Tuesday, June 24, 2008
What A J*rk
You ask me to accompany you, to be there for you..but what did you do in return?
Nothing, you only think about yourself..
I hate you for doing that..and you know why I hate you even more?
it's because you don't feel guilty doing it.
you kept justifying all your lies and all your attitude.
well guess what..I'm disgusted by you...
Friday, June 20, 2008
Boyfriend is worst than a pet
Having a boyfriend is like having a pet, even worse.
with pet you have to feed it, pet it, play with it, and throw away it's shit.
with boyfriend you have to eat together, play, hang out, and thrown away by his bullshit.
Ok, it's not exactly the same...but you get the idea.
It will take a lot of your time. It will make some noise. and it will bite you in the hand when it's moody or feeling unfulfilled.
With boyfriend, it will take the most of your time, make some noise and break you in the heart when you're moody or saying you're not satisfied.
It will leave you without any reason whatsoever.
Boyfriend will dump you without any reason whatsoever.
But boyfriend is worse, he will not coming back home when he's hungry.
he will stop looking for his owner--girlfriend.
and he most certainly will forget about you already when you still remembering him..
well, at least most pet is loyal...
Thursday, June 19, 2008
little masochist
Even when I'm at my lowest point, even when I told you I'm afraid that I'll never get up again, and even when I told you that you're my only hope, you never came. you never even care.
So why am I still doing the same thing over and over again. I hate myself for doing it.
When you left just like that, I always feel dysfunctional. That is not the way I'd like to feel about myself.
If you know who you are, then stay the hell away from me. you bring nothing but sadness, I should know better.
Now that I know, why am I haven't been able to let you go.
This is horrible....am I... a masochist?
Only in Singapore
yes indeedy...it's in malay language or as I used to call it bahasa Indonesia (oh yes, haven't I told you that I'm a bit of nationalist and narcissist).
Even my team mate says, "not everybody could understand it"
hahaha..what a strange fact
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Bad English
Hey you in the back...I said don't laugh!!
The one who farted
Being a good host, I tried to take them on a little sightseeing around here, and what could be the best place for tourist other than Sentosa Island, right?
Other than the fact that I never been there, hence I don't know how to get there...going to Sentosa seem the perfect plan for me, perfect plan for disaster that is.
Shockingly enough, I managed to get there alive and whole. What a relieve for someone who used to get lost inside the cubicle thingy in my office --it's a maze I tell you, a MAZE!! Sigh, sometime it's just not easy to be small and cute(scratch that all you like), you cannot see beyond the cubicle bound. So that was a perfectly normal thing for me to get lost in my own office if I put it that way right? no? well...*grin
Well I wasn't lost and I live to tell that. We were having fun, and there is one attraction that really seems to gets me and my whole family. It's the song of the sea, it was incredibly Good. The old man beside me was also shock in awe as he make a loud noise of "ooh..." and "Wow.." and "Don't step on my foot!"-oops.. Yes, it was that good actually. Good...really good..
That was the fun part, for the not-so-fun part-or shall I say the not-so-fun fart(no pun intended), I also have a story. This was happening during the time my mother and I sit happily to wait for the show. We were chatting along when suddenly my mother do her signature pose of I-need-to-fart-badly sit.
My Beloved Mother (a.k.a MBM): --slowly changes the way she sit " ...."
Me: "ieuuu,,,mom...do U want to fart?"
MBM: --moment of silence here, and then smiling on relief
Me:"it Stinks....stink..." --automatically put my hand in my nose and start flapping my hand fan to make the air goes to her and only her *hey, it's only fair. I'm just returning it to the owner.
MBM:"hey, could u not put your hand in the nose?"
Me:--staring blankly as in "it stinks, i need some protection"
MBM:"People staring...they'll know I farted.."
Me:"..........."
I love my mother...and live to tell that
Friday, May 2, 2008
the dumper is oficially back to be the boyfriend
hopefully for good, though I'm not really sure now. Pretty much 50:50 if you ask me, but apparently I'm a masochist who love to throw my heart out in the open. there...there...take it please..take my precious heart...but please don't break it. :D
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The dump and Dumper --Lunch
We still have lunch together and so on and so forth, so it’s good right..The sun is shining, the birds are singing..Bla bla bla –you know the drill. As for today, when we had lunch we decided to come up with one special beverages that is surprisingly delicious.
Can you guess what this is? May I present you, the lovechild of Ms Avocado juice and Mr canned Nescafe mocha,The NescaDo, okay need a little creativity in that department though.…
mmmm….yummy… --seriously this is tasty. It has a hint of coffee which gives a bitter taste and avocado which gives sweetness and a dash of cinnamon with oregano and paprika –seriously what are this sophisticated and snobby spices doing in my juice?—ok, it doesn’t has all that high class taste it just have a yummy bitter sweet taste. I’m modest that way..hehehehe
Of course I don’t want to die alone, so I make the dumper try it also..hahahaha…serves him right (no, actually it’s delicious..he like it also..cih! Wait for my revenge, you!)
When you’re bored and looking something to destroy your gastric, this is how you make it:
Buy Avocado juice in the nearest juice stall, buy canned Nescafe mocha –yes you could substitute it with any other canned coffee and mix it up. Easy breezy ...Enjoy!!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sweet little devil
sort off-. being such, I should be able to coding--which
means I should be able to write a certain computer code
using a certain computer code language to create a certain
program to do a certain thing that enabling a certain smart
card to do a certain task...confuse yet?
Well apparently, I'm one of those programmer that fall into
the criteria that has been known -well, at least by me- as
"the faker". That means, most of the time I spent in front
of the computer was only staring at it..don't know what to
do with the error and then faking it to make it look I
really know what I'm doing..
For all of you faker out there, my heart goes to all of
you...and this is what you can do instead of generally
blank staring at the computer. you could buy a BENDOS!!!
what is a bendos you say?--ck, amateurr...--
oh..kayy...bendos is an action figure with a twist, it
really is twisted,hehe
you could bend it here and there and make it pose in anyway
you want it. but be careful tho, it is additive and quite
potential to make you look like an idiot in front of your
colleague..esp when your office is divided only by
cubicle.hehehe
What I, as a proffesional bender of bendos, usually do is
arrange it in some certain pose that make my imagination
roar...:D
so during the blank phase of coding --which is almost all
of the time,mind you- I could stare at my bendos and create
some sort of lunatic scenario on my mind. like say...I posed
it like this...
and then I imagine it screaming for help...--smirk
Really tho, U should try...this is one hell of a toy :)
Geronimoooo....
Saturday, April 26, 2008
The Break Up
Of course I shall, this is exactly what make life is worth living, right?
so there I was, playing with the devil, and he definitely won...what am I expecting, HE IS the devil..
Today I broke up with him, I gave him the precious little pieces of my heart..but he decided he didn't need it anymore. I got dumped, in the phone, on sunday noon..the day when the lovebirds usually sings and chirping away. sad but true...
How long do you think will it take for an un-single person to be ready facing the single life once again, especially when one is already forgot how does it feel to be single..
--sigh,,,--this is what I get...for playing with the devil