Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
This Is Me
Me. Magical. Min. Maniac. Monster. Monetary.
"Never let anything known for anyone to stab you in."
FORGIVE BUT NEVER FORGET!
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Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Berkeley Hotel, Bangkok, Thailand
<24.10.2013 - 28.10.2013>
A random table we ate at had 2 coasters on the table. Reminded of me of an ex best friend.
My mom's favorite tea cup sets.
My bi-yearly dentist visits. I have my first tooth decay in Thailand! What the feathers!! It hurts damn bad when he drilled into my teeth and hits the nerves.
My sister's boyfriend's dog breed. I call it "Polar" (after how he named his dog) because I don't know what is the breed.
Bartender Simon's favorite kind of dog.
A little baby bird's nesting in the nest when dining at the airport.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
It Starts With A....
I saw this on someone's Facebook. A simple question. It starts with a....
For me, it may start with idolization. Or just another fan.
Or start with the invention of Facebook! We started out on Facebook messaging.
Or did it start with my fall? A fall that made him got me bandages?
Or did it start with just a kind act. Someone offered to help me run some errands.
Did it start with impulse? An impulse to know the real person behind this personality?
What did it start with? Damn it. Am simply guessing all the answers but none are coming back with an approve. Damn it.
What did it begin with? Begin with an end in mind? Think that's the smartest thing I can ever come up with. And it sounds corny. Damn.
The answer: I got it right. Bandages.
I'm a psychic!
Thursday, October 17, 2013
My Gold Anklet Is Missing
Some fucker broke into my room and took my gold anklet. And I know it's you. That cunning bitch. So return it already! You know how careful I am especially when it comes to jewelleries that I kept together.
You can't miss it. I had them all in a bag. And only the butterflies anklet is missing? You know how much gold costs.
I adore them so return them to me! How could anyone be such a prick? It irks me to know that you can still talk to me like nothing happened.
Give it back to me.
I thought government is efficient. How come no one brings me in when I know so much? Why no one helps when my room is constantly being broke into, things stolen? How come they didn't know that people can re enact the exact situation using a person's brainwave? I believe the whole world is being recorded in real time video. So where's my help?! Why didn't people ask how I know so much? Especially when I can't be bothered?!?! My house is accessible via passcode. Who else knows my room's pin except for me? No one has it. Not even my parents. And they could easily tell me and threaten me like that.
What? NSA, how come you're not doing anything about the technology that could read a person's thoughts.
Sounds unbelievable. But how many times had I complained? And now my precious treasured gold anklet is gone! The last straw over and over again! Driving me to my grave?! Soon! Don't wait for a life to be gone, AGAIN, because of this cursed technology. Do something about it! Irresponsible law enforcers. Think about it. Who have the access to this?! The world didn't know about it? Come on. It can't be.
And damn. It got to be a Singaporean. My room is in Singapore. Fuck it with the careful speech and politically correct answers. I'm so close to jumping down already! Do something about it! And Singapore is suppose to be constantly checking out on messages and conversations exchange. So what is or that you guys don't know?
I reported so many reports. None came back with a result. And? What's with the securities and safety of Singapore?! Fuck me!
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
An Update After So Long
Was out of job since 01.10.2013. I have myself a period of one month before I land myself in another job.
Surprisingly, I got one job on the 04.10.2013. Started work on the 05.10.2013.
Office hours, from 0900 hrs till 1800 hrs. And everyday, I'll knock out cold upon reaching home. Guess I'm blessed in a way that I have someone sending me home everyday.
Hadn't been running in a while. I have just shed 5kg and I'm planning on losing more. But work life drains all energy out of me daily. Plus, my running buddy is down with flu. Damn. No motivation at all.
Maybe he is sabotaging my diet to lose more weight than me. Hahaha. But we all know that it's not possible for someone to treat me so mean.
Thanks to a friend's friend, I have watched all available seasons of The Mentalist. And Dexter is on it's way!!! To that friend's friend, I really want to treat you to dinner because you're indirectly helping to kill all free time I have on hand.
I'll be going for a honeymoon (an insider's joke - I am single but not available) soon. Can't wait for it! Short trip to Thailand, Bangkok.
And that's all I'm up to these days. Constant exchanging of messages in my free time and working my ass off as a telemarketer. Haha.
You can't be serious. I am not a telemarketer. Please don't believe any crap I say. I am in a weird mood these days. I must be going crazy because all I say is crap and nonsensical lies. Then stare at anyone who believes me.
This was drawn during dinner yesterday. One person too a stroke each to see what picture we will end up with.
Not bad right? I guess our creativity adds up to a sky high level of NORMALITY.
Sigh. Where's all the creativity in young people like me?
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay