Archive for August, 2006

Part 2

Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

Here’s how we feel:

A few words from Maddie..

I am the Gypsy woman, gypsy ohlordehhhdah says:

i nv see lei

I am the Gypsy woman, gypsy ohlordehhhdah says:

i will no aye am not goona kick down ur beer u stupid fuckface..

I am the Gypsy woman, gypsy ohlordehhhdah says:

then i kick his head

I am the Gypsy woman, gypsy ohlordehhhdah says:

then i go PEACE!

hahahahahha oh and forgot to add in, Din’s bf was really funny when he swayed with the dumb face. It was really funny. All of us were doing it. Here’s how to: Stand with legs apart and knees bent, then just sway at a 45degree angle with only your upper body moving in a half circle motion and then put on the dumb face.

About Womad and Rain

Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

It’s a very grey day. Heavy downpours all. But I enjoy the soft tapping of the rain on the walls and floor. Makes me really sleepy. But I’m sleepy half the time at work anyway..haha

Womad on Saturday was so fun. We bought mats and stuff and prepared for a picnic, we parked at Park Mall<carpark closes at 2> and walked, very long walk!we finally reached Fort Canning, BUT!thanks to my AMAZING navigation skills<NOT because I’m a girl okaaaay!> we couldnt find the spot I sat in last year. hahaha After much calling<called Gen who was already there yes yes since 7 yes yes i was late> I realised we were on the other side hahaha. The main bulding sits between the two sides of womad. One the main stage and the other the smaller stages. Sweaty and all, we kinda got annoyed BUT we finally found a spot and later on at night when the families began to leave, we found an even better spot and raggae music was really good. Enjoyed ourselves so much.

Now on to smelly sour butter smelling red haired people. Ang Moh! Come to S’pore and think they’re freaking king of the world. I,generally, am fine with them..But my initial reaction is to stay guarded and expect the worst then when I find out they’re not the "King of the world" type, I let my guard down. I’m not THAT racist. I like washed out people, jUUUuuuuust not as much as coloured people. Why bring this up? Here comes the bitching,

Din’s boyfriend was leading the way up the very crowded and dark grassy patch and we all followed behind. He accidentally kicked a cup of beer <STRATEGICALLY PLACED BEHIND YOU!DUMBASS ANG MOH! WHERE THERE’S A WALKWAY> the beer spills and i guess unto the smelly dumbassangmoh<doesnt make much of a diff anyway, and maybe it improves the smell of rancid butter>Dumbass angmoh isnt at all happy well we don’t blame him but Din’s bf was really sorry. Din’s Bf gets really apologetic as he is and smiles. The dumbass angmoh says stuff which he obviously mumbled<and they make fun of Chinese speaking english>and then exclaim in the usual annoying american voice " Open your fucking eyes!" I was behind and turned around and he’s grumbling and making Din’s BF feel weird and appear dumb standing there and smiling and saying sorry, I thought what the hell, there’s no need to make Din’s BF appear stupid. And guess,what his stupid gf is a chinese, also laughing along with him. How dumb is that.

This isn’t bad at all ya?But when we walked back second round the idiot said in that very annoying sniggering way,"ahhhhrrreeee yeeewww gonnaaaaa kiiiickk downn anahhhther beeeer? hahahaha"…man i was so pissed. That was really unecessary. Again I turned and glared and said fucking asshole,his gf sees it and could see she was kind of emabarrassed. That’s really not funny. We can take jokes but we can tell when you’re speaking condescendingly. As if we’re not smart enough to get what he’s saying. And Din’s bf smiles still ’cause he feels bad and he’s gd natured. It’s really annoying. Luckily Din wasnt around she’d prob kick the guy in the face. And scream at him. I relish the thought though.

I just cant stand these angmohs who think they’re always right and we’re wrong and we should cower to them. It really sucks that you come to our land and make noise about everthing here. Then why bother coming?What’s that?Work? Find another job that posts you where you like!<an island of SPGs perhaps?>

Don’t get me wrong Ang Mohs in general are fine I have friends and acquaintances who are angmoh or mixed, but i already have a bad impression of them and they don’t make it any better by acting smart assed. Talk too much and act like Kings. Yucks.

