100 Crappings From Yours Truly..Vol.1
1. Of course the list has to start with formalities thanks to 3 years of endless form-filling. Well, to begin with, I'm Indian but I don't speak Malayalam or Tamil fluently. So sue me.
2. I guess that makes me a coconut. You know, like how non-chinese speaking chinese are called bananas. Well, Indians who aren't 'proud of their roots' are called coconuts. Ironic how everything almost always relates to food...
3. I've a thing of locking myself in a dark room and listening to Light and Easy. Oh, and did I mention, bawling my eyes out when my mind goes on the 'reflective' mode. Hey, that's how I deal with worldly sh*t.
4. The other day though, I tried something different. Went for a 'walk' with myself and my thoughts at 11 p.m, came home only at 4 in the morning coz it was so friggin cold! Maybe it was the Heineken...oh well..Light and Easy gets my vote...
5. A couple of friends have told me that I give away too much with my face. As in my facial expressions. If I'm unhappy, you could see I'm unhappy. It gets really irritating coz people often want to get under your skin on purpose . And just when you don't want to let them think that they've got to you, your bloody face gives it away..
6. I grew up living with a Pharmacist who doesn't believe in medicines. Yes, daddy dearest. "Just take cod liver oil and vitamins and go sleep. And lay off the coffee!" That's supposed to make you get better when you're sneezing storms into rolls and rolls of kitchen towels.
7. The first time I went to see a doctor for a common cold was when I was 19. And that only happened coz appa wasn't in town and STPM was around the corner. He yelled when he heard of it, and made sure amma got rid of the antibiotics. Apparently, antibiotics will be the death of us all.
8. I swear it'd be a miracle if he gets me to the hospital when I'm lying on my death bed, before stuffing me with bottles of colourful vitamins and transparent, golden capsules.
9. Enough about daddy. Lets talk about amma. Blunt, thats what she is. It doesn't really matter if she's meeting you for the first time; if she thinks you've got bad teeth, expect it to your face.
10. I remember distinctly her telling the poor lady at the counter to get some scaling done, and perhaps help from an orthodondist while she's at it. She was only supposed to come in and pay my music fees. Not launch a seminar on oral hygiene. See what dental nursing school does to you. God, I was so embarassed.
11. Amma's favourite line is " All you'll know is how to demand. Everything else, I have to do. Four buffaloes in the house, you all can't even lift a finger to help". Haven't heard it in a long time, though. Really funny, now that I think of it....
12. I'll give credit where it's due. Amma was, and still is an excellent home maker and a great cook. And i think my physique is greatly attributed to that, and the fact that I have a magnificently LOW metabolic rate. Her nasi lemak is to die for. I'd purposely take less rice and more sambal, so that when the rice finishes, i'd get to top up the rice. And when the sambal finishes, I'll have to top up the sambal coz there's still rice. It'll go on, and on, and on. I'd tell myself that I can't waste, to think of the poor starving children in wherever. Ha ha!
13. I'm the eldest of four. That means I have three siblings who basically lived to rip my sanity into unpatchable shreds.
14. Sha has a passion for slamming doors when she doesn't get her way. Car doors, room doors, bathroom doors..basically every door that hasn't been fixed with the spring that couses it to shut gently. You'd think you'd only find these doors in offices. Nope. My dad fixed this gadget to almost all the doors in our house so that Sha couldn't show her temper to the poor doors.
15. But she can be really hillarious at times, especially at Boy's expense. I remember Pat and her singing Destiny Child's 'Nasty Girls' when he strutted around the house,shirtless.Boy and Sha thrived on annoying each other, so much so that amma would say, "Why don't the both of you just fight and kill each other? Maybe then there'll be some peace in the house," whenever one of them goes, "Maaaa, look at Phillip/Sha!!!!He/ she...." . Or, she'd go, "I've looked at his/her face enough!"
16. Pat has unofficially assumed the role of Cinderella. She says that Sha and I are her ugly, mean stepsisters...
17. She knows that I need her to do something, or get me something when I sing "Patriciiiaaa" sweetly. It's actually amazing how she always abliges, even while whining and complaining of how she feels like she's being treated like a maid and all. I guess yours truly isn't mean and ugly after all...
18. Since Pat is oh-so-cute, she's a sweetheart among my guy friends (heck,I have to compete with a 13 year old!) and aunts and uncles. The joys of being the youngest. Oh, and did I mention that she's the richest among us?
19. I'll always remember the fight between Boy and me. I remember him grabbing me by my hair and slamming my head to the wall. This happened during the reign of The Rock, before I lopped off my locks. As they say, every cloud has a silver lining. He got the wooden spoon after that. He also got the belt not too long ago.
20. Poor Boy. Luckily he's grown out of the "I exist to torture the living crap outta you" phase. Must say that Friendster has enlightened me into knowing that he's become somewhat a ladies man. Well, he'd better. After living all his life with four ladies, he should have learnt something.
21. Simply put, we live our own version of the Adams Family.
22. I had my first crush when I was 10. Contrary to what my friends say, no, I'm not gatal. Wasn't my fault he was so cute. And 15. Guess my affinity towards older men started way back then :P
23. I don't do crushes anymore, must be the age. And the gong-ing of the biological clock. Ha ha! I believe in true love and true bliss. As stupid as it sounds, I'm ready for a family. Of course, I mean emotionally,mentally and spiritually. Not financially, like duh.If I'd found a bag with a substantial amount of money,if I could gag my conscience and the man I love asked me to marry him tomorrow, I would, in a jiffy. I can still do the things I wanna do PLUS make him the happiest man alive, so where's the loss? I'm NOT being perasan. He will testify, one sweet day.
24. I didn't think I was a hopeless romantic, till recently. I'm caught by surprise by the words that come out of my own mouth. Never in a million years did I think I'd say "So sweet," and feel all warm inside when I see a couple sharing a light, meaningful kiss. When I see a couple holding hands and crossing the road in the rain. When I see him looking at her and giving her his sincerest smile.
25. I'd normally scoff in distaste at roses,chocies, candlelit dinners and moonlit walks, not these days though.
26. I've heard 'Turn Me On' by Kevin Lyttle in my head when God Is Good was being in sung in church. Yes, I'll be hitting the confession box soon.
27. I love canines. They're the only kinds who'd love you unconditionally, the moment you show them some affection. Unlike humans, and their stupid lil games.
28. Fast forward into the future: Single storey house, more than one doggie running around the porch chasing my four or less kids. Mom-in-law sitting outside, in the rattan chair, smiling contently while keeping an eye on the kids. Hubby walks through the gate, and suddenly all attention is on him, even the pups run to his outstretched arms, while I watch the man I married with pride through the sliding door, making sure he doesnt see me looking at him. DAMN! I wanna get married!
29. I will love my in laws,especially mom-in-law. I want to love the lady who gave me my brightest smile as much as I love my parents.
30. I checked out a priest in church last Sunday. He had a funky looking goatee and the most charming smile. The thing is I didn't know that he was a priest till he walked in wearing the cassock while the congregation sang the entrance hymn. Wasted. Again, I'll be going for confession soon...
31. I cry. A lot. Too much. Buckets when no one's around. Calm streams around Jo and Mai Yin. I'm emotional. Though I know it's nothing to be ashamed of, I do get embarassed by it at times as I feel it's the first sign of weakness.
32. Appa thinks he's the funniest man alive. Though I'd have to admit he IS kinda witty, we normally don't laugh at his jokes, just so that he doesn't get big headed. You see, evenings are normally 'family bonding' times. We'd all sit at the dining table, him with his caya and newspapers, and everyone else with their stories of the day. Then he'd launch into a series of impersonations and self-construed jokes. Only amma laughs aloud. I guess it's an obligation that comes with the Mrs. title. He'd say things like, "See my wit. There's no tea session without my jokes and presence." Of course, we'd roll our eyes to the heavens in mock disgust.
