It's A Dirty Free-For-All ;)

Awww so I found some pics of me and the guys from last month. It feels like a lot longer than that cos I haven't seen them in ages, but it looked like we had some great times and I hope they go on (:

Didi posing at KLCC (:

I swear Didi takes the best pics of me. My ass looks good and my boobs look huge!

Me and Apiq taking a photograpy break!

I miss this ):

Times like these (: Apiq is wearing one of the Drunk Hats. There's a Santa hat, a Russian fur hat and two pairs of horns to wear when you're drunk!

A pretty crappy picture of me but still. Haha look at the broken cupboard and pile of trash behind me!

An AWESOME picture of Apiq! It's so grunge-glam!

Apiq passed out later that night (: It looks like blood stains on the wall but it's just nail polish from when me and Andy painted him after he'd passed out a few months back. I admit he looks like a drug addict.

Andy had passed out on the couch so me and Didi decided to do some night photography! Yeah we waited for the right moment - when Andy scratched his balls - to take this photo. And: It's SO rock to have a guitar in your apartment.

Girl Love!

I don't normally post two days in a row, but I just had to record that I noticed how fucking bitchy my last blog post is and while I still stand by my general statement, I'm sorry for being a complete bitch.

Actually I'm not sorry, I just wanted to say that I do realize how bitchy I'm being about this whole situation and no, I will not back down. HA! Fuck you ♥

So last night one lovely lady stopped by my blog because my dearest Marc had tweeted about it and left a link. I should advertise her blog on Twitter too! But before I forget THIS is her blog and this is ridiculous as I'm pretty shur there are only like 3.5 people who read this blog and they are all well aware of Yasmin's blog. WHATEVER.

My point is Irena now has a total girl crush on me and it's awesome because I was actually looking for a girl crush myself as guys were beginning to bore me and / or piss me off immensely. She's so sweet and also has a girl crush on my other girl crush, Yuki, whom I never told until like, last night, so this may or may not be weird for her but yeah, Yuki, in case you couldn't tell I had / have a crush on you. So we had this whole threesome tweetfest last night and it pretty much made my day because I was totally bored and lonely!

I'm hoping to see Yasmin this weekend, she's lost her mind and is now donating vintage Chanel bags and stuff in the name of charity, UGH god. When she sees the error of her ways she will be devastated!

In other news, Kami is alive and well. I thought she had no internet or whatever, but it seems she went back to Melaka for some time and just FORGOT TO TELL EVERYONE that she was dropping off the face of the EARTH! She is currently tweeting about her longing for a machine that "sucks out my uterus lining each month so I won't have to go through so much freakin agony!?!". You're disgusting Kamilla. I heart you.

Does anyone else love Lindsay Lohan? I think she's totally hot. MUCH hotter than Megan Fox. Who is a douche.

I adore her for her party girl attitude and that she doesn't try to be what everyone else wants her to be. Ok, so she went to rehab. Whatever. She's just hot, ok? Jeez.

Shitty Friends.

JEEZUS McFUCKING Christ. Internet's SO slow today! I'm trying to have an Ugly Betty marathon here! Ugh.

Anyways I completely forgot it was Thursday night and now I have no plans to scam drinks off dudes but whatever, Boob probably wouldn't wanna go out with me anyways and Andy is always up some girl's ass whom, might I say, would probably have no sexual interest in him so he's wasting his time. Apparently Andy's hosting a party for all the "hot" chicks he knows and I had to find out about it from Boob. EXCUSE me much?

Why is it the girl you guys hang out with, drink with and smoke with, the girl who puts up with your stupid whiny bullshit in the middle of the night, the girl who means it when she laughs at your jokes, is never the girl you wanna chill with? I mean, I know I'm one of the guys, but I'm not actually a dude and they are entitled to an Anna-free night. However, the minute they realize that there is no way in shit fuck HELL I would ever sleep with them, they disown me. It's not like the other skanks they go for would sleep with them either -- They're just leading them on.

So hey, why is it people like to abandon me? Fuck my friends. And it's not just Andy and Boob either. At least Didi had the decency to call me to tell me he missed me and he was sorry for not seeing me lately. I can appreciate that but the rest of you should be ashamed of yourselves. You are pathetic and if you're reading this I would like you to know that we are no longer friends.

