Archive for June 12th, 2006

Monday June 12, 2006

 

It was Saturday
A nice warm Saturday
Well i’m sure it was warm outside, i on the otherhand, was happily snuggled in the air con room with the curtains drawn, buried in pillows and duvet
It feels so fucking great to get over a strangling work week and not have to deal with any shit till Monday

I had turned down jobs for the weekend, my first time ever doing that
I don’t know, i just didn’t feel like it, i feel like i always take every job i can shoulder
And for once i was telling everybody ‘no, i’m sorry, i already have plans… yeah, nope, really can’t cancel them’, ‘i’m not going to lie to you, i really doubt i can write that for you tomorrow, so you should find someone else to do it instead… yeah… sorry, good luck!’

A weekend all for me. Me me me.

The sun was shining! i’m sure it was outside
I felt great! and lying in bed felt even better
Boyfriend is on the way home with gorgeous fattening fried chicken for me to gobble…
The world is a fabulous place!

Boyfriend came home and handed me the carton of food
“Yum!” i cried out greedily like a little imp
“Yup! Chicken for chicken!”
He calls me Chicken Little. Ha ha ha so funny. Ha ha ha see me laugh.

Then, an atrocity occured
He put his football bag on the bed
The nice clean bed
His football stuff!
The last time he fell asleep on the nice clean bed in his football gear, there was sand all over it!
NoOOoooOooooo….

I stoned and stared at the bag as if he had just placed a toad on it
Toads are icky like dirt. Plus, they spray you with smelly venom as self-defense
A toad on the bed is like dirt
(Chant with me again:) NooOOoOooo…

He caught my look
Which is not very difficult because i make it very obvious

“Get your football stuff off the bed! There’s probably sand on it, right!”
“No, there’s no sand… i played field football today. So there’s only grass.”

“What?!”

Okay. So grass is supposed to be fine. -_-
Why don’t i just bring in My Little Ponies so they can pretend to be eating the grass.

-_-

For a good couple of weeks i haven’t had the apartment keycard with me
Cos previous apartment mate dropped it off in the letterbox…
And God knows why, but the letterbox key doesn’t work

-_- So irritating

I watched Smellie fiddle with it. Tak jadi.
So everytime i went home, i’d either
1. Call him to come downstairs
2. Wait around the doors like a robber till someone else comes by and zaps it open to go in

Damn inconvenient

The other day, QueenKanch was coming over
I bought myself fried chicken and she got a milkshake
Say wanna diet but still can drink milkshake and then blame it all on me *because* i mentioned milkshakes -_-

So anyway, i thought of trying to get the key that day (dunno why i never thought of it before) and scurried off, leaving her to stand by the door lest another resident comes along

I try 
I wiggle
I squeeze 

And lo and behold!

I could actually fit my whole hand in!
Bloody brilliant, i was so proud of myself

Got out all the mail *and* the key as well *triumphant*
At one point i was thinking, “Tiu… if suddenly my hand cannot come out then we’re really in trouble…!”

 

Monday June 12, 2006

Exactly a year ago, Joyce went sailing for the first time
… and never finished blogging it even haha
*click*

Exactly two years ago, I let Aaron blog -_-
*click*
And my brother had knee injury
*click*

Sunway, Seventeen, Splash

I went to Sunway Lagoon last Saturday to bodyboard
Or more like, make a lame attempt to bodyboard
Was too crowded and Fizah said it wasn’t the best time to teach that day
She felt damn bad cos i went there and all, but i was okay la

It felt good to get out into the sun and water
The timing was good cos Seventeen Mag was having some splash party there
The smellie one and the small one were to emcee

“I have to work at this Seventeen splash party something in Sunway.”
“Okay.” *lalala*
“Do you want to go…?”
“…No. I’m not seventeen okay.”

In the end i went there anyway -_-
But not for the party!

I walked in and saw AileenSoo who works for the magazine
“It’s a Roxy party!” she blared me
I stared down at my Mambo swimsuit and board shorts
“Oh hee hee. I like Mambo mar…”
“I can see that!”


