Saturday, November 26, 2005

My Fifth Season

Announcement!

AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL SEASON 5 IS COMING WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 21, 10.30 PM ON CHANNEL 5!

There! I did Channel 5 a huge favour. Now give me money! Hahaha! Yay I'm so excited! I mean, I thought they were going to show it like, at the end of next year or something, I'm so proud of you, Mediacorp.

Ok, I shall not write about the bad things about my day, so I don't think I'm going to write much. Well, at least I had fun with the Black Fairies at Junction 8. Ok, well I got the Top Model info from Lime. Well, as I was reading Lime, I was flipping through and they had interviews on like, local stars or something and they were all Singapore Idol contestants until I flipped the page and saw Ryan's photo! How weird, and they didn't ask him which school he came from. Instead, the Lime interviewers were asking him how long he could hold his breath underwater. Way to go, Lime interviewers.

Please tell me the name of the Chicken Little song. Ok, it was catchy in the cinema and all, but when they played it, the song is stuck in my head. And I sang it in the shower.

Friday, November 25, 2005

My Precious Poles

Hey guess what?! I just had the craziest SMS conversation ever! Well, here it goes and I'm quoting exactly what my teammate, Li Hui, said. Well, the team needs bamboo poles to support the roof. Ya, really dumb, huh?

Li Hui: Bring 4 bamboo poles of the same length
Me: Umm... How long do u want the bamboo pole to be?
Li Hui: Tricia say u just bring all the poles.
Me: Huh? I don't get it.
Li Hui: Just bring 4 bamboo poles dun care the size and length.
Me: The shops don't sell small poles. They sell like 2 metres long. But i don't know how to cut. Can i find another alternative? Y need the pole ah?
Li Hui: We need the poles for the store decoration. U dun have any poles at home meh? Wat do u use to hang ur clothes?
Me: I got but how am i supposed to cut them? Exactly wat type of decor?
Li Hui: U dun need to cut them. U just bring them. We are going to use the poles to support the roof.
Me: How am i supposed to bring the bamboo poles? They're really really long. Isn't there another alternative?
Li Hui: Sorry, but there isn't. Just bring. Or u try asking tricia?

I showed my mother the messages and my mother was outraged that someone had the audacity to force us to mutiliate our precious bamboo poles. My mother then called the girl a stupid girl, then she told everyone in the house about it and everyone was against the girls. Haha! Then, my brother wanted me to reply: How about no?!. I feel like doing it, but I just can't. I dunno why. Stupid, stupid girl. My mother wanted to go to Junction 8 and scold the girl in front of everyone. Hahaha!!!!

Thursday, November 24, 2005

My Classical Art

Outrageous! Or however you spell it. School holidays are making me stupider, or is it stupidier? Ok, whatever! Ok, so I was hungry at around 4 and wanted to have some tea. No, I didn't eat crumpets or butter cookies or biscuits or had tea. Obviously, anyone would know that there's always a McDonald's nearby, with the exception of people living in Simei of course. Well, went to Mac and tried out the Teriyaki Burger Meal and I was supposed to get the Seaweed Shaker for my fries but when I got home, I found out that I didn't get any! Seaweed Shakers are worth much much more than 20 cents I can tell you that! I'm going to write a letter to the president of McDonald's aka Ronald McDonald and his friends (Hamburglar, the unmemorable bird, the purple cone, etc.)

Ok, I have officially gone crazy like Disgusting.Crazy.Lisa. Ok, speaking of disgusting, America's Next Top Model has made me realise that Tyra Banks has gone crazy! I mean, if you think that she's crazy, think again because she's gone crazier! Somebody please get for her a strapjacket. Ok, this week on Top Model, the girls are supposed to be impersonating classic art but, of course, they had to pose with sex! Gong! I hope art enthusiasts blackmail Tyra Banks. I mean, seriously Tyra, you're a stupid, stupid bitch. I remember there was one conflict where there was one ad where models posed like The Last Supper and everybody was mad at them and the Pope wanted to ban fashion and crucify Tyra Banks and show her what it's like or something. Ok, maybe I was exaggerating. Ok, here's the fashion ad,
CLICK HERE when it's supposed to be like this, CLICK HERE. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tyra Banks and her crazy fashion world. Well, sorry if I offended any of you.

