She loved how I always used her full name instead of a nickname.

I feel really bad for hardly ever mentioning Yasmin Disney, because she's very important to me and pretty much helped me get through my last couple years at KTGay! I used to hate her cos I always caught her staring longingly at me from across the Dining Hall. Later I discovered that she was only doing that cos she was asking Dildo about me and he didn't want to say anything. In any case it was annoying. Oh, she disliked me because I talked and laughed loudly. What a bitch!

Anyways this one time I was going for dinner with Amirah and she brought Yasmin along and I realized she really wasn't a retarded biatch, so we became friends and stuff. Things we did together:

Messaged hot ISKL boys from Friendster.
We did it from the same computer in the Irinah mind lab, so we would take turns picking hot guys. She found a lot of guys hot that I didn't, so I let her have more guys, but then there was this one guy I really wanted but it was her turn, and she took him anyways, and she said I was "displaying erratic egregious behaviour" but she didn't think I'd be mad at her. I was Yasmin... I was.

Skipped Second Prep to eat mee goreng Xtra DeliXious!
We used to have to climb in the Irinah windows cos we were always late back from the tuckshop after First Prep... We'd make our noodles then go out by the laundry lines to eat them! Oh, and she liked those Chipsmore mini cookies too.

Underass!
Boob introduced me to this guy who thought I was hot, although he never met me in my life but he had seen pictures of me and he enjoyed texting me for five hours each night describing the nasty sexy things he'd like to do to me. Anyways Yasmin wanted to be part of the action so I gave her his number, but we didn't want to be a textual threesome so we agreed only to text him on alternate nights. On that night itself there was a fire drill, and we found out that we'd both been texting him anyways.

Egregious.
We watched Bill And Ted's Most Excellent Adventure after she broke up with Dildo and they were like, "We're gonna fail our exams most egregiously tomorrow!" and me and Yasmin started using that word without even knowing what it meant, and we vowed never to find out its definition until one day HE entered my life and ruined it all by telling me what it meant.

He Who Shall Not Be Named.
He will be murdered soon. Yasmin told me he was back in the country and I was so pissed off! I was like THAT'S SO FUCKING CHEEKY and she was like It's cheeky for them to be back in their home country?

And then there are a whole bunch of miscellaneous random quotes, such as:
Shit Yin is a fucked up skinny bitch crab thing!
Chill la beb, there must be a reason.
Wait for me Anna! I've broken up with Charla! After 15 years!

Gosshh I love her and I miss her! I wish I could have my KTJ days again just to be with her (:


PS Yasmin was my first girl kiss! Yay!

Pink Like A Deco Umbrella!

You know what? I've been trying my very best to get along with Tumblr but it wants nothing to do with me. I've tried very hard at several instances to get to know Tumblr but it seems to enjoy making me feel like a noob, so I give up. I GIVE UP! I'm just gonna stick to Blogger. Jeez!

Anyways, I went to see Aidan at Pyramid today. I like hanging out with him! We discovered a new subgroup of people: The Fails. Fails hang out in groups of at least 5 people in shopping malls, and they don't do anything. They don't eat, watch movies, shop or smoke. They just walk around. They most consist of lame Chinese post-SPM kids who wear sling bags and those khaki coloured baggy pants with like ten pockets on the legs. Sometimes there are some Failgirls hanging out with them.

Right now Layne is pressuring me to hang out with him. Sometimes I'm not sure if he knows we're not together anymore. I want to remind him face to face but I don't feel like seeing anyone right now... I just want to spend a night at home alone! Well ok not really, but he kinda smothers me sometimes. Now he's got all the time in the world to hang out with his friends in his "party pad" as he calls it, have chicks over and do whatever it is that he always dreamed of doing when he was with me, and he doesn't want it anymore.

