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Friday, May 09, 2008 @ 9:13 PM
What A World
Decipher Reflections From Reality - PlayRadioPlay!
Handle Me - Robyn Young Love - Steve Aoki Potential Breakup Song - Aly & Aj Shake Your Pom Pom - Missy Elliot MACAUHAIII!!! Since when you listen to PlayRadioPlay!? Or in fact, any of my kind of musikkkk and blogging style. Fucking piece of shit. Puiii. You suck. Please. Really. Mahaii, so damn obvious la. Copy from me. You think you could just copy whatever you want to without me realising it? When before this, you don't even blog like that. Pukimak. Phew. That was awesome. So, anyways, today was quite......interesting. I shall say. Went to college for history revision class. In the end, the only students present were Adi and I. Woiii, Chan Wai Kit, you FFK me again. Haiyo, teruk la you. So, both of us had class in Ms Sathya's office instead. After class, as I was walking out from the lecturer's lounge, I bumped into Eli's emo teacher. Note that, her emo teacher DOES NOT know who I am. She suddenly approached me in her loud loud LOUD voice. (staring at the cross I'm wearing around my neck) "OH, YOU ARE CHRISTIAN AH???" "Uhhh... errmm... arrhhh... yes." "Why you never join the CF ah?? YOU KNOW GOT CF OR NOT?? It's every Friday at 1.08 starting from 1pm." "Oh, yeah yeah, I know. But I normally have class on Fridays." "OHH, I SEE I SEE. But you got class now? Come to 1.08 la. You know where is 1.08? Come, I bring you there." "Oh, ok ok. I go." "OK OK OK, I see you later." I then proceeded to the first floor, thinking I should just read my history at the student studying area. But, thinking that she might be at first floor also, I decided to go to the third floor instead. On the way up the stairs, guess what? Emo teacher was going down. Wah, she stared at me with her eyes wide open. "Uhhhh, I go library to borrow one book first." "Ahhh, ok ok. I'll see you later." With that, Miz Krystal left and never show up at 1.08. I telllll you, emo teacher is scary man. I'm scared of her. Movinggg on... Nicole, Wai Kit and I were talking bout the Josef Fritzl case. HAHA, his name is funny. Fritzl Fritzl Pretzel Fritzl! LOLOLOLOLOL. If you don't know bout this sick bastard, you can read the heart wrenching story here. Okay, so yeah, don't you think that this is so sick. With a father like that, I rather be born with no parents. At least life on the streets or in foster homes would be a thousand times better. Sigh. How could a father do such a thing like that to his own daughter? Where is the humanity? I don't think anyone could go through this kind of torments even for a week. 24 years living in a dungeon with no social life? What I don't understand is, HOW COULD THE MOTHER, ROSEMARIE, HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT IT AT ALL? I find it ridiculously hard to believe. So what are they gonna do to this monster? Life imprisonment? Please, he deserves more than that. Nicole said that they should just 'sunat' him. I don't think there's any punishment suitable or eligible enough for him. He's pretty strong for a 73 year old man. Considering the fact that the youngest child is only 5 now, means that he got her pregnant for the last time when he was 68. How does he do it man? This story is definitely a wake up for all of us. HAHA. Zuyin tried to steal a book from the library today. Okay, she did not. But she made the sensor in the library go off because she wanted to pass me my law paper and forgotten that she had a library book with her. I know I know, the things you do for me right? But it was funny and pretty cute. Your facial expression was priceless!! OK, I'm gonna stop here. Wah, I blog damn a lot lah today. XOXOXO Sunday, April 06, 2008 @ 9:03 PM
Imitation with the capital I
Scream - Timbaland ft Keri Hilson and Nicole Scherzinger "Screammmmmmmmmmmm At the top of your lungs..." Such a sex song larrrr. I like =P Hello hello. It's been awhile since I updated properly. I've been so busy. Studying. -_______-" Really larrrr. Recently, I've touching the books a lot. Hanging out in the college library for like 3 hours straight. Freezing my ass off. But some uncivilized people like to ber-dating in library. Don't know for fucks. Damn eye sore okay. PDA to the maximum. Yeeessh. Get a room please? Dahlah, my boyfriend is 10,000 miles away from me. Pui!! Anyways, now I found a better place to study. Besides the library, minus all the nonsense people do there. Tsk tsk. My mother's room. I've been studying a lot of econs lately. Terence was supposed to come for class on Saturday so that he can return the book that I borrowed using his card. But he no show. Mehhh, I brought the book for nothing. Now, gotta pay fine again. 