I Was Saying It To Be IRONIC!

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.