Ugh. I am so NOT getting myself in anymore relationsips anytime soon! So complicated. Blah!
Current obsession(s): Pink - Aerosmith. Carl's Jr burgers. My weight.
Current worry: My party!!
Current annoyance: Grandparents.
Currently feeling: Tired, but content. I haven't felt this way in a long time so I'm sorry if I've not been very sarcastic and bitchy in my blog lately... I'm sure we'll get back to that soon!

Some pics from the launch party of 219, the hot spot for retarded designers from Taylors!

Yeahh boii!

She loves meh!

Shamana!

15 years from now: "Ayaaah, is that you when you were in college?" "No sayang. That's someone else."

Yeah... I don't have something to say about this picture. :p

It's Like High School All Over Again.

Apparently, after all these years my parents still have nothing better to do than stalk me on the internet. After thinking about it, I've decided not to stop blogging and I will not make my blog private. If they want to know each and every detail of my life, it's their choice.

Anyways, it is Friday night and not too late to make plans to go out... But it seems nobody wants to party tonight. Guy friends might be loyal, but they can't keep up! I'm waiting for Kami to come back online after her dinner and we will discuss plans; either she comes over or I text a certain someone else to see if they want to come over and bring the party back to my apartment. Hee.

You know, some people say they learn something new every day, but I pretty much only learn something new maybe once every couple weeks or so? Anyways my latest lesson learned is this: If you like someone, do not under any circumstances sleep with them until you're certain they like you. Actually, if you like someone, don't sleep with them ever. You know why? Because then they start changing their mind about you and they stop doing cute things like waking you up at 4am with a text to let you know that they're online and that they want to talk to you. Goshh. I want it to go back to that! This is the first and last time EVER I will sleep with someone I know. Screw strangers instead, gawd.

Last stupid thing I did: Forget how to spell my own name.

Current problem: "It has to be something cute but slightly provocative!" What to say in my text.

Current dumb dilemma: Take my text idea or Kami's text idea. I'm considering asking another guy's opinion on this.

Update: Kami said she wouldn't reply to a "Heyy (;"

"Should I put a winking smiley at the end?"

I'm texting Andy to ask him his opinion, seeing as he is a dude. Goshh.

So I'm Kinda Into This Guy...

Oooh! Had an amaaaaayzing night last night with mah boys Apiq, Didi and Andy. Apiq got taken out of college by his mom and I've been all sad about that but last night was friggin awesome! I mean I already knew Didi could dance like a tranny but he can also dance like a guy and it's not like, shitty swaying back and forth sort of guy-dancing, it's fucking spastic! And whenever I say spastic it's a good thing. Apiq is another sweet ass mutha dancer! I can't decide who's better, Didi of Apiq but sersely, jizz in my pants mehn. Andy... Andy is trying... Hee.

Boob said she was gonna stay in last night to do her assignments, but I saw her at Reggae Bar with her boyfriend. Sometimes I'm not sure if she lies to cover up that she doesn't want to hang out with me, or if coincidences like these really do happen so often. I don't know, I'm just sayin'...

Last epic experience: Apiq and Andy, on the way home, making car sounds WHILE driving on the highway. Cute and very retarded!

Last weird thing to ponder: Why is it the day I finally panic and buy shitloads of pregnancy tests is the day I finally get my period? This always seems to happen.

Last epic buy: Black sequin corset from Forever 21 at only 89 bucks! Whoooo!

Last epic party idea: GUESTBOOKS! Gonna Tweet Kami now to tell her XD

Something: I like the fact that when Atok calls, and I don't feel like picking up, he leaves it and calls back later. He doesn't like, call back ten million times right away. Thanks Atok!

Current concern: Kami brought this to my attention, but how the fuck am I gonna get kinky if Layne's gonna be at my party? I'm planning to get extremely wasted, dance on a counter top, fall into some hot guy's arms and make out with him and other forms of debauchery. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm..!!

Apiq memories (:


I love this picture! Didi takes really good pictures of me :D

Note To Self: Refrain from discussing dick size in front of dick owner, even in another language. DIIIIIIIIS GROOOOOOOT!!!

