i went to orchard road today and my my these singaporeans really are kiasu. it's not even november yet and already christmas decorations are up and coming. there's this huge santa outside one of the many generic malls and christmas trees are sprouting everywhere and i'm starting to hum christmas songs. after much careful deliberation, i can conclude that christmas is coming and i have to buy christmas presents. :(

it's such a headache trying to choose which modules to do next sem. after much careful deliberation, i have decided not to go for basic mandarin. my jayjay can teach me all the mandarin i know.

i followed pei li to the starhub headquarters to buy a new phone. after much careful deliberation, she has decided to forego the nokia 8250 (quite obsolete already lor) for the new panasonic phone with get this ... corour!! waah now all her pikture massages and her ass-m-ass and her scleensaviour all is corour corour one like a lainbour.

i learnt a new phrase today. it sounds quite chim. after much careful deliberation, i have decided against telling you what it is lest you get a bit confused and have to check your engrish dictionary.

wah some of you monkeys complain that my pictures are too small. so to appease you monkeys, i make my pictures bigger a bit.

some easy bedtime reading


my inspiration

i want all of you to glorify all that is badak java.

happy halloween. and merry christmas.

today was THE day.

THE day as in i strolled into my workplace and casually asked for $280 and wahey whaddya know. the doofus ass of my manager willingly hands me not $280 but teng teng teng $280.50 for 51 hours of hard labour.

and that's not including tips.

i banked in my cheque asap and will probably have the moolah at my fingertips in two days time.

anyway, dear faithful loyal reader(s), as mentioned in the last post, mei ling and i invaded jurong point to do our marketing observation study watchamacallit. we went to this cosmetics retail store to check out the variety, position, place, promotion pohpekpohpekpohpek. and because we know that some store owners are a tad touchy about photography in their store, we attempted to be discreet about our photo-taking.

so i whipped out my trusty cybershot and held it up in the air, making sure the flash was off, and pretended that i was browsing through my old photos.

me (a bit too loudly): eh mei ling ah, check out this photo of you. you look so slutty.

*click*

mei ling (pointing at fake screen): yeah hor ... i like this photo though.

*click*

me: yucks .. this one sucks. i look horrible in it.

*click* *click*

i tell you, i felt like some super sleuth sent on a super sleuthing mission. anyway, when we were leaving,

saleswoman: you doing project issit? that's why take photo of my store?

me: no wor ......................... (averts eyes)

so for dinner we had some sushi and we went back and i met desmond (my colleague) on the bus and we bitched about our boss for the whole 45 minute journey back.

i have -$0.11 left in my transitlink card.

my fun day encapsulated into eight pictures

what's playing on winamp? elton john - can you feel the love tonight

i almost fell asleep during marketing class today. i don't think i've been sleeping well these past few days. effective time management's what i need.

anyway to the two kaypochis who emailed me, the guy in the photo down there is not my boyfriend.

my boyfriend is currently in taiwan, promoting his new album. he speaks minimal english and doesn't dance as well as britney. but he plays the piano wonderfully.

the guy down there is just some smarmy smartass groupmate and good friend of mine, kuan.

besides, he already has a gf (who is not me).

tomorrow will be marketing field trip day. mei ling (the girl in pink down there) and i will be collecting our paycheck then going down to jurong point to observe a shop and its marketing strategies. hopefully it'll be a field trip cum spend-our-paycheck day. i need to buy some belated birthday presents.

i have 4 major projects to complete within the next two weeks but i'm sure you don't want me to bore you with the details.

and approximately 5 more weeks before i touchdown on home ground. the first thing i'll do when i reach penang is force my dad to bring me to jelutong to eat peanut soup with eu char koay.

i'm chatting with kot*k busuk now. and as usual, he's not agreeing with everything i say. dumb monkey armpit backside. I WANT TO MARRY HIM (not kevin, another guy).

a black rectangle

what's playing on winamp? marc anthony - i need you (download the video!!)

oh yeah and this is the stupidest link ever. don't click on it. i'm warning you. and i'm not playing reverse psychological games with you.

i got hungry at about 2AM and raided the kitchen in the hopes of finding something unexpired and edible to eat. voila! nestled in my sister's drawer were two packets of tom yam maggi mi (debs, i'll buy you back a packet!).

so i took one, opened it, cooked it, brought it back to my room and devoured it whilst editing the pictures i took today.

