well, this is my own fault. i wanted to buy things. i wanted to spend money on shit, and more shit that i'm probably never going to use, or rarely use. so i deserve to be in debt. i didnt say i want to go thailand on freaking chinese lunar new year. so if there is no want, how come i want to buy so many things/shit there.
deserve it, totally.
my fault for talking to you, for reciprocating in a conversation. then agree to go out with you get interested in your life then like you very very much and look where i am now.
it all started with a msn.
my fault. my fault to have continued to talk.
okay anyway. back to talking about hard times. there is a lizard shit stain that is hard to wipe off so i had a hard time trying to wipe it off.
just like some people, like this stain, very hard to change, very hard to get them to get out of their old life and 勇敢去嘗試. they refuse to try, because they think. they perceive the consequence to be as such.. so as they be(lie)ve in themselves. good. believe in yourself. yeah, its like they believe that a mammoth tastes better than a chicken when they dont even know what a mammoth tastes like because no one has seen a mammoth let alone eat it.
so the stain is like this person. like you.
yes, you.
you wont get out of your life and try it. because you see me as such, you judge me as such, i am not your type so you dont want to get involved in my business.
okay like this stain. refuse to come off. but i try to wipe it off very hardly.
i used the toilet cleaner with a floral fragrance from Giant to wipe it off . nope still there. lizard shit is very resistant.
okay nevermind, i will buy the Cif magic cleaner from ntuc fairprice to wipe it off. if i wipe it off successfully i shall believe that it is a blessing from the heavens and hells ( curse? ) that i would be able to have you involved in my business and life. business life.
yes, i hope so.
i have read 6 year old blog. every single post in this six years i have read all.okay. i cannot say that i remember it word for word or sentence for sentence. not even paragraph for paragraph. however i remember excerpts. like how you write your stories and how you pity harry potter and how you went back to primary school in secondary school and teacher said you've grown up. and how you hate this guy for sleeping in the room for the girls during class gathering how you feel that guys should not be fighting with girls over room and blankets. and how it is when girls cry when they do something wrong and then suddenly, its not their fault anymore. whoever who wrote this is a pussy you said.
so i never never cry in front of you because it will just justify my wrongdoings. then i will be forever slime in your eyes.
this is what makes you special.
i do not know how long i will continue in this crazy act of liking you and doing crazy shit that turns you off but i know that i want to see more of you even though what hurts the most was being so close and having so much to say and watching you walk away.
living with this regret.
there's this teenage girl on the Tyra Banks show who wants to get pregnant very much, because she thinks that 'the baby will bring her and her ex boyfriend closer together.'
then tyra banks said 'that sounds stupid'
and many people in the audience were disgusted, and the girl's mum cried like crazy saying' oh my baby, my poor baby'
okay this girl is definitely immature, and the way that she loves this guy is mad because the baby is only going to create more problems financial problems, stress, time, and how is she going to go to school blah blah, and not to mention what the baby will do to her sexy pre-pregnancy body, maybe the guy wont want her anymore because of her post-pregnancy fats wrinkles stretch marks and blah.
so im definitely not going to resort to this, but i am going to try my best, like i know things that are not yours cannot force. 不世伱的僦不偠免墙( the chinese settings are screwed up but you get what i mean )
perhaps you think that the period of time i <3 you is not enough i am not going to keep <3ing you just to prove my point back in year 2010, but yes let nature take its course, with some man-made infrastructure.
i listen to chen yi xun songs and i like them very much, not because you listen to them so i also go and listen so i can relate to you better but because i like his songs and i have watched his movies before. so look, dont we have a lot in common? have you heard his 明年今日? maybe i'll be like the male protagonist and sixty years later, you dont belong to me ( you already dont ) okay you belong to someone else but i hope i recognise your children.
