Jastin is on my left. They are talking about being recalled or something.
Jastin: Why? Why? Why?
Me: Nothing.
Jastin is still looking at the screen. He can't believe that this is how I update my blog.
Haih. Drama. I asked Jastin something about a mutual friend and he replied. Then when he saw that I was actually typing his reply out, he freaked out and ask me to delete it!
Ish...doesn't he know how this blog works?
As I'm editing this blog, Jastin asks, "Eh, can edit ah?" I say yes. "Put it in la, that I asked if can edit it."
Memang susah nak layan my fans ni...
Jastin: Bro. Where are you going? Stay here la.
Nelsen: *fingers typing action* Settle some things sikit.
Jastin: Hmm...ahh. That's all?
He's looking at me now. And touching the mouse.
Jastin: Is that how you update ah? *turns to the right* Eh, bro...pakai lagi ah? Pink ah..
He's now talking to Ehfan about some "magical" bracelet thingy. Ehfan is behind me. Jastin is on my left. They are talking about being recalled or something.
Jastin: Why? Why? Why?
Me: Nothing.
Jastin is still looking at the screen. He can't believe that this is how I update my blog.
Haih. Drama. I asked Jastin something about a mutual friend and he replied. Then when he saw that I was actually typing his reply out, he freaked out and ask me to delete it!
Ish...doesn't he know how this blog works?
As I'm editing this blog, Jastin asks, "Eh, can edit ah?" I say yes. "Put it in la, that I asked if can edit it."
Memang susah nak layan my fans ni...
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Jastin and Rizal had tea. I was there too.
Me: Indra told me about what you guys did last weekend. But I can't tease you about it because Jastin is here.
Jastin: What's it about?
Me: Sorry, I can't tell you. I told Indra I won't tell anyone. I asked her permission if I can tell Nasa and Ian. She said no. Then I asked her if I can tease Rizal about it. She said yes.
Jastin: Is it about Bersih?
Me: It was inspired by Bersih. Sorry, that's all I can tell you.
Rizal: I think I know what you're talking about.
Me: (Looking at Jastin) I know it's frustrating when people want to tell you something but they won't tell you anything. I feel like slapping people like that all the time.
Jastin: I feel like slapping you now.
Jastin: What's it about?
Me: Sorry, I can't tell you. I told Indra I won't tell anyone. I asked her permission if I can tell Nasa and Ian. She said no. Then I asked her if I can tease Rizal about it. She said yes.
Jastin: Is it about Bersih?
Me: It was inspired by Bersih. Sorry, that's all I can tell you.
Rizal: I think I know what you're talking about.
Me: (Looking at Jastin) I know it's frustrating when people want to tell you something but they won't tell you anything. I feel like slapping people like that all the time.
Jastin: I feel like slapping you now.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Bersih, tak Bersih...bahu aku sakit jugak.
Okay, this post is for Jastin. You people might think that I'm being extra nice to Jastin and am always indulging him. Yes, you are right. That is because Jastin is special and I've always been told to be nice to be people who have less than us. E.g: brains.
Bersih. My story.
5am: Woke up. Showered.
6am: Picked Nasa up from her place. Was expecting her to get into the car from the passenger side. But she came in from the other side and freaked me out. Good to know she's stealthy.
6.20am: At the KL Sentral monorail station. Station empty. Only three other people on the train other than Nasa and myself. They all looked like criminals. Okay...maybe not the kakak on my right.
7am: Walked towards Swiss Garden. Called Karr Wei and woke her up. Had roti canai and kopi ais for breakfast. Fifi and Karr Wei joined us. Everyone in the restaurant macam muka suspek je. Except for us of course.
8am: Walked to Bukit Bintang with Eng Hock, Isabelle and Nasa. Met Fifi and Ong there. Ong looked like a schoolkid...but then, he always looks like that. Bukit Bintang full of media personnels. Where the hell is everyone else?
9am: Bored. Had McDonald's coffee. Nasa found out that they gave out free re-fills. We re-filled. Nasa had to pee. Went to Lot 10. Found a million people queuing up for iPad 2. Like seriously people?
