Wednesday, January 30, 2008

CHAPTER 2+ newblogskin

HOLA people.

today is a lovely day, isn't it o; i got a new blogskin, tho its leeched from blogskins.com cuz i'm lazy but anyway, its pretttty and i love it to bits. other than the hover-link changes color into an ugly pink-orvomit color. :D

i am going to post my chapter 2, it isn't the revised edition, but its still alright, since some nice people really encouraged me to post it quickly :D
you kno who you are!

special thanks to ryan & ryan 2, who both said that my story might become the next new york bestseller. lol. its pure lie but im buying it. JAJA.

before i start. there's this common thing about males. = stupidity.

garey: where are you?
amb: i am at a secret place! o;
garey: huh.. then how?
amb: -,- THEN COME FIND WHERE IS IT la wtf.

dave: where are you?
amb: uh like on the last train.
dave: from where?
amb: town?
dave: WHAT, now 12 28 still got last train?
amb: -,- WTF i didnt say i just boarded right! im at AMK ALREADY.


moron: (touches waterbabies) omg eew feeling what is that
amb: well its some scientifically mutated tadpoles, if you place these eggs at a place with higher temperature, they will literally hatch!
moron: OMG REALLY. ( takes one and brought it to the sun. )
amb: eh dont! later it hatch, then fall from your hand.
moron: shit sorry. (hurries to shade and looks at it tenderly. )

JAJA :D

h0kay, here we go.

________________________________pOH chap o2.__

Richard Archer burrowed his eyebrows upon looking at the autopsy report in front of him. Sighing, he was to close the report when a scrawl scribbled at the corner of the papers caught his eye. He pushed up his spectacles and squinted.

{ F. C. P }

Enraged, he reached for his phone and punched in numbers. " I should have known. " he muttered under his breath.

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"You really have to follow me wherever i go, huh? " Voir shot Conner a dirty look zestily.

"I don't have a choice man. I'd rather be cheorographing dance moves now than hide behind a random bush to see you & your guy getting it on. " Conner retorted, mimicking a throw-up.

"Wtf, o; we could have threesome, prolly. " Voir winked suggestively as Conner chuckled heartily.

"Well, if your boyfriend wasn't such a possessive beast, i'll go get some condoms now." Conner teased. "Careful!" he reached out to grab Voir's arm as a car whizzed past them. The momentary touch sent tingles sizzling down her spine. This thing called "LUST", is driving her crazy.

"How did you get to know him? " Conner continued, his teal blue eyes sparkling.
"Name's Kaven. Well, I thought it'll be good to have a hot guy to help carry my bag in school, so i found him on DOTA local server & with help of facebook. lawl. HOW AM i to know my mum's a step ahead of me, by finding you. o; "

Voir pulled a face.

"Oh, I haven't heard of him. So he is a gamer, huh. "

"That's the whole thing, i must find someone with a low profile, so that i appear 99% single in front of hot guys in the school :D. "

"Really? That's strange, you do not look very single to me >; " Voir laughed and gave Conner a shove.

"But he drives a ssssuper hot lamborghini! like omfg. " Voir exclaimed.

"Is that what you see in him, the car? " Conner pursed his lips sarcastically.

"WELL, YES :D"

A noisy heavy-metal song sounded and startled Voir. Conner grinned and answered his phone. His grin disappeared as the conversation ensued, replacing the grin, was a serious frown.

"Okay, i'll bring her over now. " Voir gave a suspicious stare.

"You gotta go to.. " Conner started to explain but Voir cut him short.

"I'd got it. " Reaching for her Vertu, Voir sent a message over to Kaven.

<<"KAV" {text} Sorry baby, some important matters to attend to, meet you for dinner okay? {/text} >>

"We gotta walk back to the school porch? " Voir groaned. It was a sweltering afternoon. She removed her Tommy Hilfger cardigan, revealing a flirtatious VERSACE silver halter top.

Conner did a double take. " That's the wrong time to do the right thing now.! " he said, not the least coyish as he smoothed back his glossy brown hair.