但愿认得出你的子女
i found that song when i was searching 'sad chinese love songs' on youtube so dont say i copy you. and i have memorised the song and copied down the lyrics. see? you like to copy meaningful quotes from books and i like to copy meaningful lyrics. do i suit you? am i your type?
why wont you give me a chance to show that i am a person with feelings
a good person, worthy of your time and relationship
i know i cannot 为你付出and blah like all the love songs moan about because i do not know what you need or what i can give is not what you need but how?
this is how i feel.
hard times.
i have freaked you out. pissed you off and all the taboo things i have done.
brought it upon myself.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
sad pissed angry ( SPA )
yesterday 7 jan 2012 i am very SPA
because got this bloody bitchy woman say i give her face.
walao please lah. prease lah. my face so nice give you for what.
she kept asking me to give her warm water and i was like wait. then i put my five fingers up and give the stop sign. she dont understand because she very stupid. so whatever. and she got 2 chewren. one very very fat girl. like 7 years old. ( and she was wearing a freaking ballerina dress. ) yuck. is cinderella fat?
nope. duh.
and another boy who thinks is michael jackson and keeps doing shit moves on the floor while the waitresses were serving hot food. walao eh kanasai. then we spill the food coz of this shit human being become our fault lah.
then the woman told the manager i dont want to serve her. SHIT YOU. and she samor say i give her face. walao walao walao. BITCH.
shit man i hope she gets fired from her job and have to live in a one-room flat.
then the manager say oh maybe because the customer AKA BITCH dont like your face. maybe your face make her angry. walao God made me this way. so you dont like God lah. He also dont like you yeah. thats why he give you fat and dumb shit as chewren.
and did i forget to add that she has a super old man thats old enough to be her father as her husband? okay so she married a sugar daddy. hope she gets diabetes soonest.
the man is super old and resembles a bull dog. he has puffy cheeks and a bulbous nose and wrinkled skin. big-time pig-time
have you seen him? a big fat mother fucker walking around oh my god a huge pile of redundant protoplasm. immense, big sized massive belly and a big fat fucking ass
and as you look at him you wonder, how does this man take a shit?
and even more frightening, how does he wipe his ass? can he even locate his asshole? he must require assistance! are paramedics trained in this field?
his monstrous swollen beer belly hanging dangerously low over his poor belt buckle
and as you stand before the two of them you begin to wonder to yourself, do this people fuck?
is this man actually capable of fucking this woman? it doesn't seem structurally possible that these two people could achieve penetration. how did these two chewren come about?
God help us.
Jesus Lord, protector of all that is good and holy, deliver me from fat people and fat chewren
okay.
this is the life of a low life worker.
goodbye.
i might die soon.
tomorrow..
because got this bloody bitchy woman say i give her face.
walao please lah. prease lah. my face so nice give you for what.
she kept asking me to give her warm water and i was like wait. then i put my five fingers up and give the stop sign. she dont understand because she very stupid. so whatever. and she got 2 chewren. one very very fat girl. like 7 years old. ( and she was wearing a freaking ballerina dress. ) yuck. is cinderella fat?
nope. duh.
and another boy who thinks is michael jackson and keeps doing shit moves on the floor while the waitresses were serving hot food. walao eh kanasai. then we spill the food coz of this shit human being become our fault lah.
then the woman told the manager i dont want to serve her. SHIT YOU. and she samor say i give her face. walao walao walao. BITCH.
shit man i hope she gets fired from her job and have to live in a one-room flat.
then the manager say oh maybe because the customer AKA BITCH dont like your face. maybe your face make her angry. walao God made me this way. so you dont like God lah. He also dont like you yeah. thats why he give you fat and dumb shit as chewren.
and did i forget to add that she has a super old man thats old enough to be her father as her husband? okay so she married a sugar daddy. hope she gets diabetes soonest.
the man is super old and resembles a bull dog. he has puffy cheeks and a bulbous nose and wrinkled skin. big-time pig-time
have you seen him? a big fat mother fucker walking around oh my god a huge pile of redundant protoplasm. immense, big sized massive belly and a big fat fucking ass
and as you look at him you wonder, how does this man take a shit?
and even more frightening, how does he wipe his ass? can he even locate his asshole? he must require assistance! are paramedics trained in this field?
his monstrous swollen beer belly hanging dangerously low over his poor belt buckle
and as you stand before the two of them you begin to wonder to yourself, do this people fuck?
is this man actually capable of fucking this woman? it doesn't seem structurally possible that these two people could achieve penetration. how did these two chewren come about?