10am: Walked towards BB Plaza. One of the money changer stall's alarm was going off. Like forever. Macam sial.
10.30am: Stop sekejap. Makan KFC. Smsed Christina about it. She told me took look around - just in case Ibrahim Ali was sitting next to me. Looked around. He wasn't there.
11am: Decided to take the monorail from one end to the other and see what the hell is actually going on everywhere else. The most exciting thing we saw was the Puma shoe sale at Berjaya Times Square. Or was it Imbi Plaza? I donno. Nasa had to take another pee break.
12pm: The bloody alarm's still blaring. Looked for the security company's number. Obviously, they are the worst security company in the world and I wanted to just yell at them. No one picked up.
1pm: The whole world was standing in front of KFC. Waiting for Patriots to show up. Suddenly, everyone started running towards Jalan Pudu. Don't know why. So obviously, Nasa and I did what every Malaysian in that situation would do...we followed blindly. Oh, it was the Bersih gang. Someone offered me a sticker. I said 'No thanks'.
1.20pm: Back at KFC. The damn alarm still blaring! A four-wheel drive was parked in front of it...with a bunch of people in, on and around it. They were distributing red Patriot t-shirts. KJ then came out of no where. If Nasa's theory is to be believed, he parachuted himself in. I believe her.
1.30pm: *Hoo-haaa...hoo-haaa...hoo-haaa* Bising, bising *Hidup Malaysia!* Alarm:bibubibubibubibu* Nasa and I were told to go to Petaling Street to find out what's happening there. We ran. Like marathon runners. Well, maybe slower. Then we decided to jog. Then walk.
1.45pm: Nightmare started. Nasa and I were trapped in the middle of Jalan Pudu. FRU trucks and personnels on both ends. Couldn't get out. It started to rain. Then tear gas. Nasa and I found shelter. Slightly felt the effects of tear gas. Decided to walk. And then it happened. A tear gas canister dropped right in front of me and Nasa. I went, "Nasa! RUN!"
2pm: Felt the full effect of the damn tear gas. Was asking myself "Why the hell am I here again?" We were trying to walk, breathe and not die from being trampled on. Well, that's just me...since I'm super clumsy.
I could hear Nasa coughing her lungs out behind me. I couldn't see at all. Walking with my eyes closed, holding on to some pak cik in front of me.
Then there it was - what was used to be a fence...now all flattened, with the wires sticking out. I had to cross that and the drain to get to the other side.
I had a feeling I was going to trip and bring the pak cik down with me. But I managed to stay calm and pretend I was playing 'zero-point'. I jumped across. I made it. So did the pak cik and Nasa.
Was calm enough to get the water bottle out of my bag, pour it on my eyes, wet the towel and cover my nose. Took the toothpaste out (thank you Chan Tak Kong for advising me to bring Darlie (not Colgate...but Darlie!) as a precaution) and put it under my eyes, and ate some salt.
Felt much better.
The tear gas attacks kept going on. We were hiding behind the hospital. Could see doctors (they were wearing scrubs and white jackets) on the first/second floor waving Bersih t-shirts and shouting encouraging words. Dude...tak payah operate orang ke?
Anyway, we survived more tear gas and water cannon attacks. Got out from the hospital grounds. Saw Sivarasah getting arrested. Thought it was the end of it, but no. Walked towards the FRU trucks. They fired more tear gas at us. We were like "Eh, apahal diorang ni?"
Started running again.
One dude was badly injured. His friends were like screaming for water. I went to him with my water bottle, but standing that close to him, I felt the effects as well. It was so bad, I had to pour the water on myself...and as other people started helping the dude, I told Nasa that we should get the hell out of there.
4pm: Re-grouped with Eng Hock and Isabelle. Babi punya alarm still going off! Went around interviewing people whose businesses were affected that day.
Eng Hock said that there's something going on at KLCC and we should walk towards there. Yeay, walk.