Most of the chicks they think are hot look like shit on a platter anyways. All with no boobs and no ass with generic hair and makeup; with no eye for fashion as such they can't find something flattering, so they go for something whorish instead.

Apparently I Gotta Get My Life In Order.

So it's been a few days since my last post which probably means I should blog again. Tchah! New sound effect. I'm not sure what it's for but it's kinda FUNKEH!

I went to KL today to see my mom, and it was nice! She got me this huge pink bag for my sewing machine (did I mention she got me a sewing machine for my birthday? The only smiley appropriate for the occasion is the Aidan-favoured -.-) that I had to carry around. Over lunch I told her how complicated and confusing human relations were and pondered if I should head back into my shell instead of climbing up the Taylor's social charts.

I have a confession to make - I'm listening to Avril Lavigne. I know, it's terrible, but today I feel about 15 years old so, yeah.

Oh! I got this cute pink organizer yesterday, too bad all I've got written down in it are Monday: Lunch with mam and Wednesday: Lunch with papa and Friday: Dinner with gramparents. It's strange because I am NOT a family-oriented person, it just so happens I'm seeing family members this week. Hold on. That's right. In the cab on the way home I scribbled down Bitch Acheivement: Sneered at ridiculously-dressed guard. ♥ ♥ That's right, he was telling me not to drink in the bookshop, which is retarded as I wasn't drinking, and there WAS no drink in my juice cup ANYWAYS. I was carrying around an EMPTY juice cup because I had FINISHED drinking said juice EARLIER, IN the bookstore. So TAKE THAT pompous but freakishly-dressed guard in feathery headwear!

So hey, apparently Yasmin is undergoing yet another boy-related meltdown. I wish I could help her grieve by throwing his old pair of boxers she's keeping into the trash and throwing nasi lemak on that to make sure she doesn't try to salvage it later, and then making her bed for her and lending her some bras, but I don't actually know what's wrong. My condolences anyway, Marc-y. I would say Marcy but you know, that's not very fabulous.

Anyways, this is my current Facebook profile picture. It's me being emo back in 2007. I know it says 2005, but that was before I remembered it was actually 2007. Jeez, chill people.



Extracts from my silver organiser back in 2008:

April 23, Friday: Verdict: Don't pick up chinks.

June 1, Sunday: *Boob's fencing majiggy!* X
*Tree planting thingy* 1pm-4pm X
- Nando's burger meal, 2 samosas, 1 apple. 1 cigarette.
He was special to me but then again "special" is just another word for "retarded".

Back page: Plastic surgery! Cos you're ugly and you know it.

PS: Checked my results last night online, I think the portal was malfunctioning cos all it said was Photography, and then a huge block of space, and an 0 in the middle. Instead of going fuck I'm kinda smiling and amused at my own retardation. Who fails PHOTOGRAPHY?! This can't be right, I actually submitted work this time.

Some People Have It All.

Why do I have to suck so bad? I think it's pitiful that I tend to substitute material goods for real, healthy relationships with people. The most obvious example of this is when I had just broken up with Layne, and within 6 weeks had purchased about five or six very expensive vibrators online. Why the hell would I need more than two?!

Today I had lunch / dinner with Layne (I can never tell because I wake up at 4 or 5pm, and eat at 6) and we bumped into Boob with Anissa and Shamana at Carl's Jr. I really think I've been replaced by Anissa, which in my opinion is horrible as Boob has only known her for all of six months and me for six fucking years. Then again, I'm sure she has qualities that I can only dream of having. She's probably not a bitch, not clingy and not a total asshole. I mean, I know I'm dysfunctional, but why the fuck would you ever give up a friend who buys you clothes and jewelry just to show that they care about you?

Right after that I went and bought two tank tops and two cute necklaces to make up for the harrowing realization that Nobody In The World Loves Me Anymore.

In short, relationships with humans baffle me. It was stupid of me to think I should reinvent myself after my breakup with Layne, and start hanging out with people more often. Now I remember why I never bothered making friends in the first place! Why get a boyfriend when you can have 7 vibrators? Or 8 or however many it is I own? Why have a best friend when you can have expensive handbags and sequin stilettos?