anyway, here's a note of warning. do not, i repeat, do not sprinkle too much of the red sauce that comes with the tom yam maggi mi unless you want to down 500mL of water at one go. i was sweating, my tastebuds were pulsating and my nose was dripping lau pee droplets but still, i could not stop.

damn syiok.

right now, my tongue is numb, there are numerous wantans lying on my table and i desperately need to pee.

but i shan't pee yet. no, i shan't.

until i show you the pictures i took today.

oh ya, and i'm sure you're pretty interested to know how my test went. rememberrr? THE test?

yeah, it went alrite although the possibility of me scoring full marks has been dramatically reduced to zero after i found out that to predict the accuracy of the results, we use the range.

not the standard deviation.

the range the range the range, u numbskull idiot bimbo.

what's playing on winamp? manbai - kau ilhamku (lagu orang gila babi hutan)

don't you just love emails from your sister that end with

ok. i gtg. my armpits are sweaty.

pluck, woman, pluck!!

today i pumped up the hill to the beat of the beatles.

it's been a hard day's night pump pump pump and i've been working like a dog pump pump pump.

help pump pump pump i need somebody pump pump pump.

it was raining today so i walked to work with an umbrella and damnit i left my umbrella at work. i hope no one steals it.

today at work, we had a new "live" singer called jaclynn and she's pretty good. i don't know why the other people there were saying she sings like a kid. i love the way she sang and played her portable clavinova. and she sang a really good mix of songs too like vanessa carlton and michelle branch peppered with oldies from the carpenters and the beatles, not like the stuffy boring pre-puff daddy songs that joe always sings.

i was pretty surprised when she sang "in my life" by the beatles because it's an obscure song and isn't as popular as their other hits. but it's my fave beatles song all the same. love the lyrics and the piano, harpischord, organ whatever.

i need to study.

study.

:(

study.

what's playing on winamp? sarah mclachlan - angel

What is your Alter-Ego
Personality?

the way the #1 qaf fan in the whole wide world went on and on and on about qaf in his blog and in icq compelled me to download the season opener.

i watched it last night.

and i pretty much enjoyed it although the sight of two grown men sharing a kiss was a bit disconcerting in the beginning.

but you get used to it. at least i did.

anyway, the #1 qaf fan in the whole wide world is now giving me a lowdown of the later episodes and behind-the-scenes footage. and instead of feigning interest like i did last time, i am genuinely absorbing every scrap of information he throws my way.

i have stopped work for an indefinite period of time.

my best friend for the whole of this weekend. i have a test on monday.

what's playing on winamp? mason williams - classical gas

find your queer
as folk personality!

hoo boy if anyone can tell me that they spent 6 hours on their birthday analysing an ethics report, i will gladly tell them that i, too, spent 6 hours on my birthday analysing an ethics report.

i took some pics today and you are going to look at them.

the best sweets in the whole wide world. i don't want to describe the taste. just buy them and eat them.



a vote of consumer confidence.

ok i think i have to get ready because my sis' bf is coming to pick us up soon.

hello everyone. as forewarned earlier, i am going to flood this blog with photos.

my feet in my cosy bedroom slippers. actually, i didn't want to show how long and unkempt my toenails are, hence the slippers. shinbakar, i hope you appreciate this.



many strange things have happened in the haunted kitchen.



my desk at its neatest. notice the jay chou photo in the photo frame. yes, that's how much i love that man. and my laptop's called howard so everyone be nice and say hello to howard

oh yes, and many thanks for all the birthday wishes. i wish i could share my new camera with all of you but alas, the jila miaiud aiudiuviaer liudvhaeriuh aiduhsdf.

wow i just received the best birthday present ever. my parents couriered a sony cybershot-u digital camera all the way from penang island to singapore island. mamamia, what a beau! i shall be experimenting with the camera when i get back so harhar like it or not, you will be bombarded with visuals left right front and centre. thanks so much mum and dad! muax!

i'm in the school library now. can't access icq from here and it's going to rain soon. it's very quiet in the library save for the clicketyclackety of the keyboards. there is a sort of cute guy sitting opposite me but he's got some kind of skin problem so whoosh out of the window he flies.

ok my meeting is starting soon. i shall see you beautiful people tonight.

rick of the sling, "keropok" means "crackers", you know like the double decker or twisties you might see at your local ntuc or cold storage.