2 Ringgit. It's okay. Better than 41 Ringgit. Don't know if KDU will let me graduate or not. I hope so. Oh, there's a few belated birthday wishes.  ChristyWho turned 19 on the 31st of March. Birthday girl in the middle, her right, I don't know her and left is Kathy. Back from right to left, Erisha, Amber and Miz Krystal.  My twinny Miss Thivya Sethuram Santa Maria (:HAHA. She turned 19th too, on the 4th of April. Everyone is turning 19. When I just turned 18 like five months ago. Before this, gotta use people's IC to go clubbing. Damn sad wheiii. But now, no need. Oh oh oh, Arsenal v Liverpool 1 - 1 What the duece? Draw?? Mehh, comemonnnnn!! Well, never mind. It's only EPL. Arsenal will do well in Champions. I also just realized, well, I kinda noticed it a long time ago that there are some people who follows blindly what others do. Like, you know, copy? It's rather obvious. Like this one girl, who used to be a friend of Lisan and I and some others. I'm NOT gonna mention names. Anyway, I'm just saying only cause its something to be said? I guess. HAHA, I could be mean if I wanted to. Not really in the mood to be a bitch now. Studies LOR... XOXOXO Sunday, August 12, 2007 @ 7:25 PM
I'm so scared
Currently listening to: El Impacto - Daddy Yankee ft Fergie
Mood: LOL HARHARHARHARHARHARHARHAR!!! Watch what I say? Ever heard of freedom of speech? I take law. What you going to do anyways? Whack me up? Sure, I'm home everyday after 6pm. You know where I stay. You're pretty sensitive for a guy. Just a few remarks and you're already on fire. Dude, you need to learn some life lessons. Every time people badmouth you, you tell them to watch out. Act you age. You don't see me being all furious when you practically told the whole world that I cheated on you. Which, wasn't true at all. Anyways, I was just talking bout how my ugly ex (most of you guys agreed with me on that statement) took my shirt. It's okay Matthew. Keep the shirt, burn it, wank to it, whatever. I don't want it back. Yuck. Never wanted it back either. Just felt bad it ended up with you. XOXOXO Friday, August 10, 2007 @ 7:31 PM
Smelly cat
Currently listening to: Dirty Little Secret - The All American Rejects
Mood: Sickly "Just do with love, love, love, love.." I woke up at seven in the morning with a bad hair day. Grabbed the first shirt and shorts I saw, then put it on. Tied my hair into a ponytail, wore a cap and left for college. Was a lil later for econs. After econs, Hueyyi, Eunice, Elissa and I went down the the cafeteria. After Eli left for accounting, the three of us started talking. Then I realized I was wearing my Nike shirt, which lead me to recall about another thing. I used to have four Nike dri-fit shirts. But now, I only have three. I went into deep thought, wondering where the hell did the fourth shirt go? HAH!! Then I remembered, my ex took it. I lent it to him, and he never returned it. That was one of my favourite shirt. DISGUSTING REVOLTING CUNTFACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I bet he burnt my shirt into pieces now because he is a sore loser. Telling everyone that I cheated on him and that I had too much pride to admit that I cheated just to get sympathy. But I guess I learnt to be ignorant to those shits he said. I know, what a mofo. I dumped you dude, for another guy. I admit. I just don't cheat. Learn to hate the game, not the player. Anyway, back to my shirt. There goes my expensive shirt. Oh well, as I said, I bet he burnt it into pieces already. And I'm not going ask him for the shirt back. If I do, I must burnt the shirt and then detoxify my hands. Ew. Classes ended at one. Lunch with DingDong, Zoo and Miu Miu at KFC. On the way home, I felt super fucking sick. The headache was killing me, then my tummy was feeling so uncomfortable. I felt like barfing. I was literally shaking inside. Reached home, slept till almost 5 in the evening. I have fever now. And I still feel like puking. No, not pregnant. Cause if I am, then I'd have to quit college and start selling curry puffs by the road side to earn a living. Which is kinda sad because I don't know who the baby's father is. Which means that I was raped? I blogged. Yay, I found something to blog about. Guess there won't be any hiatus. XOXOXO Wednesday, December 20, 2006 @ 7:30 PM
I'm gonna die of lung cancer
Hellu, sexy's and asses. Argggh, been working from 9 to 5 since Monday and I am very very tired. Working in TGIF is like well, 35% of fun, 20% of boredness, 15% of tiredness, 20% of secondhand smokes and 10% of stuck up hostess-biatches.