33. I'm funny. If you've read #32, you'd see where I got it from. The same expression I give my dad, the same I receive from my friends. But deep down, I know they'd miss me terribly when the semester ends.
34. After 2 years, Mai Yin and Jo are finally picking up in their sense of humour. I believe mine has rubbed off on them. I told Mai yin, "a lil more time and you'd be up to my level of wittiness." She says she's gonna overthrow me from my throne of being the funniest amongst us all soon. I think I'd better go home soon and get dosages from appa dearest...Can't let that happen now, can I?
35. I hate cats. They're such horny creatures, the way they come and nuzzle and purr at you, like some stupid hiau po. And they're such whiny, ungrateful creatures. They disappear the moment you pity them and drop them something to eat.Actually, till this day I don't understand why dogs are bitches and not cats. A bitch is sly and mengada. Isn't that what cats are?
36. My most chaste love affair was with my pup, Jo. By far, I have to say that she was the most pampered, adorable thing. She loved Tuesday pasar malams, coz she knew that she'd get her share of Nasi Lemak Kak Yah. And she loved Wednesday evening walks, coz she got to raid the leftover garbage of the traders from the night before.
37. There was once when she got the manges, I took her to the clinic for treatment. And yes, the money came out of my own pocket. That's how much I loved her. Anyway, she refused to get on the weighing scale. I was furious coz the vet made me stand on the weighing scale first, and then again with fatty Jo craddled in my arms. Subtracting the measurements, she got Jo's weight. Silly girl, the whole clinic knew my weight becuse of her.
38. But I couldn't stay mad at her for long. Guess what she had for lunch after that? KFC! Think it was the 2 piece plate, or something like that. Talk about living the life of a princess.
39. My other love affair is with my organ. No, not collective tissues. Organ, as in the instrument. I used to hate going for classes when I lived in Mentakab. To my parent's surprise I pushed for it when I came to Klang. Partly coz my best friend was learning it too. Peer pressure, they say. I performed my first concert when I was 14. And after that in another 4. Played for church for a couple of years. Cherished memories.
40. I taught music for 2 years, throughout F6 while still taking classes under the most wonderful teacher. She never really treated me like a student, though there were times when she was stern, especially when I kept screwing up my scales in preparation for my P6 exam.
41. I had students from all walks of life. It was a trying and eye-opening experience. Look forward to doing it again, better this time. In a way it taught me how to deal with the pests at home. Your parents seem to respect you more once you start working, I've noticed.
42. All my life I've belonged to some choir or other. In Mentakab,I was in the church choir. In Klang, church choir and the school's. Now in Penang, I'm in the church choir too. There's this unexplainable euphoria in being able to scream your lungs out with a bunch of people that share the same passion.
43. The closest I've come to having a peice of the lime light (vocal wise) was doing duets. My first was for a kindy concert. Then I did A Whole New World at the retirement of my headmaster in primary school. Talk about an unappropriate song. In F2, I did a lame Backside Boys song with a few classmates at our year end concert.I'll Never Break Your Heart. Right.
45. Five Stars. That was the name of our girl-band in primary school. We wore a common coloured top with different coloured SHORT, TIGHT, MINI SKIRTS. Can't for the life of me imagine myself in a miniskirt now without looking like a suffocated Ba Chang.Under those skirts, we wore black leggings. Now that I think of it, we probably looked like whores-in-the-making. How the teachers allowed us up the stage, I don't know. I remember performing Oh, Carol..or was it Diana? and Dying Inside To Hold You by Timmy Thomas. I remember being eager to entertain a crowd. Wonder where my esteem has gone to now.