i highly recommend cheesey cheese chachos. they don't stick to your teeth and at the same time, prevent tooth decay.

what's playing on winamp? train - drops of jupiter

only nerds blog six times in one day.

i am a nerd. I AM A HUGE MEGATRONIC HARRY POTTER TWERP.

dear meathammer, may a dozen meat hammers be mass produced and used to slaughter half a dozen crabs in return for your joyful birthday wishes! you are a few days shy of the correct day. and please believe me when i say that you are not a nerd to sign your own guestbook.

really, you aren't.

because i am the ruler of all nerds and i am rejecting your membership into our elite clique.

i went to starbucks today to study with pei li and we hogged a table for a good three hours. not that we studied for three hours. one hour (give or take 45 minutes) was spent studying and the other 2 hours were spent gossiping and observing people around us like the lady with 4 breasts (she had a lousy strapless bra) or the two geeks playing chinese chess (i AM still a bigger nerd) or the two lesbians making out (used in eskimo context).

not like any of you will be interested but i've been looping jay zhou's "tornado". i MUST (to the power of infinity) commit all gibberish-like words to memory even though i comprehend none in preparation for his concert here on jan 11.

what's playing on winamp? jay zhou - tornado
what's playing on winamp? jay zhou - tornado
what's playing on winamp? jay zhou - tornado

and so on and so forth.

pimples sprouting on my chin.

a sure sign of what's about to come.

i am chomping away on double decker cone mexican cheese flavoured keropok and it's bloody spicy. no good for my pimples.

but shit, it's addictive.

don't you just love it when people know your birthday's somewhere in october but they don't know precisely when so they bombard your mail with birthday cards a week early?

or late?

but awww... thanks anyway, you guys.

kevin sounds like he's having such a "happening" birthday. his blog's like some stock market tv with updates every 2 minutes. anyway, happy burfday, big fella, and may you shack up with some chick who'll gi... wait wait wait.

mother reads this blog.

i feel like having a caramel frappucino. i think i will drop by my friendly neighbourhood kopitiam and get one.

i don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse that i have a starbucks within 10 minutes of me. i can hardly see my toes with my protruding stomach and when i walk, i send tremors through the ground.

what's playing on winamp? boyz II men - end of the road

damn. and i was so looking forward to the early-morning quantitative methods class tomorrow.

Dear Students:

I am cancelling class for today 23 Oct. due to illness.
My apology for any inconvenience to you.

Prof. Rodrigues

what's playing on winamp? vanessa carlton - a thousand miles

today is kevin's birthday. i wrote an earlier post wishing him a happy birthday but doggone it, it had to go.

so go it did.

how'd u like my new layout? oh i forgot. none of you can tell me because i deleted my comments and flooble. why? because i just did. nyek nyek.

i went to uni today, as usual, and got bombarded by two tests back to back. the first was my ethics and the second (and worse one) was marketing. i compared answers with mei ling after the test and damn it, we had different answers.

oh well.

the prof was really nice too. he gave us all 5 very helpful hints during our test. and the french exchange student had some problem answering the mathematical section of the paper (them frenchies were never good when it came to dexterity with numbers) so he managed to sweet talk the gullible prof into extending his test time by half hour. us asians, with the ability to handle the simple mathematical equations in the paper, had to complete the paper within 45 minutes and that bloody par lez vous idiot had 1 hour and 15 minutes.

whatever.

speaking of whatever, oasis decided to cancel their concert here. my sis had already bought tickets and now her tickets are useless. harhar. i don't think they'll be back in a long time. in fact, any hopes i had harboured of britney spears coming to town have been dashed after them damn aussies had to declare singapore a high-risk zone. high-risk schmigh-risk.

what's playing on winamp? dave matthews band - satellite

IT IS TWO THIRTY IN THE MORNING NOW.

PEI LI IS SLEEPING.

MY FEET ARE CRACKING DUE TO EXTENSIVE USAGE.

I FOUND A NEW BLOG I LIKE TO READ. CHECK HER OUT. SHE'S FROM PENANG TOO.

MEAT HAMMER'S BLOG HAS UNDERGONE A MAJOR REVAMP. IS DELETING EVERYTHING CONSIDERED A REVAMP?

I'M WEARING MY BLUE PANDA PYJAMAS.

I JUST ATE A PACKET OF CHOCOLATE FLAVOURED HELLO PANDA.

