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there :) it is done

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... i'll be back :)
soon la.
but not here.




watch this space!
leave your email with me and i'll notify you with the latest update :)

hugs and loves :)

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there's no other thing that irks me more than people who act like they are not who they really are! there's only ONE you, maybe with different sides, but not 2 yous... or... 3 yous.

if you are NOT cute, stop acting it.
if you are NOT sexy, stop posing like you are.
if you are NOT smart, don't patronize others by telling the world to get pity.
if you are NOT pretty, don't solicit sympathy by saying how worthless you are.
play to your strengths! and if you have none, FIND IT!

ugh!
roar!

stop pretending to be nice to me and be angry at/hate/envy/despise/loathe me if you do. i definitely prefer that you show your real feelings than to hide them so inadequately behind that thin veil of lies you have over your ugly smile and face. you may be beautiful and smart and talented and well loved, but underneath all that you're worth nothing to me simply because of the fact you can not be true to your own downfall. i'd even admire you if you weren't so plastic.

don't patronize me by telling me nice things, and making me feel like i'm doing SOME good but behind my back feel like i'm doing nothing but hold you back. honestly. you think i'm blind or deaf? you forget that i can read your actions and thoughts if i wanted to. the things you say, and the things you imply... they don't go unnoticed. most people just turn a deaf ear towards what you say about them.  why? because on the outside, you portray mr nice man... and this confuses them as to how they should see you.

know what?
you can't fool me.
you never did.
and you never will.

all this time i had to stay silent because i was just too nice for my own good. it isn't fair that you take me for granted and just do whatever you please JUST so you can feel better about your measly existence in my eyes. you are not capable of doing half the things i can. you may have your strengths, your experiences and your fake-witted charm, but in the end, you have no resources and no credibility to back you up. simply because you think it is alright to stay in the stagnant position you are in. be a man, and live up to your ball's namesake. don't be hoping to depend on your future wife for the bread and dough for the house because brother, either you have NO manlihood or you are going to be a bachelor for life. either way, you gain nothing.

sure, you've helped me out a couple of times over in the past year or so. but that counts for NOTHING in comparison to the very things that i am STILL currently funding for you. but do you ever hear me dangle that threat in your face? no.

so damn it, stop taking me for granted and treat me with the respect that i have rightfully earned by now. and if you do not think i am capable. watch me walk out and eat my dust. cos that's the last thing you will be seeing from me. and take it from me when i say that without what i am so willing and prepared to offer, you are left with nothing.

you might not even know this post is about you.
know why?
you're that ignorant.



bye.

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it's been a pleasure, whee whee! :)
merci boucoup, people :)
i'm not going on a hiatus this time.
i will NOT be taking care of this place anymore...
but maybe there will be sooome updates by poon once in every while :)
thankyou thankyou, to those who love me,
and thankyou thankyou to those who show me hate (it's flattering :D)
thankyou thankyou to those who stalk this place (from as far as the US!)
thankyou thankyou to those who check up on this... VERY-SLOW-loading blog!
thankyou thankyou to those who bother to comment
and no thankyou thankyou to those who just come, see and leave (boo sama you!)
hehe.. kidding :D i love you too (ahem*)



i'll let ya'll know if i will blog again :)
maybe when i go overseas....lah.
or earlier.
see how :)

doesn't this place look abit dirty to you? maybe cluttered, hor?
hmmm.
maybe thats why i don't like.
hate the skin also, bluekh...

oh ya, didn't show you my short hair.
nah. my narcissism before i go :)
wheee!

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i always wondered why there were so many january babies :D

hahahahahha...

we're friskier in spring time!

ho ho ho! if your baby comes out in january, i know what you did last spring, hahah!

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SOOOO!!

i just want to rant to the public about how much i hate going into Kepong! like okay, i know alot of people hate comin into sg buloh, but i hate hate HATE going into kepong, i absofreakinglutely cannot stand it!

i was there, back and forth, in december cos this super nice and talented seamstress lived there and had no means of going anywhere to meet moi, so i had to drive there in and out ALONE! and i cannot begin to tell you about the stupid drivers that drive while hanging on the phone, chewing bubblegum, solving a rubix cube AND making out with the poor soul sitting at the passenger seat!

the damn road system makes no sense at all also! i have to make this SUPER DUPER GIANT U TURN just to return to where i started SO that i can get out of the stupid area okay! at least when you see the roads in sg buloh being all bitchy, you know it's cos of the malaysian-timing construction! but NOHH!! the roads in KEPONG ARE MADE THAT WAYY!!! o_O what on earth is wrong?!?!?

OH AND LET'S NOT FORGET TO MENTION THAT IT IS CONNECTED TO THE EVERY-CRAZY JAMMED MRR2

GROAR!

and have i mentioned the ROADS?!?!?! i know sg buloh roads are bad la. but these are CONSISTENTLY bad ok. esp kampung kepong's side! the town centre is alright, albeit eh crazy traffic cos that part of kepong just HAPPENS to be the kiampsiap toll-free way to Kuala the Lumpur and Mont your Kiara AND ALSO! to hartamas! (like abuden, cos mont kiara is next to hartamas la right)

i hate hate HATE HATE HATE kepong lahh!!!

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i have dreams.
bad dreams.
of demons.
blood.
gun shots.
knives.
death.
running.
hiding.
screaming.
and more blood.

somebody help me :(

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This is hilarious .. even an Englishman could not construct sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and Singaporeans.


Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence
using 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did
it again from 10 back to 1. This is what
he came up with ...


1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep.
But the couple saw me, so I panic and 4 down.

The man rushed out and wanted to 5 with me. I ran until I fell 6 and
threw up. So I go into 7-eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at him.

Then I took a 9 and try to stab at him. 10 goodness he run
away.

10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-
eleven. Next day I called my boss and told him I was 6.

He said 5, tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work.
He also asked me to go climb a 3 and jump down.

I don't understand. I am so nice 2 him but I don't know what he 1.



Have a nice day :D

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