Aaah! I hate it when I leave my blog for too long and then so much shit builds up and then you have to write about it and the sad thing is nobody even reads the fucking thing. SIGH!

Anyways Layne came over the other day, he said "it just doesn't feel the same" and "it won't be the way it was" so "we should just be friends" then started sniveling. Good lord. BOYS! I just sat there, I'm sure you guys knew I wasn't too thrilled to be getting back together with him anyways, so I gave him a hug and agreed to everything he said.

Oh! Mam wanted me to get a hormone test to see if there's a scientific reason as to why I'm a bitch / retarded / an asshole / an alcoholic / a soulless zombie soooo I did it. I hyperventilated while they extracted the life joose from my right arm (I hate blood vessels! Not blood, just veins, arteries and capillaries, they just freak me out to hell and never back! Which is part of the reason my wrists are always covered with chunky plastic jewelry) and didn't use said arm for several hours should blood gush out the wound from too much pressure or whatever.

It turns out my estrogen levels are like, in the 30s, when it should be in the 200s, and my estradiol level is 0.6 instead of 10-12. LAWL. I have next to no testosterone either. Bottom line is, effectively I'm a plant. So I've got three different creams to apply to my arms, and some pills to help me not be so fucking fat.

ALSO, my birthday is coming up in February and me and Kamilla are joining our parties into one big fat awesome smashing... PARTY! I'm gonna ask Atok if I can borrow his house in Damansara and if he can get me DJ Fuzz for my birthday present :D I don't want to say too much more in case I jinx the whole thing!

Anyway here's a couple pictures I took at the zoo, we had a trip there for my photograph course. Bluh. Photography is for noobs.



Awww isn't Didi cute? Haha I love him :D




I love this pic cos it looks like Dhista and Fabio are holding hands in the background :p

Last insult received: "You guys know that you're both like fucking fat bitches from Uranus, right?" - Shamana.

Last reason to jizz in my pants: The prospect of DJ Fuzz attending my party. I STALK HIM.

Last life-changing conversation: Me and Boob pondering what it would be like to hang out with someone who jizzed in their pants a lot. I thought it would be funny, but then I realized it would just be downright creepy.

Last compliment I remembered: "Dayum girl! Those are some craaaazy accessories!" - Some Chinese Guy. He seemed cool.

Rich Bitch.

I bought this white and pink fennec fox today... Because (:


I hate it when people say or assume I'm just a spoiled rich bitch who went to a private boarding school. Well, the most part of it is true, but just because I come from a well-off family doesn't make me spoiled. If you had just as many material possessions as I do, would you still call me a brat? I don't think so.

I think I would have appreciated it if my parents had shown me actual love when I was a kid instead of punishing me for the smallest things and getting pissed off if my grandfather took me and Aidan out for dinner and bought us presents. If they had just spent more time with me instead of locking me down in their offices, I wouldn't regard it as a bad thing to be around them. If they had just talked to me and my brother during the 15 compulsory minutes of dinner every night, instead of texting business partners or talking to each other about yoga, one of us, even both of us could have turned out right.

We wouldn't feel the need to buy our partners and friends expensive gifts to show we care and we wouldn't expect the same treatment back. Just because I bought my boyfriend phones, MP3s, tattoos, countless shirts, pants, shorts and pairs of shoes to show my appreciation, doesn't make me materialistic.

I'm 20 in a couple of months and I don't even want a family. All I have is my brother and we're the only family we need. We never spoke during dinner and we never ate. We just waited for it to be over and then sneaked out to get pizza or McDonald's, and we would sit in my room and smoke and watch movies or whatever.

Mom used to bar me from staying over at friends' houses cos I would come home crying because I saw how real parents treated their kids and I knew it was nowhere near how my parents treated me.

I get 3000 bucks a month in allowance but everyone else has what I really wanted. Everyone else has a family.

This. Is. COLLEEEEEEEEGE!!!