God help us.
Jesus Lord, protector of all that is good and holy, deliver me from fat people and fat chewren
okay.
this is the life of a low life worker.
goodbye.
i might die soon.
tomorrow..
Thursday, December 22, 2011
why upset
why are you upset about things that dont concern you?
i very angry when i take the freaking mrt. i heard this blardy woman with her maid and two young girls about ages 8-10. then they were walking out of hougang mrt and the woman ( assuming its the girls' mother from the shit she was blabbing ) yup. she was like 'that man ah. got two young girls in front of him he still pretend never see, continue talking to the girlfriend. SO RUDE AH ' and she was very angry and kept ranting to the poor maid who could only agree with her as this blardy woman kind of controls her future, her life. and the poor girls were like,' what happen??' then the woman just continue talking about the man, criticizing him. the maid just said, ' mummy angry...'
seriously what the heck? the blardy woman thinks that the man should give up his seat to her daughters? have you seen an old man giving up seat to an ablie-bodied young woman? that would be fucking ridiculous. how is the woman going to accept the seat. she got face to accept the seat anot. the mrt picture depicts 4 scenarios: 1) the pregnant 2) the disabled 3) the old 4) those carrying children. NOT CHILDREN. NOT CHILDREN.
NOT CHILDREN.
children need to work anot. children need to carry heavy stuff anot. ( unless its a child slave taking the mrt ) children contribute to the society? maybe next time. now all they do is complain and grumble. and care about their academic results. and act like they deserve to sit on the seats on public transport. I have yet to seen a child aged 7-10 or like in the primary school age to give up their seats to those who need it more than them. they do not even need to work or support the family or carry heavy shit for fuck's sake.
i am going to tell the next man/woman who acts like his/her kids have the right to sit on seats in the mrt. what are rights? do the people in Africa have rights? even have rights to food and shelter? why are you talking about rights here in Singapore. Africans are humans too and they do not have any rights what makes you think you have the rights to seats in the mrt?
ugh. so angry.
okay. another thing. i went to the rivervale plaza macs. and there was a table for one near the door. the fucking girl's chair leg was blocking the entrance and i did not see it in my hurry to get into the air conditioned fast-food restaurant, as there were construction works ongoing outside. so i knocked the chair. but the girl was not knocked over. but she gave me this -.-. look.
effing rude. i said sorry 3 times and she gave the -.-. look. kanasai.
daughter of a bastard! maybe i got qianbian face. but i cant change this face. its Born This Way. she also got this -.-. also cannot change. so i hope she chokes on her burger.
but of course, she does not. she is alive and well.
but macs is unhealthy. maybe she'll contract some form of cancer.
i very angry when i take the freaking mrt. i heard this blardy woman with her maid and two young girls about ages 8-10. then they were walking out of hougang mrt and the woman ( assuming its the girls' mother from the shit she was blabbing ) yup. she was like 'that man ah. got two young girls in front of him he still pretend never see, continue talking to the girlfriend. SO RUDE AH ' and she was very angry and kept ranting to the poor maid who could only agree with her as this blardy woman kind of controls her future, her life. and the poor girls were like,' what happen??' then the woman just continue talking about the man, criticizing him. the maid just said, ' mummy angry...'
seriously what the heck? the blardy woman thinks that the man should give up his seat to her daughters? have you seen an old man giving up seat to an ablie-bodied young woman? that would be fucking ridiculous. how is the woman going to accept the seat. she got face to accept the seat anot. the mrt picture depicts 4 scenarios: 1) the pregnant 2) the disabled 3) the old 4) those carrying children. NOT CHILDREN. NOT CHILDREN.
NOT CHILDREN.
children need to work anot. children need to carry heavy stuff anot. ( unless its a child slave taking the mrt ) children contribute to the society? maybe next time. now all they do is complain and grumble. and care about their academic results. and act like they deserve to sit on the seats on public transport. I have yet to seen a child aged 7-10 or like in the primary school age to give up their seats to those who need it more than them. they do not even need to work or support the family or carry heavy shit for fuck's sake.
i am going to tell the next man/woman who acts like his/her kids have the right to sit on seats in the mrt. what are rights? do the people in Africa have rights? even have rights to food and shelter? why are you talking about rights here in Singapore. Africans are humans too and they do not have any rights what makes you think you have the rights to seats in the mrt?
ugh. so angry.
okay. another thing. i went to the rivervale plaza macs. and there was a table for one near the door. the fucking girl's chair leg was blocking the entrance and i did not see it in my hurry to get into the air conditioned fast-food restaurant, as there were construction works ongoing outside. so i knocked the chair. but the girl was not knocked over. but she gave me this -.-. look.
effing rude. i said sorry 3 times and she gave the -.-. look. kanasai.
daughter of a bastard! maybe i got qianbian face. but i cant change this face. its Born This Way. she also got this -.-. also cannot change. so i hope she chokes on her burger.
but of course, she does not. she is alive and well.
but macs is unhealthy. maybe she'll contract some form of cancer.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
coincidence?
today i purchase two mcdonald meals at 8.30am.
as i walk along the pavement.
my eyes hurt from the eye shit i have in them so i rub them vigorously and look like a pirate.
okay anyway i shouldnt have ever ever rubbed those eyes because in front of me was a Very Important Person getting into a black car. i have memorised the car plate number SJT 2080G.
but as i do not know the car model or series etc i am unable to search for its owner on google.
i am too afraid to walk up to the person to say a hello for fear that the person will diss me in front of his friend, and after that post about the incident on a public forum.
therefore i can only stand in a distance and stare as the beautiful image of the car, in the flitting distance taking away the VIP in its wake.
so, coincidence, or not? or is this fate...that i should chance upon you again this day
however a friend of mine also had such a blessing to chance upon the VIP on a certain day in late August/early September.
she was at a certain fast food restaurant to study and i was supposed to meet her there, but for fear of seeing the VIP I did not turn up after she told me of the VIP's appearance in the fast food restaurant.
However the seeing of the VIP today.
should it be considered the work of fate?
as i chose this day to purchase mcdonald meals which i do not usually do.
this is the first mcdonald breakfast i have purchased in 41 days, ever since the day of my higher chinese olevel paper which was on 10 November 2011 when i ate a mcgriddles meal at 6.15 am while studying for it.
because i stayed up all night worrying and then decided to eat mcdonald i fell asleep for a whole ten minutes during the paper. totally deserves it.
okay. yep.
through my analysis and careful thought
i credit this meeting to the work of fate.
owner of the car please do let me meet you again. however even if i do all i will see is the VIP's friend whom i will not recognise. Unless the VIP is a frequent passenger of SJT 2080 G.
readers of this blog out there please help me to lookout for this car.
i think of flagging a cab to chase this SJT 2080 G like in those serial dramas, but was there a cab in sight? and the car was speeding away.
in addition, wouldnt the SJT 2080 G people see a suspicious cab tailing them
and would any normal cab driver agree to tail another car without asking many questions.
so, tailing the SJT successfully to its destination is MISSON IMPOSSIBLE IV
as i walk along the pavement.
my eyes hurt from the eye shit i have in them so i rub them vigorously and look like a pirate.
okay anyway i shouldnt have ever ever rubbed those eyes because in front of me was a Very Important Person getting into a black car. i have memorised the car plate number SJT 2080G.
but as i do not know the car model or series etc i am unable to search for its owner on google.
i am too afraid to walk up to the person to say a hello for fear that the person will diss me in front of his friend, and after that post about the incident on a public forum.
therefore i can only stand in a distance and stare as the beautiful image of the car, in the flitting distance taking away the VIP in its wake.
so, coincidence, or not? or is this fate...that i should chance upon you again this day
however a friend of mine also had such a blessing to chance upon the VIP on a certain day in late August/early September.
she was at a certain fast food restaurant to study and i was supposed to meet her there, but for fear of seeing the VIP I did not turn up after she told me of the VIP's appearance in the fast food restaurant.