Nasa and I dragged ourselves to KLCC. Our feet were just not moving as fast as they did a few hours ago.
Then Eng Hock said we should go to Wisma MCA.
5pm: Nothing happened at Wisma MCA. Eng Hock told us to go back to the Swiss Garden hotel on Jalan Pudu. Nasa said we should hitch-hike. Saw one dude on a motorbike and the other on a bicycle. I 'chup-ed' the guy on the motorbike. Nasa said forget it.
We dragged ourselves back to the hotel. It was like forever. Then another nightmare began.
Saw a lady standing by the side of the road, with a suitcase in one hand and a confused expression on her face. I told Nasa, "If she asks for help, the only thing I can give her is water."
Like I expected, she asked for help. "Hello, miss. Do you know where is Swiss Garden hotel?
I just looked at her and said, "We are going there. Follow us."
In a nutshell, she's from China and it's her first day in Malaysia. The taxi driver dropped her off near KLCC and told her that the hotel is five minutes away. We told her that it was not. She followed us.
15 mins later.
Lady: How many more minutes?
Nasa: Fifteen.
Lady: Five-zero?
Nasa: Fifteen.
Lady: Five-zero?
Nasa: NO. ONE-FIVE!
20 mins later.
Lady: Hotel big? Can see?
Me: Yes, hotel big. But you can't see from here.
23 mins later.
Lady: Can see hotel?
Me: No.
25 mins later.
Lady: Can see hotel?
Me & Nasa: *ignore*
30 mins later.
Lady: Can see hotel now?
Me: Apasal perempuan gila ni? Dah lah menyusahkan orang, bising nak mampus.
Nasa: OMG, she's so annoying.
We reached Jalan Bukit Bintang.
Nasa: Sharm, what's different here?
Me: I donno.
Nasa: The damn alarm is off!
Me: YEAY!
Lady: Can see hotel now?
Finally, at Jalan Pudu.
Me: There. Can you see Swiss Garden. That is your hotel.
Lady: Aaah...I can see. Thank you.
Nasa gave her directions to the main lobby. We had to walk in a different direction. Thank god. Screeching sound. Turned around. Lady almost got knocked down by a motorbike. Seriously lady, we didn't bring you all the way to the hotel just to see you die in front of it!
7pm: Reached hotel. Sent in story. Balik rumah.
8pm:
Me: Mom, I can't walk.
Mom: Don't even complain about today. You asked for it.
10pm: Shower + painkillers + muscle relaxant = Tidur mati.
Bersih. My story.
5am: Woke up. Showered.
6am: Picked Nasa up from her place. Was expecting her to get into the car from the passenger side. But she came in from the other side and freaked me out. Good to know she's stealthy.
6.20am: At the KL Sentral monorail station. Station empty. Only three other people on the train other than Nasa and myself. They all looked like criminals. Okay...maybe not the kakak on my right.
7am: Walked towards Swiss Garden. Called Karr Wei and woke her up. Had roti canai and kopi ais for breakfast. Fifi and Karr Wei joined us. Everyone in the restaurant macam muka suspek je. Except for us of course.
8am: Walked to Bukit Bintang with Eng Hock, Isabelle and Nasa. Met Fifi and Ong there. Ong looked like a schoolkid...but then, he always looks like that. Bukit Bintang full of media personnels. Where the hell is everyone else?
9am: Bored. Had McDonald's coffee. Nasa found out that they gave out free re-fills. We re-filled. Nasa had to pee. Went to Lot 10. Found a million people queuing up for iPad 2. Like seriously people?
10am: Walked towards BB Plaza. One of the money changer stall's alarm was going off. Like forever. Macam sial.
10.30am: Stop sekejap. Makan KFC. Smsed Christina about it. She told me took look around - just in case Ibrahim Ali was sitting next to me. Looked around. He wasn't there.
11am: Decided to take the monorail from one end to the other and see what the hell is actually going on everywhere else. The most exciting thing we saw was the Puma shoe sale at Berjaya Times Square. Or was it Imbi Plaza? I donno. Nasa had to take another pee break.
