Oh Television, Thou Hast Screweth Me Up.

Was watching this chinese game show with my mom the other day. Decided to take a few pictures to use on an appropriate post, but turns out, when you take pictures directly from the TV, they always turn out fucked with lines stricken across. Bah.

I forgot what the game show was about but I definitely did not know what the fuck everyone was talking about. Apparently this show teaches people about their rights in life and buisness and so on and so forth and what not and all that fucks. This was what I interpreted for this scene, which seemed to show a wife treating her husband to a massage at a shop. The 'lady' who was supposed to massage the guy's feet is sort of creepy. Here go the captions.

When the massage 'woman' saw the man she was happy. Overjoyed. Psychopathic.

Then his wife came in and said they both needed a massage. The massage 'woman' did not like her.

Apparently the massage 'woman' liked the smell of her husbands socks and it made her high. I didn't take a picture of it because I was laughing like a mad cow. The scene was so fucking retarded I had those ashmatic coughs after the show.

The wife of the man kept talking to the massage 'woman' and asked when was she going to be done with her husband's feet. The massage 'woman' said there was alot left to do. So she continued with various techniques learnt from China or some small ass village in the mountains. Go figure.

This picture is self-explanatory. At first glance it might look a little S&M, or more commonly known to me as 'Sex Mendera'. I'm not a fan of it, but hey, who am I to judge the sexual intercourse preference of other people? As long as I'm not a part of it. *whip crack*

The couple then were furious to why the husband's socks were gone. They blamed the massage 'woman'. 'She' denied. So they asked for the manager to give a complaint. The 'massage lady' pleaded for them not to. They insisted 'she' call the manager. 'She' said that wasn't possible. They asked why.

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Because 'she' was the manager. Dot. Dot. Dot.

Moving on, I was watching some chinese cooking show again today. Screw those channels as they did not have subtitles. Screw them all. Astro can put in so many stupid Tamil channels but can't make sure there are fucking subtitles in the chinese channel for banana people like me? THINK OF THE BANANA PEOPLE PLS. ROARRRR.

Anyways, this guy looked damned familliar. Thinking about it, it struck me hard. Oh em gee, he's come back to haunt me. Why oh why television have you done this to me. What have I done to you? >:( But of course, it wasn't really him. Just some cheap knock-off from Taiwan or Beijing. ...BEIJING!!!!! SOB SOB SOB!!!!!

100th Post.

Not that it would mean anything significant, I mean, if I had just posted each day for just over months, I would have reached this point long before. But no matter, I have 1 more week of holidays and I might as well post something for these few days.

Two days ago I slept over at Kristine's house with a few other friends after a long day at Parkson and the beach. Really energetic day and I didn't have enough sleep. So I slept last night from 8 till 11 today in the morning. But moving on, I took some pictures with my phone when we were in Parkson. The pictures from the beach were taken from Kristine's camera. I took 98% of the 180+ pictures that day. All good pictures and all good potential for derogatory captions. Meheheh.

I waited at Coffee Bean while waiting for Grace and Sarah. I ordered an iced tea. It was lousy iced tea. And it was RM 8++. Fuck franchise coffee and tea shops. If you're going to serve damn expensive tea with a small amount of crushed ice, then go shove a plastic cup up your ass. Damn waste of money.




When Belinda arrived we got news that Paulina and Cathrine were already at the food court waiting. So, we go walk up lo. Why they cannot go Coffee Bean to find us? They know that walking up is more mah-fan. Damn them. :( On the way to the food court, Belinda wanted to buy a hanger thinger for her phone. So we go to a 'Made from China Spongebob de Shop' near the escalator, near the 'Made from Taiwan Pinky Ah-lian Shoppink Storez'. Found out Grace loves balls indeed. Hairy balls. Furry Balls. Balls of colour. Of different sizes. And at the same time! OMGWTF.



You see? Even girl de type furry pinky ball oso wanna touch touch muo muo raba raba. I told her to put it down because she wasn't going to buy it, so better don't touch it. But you know what she said to me? You know what she said?



Me: "Grace ah, dun touch la, you not buying it oso, just leave the damn thing alone, you know how many bunnies they kill to wrap that ball with fur?"
Grace: "Nyarr, I dunch care. I like furry de ball ball, so cute and hairy. I wan to hold hold and touch touch. So nice to hold de ball ball! Ee-yer, you see you see, got blue blue de colour oso. Ee! I want touch touch oso!"
Me: "Oits, Grace ar! Stop la! Aiyo!"

But anyway, the shopkeeper didn't notice Grace's obsession. She was layan-ing Bel and I accidentally took this picture while the shopkeeper was cutting the plastic ring around the keychain Bel was aiming for.



Wah lao, her husband must be proud the Dai Lo behind Sin Liang. After that we went up to the food court to meet up with Cat and Pol. Pol was still eating but she greeted us with such semangat. Grace was very happy to see Pol.