46. Penang is the third town I've lived in. I grew up amidst a forest in a British-styled house in small town Mentakab, which btw is in Pahang. Moved to Klang and hated it Std 5. I've since come to realise that it was a blessing in disguise. Now, I'm beginning to love Penang, even with its terrible drivers and filthy air, for reasons I shan't disclose.
47. I love boys. Again, I'm not gatal. It's just that they're really great to hangout with. Especially when you get accepted into their 'gang' and they treat you like one of them. I grew up mixing a lot with boys. Maybe that's why I'm not so 'perempuan' in my behaviour and manners.
48. Apparently, I'm a snob. See how people pass judgements. Just coz I have an unsmiling face and a walk that fakes confidence very well. If only they knew. Imagine walking around campus,smiling like a looney. Then they'd probably say I need qo see a quack. Smile cannot, don't smile also cannot. How do you please everyone?
49. Apparently, I think I belong to a beauty club. Here's how it came about exactly. You see, Mai Yin and I are always together in campus. And we can't help it that we have a 'condescending, muka-bantai-orang'. On top of that, we look like a walking KLCC, just that I've lost a couple of storeys on my side. Someone actually told a friend of ours that we behave as if we belong to some exclusive beauty club.HHMMPPPHHH!!! Tak pasal-pasal kena.
50. Contrary to what lotsa people think (that I supposedly can get anyone I want at the snap of my fingertips), and the fact that I belong to a make-believe hoity-toity sorority club, I've only had 2 ex-boyfriends. One lasted for 6 years. Is that proof enough that I ain't no player?
2. I guess that makes me a coconut. You know, like how non-chinese speaking chinese are called bananas. Well, Indians who aren't 'proud of their roots' are called coconuts. Ironic how everything almost always relates to food...
3. I've a thing of locking myself in a dark room and listening to Light and Easy. Oh, and did I mention, bawling my eyes out when my mind goes on the 'reflective' mode. Hey, that's how I deal with worldly sh*t.
4. The other day though, I tried something different. Went for a 'walk' with myself and my thoughts at 11 p.m, came home only at 4 in the morning coz it was so friggin cold! Maybe it was the Heineken...oh well..Light and Easy gets my vote...
5. A couple of friends have told me that I give away too much with my face. As in my facial expressions. If I'm unhappy, you could see I'm unhappy. It gets really irritating coz people often want to get under your skin on purpose . And just when you don't want to let them think that they've got to you, your bloody face gives it away..
6. I grew up living with a Pharmacist who doesn't believe in medicines. Yes, daddy dearest. "Just take cod liver oil and vitamins and go sleep. And lay off the coffee!" That's supposed to make you get better when you're sneezing storms into rolls and rolls of kitchen towels.
7. The first time I went to see a doctor for a common cold was when I was 19. And that only happened coz appa wasn't in town and STPM was around the corner. He yelled when he heard of it, and made sure amma got rid of the antibiotics. Apparently, antibiotics will be the death of us all.
8. I swear it'd be a miracle if he gets me to the hospital when I'm lying on my death bed, before stuffing me with bottles of colourful vitamins and transparent, golden capsules.
9. Enough about daddy. Lets talk about amma. Blunt, thats what she is. It doesn't really matter if she's meeting you for the first time; if she thinks you've got bad teeth, expect it to your face.
10. I remember distinctly her telling the poor lady at the counter to get some scaling done, and perhaps help from an orthodondist while she's at it. She was only supposed to come in and pay my music fees. Not launch a seminar on oral hygiene. See what dental nursing school does to you. God, I was so embarassed.
11. Amma's favourite line is " All you'll know is how to demand. Everything else, I have to do. Four buffaloes in the house, you all can't even lift a finger to help". Haven't heard it in a long time, though. Really funny, now that I think of it....
12. I'll give credit where it's due. Amma was, and still is an excellent home maker and a great cook. And i think my physique is greatly attributed to that, and the fact that I have a magnificently LOW metabolic rate. Her nasi lemak is to die for. I'd purposely take less rice and more sambal, so that when the rice finishes, i'd get to top up the rice. And when the sambal finishes, I'll have to top up the sambal coz there's still rice. It'll go on, and on, and on. I'd tell myself that I can't waste, to think of the poor starving children in wherever. Ha ha!