12pm: The bloody alarm's still blaring. Looked for the security company's number. Obviously, they are the worst security company in the world and I wanted to just yell at them. No one picked up.
1pm: The whole world was standing in front of KFC. Waiting for Patriots to show up. Suddenly, everyone started running towards Jalan Pudu. Don't know why. So obviously, Nasa and I did what every Malaysian in that situation would do...we followed blindly. Oh, it was the Bersih gang. Someone offered me a sticker. I said 'No thanks'.
1.20pm: Back at KFC. The damn alarm still blaring! A four-wheel drive was parked in front of it...with a bunch of people in, on and around it. They were distributing red Patriot t-shirts. KJ then came out of no where. If Nasa's theory is to be believed, he parachuted himself in. I believe her.
1.30pm: *Hoo-haaa...hoo-haaa...hoo-haaa* Bising, bising *Hidup Malaysia!* Alarm:bibubibubibubibu* Nasa and I were told to go to Petaling Street to find out what's happening there. We ran. Like marathon runners. Well, maybe slower. Then we decided to jog. Then walk.
1.45pm: Nightmare started. Nasa and I were trapped in the middle of Jalan Pudu. FRU trucks and personnels on both ends. Couldn't get out. It started to rain. Then tear gas. Nasa and I found shelter. Slightly felt the effects of tear gas. Decided to walk. And then it happened. A tear gas canister dropped right in front of me and Nasa. I went, "Nasa! RUN!"
2pm: Felt the full effect of the damn tear gas. Was asking myself "Why the hell am I here again?" We were trying to walk, breathe and not die from being trampled on. Well, that's just me...since I'm super clumsy.
I could hear Nasa coughing her lungs out behind me. I couldn't see at all. Walking with my eyes closed, holding on to some pak cik in front of me.
Then there it was - what was used to be a fence...now all flattened, with the wires sticking out. I had to cross that and the drain to get to the other side.
I had a feeling I was going to trip and bring the pak cik down with me. But I managed to stay calm and pretend I was playing 'zero-point'. I jumped across. I made it. So did the pak cik and Nasa.
Was calm enough to get the water bottle out of my bag, pour it on my eyes, wet the towel and cover my nose. Took the toothpaste out (thank you Chan Tak Kong for advising me to bring Darlie (not Colgate...but Darlie!) as a precaution) and put it under my eyes, and ate some salt.
Felt much better.
The tear gas attacks kept going on. We were hiding behind the hospital. Could see doctors (they were wearing scrubs and white jackets) on the first/second floor waving Bersih t-shirts and shouting encouraging words. Dude...tak payah operate orang ke?
Anyway, we survived more tear gas and water cannon attacks. Got out from the hospital grounds. Saw Sivarasah getting arrested. Thought it was the end of it, but no. Walked towards the FRU trucks. They fired more tear gas at us. We were like "Eh, apahal diorang ni?"
Started running again.
One dude was badly injured. His friends were like screaming for water. I went to him with my water bottle, but standing that close to him, I felt the effects as well. It was so bad, I had to pour the water on myself...and as other people started helping the dude, I told Nasa that we should get the hell out of there.
4pm: Re-grouped with Eng Hock and Isabelle. Babi punya alarm still going off! Went around interviewing people whose businesses were affected that day.
Eng Hock said that there's something going on at KLCC and we should walk towards there. Yeay, walk.
Nasa and I dragged ourselves to KLCC. Our feet were just not moving as fast as they did a few hours ago.
Then Eng Hock said we should go to Wisma MCA.
5pm: Nothing happened at Wisma MCA. Eng Hock told us to go back to the Swiss Garden hotel on Jalan Pudu. Nasa said we should hitch-hike. Saw one dude on a motorbike and the other on a bicycle. I 'chup-ed' the guy on the motorbike. Nasa said forget it.
We dragged ourselves back to the hotel. It was like forever. Then another nightmare began.