I guess that some people don't mean shit when they say Forever.

Edit: In other news, at least Yasmin still loves me. And I appreciate that so much right now (:

Breakups and Parties, and Sometimes Growing Up.

Oh my Jeffree. Layne finally left! He's beginning to smother me, I think I'll have to remind him again that we are not going out. Jeez. Why can't breaking up with people be as easy as it was in high school? All you needed was text messaging or MSN and you never need to see them ever again. Noooo. Nowadays breakups gotta be all complicated, complete with crying for weeks and changing your mind and rebounding and falling in love with a one night stand and everyone sleeping with their classmates and drinking too much and taking up a bad habit and eventually not knowing the line between Together and Not Together.

Fuck.

Aaaaanyways the party was a complete fucking success! I'm so happy that so many people came but it was awesome, although my THREE TOP BOYS Afiq, Andy and Didi didn't show up. I mean, Andy was busy being Chinese and whatnot, but Afiq and Didi had NO reason to not come! Wait I think Afiq had to pick his grandma up or something but come on, seriously? Jeeeeez boys. Still, it was awesome to see Yasmin and god she's so pretty, I hate her so much for being so pretty, when I grow up I'm gonna get a nose job then I can be pretty like her. Oh, and lipo too. Maybe by the time I've grown up they'll have invented knee surgery so I can be taller.

I'm not gonna elaborate because it was SUCH a long night and so many cool things happened. Boob's boyfriend isn't so bad after all, and Inthe spilled his drink on Kami (on purpose we think), Layne and Uzbek punched some dude in the face several times for stealing Aidan's iPod and Bob AKA DJ Fuego (scream) played our favourite songs and I think some of my ex KTJ friends were not impressed by my choice of cheap, non-classy alcohol but hey, I never fit in with the glamorous KL crowd anyways.

Oh yeah.

Apparently I'm 20 years old now. Jeezus I'm old. Fuck. Shitbitch. However, I've got a long way to go until I'll acknowlege myself as an adult. I think a person is only an adult when they start buying "artwork" and "framed pictures" instead of "Jake Gyllenhaal posters". Speaking of which, this is my favourite one.

You really have to enlarge it to fully enjoy its smexiness.

Food Wrappers On My Floor Right Now: Cheese Dips, MEGA Sausage McMuffin, "Small" bag of M&Ms (it's fucking huge), Lychee Pop and Berries Pop. All in the last 24 hours people.

Awesomest present: Kami's pink MP3 player! Ok it wasn't really a present since she used it before and stuff, but I love it. And the leopard print cigarette case! Yay!

Tonight: Hitting up the totally unglamorous city of Sunway with mah main man Boob!

This Week Sometime: I'm gonna set up a smoko session with the boys. It's been too long!

I need a shower.

Current hair: Blow-dried, but not styled. Down. Natural colour of brown midtones.

Current makeup: Powder, and grey eyeshadow with black eyeliner from earlier today.

Current nail polish: Hot pink, matte.

Current problem: My ex boyfriend won't leave my apartment so I can't really blog. Sorry!

Somewhere Out There Is My Own Gay Marc...

Yasmin is so lucky to have found her Gay Marc! I'm so jealous of her, but then again he lives in the UK and the job of a Gay Marc is to follow you around everywhere after all, and make the Shocked Marc Face and Smug Marc Face at your evil schemes and sneer at Carries and Bettys. I just know that somewhere out there is a Gay Marc looking for an Amanda...

If my life were Ugly Betty, I would totally be Amanda. More because she's slutty and evil but never really gets anywhere in life, and she eats a lot. Of course Yasmin would be my Gay Marc, although she's not really a curly haired effeminate secretary but she's always egregious and likes to blow things out of proportion! Annnd my brother Aidan would be that bitchy Asian TV presenter just for the plain fact that he likes to stay on the sidelines and bitch about shit and has immaculate hair. I think Layne would be Santos because he's always late and does a lot of things wrong but everyone knows his heart is in the right place.

Sadly, I don't have a Betty.