"We can hail a cab. We need to get there as soon as possible. " he continued, stepping over to the main road junction.

Voir caught a whiff of baked pies. Looking up, she saw " Jenson's fine pies. " She groaned again. " I'd get Kaven to bring me there later. " She thought, as she got into the awaiting cab.

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"I'd been waiting for you. " he smiled, reclining on his plushy suede armchair.

"Fetch us some tea, please," he signalled to his right hand man , dismissing everyone else.

Voir sat down, opposite of him, crossing her legs as she took the tea appreciatively. She looked around his office, cluttered with many family photos, smelling of expensive leather. Nothing in the room had changed at all.

" So what happened? " She said, reaching out for a delicious looking buttered scone, one of her favorites.

" That asshole, again. Nat Schwielzer. He's been trying to rub the wrong side of me recently. Now he believes that he can push me down with a set up murder? " the man continued, decibels raising, yet posture relaxed.

" Fret not, i'd got you covered. I did a check for ya, and jotted it down, did you even see it? The last time you ran into him was during the Ferrari Club Party. " Voir patted the man's hand affectionately.

"What the fuck has that got to do with the murder." the man placed his other hand on top of Voir's,warmly embracing her touch.

"Oh dear you are getting pwned by age." Voir freed her hand and took out her laptop.

"The report says that your hair and nail cuticle has been found on the victim., i told you not to go to the manicure station anymore, you just wouldn't listen. " Voir scrolled to stylishmanicure.com.
<<
Angelina Birkis >>
"And check this out. " Voir opened a hacking program. "It acts like a really super efficient google search. " she typed in .
<<
Angelina Birkis, age 38, ex wife of Barry Toddkins. Has 2 children, more info here. >>

"Who's Barry Toddkins? " the man asked, twiddling with his thumbs in deep thought.

"Duh, like Barry Toddkins is Nat Schiwelzer's sidekick's cousin in law."

"Complicating. So i assume Schiwelzer's right hand man bribed Barry to convince his ex wife to take my nail cuticle while doing my manicure ? So i assume that's almost the same for the salon i went to. "

"They divorced because Barry's gone over to Nat's side. Its a false marital status to throw enemies off track. But, the salon's different. As i CAN SEE, you had it hot with some waitress at the club party. She's the one who tugged at your hair at the brink of her orgasm. That sure is some sick shit. She gets sex and money at the same time. "

The man blushed hotly. "Oh god. Okay so tell me, my dear. what do i do now. "

Voir gave him a half forgiving, half angry look. "I believe you are smarter than this. Schiwelzer is sure some stupid shit. The victim is a female. Go on to court and say you had some rough sex with her. I'd sneaked my way into the morgue and slipped in some condom lubricant into her vagina. "



"But i thought the inspectors checked her body already? " the man quipped.


"If i had recorded our conversation down onto tape, i think your pure ignorance about the victim is enough to prove your innocence. " Voir exclaimed and continued


" the victim is Schiwelzer and your common enemy, Leonardo Viktor's new like. So Schiwelzer thought that by doing her off, Leonardo will be raging at you if news of it comes out in the newspaper. I believe they will publish it in tomorrow's papers if they do not discover new leads. Leonardo did not allow the inspectors to check her private parts without his presence, and he wanted female inspectors, so luckily for you, the body came into the morgue when the female inspector was on leave. so they are doing it tonight, but you have no worries, you have the lubricant to prove your point. Its spermicidal, which couldn't be Leonardo's, because he is allergic to spermicide. "

"Okay, but how will that show who the murderer is? And Leonardo will be equally angry at me, thinking i had raped his chick. "

"No worries, he will be angrier when he finds out who's behind all these, and he'll probably /ignore you when he knows you are just making up the sex part. The chick died from a man handled strangling. She left scratch marks on the guy,. her body was found disposed at the desolated car park near Whirley's St.. I'll check that for you later. After checking the body throughly, they will postphone the court trial, because it can't prove that you are a murderer, given your strength and health condition now, it's literally impossible to strangle a struggling victim. Take good care of yourself, please."