Ok, well, here's some of totally modified art.

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Bre posing as the Mona Lisa. What the hell? She doesn't even pose like Mona Lisa. This girl's a diva! Divas did not exist during Da Vinci's days! The real art is
HERE! BTW: Don't image Google Mona Lisa when your parents are looking. Just don't!

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Jayla posing as Whistler's Mother. Well, at least this is Ok, but with the pink background? The real art is
HERE!

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Kim posing as Venus in the Birth of Venus. Ha! It seriously looks like a cheap work by Photoshop. And a lesbian is posing as Venus! Venus would be really really embarrassed, because this is the first time she is portrayed as a man! The real art is
HERE! But do be careful though.

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Nicole posing as The Girl With The Pearl Earring and what? I don't really know much about art. At least she looks a bit girly. The real art is
HERE!

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Nik posing as the Vitruvian Man. You know, the naked guy who's doing jumping jacks. Fortunately, she's not naked. The art is
HERE!

See? Tsk tsk tsk.

My Movie Madness

Yay I've become a real movie junky! Hooray! Well, on Tuesday, my cousin got free tickets for Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. My mother wanted to go but the movie's all the way at Suntec and she was too lazy. Well, so it was me, my brother and my cousin, Liza. As the tickets were free, we were all scattered and had to sit next to strangers. I missed the good part, the part where Chicken Little was reminding everyone to switch off their handphones. I came in late, but no matter. The girl next to me kept on talking to herself. She was like, "Ew, how come he run like that?" and "Ew, how come his beard's tied up?" So mainly it was Ew.

Tomorrow I'll be going to watch The Exorcism of Emily Rose!!! Yay! I might get to pee in my pants. Ok, whatever.

Monday, November 21, 2005

My Mother's Twenty Cents

Today was a very emotional day for my mother, because she was cheated of twenty cents. She wanted to complain to the president of Shing Song, but I didn't let her.

Ok, so the day started off with my brother going off to get some scholarship or something and he's getting pocket money. So, he brags and brags about how he's gonna get about $1000 and how he's gonna buy a PSP. Ya, and I'm Janice Dickinson. I mean, my parents won't even let him buy one. Ha! And he bragged about how the graphics of his non-existent PSP are so much better than my century-old Gameboy Advance. DUH! I mean, at least I don't have to imagine that I'm playing a Portable Gaming Device.

OK, that afternoon, my mother and I went to Loyang Point and guess who we met?! I didn't! We met my mother's long-lost classmate from secondary school. I don't really know which school my mother comes from. And I was really really shocked when I saw her. She was wearing ho-style clothes. So, I didn't salam her, then my mother had the audacity to say, "Eh, you never salam?". It was like salam-ing a malay version of Janice Dickinson. She looked like Janice Dickinson too. But I didn't say that she was a ho, I just said she had ho-style clothes. She, apparently, owns this spa or something and forces my mother, in an aggresive tone, to go to the spa. Then, she bragged that she was featured in some unknown magazine, like those free community magazines you get when you open the mailbox and you swore you never subscribed and you have the urge to throw it in the dustbin. Then she forced my mother, in an aggresive tone, to read the magazine, even though I know that we already used it for a bonfire.

Sing Song! Ok, I seriously don't know how to spell the name of the shop. Well, If you don't know, Sheng Song is the place where drama takes place. My mother had the urge to buy those carton drinks in those boxes. Unfortunately, she bought in in those packet drinks that costs 60 cents. She wanted to buy the carton pack, which contains 6x4x4 packet drinks (6 packets in one large packet, four large packets in a box). Get it? No? Good. OK, so we asked the Sing Shong person and they said that the 6x4x4 carton is out of stock but he said that we can buy four 6x4 packets. So my mother did. We bought other stuff, and went to the counter, and that's where drama begins. When the packets of drinks were scanned, my mother asked the cashier if it's really the price of the 6x4x4 pack. Apparently, the cashier does not understand English. Panic soon arrives. After the scanning, my mother checked the receipt and forced me to go to the drinks section and check out the price of one 6x4x4 pack. So, it was 20 cents cheaper than buying four 6x4 packs. My mother told me that she was cheated. Ya, of 20 cents. She wanted to go back inside and wanted to complain but I told her that I'll pay the 20 cents, just to make her happy. I hate going to Loyang Point.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

My Grilled Chicken Foldover

Hey guess what? I dreamt about ordering at McDonalds! And I was ordering a Grilled Chicken Foldover. So was everybody else.