Sigh. It's rather boring these few days as it was the first week of our job. Nothing much for us to do. Lis and I reach there half and hour early every morning and just wait for the door to be open. Then start the opening duties and that's all. Then it's just sitting at the back waiting for the guy to come teach us some stuff and then walk away. Then he comes back half an hour later and say some stuff. Soon, it'll be lunch time and yay, we eat food. Tsk tsk tsk. Back to work after an hour break and still not doing anything. Bahhh....and we still havent get our uniforms yet. Feel like an outcast wearing our own t-shirts. LOL. Whatever. Dot. Then there are a bunch of hostess, which are like seriously stuck up and snobbish. Then there's this malay woman, I shall name her 'uckk'. So Ucck is like seriously bitchy, Lis and I smiled at her and she just showed us a blank expression. Like, hello?? Manners?? She should at least smile back. Ishhh...then Uckk bossed us around. Cleaning the windows are like her job, she asked us to do it. How irresponsible. Bahh...stupid woman. Today, she had this big fight with some guy(i think it's a guy and most probably her boyfriend...). So anyways, she started shouting on the phone while we were doing our opening duties. Then, started she banging stuff to. Aishhh, mengada betul. And she was like cursing the fuck out of herself, yelling at the top of her voice. "Bodoh la engkau...bla bla bla......pukimak (which I just learnt it today from Lisan. Apparently it's like this really bad word.)....yada yada yada". Totally making a fool out of herself. Ahahaha, Lis and I were like laughing and rejoicing. Anyways, Christmas is coming. Yay !!! How sad. Works starts at 12 noon tomorrow and end at 10 at night. Woah, ten hours....syok....plenty of money. Tsk tsk tsk. Been downloading alot of movies and shows now. Movies that I've missed when it was in the cinemas and shows that I could not even catch the repeat on Astro (since my mother, the queen of Astro hogs the TV almost 24/7, tsk tsk). Downloaded Click, John Tucker Must Die, Dorm Daze 1 and 2, Cow Belles, So You Think You Can Dance Season 2 and well...that's all. For now. Ahahaha. Having bloody headache now. Sighhh....my lungs are already corrupted. Aishhh...sad sad. Some pictures we took during work. Ahem, work but not doing anything.  Ciggs that the workers smoke there. Seriously. Like even the hostess smokes. They are like girls, no self respect at all. Useless biatches.And that is not all. The picture only shows the amount of ciggs of three workers smoked withing half an hour. There's like about 12 buds there. How unhealthy. Sighhhh for me. Gonne die of lung cancer soon.  Me, sleeping. Aishhh, it is seriously boring the first two days. Reminds me of school. How I used to sleep in class during english period or sometimes just read the Star newspaper. This is just some random picture of me. I took it while talking on the phone. Tsk tsk. Cheeky me. I am like camera-less, and now I got my uncle's camera with me, I better make good use of it before it is gone. Ahahah. Me and my poser self. Real girls aren't perfect, perfect girls aren't real. Labels: Christmas, Holidays, Mofos, Pictures, Randomness Friday, November 24, 2006 @ 4:50 PM
SLUT
I AM FUCKING PISSED RIGHT NOW. WAIT, I'VE BEEN ALWAYS PISSED ABOUT THIS MATTER. IT'S NOW THAT I'VE FINALLY DECIDED TO LET IT OUT. I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS ANYMORE. THIS IS TO YOU, PRAEVINA. WOULD YOU PLEASE FUCK OFF, SERIOUSLY FUCK OFF. GET A LIFE, STOP READING MY BLOG SECRETLY. STOP DROPPING COMMENTS IN MY CBOX USING THE NAME "..." BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU. AND YES, I HATE YOU TO THE MAX. LIKE SERIOUSLY. STOP RETENDING TO BE SO NICE. I DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF EVERYONE THINKS I'M MEAN TO YOU. I DON'T FUCKING CARE. YOU THINK YOU ARE THE INNOCENT ONE?? AND THAT I AM WRONG FOR BLAMING YOU FOR STEALING MY FRIENDS AWAY. TWICE??? PLEASE. NO ONE KNOWS THE TRUTH. SO CARRY ON WITH YOU LIFE, FULL OF REPLICATION. BUT SERIOUSLY, GO FUCKING MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. JUST STOP READING MY BLOG. I KNOW YOU DO. YOU'RE JUST SO DESPERATE. AND PLEASE, TAKE MY NAME OF YOUR LINKS IN YOUR BLOG. YES. I KNOW. YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO THINKS YOU KNOW EVERYTHING. YOU BETTER TAKE MY NAME OFF. OR I'LL FUCKING SWEAR I'LL SLAP YOUR FUGLY FACE IN SCHOOL. RIGHT AFTER EXAMS. SERIOUSLY, LIKE, HAVE YOU EVER ASKED FOR MY PERMISSION TO LINK ME?? NO. OH MY GOD,JUST STAY OUT OF MY LIFE. DO YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS?? HUH?? YOU CONSTANTLY READ MY BLOG. YOU WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT MY LIFE? IT'S FUCKING ANNOYING OKAY. IT'S LIKE, URRGHH, SERIOUSLY. GO GET A LIFE. I DON'T CARE WHERE. AS LONG AS IT'S NOT HERE. PLEASE, I BEG YOU. STOP READING MY BLOG. STOP KNOWING ABOUT MY LIFE. I DON'T NEED YOU TO ADD. PLEASE, LEAVE ME ALONE. PLEASE. STOP IT. Sunday, October 29, 2006 @ 11:54 PM
Stupidity
Tuesday, September 26, 2006 @ 9:56 PM
SHUT THE FUCK UP
FUCK.FUCK.FUCK.