13. I'm the eldest of four. That means I have three siblings who basically lived to rip my sanity into unpatchable shreds.
14. Sha has a passion for slamming doors when she doesn't get her way. Car doors, room doors, bathroom doors..basically every door that hasn't been fixed with the spring that couses it to shut gently. You'd think you'd only find these doors in offices. Nope. My dad fixed this gadget to almost all the doors in our house so that Sha couldn't show her temper to the poor doors.
15. But she can be really hillarious at times, especially at Boy's expense. I remember Pat and her singing Destiny Child's 'Nasty Girls' when he strutted around the house,shirtless.Boy and Sha thrived on annoying each other, so much so that amma would say, "Why don't the both of you just fight and kill each other? Maybe then there'll be some peace in the house," whenever one of them goes, "Maaaa, look at Phillip/Sha!!!!He/ she...." . Or, she'd go, "I've looked at his/her face enough!"
16. Pat has unofficially assumed the role of Cinderella. She says that Sha and I are her ugly, mean stepsisters...
17. She knows that I need her to do something, or get me something when I sing "Patriciiiaaa" sweetly. It's actually amazing how she always abliges, even while whining and complaining of how she feels like she's being treated like a maid and all. I guess yours truly isn't mean and ugly after all...
18. Since Pat is oh-so-cute, she's a sweetheart among my guy friends (heck,I have to compete with a 13 year old!) and aunts and uncles. The joys of being the youngest. Oh, and did I mention that she's the richest among us?
19. I'll always remember the fight between Boy and me. I remember him grabbing me by my hair and slamming my head to the wall. This happened during the reign of The Rock, before I lopped off my locks. As they say, every cloud has a silver lining. He got the wooden spoon after that. He also got the belt not too long ago.
20. Poor Boy. Luckily he's grown out of the "I exist to torture the living crap outta you" phase. Must say that Friendster has enlightened me into knowing that he's become somewhat a ladies man. Well, he'd better. After living all his life with four ladies, he should have learnt something.
21. Simply put, we live our own version of the Adams Family.
22. I had my first crush when I was 10. Contrary to what my friends say, no, I'm not gatal. Wasn't my fault he was so cute. And 15. Guess my affinity towards older men started way back then :P
23. I don't do crushes anymore, must be the age. And the gong-ing of the biological clock. Ha ha! I believe in true love and true bliss. As stupid as it sounds, I'm ready for a family. Of course, I mean emotionally,mentally and spiritually. Not financially, like duh.If I'd found a bag with a substantial amount of money,if I could gag my conscience and the man I love asked me to marry him tomorrow, I would, in a jiffy. I can still do the things I wanna do PLUS make him the happiest man alive, so where's the loss? I'm NOT being perasan. He will testify, one sweet day.
24. I didn't think I was a hopeless romantic, till recently. I'm caught by surprise by the words that come out of my own mouth. Never in a million years did I think I'd say "So sweet," and feel all warm inside when I see a couple sharing a light, meaningful kiss. When I see a couple holding hands and crossing the road in the rain. When I see him looking at her and giving her his sincerest smile.
25. I'd normally scoff in distaste at roses,chocies, candlelit dinners and moonlit walks, not these days though.
26. I've heard 'Turn Me On' by Kevin Lyttle in my head when God Is Good was being in sung in church. Yes, I'll be hitting the confession box soon.
27. I love canines. They're the only kinds who'd love you unconditionally, the moment you show them some affection. Unlike humans, and their stupid lil games.
28. Fast forward into the future: Single storey house, more than one doggie running around the porch chasing my four or less kids. Mom-in-law sitting outside, in the rattan chair, smiling contently while keeping an eye on the kids. Hubby walks through the gate, and suddenly all attention is on him, even the pups run to his outstretched arms, while I watch the man I married with pride through the sliding door, making sure he doesnt see me looking at him. DAMN! I wanna get married!