However the seeing of the VIP today.
should it be considered the work of fate?
as i chose this day to purchase mcdonald meals which i do not usually do.
this is the first mcdonald breakfast i have purchased in 41 days, ever since the day of my higher chinese olevel paper which was on 10 November 2011 when i ate a mcgriddles meal at 6.15 am while studying for it.
because i stayed up all night worrying and then decided to eat mcdonald i fell asleep for a whole ten minutes during the paper. totally deserves it.
okay. yep.
through my analysis and careful thought
i credit this meeting to the work of fate.
owner of the car please do let me meet you again. however even if i do all i will see is the VIP's friend whom i will not recognise. Unless the VIP is a frequent passenger of SJT 2080 G.
readers of this blog out there please help me to lookout for this car.
i think of flagging a cab to chase this SJT 2080 G like in those serial dramas, but was there a cab in sight? and the car was speeding away.
in addition, wouldnt the SJT 2080 G people see a suspicious cab tailing them
and would any normal cab driver agree to tail another car without asking many questions.
so, tailing the SJT successfully to its destination is MISSON IMPOSSIBLE IV
Monday, December 19, 2011
i have a fuckmily. i hate each and every fuckmily member. bitches sluts fuckers bastards. they engage in fuckery.
why must i wash the floor every week. if i late wash by one day she complain grumble blah blah. what the fuck. she never cook never wash our clothes on time we cannot say anything. and she is being sympathised with. i work at a fucking ass hotel for a miserly pay without insurane or cpf medisave contribution for two fucking days and then she expects me to wash the floor the very next day. the sister does not need to do any shit because of her young age. because of my age, i have to work like a slave. BITCH BITCH BITCH. most teenagers do not have to do any household chores. when they actually do some, e.g wash their own dishes, fold their own clothes, they are praised to the eighteen levels of heaven.
wo de hai zi hen guai! coos the mother and father.
i want to run away from this fucking home. no, not a home. a fuckhole.
why must i wash the floor every week. if i late wash by one day she complain grumble blah blah. what the fuck. she never cook never wash our clothes on time we cannot say anything. and she is being sympathised with. i work at a fucking ass hotel for a miserly pay without insurane or cpf medisave contribution for two fucking days and then she expects me to wash the floor the very next day. the sister does not need to do any shit because of her young age. because of my age, i have to work like a slave. BITCH BITCH BITCH. most teenagers do not have to do any household chores. when they actually do some, e.g wash their own dishes, fold their own clothes, they are praised to the eighteen levels of heaven.
wo de hai zi hen guai! coos the mother and father.
i want to run away from this fucking home. no, not a home. a fuckhole.
i attended the wedding of roy and mei ling. the roy says they have been together for 15 years. this is so sweet, wo men de ai qing chang pao yao jie shu le.
i want to experience this nice nice love thingy also. anyone is a potential husband candidate.
jump at every promise, every commitment, every word coated in honey.
trying your best to put your everything but the other party does not understand
okay whatever,
relationships are not important. i havent been in one for 18 years and i'm still living life.
but isnt it wonderful, amazing to have someone you can bare your soul out to?
我要找到一个愛我的人，而且我也佷愛他 ♥
i want to experience this nice nice love thingy also. anyone is a potential husband candidate.
jump at every promise, every commitment, every word coated in honey.
trying your best to put your everything but the other party does not understand
okay whatever,
relationships are not important. i havent been in one for 18 years and i'm still living life.
but isnt it wonderful, amazing to have someone you can bare your soul out to?
我要找到一个愛我的人，而且我也佷愛他 ♥
2nd day of work at ASS hote181211
today i report at 5pm as work starts at 6pm. 6.50/hour. no medisave, no cpf no medishield contribution. and Mr Her Bird Lee/hortamus uses the term 'whatever shit' to make up for his/its? limited range of vocabulary.
okay yet again no dinner given. poor us. 5pm to 11.30 pm no food! kanasai.
today we are the earliest. the lowly first timers have a sense of punctuality and responsibility! Praise the Lord! we sit along the wall, away from the public eye as no one is here yet except for Mr Her Bird and Hippo Black Face. HBF for short. he tells us ' this your house ah! ' okay so we go stand around him. got people lean on the pillar he also scold. then we lean on the air he also scold. cannot lean on the air!