Friday, November 18, 2005

My Sense of Humour

School holidays are getting boring. Seriously! Now I can't wait for school to start. Yay! I just can't wait for my 'O' Levels. Yay!

Ok, I think I'm getting crazy. So yesterday, I watched Harry Potter and the Bowl of Water and it was amusing, not drop-dead-funny! Seriously, I wonder if I was the only one in the theater that doesn't have a proper sense of humour or if I was the only one in the theater that does have a proper sense of humour. I only laughed once and that part was kind of funny. Everyone in the cinema was laughing every 5 minutes. Maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm angry inside cos I've been through stuff so I'm angry. Ahh... I miss Tiffany.

Ok, so at around 4 today, I decided to go to Loyang Point and not just lie on the couch like some dead carcass. Brought $10 of my Hari Raya money, and went to McDonalds. Seriously, I'm spending half of my Hari Raya money to buy food! So I'm gonna be as fat as Keenyah before you know it. Blame it on my boredom. Ok, since I was so bored and bought a Chicken Foldover Meal for my afternoon snack even though I already ate lunch. Then, I met this crazy lady in her late 30s. So, I order my afternoon snack. Then, before I paid, I said that I was a member and tried tapping my card on the reader. It didn't work and she just snatched my card and tried to tap and it worked. Then, this is what she said: "Ha, auntie got powers like Harry Potter." Wow, utter madness.

PS: There's this cheap Victoria's Secret sale at Loyang Point and lots and lots of maids are rushing to buy lingeres at $5 a piece. Ew.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

My Balcony Blowout

One word to describe how I'm feeling now: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

My uncle just had to invite our family to their house tomorrow night, which is 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire' night. I don't care. I'm going! I'm sure my brother's not going because he works 24/7 and sleeps during his spare time. He sure is utilizing every bit of his life, ain't he?

Well, tomorrow, when nobody's at home, I'm gonna go to the balcony and SCREAM!!! I think it would make me more calm. Or I can just eat chocolate, but still, I want to save some money. Seriously, this is so retarded, of all the days my uncle could pick to invite us, he chose tomorrow. Who wants to go out visiting on a Thursday night? I mean, we have to prepare for school (for the primary school kids) and work and stupid dumb apprentice shit. I haven't even told my mother about my Harry Potter outing. She still doesn't know that I'm judging for our school's fashion show. Omg I'm a rebellious child! Noooooooo!

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

My Bitchy Apprentice

Wow. Jennipher's actually Tricia. First of all, I didn't know she was a bitch in the first place. She's like a self-proclaimed bitch who enjoys being hated by everyone. Seriously, I think she's home-schooled and that's why she doesn't really have social grace. I mean, I'm stuck with her for the stupid Enterprise thingy and she talks to me like I'm stupid and dumb. I might be stupid OR dumb, but I am not stupid AND dumb. I'm sorry, I do not exist in this world just to feed her ego.

We were all forced to go to Pocatello (aka her house) today just to look at the stuff that we're going to sell and she's the biggest pessimist I've ever seen. Seriously, she would score a big fat juicy 'F' if she were to sit down for the sociology examinations. She thinks friends are for her to irritate, mock, insult and downright humiliate them. If Mattell would make a doll from her, the doll would say with her trademark phrases; "Go and die lar!" and "Get out of my house in 5 minutes or I'll throw salt at you!" and "Who wants to take this stupid shit home [referring to the goods]".

My handphone hasn't celebrated its first birthday, so I could repair it for free, but seriously, I prefer Nokia. I'm currently using this spare Nokia 3100 handphone and it's so GREAT even though it doesn't have a camera or MP3s. The best thing about it is that you get to save 10 minutes of your life every couple of days from charging your handphone. You just slot the circular charge piece into the charge slot and voila! It's charging! Stupid Motorola!

