22/08/2010

Headed over to Lerk Thai yesterday for dinner to celebrate my Mum's birthday with my brother.

Lerk Thai, as you can probably read and break up from the name, is a thai restaurant where chili and lemongrass are thrown into any dishes in bulk. Well, here's the kicker for the whole dinner, all of us had oral ulcers, and mine was at its peak of pain.

Ordered a set meal that would accommodate 3 people, I purposely chose the set with the least amount of chili or anything that would inflict pain to my already sore mouth and what I initially thought was that they would serve us a small bowl of Tom Yum Soup for the 3 of us to share like some Oliver Twist plot, where I would go up and ask for more and the manager would just slap me with squid or something, but I was wrong, each of us had an individual bowl of it, a bowl of pain.

Even without ulcers, drinking Tom Yum soup would actually make me gag a little because its a sick recipe created by some sadist chef in the royal kitchen in Thailand who probably wanted to burn the King's tongue but failed miserably.

So I very strategically placed the soup spoon and poured it in such a way that it would avoid the ulcer, which worked pretty well, went down the throat halfway and I started gagging on the soup, causing the remaining soup that are on the way down the throat, away from the ulcer, to start free roaming their way around my mouth, hitting every possible area in it. It was like my mouth died, went to hell for a few second and got brought back to life by a cup of cold water, and repeat the process every time. I was like a dumb kid who wouldn't learn.

Thank God the Tom Yum was the only torturous dining experience that night, the green curry was nothing, green curry is like easy mode. I could rub the green curry on my ulcer all day and the only thing I would do is tear a little, the Tom Yum will make me cry in a fetal position.

Original plan that night was to have a dinner at a crappy place, which turned out to be very painful for me, I gave the remainder of my pain soup to my brother, who gulped it down, and to go to a nice place for desert later at Max Brener, that didn't happen because apparently teenagers like to flood Esplanade Mall at night.

I don't like mingling with a load of teenagers my age, it makes me feel very young and it just reminds me of the fact that I lack a social life even more. (<- Once again, a joke that only alright when I say it. Can't emphasis on that enough)

Instead went to Billy Bomber, my Mum paid for the bill. Saved me some money that night I guess you shameless kid who decided to let your Mum pay for the desert that she didn't even order.... ON HER BIRTHDAY! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

17/08/2010

I am not one to judge others because I have no rights, and even when I do judge it's always jokingly, which is why I find it ridiculous when someone decides to be "angry" at somebody because everyone else is.

It makes no sense, since when did hating someone become something that everyone should do to fit in.

"He's such a rotten scumbag he should just rot in hell."

"Wow, what did he do to you?"

"Well, nothing in particular, just find him very rotten."

What the fuck is wrong with you? Why don't you join him in hell and check the temperature to see if its warm enough to burn there you freak.

13/08/2010

A few days ago, while I was playing Aion, my computer decided to force restart itself, thinking it was just like any other day when my laptop screws up for a while, I decided to let it rest a little, for like 5 minutes before switching it on again.


After that 5 minutes worth of rest, which was more than sufficient for me and my eyes, ever wondered why I don't need glasses, its because I am on the computer all day long, so I decided to switch the laptop on again and head back into my virtual reality life, which I know is extremely sad, I am a sad sad individual... short digress



I admit I have no life, but I get really pissed off when someone decides to call me someone with no life as a joke (but obviously as an insult for some reason, *cough* low self esteem problem *cough*) , screw you! it's only alright when I say it.


Back to the main story...


So I switch on my computer and headed back into Aion, a few minutes later the damn laptop restarted itself... again. Repeated the process of giving it a 5 minute break and switch it back on, which obviosuly was not a good idea because I am a freaking genius. It just decided to restart itself when I log into Aion to play.


At this point I realise it's a sign from God... he wants me to clean out the computer fan system thing.


God won't ask me to get a life... pfft~! He makes me know I have to get a life by introducing "friends" who like to insult me by telling me I don't have a life... God works in mysterious ways, who knew he would send me assholes to let me realise the level of pathetic my life is in... and if I don't listen to those assholes, he will send more of them to make my life even more pathetic.