29. I will love my in laws,especially mom-in-law. I want to love the lady who gave me my brightest smile as much as I love my parents.
30. I checked out a priest in church last Sunday. He had a funky looking goatee and the most charming smile. The thing is I didn't know that he was a priest till he walked in wearing the cassock while the congregation sang the entrance hymn. Wasted. Again, I'll be going for confession soon...
31. I cry. A lot. Too much. Buckets when no one's around. Calm streams around Jo and Mai Yin. I'm emotional. Though I know it's nothing to be ashamed of, I do get embarassed by it at times as I feel it's the first sign of weakness.
32. Appa thinks he's the funniest man alive. Though I'd have to admit he IS kinda witty, we normally don't laugh at his jokes, just so that he doesn't get big headed. You see, evenings are normally 'family bonding' times. We'd all sit at the dining table, him with his caya and newspapers, and everyone else with their stories of the day. Then he'd launch into a series of impersonations and self-construed jokes. Only amma laughs aloud. I guess it's an obligation that comes with the Mrs. title. He'd say things like, "See my wit. There's no tea session without my jokes and presence." Of course, we'd roll our eyes to the heavens in mock disgust.
33. I'm funny. If you've read #32, you'd see where I got it from. The same expression I give my dad, the same I receive from my friends. But deep down, I know they'd miss me terribly when the semester ends.
34. After 2 years, Mai Yin and Jo are finally picking up in their sense of humour. I believe mine has rubbed off on them. I told Mai yin, "a lil more time and you'd be up to my level of wittiness." She says she's gonna overthrow me from my throne of being the funniest amongst us all soon. I think I'd better go home soon and get dosages from appa dearest...Can't let that happen now, can I?
35. I hate cats. They're such horny creatures, the way they come and nuzzle and purr at you, like some stupid hiau po. And they're such whiny, ungrateful creatures. They disappear the moment you pity them and drop them something to eat.Actually, till this day I don't understand why dogs are bitches and not cats. A bitch is sly and mengada. Isn't that what cats are?
36. My most chaste love affair was with my pup, Jo. By far, I have to say that she was the most pampered, adorable thing. She loved Tuesday pasar malams, coz she knew that she'd get her share of Nasi Lemak Kak Yah. And she loved Wednesday evening walks, coz she got to raid the leftover garbage of the traders from the night before.
37. There was once when she got the manges, I took her to the clinic for treatment. And yes, the money came out of my own pocket. That's how much I loved her. Anyway, she refused to get on the weighing scale. I was furious coz the vet made me stand on the weighing scale first, and then again with fatty Jo craddled in my arms. Subtracting the measurements, she got Jo's weight. Silly girl, the whole clinic knew my weight becuse of her.
38. But I couldn't stay mad at her for long. Guess what she had for lunch after that? KFC! Think it was the 2 piece plate, or something like that. Talk about living the life of a princess.
39. My other love affair is with my organ. No, not collective tissues. Organ, as in the instrument. I used to hate going for classes when I lived in Mentakab. To my parent's surprise I pushed for it when I came to Klang. Partly coz my best friend was learning it too. Peer pressure, they say. I performed my first concert when I was 14. And after that in another 4. Played for church for a couple of years. Cherished memories.
40. I taught music for 2 years, throughout F6 while still taking classes under the most wonderful teacher. She never really treated me like a student, though there were times when she was stern, especially when I kept screwing up my scales in preparation for my P6 exam.
41. I had students from all walks of life. It was a trying and eye-opening experience. Look forward to doing it again, better this time. In a way it taught me how to deal with the pests at home. Your parents seem to respect you more once you start working, I've noticed.