fuck.fuck.fuck. Some people just can't keep their mouths shut. Why do people spread rumours?? Why do they enjoy making people's life miserable?? Why don't they understand the meaning of privacy?? So many questions going through my tiny pea-shaped brain. So much pain in my little sesame seed heart. Erffff......fuck all the bullshits!! You know who you are. I would fucking appreciate that you do not simply say things for the fucks of it. Do not spread anymore fake facts about me, or anyone!! Ergghh....screw this. I HOPE i made this fucking OBVIOUS for you. Oh, and i changed my blogskin. Got fed up with the old one. Ahaks. This is kinda nice. Simple and nice. Gonna sleep now. Lastly.....
Say no 'No' to SPM !!!
Thursday, July 13, 2006 @ 3:51 PM
Everybody's changing
Everybody's changing and I don't feel the same......
Lyrics to the song Everybody's Changing by Keane. Recently, i got pretty annoyed by someone who just could not move on and mope around every single day thinking bout all the depressing issues. Complaining about what is right and what is wrong. Blaming other people for all the bad and unlucky things that happened in their lives. Everytime she comes to me, its all about him him him and her her her. Nothing else but him and her. Sigh. Her daily routine is to a) nag about the past, b) ask about my PAST, c) piss me off and d) praise herself for being so hot and yada yada yada. Some people just never change. Or maybe, they werent like that last time. But as time grows, i guess people do change. Either from bad to good. Or the other way round. From good to bad, and from bad to worse. Friends no longer treat you like friends. They USE you for a certain intention. They dont care about how you feel anymore. As long you can give them what they need, that's fine. Sigh this frien of mine, i finally could not hold my anger anymore. After last night, hearing what _a__a_ said. I thought, this friend of mine has got to the extend where i think many people just wanna hate her. Yet, i don't wanna tell her anything. Cause i myself ain't perfect. So i won't expect her to change. She shall have to realize it herself. But whatever she does just ain't making anyone happy. People can only tolerate till a certain level. I feel infuriated, exasperated, irate. Anyways, OMG. I saw this article in today's STAR newspaper. It's about the new bass. Which is like drop-dead-cute. lol. I wanna get it. But, its costly. I know. I scanned the pic into the comp.  Omg isnt is like so cute. Oh, not the hello kitty one. Purrr-lease. lol. It's the Batz-Maru one. Which is a penguin, which is like my favourite animal after koalas. Tsk tsk tsk. Sigh, my birthday is in November. lol. (Hint*hint*. you people could al share and buy it for me) it could happen. Ahahaha. I just can't stop thinking about this bass. Sigh, guess i'll have to stick to my guitar for a while. Wonder when can i get a bass. Forget bout it. Ass-Pee-Amp (Amp?? geddit?? Bass Amp?? Nevermind.) comes first for now. Yesterday night, i did something. But he ignored me. I kept teling myself that all those aren't hints for me. But, even Ling said that its rather obvious that whatever he wrote was like obviously for me. I just dont wanna think that its for me. Just not to fall again. lol. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Sunday, July 09, 2006 @ 6:14 PM
The definition of Blog.
I've looked up the definition of 'blog', 'blogging' what-so-ever online. My source came from www.google.com. Since there are SOME people, who just can't accept the fact that blogging is not lame and does not mean that whoever that blogs needs to get a life. Sigh. Such pathetic, obtuse, wretched, coward person.
