MADNESS OF MY OWN;

Today is my last day at Bintan Resort Ferries.

I thought I’ll be happy, but.. i don’t really know what’s going on but.. I’m feeling kind of sad. ):

Uncle Mahmood specially sat beside me for a long chat today. It’s one of the stories telling session. This makes me sad.

He asked for my number and told me that we must keep in contact. This makes me sad.

He came back just to talk and sit with me and HX when he’s supposed to leave. This makes me sad.

He reminded us to drop by the office whenever we happen to pass by. This makes me sad.

Wendy & Yock harn

Wendy came and wished me all the best. This makes me sad.

Yock Harn joked with us. This makes me sad.

Frank told us no matter what we do in life, always remember to have fun. This makes me sad.

Din is the dude on the right.

Din bid us good bye. This makes me sad.

Uncle Yip wasn’t around before i leave because he’s on board supervising some repairment of the ferry. This makes me sad. 

I return the security card. This makes me sad.

I entered my dad car and we drove away.

I am really sad. ):

1. She absolutely needs to have this special pants with her when she goes to bed. There’s a pocket where her fingers just can’t stop touching. It used to be pillow cases but i guess it had evolve into pocket edges after the pillow cases got throw away/torn/decomposed/shred to pieces.

Here’s the gross part. When she was really little, she used to insist that her parents sniff her pillow case. Reason is she find that it smelled absolutely heavenly.

Funny part was, her parents actually obliged. (Although they almost died after that.)

2. She baby talks to her dog and kisses her dog at least twice a day. Heck, i think the one and only living thing that has the most number of her kisses is her dog.

She’s so obsessed with her dog she used to share paddle pop (ice cream on a stick) with her dog. How to you may ask? The dog and her will lick the ice cream together. One on each side.

But that is until her dog’s breathe start getting too stinky.

3. She is kinda sadistic. She will scream and shout for no reason. More often, she will sneak up on her parents or dog and shout real loud just to see them jump.

It gives her the utmost satisfaction and you’ll see her grinning from ear to ear the rest of the day.

Of course, she would do it again if she had the chance. You just have to watch your back.

4.She is able to bark exactly like her dog. She sound so alike that most often than not, her dog was scolded for nothing.

Nowadays, she is almost able to hold a barking conversation with her dog. It’s interesting to see how her dog actually responses when she ‘barks’.

If you’re going to drop a comment about this, forget it. She will not be amused.

5. She talks to herself if life gets too tough and she felt like there’s no one to talk to. Sometimes she gets so engross that she would forget there’s people nearby.

In the end, she is just being stared at.

6. She and her cousin shares a weird telepathy. They would often say the same thing at the same time or they’ll know what the other is thinking about without saying anything.

There’s once they went to Malaysia with Jasmne’s family for some seafood. And a freaky thing happened.

Waitress: Table for how many miss?
Cousin: 5 pls.
Jasmne nodded and approached a table meant for 5.

Her parents joined them at the table and the waitress bough 4 cups.

Jasmne: Daddy, why only 4 cups ah?
Dad: Only got mummy, me, u and mei qin. Four what. Than how many u want?

Jasmne & Cousin : *Gasp*

Somehow both of they felt that there was been five of them all along.

Freaky telepathy eh?

It was an ordinary day and i was blog hopping when i came across ms ZHANG HUI SIAN XIAN blog.

This is what i saw.

…Wah piangs. my name there still nevermind.

NABEH. STILL MUST 连名带姓 WANT IS IT?!

TRAITOR!

P.S HEHEHEHEHE. MS HX, YOU JUST GOT BASTARD!

Heellllloooooooooooo!!!

I have extremely lazy busy so that explains the lack of posts. (:

WHAT! Don’t look at me like that. I’M busy. No! I wasn’t watching tv just now. I’m just erm.. erm.. resting my eyes. Honest!

Anyway, i just started a community in LJ. It’s called justmyportfolio.

Bascially all my artsy pantsy ya dah ya dah stuff will be appearing there. (:

If you’re a Lj user, go join member hor! I will love you very strong!

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No, I’m not ending this bl0g. (at least not yet)

Just that I’m tagged by Mr SotongZai and i have to write a post as if it’s my last post.

If this is my last post, i guess all i will write is,

Thanks for reading me. Nice to have you with me, good bye. Peace.

-End-

Why am i cool about it? Well, if there is a last post on my blog, most probably it meant that I’m bored of blogging and has gone MIA. But in a few months time when my fingers start itching again, you’ll see a new blog mysteriously appear with my name and my picture and my post there.

But on a more serious thought, if this is my last post ever. What will i write?

But what will make it my last post in the first place, could it be i’m dying or computers and laptops are going to become extinct? The latter seem unlikely because if computers and laptop are going extinct, it will mean that something even better or hi-tech is coming out.

So if there is a last post, it must meant i’m dying.

Dying of what? I don’t want to die of disease, i don’t want to die of accident and i don’t want to be stab to death. I only want to die of natural death like old age.

Okay, here goes my last post as if i’m dying of old age in approximately 10 mins. No, i take longer than that to type, i don’t want my last post to be dangling halfway!

Correction: Okay, here goes my last post as if i’m dying of old age in approximately 100 minutes.