42. All my life I've belonged to some choir or other. In Mentakab,I was in the church choir. In Klang, church choir and the school's. Now in Penang, I'm in the church choir too. There's this unexplainable euphoria in being able to scream your lungs out with a bunch of people that share the same passion.
43. The closest I've come to having a peice of the lime light (vocal wise) was doing duets. My first was for a kindy concert. Then I did A Whole New World at the retirement of my headmaster in primary school. Talk about an unappropriate song. In F2, I did a lame Backside Boys song with a few classmates at our year end concert.I'll Never Break Your Heart. Right.
45. Five Stars. That was the name of our girl-band in primary school. We wore a common coloured top with different coloured SHORT, TIGHT, MINI SKIRTS. Can't for the life of me imagine myself in a miniskirt now without looking like a suffocated Ba Chang.Under those skirts, we wore black leggings. Now that I think of it, we probably looked like whores-in-the-making. How the teachers allowed us up the stage, I don't know. I remember performing Oh, Carol..or was it Diana? and Dying Inside To Hold You by Timmy Thomas. I remember being eager to entertain a crowd. Wonder where my esteem has gone to now.
46. Penang is the third town I've lived in. I grew up amidst a forest in a British-styled house in small town Mentakab, which btw is in Pahang. Moved to Klang and hated it Std 5. I've since come to realise that it was a blessing in disguise. Now, I'm beginning to love Penang, even with its terrible drivers and filthy air, for reasons I shan't disclose.
47. I love boys. Again, I'm not gatal. It's just that they're really great to hangout with. Especially when you get accepted into their 'gang' and they treat you like one of them. I grew up mixing a lot with boys. Maybe that's why I'm not so 'perempuan' in my behaviour and manners.
48. Apparently, I'm a snob. See how people pass judgements. Just coz I have an unsmiling face and a walk that fakes confidence very well. If only they knew. Imagine walking around campus,smiling like a looney. Then they'd probably say I need qo see a quack. Smile cannot, don't smile also cannot. How do you please everyone?
49. Apparently, I think I belong to a beauty club. Here's how it came about exactly. You see, Mai Yin and I are always together in campus. And we can't help it that we have a 'condescending, muka-bantai-orang'. On top of that, we look like a walking KLCC, just that I've lost a couple of storeys on my side. Someone actually told a friend of ours that we behave as if we belong to some exclusive beauty club.HHMMPPPHHH!!! Tak pasal-pasal kena.
50. Contrary to what lotsa people think (that I supposedly can get anyone I want at the snap of my fingertips), and the fact that I belong to a make-believe hoity-toity sorority club, I've only had 2 ex-boyfriends. One lasted for 6 years. Is that proof enough that I ain't no player?
5 Comments:
naan unnei palegikepurin, mudieme?
haha.. that was what my best friend in ukm taught me to get to know an indian girl, who replied me in mandarin telling me she cannot understand tamil. haha.
something to clarify, 'banana' refers to chinese who doesnt or cant speak mandarin. think of the yellow outside and white inside analogy.
sorry for poking into your family matters, but i think i can understand your daddy's stance. should one day, hopefully it never happens, you need hospital intervention i think he will promptly send you there. antibiotics are not really good stuffs when you are just having common cold and flu, as it causes drug resistance of the bacteria in your body. moreover, cold and flu are caused by viruses, and antibiotics serve no purpose at all. docs presribe antibiotics because most people expect us to do something, while there is no need at all. so your dad is right, hope this sheds some light for you.
enjoyed your entry. keep it up!
A lot of people think their lives are full of "crap". But they never stop to think. How was all that "crap" created. I don't believe everything happens for a reason. I think people create their own downfalls.
Who do you think you are giving people advice. And what do you mean: You don't think everything happens for a reason.
Somethings just do alright!
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Get sued? For what? For writing the above? Oh come on... give me a break. Whats the point of having a blog if you cant speak your mind? I dont think Anucia would write something offensive to that extent. You, on the other hand, sure seem capable of it.
I would kill to see YOUR blog someday...
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