Saw a lady standing by the side of the road, with a suitcase in one hand and a confused expression on her face. I told Nasa, "If she asks for help, the only thing I can give her is water."
Like I expected, she asked for help. "Hello, miss. Do you know where is Swiss Garden hotel?
I just looked at her and said, "We are going there. Follow us."
In a nutshell, she's from China and it's her first day in Malaysia. The taxi driver dropped her off near KLCC and told her that the hotel is five minutes away. We told her that it was not. She followed us.
15 mins later.
Lady: How many more minutes?
Nasa: Fifteen.
Lady: Five-zero?
Nasa: Fifteen.
Lady: Five-zero?
Nasa: NO. ONE-FIVE!
20 mins later.
Lady: Hotel big? Can see?
Me: Yes, hotel big. But you can't see from here.
23 mins later.
Lady: Can see hotel?
Me: No.
25 mins later.
Lady: Can see hotel?
Me & Nasa: *ignore*
30 mins later.
Lady: Can see hotel now?
Me: Apasal perempuan gila ni? Dah lah menyusahkan orang, bising nak mampus.
Nasa: OMG, she's so annoying.
We reached Jalan Bukit Bintang.
Nasa: Sharm, what's different here?
Me: I donno.
Nasa: The damn alarm is off!
Me: YEAY!
Lady: Can see hotel now?
Finally, at Jalan Pudu.
Me: There. Can you see Swiss Garden. That is your hotel.
Lady: Aaah...I can see. Thank you.
Nasa gave her directions to the main lobby. We had to walk in a different direction. Thank god. Screeching sound. Turned around. Lady almost got knocked down by a motorbike. Seriously lady, we didn't bring you all the way to the hotel just to see you die in front of it!
7pm: Reached hotel. Sent in story. Balik rumah.
8pm:
Me: Mom, I can't walk.
Mom: Don't even complain about today. You asked for it.
10pm: Shower + painkillers + muscle relaxant = Tidur mati.
OMG..it's hard being a famous blogger!
I hate being famous. I really do.
I mean, I just walked over to the Metro side and Jastin was like..."Eh, how come you haven't updated your blog?"
Didn't I just update it like a few hours ago?
Anyway, Jastin is at his place...and on his right is Chia Ying and on her right is Christina. Karr Wei is not around today.
None of the PCs over there are switched on, so I didn't want to you know...start the computer...log in..and then update this blog. Banyak kerja.
So, I'm at my place now.
Niki just left. Ian is behind me. I don't know what he's doing.
I mean, I just walked over to the Metro side and Jastin was like..."Eh, how come you haven't updated your blog?"
Didn't I just update it like a few hours ago?
Anyway, Jastin is at his place...and on his right is Chia Ying and on her right is Christina. Karr Wei is not around today.
None of the PCs over there are switched on, so I didn't want to you know...start the computer...log in..and then update this blog. Banyak kerja.
So, I'm at my place now.
Niki just left. Ian is behind me. I don't know what he's doing.
Monday. It is.
Hello everybody,
I am trying to write my article. But I can't just yet...coz the dude I need to interview is driving and I can't talk to him because I promised Oprah that I won't talk/text on the phone while driving and therefore I shouldn't encourage others either.
Oh, I also have a new fan. Norlin. *Hi, Norlin!* She's a real person.
Lohan is behind me...talking to Nasa and Ian. They are talking about some clinic.
"How come I didn't see anything fun like that?" asks Nasa.
Ian is laughing. Lohan left.
Oh...Nasa just walked away. Ian is now behind me, writing his article. Wait, let me turn around and check. Yup, he is. He's also scratching his nose.
Ivy is opposite me...looking all stressed. Most probably she can't find her desktop icon. Niki is talking to the Goh brothers. Kelly is standing. Daryl is sitting. Niki laughed. He's still laughing.
Sheela just walked past me. She's wearing pink.
Ok, I have to go now.
But before that. Three things you need to know about Szeto boy.