I SHOULD MOVE TO CHINA TO INTERACT WITH THE PANDAS. I WANT TO GO BACK TO PENANG AND ZOOM AROUND IN THE TOYOTA AND HANG OUT AT 1 STOP AND GO SHOPPING AT KOMTAR AND BUY MY CDS AT BATU FERRINGHI AND EAT BANANA PANCAKE WITH HONEY AND ICE-CREAM.

I THINK I NEED TO STUDY.

THAT'S THE STORY OF MY LIFE AND NOW IT'S TWO THIRTY SIX AND IT TOOK ME 5 MINUTES TO TYPE THIS LOAD OF CRAP.

i dunno. the bali bombing seems to have brought out the self-centredness in some people.

"now my holiday plans are ruined"

or

"the bombing was a direct attack aimed at us australians"

i know this is a little late given that the bombing happened about a week ago. and i still don't know why the australians think it was an attack aimed directly at them because there were other nationalities in the club too and i don't think the heartless bastards checked every person's passport before detonating the bomb.

besides, if it was an australian-aimed attack, it ultimately did more harm to indonesia than to australia.

still .....

and i think it's pretty disrespectful to be forwarding photos of the dead charred victims of the bombing accompanied by comments like "eeu, how disgusting". in fact, it's already disrespectful enough that people are forwarding the gruesome photos that picture the aftermath of the bombing. and these weren't just pictures of the bodies, mind you. there were some close-up shots of a dismembered torso and a bodiless head and it's as if the person who took the photos primarily wanted to invoke disgust from his/her viewers.

anyway, on a less global note, anu from hitz fm visited my restaurant yesterday. it wasn't that difficult to see that she was from hitz considering the fact that she was wearing a hitz fm teeshirt. it was only when she started to talk that i recognised it was the anu so i buat tak malu and went up to talk to her for a while. she's pretty ok and you can see that she's the amiable, friendly type. is she a hot mamamia chica? only if you like the roly poly motherly type.

what's playing on winamp? mr big - be with you

ps: sze ning, what happened to your blog?

my sister told me that my blog is boring. actually she didn't really say that. she said, "den ah, why is your blog so boring nowadays? you only write about your waitress bloopers". hah, i bet she didn't think i'd remember that. luckily i was insensitive and thick-skinned enough to let that comment slide and allow her to watch two friends episodes back to back on my laptop.

before i go on, happy birthday to my dad (he's not 50 yet). the whole family bought him a pda. i hope he likes it. i'm sure he likes it. it was my idea to buy him the palm *gloat*.

today i was supposed to have a project meeting with kuan but the poor sod came down with lao sai so for his sake, we had to cancel the meeting. bollucks, the meeting is postponed to tomorrow at 09 30. i am so going to fall asleep once kuan and yuh chuan start their respective poh pek poh pek.

and i tried to pluck my own eyebrows today. i noticed that they were starting to resemble caterpillars blossoming on my forehead so i decided to handle this problem with a good pair of tweezers, a good reflective surface and some light. before i knew it, half an eyebrow had disappeared and i was tearing from the sheer pain. but i had to do the other eyebrow because it'd look funny if i walked around with 1 1/2 eyebrows. right now, i am the owner of almost-there eyebrows. i went to mei ling for some comfort and the only thing she could say was that i am a good plucker and at least my eyebrows are uniform. of course they're uniform. there's no hair left to make them un-uniform.

oh yes, i've added one picture to my pictures section. normally, i don't announce when i add pictures but this time i have. just go take a look to see why and no, there is no family resemblance. and please be psychologically prepared before you click on the link.

ok, i'd better sleep because i have a meeting at the ungodly time as mentioned above.

what's playing on winamp? bryan adams - everything i do (i do it for you)

wow i just read meat hammer's blog and teng teng teng! miss wong has found herself a new stalker.

miss wong is this woman in the midst of eternal spinsterhood who teaches statistics and further maths to the a-levels students of disted college, penang.

she used to teach me statistics but i'm sure she has no recollection of me because i was neither an outstanding nor instanding student.

back to her stalker problem. i see that her stalkers are getting more and more demanding. during my time, she had an admirer who went on to score full a's in his a-levels. maybe he had extra tutoring sessions. hyukhyuk.

actually he wasn't her admirer. we just loved to pair the both of them up because they were similar in their "in-my-free-time-i-love-to-read-quantum-physics" nature and they were both gawkish and single.