PietroFelix  has a cool pendant

He also has a blog

*click*

He actually asked me what i do for a living 

After i told him what i actually do for money he said he thought i was a full time blogger

Crazy
Yeah if everyone donates me 6 bucks a month WOOHOO!!!
Don’t need to work already
Just travel, take pictures and blog for you all
Anyway… what is RM6 a month to you all?
(i simply picked the number 6. Started counting at 10 then got excited and greedy, like as if real liddat. Make believe is so happifying… before reality hits -_- )

I said i’m putting pics from last Saturday up

PLEASE.

I don’t know why some people think there’s glamour in blogging 

You show me the money then
i’ll show you glamour full stop.

Oh yeah i lagi emo about celeb perks today

” *insert brand* is giving me a shopping allowance, i can pick up anything i want from there every month!”
“Good la, you like the stuff there anyway.”
“Yeah!”
“… *stoned*… i don’t get it. You all earn so much. And people are always throwing you free things left right and centre. *emo*”

Okay okay i do get it
Because they can afford anything they want, so everyone wants them to wear their stuff
But still!

The world is cruel and unjust.


At least i can curi some of the things he has
 


Die, Pietro, Die!

I just read your blog and saw these stupid (okay la, a bit funny) football rules you posted up

LIST OF RULES

1. From 9th June to 9th July 2006, you should read the sports section of the newspaper so that you are aware of what is going on regarding the World Cup, and that way you will be able to join in the conversations. If you fail to do this, then you will be looked at in a bad way, or you will be totally ignored. DO NOT complain about not receiving any attention.

I’m not complaining about not receiving attention!
When you all talk about football in front of me i space out wut!
Fuckers.

2. During the World Cup, the television is mine, at all times, without any exceptions. If you even take a glimpse of the remote control, you will lose it (your eye).

No. The television is *not* all yours. I know what. You watch the tv outside and you *sleep* outside okay? I’ll watch inside and sleep on the bed.

3. If you have to pass by in front of the TV during a game, I don’t mind, as long as you do it crawling on the floor and without distracting me. If you decide to stand nude in front of the TV, make sure you put clothes on right after because if you catch a cold, I wont have time to take you to the doctor.

Walau. Want me to crawl on the floor?! I’ll crawl on the floor to take pictures/look for things/observe ants/do naughty things

But for football.

Go die.

4. During the games I will be blind, deaf and mute, unless I require a refill of my drink or something to eat. You are out of your mind if you expect me to listen to you, open the door, answer the telephone, or pick up the baby that just fell from the second floor… it wont happen.

Phew. No baby. If got lagi more die   >_<

5. It would be a good idea for you to keep at least 2 six packs in the fridge at all times, as well as plenty of things to nibble on, and please do not make any funny faces to my friends when they come over to watch the games. In return, you will be allowed to use the TV between 12am and 6am, unless they replay a good game that I missed during the day.

Heh 6-pack… i sure end up drinking it sendiri

6. Please, please, please!! if you see me upset because one of my teams is losing, DO NOT say “get over it, its only a game”, or “don’t worry, they’ll win next time”. If you say these things, you will only make me angrier and I will love you less. Remember, you will never ever know more about football than me and your so called “words of encouragement” will only lead to an arguement.

Okay at least this one i’m not so dumb. I *will* sympathize… but only for a time limit of 15 minutes.

Remember the 15 minute rule yeah?

7. You are welcome to sit with me to watch one game and you can talk to me during halftime but only when the commercials are on, and only if the halftime score is pleasing me. In addition, please note I am saying “one” game, hence do not use the World Cup as a nice cheesy excuse to “spend time together”.

Eh don’t worry, i won’t okay, huh.

8. The replays of the goals are very important. I don’t care if I have seen them or I haven’t seen them, I want to see them again. Many times.There are always points of discussions which we missed the last time.

-_-

9. Tell your friends NOT to have any babies, or any other child related parties or gatherings that requires my attendance
because:

I will not go,
I will not go, and
I will not go.

