I'm mean. But I agree with Xiaxue and Janice that minority (or whatever amount you deem fit) of Bangalas are really damn irritating. DAMN IRRITATING.
I have nothing to do with the race. I don't pick on their darker skin tone or whiter teeth.
But this BANGALA actually keep calling my house phone for like, one year plus or so? FOR NO GOOD REASON. AND THE FUCKING IDIOTIC FACT IS, HE DONT UNDERSTAND ENGLISH, NEEDLESS TO SAY CHINESE.
You got it. He don't get things like
"打错了" or "wrong number"
Here it goes again. *SLAMS THE PHONE*
BANGALAS SHOULD HAVE THE PRIVILEGE TO GO TO SCHOOL AND LEARN ENGLISH. I THINK IT'S TIME SOMEONE OUGHT TO STAND UP FOR THEM.
THEY SHOULD NOT BE RESTRICTED TO BUILDING HOUSES BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO QUALIFICATIONS. SOMEBODY SHOULD VOLUNTEER TO EDUCATE THEM.
Not me though. I'm not holy enough.
Don't ask me how I know it's a bangala. Same reason as Janice: you KNOW a Bangala when you HEAR a Bangala.
The nerve of him to raise his voice at me! WHEN I DID NOTHING WRONG BUT POLITELY TELL HIM IT'S THE WRONG NUMBER!
I am not going to comment on how I heard complains of Bangalas sneaking out during festive seasons to grope.
*this entry applies only to Bangalas guilty of above mentioned crimes. Also to the Bangala that kept calling me-I hope his son or daughter tells him that it's time he got a new specs for his lao hua yan lest he call the wrong number again.
The last post was the 400th post. Oh my insert-whatever-here. I've blogged so much already? w.o.w
Ok, anyway. I've become weaker, more mean, more heck care and more lazy lately. Mean-ness is building up. I can just come up with all sorts of crude remarks for even a harmless little passer-by (IF they are harmless of course).
I'm mean mean mean mean mean. I reject donation tins and hungry survey beggars.
Maybe I've become less independant since around 4 months ago. Maybe people feels that I'm "occupied" with something. Maybe I ask for alot more than alot actually is. Maybe I am the one that wants everything. Maybe I shouldn't really care about anything. Maybe I should heed your advice and not think. Maybe I'm giving you or anyone else stress. Maybe I leave a bad impression on those I meet. Maybe it's one of those night where I think about senseless issues. Maybe I might not become a designer. Maybe we will live together. Maybe we won't live together. Maybe I will get a fish. Maybe I will get a dog. Maybe Valentines will be spent alone. Maybe Valentines will be pretty pink. Maybe I should quit school. Maybe I should love school. Maybe I should worry about presentable portfolios. Maybe I should stop blogging about myself. Maybe I should just let the world know all the fact. Maybe they will die from knowing it. Maybe not. What if maybe yes?
Ok this is a totally meaningless entry. So here goes, ignore all typo/grammar errors cos I won't go through it over and over again. I'm not like some other people who make sure they display their fluency in language through the web and criticise others in the same way too.
Life's fun, even when I don't spend. So I don't see the point of me getting more money than what I'm having. I have all my needs. I will just be satisfying my wants if I buy anymore. It's saddening to not get a new bag before Chinese New Year, but when I have a $70 phone bill, $50 hospital fees and a pair of new shoes at hand, I really can't buy any other things.
Going out with Zuozhi and Eunice was fun as usual. The weird thing that struck all three of us was that - we can't seem to talk whenever we sit down and have meals. Yet we can crap and laugh at the top of our lungs when sailing through the crowds at orchard road.
I saw a damn load of things I wanna buy today. A striped berms, shoes from bata and Z, a striped shirt from 77th street (green).
Not getting accessories this year cos I will be making them myself. *proud* Cos CJJ is learning how to conquer the sewing machine nation. Talking of which...I needa sew a tie for myself and one for Zuozhi. =D Try la huh.
Had a really eco dinner. The omelette mee thing, which was God-sent. Yums.
Topped the memory game and mosaic game at Cineleisure this time. The name we used was "JJEUNYZZ".
Can you beat us? MUAHAHAHAHHA.
That pretty much concluded the day. Zuozhi got his Hana Kimi book, Eunice got her bag and jeans. Best of all, I managed to control my spendings and didn't buy a single thing.