in the end, our matchmaking efforts turned out to be fruitless.

both the guy and miss penelope wong are still single and unhappy.

well, i assume penelope is unhappy because she goes around with this glum look on her face all the time. but generally she was a nice person.

since we're talking about stalkers, here is the webpage of the person i used to stalk --> http://members.tripod.com/chuapei
i'm sorry i can't directly link because he uses a tracker and i don't want him to read my blog.

please note that i have stopped stalking him now. perhaps it is due to the fact that he stays one million light years away from me. whatever the reason is, i have completely lost interest in him. i have moved on to greener pastures.

as kevin would say, i have no shame.

what's playing on winamp? justin timberlake - like i love you

today there was a thunderstorm in singapore.

it was really cold and singapore was misty like it was under attack from dry ice.

oh golly gee i am covered in goosebumps now and not because it's cold.

i just watched the new ttt trailer and i hope i don't sound like an orlandobloom teenybopper but i can't wait for the movie to be released. it's darker and in the new trailer, you get to see eowyn throw herself at aragorn like a shameless hussy, with a little bit of clint mansell thrown in to dramatize the great war between uruk-hai and man.

must buy pirated dvd once it comes out.

and today my professor sat in front of me and i noticed what thick healthy hair he has. there's not one single strand of white hair and his head looks, as vidal sassoon would say, magnifique!

i don't know what his secret is but i'm betting it's either loreal, natea, wella or bigen.

i just caught a mosquito. it was on my face so i slapped myself and it was full of thick, gooey black blood, sorta like bovril.

yucks.

what's playing on winamp? red hot chili peppers - my friends

heav'n has no Rage like Love to Hatred turn'd
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.

anyway i know all of you must be sick to death of reading about my waitress bloopers but HANG ON! i've got one more to add!

we usually serve buns before the main course comes out, and in this case, i'd brought out a woman's main course when she'd just finished eating half of her bun.

me: excuse me, mam. do you will want your bum?

hurhur. i am such a riot.

what's playing on winamp? oasis - whatever

*friends overdose*

i found this lady on kazaa who gave me download speeds of up to 100K/sec and she had tons of friends episodes. so guess what i did the whole evening.

i've pretty much had enough of rachel, ross, chandler, monica, joey and phoebe for today.

just for today.

about my last post, there were a few people who asked whether i was alright yadda yadda. i am and thanks for caring. yesterday was just one of those days where i happened to unconsciously slip into one of those "don't-mess-with-me" moods and started to look for reasons to be ticked off at people just because i felt like being ticked off. the mood disappeared overnight and am i still pissed at these people? a little bit but less than last night.

and no, i'm not about to menstruate nor am i menstruating. i think it's pathetic to blame anything on PMS just because your hormones are oozing out twice as fast. however, i always blame my pimples on my period. that just sounds like a better reason rather than "i'm not washing my face properly".

what's playing on winamp? janet jackson ft. missy elliot & p diddy - son of a gun

what would you do if you were so pissed off at so many people for so many different reasons?

it's like the reasons for you to be pissed off at them existed a long time ago but you never got pissed off until now.

i don't know what triggered off this bad mood but i'm wallowing in it now so no one touch me.

and in the midst of my aggressive mood behaviour, i banged out a long email to my little sister with the format {person's name, how that person pisses me off} but i never got around to sending it.

she's too young to read crap like that.

so now i shall have to resort to (as usual) keeping it in and not telling anyone and then let it explode one day when i hyperventilate.

oh ya i'm still angry at the male malay customs officer who molested my underwear.

and i'm also very angry that the shirt i bought today can't fit me.

byebye and if you think you have pissed me off, please avoid me for the next few days or so.

hello to everyone.

i am back in singapore, the land of technological inferno, heaping havoc on the unlearned.

whatever.

yes, and today i was walking past singapore immigration when the customs officer stopped me and indicated for me to please place my bag on the table and open it. why, of all people, me? i mean there i was, chewing my gum, with nary a care in the world, looking like the 14 year old girl i always look like and i kena stopped?

so with my heart thudding really dramatically, i opened my bag. i'd packed my bag carefully, you see, in case a situation like this ever arose. my bag was packed in layers. the underwear at the top, followed by the sanitary pads, then my clothes, then some underwear (should the first three layers fail to deter him), then my two boxes of tau seah piah and finally, the contraband goods slipped in here and there.