Friday, November 11, 2005

My Touch of Death

Ahhh!!! I think I'm a jinx or something! Seriously! Everything I touch seems to die. First, it was Kyle, now it's my stupid Motorola handphone. Seriously, I'm not critisizing Motorola or something, but PLEASE DO SOMETHING WITH THE CHARGER SLOT!!! I'm pleading with you! It's so hard to charge my handphone because the charge slot is rectangular instead of Nokia's round one and when you slot the charger in the charge slot, you could wobble it, so if you just move accidentally your handphone when you charge, you will have to readjust, which takes about 10 minutes! And last night, I charged my phone overnight and the minute before I slept, it was already charging halfway. Then, when I woke up in the morning, it's dead. I think I might be a mutant or something, like Rouge from the X-Men. Haha, then I could just touch Jennipher and she'll be dead! More on the Jennipher later.

People are doing this weird 5 weird things about yourself thingy. You should do it. I think it's made from Hiang Ling. I think I might do it. Thanks, Hiang Ling! So, I'm gonna do it the ANTM way!

When you feel confident and strong, you might reveal something that otherwise you might not. What's my secret?
  1. I used to live in Perth from Primary 2 to Primary 6. Our backyard was huge and my father grew lots of vegetables and fruits and we had a swimming pool. Now I regret not going swimming everyday. Anyway, that's the reason I suck in my Malay.
  2. When I was small, my brother lied to me and told me that it was my birthday, even though it was only around March. Then, I told my mother and asked her for presents. She refused to give me any presents or money. Then, I put on a tantrum and cried. Immature me.
  3. I used to think, and sometimes still think, that I'm adopted because I have never seen my baby photo. The only youngest picture of me is when I was about 2 years old. Or maybe it's just because I'm the 3rd child and my parents got sick of taking pictures of babies.
  4. Like what I previously wrote, I thought I had mutant powers. When X-Men 2 came out in cinemas, I would take out a metal spoon and think that I can bend it. I also half-expected someone like Professor X to knock on my door and take me somewhere.
  5. I haven't told anyone this, but I think all my five senses are partially spoilt. I have to wear glasses, I can't smell a fart when people in the room can smell it (It's not my fart!). I can't really hear well and would have to ask the person to repeat, and I can't really differenciate taste.

Hope you learnt something about me (i.e. I'm really crazy). Well, speaking of crazy, the girl who pissed me off (and still pisses me) on Tuesday shall now be known as Jennipher. Looks can be deceiving. Who would have thought that she was a really bitchy bitch. I know it seems like I'm bitchily bitching about some bitchy bitch, but I'm just stating the facts. I mean, if you didn't know who I'm referring to, you will be shocked when I say that the name of the girl is... Jennipher.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

My Bad News

Kyle passed away peacefully on Tuesday morning. He will be sadly missed by my family. I buried him in the morning at the patch of soil near the plants. He was so stiff. Poor thing. I hope it rests peacefully.

The worst thing is that people are calling me a murderer. Why would I murder an innocent kitten? I tried to help the kitten. Now I keep thinking that I'm a murderer. When I told my mother about it, she said that the kitten was not suffering anymore and is now in a better place. Then, my mother's friend said that the bottle's pacifier was too hard for a newborn and that a sponge would have been better. Kyle was less than a week's old. Poor thing.

Well, I'm sad that Kyle died, but I'm not the emotional type that cries in front of everyone and all that. You know how sociopaths don't feel emotion and that's why they can kill people? Only I never killed anybody... yet.

Why the hell is nobody tagging on my blog?! I really need some comforting and you all just leave me all alone without any words of comfort and let me die.

Monday, November 07, 2005

My Androgynous Sims

I have just realised that my cat is nameless. What shall I call it? Oh ya, anyway, the cat's not gonna die, I hope. Well, apparently, surprise surprise! The cat doesn't drink HL Milk! It drinks this special kind of powder milk where you can buy from pet shops. The milk can feed cats, rabbits, possums and I'm guessing my brother. My mother called the cat Brownie because of it's brown features. I mean, Brownie is such a cliche name to call a cat, I bet there are like, 10 million Brownies in this world and there's only one cat named 'Kyle' in this world.

Sims 2 rocks! I have just realised that I have enough money to buy about 4 Sims 2 Nightlife! So I'm gonna be smart and just buy one. Well, here's my Sims. They're in college anyway. So they'll be doing everything except for study.

THE LEGACY CHALLENGE
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Meet Kyle Legacy. She's a dominatrix-in-the-making. Just look at her fashion sense.