Ehem, hi everybody. I have a very important news to break to all of you. I’m dying and this is my very last post to all of you.

If you want to come over and holler at me for not returning you the 20 cents that i borrowed from you last year or if you want to come over to hit me for using your pencil without your permission, you can come over. I’ll be on my bed waiting death.

But be quick because i’ll only be alive for another 1 hour or so. (i know i wrote 100 mins but i must minus away the time taken to write this post and posting it.)

But please, no matter where you hit, not the face.

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Erm, i’m wearing a black shirt and shorts.

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It is very comfortable.

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The weather is really nice and windy right now.

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Gee, what do people write when they are dying?!

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ERms.. lastly goodbye?

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Okay! I give up! I have no idea what to write for my last post. I shall just go MIA when the time for ‘that last post’ comes.

I tag Charmayne, Yongkailoon, Michael, WeiDe and Juan!

What you(the tagged ones) have to do is to post a post as if it’s your last post. And when u’re done, tag 5 more people! (: Have fun!

I want a tattoo.

Yes, a tattoo.

Just a small one. And no, it’s not a snowflake or lion or tiger or dragon or whatever typical ah beng ah lian picture. =.=

I’m debating on a fairy tattoo, a rose tattoo or a butterfly tattoo.

And i want it on the back of my palm. But than again, someone told me that sometimes i might want to hide my tattoo and on the back of my hand, it’s kind of hard to hide unless i practically bandage my hand.

And this leads me to a dilemma again. I don’t want it on my arm, I don’t wear sleeveless clothes anyway. I don’t want it on my back, I don’t wear bareback clothings anyway. I don’t want it on my tummy, i’m not going to show a freaking fat tummy to the world!

I want it on the back of my palm! ARGH.

And and and.. i’m emoing right now cause i’m having those bloody (pun intended) period and waking up to see your undies and short in red when it should really be white is not extactly what i call a very nice morning and having your tummy hurting like crap really spoils my breadfast because i counldn’t finish it and i don’t like to waste food.. and.. sorry. I got carried away.

*ehem* Now where was i?

Oh, i want a tattoo. I’m pretty sure my parents will agree to it but the bf won’t. And i hate it.I want a tattoo!!!

Fairy or rose or butterfly?

*sigh*

I even went to the extent of pasting a fake one on my hand. I shall ignore the fact that it’s full of star and glitter (like who the fuck makes tattoo with glitter you tell me?!) which is super kiddo-ish.

Yeah, that’s how much i want a tattoo.

Updated:

As promised to char, i’m going to post up pictures of how my fake tattoo (yes, with the glitter! I’m still bitter about it.) looks like.

Here’s a closer look at the design. Please ignore the glitter.

I’m starting to like it though. Who knew stars can make me happy. (:

OH ME GOSH!

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I’m so happpy!

You should always watch where you’re going no matter where you are. Especially the guys. Seriously, you should. You never know what you will bump into or who you will bump into. And sometimes, what you bump into can be really really painful.

Have you ever seen a travellator? Well, if you haven, this is how it looks like.

I was on my way home the other day and i must say i was extremely amused.

A guy was infront of me reading a magazine. He was so engross in his magazine that he walked straight into the handrail of the travellator instead.

Have you any idea how hard the handrail is? More importantly, do you know where the extremely hard handrail hit?

Here’s a clue:

The poor xiao ji ji

It came into contact with something of his that will most probably hurt the most.  

A group of guys behind us went “OOwwwww” as if they could almost feel the pain themselves while the rest of us went:

Oh! And the look on his face. CLASSIC. 

I guess i was kind enough to hold down my laughter (which is extremely hard indeed) until he was out of sight before laughing like mad. LMAO!!

I’m a bandaged chicken!

One thing’s for sure, i bet that guy won’t be taking his eyes off where he’s going for a very long time. Like i said, you’ll never know what you will bump into and how much it migh hurt. LOL.

P.S I went out with my TAN ZHI JUAN the other day! Been soooooo long my dear! *hugs* I missed you dear. (:

 On Msn:

Annoying Friend: EHHH! Your computer kana virus ah?
ME: Ah? No la.
Annoying Friend: How come keep sending me nude sites wan?
ME: HUH?! SERIOUS AH?!
Annoying Friend: Yah la! Than got nude pictures somemore. But no need scare la, not your nude pictures.
ME: HUH?!?!?! OMFG!! Than how like that?!
Annoying Friend: Than your blog also kana i think. All the words like weird leh than got nude pictures there also..
ME: MY BLOG?!

*open browser and quickly view blog*

ME: No leh, it looks normal to me leh.
Annoying Friend: Don’t know la. Like not right like that.
ME: *almost die of heart attack*
Annoying Friend: APRIL FOOL!! WHOO!!
ME:……………. KNS LA YOU! WAH PIANGS!! DON’T EVER DO THAT TO ME SIA!
ME: I GOT A WEAK HEART CAN!
ME: IDIOT YOU,  I CURSE YOU LA!
ME: MAY YOU HAVE A SMALL PENIS AND NEVER EVER SATISFIED ANY WOMAN!
Annoying Friend: … sibeh cruel.