ANYWAY my party is tonight! For some reason I'm still in bed but eventually I WILL get up to have a shower and then I'll pack all my stuff into my cute Dangerfield tartan duffel bag and be off into the night!

PS: The highlight of my day so far is receiving a long birthday text from my Papa. I miss him!

Oh, and Layne got a framed drawing of us for my birthday. He didn't do it himself, but it's still a very nice gesture. And no, we're not together. We just care about each other and all that.

Anyways. It's time to paaaaaartaaaaaaayyyy!

I break hearts, but I'm more interested in breaking your face.

First off, I just wanna say I love this line in Britney's Break The Ice:

Ooh, looks like we're alone now
You ain't gotta be scared
We're grown now
I'm a hit defrost on you
Let's get it blazin

It gives the illusion of hooking up with a childhood crush or old ex, which is a prospect I adore! I'm all about waiting years and years for the perfect moment to strike, which stands for both revenge and sex. I like them both.

Anyways I'm totally psyched for my party! It's in like three days and there's still SO much to do but I'm so happy cos it seems like I'm really gonna pull this off! I'm set on world domination. This party is gonna be epic of American Pie proportions! I got my sparkly pink tutu today from my gramma, and it looks so gaudy but when I put it on it was AMAAAAZING. It's so poofy and soft! It's super short too, hee. Now I gotta think of a top to wear with it cos if I used my black sequin corset it would be overkill.

Oh, and I bought thee hottest pair of jeans today. Grey, marble wash, skinny leg with brass studs on the pockets. Hot as. I know I'm like, always going on about things I just bought or received or begged for or stole or whatever, but come on, I'm a sad little girl trapped in the body of a 20 year old whose family house was never really a home and whose parents witheld affection; I'm just making up for my insecurities with casual sex, binge drinking and shopping to substitute for love, happiness and comfort respectively.

Ha! Not so much of a spoiled rich bitch now, am I? Fuck you. ♥

I Am Pretty Shallow After All.

I wish I could blog about something meaningful once in a while. Yasmin blogged about her Top Three (well, four) books and one other thing about this chick who was threatened with rape and I don't like her friends anyways so good for them. WHAT I AM SAYING is I never really have anything meaningful to say.

That's kinda sad.

PS: The background on my blog disappeared. Great. Fabulous. AWESOMAZING. ONE day after I kill myself trying to find a nice layout, this happens. I guess I'll have to get off my ass, find my tablet and make my own background then.

Zebra print, glitter and alcohol = hectic.

To tell you the truth my life has gotten "hectic" to the point where weekends are RUSHRUSHRUSHRUSHRUSHRUSH! and when I finally get to Monday I'm like, "Aaaaaaaahhhhh *puts feet up*". Is that retarded? I say "hectic" because most people associate that word with business suits, folders and half eaten bagels still wrapped in plastic. When I say hectic, I'm talking empty bottles of vodka, sequin stilettoes and rolling paper. But to each his own, I guess.

My family is always trying to get a hold of me on the weekends. Trust me, when you party all week you just want to spend the weekends in bed with an entire season of Ugly Betty, not at your grandma's house making small talk over fish crackers. And to make it worse they call me a million times to confirm and reconfirm, and they call me before they leave the house to pick me up, and they call me when they're on their way, they call to say they're ten minutes off, they call to say they're downstairs... GAH! Worst of all, they call me in the mornings. Who the fuck wakes up in the morning feeling like P Diddy? I wake up in the morning feeling like cottonmouth and several more hours of sleep!

Is it unreasonable to tell my grandparents NOT to call unless it's a weekday? For example, we make plans on Friday to have dinner on Sunday night, and that's it. No calling or texting or voicemailing until Monday.

Business hours on Monday through Thursday are 4pm - 4am. Lines close on Fridays at 8pm.

I Might Be Obese And Just Not Know It.

Do yah likey the new blog layout? Yes? No? Bit too dark yeah? Never mind.

It's kinda alarming when I whine to my guy friends (namely Didi, Afiq and Andy) about being fat or ugly or whatever, and they jump right in with "Naaahh you're totally hot, I would so go out with you" etc., and then you see them out with some pretty lame looking chicks. I'm not insulting their taste in girls, but some of them I've seen recently, come onnnnnn!

