complaints (I did warn ya)

Three hours earlier, I was shopping for groceries and stock-ups at Tesco while Kerry was doing whatever she was doing in KL. It was 10 pm.

My point exactly.

Anyway, whole day today was spent doing typesetting. (not that I'm complaining about the typesetting) Not to mention going in and out of the house (pass the gate; in my car) 12 times in total, picking up and sending kids to everywhere, and running errands for other people.

***Reason for this post is to remind myself that I'm a good person. You won't believe the amount of evil thoughts that crossed my mind lately. I'm good. I'm good.***

Anyway, as soon as I stepped into the house, (at 11pm, back from Tesco, was carrying plastic bags in both hands) my dad greeted me with "Auntie!" How awesome kan? I smiled and played along anyway. ***I'm good, I'm good***

Earlier, Ben the babikia:

"Hello Jie, today I stay back, I tumpang my friend to tuition, later pick me up straight from tuition ok."

4.30pm; English tuition, no Ben in sight.

4.40pm; another tuition centre, no Ben in sight.

4.55pm; home to find out Ben finishes at 6.15pm today.

Great, wasted half an hour just like that. And my petrol.

Yeah have a peek at SOME of the things I have to do this week alone.

1) Send uncle to airport.

2) Go to banksssss.

3) Send family car to workshop.

4) Do groceries.

5) Alphabets for dad to paint on TNB wall. (work)

6) Gramma has to for eye check-up in hospital.

7) I dunno I can't recall

Oh it was Ben's birthday on Tuesday. Well, home was pretty quiet so I thought, why not. So (after my tuition, after picking Brian up from his tuition, after buying jellies coz Ben wants to treat his friends) I went and bought a cake. So we sang birthday songs.

Last night, dad just called out, "WENNN!" (I was upstairs doing typesetting) and handed me a RM50 note. I had to go ta-pao KFC coz everyone wanted KFC. I asked Ben if he would come along, I got this in return; "Haa? *wrinkled face* Don't want laaaaa." Ok whatever.

I also gave Brian the other brother an ultimatum, ok not exactly. I lectured him. I feel like I'm THIRTY wtf. It's stuff a mum does, you know? Bla bla blaa I ended the lecture with "Please. Grow up." I don't ever wanna be a mum anymore.

Couple of days ago, I told dad that I spend roughly RM300 on petrol alone if I fetch my brothers a.k.a. your sons and (lotsa other home/family-related) miscellaneous plus my own usage a.k.a. school and badminton. If you ask me, THAT'S ABSURD. I only earn RM500 a month.

I'm a student? Hah I feel I'm only disguised as one. I really really wanna ____ ___. But what to do. I'm financially incapable. Tell me how. Tell me how.

mehhh

I wanna lock myself up in a room

(with the bathtub filled with enough food for a week) and simply

DO.

THIS AND THIS AND THIS AND THIS AND THIS AND THIS.

Without brothers to pick up from and send to everywhere.

Without errands to run here and there all the time.

Without anything to worry about or be bothered with.

Without having to adjust my everything to everything else.

Ehhhhhhhhhh-xcept that it could only happen in another world.

Mehhhh.

***May 7th please come quick!***

random #8

Semester 3 was the best semester. Ever.

I'll see what I can come up with in this single month.

And I'll show you.

I promise.

I'll see you in 29 days.

tooth

m.y. g.i.g.i. s.a.n.g.a.t. s.a.k.i.t.

THIS EFFING TOOTH IS KILLING ME!

THE GUM ALL AROUND IT IS SWELLING LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS!

I can't eat properly. EAT you know, E.A.T. is important!

I can't drink properly (coz when I swallow, my tongue flattens in a way, thus pressuring the stupid tooth).

I can't brush my teeth properly.

I can't sleep properly wth! CANNOT! I have a whole sem to NOT sleep properly! PLEASE lemme sleep while I still can. PLEEEEEEEEASE.

My head constantly pounds. On one side ONLY. Yenadei?!

I woke up with headache for four effing mornings. Already! Another one tomorrow guaranteed.

2011. Like that laa. MEHHHH.

***If PeiSan reads this... Habis.***

kuchingchingching

Whuaaa!

Memang lama never update this site hahah!

Okay life's been boring. Mehh.

BUT. After the many many semesters discussing about it,

I finally met XiaoQING in KuCHING! (get the ching!)

And Betty Then.

Totally. Love. Her. Qing's mum laa!

Anyone reading this should meet her can?

She's absolutely lovable and cuddle-able and kissable and aiyoh-able.

I like Sarawak. Sangat-sangat!

BL to van driver: "Bang! Stop stoppp! Kami mau tangkap kucing sikijap!"

Me: "Omg TANGKAP kucing."

Driver: "Boleh. Boleh. Tangkap lah."

>Elly, BL, me.

This was in Sibu.

The longhouse we visited was 140 years old.

I was walking and dancing on 140-year-old Belian wood!

Y'know, Belian's the toughest wood in the world.

Termites will break their teeth(?) if they try to bite it.

And I was thinking, people who built this longhouse was probably wearing only loincloth!

Honestly, I was very very amazed. VERY.

>CK, Joyce the Sibuan, Elly, BL, me.

