A Map On My Shoulder

Let this be a lesson to you.

The next time you're watching television and the sky appears to be gloomy, with a potential for rain, get your lazy ass up and take the clothes in first. Do not wait until it starts to drizzle because when that happens, you're going to panic and run to the garden.

Then boom! You're going to slam into the wall and end up bruised.


Vampires Vs Naked Men

Kanaga: bla bla bla Japan's nuclear leak bla bla bla
Me: You know what? I reckon things would be so much better if we lived a simple, carefree life like Adam and Eve used to. Then there will be no worries about nuclear leaks.
Kanaga: But then we won't have hot vampires to look at! (referring to Damon and Stefan of Vampire Diaries)
Me: Who needs hot vampires when you have hot men walking naked around you?
Kanaga: [laughs]

A Swinging Time

There are many traditions in my family and one involves my cousins and I gathering at a certain playground once a year. Not twice, or thrice. It's something we do that only happens once and year in, year out, we would end up spending time at the exact same spot in the same playground.

Although this year, i did bring something to make it more fun - Monopoly Deal. Only the best-est card game in town! And this woman here won twice and caused one cousin to go 'bankrupt'. Woot! Family or no family, I take my Deal seriously.




Truth be told, this year's playground meeting was a much needed one for me because prior to it, something very unpleasant happened and knowing that the unpleasantness would continue as soon as playground meeting was over, i simply locked all worries aside and enjoyed the happy moment while it lasted. It was a few hours worth of good times that made the sad period i was facing slightly more bearable.



What would i do without my cousins?

Kuku Ku



Look at my nails! I have normal-length nails now! And they are painted in awesome pale pink and green!

For as long as i can remember, i've had grossly short fingernails since primary school because i bite my nails. Unlike my friends, I never had to worry about surprise nail checks at school because they were always short anyway. My grandma used to remind me about the amount of germs i was putting into my mouth because of my habit. She once even said that she would rub chili on my fingers to stop me from biting em. I've tried painting them with clear nail polish but it didn't work. I would bite them anyway.

Then the habit took another odd turn. I could only bite my nails as far as my teeth could go. So i found another way that allowed my nails to go even shorter. Pen-knife! (Shock! Horror! Gasp!) Biting my nails till they bleed a little was not out of the ordinary too. (Geez, i'm making myself sound like a freak!) Then i stopped with the knife and improved a little. This time, it was the nail clipper. Hey, at least i was not getting the germs into my mouth!

Then somehow, the habit kinda stopped in January. Prolly because i was so busy working both at the office and at home that i simply didn't have time to reach for the nail clipper. So i decided to paint my nails and what do you know? I was too vain to spoil the paint and decided to cut back on my nail-cutting habit. As the nails grew longer, i got more excited because i could finally see the yellow part of the nail (the part that you trim off) after sooo many years!

I tried removing my nail polish a few times because i wanted to give my nails a breather but each time that i removed all nail polish, i would end up biting one fingernail. Damn, this must be what addicts feel like. It's so difficult to control! So i've had my nails painted again...and i'm guessing they will remain so for a while until my 'addiction' leaves me alone.

Yay for normal nails! Makes washing my hair and scratching my scalp oh-so-syiok!

Red Beard

Look what i made!


All in 10 minutes with the help of a pair of scissors and an old red t-shirt with holes. Saved me from spending RM35 on a similar looking one on a blogshop! Nice or not? Although Mom said it looked like i was wearing a baby's bib. Hey, all the better to protect my clothes from stain-causing curry and spicy soup lunches!

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