Nicholas mentioned that the two of us are very different. I spend like there's no tomorrow and he saves like he will definitely be alive tomorrow. Yea whatever. He's not restricting me, because I'm wilful and stubborn. I'm already trying to save up. Seriously.
I shall stop whining about how miserable my life is without cash cos it really is not. I have all the things and people I need already. I should also stop asking for a job cos nobody will actually give me one this way. Even if there is, I'm starting school.
V day is coming. Big plans big plans. Make babies!
I think I'm going to die with my brain spilling out from my nostrils and ears. Yes it's the darn headache again. Why do I always get headaches. Sigh. It's a sign of getting one step closer to immortality. *shy*
Snappy: Open house from Thursday to Saturday. Going for all three days. Swim to TP if you wanna catch my in my most hectic and tired state.
School's awesome. Here goes:
On Wednesday, Liting and Zuozhi bought me lunch (without me knowing) because they thought I had no money with me. TOUCHED. I was sitting there calling/sms-ing Nicholas, and then presto. I realize they returned with three cups of drinks. Before long they came back with fish and chips. FOR ME! I could've melted on the spot.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
On Thurdays, first day of open house. Jiaying and JoAn gave me this damn cute badge. Note: it's not my birthday, not christmas nor anything. THEY JUST BOUGHT IT FOR ME! They said its buy 5 get one free I think. BUT THEN! THINK THINK THINK. They could've taken 3 each right!
OMG I'M SO TOUCHED BY ALL MY SURROUNDING FRIENDS.
On Friday, saw the IMD people at the canteen. FERLI REMEMBERS I LIKE AYUMI.
Sighs. I think I should start treating people better rather than throwing rotten bananas and smelly socks at them.
THANK YOU EVERYONE! MUUUUUUUUUUUACKS.
If emo/sensitive people feels that - I think people who buy me lunch/things are my true friends then please wake up. Cos I'm not that immature.
The point of this post is to thank those who treat me/bought something for me. And not trying to prove who is better than who. =) So don't read too deep into my post.
Anyway, sorry for not doing picture entries these days. I can't find things to shoot. Unless of course I were to post unglam pictures of YOU KNOW WHOs *evil laughter*
New year steamboat with the usual people - Zuozhi, Maveric, Changboon, Liting, Eunice, Janice. Hopefully they can make it
Daiso rounding and bloody mary chat with Soonmei and Yijie most probably soon
Hanging out with Abby and Peiru (since we've stopped going out after StompAIDS)
Sewing lessons with Eunice
Creative writing with Liting, Peiru, Seowfen, Ferli, Lihkang next sem
Audio with Andrea, Jiaying, JoAn next sem
Room warming at Janice's house
Go new year shopping with Maveric
Visit Lina at Ben and Jerry's
Meet up with Qinyu
More night jogs with Zuozhi
Walk around fareast with Zul more often and pull him away from his busy schedule
Go out with Yeeling and Dongni
Dinner with Xinying, QuanChin and Kenny when he comes out from NS.
Disturbing Kristel at billy bombers
Hang out with Wendy and Kristel
Outing with Yeetern and Shuzhen soon (hope she gets back her purse and mobile)
Dig out all the erhu juniors from the dumps
Wander aimlessly around town with Nicholas
Make Nicholas bake for me
Meet Alan and Leiqi cos I've not seen them in ages
Find Ayul and chit chat
JingJie jumps for joy at all the wonderful friends he has. Thank you.
$50 a week is definitely enough. Provided I only spend it on meals. How much can a $50 per week get you? On average, a meal (even a foodcourt) will cost around $5. Putting aside that I don't usually eat breakfast, so I will have 2 meals a day. Equating to $10 a week, right?
So for five days, it will be $50 dollars, weekends stay home and rot.
So here you go. $50 a week.
I am one of those pathetic souls who get $50 a week and don't have the luxury to spend. You see, when I was out with Yeetern yesterday, I bought a hell load of things.
A shirt, a new crystal case for my phone, an audio plug, two watches and some junk food. All of those amount to less than $40.
YET
My mom complained that I spend ALOT. READ IT CAREFULLY, ALOT.
Eh hello. I bought all the cheaponana things and it's been ages since I had a new piece or clothing. WHY CAN'T I BUY. Whatever it's damn maddening.