So last night was the first night in about two weeks that I wasn't drunk, high or doing other socially irresponsible things. Unfortunately, being away from my classmates doesn't actually stop any madness from happening:




In other news, Layne is coming back tomorrow and the apartment looks like nuclear warfare aftermath. I need a miracle!

So Apparently I'm Hilarious.

Don't you just hate it when you get something you adore and other people try to butt in and "share"? Fuck you! I don't want to share!

Anyways since it's like 6.30am I'm not bothered to type a full post, so here's some awesome New Year's quotes.

Me: Dude I think you should like, chill on the drinks.
Freddie: Fuck that shit man I'm WHITE I can DRINK!
*15 minutes later*
Freddie: *face down in front of club, half rolling and half dragging himself to the toilet, takes dick out for the camera, stumbles to the curb and passes out*

Me: Omg dude turn him on his side! Turn him on his SIDE! OR HE'LL DIE LIKE THE ACDC GUY!!

Boob: What are Jewish people called again?
Me: Uhhhh... Jews?

Me: So yeah I was like omg and he was like omg and we were like omg and then I lol'd and I told him that I OMG MY FACE IS TINGLING!

Me: Dude if I ever die I wanna be cremated, then chuck my ashes in some glittery silicone and make them into dildos or something k?

Boob: So you like it rough?
Me: Yeah dude.
Boob: ME TOO HIGH FIVE!!

Boob: *After seeing ten million pictures of emo guys kissing each other* *points to picture of scene chicks making out* OMG DUDE THAT'S DISGUSTING! WHY MUST THEY DEMEAN THEMSELVES OUT LIKE THAT!
Me: So if it's guys kissing, it's not called demeaning?
Boob: It is, but it's hotter.

Me: *Google Images page is full of emo guys making out* *points to image where two guys are making a heart shape between thumbs and forefingers* OMG THAT'S SO GAAAAAY!!!

Me: The only reason she can dance better than us is that she doesn't smoke.

Boob: *sees picture of ugly guy* I HOPE HE BURNS IN HELL AND GETS POOPED ON!

Fabio: I can't feel my face. I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE!
Me: I CAN FEEL YOUR FACE DUDE DON'T WORRY. .... HOLY SHIT I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE!
Fabio: I CAN FEEL YOUR FACE!
(this is particularly hilarious because it's happened between me and Boob before)

Andy: *in a video in which he is high and wearing the unidentified bra found in my laundry* Here, passerby, can you hold this for me? *hands me TV remote* Now, can you please whack my tits?
Me: *whacks with remote control*
Andy: See? No pain! But with the average brand bra... Ahh! AAAHH! MY siliCONS!!

Andy: *in same video* It's even... Easy to take off!! *struggles with bra strap*
Fabio: *off camera* NOT FOR YOU ANDY!

Aidan: *walks into hotel room and hugs everyone except for me* *sits down on sofa with me* *starts conversation about how to maintain pubic region*

Aidan: I intend to take full advantage of Free Flow... It won't take much!
Me: ME TOO! HAI FAIVE.
Everyone: ... *stares*
Me: What? At least we admit it.
Aidan: HAI FAIVE!

So yeah according to Kami and Andy my blog is "hilarious", sweeeeet dewd.

Being Wasted. Hoo.

Gossshhh. I love being wasted.

Andy and Didi came over tonight and we had a few drinks (Ok just me and Andy then) and a dance-off... I think Didi outwhored me.

Currently Andy is passed out on the couch and Didi has gone home so I'm all alone in bed.

Thanks to Kami, Aidan, Yasmin, Razqin, Dennis, Freddie ("Fuck that shit man I'm white, I can DRINK!") Sami and that other guy for an awesome New Year's!

I found out that my bedroom mirror is warped so it makes you look thinner than you really are... I spent seven months thinking I was fat, when not only was I right, it was even worse than I imagined. However tonight I looked in my mirror and was like Helloooooo sexxyyyy so I guess it's all good (: