- And The List Goes On
I beginning to feel more and more like one of Lemony Snicket's characters in A Series Of Unfortunate Incidents.
On top of all the unfortunate things that have happened to me recently, I got sick. Was feverish last night. Thankfully I felt better today, and I found out that I felt better from Lazy, who reached over and felt my forehead for temperature upon waking up, then gleefully exclaimed "Feeling better!". So sweet.
But that is not all. I have this sharp pain in the back of my mouth, on the left this time (it was on the right the last time). Almost the same story, my wisdom tooth is grinding into the bone at the back of my mouth. And, remembering the feeling of nerve upon nerve being ripped out, I am having second thoughts about going to the dentist. So for the moment, I'm looking like half a fat pig, with half my face swollen.
Still, that is not all. Remember my bike giving me yet more problems? Well, our weekend was so jam packed with other people's stuff (this happens every weekend; we hardly have time to ourselves) that we hadn't gotten a chance to even check out my bike. I don't know if it'll even start later for me to go to class.
Very nice, lah.
jazzyme sketched @ |11:46 AM| 0 kisses
Friday, July 10, 2009
- Night Out With The Yongster
Random Squawk: I'm doing this post in office, with people behind me. Pardon the lack of explainations, then.
I met my dear cousin last night.
We went to Bliss Cafe.
We ordered the fiery spicy chicken wings, which looked like it was on fire.
Was fun. We should do this more often.
jazzyme sketched @ |4:25 PM| 2 kisses
Wow, your hair is so so long now. Nice!! So envious, I need fake ones to help me out if I want it that long. Hehe
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fEatHeRs, @ July 12, 2009 5:22 PM
Let it grow lah. The Lazy didn't like me to cut my hair, so I haven't cut it since last year. Haha.
But then it's problematic also. Hard to wash, hard to style, go saloon super expensive. Then on hot days, can really die man.
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jazzyme, @ July 13, 2009 4:15 PM
Thursday, July 09, 2009
- Amazing
I got stuck on the road today. Twice. On the way back.
Lazy's verdict was that because I was running in the bike, I didn't clear the valve, and it got jammed.
Nice. And right after I bitched about how we're going through a rough patch. Guess it's not over. But it'll all be over soon, I am certain.
And oh yeah. Stay away from me. I feel the onset of an illness.
Oh shit.
jazzyme sketched @ |3:58 AM| 3 kisses
hey how much your credit card bills all? maybe we can try help you first. -ex-mito rider
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, @ July 10, 2009 9:43 AM
Eh buddy, show your new bike leh.. :)
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Melvin Poh, @ July 10, 2009 3:35 PM
Anon: It's ok, we can handle it. Thanks for the thought though.
Mel: It's in my facebook profile pictures. The red one.
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jazzyme, @ July 10, 2009 4:26 PM
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
- School Outing
Random Squawk: I'm kind of eating right now, so just enjoy the pictures, ya?
I'm hidden.
We brought the kids out for an excursion to the Botanical Gardens some time ago.
The winning team.
Nice?
jazzyme sketched @ |3:50 PM| 0 kisses
- Security At Towkay Neo's House
Random Squawk: I've had these pictures in my blog folder for ages. I'll just unload them in a blur so you won't know that these are outdated.
You won't believe how tight the security is at towkay neo's house.
We were there some time ago for a gathering, and look what we had to do:
This is her kitchen. This is a corner of her kitchen. And those are...
... our phones. Security required us to surrender it to the kitchen, where we won't be able to contact the outside world.
....... nah, I'm just kidding you. That piece of kitchen counter is the only area on the second floor (where we were) that had reception. So when a phone rings, someone would run to the kitchen to pick it up.
Cool, eh?
Then I wanted to take a picture of how big the living room was, and Mr KS caught me.
Isn't he a happy fella?
jazzyme sketched @ |3:34 PM| 0 kisses
- Rough Patch
The Lazy and I seem to be on a rough patch recently. Not with each other, of course, we've been just as loving.
Suddenly, there seem to be a problem with all our friends. My so-called most trusted friend suddenly started to ignore me again (I still have no idea why), and because he is something of a ring leader, the rest of the group can't be bothered to make the effort to contact me.
And for some reason, I get the feeling that people at work don't really want to talk to me either.
Lazy's friends are leaving him out too, not his campmates but that other group. Even if they ask him along on their gatherings, everybody wears a fake mask and puts on a front. And I found out things (again) from YF that made me regret putting my trust in certain people.
Thank goodness we still have a handful of scattered people here and there, enough to have an overflow of people during weekends for mahjong (yes, we are still playing it).
Our finance isn't working out for us as well. With credit card bills mounting and my bike repair costing $2.5k, we're essentially in the red.
Work seems to be going well for me though, although it isn't on his side. His commission's been cut, which normally wouldn't affect us, but what with the credit card bills and loans pressing on, it's harder than we thought.
And to top off the patch, in case you haven't noticed, I just quarrelled with my sister.
Just thank your lucky stars that I don't blow up often at my own family. Which means that when I do, it'll be bad. So would you prefer me to blow up every other day, or once in a blue moon?
But after all, no matter what shitty things happen, no matter how many of them happens togethher, it is still just a rough patch. As with rough patches, it'll be over soon enough.