Grace immediately told Pol about the coloured balls.



Pol tried to look interested. Pol lost her appetite. :(



Then with a sudden turn of convo, the 5 girls started talking about their 'monthly' thing. I just listened. I took videos of the conversation and it was actually quite interesting when watched back. I shall try to post videos soon. As soon as I don't feel lazy. I kind of forgot what they were talking about but it was very strange listening to it. Then Grace or Sarah asked about the balloons and Pol took a packet out. Grace immediately started to blow on it. She likes to blow. Sarah likes to blow too. So they blow the balloons. You pervert. Sick reader.

Soon they got bored with it and thought of something else to do with it. Since balloons were made of rubber, naturally, they thought of condoms. Since condoms were made of rubber too. Did you know that? Omg!



Grace wanted to try on a condom balloon. So they help her pasang the condoms balloons on her fingers. She was very excited and said that this might be the only time she can use the condoms balloons so she whacked me with all her five different flavoured condoms coloured balloons. She said she liked bubblegum flavoured condoms pink coloured balloons the most. I also like pink coloured condom bubblegum flavoured balloons. WTF, Grace hacking my computer. She also whacked my camera with her 5 condoms balloons like insane mad cow stick insect. In the end, she took them off because she said she was sweating in them. Lol. Sweating in condoms. Woo~. I hate balloons. I don't hate condoms. *wink wink*

So after that, we decided to go hunting for food at the supermarket. We bought juice and junk food. Later, the ones having 'monthly' problem sat on the cold drinks thinger to cool down their, umm, thighs. Very hot walking you know. The thighs, umm, get very hot. Urr.



I don't know why Cat look weird in this pic. But nvm la, as long funny. Come on, look at her face again. Wakakaka~ I sure die next Monday.

Buy groceries liao we go walk far far to the bus stop. Here are some hawt pics I took while finding shade under the girls' shadows. Kekeke, so stalker rite?



Mmmm, nice.
When we got on the bus to the bus station, we tried to call Kristine to pick us up from there. But no, she dowan to. So we waited at the tourist information centre area. So many fucking perverts man. Old lagi. I'm sure if they were all hot hot ang-mo guys the girls woulden't mind being stared at, but all the men there were fucking old perverts man. Shit. Like never have enough sex at home. Apa lagi their children so many.



So damn kelien I see the girls so... happy????? Wad durr fuk? They smiling so happy for what? Wah lao, notti girls. When we finally caught a bus, we went to Ma Baker opposite Chunga Hunga school to buy the cake for Chrispian. Then Kristine came. Fat Kristine come so late. FAT FAT FAT. At least her mom was there to send us to the beach. Finally. From this point on, I used Kristine's camera. Don't be fooled by her blog. Most GOOD pictures are taken by me. That sly whale. :((

I will post about our time in the beach. Damn good times. Wonder if we can have this ever again after SPM. I hope so.

Headlines For The Road.

17 Y.O. Schoolgirl Kidnaps Child of 17 Y.O. Schoolgirl.

August 21, 2007 - Kristine Wong, a student currently studying in SMK St. Joseph, Miri, has been apprehended for kidnapping a 2 y.o. girl from her mother, Cathrine Boni, also a student from the same school. Pictures taken as event occured, by distant friend, who requests to remain anonymous.

As anonymous reported,

Now, it was like this, this cute girl, which, by the way, had huge popping eyes, was just standing around quietly, scratching her bum-bum. Then suddenly, this, really weird girl, I think her name was Kristine, she just came up to the kid and started to get all perverted. You could tell, the kid was hella frightened. I was creeped out myself. I wanted to go all Jackie Chan Wacha on this bitch, but she was so strong and big. I coulden't handle her by myself, so I just ran away and took more pictures from the bushes.

She gave a big grunt and a snort after I was knocked down, and picked up the frightened kid.

Then she grunted and laughed as I ran away and hid in the nearby bushes.

Soon after, the brute, Kristine, put a bomoh-like spell on the young child, and she immediately went into a trance, thinking this crude animal was her mother.

The the baby girl was all hers, following the monster around like a zombie. I was on the verge of tears. The sheer terror! Sob sob.

Oh, she was also wearing these terrible looking tropical short pants. Fashion police please. Kristine later felt very hungry and proceeded to the nearest food outlet. She stopped in Ma Baker, and then ate everything in the bakery and only gave the little girl a can of air bunga. So nasty. Coincidentally, the childs mother just happened to be at the bakery eating roti john after leaving her daughter in school alone. She caught sight of her baby with the brutish stranger and then threatened to pull Kristine's hair. Cathrine's daughter just sipped her drink emotionless, still in a trance. Poor thing.