1. What he had for lunch: Fried rice
2. What is his favourite number: *blank stare* (I don't think he knows how to count)
3. What he's wearing: A t-shirt that says "It's not easy being easy."
p/s: AMC just came and asked me to help proof-read a page. Something about Harry Potter. I really need to go now. "Adios!" (No, that's not a spell!)
I am trying to write my article. But I can't just yet...coz the dude I need to interview is driving and I can't talk to him because I promised Oprah that I won't talk/text on the phone while driving and therefore I shouldn't encourage others either.
Oh, I also have a new fan. Norlin. *Hi, Norlin!* She's a real person.
Lohan is behind me...talking to Nasa and Ian. They are talking about some clinic.
"How come I didn't see anything fun like that?" asks Nasa.
Ian is laughing. Lohan left.
Oh...Nasa just walked away. Ian is now behind me, writing his article. Wait, let me turn around and check. Yup, he is. He's also scratching his nose.
Ivy is opposite me...looking all stressed. Most probably she can't find her desktop icon. Niki is talking to the Goh brothers. Kelly is standing. Daryl is sitting. Niki laughed. He's still laughing.
Sheela just walked past me. She's wearing pink.
Ok, I have to go now.
But before that. Three things you need to know about Szeto boy.
1. What he had for lunch: Fried rice
2. What is his favourite number: *blank stare* (I don't think he knows how to count)
3. What he's wearing: A t-shirt that says "It's not easy being easy."
p/s: AMC just came and asked me to help proof-read a page. Something about Harry Potter. I really need to go now. "Adios!" (No, that's not a spell!)
Thursday, July 7, 2011
All alone
Hello everyone. How have you been? Actually I don't care. Just formalities, you know?
Anyway, I'm in pain. My shoulder hurts again. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. Need to do X-Ray and MRI.
Have you done an MRI before? I hate it. The last time I did it, the dude who jaga the machine said that I was very still. Haha...that's because I fell asleep.
And I also hate taking X-Rays. I donno. Simply I guess.
Anyway, I'm alone in the office. Okayla...not alone, alone. Daryl is at his terminal, working...no wait...scratching his head. I can see Malini.
It feels stuffy here. And I'm feeling warm cause I'm wearing a hoodie. Maybe I should take it off, then I won't feel so warm.
My desk is messy.
Anyway, I'm in pain. My shoulder hurts again. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. Need to do X-Ray and MRI.
Have you done an MRI before? I hate it. The last time I did it, the dude who jaga the machine said that I was very still. Haha...that's because I fell asleep.
And I also hate taking X-Rays. I donno. Simply I guess.
Anyway, I'm alone in the office. Okayla...not alone, alone. Daryl is at his terminal, working...no wait...scratching his head. I can see Malini.
It feels stuffy here. And I'm feeling warm cause I'm wearing a hoodie. Maybe I should take it off, then I won't feel so warm.
My desk is messy.
Haiku for Fei Chai
I have a friend. His name is Fei Chai. Some people call him Fei Fei. But I call him Fei Chai.
Anyway, this post is dedicated to him...as he, without fail greets me everyday and asks about this blog.
So, this is for you Fei Chai. My favourite...haiku.
Oh my dear Fei Chai
Makan, minum dan tidur....
Tu je you tau kan?
Kami tak kisah
Cuma risau yang awak
Akan meletup
Kita pergi ke
Bootcamp bersama-sama
Jadi kurus ye
U akan jadi
Macam Johnny Depp muda
Tapi lagi kiut...=)
Anyway, this post is dedicated to him...as he, without fail greets me everyday and asks about this blog.
So, this is for you Fei Chai. My favourite...haiku.
Oh my dear Fei Chai
Makan, minum dan tidur....
Tu je you tau kan?
Kami tak kisah
Cuma risau yang awak
Akan meletup
Kita pergi ke
Bootcamp bersama-sama
Jadi kurus ye
U akan jadi
Macam Johnny Depp muda
Tapi lagi kiut...=)
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Let it be known that ....
I love Junior Masterchef Australia. I hope that Cassidy or maybe one of the twins wins the competition.