Voir got up and gave the man a hug. She smoothed down her skirt and reached for the door. Conner was playing poker with the body guards. Voir rolled her eyes at them. " REALLY. GET SERIOUS, fellows. " They got up and apologized, winking at Conner as they hurried into the office.

Conner smoothed down a flyaway on Voir's head. " You look stressed, girl. " Voir shrugged and dumped her LV bag at him, entering the lift.


She knew his days were numbered.


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OKAY, COMMENTS, as usual. bye people i love you to bits and dave has yet to send me the pictures of the car. WTF O:

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

&POH chapter one

HELLO MY LOVES, im back :D kind people found my books and returned them to me. so i present to you, CHAPTER ONE, PoH. getting my Olevels results on thursday,. i hope i'll still be alive by then. Dave's a bitch, the pictures of HOT cars are not uploaded yet o;
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&VOIR, PRIME OF HATRED, chapter #01


Kaven, slouched against the wall, slackening his hands. He clutched the roses gingerly and checked his watch. she was 20minutes late, but he waited obediently, with no hint of impatience.

"Gah, baby, im so sorry am late, like as usual, but you will forgive me, won't you? " Voir wrapped her slender arms around him, cajoling him playfully, claiming the roses.

"See you later, Voir. " the bodyguard managed a nod in Kaven's direction before shuffling off. Kaven's stare at his receding back view became increasingly intense. Voir shrugged his jealousy off with a kiss. his face softened, but his puppy brown eyes turned sad upon hearing the bell. " bye beautiful. i love you. " he whispered, planting a kiss on her forehead before sauntering off to history class.

Voir turned to her right, studying the map carefully. it showed complicated twists and a medley of classrooms in a sickening neon green. Voir squinted. Directions were so not her thing. She fumbled as her cellphone vibrated.

"Unknown caller. "-

"Hey, in case you get lost which i believe you will, turn to your left, walk past J.High 2 & 3, past the toilets and you'll get your class. "

"Uh thanks, who is this?"

"I'm god. you are late already, hurry.! "

A thousand pairs of eyes were transfixed upon her as Voir strolled into her biology class. The teacher, a pot-bellied woman with caking make-up glared intently at her. Voir flashed a smile and bagged the empty desk with her name tag on it. She scanned the room observantly & pulled out her pencil case when she saw no one of interest.

" Very polite indeed, Miss Valerie. I am Mrs Carstairs, and please remember to be punctual next time. " the teacher droned on in her monotone-like voice, but Voir was oblivious as she pulled out her ASUS R1 laptop and started playing dota.

The bell went off, signalling a break before the next class commences. Voir peeked at a bunch of boys yakking away and looking at a girl who apparently, wore a skirt way too short. She was pretty, with soft peroxide blonde hair and foxy eyes.

Walking up to the bunch of lecherous guys, Voir slammed her laptop at their faces. " There you go guys, if this is not enough, i have 70gigabytes of any type of porn you want in my hard disk drive. So next time, before you run out of porn and need to desperately look up the skirts of unwary girls, please tell me, i have more porn at home, and i recommend HENTAI :D " Voir tapped her laptop earnestly.

The girl looked up, alarmed, clasping her legs together when she realised what happened. Voir looked into her eyes, then at the name tag. " ANNA WALKER, ", Voir muttered. " A slut- look alike, such foxy eyes. We will be friends, for sure. " The bunch of boys stared at her, mortified and remotely embarrassed as the rest of the class sniggered.

"Thank you, Voir Valerie. ". Anna's voice was slow and utterly sexy. "Welcome, you. " Voir replied. And that formed a mutual bond of friendship.

Voir looked around to the tap on her shoulder. Removing her earphones, she saw the body guard. He pulled up a chair, and sat beside her. Murmurs rose among her female classmates.

"Checking on you, lady. Lunchbox empty, or not? And how's the class. " he asked, with a tinge of flirting, vague but still with intention. He pretended to overhear the gossip, knowing very well, that he was the eye candy.