For some reason, my mom is still living in her 60s 70s when one teensy weensy bowl of noodles costs only 20 cents by the filthy road of tofu street. Now? You can go to the most lork kor place and the cheapest you can find is $1 chicken rice which give you ABIT of shredded chicken with PLAIN rice.
I will survive on that, if she likes. But it still can't win over her 20 cents noodles.
Food aside, let's talk about bus fare. She was the one who stopped me from buying bus concession when the holiday started. All these while I've been feeding the stupid machine $10 notes every 3 days. Logical. Since each trip to and froth the city cost around $4. I live in pasir ris fyi.
I don't know what is wrong with her, THINKING that I travel ALOT.
Whenever we come to this issue, she will go on and on about her KAMPONG life. HELL! Isn't it the 21st century where pigs and chickens live in farms instead of wandering orchard roads and nicole highway?
Things have changed~ someone please wake her up. If GOD reads blogs, please let my mom dream of something that's OUT of kampong. Let her face the cruelty of society, where 20 cents noodles don't exist anymore, where bus fares as high as $2 per trip is considered average, where paying $20 for a shirt is considered a good deal.
Forget it. I think GOD won't read blogs. So it's pointless for me to go on.
Bottomline is, I'm NOT saying that $50 is not enough for me. I'm pointing out that my SAINT mother feel that $50 can get you a bungalow or something and I'm suffering like hell cos every single thing I buy needs to pass her customs.
Life is miserable. I'm poor and broke and I want a job. Should just quit school and work. If money is ALL that my family is after.
Whoo. I've been going gaga over Miss Swan. My idol! WOOTS. Liting was the first one who showed me her, then I started going home and watch. I laughed like hell.
Zuozhi didn't watch but he's already laughing like mad when Eunice and I were talking about her. HAHAHAHA. Watch this:
Getting a fighting fish and naming it Genie (JiNi). =D
I'm pissed with people who thinks they know everything.
New skin new skin. I spent about a week doing it (Nicholas calculated for me). So you better say it's nice. I like it this way but I don't mind any comments thrown in my face. I did EVERYTHING (almost) myself! Things I didn't create myself are the corner brushes, divider, the background and some of the coding.
SO DON'T STEAL (k la not like it's very nice but there are people who steal dirty underwears so why not)
Don't worry I WILL credit the person who coded the original skin, the brushes etc. If I forget then too bad.
But then again, if I don't think I agree with your comments I will not do anything to change my blogskin. Nothing personal. If I do agree then maybe I will credit you! WOW.
Here are some things I will definitely ignore:
1) Your drawing sucks, go back to kindergarten and draw stickmen.
2) Your language is horrible, brush up on your vocab and grammar you shittard.
3) Your flash reminds me of my flat chested grandma.
4) I don't like you, so whatever you do is ugly.
5) 1 week and you only did this?! You're hopeless.
However, certain areas are not yet completed. The gallery, the credits etc.
Went back to school!
Met this people (sorry if I left you out)
Abby Peiru Eunice Zuozhi Maveric Janice Andrea Jiaying Joan Neville Jason Terrence Joel Zul Boonlong Gabriel Audric Yewei Penny Christine Jamie Tom Jiayi Caleb Lina Quamariah Zhifa Matthew
Whoots. Damn high today dunno why. Must be cos of people like peiru ROARS.
Went town with Eunice and Zuozhi after that.
I wanna buy this these things:
White sling bag from zinc -$??
Grey jacket/sweater thingy from (shit what is it call) ________ - $60
Checkered 3/4 from some shop in cine - $??
DIES I NEED MONEY. Kind soul should buy for me. Hints to whoever is reading this and has extra money to spare without exchanging for things like sex.
Had hell load of fun at cine's arcade. OMG. Been a long time...
Go play the photo machine thingy. And you will see JJEUNYZZ.
THAT'S US THAT'S US!!!
I'm bored and I'm boring. I want new clothes and bags and shoes and everything.
Gahs.
Mineral water from guardian, seems like I'm a liar as well.
Gonna cut my hair tomorrow. I know I know I know I know I cut my hair like ever so often. But I really think my hair is growing too fast. SERIOUS! not cos I wan change style or what.
Also, the doctor wants me to chop off my fringe. Bye to dry damged ends.
SO.
