Hi baby, listening to Drive By Me by Train while ranting.

Just came back from some mission impossible mission, literally took out some scenes from the movie and patch it onto my life board okay! Hmm. Jumbled up feelings. I don’t even know where to start! Too many beginnings, endings. Well here it is, my rant in full epiphany speed and about to involve some major typos and spelling errors. Kill you grammar Nazis! *ajkfagjs STAB*

Haha, nope. I won’t rant it here, it’s too 18sx and this is public PG13.

Todolos. (toddles if you know what I mean)

Eiffel tower.

Marrying Tim is every Audrey’s dream. 

I’m pretty sure that almost everyone in this world (okay I was just exaggerating it) has watched this proposal. It has gone viral, and even celebrities have been talking about it. Including Chris Brogan that I’ve been complaining to myself that hasn’t come up with a post of this. WHY, SIR?

Anyway. I still decided to share this, just in case there are still a number of people hasn’t watched it, yet.

Do watch it. It’s beautiful, and I was smiling *coughcryingcough* all the way. I liked how Timothy was smiling throughout this proposal, and I just wonder what Audrey had in her mind.

And despite the fact I would looooveeee to be proposed this way. I guess I wouldn’t want it anymore in the future, because really… the idea would be stolen when it’s done again! Kinda picky, but I want another original proposal like this!

Sobs. This keeps reminding me of how Forever Alone I am.

To be honest, it does still feel like 2011. But today’s already the seventh day of January. Time flies, no? That’s mean we have 360 days left before 2012 ends. Think of it as another 360 days to live, so we’ll exclude the fact that we might live up to 100 for now.

Because of such thought I keep reminding myself to avoid being lazy and unproductive. I wanna reduce bad decisions, avoid regrets, and probably work on this bad temper which has been terribly bothering me these few days! And and and, hopefully being able to get my very own car. Grin.

Of course a wish like so is really hard to fulfill, but it shouldn’t hurt me trying! Call it a…uhm. Resolution. 

I am not really into this ‘yearly resolution’ thing because normally it’s just there for tradition. This could be considered as one, so wish me luck! Don’t forget it’s a ‘try’, not a ‘must’. So don’t get me wrong. 

I was supposed to attach a picture of gingerbread man figure like firework I snapped on New Year’s eve, but I got too lazy and decided to leave everyone with a short boring post. What ever happened to ‘avoid being lazy’? Hahahaha. 

Tonight’s December 24th, 2011 and it’s Christmas Eve. In just a few days time we’ll be ushering in 2012, which means a new journey and a new resolution, aite? 

I believe everybody has already got it in the back of their minds starting to think about New Year’s resolutions. Well, I’m not. I don’t really set a short- nor a long-term goal in life because it doesn’t always go along with the plans. You know what I mean. But do not criticize. It doesn’t mean that I’m hopeless or unmotivated.

Likewise, I don’t wanna spend the whole Christmas Eve mumbling on the net. I wanna express my gratitude to all the people that had been nice to me throughout this year. To mom and dad, thank you for being there for me through thick and thin. I may be naughty sometimes but I really love you both. To Robin Hood and Little John (aka the two little starings of Mr Ronny), I really hate you both because you two always take away my stuffs without my permission. But I do love you because you make me laugh when I don’t even want to smile. That’s why we are siblings. To granny, I’m sorry that I couldn’t spend most of the time with you. I know you are not feeling well. I love you. You’re the best grandma ever. To the boyfriend, I hope our love will grow stronger and deeper. And dear Jesus, thank you for the good and bad times I’ve gone through. I do realize life is a beautiful struggle. Through it, it make me stronger and wise. And I do understand that happiness has its own way of taking its sweet time. 

Home Alone movie, a pair of stocking, Christmas wallpaper on the desktop, a chocolate bar, a bottle of drinking water, Christmas songs, a red blanket, fishes and tortoise in the aquarium. I guess these pretty much explain how lonesome I am tonight. 

Merry Christmas everyone. May this Christmas be bright and cheerful and may the New Year begin on a prosperous note. 

Instead of bitching about not wanting to study for the practice driver knowledge test. Lets just throw the books out the window, score 10 points if it hits the head of people walking outside. 

I actually LOVE the job I’m doing now. It’s just that I’m a little unsatisfied with the monthly salary I am getting. It’s not much, just enough to pay for a VIVA monthly installment with nothing to eat and homeless. Can you imagine how low is that?

Why not enough?

One, why worry? You’re still young! Why worries about money too much? You can live with your parents forever. Daddy can fetch you to work everyday. The results? Wrinkles and grey hairs! Now you can be BFF with my granny.

Two, why worry? Why bother earning huge amount of money? You can always find a sugar daddy somewhere. Like you don’t know how to flirt. *I doubt my height* As if they notice you, Patsy. :| Wiggles tail.

Three, why worry? WHAT? THERE’S NO FUCKING THREE! LETS PARTAYYYY.

Four, yes, there’s four. Why worry? Because you need to pay back all the diapers and milk and yellow duck and your petpet (I don’t know what it is in english) and the yellow raincoat and your easy bag, and pokemon toothpaste and ninja turtles pyjamas and bubblegum sandals and barbie dolls collection and pollypocket and transformers toys and lego and nintendo, and your tamagotchi, and the digimon, and the yoyo, and the 4-years-in-a-row birthday bash, kiki & lala dress, and your your your, yes, YOUR a lot to pay back to your parents. 

THAT IS WHY YOU NEED TO FUCKING WORRY ABOUT MONEY WHEN THERE IS NOT ENOUGH TIME TO SAVE YOUR MONEY FOR A LEXUS RX AND TO PAY BACK THE RM14000 PTPTN, THEN SUDDENLY YOU START TO FUCKING REALIZE YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE THAT THE WORLD IS ENDING AND KAPUFFF JUST LIKE THE 2012 MOVIE YOU’VE SEEN IN THE CINEMA WITH YOUR STALE POPCORN AND ICE LEMON TEA. 

DEAD MEAT. I fucking need to find a new job.

Inhale exhale inhale exhale inhale exhale.

Ask me anything. I’m like the new google box. 

Question by anonymous: What to do when you just had your Malaysian Certificate of Education? By the way, do I look like I just finished my SPM? Why on earth this question out of all? -.-“

Best answer: Step one. Go search for SPM notes in your laptop. Step two. When the folder is found, click the folder icon, right click and select DELETE or the easiest way, hit the DELETE button on your laptop keyboard, LIKE REAL HARD. Next, go to your recycle bin, click the EMPTY RECYCLE BIN, and again YES, without doing any reading, get it? Oh, don’t forget to laugh hysterically while you empty the recycle bin, with tears. 

Good luck!

P/S: Calling someone a filthy whore is so not cool.

Greetings children of Zion. 

I’ve been migrating from blogspot to tumblr, tumblr to wordpress, wordpress to blogspot and blogspot to tumblr again. I’ve been migrating like a shitload, just like a nomad. 

Being a newbies once again I guess. I think I’m gonna remain posting on tumblr. By the way, can somebody teach me how to say thanks to our followers?

no prob. done. :)