But, if a friend of mine invites us to his house on a Sunday to watch a game, we will be there in a flash. WORD!

10. The daily World Cup highlights show on TV every night is just as important as the games themselves. Do not even think about saying “but you have already seen this…why don’t you change the channel to something we can all watch??”, the reply will be: “Refer to Rule #2 of this list”.

11. And finally, please save your expressions such as “Thank God the World Cup is only every 4 years”. I am immune to these words, because after this comes the Champions League, Premier League, Italian League, Spanish League, etc etc. Also the European Championship & Copa America

Thank you for your co-operation.

Regards,

Men of the World

Hmm actually i can adhere to some of the rules la, the last few ones
I *do* let you drown in your football shit (OHMYGOD did i just say football shit?! The blasphemy!) without disturbing you

Lucky you.

 

Monday June 12, 2006

About a year ago, KinkyPugKev and i watched ShelleyLeong and AzSamad
*click*

About two years ago, Jess and me went happy swimming
*click*

Art For Me?

Aw…
FilterheadzMaarten  sent me this file the yesterday

He drew me!

He said he started drawing and took a picture of it to send to me
*Awww….*

I don’t see *my* boyfriend drawing pictures of me  -_-
*taps foot slowly*

And bigger celebs then you all the way in Belgium can draw me somemore

….

Sorry, i think this is all football angst pouring out amidst having my period

Since we’re on the subject, this was done by Singaporean doodle artist, EeShaun
He said it was KinkyBlueFairy
I said it looked more like FreakyBlueFairy

Trust me, his other work makes this fairy look like nothing
Nothing

See his whimsically happy world art *here*
And i still remember the collab work he did with SexLiesAndFairyTales *here*
I thought LittleLuke in the second frame looked a lot like KinkyPugKevin and i giggled *here*


Eh.
What happened to the Bass Agents’ website 

Fairy Vs Football Part 2

“I’m getting old la. I cannot club anymore. Did you realise i was clubbing four nights in a row and now i’m sick!?”
“Hmm so baby can spend more time with me!”
“Yeah, i’m all ready to just chill out and fall asleep on you.”
“Except… *pause*…”
“What?”
“It’s World Cup month, go clubbing, go clubbing!”

Bastardchild.

Football - 2
Fairy - (still) 0

Damn.

Fairy Vs Football Part 1 - *click*


I Miss Ashley

Suddenly only felt like putting that haha
Ash is coming back soon!
Ash is gonna hang out with us all the time!
Ash is gonna get jumphugged when she comes back!
Ash is gonna buy us all nice jewelry when she comes back, yeah?

Mwahaha…

“Don’t Let It Stop!”

was someone’s motto last night
Yeah, don’t let it stop and i super died right -_-
Kept chanting, “It’s an urban legend!” directed at people’s misconception on how much i can drink

“It’s an urban legend! It’s an urban legend!”
“Shaddup la Joyce, urban legend urban legend.”
“Urban legendddd!!!”
“Urban legend also the drinks were really made to kill lor.”
“Urban legend!”

Then had to maintain diri to walk past my father in the house at 3 in the morning
>_<

I Can’t Do It Anymore


I really can’t party so many days in a row anymore…
I didn’t party the past two weeks so went a bit nutso this week
Thursday party, Friday party, Saturday party, Sunday party

Last time i could party 6 nights in a row with HotAlcoJason
Now i go two nights in a row and i’m begging to be kept at home
>_<

But I Escaped Football!

NOBODY was watching football at La Maison last night

It was gay night
And the music was fucking awesome

It might have been Sunday night, but it was pretty darn crowded
Happs sial

Stupid me forgot to bring a tampon out and i needed one
So i smsed MaisonJoachim to help me find one cos i didn’t know anyone there
He walked up to me,

“In regard to your sms… you do realise it’s gay night and a bit difficult to find a tampon right?”

I slapped my forehead and couldn’t help laughing
But MaisonJoachim managed to find me one

Champion.