*Omg, my neighbour's party is still going strong. And I can hear the music from my room. Would I be a total party pooper if I called the cops on them?*
So, anyway, I think that it is totally awesome that these kids are given a chance to show just how good they are in the kitchen, and just what geniuses they are with food.
*Omg, my neighbour's party is still going strong. And I can hear the music from my room. Would I be a total party pooper if I called the cops on them?*
So, anyway, I think that it is totally awesome that these kids are given a chance to show just how good they are in the kitchen, and just what geniuses they are with food.
Eh, I forgot to tell you
I'm like super artistic right? Like so artistically gifted that if Da Vinci was alive, I'd be teaching him how to hold a paintbrush and stuff.
So yeah, I like to doodle and draw and one day, I had an idea. Why not do a comic strip on Indra? You know...that homeless lady who lives on 3A.
Oh, you don't know Indra? Well, here's a picture of her. Sorry, I had to blur it a little bit - she's the shy-shy type.
So far, I've done a few comic strips for Indra (the porn star and Vegetable Girl series) and she said that she'll upload them to her blog one day.
That requires acts like scanning and stuff and I seriously don't think that Indra knows how to operate anything more technologically advanced than a toaster. Hmm...we'll just have to wait and see, I guess.
So yeah...I just wanted to tell you that; that I'm artistic and stuff. Bye.
So yeah, I like to doodle and draw and one day, I had an idea. Why not do a comic strip on Indra? You know...that homeless lady who lives on 3A.
Oh, you don't know Indra? Well, here's a picture of her. Sorry, I had to blur it a little bit - she's the shy-shy type.
So far, I've done a few comic strips for Indra (the porn star and Vegetable Girl series) and she said that she'll upload them to her blog one day.
That requires acts like scanning and stuff and I seriously don't think that Indra knows how to operate anything more technologically advanced than a toaster. Hmm...we'll just have to wait and see, I guess.
So yeah...I just wanted to tell you that; that I'm artistic and stuff. Bye.
Woof! Woof!
OMG...this is the first post about Bobby...my dog. Let's have a minute of silence to appreciate this moment and save it in our memory banks like forever.
Okay, I'm done. Are you?
You know how much I love animals right? Like I would die for them although the chances of me dying because of them seems much higher.
Oh, you know. All that fried chicken I consume has to go somewhere and I'm pretty sure they'll end up clogged in my vena pulmonary, resulting in my untimely death after I suffer a cardiac arrest the moment I get on stage to receive my second Nobel Peace Prize before I hit the age of 40.
Phew, that's one heck of a long sentence. *Kids, don't try that at home*
Nyeh...don't freak out. It won't come true. The cardiac arrest I mean. Erm, you people are evil. Let me touchwood x3 just to be on the safe side. Okay, it won't come true. The cardiac arrest, I mean. Focus people!
Erm, where was I? Oh yeah, animal lover. Well, this is not a post about the dog abuse video clip that everyone is talking about. Though on a separate note, I hope that the poodle rips that filthy, evil man's hoo-has out!
This post is about my dog, Bobby Brown.
Uhmm, erm...honestly though, I'm getting a little bit malas to continue. I love my dog and all...but I don't feel like writing anymore. So that's all.
Good night peeps. May the force be with you.
Okay, I'm done. Are you?
You know how much I love animals right? Like I would die for them although the chances of me dying because of them seems much higher.
Oh, you know. All that fried chicken I consume has to go somewhere and I'm pretty sure they'll end up clogged in my vena pulmonary, resulting in my untimely death after I suffer a cardiac arrest the moment I get on stage to receive my second Nobel Peace Prize before I hit the age of 40.
Phew, that's one heck of a long sentence. *Kids, don't try that at home*
Nyeh...don't freak out. It won't come true. The cardiac arrest I mean. Erm, you people are evil. Let me touchwood x3 just to be on the safe side. Okay, it won't come true. The cardiac arrest, I mean. Focus people!