I decided to unscrew the computer like the computer genius that I am, and in doing so broke my sticker warranty, which initially had 2 pieces at the back on the laptop, one of them melted away from the heat the laptop generated due to the excessive partying (<- its a punt, read "Haha~!" out loud) I do in virtual reality. You will only get that punt if you play online games.... by online games I mean those you spend hours and hours playing and wasting your life on.


The amount of dust accumulated on the fan is AMAZING, it's as thick as a cotton wipe... that is not wet, and as black as Snow White's hair, which I am positive is just a giant lump of black mass... hair as black as coal, skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood... sounds like a vampire to me.


Removed the amazing lump of dirt and the now I can start playing per-normal again. So awesome it is to not have a life.

09/08/2010

Reasons I have not been blogging lately is

1. There's nothing going on in my life that's worth any interest except.... Nope, nothing of interest.

2. There's nothing pissing me off to rant about.


The 2nd reason is something that inspires me to blog in my previous blog, my crazy obsession with Miley Cyrus and her crazy songs that involves a pole and some thrusting action.

But lately, I have been feeling a little piss off, it's not those type of pissed off feeling you get when someone takes a cup of water, pour it over your head, sprinkle a little flour and start kneading dough on your head kind of pissed off, it's more like a gradual feeling of annoyance that increases over time.

I just deleted a crap load of stuff I wrote out of anger because despite having this calm and innocent front, I actually have a lot of angst in me. You don't make knead dough on my head and then blame me when you forgot to add the yeast, I already lend you my head... be appreciative.

I don't like leaving angst filled blog post on this blog because it's just ugly and disgusting and bleah~... I am talking about the post, not the person who piss me off. I find it funny when people make fun of other people's facial feature when they themselves are like the epitome of that facial defect. Pot calling the kettle black.

Back to my joy filled self... remove that angst.

So anyway I guess that's all the edit I will need. Gonna play more Aion now.

And Happy National Day Singapore. 45 Years Old? I think she's 45.

She's 45 and she's not complaining, Singapore is such a beautiful country, even after getting her rights for owning gum taken away she still keeps quiet.... well she has to otherwise she will get canned.

23/07/2010

I decided to actually give myself a break today from school work because for the past week or so I've been busy cutting my cardboard, which I am actually really surprised, at how hardworking I am.

My fingers are actually in pain and it feels a little sore to bend, my pinky is essentially screwed up because its been going through this molting process since my attachment, the fingerprints there are all gone and I am worried that the police might think that I have done something bad and thus leading me to decide burning off my fingerprints, which I don't really see the point because burning away your fingerprints only make you more suspicious.

Played a little Aion, like a few hours during each interval. Total of 4 intervals I think, the only thing that is stopping me now is the maintenance, which is actually a good thing for us gaming addicts, but like how a kid treats a parent who scolded them for their own good, we get pissed off when you stop us from playing too much. If I were to be born in China I would probably die because they limit everyone from excessive gaming.

I am probably going to start cutting again tomorrow and start saying goodbye to my currently functioning index finger that might cease to function in 3 days time. I mean the cardboard, not my wrist.... yet.

10/07/2010

I guess today is probably the only day I will be so free for the following weeks to come, before the onslaught of projects that will be throwned at me. Technically it's only 1 project, but I like to exaggerate things to make myself look like a hardworking and pitiful design student.


My weekend was spend cutting cardboards, I was literally cutting cardboards from morning to night on Saturday and Sunday, I have never felt more hardworking, I am not even kidding. I wasn't really proud of the work because after 1 am, you just start to lose interest in cutting cardboards, you start thinking that your nails and the cardboards is the same thing, I actually cut my nails by accident with the cardboard, let's just say that at the end of the cardboard cutting mania, my left hand was begging to be spared and my right hand was asking for a swift death.

Here's a clearer explanation of what I was suppose to do, the objective of the excercise was to create a cardbaord model that measures 400mm x 400mm x 400mm created via stacking method, a single cardboard is 1mm thick, I only managed to make two 100mm high models.