When the world comes tumbling down, the opportunity rises to rebuild again. We can either grit our teeth and bore through it, or we take the ruins and make something better of it.
Now comes the question of how. It's ok, I'll work it out.
Anyways, while I was looking for my own link, I found this post from 4 years ago. Have fun.
jazzyme sketched @ |3:01 PM| 0 kisses
Monday, July 06, 2009
- Bitch Of A Cudas
Firstly, it is not YOUR internet, its everyone's internet. It was just put in YOUR room at YOUR request initially. And just because the internet is in YOUR room, does not mean we fucking owe you a thing that we have to fucking grovel to you to turn it on, and you don't have to act like you're giving us the internet at great personal expense.
Secondly, you don't answer her calls because you are going out. You don't answer her calls because you are at home. You don't answer her calls because you are out with friends. You fucking don't answer her calls when you're out getting fucked in the middle of the night at 4.30am (without telling mom that you'll be home late, making her worry). And when you don't answer her calls, she calls me. Many times. And I have to fucking throw down whatever I am doing just to answer her calls ABOUT YOU. You fucking selfish cannot answer mom's call but run to the phone like a she-dog when some random guy calls.
Thirdly. There is such a thing as speaking normally. You don't have to fucking shout for every single fucking little thing that I do. I am not one of your NCC cadets. I don't fucking respond positively to shouting.
I let you slide with all your rubbish and nonsense without a word because you are my sister. But you fucking push and push, again and again. You're not even trying push your luck, you're acting like we all fucking owe you our lives, that our existance is purely to entertain you.
As much as I could grit my teeth and bear with it, there are going to be times when I blow up and start shouting back. Not that it means anything to you, you blow up almost every other day.
I hope you enjoy your day, bitch.
jazzyme sketched @ |1:29 PM| 1 kisses
Mei mei... Dont be like this okay?
Treasure what you have and always look at the good side... Dont be like me only regret when its lost forever.....
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, @ July 08, 2009 11:30 AM
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
- Cute
"Bunny"
"Yes?"
"How come your girlfriend so pretty?"
"Because your boyfriend so handsome and capable."
My bunny is so cute.
jazzyme sketched @ |2:16 PM| 0 kisses
Monday, June 29, 2009
- Congrats to Edwin & Mable!
Who got Leo and Kenneth to kiss mouth-to-mouth for your gate-crashing, and having such a wonderful wedding dinner.
Here's wishing you both nothing less than bliss together!
jazzyme sketched @ |1:07 PM| 0 kisses
- Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen
Save money - reuse a movie poster.
*Spoiler alert
So we went for our free movie yesterday (tickets provided by Lazy's boss, who got it in some car promotion, but did not want to go) right after someone came to view my bike (that I don't really want to talk about because frankly, $6k for my Boreas is something of an insult).
Seemed like everyone else had caught Transformers before we did. I actually didn't believe them when they said it was better than the first, seeing as how good the first one already was. Suddenly, a whole bunch of people in my friends' list became fans of Megan Fox. I think it was because of the slow-mo' run akin to Baywatch where she went doink-doink-doink, then falling down and squashing her hooters, pulling her top dangerously low.
Anyways, it was real good. It really was better than the first Transformers movie, which was saying a lot because it got the attention of a non-fan like me. I didn't watch the original cartoons and I didn't even know about the blue-eyes-good-red-eyes-bad thing until I watched the first one and Lazy explained it to me.
I can actually use three seperate words to describe this sequel.
Action (of course)
Artistic
And a hint of cheeky
The first movie got a bit confusing when the machines started fighting and you didn't know who was who. This one had a lot of ultracool slow-mo effects SHOWING you how the autobots killed the megabots.
I absolutely loved how our favourite machines first appear in the movie. They made super grand, super majestic entrances, each old favourite tugging at our heartstrings and each new entree (eg. the motorcycles) awing us. There was also the element of danger with the inclusion of two megabots who "defected" to the good side.
And there's the cheeky part where the little megabot turned autobot and went "Who's your little autobot?" and started humping Megan Fox's leg. Also, they took it one step further and gave the super megabot (I have no idea what that thing is called, its made up of different megabots), wait for it, iron balls. That hung from its crotch and clanged. It was unexpectedly hilarious.
I had my eyes wide open the entire show. We watched the movie at Cathay Grand, where the surround sound effects kept us on our seats the whole time. When the bombs were going off behind Shia Lebouf and Megan Fox, you actually felt the dull thud resonating in your chest, as if a real bomb went off somewhere nearby. I think it was only at the Cathay Grand that we could feel this.
And the perfect icing on the 2009-movie-cake-of-perfection, was Tyrese Gibson.
Baby Boy.
If you want to see perfection in chocolate, Tyrese Gibson is the answer. Doesn't really help that you can see his ass in an already censored version of Baby Boy (playing on HBO, usually in the middle of the night for some reason)
Now, perfection comes in army uniform (I have something of a fetish for army-clad men). Double perfection, tripled with the perfect 2008 action movie of the year. I think I can die happy now.
*sighs contentedly*
jazzyme sketched @ |12:09 PM| 0 kisses