okay then everybody gather. and start the menu briefing. Her Bird checks our attire and it points out that my hair is very messy JUST BECAUSE I HAVE VERY VERY TINY HAIR NOT PINNED UP. PLEASE LAH. PREASE LAH. PRIEST LAH. ARE THE GUESTS GOING TO LIKE CARE THAT EVERY STRAND OF OUR HAIR IS SUPERGLUED TO OUR SCALP
once again got experienced workers never put hair net and wear skinny jeans. ALLOWED TO WORK. QC PASSED. Stupid stupid Her Bird. hope you get STD.
but overall the work was okay, i got nice co-workers and a few nice dishwashing aunties who advise me not to be so scared got anything just ask people and dont worry if got anything, 'auntie bang ni cheng yao!' so nice right.
guests were quite polite, when i carry the first course in they helped me in placing it on the lazy susan some more say 'poor thing!' 'they have to be very strong to carry this'
okay. but seriously the ASS hotel scam people's money one event can earn up to 70,000++ and look at our miserable pay. look at it. and have to get scolded for nothing get criticized etc.
just because we are new here. fuck Her Bird. and HBF.
i am not going to work there for a while.
dont even give us food to eat. what kind of manager are you. a birdly one. a black one.
kanasai lah. you think you very big is it. already 30 plus still a lowly manager with a limited range of vocabulary and a qian bian hortamus-ed face.
please, if you wanna get treated like diarrhoea/an animal please sign up to work as a waitress at Swissotel Singapore now! exclusive bonus treatment included! please look for Mr Her Bird Lee. he will be most happy to attend to your treatment.
Mr Hortamus Black Face would be attending to you as well, to ensure that you have an unforgettable treatment.
blardy Her Bird. i will rise among the ranks and come back as a customer and criticize you the way you did to the first timers.
okay yet again no dinner given. poor us. 5pm to 11.30 pm no food! kanasai.
today we are the earliest. the lowly first timers have a sense of punctuality and responsibility! Praise the Lord! we sit along the wall, away from the public eye as no one is here yet except for Mr Her Bird and Hippo Black Face. HBF for short. he tells us ' this your house ah! ' okay so we go stand around him. got people lean on the pillar he also scold. then we lean on the air he also scold. cannot lean on the air!
okay then everybody gather. and start the menu briefing. Her Bird checks our attire and it points out that my hair is very messy JUST BECAUSE I HAVE VERY VERY TINY HAIR NOT PINNED UP. PLEASE LAH. PREASE LAH. PRIEST LAH. ARE THE GUESTS GOING TO LIKE CARE THAT EVERY STRAND OF OUR HAIR IS SUPERGLUED TO OUR SCALP
once again got experienced workers never put hair net and wear skinny jeans. ALLOWED TO WORK. QC PASSED. Stupid stupid Her Bird. hope you get STD.
but overall the work was okay, i got nice co-workers and a few nice dishwashing aunties who advise me not to be so scared got anything just ask people and dont worry if got anything, 'auntie bang ni cheng yao!' so nice right.
guests were quite polite, when i carry the first course in they helped me in placing it on the lazy susan some more say 'poor thing!' 'they have to be very strong to carry this'
okay. but seriously the ASS hotel scam people's money one event can earn up to 70,000++ and look at our miserable pay. look at it. and have to get scolded for nothing get criticized etc.
just because we are new here. fuck Her Bird. and HBF.
i am not going to work there for a while.
dont even give us food to eat. what kind of manager are you. a birdly one. a black one.
kanasai lah. you think you very big is it. already 30 plus still a lowly manager with a limited range of vocabulary and a qian bian hortamus-ed face.
please, if you wanna get treated like diarrhoea/an animal please sign up to work as a waitress at Swissotel Singapore now! exclusive bonus treatment included! please look for Mr Her Bird Lee. he will be most happy to attend to your treatment.
Mr Hortamus Black Face would be attending to you as well, to ensure that you have an unforgettable treatment.
blardy Her Bird. i will rise among the ranks and come back as a customer and criticize you the way you did to the first timers.
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