Ok la, I’m back to work. And Maddie, remember no perverts, no angmohs and no girls for hubbies. Especially Angmoh. :)

Bye!!!!:)

Womad was FUN FUN FUN!

Cheezels!mmmmmm

Thursday, August 10th, 2006

Oh boy, everyone says I have gained weight…I’m getting fat..i used to think maybe in the deepest recess of my mind, that maybe i have gd genes and didnt have to work out since i hit my mid-teens to be slim..but you know,now i’m doubting it.

I used to live by the rule(but i also used to be more active):

1. if i can still see my toes,

2. if i can tie my shoelaces,

3. if i can walk a flight of stairs without feeling out of breadth,

4. if i could sit down and not look like a potato,

5. if i could sit down AND my layers of shirt don’t just dissapear into folds of skin

then i’m fine! But you know..i’m not too sure anymore!I can still see my toes but my breathing!!!i’m worried. How did it turn out like this??It’s work i tell you. Work makes ,people who sit infront of computers all day, fat. Maybe the cheezels every morning contributed to it BUT!but!i probably ate it because Work made me hungry. yup Work! Maaaaaaayyybeee also the tiny little insy bitsy fact that I don’t exercise anymore but Work takes up sooo much of my time I go hme feeling tired.hmmm. its Work i tell you. Work starts with a capital W because Work!is whole being on its own. Waiting for fresh grads and people who need cash and then slowly eating them up one day by one day. When finally we all become despondent and crazy.

Then we get thrown into some mental institute and Work just continues its preying on innocent victims. It’s smart. It creates this thing like Work is cool and Work has many benefits. Like when we were all young and we used to play office(hey!if you didn’t it’s because you have a deprived childhood..not beacause i’m weird or anything..no i’m not getting defensive!!!!)..and thought being adults and working is sooooo cool!and everyone wanted to be the secretary or boss where we get to stamp stuff and write stuff. Work is so smart. It starts preying on us since we are young..conning young impressionables to think its cool and its actually harmful,like Ciggarettes!(thats what they claim)

So if they can ban smoking, start some campaign and put ugly photos on packs why not start a campaign on Work..Work is bad for the health too. I’ll start by placing ads of working people who look like zombies (like my friend Maddie and me, you can find us at Outram at 6.30pm with drool dribbling at our mouths and just sitting there like zombies)

I’m gonna start a cafe for "people who dun wanna work" yea!and i’m gonna sell drinks and stuff and you could just hang around and bum…what did you say?I’ll be working?oh ya…i will be selling drinks which means i’m working!!!!…damn it.

grrrrr….

oooo! i see cheezels.

MMMmmmmmm Cheezelssssss.

Computer Jinx

Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006

Personally I find using a computer is like wooing it. It’s so freaking fragile. If you’re really pressurising it, it’ll just "breakup" with me.(in other words, die on me) I try and be positive about it but it’s hard..sigh

I have totally no idea why computers choose to die on me. First few comps I killed were at work(but they were old) so ok maybe not me. Then my computer at home keeps giving me weird msgs.(no not porn) Maybe since I kicked my first computer, they started some unknown club that vows to boycott me.

Now the mac at work is going all weird on me. boy…

I can just imagine their smooth screens going slightly brighter when they see who it is that’s using the computer.("it’s the girl!!!it’s the girl!!!"flicker flicker in excitement) Then through the wires and cables they start gossiping about me in computer language and Then! when I’m just about to trust the computer and do some serious work, they say "OK NOW!". Kaput. It dies. Just like kamikazes and suicidal bombers, they sacrifice their lives.

And a subtle click click goes off in computer land, adding another successful strike to the list and also a monument in memory of the beloved pentium or mac which was bravely remembered for the deed it’d done in, computer land. *KICK!(it doesn’t deter me from doing that still. although I haven’t done it to the mac<but that’s!because it’s a laptop>)

What can I say computers love me and i….love them. I have this wonderful relationship with them.

It’s harder than maintaining a r/s with a person.

Ok bye bye,

wish me luck in this "r/s"(at least it let me write a few lines here).