Voir rolled her eyes. " Seriously, why are the girls in my class such desperate dickheads? o; And if i ate that bullshit in the lunchbox, you'd probably have to skip class and send me to the hospital. "

He chuckled, giving her the gaze that seemed to strip her bare. The game of hard-to-get, the sheer subtlety made Voir more impelled to let her lust get better of her. " Think of Kaven, you horny bitch! " she thought to herself.

He winked as he got up to talk to another guy. Then, a mousey girl came from nowhere and started squealing beside Voir.

" OMFG, you know Conner? OMFG, he is just so cute. Oh and im JOAN ALLENS, hello :D welcome to j1c. " Joan squealed excitedly, curious and nosey.

"Uh, yeah, kind of. Why? " Voir replied coolly, absentmindedly toying with her Cartier watch, wondering if the mousey girl had some sort of { CONNER fan club } or something.

"He is like so damn hawt! Are you his girlfriend? "

"No. ( I wish. ) Why? You know him?"

"Who doesn't know him, please. He is like, president of the dance society O: how could you talk to him and not know that ?! " Joan shrieked.

"He is a year older than us, huh? "

" Do you like, know him even? Check out my website.! $%#%! "

(uh. really a fan club. what were these girls thinking? But yes, Conner is awfully handsome.) Voir thought aloud, oblivious to Joan's continued yakkings.

Conner shot a raised eyebrow at the girl from a distance away, leaving Joan squealing and blushing. -Ooh, very typical. She seemed happy, rather, that he overheard her lovesickness. Stepping forward and ignoring her, Conner gave a steady look on his face, signalled a goodbye and headed for the door.

Not long after his departure, a senior came in, looking as though he ran 5000miles without stopping. He scanned the classroom, spotted Voir, and presented a bouquet of flowers wrapped in lilac matte paper.

"Schizo wishes for you to accept this, as a welcome gift. " he said, breathlessly.

"Huh, who's that. " Voir answered, with no surprise.

"Co president of Dance Society, from S2g. "

Joan cut in and piped " Oh Schizo, he is hawt too, but he got a haircut recently which sucked pretty bad, and he is a well known playboy, although he has a girlfriend whos boobs are bigger than her brains, Rebecca Tylers. "

The guy holding the flowers stared amusingly at her. Voir took the flowers, offered a sweet thanks and immediately thrusted them into Joan's hands, saying " Thanks for the info, dear. " Joan looked as though she just received a 5643carat diamond ring.


A ringtone went off, as Voir rummaged around her very expensive limited edition Prada bag for her Vertu phone. It was Kaven. Voir's heart gave a guilty lurch. " from KAV at 11.15 - { hello baby, care for lunch? } -end of message- "

A brunette bustled into class, wearing a dangerously low cut blouse. "Jesus, the horny guys must be ecstatic. " Voir wondered with disgust.

"HELLO EVERYONE :D i am Ms Olsen. I am your literature teacher, nice to meet all of you. Now, can i have the class in pairs, please? " Olsen said aloud.

Voir looked over at Anna, who looked at her, nodding in her direction. She got up and strutted over, her stilettos clacking sexily.

"Nice heels. " Voir commented, pulling out papers from her L.V pouch.

"Why, thank you. Looks like your MARNI platform boots ain't too bad either. " Anna forked out a perfect reply.

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COMMENTS PLEASE :D

Sunday, January 20, 2008

CHAPTER ONE

thank you people for all your loving comments altho they are probably just to humour me >:
anyway, chapter 1 was in my notebook, and being a careless freak, i lost the books at coffeebean, so i have no more chapter1 and i have to rewrite. o; i'll take some time to reorganize the points and plot. BTW, shopping at meritus Mandarin was great. GOT FUCKING HOT CARS. omg x1000 . will post the pictures later; DONT WET YOURSELF.