Went to school with my cardboard model thinking it was a pretty good effort, even though I was extremely embarassed by it, it was chucked in my little paper bag that I brought along to hide my embarassment that had a pinch of effort in it, like a huge pinch, one that will make you gasp in pain. People were initially pretty amazed at the model because of the it's insane to cut and stack 100 pieces of white cardboard on each other, but one person decided to diss my model, which I do not appreciate one bit. I was a little upset and extremely pissed off.


How would you feel if someone decided to call your model one that has no effort put into it, despite having actually spend the entire week doing it?
I actually told people that I did a slipshot work as a joke because I am not exactly known to do very beautiful models, and people who use my own jokes against me are instantly blacklisted. You have no idea how blacklisted that person is right now in my notepad in my mind, he's so blacklisted crossing his fucking name has caused the whole notepad in my mind to tear into half.


So Fuck You Very Much!




After which I went to Carls Jr with a friend, like a real friend who wouldn't diss me just to make himself feel better. Carl's Jr is a burger joint that you go to if you feel like experiencing heaven for the first few minutes and then jump straight down to fast food hell.


After going halfway into the burger, I was pretty much struggling to even open my mouth to put the remaining burger in, there were tears in those moments of cheeseburger anguish. Looked at some phones after that because I lost mine, not as fun as I had imagined it would be. I did wished I would lose my phone once a long time ago so I would have a fantastic excuse to get a new one, and now that the dream has comed true, not so fun when you realise you are actually broke.


Oh well, I am guessing tomorrow is not going to be good at all thus I am going to enter Aion to escape from real life. It's like my real life is in Aion now, as a girl with super powers and no boobies. I forgot to adjust the boobs when I was creating her and yes, you can adjust the chest size. It was created for perverts like me, alright, get over it, even perverts needs to have their dreams realised once in a while, they're only human.

11/07/2010

I thought I should share with the world something that happen to me a few days ago because I feel that it's time to tell people this.

I lost my cellphone on Thursday.

Feels so much better after letting that out, phew!



I feels like such an irresponsible father, to loose my cellphone without even realising it a day later because that's how often I use my phone, it can be ignored for days and even after days of ignoring it, the number of messages or miss calls I will recieved is very high up in the zeros.


What's worse is that the phone is pretty huge, in both size and price, so all the time I was thinking the chances of actually having the phone slip out of my pocket and not realising it, that is just not possible, in fact, that was just what I was thinking of Thursday in the bus where I dropped my phone, that it would be impossible for me to loose my phone without realising it dropped from my pocket.



It did....starting to hate you Murphy's Law. Well, I have hated Mr Murphy for a while now, so the hatred just got a lil deeper.



Chances of having someone in the bus giving the cellphone to the Bus Driver is also very unlikely, as someone who only purchase gorgeous phones, it's impossible not to have someone see the phone and not keep it, it's so precious it can only be destroyed in Mount Doom. 70% of the kids in the bus were primary school kids and I don't trust them I remember one stupid kick who was seated behind me was so busy jumping up and down on his chair I thought he was dry humping my seat.


I tried calling the damn phone a few times because I thought I might have misplaced it at home, which till now I am still thinking it might be somewhere in this house, hiding in a place where only hamsters will hide, before getting squashed by their owner's butt, but the stupid phone's battery only last for a day or 2 tops. Stupid battery life... so annoying. Worse thing is my Twitter and Facebook account is synced with that damn phone, so if anyone were to their hands on it, buy a charger and charge up my phone, they will have access to my Twitter and Facebook account, and my email too. As if getting my Aion account hacked didn't make me feel dirty enough, now I am going to feel like a geeky whore, feel so dirty.



When a person looses their cellphone in let's say the United States, they are actually able to call their service provider like AT&T and send an activation to their phone to completely disable their phone via the IMEI code, but in Singapore, all you can do is make a police report and hope that the person who took your phone sells it to a shop, have the shop alert the police and have the police catch the guy who sold your phone to pay a fine to the police and probably write you a 100 word long apology letter.


It's like a win win situation isn't it, the police gets money on your expense and you get a crappy apology letter of sorts. *thumbs up*



I am probably gonna get a new phone to feed my hunger of getting new phones, and this is an extremely good excuse to get a new phone, so thumbs up on that.