Erm, where was I? Oh yeah, animal lover. Well, this is not a post about the dog abuse video clip that everyone is talking about. Though on a separate note, I hope that the poodle rips that filthy, evil man's hoo-has out!
This post is about my dog, Bobby Brown.
Uhmm, erm...honestly though, I'm getting a little bit malas to continue. I love my dog and all...but I don't feel like writing anymore. So that's all.
Good night peeps. May the force be with you.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Oh my god...it's 2011 already!
Greetings Earth people,
It has been ages since I last updated this blog...and it's not because nothing happened but more of because I was simply too lazy. Yeah, so what's new right?
Jastin has been bugging the heck out of me to update this goddamn blog. I seriously need to get that boy a life...I mean, after I get one for Eduwingyelsdis of course.
Anyway, Martin, the man who I dedicate this blog to, is nowhere to be seen during normal office hours. So, I really have nothing to blog about. Everybody is going about doing their own thing and yeah...that's pretty much it.
People say that Martin is working in a new department, has a new work schedule and only comes to work at night..yada, yada...though I personally think that he's turned into a vampire.
I mean, he has always had a thing for sparkly, pale, skinny boys and I know just how much he loves Edward Cullen. So, I wouldn't be surprised if one day Martin announces to the world that he's actually a blood sucking creature by the name of Bella Swan. Lol.
Okay, so anyway...the reason why I'm writing this post is to announce to my three and a half (you know who you are) readers that I'm thinking about switching up the way I blog a little bit.
You know how I always focus on people in the office and stuff, but honest to god, there's only so much I can write about them. I've decided to also start blogging about the most important thing in the world....me.
I recently met a friend who said that she misses my blog and that I should start blogging again (like the way I used to); and since I'm super malas to start another blog from scratch, I have decided to just continue it from here la.
Hope you people understand...not that I care if you don't. I'm just telling you la.
But don't start panicking just yet. I will still continue to post mudane things about the office people and try to get more dirt on them. I know that you people are hooked to what happens in my office, though I have no idea why.
Say hi to your boss/teachers for me. They are doing a great job at creating an awesome working/studying environment for you...so much so that you need to live vicariously through me...someone who doesn't have a life either.
Get on the boat. We'll sink together. Oh no wait...I know how to float. Every man for himself then.
It has been ages since I last updated this blog...and it's not because nothing happened but more of because I was simply too lazy. Yeah, so what's new right?
Jastin has been bugging the heck out of me to update this goddamn blog. I seriously need to get that boy a life...I mean, after I get one for Eduwingyelsdis of course.
Anyway, Martin, the man who I dedicate this blog to, is nowhere to be seen during normal office hours. So, I really have nothing to blog about. Everybody is going about doing their own thing and yeah...that's pretty much it.
People say that Martin is working in a new department, has a new work schedule and only comes to work at night..yada, yada...though I personally think that he's turned into a vampire.
I mean, he has always had a thing for sparkly, pale, skinny boys and I know just how much he loves Edward Cullen. So, I wouldn't be surprised if one day Martin announces to the world that he's actually a blood sucking creature by the name of Bella Swan. Lol.
Okay, so anyway...the reason why I'm writing this post is to announce to my three and a half (you know who you are) readers that I'm thinking about switching up the way I blog a little bit.
You know how I always focus on people in the office and stuff, but honest to god, there's only so much I can write about them. I've decided to also start blogging about the most important thing in the world....me.
I recently met a friend who said that she misses my blog and that I should start blogging again (like the way I used to); and since I'm super malas to start another blog from scratch, I have decided to just continue it from here la.
Hope you people understand...not that I care if you don't. I'm just telling you la.
But don't start panicking just yet. I will still continue to post mudane things about the office people and try to get more dirt on them. I know that you people are hooked to what happens in my office, though I have no idea why.
Say hi to your boss/teachers for me. They are doing a great job at creating an awesome working/studying environment for you...so much so that you need to live vicariously through me...someone who doesn't have a life either.
Get on the boat. We'll sink together. Oh no wait...I know how to float. Every man for himself then.
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