Joyce: "Why you wanna come Sibu? There's nothing here.

So small. Want to get lost also difficult. Next time don't come liao laa."

All of us: "WTH?"

Oh oh the Bidayuh (was it Bidayuh?) women dressed me up!

Hahah! Full costume!

Except,

woman: "Kamu takda rambut."

=.=" Yenadei.

Sangat-sangat heavy omg. The corset's made of bronze.

And my banana socks looked sangat-sangat lost with the whole costume.

Banyak-banyak accessories too.

Okayyy back to Kuchingching.

You're awesome if you can KAYAK 10 KM in the rain.

Therefore, I'M AWESOME.

Okay laa.

WE'RE awesome.

The two makcik there?

Yeah. They're PRO at:

1) kayaking to the left or right, never straight.

2) aiming kayak at big rocks.

3) hitting tree branches.

4) screaming.

First it drizzled.

Then it stopped.

Then it drizzled again.

Stopped again.

Then it rained.

Then it's satisfied.

I don't remember doing that!

When did I do that?!

The colour might not be pretty, but the water's lovely!

And the pebbles are prickly.

I don't remember doing that too!

Buntut cramp?

Next day.

Bako National Park.

South China Sea.

Eh? Not yet.

And the fella handling our boat was wearing

a shirt and an underwear. That's it.

Saw lotsa local people on boats, fishing, and wearing only underwear, too.

*blink blink*

After jungle trekking for 700m,

beach yay beach!

>siaopo, sampatpo, siaolang.

Huge rock formations on the left and right.

Sangat-sangat beautiful sea view at the back.

Lagi beautiful forest view in front.

BL: "Take picture. Why you so kayu wan?"

This kayu! Broke liao!

taking a dump

A construction foreman could become an international singer.

A janitor/security guard could become a layout artist at one of the most successful companies in the world.

A student could become CEO of his own (damn successful) company at age 17.

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And I, I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference."

-Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

Sheeesh. I'm thinking, alright. I'm thinking damn hard.

But then again. Does thinking long and hard work? Sometimes. Some other times, the best decisions come to you spontaneously.

And if you ask me, "Are you making the right decision?"

My reply: "Is there even a right decision? A correct one?"

"There are only good or bad decisions."

-Some wise guy

Made a bad move? Sorry? Okay. Uhh so what?

Make the best out the shit you've gotten yourself into. Try. Yeah I know it's easier said than done. Still, in that sorry situation, you have a choice.

Made a good move? Well, good for you. Enjoy, coz you're bound to make a bad move sooner or later. Life ain't life if it ain't bitchy.

"Made a wrong turn, once or twice;

Dug my way out, blood or fire;

Bad decisions, that's alright;

Welcome to my silly life."

-Pink, Fuckin Perfect

Whoever's life is perfect anyway? Yeah the Sultan of Brunei shits in a golden toilet bowl. I still think he's not entirely happy with his life. And I'm pretty sure His Majesty himself's done some pretty silly things with his life.

*Dear God, please don't let any Brunei-an read this post*

In the end, it's okay. It'll always be okay.

Just gotta crawl/roll/jump/slide/whatever style you want just freakin go through it. And don't bother preparing for what's to come. You'll manage. I'll manage.

"Life's too important to be taken seriously."

-Wall of some building, Melbourne, Australia

late #3

I was barking at the older kids the other day. As usual.

*At the centre*

"Can you please pick up your pencil and write? Now!"

*Turns around*

"You! Page what now?!"

*Looks to the left*

"SHHH! Write! 5 more minutes!"

*Sits down*

"How many times have we gone through this?"

*Continues teaching*

"Yes. No. Yes. Yes. Yes."

*Gets up*

"Yes? Yes, take away 20 from this."

It's total madness!

Then suddenly.

*so-so-very-soft voice*

"Teacher Yvonne. Give you."

"AWWW"

But immediately thought,

"Have you finished your homework?"

Work.

Mehhh.

*strums*

GUITAR LAA!

:D

It was the last piece of its kind in the shop.

Mehh the boss won't give discount. He claims it's already discounted.

Brought it home and found SO MANY fingerprints on its body.

Ok it's wiped.

Looks so handsome, eyy?

Love its colour.

Love the way it sounds.

The.. The..

What do you call these things?

Knobs of sorts. And the things you could twist at the side.

So shiny! I sukah!

Comes with a bag.

Abudden.

No laa. Few extra ringgits for that bag.

Still cheaper than buying the bag separately.

Got all these for free!

Wheee!

Eyy apasal the picture so dark haa?

(clockwise from top)

Mineral oil (?) for maintenance of strings.

Piece of cloth to wipe the shiny wood surface.

Picks of different thickness? Hardness? Dunno.

And a matching strap. Leather on ends.

Aiyak.

Wait arr. I wipe the blood off my wallet first.

*wipes*

YAH I HAD TO PAY FOR IT TOO.

Ben's my slave from now on.

check this out

Model (model?): Elaine Low

Location: Bedroom in condo.

Photographer: CheaWen

Tatto design: CheaWen

Tattoo artist: Benny

That's totally right man!

This piece of "paradise" I drew

is permanently etched on Elaine's back for the rest of her life weyy!

Believe it.

*Phew!*