I am now not only paranoid about being fat and not knowing it, but also paranoid about being in the Plain Jane ranks when it comes to looks.

I am so blowing my life savings on botox, liposuction and a nose job.

I don't have any life savings... Sad Anna face ):

Last compliment-insult received: "Your P style is more x-rated!" - Andy. Yeah I've noticed that about myself too... It works though, so... Good? I dunno. Am I too x-rated for most people? Awww ):

Current problem: I'm fucking starving, and craving Japanese fish tempura with rice... And I wanna go to Asia Cafe to get some but Boob doesn't wanna go and now I'm all alone and hungry. Another Sad Anna Face for the occassion ):

I think I'll just stay at home with my battery operated boyfriends and try not to think about being hungry.

Maybe I am a bit x-rated, but fuck you all, I love you :D

Friends + Alcohol = ♥

Sorry, I'm Under The Influence.

Right now I am so hah-hah-hiiiiIIIIIMISSCHEE! Bye!!

Me and Andy had a smoko session and then went to Asia Cafe to bother people and talk shit. It was a great success - Although I did spend my Saturday night with a guy and there wasn't sex involved. Saturdays, you have failed me. And I do not refer to Andy with this statement.

Sooo I had Kami over a few days back! We were supposed to go to Sunway Lagoon but I swear the second we stepped on the park grounds it started pouring with rain. Thankfully we're hot enough to get refunds when we beg :p

I bought a 70 dollar bikini specially for the ocassion though ):

I've been spending a lot of money lately. I have 500 bucks to get me through my birthday month. I'm thinking, blow the flow for my part and starve for two weeks. Yeeeahhhh boi! Party people! See how I luuuhv yuh?

Latest epiphany moment: A few minutes ago when I realized I had a VERY Islamically blasphemous video of mah man Andeyh. I am SO posting it on Facebook!

Current eargasm: I'm checkin you so, hot, so, hot, wonder if you know you're on my radar, on my radar ;)

Last thing Andy did to fuck up my apartment: Spilled Vanilla Coke, and not only that, he then proceeded to SPIT it all over my floor as well, and then slip on it. HAHAHA!

Latest smexy purchase: Yasmin, remember that sparkly blue and black leopard print purse I got you? ...I Got myself the same one. Yeah, it's a lot like hooking up two of your friends on a blind date, they fall in love, and you fall in love with one of them, and you try to get them back. SOMETHING like that.

Sorry, I'm under the influence.

Of Satan.

EDIT: Gahaha! In the video, Andy fucked something up and went "FUCK!!...Kimak!"! Hahaha Fuckimak is my new favourite word!

Got You On My, On My Radar (;

Latest compliment-insult received: "No wonder you sleep with half a country with images like that.. omggaaaawwd" Haha this was from Tom, he's a photographer - filmmaker and spends his time taking pictures of naked chicks. His comment was regarding this picture!


No worries though, he also says "I love this image, it's got a great attitude and sexuality about it. Me likes :)" Yay!

Anyways, today I am totally feeling ALL of Britney's songs. I loved her as a kid and I still love her! It's so 2005 to hate on Britney. Everyone knows it's all about Miley Cyrus now.



I went to Pyramid with Atok to buy my birthday presents today, 600 bucks worth of Diva and Forever 21 vouchers! Awesome! I wore my sexy silver sequin heels I bought yesterday and I was in so much pain, but being in that amount of pain is totally glamorous, didn't you know?

Currently Jizzing In My Pants To: Pieces Of Me - Britney. She's so fucking amazing.

I'm Mrs Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous, I'm Mrs Ohmygod That Britney's Shameless (;

Oh! I suppose I should explain that "slept with half the country" comment. When I was in Melbourne in 2008 I kinda had a sex problem - I had trouble not having sex with people. It got to the point where I would ditch my friends to prowl around assorted dodgy Melbourne clubs and bars, alone, to pick a victim and bring him home. Or to an alleyway, or a car, or a club toilet, or a park... Yeah. Shameful, I know. Suffice it to say, I always got the guy I wanted. I haven't broken that streak yet ;) I think I still have trouble controlling myself, but the fact that this country is full on unattractive, undoable people, kinda helps with the situation.