19/o1/o8-

looking into your eyes,
i could love you twice.
each time stronger than before,
if i could even love you more.

there's this magic in your kiss,
that could hold me like this.
there's a power in your touch,
that could hold me in your clutch.

to your eyes, its an acquiscent surrender,
every second, its a newfound wonder.
and your arms, they make the world,
they could paint, everything else a blur.

i love you, with a love so deep,
and my heart,'s solely yours to keep.
even heaven reigns no higher praise,
than my love for you, with grace.

its a cheesy poem. yay. byebye ;D

Thursday, January 17, 2008

&VOIR; PROLOGUE

This is the first time im attempting a story. i was planning to include photos using sims 2 but its really really hard. firstly, im lazy o; secondly, i have no sims2 in my computer. thirdly, it is going to take 435738457823782742 years.


but before i start, i want to say, BRYAN OWES ME :


-watermelon italian soda.
-bubble tea.
-ROSE for valentine's day.


*p.s i'll be using my stage name because i can't think of any other o;
and for my lovely DIDI who claims my blog is NC16, the story will be NC16 or higher. because being amber, stories ain't interesting without sex. even logic-stories like DAVINCI has sex. okay. O:

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&VOIR; Prime of Hatred, PROLOGUE.


VOIR grimaced at the lunchbox. Staring rebelliously at her bodyguard, Matthew; she shot him another dirty look. "Give this to the cat next door, or dog. Whatever it is. Please, just don't let me step into Wheelock High with this garbage!"

Matthew grinned and his tousled hair danced flirtatiously. Vior jabbed his taut, toned body meekly with the lunchbox, dejectedly thinking "Gee, it rocks to have an inspired chef wannabe mother who do not even know how to start a fire." The sleek limosine pulled up at the front porch. Yet another handsome bodyguard got out to open the passanger door.

"Voir, please, you're running late." he smiled shyly. Something inside her cringed. "Gee, why does all the bodyguards mum hired have to be so hot?" Hitching up her Armani Xchange blueberry leather skirt, Voir got into the limosine and dropped the lunchbox discreetly into the pocket under her seat.

"I saw that!" , the bodyguard joked softly. Voir looked up, not ashamed but clearly amused. his dimples accentuated his fair body frame and brought out the charm in his teal blue eyes.

"I am your new bodyguard M.Valerie hired me to take care of you in school, and yes she gave specific instructions for me to ensure that you finish her food!" But that floated past like wind as Voir was, rather, more conscientious in devouring every inch of his looks. She then realized that he looked her age.

"Are you enrolled in as Wheelock High's student too?" she asked, lowering her expensive Giorgio Armani shades purposely and seductively.

For a brief moment, his mesmerizing eyes found their match. Then, his tensed body slackened as he pulled away. "Yes. How am i to protect you, if not?" Voir threw an airy laugh. Stepping out of the limousine, they hurried into school.

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give me comments, because i wrote chapt one already, if the prologue doesn't sound appealing enough, tell me. im just a noob >:

good night folks.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

sore eyes for the lose.

WORK; you won't imagine how i can develope a phobia for dried scallops, shrimps, pistachios and salted duck eggs in just one day.
the aunties will crowd around you. they thrust money into your face! and expect you to calculate and give them the change in 0.0001 sec. tell me what the hell is a humban. and who cares about dried mushrooms being black or white. wtf discrimination can even spread to mushrooms!



they jeer my lousy calculation skills! all aunties are rich. they have 395738573845782 pieces of 50 dollar notes. how to calculate that ^ in like less than 30 seconds? my brain is the size of a mere puny dried scallop. much less my math skills.

then they have this crazy salted duck eggs which i have to pack into threes. its black and :


then i have to scoop out beans and pistachios and weigh them, pack them, seal them and put into boxes. don't ask me to eat pistachios for new year, its bloody freaking the shit out of me. the last macaroni packing really K.Oed me. i am not cut out for this >: i want to be a rich taitai and open chain fashion boutique. now, my beautiful and tender hands are bruised and callused, weathered and withering.

went back home, almost died. went to the doctor to see my swelling eye, which hurts a shit load and its fugly. gave me mc and said im suffering from fatigue, which is really true o;

lovely bryan cheered me up with this :

how sweet of him! okay time for medicine. bye my loves, want buy food products come bankit hor.