If you are reading this and you know some nice hairstyles please drop the link at my tagboard or comment. I will go take a look. PLEASE.
I'm clueless how to cut it. !#%&!%~#$^&$
Wait. My hair is not THAT long. So avoid showing me visual kei stars' hair/ japanese young male singer's hair. (ahems to yijie)
Firstly, I'm fat and my face is round like watermelon.
Secondly, My hair is only around 12cm long
Thirdly, I'm an ugly pig.
Fourthly, I look Singapore and not Japan.
Thanks!
Signing off~ *flies over the merlion and slaps it with another merlion*
Hello one and all beloved people. If you happen to be like my darling Jaryl Tng Zhen Dong, who frequently ask me to update me blog cos he just love my blog (or rather me) so much!
Hi sugar plum, honey, cupcake, loverboy, handsome, cutie pie Jaryl.
Muacks. as usual to you. WAHAHAHAHAHHA.
Now, serious update.
If you know me, you should not be dumb enough to realise my face is forever in an utter mess. I got all sorts of problem, GIGANTIC PORES (i meant gigantic like size of peas), acne + pimples and tons of blackheads.
If you don't know me, then the above short paragraph don't apply to you. I got perfect smooth skin and a cute little nose byotch.
Cos of my stupid skin, I've been taking antibiotics for _________ years already. That's why im not growing taller nor slimmer. I think it must be the aftereffects of the stupid antibiotics. YES IT MUST BE. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH MY BODY. I AM SUPPOSED TO BE TALLER AND SLIMMER THAN WHAT I AM NOW.
From time to time I will have "seasons" of better face and times when my face will be like some deep fried wanton skin. If I stop my medication, well, I guess you can't even see my face. =)
I don't know why this happens to me, maybe cos I have blue blood and 78 toes on each foot. Maybe I'm not human.
Then again, that's not really important is it. Important thing is that I went for my monthly collection of antibiotics as usual today. Alas. Today happened to be the day when I have the worse kind of face ever imagined. It's a combination of durian, jack fruit and orange peel.
So the doctor, upon seeing me, fainted on the spot and foamed.
The End
Nah not to that extent.
To make things simpler, here's how the conversation roughly went:
*The ever so handsome (although pimplish) JJ held the bacteria infested handle and pushed the door open*
Doctor: Chew ChingGgGGgggGgGgG Chee
JJ: *eyes roll* ahar (helped myself to the seat. I know an ah pek sat on it before me. I JUST KNOW.)
Doctor: So what's wrong (in chinese, I don't know why)
JJ: I'm just here to collect my antibiotics for the acne.
Doctor: Oh. . . is it showing signs of improvement?
JJ: (what, are you kidding me, would I be here if its not?) ya.
Doctor: How long have you been taking the antibiotic?
JJ: Sinceeeeeeeeeeee(crap, I don't remember. WTH do you wanna know for, check the list will you)eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Doctor: oh, for more than TWO YEARS
JJ: ya.
Doctor: is the lotion working for you
JJ: Hell yea, in fact I would prefer a stronger antibiotic but keep the lotion the same cos I think it works.
Doctor: What makes you say that the lotion works but the antibiotic is not working for you.
JJ: (hmm, good question. But hello, I just feel that way!) Dunno?
Doctor: there must be a reason you feel that way right? Logically speaking bla bla bla bla....
JJ: erms, orh.
Doctor: do you want to try another gel for your acne?
JJ: NO!
Doctor: Why not? bla bla bla bla bla...
JJ: Cos I just don't want la.
Doctor: bla bla bla bla bla.
JJ: Orh, okay lor. (leech, that gel thingy burned $18 in my pocket)
Doctor: Is the present antibiotic you're taking better than the previous one?
JJ: Of course? if not why would I change it to the present one? (I DID say this)
Doctor: *went hysterical and bangs the table* LOOK! I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU YOU KNOW!
JJ: *shocked* Giggle and laughed at the amateur doctor
Doctor: *sighs* Do you want me to recommend you a specialist?
JJ: Orh.
Doctor: K you can go collect your letter from room 24 later.
JJ: Ok thanks, bye.
Doctor: thank god.
I don't know why, young doctors have very bad temper and are impatient with hyperactive kid like me.
Oh well. Here you go Jaryl darling. MUACKS. sleep early k.