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And meet her second cousin slash fiance slash WooHoo partner, Ashley! Yes, I have named these two people unisex names, so if I were to swap their names, it still wouldn't matter. Hahaha! BTW Ashley says Yo!

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See, like I told ya! Dominatrix-in-the-making. BTW, if you don't know what a dominatrix is, just go to
Dictionary.com.

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Just a picture of the stove.

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Just a picture of the stove with a little smoke on top of it.

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Just a picture of the stove with a little smoke and fire on top of it.

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Just a picture of the stove catching fire.

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Just a picture of the stove on fire.

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Just a picture of a burnt stove.

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Kyle lurrrves to control llamas! Llamas just turn her on.

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Poor llama. He's stuck in the panic room forever.

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In addition to the misery, Mr. Llama is forced to play chess for the rest of his life, which is until midnight. Wow! The only person who would survive this thing is Kwok Foong.

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Mr. Llama just keeps on bragging 24/7 that he's dying. Yeah, we get it, you're dead. Next!

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Speaking of next, Kyle reads a book on 'How to Seduce a Cow'.

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Ashley lures Mr. Cow to play chess.

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Mr. Cow is 'udderly' annoyed! Haha! Pardon the pun.

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Kyle laughs at her caged rat. Well, you can't blame her, can you?

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Kyle dominates Ashley once again to celebrate the slow death of Mr. Cow. Will the cow survive the sufferings of the chessboard? Stay tuned to find out...

Friday, November 04, 2005

My Poverty-Stricken Kitten

OMG my kitten is facing hunger and coldness. I'm so scared that it might die. Seriously, it's like, meowing so softly and it didn't drink the milk that I gave to it. So I bought Vitagen and used the straw to feed the cat, but it didn't want the milk. My mother's going to buy a syringe. I called the SPCA this morning and they told me to bring the cat to the SPCA Building at Mt. Vernon Road which is in McPherson. It's opening hours are from 10 am to 4 pm. So I can't go today because my parents will be home by around 5. So, we have to go tomorrow, so Kyle has to survive for one more day. And I'm so so scared. Is there a pet cemetary or something? Because I really don't know what to do if Kyle passes away...

BTW check out this LINK. Tyra Banks (former supermodel, Ha!) is really really desperate. She's gonna show off her dimpled butt in front of millions of viewers! She's like a risque version of Oprah.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

My Newborn Kitten

OMG there's like this newborn kitten on my lift landing and it's abandoned. Well, I noticed it yesterday and I heard some meowing sounds. So I thought that it was an adult cat or something, so I just left it alone. So today, when I came home from Sheng Song, I heard the meowing again. So I looked around and I saw a tiny kitten hiding under my stupid neighbour's old wardrobe. It was so small, it was like 5 cm long. Seriously. So I went back and told my mother and my mother freaked out. My mother is really terrified of kittens. But when I told her that it was abandoned, she cried fakely like Naima and wanted to do something. So I thought that the cat might be hungry, so I wanted to buy for it some milk. So I went to the shops and bought milk. But the problem is that the cat is like, really under the wardrobe and I can't get it out. All the while we were so-called 'trespassing' the neighbour's property. But I was trying to save a life there! Well, my neighbour's family is always out. So, I had to carry the cat and put inside this makeshift cosy corner made out of a shoebox and my old clothes. So I was scared that it might be carrying germs or bacteria or maybe cat flu! So, I put on some plastic gloves and carried it and put it inside the box and placed the saucer of milk in the box. It's really a newborn because it can't open it's eyes. All the while, my I-Robot neighbour who was 'busy' ironing her clothes and didn't give a damn about saving lives, didn't even turn her head. My mother and I like, cheered and stuff and my mother said that she's proud of me! Ha! And I haven't shown her my report book. The kitten's sleeping now. I think I'll call the kitten a unisex name, 'Kyle' because I seriously do not know the gender of the cat. I'm scared that it might pee when I look down there. That stupid I-Robot didn't even care. I hope she invites Brittany to a safari in South Africa and that woman gets eaten by lions. Ha!

Who wants a kitten? It's really cute! It's white in colour and has brown spots. My mother doesn't want to keep it because she doesn't want our house to smell like cat's urine. Adopt a cat, today!