Kristine then was immediately afraid for fear that if any of her treasured hairs get pulled out, her mighty manly strength would be sapped forever. So she asked for a last hug and ran away screaming.

So then, Cathrine reconciled with her daughter and hey lived happily ever after. Hey, do I get any comission from these pictures? They're really good okay? Come on, 50 a picture? That's a good offer la. Come on. You don't wa- *knocked out*.

"WTF, this freak isn't my mother!! ARHH!!" *kicks Cathrine's ass*

- Reported on 22.8.07 -

Pretentious Smiles, You Disgust Me Greatly.

It's often we come across people who aren't really secure about themselves. Usually people pretend to act poised and collected, even though they're not really smart or strike very boring conversations. Though, like the polite human beings we are taught to be, we give these people face, and act as though we care, just to keep them happy.

I can relate to this very much. I'm not going to lower myself saying I have never put up a charade acting nice. I will not be a hypocrite, though this would probably be said in a sense of hypocrisy. But, whatever, ya?

So far, I've been able to relate to only 2 people in my life. That is to say, friendlies Yinny and Lydia. Hard comments turned words of wisdom. It teaches more than it slaps you in the face. You'd be better off knowing what is true in a minute than going through years knowing false facts.

Though, I would love to have the power to slap people in the face with an invisible hand, some things in life are just not fair. Where is the magic in ridicule. Such a mundane world do we live in. Still, I have thoughts about contracting HIV/AIDS one point in my life. It's not like I'm going to have, like, wild sex with strangers or anything, it's just that the statistics are rising and I'm seemingly turning sadistic again. Oh shit, snapping out. *poof*

In the epitome of niceness, I have, in fact, saved a person from being rejected by institutions of further education. As expected, it is neither acknowledged or appreciated. Either way, the person still makes mistakes. I wonder if I should still help. Oh, the sheer dispicability of it all. *grin*

Concluding this seeming release of inner rage towards all who are idiotic and stupid, I will end by saying a big 'Thank You' to Yinny and Lydia, for slapping me with realism. In my own world, I will keep all cool things to myself from now on and share it if I get something cool in return. *smirk*

Note to self : Do not gorge on excess mashed potatoes and chinese wine. Carbohydrates may have reaction with alcohol to cause unfocused ramblings of a apocalyptic hobo.

- end of transmission -

Feeling of Disappointment 2.

Alright, continuing on. I have pictures of the pre-show and after-performance but not during the results time. I can't handle it. Hope you all don't mind.

The day started off at our meeting point, which was at the front of Pustaka Miri. We immediately began applying the make-up on the actresses. Charlene was to look like a clubber girl with excessive make-up, Lydia was to look motherly but a little pale as she is unhealthy and Nadirah was to have alot of blush to look healthy and young.

Charlene's make-up was applied by Joanne, our senior in drama, Lydia's make-up was by Kristine, and Sarah handled Nadirah. I forgot what Grace was doing... Anyway, here are pictures of them.

You should know by now, I like even numbers, because it makes my pictures look balanced, so I put two pictures of Lydia. Don't laugh. Mmph, kakakaka~ Kristine, Sarah, Grace and Joanne did a great job. We all took pictures of the drama queens for memories! :P

End product? *lame drum roll*

Oh shit! Salah orang!

Fuwah~ So leng~ ehem. Okay, moving on. Wakaka, potong stim chak chak~ During the competition I was running like some idiot infront of the CHian(ChungHua-ian) prefects on duty backstage. But after that, we went for lunch and came back not soon after to find the CHian drama members also waiting at the staircase. We talked abit and got to know them more. They were really a lively bunch. I can actually say that I love them. So much like us when we have the energy. They seem to have too much. Darn it.

That's the Chung Hua drama members on the left, and us on the right. The one who's blur is the director and scriptwriter for their drama. The one in Indian clothing is one of their main actresses and both of them are seriously hyper. They call each other pig and piglet too. o.o And the woman they're pulling is actually their supervising teacher. I swear, there are alot of similarities that I can't seem to figure out.

Some camwhoring after, we watched the rest of the performers, which were complete cr*p, and then the results. *_* These are the pictures I could post. The rest are just too hurtful. Aih.

Congrats to Charlene for getting Best Performer! :)

And a thank you to all the crew members:

Charlene (Actress)

Lydia (Actress)

Nadirah (Actress)

Sharon (Control Room Manager)

Sarah (Clothes/Make-up)

Grace (Clothes/Make-up)

Kristine (Clothes/Make-up)

Hafizie (Music)

Harry (Lighting)

Thaddeus (Stage Crew)

Aiman (Stage Crew)

Hazwan (Stage Crew)

... I forgot someone. Hmm, nvm.

Last but not least, a big arigato to our seniors, Joanne, Larry, David and Kenan. You guys helped us alot. Good luck with your studies!!

Signing out,

St. Joe Drama Team Crybaby.