The Day I Want to Call Into Radio Shows...

...and scream at them.

I don't know if it's because I've been sitting around doing too much nothing or because I've been playing driver a lot but I've been listening to a lot of radio lately and today things just get on my nerve. I'm bored. I need to rant.

So I was listening to the Morning Crew on Hitz and they had several mat rempits over as guests for their show today. So I don't know if they know, but when you have guests over, you treat them with respect. It's like basic manners taught to 5 year-olds all over the world. But for the first time I actually found JJ and Ean disgusting. Not only did they speak the most cringe-inducing, horrible Malay (they said bro like 5 times per sentence. Do they think that that's what constitutes the Malay language? Do they think that it's rempit-speak?) but they were also sooo friggin' patronizing and condescending towards the mat rempits. You may not agree with what people do, but you asked them over; so there's no need for you to take such a high moral tone and preach and talk to people as though they are stupid.

Worse was the 5 p.m. guy from Fly. Forgot his name. He has always been a try-too-hard so I never liked him but just now when they had a girl call in who said she looooves to buy designer bags, he actually said something along the lines of 'you must be happy spending your husband's money' and she replied that she was not using her husband's money to buy her designer bags. Go gurrrl! I mean like, HELLO? What century are we living in??? He immediately assumed that just because she likes shopping, oh she must be spending her hubby's cash. Stupid fucking sexist. And his English was omgcandie. At one point he used the phrase "the rumour will be revealed". Like WTF does it mean? Shouldn't it be something like the truth will be revealed? Or the rumour will be clarified/put to rest/cleared up/denied???

Gosh Malaysian radio's making me cranky. I must have a truly boring life to have written so much, just on what people say on the radio sighhhh

Motherfucker!

How could someone get so fucking low and classless?
Is that what they teach you at private schools in foreign countries?
Grow up and get over it, darling.
Say NO to Immature Gay SLUTS!

This is my 101st post, which I was really proud of, and I am sad that it is being dedicated to such a negative subject and a petty, meaningless person. Oh well. I wanted to tweet it but I was too majorly pissed off for a hundred and forty words.

Pissed Off!

I sent Joceline to her bowling practice just now at the stadium which was like 30 minutes away and we were already late. So naturally I was rush-y and piss-y and was speeding into the parking lot when this Malay idiot wanted to come out of his lot and so just zoomed out without checking if there were cars. If I was a kinder person I might have considered letting him get out first but me being me and him being such a stupid driving-school-failing fucker, I honked him loud and hard.

I dropped my sister off as we were both laughing about how people can be such idiots when this guard walked over to the car and tapped on the window, fierce as a motherfucker. I rolled down the window and he was like, "Oi, boleh bawak kereta slow sikit?!"

Mama was pissed. I wanted to scream at him:

Hoi, engkau tak tengok pun sape yang salah engko dah marah-marah kat saya. Ko tak nampak ke, dia yang bodoh, keluar tak tengok keta. Biarlah saya bawak cepat ke, bawak lambat ke, dia yang salah tau tak?

Tengok muka mung memang tahu doh, mu takdok kereta. Motor ada? Undang pernah ambik? Ko tak baca ke, bile nok keluor tuh, tengok takdok kereta baru keluor. Tapi kita tahu ah, salah dia pun, ko tak marah dia punya. Tahu-tahu lah kita watpe kita kena marah walaupun dok salah pun.

Tapi mu doksoh nok wat pandai pulok. Mu ingat mu sape? JPJ? Mu jaga je, mu tau dok? Mu ingat mu pakai uniform, duk kat pondok jaga tu, mu bijok ngat? Boleh ajor kita guane nok bawak kereta? Mu tau dok, cermin sekeping nih boleh bayar gaji mung sebulan. Ketuk gi ngan walkie talkie tuh!

Of course, there's no need to waste words on losers. So I did what I always do.
I put on my sweetest, fakest smile and say "O.K!"
And then I put the car in gear, hit the pedal really, really hard and left him in a cloud of dust and smoke, too pissed off to speak. Hopefully.

If I were dealing with more civilized people, I'd talk to his superior and make such a fuss until he gets demoted/fired/annihilated but we all know people like them only think with their fists and their cocks, so what's the point? I got the last word in anyways hehe :P

A Bundle of Joy

Yesterday night I went out with Nasa again and like 2 nights before, it was super fun but after the first stop we were full and already getting bored cuz there was nothing to do and nowhere to go. The night before I suggested that if we don't have anything to do, we could always go bundle shopping cuz right before that I just passed by this bundle store and suddenly had this really strange, really strong urge to go bundle shopping.

So last night we really had no other destination and we were like, what the heck what have we got to lose right? Not like we have anything better to do. So off we go! Before this, back when I was a bratty, snooty teenager, I always like, pandang rendah all this bundle shops and shoppers but now that I am 20 and know the value of a GOOD BARGAIN I was like all OMG.

I mean, who could resist signs like this?
Even though it was me who suggested this, there's really no one else to go with except for Nasa. He really has the eye and the patience to pick out all the rockin' pieces. Most of what I bought were found by him and the ones he got for himself were just unbelievable. They were all practically in perfect condition. Mine, not so much. And because of his size, he got all the fierce tiny ones for chicks.
These had shoulder pads. I know they are in right now but nuh uh not for me. I tore them out immediately.
This one is so Philosophy, I could like wear it clubbing!

