More of Malacca

There is a gap between when we arrived to the next morning.
Mostly, i don’t want to put scandalous photos up.
And also. There are no other interesting ones besides the scandalous ones.
Here is… the morning after:

I came home this morning to find a huge crane outside my neighbour’s house.
My first reaction was to think aloud
I hope the crane drops something into their house and kills her
Aha.
Why the violence spurting from my fairy self?
Well the neighbour… wait. Let’s call her MassiveBitch insteand of me typing ‘the neighbour’ all the time.
MassiveBitch sounds so soothing to my angered heart.

So let the bitching begin!

MassiveBitch used to snitch on me ALL THE TIME when i was still in school.
She would tell my mother every damn thing that occured outside my house during office hours.
This is cos my parents wouldn’t be in, and her, being a money-sucking housewife who has a maid so therefore she does NO housewifey things of any sort, can give daily reports of my going out activities.
Hmm.. so what else DOES she do then? She bitches bout everyone in the neighbourhood!
She manages to tell my mother news bout everyone living around us and i’m like, ‘ha. how you know all this. bet the neighbour across told you.’
Besides bitching bout the neighbours, i see her exercising with the hula hoop sometimes.
Not that it helps cos she’s still so goddamn fat.
See. That’s all she does. Bitch. And play with her hula hoop.
Woo.
Betcha all can imagine my bitchy face now!

I used to be really imprisoned in my house last time.
My mother was strict beyond belief.
She’s a famous-for-being-fierce teacher in Assunta, and that implies something.
So going out for me was pretty difficult.

MassiveBitch would snitch bout
what time i went out
who picked me up
what type and colour of car picked me up
how many people there were in the car
what i was wearing
what time i came home

She’s so free. I can’t believe someone can actually stand guard like that the whole day!
Wait.
Not just day ok.
Even at NIGHT, when i’m sneaking in at 3 or 5 in the morning, she can wake up.
And tell my mom.
Everytime i see her shadow at the window, i’m like, “aiyo fuck. Kantoi.”

And once, stupid her even told my mom the wrong time i came home so my parents thought i cut school.
ok, sometimes i did, but the pissing off thing is i DIDN:T that day!
I remember being so fucking pissed off i wanted to drag my parents to her house and tiu her in her face.

But now.
I have total freedom. So it’s all good.
Just remembering all the crap she gave me last time…

La di da, i’m going to gallavant with Mira now.
We were going to visit the new Lulu Guiness  bags in klcc but we decided to visit LeSportsac  in Megamall instead.

Jonker Street

Lack of presence at home = lack of updates

I was in Malacca with BrianJaneCali for the Guiness Black Party last weekend.
OkAY YES i kNOW Gatecrasher was on Saturday, let me off it already!
The moMENT i was on msn, ppl were msging me

“oi! why never go GC WEI! IT was AWESOME!!”
“wah… you really missed out wor”
“everything was great, the lights, the music… “
“Like heaven i tell you”

OkAYYYY.
It was awesome.
i GET IT.
I promised them ages ago i would go to Malacca so i honestly couldn’t break it.

Anyhow *i* had an excellent time myself *pbttt*
I took so many photos that i’m going to spread their preview out over the span of a few days.

Yea, everytime i wanted to take a photo, BrianJaneCali would turn around to look for me going, “oh my god, there she goes again!”

We all got decked up in black
That was the occasion after all
Jane had on an amazing low top
I couldn’t not stare myself
And me
I wore black silk
Black feathers
Black lace
Black string in leather
Pretty lolita-ish i would say

Something really funny happened in the bathroom at the club.
I was in one of the cubicles when i did something to the tap.
Next thing you know, water just started SPRAYING out CRAZILY and girls started squealing.
Basically, i had caused it to rain in half the bathroom.
I ran to Jane who was looking into the mirror at the time.
We laughed damn alot whilst other girls stared evilly at us… or me rather.

oops.
heh
it was an accident…

We meant to take photos of pretty us after the party but alcohol made us forget.
Actually. When i woke up the next morning, i saw my digicam on the table.
hmm i don’t think i put it there last
So i looked thru it
And saw photos of me making out with Jane
what the fu….

I found this so funny…
I’ve been noticing this extremely gothic guy in college.
He wears black (duh) and spikes and black eyeliner/lipstick.
Ya… he looks pretty scary.
No doubt bout that.

Today Fizah told me she knew his name…
Just GUESS what his name is… you’ll never!

The scary Satanic goth guy’s name is…..

Abu.

Yup. ABU.

*pause for info to sink in*

BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I sure found that intimidating…*cough*
Ok. Now i’m afraid he’ll read my blog and whisper death charms on me when i walk pass him in college…

Fizah and Aishah had a good time laughing at my whistle today. You can read an elaboration here.
I layan-ed them to the extent of saying out a tongue twister going

Fird and Fizah fancy the fairies flying in the foggy forest

Update >>>

Happiness at 2 am comes
Sitting in a chair too big
It sinks little me…
Eating from a plate too big
With noodles and meat my Daddy cooked…

Happiness at 2 am comes
So unexpectedly sometimes…