& p.s, jiabin was really nice today ;D took great care of me.

Monday, January 14, 2008

babumpbabump

CONGRATULATIONS to myself, for i am going to be like an aunty and work at a provision shop tomorrow, with jiabin. THERE WILL NOT BE ANY CUTE GUYS~! wtf x100000. probably lecherous uncles who will look at my cleavage. which convienently reminds me of moron who looks at my cleavage and his eyes are like super glue.! WHY ARE THEY SO HORNY! and aunties who will be kiasu and naggy. /RAGE.


a picture for you to pcc at! no joke. its fake tho,. : D


i had a dream last night. i dreamt that i was getting it on with the son of the owner of LAMBORGHINI! omg i wish -,-.



introducing lamborghini reventon, released in 2007, this new Reventon car shares its name with a fighting bull, which is popular for killing the legendary matador Felix Guzman in Mexico in 1943. i dont know wth matador is but holy shit this car is one horny car.

reventon will cost about 1 fucking million euros. The driver's dashboard inside the car looks like F-22 cockpit. if you think this is coincidence, the exterior look of the car IS inspired by F-22 Raptor. its one hell of an aeroplane-turned-car, man.


The car has rear wheel drive and develops 650 BHP. Exclusiveness of the car is measured not only by the horse power but with how many of the cars are developed. Lamborghini has put on the market only 20 Reventons which make this car very rare and your chances to see it on the street even lower. I will certainly marry the guy who drives one -,- *materialistic laugh.



the interior is dressed in alcantaro and leather. the exclusiveness is also emphasized with genuine carbon and aluminium accessories. in the car you can find all sort of interesting gadgets. 1 of them is G-meter which measures and displays longitudinal and transversal forces. Reventon accelerate to 60 mph in 3,4 seconds and has top speed of over 200 mph.
Long and utmost rear end of the car hides beneath 6,5 liter V12 engine, which gets another 10 bhp at 8000 revs and totally 660 Nm of torque. ITS TOTALLY OMG X 100000000000.


amber:
i will marry you if you drive one!
moron:
ok!
moron:
is a murcielago good?
moron:
will you still marry me?



JAJA. a murcielago roadster. reventon < murcielago or vice versa? you decide.

camwhoring at ljs was stupid. i wonder how camwhores can totally camwhore the whole day in front of the camera without laughing or suffering from fatigue, ( i mean, you strain your eyes to enhance the wideness and look up, isn't that tiring? )



moron has naturally medium long and crimped lashes, nice genes from parents. and a heavy toned brown iris!




and i sadly have almost no lashes at all. thanks to both my parents. >:( but my eyes are a light brown and i have constricted pupil o;

then we see the benefits of contacts, other than bae yong jun who looks sexy with specs./ eric is handsome with specs too, but other than that :


see, instant transformation. but being a pussy, i think moron will cry if he has to put a plastic into his eye. he already whined like hell upon a few drops of POISONOUS eyedrops for his sore eyes.

then we come to the fact that he looks the best from the side, eyes closed, which probably means he is the most handsome while sleeping o;


ooh drop dead gorgeous. but i prefer my reventon.


racism! from the top: moron, me, dave. i am literally glowing! but they got whiter due to lack of VOLLEYBALL/ROCKCLIMBING. &*hints.


work of art from moron:




BYE PEOPLE :D

Saturday, January 12, 2008

wedding dinner

woohoo i am back, and i come carrying photos, finally :D

went to raffles town club today. it sucked like shit. i can't believe it received good comments. the wedding reception was like WTF x10000. and minus fact was there was no cute guys at all O: being an -aspiring wedding planner to be, i felt more inspired then before! yay.