All for 15 bucks bitches! I am sooooo happy cuz they were such bargains! And we managed to kill off an hour plus just browsing the racks hee hee. We stood out like a Bentley in a Proton dealer; all them rempits staring like they ain't seen anything like us before mwahahaha cuz we were loud, giggly, flamboyant and shopping in the girl's sections ;p

Breakfast

Nasi minyak from the auntie that we've been going to since I was 7,
Loh pak kou from Kg Tiong just like 15 years ago,
And 2 half boileds and a big glass of Milo which I've had ever since I could remember.
Glad to see some things never change. Life's good :D Ooooh someone's gonna get f-a-t.

2nd Day and I'm Getting Bored

This always happens to me when I come back here. My brain would be completely empty and I would have nothing interesting/exciting to say except for a few random bits of useless information and rants and complaints, all of which I can just tweet anyways.

Speaking of which, I am soooo addicted to Twitter. It's even more addictive than Facebook, especially now with all the losers and wannabes flocking to FB and overloading the whole thing with their moronic status updates and even lamer quizzes.

Anyhoooo I was looking for pics to upload when I realize that shit, I haven't had a proper camwhore session in ages. I can't find like, a series of 30 shots of just my face from every imaginable angle. Sooo frustrating because I'm bored of seeing all my current pics. Blueh.

I cannot believe my dad finds something to complain about each time I come back. It's so hilarious. This time it's because I'm too thin (I'm not) and too fair/pale. He seems to think I wake up sooooo friggin' late each day that I completely miss the hours when the sun is still shining outside. He is sort of right but I am not gonna let him know that now, am I? Deny deny deny!

Fairy Turns 21!

Who knew house parties could be so fun? The most happening partayy of the year so far, Gaybai's surprise for her 21st, at her own place :)

The food! We complained that it was too little, but Howyee's still having these for lunch until today mwahhaha ;p

Party preparations. The lazy princesses look on while the perempuan with the most angin blows the balloons.

Howyee finds her gift!

And after dolling up, we asked her to re-enact the scene where she comes in and got all surprised. Wardrobe malfunction happened. Pictures not posted to protect whatever dignity she has.

After dinner games. Everyone got raped. Happily.

Hee hee look at her, not a clue she was about to get creamed.

Happy Birthday!!

While these people were sleeping/lazing/reading magazines/turning the party into a bore, outside there were 3 gorgeous model wannabes, 1 photographer wannabe and 1 girl who couldn't get enough food.

Major camwhore moments bitches!

Happy 21st beloved fairy! You have a great life ahead of ya, shine like the sparkling tiara that was on your head xoxo

PROVOCATIVE

Because yesterday was a meaningful day, I went to the photo studio (which was Howyee's place hehe) to take gorgeous photos for my last photography assignment. At first I was hesitant to post them up here because like, who knows what kind of people are reading my blog right? Like, my kakak, adik dan seluruh ahli keluarga might be on here. But they were really much too pretty not to share. Plus, a classroom full of students AND a lecturer have already seen them, so what the hell. Aaaand, like the title says, they are meant to provoke! I know I sound soooo friggin' proud of these photos but really, I must thank the 2 beeyoootiful people who helped me with 'em THANKYOU! :D

Be provoked!

So far this batch is the one that has gotten the best reviews so I'm glad because it's the final one and I'd be in trouble if Mr T didn't like them. He didn't say outright he liked them of course; he still found problems with the lighting, angles, the way I mounted the pics blah blah blah but he didn't caci them to hell and back and I suppose that's the most satisfactory I can get out of him hehe.

Compare them to these, which were for the 2nd assignment and which I went to shoot twice but all they got me was 11 marks out of 20. At least it was better than my first's, which got 0.5 out of 2. Ya allah.

Full On Fab

Attended my first ever proper fashiioon show last Friday thanks to Andy who asked me to go see him compete for MODA. SHAMELESS PROMOTION here: Andy, my friend from high school, is MODA YOUNG DESIGNER OF 2009 kay? Woot! He had fur in his collection! How glamorous :)

Anyways, I discovered that I love the excitement and THE FAB of fashion shows and I want to spend the rest of my life sitting at front-rows wearing designer, going through look-books, being a bitch and being splashed with cow's blood I WANNA WORK FOR MIRANDA PRIESTLY.

The night before, we made a spontaneous trip up to Genting cuz it has been months since we did something of that sort. It was cold and lovely and I decided that I wanna live somewhere I can wear layers and layers of thick clothes and scarves and gloves and boots.

My Failed Photography

I really, really thought my photography skills were improving. After I took these pics, I was soo proud of myself cuz I thought they looked lovely, especially compared to the pics from the previous assignments. Then I went to class the next day and saw everyone else's work and was like, ermm where can I hide these? Sedih. Even more sedih was the lecturer not bagi-ing muka at all, he kept saying how bad it all were. WAAAA~~~ And to think, I spent 30 bucks on printing!! TOOT!

Pics from the Not-So-New-Anymore Phone

Picking the daughter up from work
Our 'Shopaholic' nite :)

Crab orgy @ Kepong

Presents!! :D

Chinyee's debut!

Movie Nite on me birthday :)