the idiot stupid malay man with hands that have gone god knows where poked through my things (underwear included) and his hands slid under my tau seah piah and carefully packed clothes and i felt so angry because my bag and its contents were being molested and i wasn't doing anything.

anyway the geezer didn't see the jay zhou cd (pirated, of course) hidden within the pretty rainbow pastels of my underwear. nor did he find the amelie dvd slipped between my folded skirt. he also missed the sweetest thing vcd which i'd shoved between my tau seah piah. and most importantly, he didn't stumble upon my treasure trove of chewing gum which i'd kept in my zipper compartment.

what an exciting day, folks.

and foster's adapting well to her new environment. i heard her bark yesterday but the thing about her is she's still scared of people and has the tendency to cower if strangers approach which is not what most people want in a dog. ah well, hopefully popcorn will teach her the ropes.

what's playing on winamp? bon jovi - this ain't a love song

greetings humans.

this is foster, the newest addition to the Tan household. unfortunately, the matriach of the garage hasn't taken too kindly to the new puppy-like presence and has warned foster to stay clear of her by snapping her jaws and growling menacingly.

what a bitch.

ho ho i am on the sun-baked island of penang now and some of the things i have managed to accomplish while on this little island are

1) i watched the eye for the third time and this time i promised myself that i wouldn't shut my eyes or my ears or flinch when the ghosts made their appearance. i did close my eyes for a little while when the stupid "you're sitting in my chair" ghost at the calligraphy class came out but that's cos er .. i was tired from my aerobics.

2) i followed my mum to her aerobics class. this is class filled with 40 year old mothers and the aerobic instructress herself is 40 years old. so there i was pumping and grinding with them with a smug smile pasted on my face. then we got to the stretching part where you're supposed to stretch your legs and touch your toes and torture your body in the most inhumane ways possible. i couldn't take it anymore but the 40 year olds could so i whimpered softly to my mother that i wanted to go home. and my mother, with her leg practically wrapped around her neck, told me to stop if i couldn't take it but i couldn't stop. i needed to save face. if the 40 year olds could do it, so could a 20 year old.

i ended up almost limping out of the room.

ok people, i'm going to craven cafe for a bit of nasi tomato.

what's playing on winamp? nothing cos i didn't bring my laptop back with me.

hello amigos.

today i had work and surprise surprise i did something stupid.

again.

i served this woman her seafood soup (the one you get with the set dinner which is way overpriced) and when i put the soup on her table, i should have said,

"here's your soup, mam"

but the horrible words that came out of my mouth were

"here's your soup, mum"

...........

i just hope i looked filipino enough.

i'm going home to penang for five days. whoo hoo! goodbye singapore! hello to the many boxes of tau seah peah i'll have to lug back for the singaporeans who think penangites only eat assam laksa, char koay teow, tau seah peah and rojak.

what's playing in winamp? jay zhou - an jing

hello again peeps. i just read a ghost story and felt that i had to share it generously with you all before i go to sleep.

it's pretty freaky so people like cyn and the likes better skip this post.

here goes.

there was once this girl who lived in on the 9th floor of a block of flats. everyday she'd have to take the lift up and down to her flat. however, strangely enough, whenever the lift passed the 4th or 5th floor, she'd start to feel uncomfortable, like there was something staring at her, even though she'd be alone.

one day, she had to work late so she called her mother down to wait for her so they could take the lift together. little did she know that her mother forgot.

she reached her flat and was relieved to see her mother there waiting for her. without a word, they both entered the lift and when they passed the 4th floor, she said,

"this is the floor which makes me feel uneasy"

and her mother turned to her and gave her an eerie smile

"do you think i look like your mother?"

greetings hoodlums.

today was quite an unproductive day. someone new found out i was malaysian. i love to see singaporeans react to the fact that i am across the causeway then after telling them, i sit back and await their responses which sometimes make me want to squeeze their ignorant brains out of their ignorant nostrils.

"you're from malaysia?! but you look so .... chinese!" (that's my favourite)

"you're malaysian? but you speak like a singaporean!" (my second favourite)

"malaysian, eh? i didn't know malaysia had pretty girls." (i shamelessly made that up)

signing off now amigos. denise needs her rest. she's got work on friday.

what's playing on winamp? nothing but i've got my headphones on. i oso dunno why.