Ooooo!!!

This post used to contain a picture of Johnny Depp.... :(

Ooo...piiictures!

Because I can! :) Thanks, Naz for the pics. Hehehe :)

"Omigod, what is he wearing?!?!"
Truth to tell, I don't recall what we were looking at. I
think I was just emoting for the cam, cuz I'm a ho' that way ;)

Cak! I kepo'd in between... so keeyute kan? Not me lah :p
Juliet and Shanon...no prizes for guessing who's who :p

Pics're from the 5th Annual BOH Cameronian Arts Awards Nominees Party (boy, what a mouthful :p) held at Alexis Ampang on the 5th of March, 2007. The theme was "Bejewelled"... I don't think people got it. Ju was right ;)

A Spot of Bitch...

So...*growl*... the past week has done nothing but serve to further my beliefs that human beings are in dire need of extermination. Well, okay... maybe a little bit of re-education would be nice (and less gory :p)...

Hit the gym yesterday (homg!!!! like, for the 2nd time in 4 days?! I fracking rule :p) and mind you, being a Sunday, the mall was packed with morons people...

Those hindsight moments, where you went "geez, *facepalm* I SHOULDA DONE THAT!!!"...? I was full of 'em yesterday.

Well, full enough leastaways :D

There was this one pruney-faced lady at the Bread Story that zipped in front of me at the line to the cashier, then ignored me and pruned her lips even further (is that even possible? It looked grotesque :p) when I exclaimed "Ex-cuuuse me!"

Then right after that (what, they breed idiots in dark and musty corners of popular malls don't they :p I'm just showing my in-bred wannabe roots by professing my amazement and ignorance that such human beings exist... to antagonize me, no less!!) I almost missed a ride up in the lift because this Malay girl with delusions to caucasianism (she had amber contacts and blond-mascara'ed eye-lashes to match her honey blonde hair :p) saw me dash for the lift, and hit the door-close button.

I managed to hit the call button in time, and the doors reopened for me. At that moment, I gave her the benefit of the doubt for maybe not seeing me, and settled myself at the back of the lift. She manned the panels, and attempted to go the lower ground floor by repeatedly stabbing the LG button (the lift was already headed up)...

One floor up, the door slid open, and two girls with a loaded trolley were waiting outside to get in. And I saw her!! Saw that brain-dead, blonde-WANNABE, inbred, SHIT-FOR-BRAINS moron stab the door-close button! Oh man!! I gave an exclamation (which incidentally involved the name of God...but hopefully not in vain :p) and had to dash forward to get the doors to re-open, and shot her a look of total bloody disgust.

She rolled her blonde eyelashes at me, and then refused to look at me the whole trip up to the 4th floor. Oh, you irritating piece of humanity :p

So, ok. Get this... This is the part where the hindsight kicks in. I recall wishing that I'd actually whipped out my 3.2MP Carl Zeiss optics phone-cam, and snapped pics of those irritating morons animals women... and then posted up their pics to go along with this rude post :D

I figured, if I'd started this though, I might someday (and likely soon) see my face with a rude caption attached to it on someone else's blog... so we'll let this one lie for now until I can keep my nose totally clean :)

My Crazy Friend and Other Tales....

Bonjour. Je perds mon esprit. Avez-vous un filet que je peux emprunter ? Merci beaucoup.


What do you get when two gals, one a self-professed Fashion Guru...the other an anti-social diva wannabe (but in truth more like a bimbo par excellance...), get together? In Bangsar?

They trot around Bangsar in the wee hours of the morning, discussing the fashion in the window displays, having an impromptu hair-styling session (in the middle of the pedestrian walkway...no cars mah, can lah! :p), and taking these:~





If yer thinking those are my legs, I laugh at you! Ha-ha-HA!!!

No, my legs haven't seen a razor in at least a year... and my one leg makes those two legs put together. True yah?

Anyways, we lepak'd at La Bodega first, where I met Danny Boy...drunk out of his ever-lovin' mind. Kakaka. Then SoulDoc and I did the walking like a jakun thing... et voila!...stupid pictures :)

I have to say...those are luverly sandals :)

Since then, I have flubbed up the one song I sang at the Cammie Nominee Party 2006/07, draped my selendang around anything that wasn't moving at that point of time while I was within a half foot radius at said party, bought a new pair of (not fashionable at all, but oh-so-comfy!!> NB's... (me mum is a reknown chucker. She chucks what isn't nailed in place when the mood strikes her k :p)...and celebrated Ju's b'day with lunch at RumahKu with the KS gang. And bulldozed my way into judging for this year....

That's right lah, where got so conceited one. Bulldozed. That's me. I'm such a bully who just enjoys throwing my weight around *cough*...that's a lot of weight, kan? :)

Anyways, I've been thinking it really isn't a good year at all for Snakes...

I've whumped my car into those barrier bar things at the toll (I swear, my TNG thinger beeped, the bar was up...when I drove...it came down on me suddenly!)... and my cat's gone for good.

BAWL!.....

So terribull.

Anyways, it's been eventful. I've pretty much made an ass of myself lately, so I think I'm going to hibernate for the next couple of months. Years. Decades. We'll see :p