it’s oways like this. oways fuck up my time. oways planning kanasai. oways!!! how da hell is a girl to survive in kl all by herself when rapists and snatch thieves are jes waiting in the dark corner of every street. how the hell u expect me to go to times square alone? take taxi? u thk i don wan ar? dammit. i hate kl. i wana leave malaysia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i..
1. don’t do laundry
2. don’t do financial planning
3. don’t like staying home
3. can’t cook for shit
4. have commitment issues
5. don’t suck up to in-laws
6. don’t believe in the love ever after shit
7. don’t like sharing my closet
8. love my own space and freedom (late nights in particular)
9. don’t have time for children / babies
10. cannot sit still even for a minute (unless i’m playing dota or something)
So STOP asking me when i’m getting married! sien.
An American consultant was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The Mexican replied, "Only a little while."
The American then asked, "Why don’t you stay out longer and catch more fish?
The Mexican said, "Well, I catch enough to feed my family."
The American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?" The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life, senor."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard graduate and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But senor, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15-20 years."
"But what then, senor?"
The American laughed and said, "That’s the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
"Millions, senor? Then what?"
The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
If you still have the chance, that is .
Extracted from rojaks.blogspot.com =P
my first few hours of 2008 sucked big time!
the original plan was to celebrate with my beloved bunch of colleagues. BUT, something more important came up. a wadevafrend (i can’t say they are my frens) had a birthday coming up.. OKAY. fine.
So fetching arrangements were made. The birthday was sapos to be held at THE CURVE. everything was ready, we even had frens there at 6pm on standby to reserve us a table. see? my wadevafrend face VERY THE BIG. got event organizer lagi! and all across kl and pj, frens were comin to the curve latest by 9pm. me and my guy were to leave my colleagues place at 930pm and arrive at the curve by 10pm. (taking into account the jam that day). Only to arrive at 1130pm. Reason?
BCOS WADEVAFREN N HIS SOULMATE (U2 TOTALLY DESERVE EACH OTHER UGH) DECIDED TO HAVE AN ARGUMENT AGAIN! THAT NIGHT.
Impact? Fetching arrangements were screwed, party was screwed, there was no cake. no clubbing. no birthday celebration hell no! only a bunch of angry frens who took it out on each other blaming the wrong person. all thanks to wat? one stupid repetitious meaningless fight. 
so that nite, after a good nite’s sleep. i decided to forget it and be forgiveful of other ppl’s mistakes. Being forgiveful ppl with big hearts, my guy decided that this wadevafren, however an asshole he is, should not deserve to celebrate his birthday alone. 2 Jan was the birthdate. frens had to again, travel from parts from kl to give this wadevafren FACE again. (I had to. but i was giving my guy face.)
So, there was cake and everyone was waiting for wadevafren to show up. finally he did, with his popular soulmate. fine. i sabar lagi.
An argument occured. due to my inability to control my fuming temper and her airheadedwhines, the conversation was like this:
(since it was his birthday, i decided to have a little fun)
Annoyed me: hey wat song did u say we shud sing jes now KIT? neh, the four letter chinese word song ahhh…
KIT: (very very paisei and jes kept drinking his guiness)
Annoyed me: neh the liang jing ru popular song arrr! four words one~~
(ok i admit, i was pushing it)
Whinysoulmate: fen shou kuai le lor. y don u jes say it out loud. (with a hint of behsongness in her tone) (forgot to say, they jes announced they’ve broken up.. again.. but then i don buy it.)
Annoyed me: WHY, how clever of you. YES it’s that song!
Whinysoulmate: ya well, u have no business in our relationship, u dono anything about us.
Annoyed me: haha. no i don’t and i don’t fucking plan to , bcos it’s apparently none of my crap business and u shudn’t be talkign bout it. BUT now i wana talk about how ur fucking arguments are affecting our life.
Whiny soulmate cutting in: yes u haf no business in our relationship, u dono how he treats me, how sanfu i am (half crying)
(observe how she goes on and on about the relationship and tells us iwe’ve got nobusiness in it.. crazy bitch who’s already 27 acting like an 8 in denial i tell u) (grow up la. i’m sien of ur crying aledy. shesh)
fine. u get to cry. u get the be the pitiful-oh-she-bully-me one. i let u cry la. and i’ll be bigbadwolf. boohoo. pfft. pathetic~
Thus, she runs away into the road (too bad no car coming) and the wadevafren goes after her. sigh. so romantic.
the party ended with an sms from wadevafren:
"Y did u guys hafta do this ? u guys really do not pretty lor" (cantonese translation: zou dak em leng)
FUCk u lar wadevafren, u thk every1 so free like ur bimbogf. we hold party for u, organize all those fucking stuff for u ? i lose my bonding time bcos of u. macaohai, ur stupid arguments so big until can cover the sky isit!? KNNCCB! ur relationship so important until ur frens don matter anymore! and this is not the first time ur stupid argument affected my life which i’m not gonna say here cos it’s too lengthy. (they made me homeless)
I hate it when ppl are so stupid and they affect me. tHERE will be no next time. nonononono~
also, i would like to take this opportunity to apologize to my fellow colleagues. yes, i deserve this, i shouldn’t haf ffk. no next time. no.
ok, steam is half gone. i shall gallop back to work now. pretending like nothing happened.
till then… *sabar~~~