Blog : Noun (plural - blogs) Definition blog - A frequent, chronological publication of personal thoughts and Web links. (no 'for people who needs to get a life' phrase seen in the definition) Information A blog is often a mixture of what is happening in a person's life and what is happening on the Web, a kind of hybrid diary/guide site, although there are as many unique types of blogs as there are people. People maintained blogs long before the term was coined, but the trend gained momentum with the introduction of automated published systems, most notably Blogger at blogger.com. Thousands of people use services such as Blogger to simplify and accelerate the publishing process. Blogs are alternatively called web logs or weblogs. However, "blog" seems less likely to cause confusion, as "web log" can also mean a server's log files. (does it say that we [people who blogs] needs to get a life?) Another definition.... blog - A blog (short for weblog) is a personal online journal that is frequently updated and intended for general public consumption. Blogs are defined by their format: a series of entries posted to a single page in reverse-chronological order. Blogs generally represent the personality of the author or reflect the purpose of the web site that hosts the blog. Topics sometimes include brief philosophical musings, commentary on Internet and other social issues, and links to other sites the author favors, especially those that support a point being made on a post. Anyways, some people jsut dont get it. What can we do then?? Labels: I don't know what, Mofos Saturday, June 10, 2006 @ 12:48 AM
Stupidity
MY FREAKING NEIGHBORS ARE LIKE FREAKING AH-LIAN'S !!!!!!
MY GOD. MY NEIGHBORS. YEESSH, I SHALL NEVER COMMUNICATE WITH THEM. I should have know. Looking at their shoe racks an those shiny ugly-looking-no-brand shoes which so totally like represent ah-lianness. Yeessh. Yucks. Bluargh. Eww. Ergh. I've bever really met them face to face but today, ah, today was the day, i saw them when i entered the lift. Same floor. And then i guessed so that they are our neighbors. OMG. The way they dress. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Looking at them make me wanna apologize to my eyeballs. Ew. Dress in such colourful clothes, with some weird green colour stockings which comes out from a three quater pants. And the other one, er, i saw some weird bracelets which looked really yucky. Then there was the ugly hairstyle, the japanese-type-hairdo-which-did-not look-nice. Sigh, wannabe's but cannot-be. Ahaks. Anyway, sometimes i hate some people. Because i do and plus what they do 'most of the time' make me do. lol. Sometimes i can't stand some people, and so i keep quiet. I'll try to be in my own world so that i can ignore those 'some people'. And like so, when i am totally quiet when who-ever-you-are are around. Then you shall know why. Tomorrow is saturday. OMG. i don't know why. Labels: I don't know what, Mofos Monday, March 27, 2006 @ 10:35 PM
What the fuck is going on?
CRASH
Back it up, back it up You got it, you got it Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up You got it, you got it Drive back baby to me fast in your car I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard (x2) ............. Today's blog is gonna be colourful. But mostly blue. Cause i'm down. Blue = sad. The main reason is because i'm feeling kinda depressed now. Feeling totally down in the dumps. sigh. I need some nice colours to make me a little less low. Wonder why the sudden mood swing today. Usually i'm high and happy without any worries. sigh. sigh. Sigh. SIGH. Something's not right. i'm feeling weird. like, why? i guess alot of things are bothering me. SPM is like around the corner. Well. sort of. It's already end of march now. And i feel so dumb. And then there is sports day. April 22nd 2006, saturday. Cheerleading practice is not going on well. Pn. Chiang is being a total biatch. Making our lives miserable. We are only allowed to stayback once a week. Like, what the fuck is that? How can we train and improve if we only have one practice a week. Total Dumbness. There wont be adequate time for us to coach the girls and perfect the routines. OMG. Life in school is like HELL. Utterly full of shit and sickening. With pressure and high expectations from the teachers and my mum. Gawd, i seriously need to STUDY HARD. SIGH. This is the first ever miserable blog by me. The negative, unenthusiastic side of krystal. So not used to it. Normally i'm alwasy blabbing about how happy i was or how blur i was or some funny stuff that happened. This is definitely different and unusual. I just feel so so so SO SO SO SO tired and pissed about everything. It all started last week. Blame it on PMS if you want. I dont know. Whatever. Maybe what my mum had said earlier in the evening contributed to this funny feeling that i'm going through now. sigh. god, let me sleep for one week, then wake up and feel better. Yeah, that shall do. Okayy, i shall stop. For those who read all the way from the top to the bottom. I salute you for tolerating all the pessimist words written by me. This is so so saddening. You would have slap me and say 'wake up, be happy and forget those shits' or say some other positive phrase if you had the chance. Yeah, whatever. i hope i'll feel better tomorrow. tomorrow will be a better day. right? :( |
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