firstly, they ran out of beer during the second dish. how can that be! and i felt guilty because i drank all of grandad's beer and he raged at the waiter for having no beer o;

in the end, they drank chivas+ xo or whatever which the groom's mother has brought along -,-. so much for experience. poor aunty, i bet her feet is aching from all that running. walao why they choose RTC. it sucks dick. then the dinner is 8 course niaz, got sharkfin, wtf. im animal lover. but i drank it anyway, CUZ GUESS WHAT, its fake. -,-


DID i mention that i had a CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART :D. everyone knows of us as a couple. being the brother of the groom, his mother introduced me to his relatives as her daughter-in-law. WTFx1000. he isn't as cute as usual, with his specs. but still childhoodsweetheart is childhoodsweetheart, he is still cute in every way :D


WALAO i look damn fat. don't you think we look like a couple o,o *wonders off to fawiietaleezx.-
my lovely granddad and mum! grandmother was hot, wore a low cut top revealing cleavage O; it was basically boring so we cam whored our asses off. that rosy cheeks- grinning person is my very intelligent-book-eating cousin whos only in p6 but can probably pass 0levels already.

&p.s i look ugly in very picture. FAT, too. probably from all that fried chicken. the chicken is tender! cuz its from my dad's company LOL.


please tell me my blubber is dripping out. x_X

the toilet sucks. the toilet paper can't be rolled out efficiently. >: (


do we even look like sisters o; neway poor sister has an infected leg and now whilst im blogging she's sleeping with two blankets that exposes her infected leg. poor thing!



OMG LOOK AT MY FATS> WTF X10000000.

my super cute cousin! (who listened to a.l when you're gone for 10times consecutively with her sister, below. -,-)

we removed the petals and counted helovemes&helovesmenots. and it ended at helovesme for me :D how cliche. me told granddad that when i marry, i will present his favourite dish and in his favourite country, australia! i want to marry an australian dude and have a cute baby like my aunt's, he is horribly handsome but he only says HIIII and BYEEEE and eats alot -,-


SOOO ADORABLE :D

OKAY BYE PEOPLE, i am off to having some heart-to-heart talk with my rabbit who is emoing at the corner O:

&bryan is cute :D

Thursday, January 10, 2008

aliens

hello aliens! my font is big again :D it was puny for like 3259275823748923742 years already. I AM GOING TO FUCKING BUY a new graphic card. after moron came by and told me my 300+ graphic card was screwed, ( the fan dropped off ) I BELIEVE that the cost price of the card was probably only 10$. or probably my sister burned the fan by playing too much audition. >: (

ANYWAY, insomnia struck me again. oh god, i wish i still have some of my anti depressant-cum-sleeping pills with me. its raining now, and i want to sleep! moron dognapped Snuffles and now its sitting on his bed O: i bet moron watches his hidden collection of p0rno with my dog. KIDS NOWADAYS.


RUTH IS AN ESCAPED CHICKENPOXED CRIMINAL. CATCH HER PLEASE.


she was a pretty bitch now shes:

HEEHEE :D
ruth's offences: tried to spread pox to innocent stray cats +++.

I NEED A GOD DAMN DRESS. SP OPEN HOUSE TMR., whos going o;

BYE PEOPLE. OFF TO PLAY GAMES. ( now i think my font's too big )

Sunday, January 06, 2008

wtfblog

MY HTML CODE IS SCREWED. i planned to blog only after i finish doing up my god damn coding BUT I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE. WTF x1000.

i haven't been blogging. i know. but im soooo busy, playing games and looking at hot cars. now my font is screwed. WTF. probably my period's coming. hooray, im not pregnant. I SPENT 3HOURS CUSTOMIZING and writing the MOVIE RATING panel and cuz of the fucked coding i forgot to save it WTF x10000000.

nevermind. ruth got chickenpox., heehee :D.

here's stupid things that happened:

amber: what's a he ma? ( chinese word for Hippo. )
moron: uh, horse lake?
amber: what's a he ma?
dave: uh, sea horse i think.

CLEVER ME FOUND NEW REFLEXIVE ARCADE KEYGEN, ANYONE WANTS TELL ME PLEASE KTHX.