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Disney On Ice .

2008-03-09T05:44:00.001-07:00

It all started with NNSK and I planning to watch Disney On Ice (DOI) on the 14th , which coincidentally , clashes with our MONTHsary . However , we didn't manage get the tickets as our "pride" got in the way . It made us wary of what the fat woman behind the sistic counter would be thinking about us . We didn't want her thinking that we were young parents who were buying tickets for our child , you know . So , the thought of catching the show never surfaced ever since .

BUT THEN ! 3 weeks later , we realized ( Life is all about making realizisations , isn't it ? *Shrugs*) that we need not face the humiliation of having to purchase the tickets by ourselves because his uncle gave them to him ! To top things of , the tickets do not simply entitle us to front row seats but they are also not accessible to the public . Which means that even celebrities like Zoe Tay will not be bestowed the honour of having to seat with us ! Wow wee !

Here are our babies :

Upon reaching the stadium , we dashed up the stairs , and went up to the entrance only to be refused by the "bouncers" aka ushers because they felt that the entrance wasn't grand enough for our tickets . So , they directed us to the PREMIUM ENTRANCE instead . We were kind of embarrassed , actually . Imagine : A childless couple being refused at the entrance (although the reason why we were will always remain a mystery to the parents behind us ) . Anyway , so we bolted down the flight stairs in the same kind of hurry that we were in when we went up . When we went downstairs , as requested by the ushers , we were appalled at how un-grand the PREMIUM ENTRANCE was .

The things that were on sale there were such a rip off that we were convinced that they were only sold to incognizant tourists who seemed to be more than willing to part with their money . Oh well , I guess they had no idea how our hearts went out for them . Despite knowing that the Disney products that were sold were worth an entire week's allowance , NNSK still got me a Little Mermaid wand which will break out in the "Under The Sea" song at every attempt of pressing Ariel's hard back and it has an illuminating star like tip that glows as the song is being played . Awww , thanks so much for going hungry just so that my unsatiable thirst for kiddy stuff can be satisfied . In order to return the favour , I bought him a Stitch cup which was filled with ice shavings to the brim - which posed problems for us later on . My wallet wasn't spared either ! 15 bucks for what - angmoh ice kachang ?!

Before the show commenced , a voice from nowhere boomed throughout the stadium , " The show will begin in five minutes " . I found this rather lame because the show will OBVIOUSLY begin and it is only a matter of WHEN . So there really isn't a need to inform us . -.-

As promised ,the show began "five minutes later" and it was SPECTACULAR . The choreography was impeccably well-organized and the performers kept making sure that the audience were part of the show . And thus ,the verdict :

DOI is engaging and it manages to bring out that inner child that has been dying to come out successfully !

Ironically , during the interval , we noticed a familar figure among the many people of the audience . It then dawned on us that is was no other than ZOE TAY . And true to what I have said , she was sitting on a seat that was even further from the rink . Which means that she did not manage to get her hands on the PREMIUM TIX . So much for being a celebrity *beams with pride* .

Thinking that we shouldn't let the night go to waste . We went to Kallang Leisure Park and blew some more money on time-consuming arcade games -.-

Here are the pictures , but in a disappointing resolution :

Take a CLOSE look at these two pictures :

Can you tell that the one on the right is significantly brighter than the one on the left ? It's all thanks to the spanking new gadget my dad gave me . Pity the photos taken are too big in size , which makes uploading them in friendster a near- impossible task . Unless they can be compressed .... HMMMM .

2008-02-27T04:54:00.000-08:00

When there is no getting over that rainbow ;
When the smallest of dreams don't come true ;
I can take all the madness the world has to give ;
But I won't last a day without you .
( Oh my Goodness , this comes across as cheesy , so much that even NNSK will disapprove .)

I'm too overwhelmed with deliriousness (Can you believe it ? This word is actually a noun !) that I haven't a clue on how to start .

All right *Inhales bouts of air* , here goes ... :

This tuesday , the entire class , including myself , were expected to attend some English enrichment class that was supposed to help us in the language . I think it has not only failed tremendously but it has also bored us to premature deaths . ): . You could say that that may be because we weren't giving the speaker our fullest attention , but how can you blame us when it took us by surprise and slashed our revision time by half ? Okay , so it didn't really take us by surprise because we were informed an ENTIRE week before that . Nevertheless , it is still quite surprising because when we objected vehemently upon recieving the "mandate" of having to attend it , we thought that Mdm Yeo would take us seriously and cancel the whole damn thing or something similar to it .
To exacerbate matters , our speaker was some old man with a protruding belly , a white handphone which he stubbornly refused to put on silent mode after someone called and who is named Mr Raj . I thought that his lessons were going to be banal , and they really were -.- . Also , he turned out to be just another CHEE KO PEK who can easily be found playing chess under a HDB flat in a white , torn and tattered singlet , picking his porous nose . He warned us never to marry doctors or we would be disrupted in the middle of saucy sex or rather , in the middle of "making love" because according to him , hospitals call their doctors back to the hospital when some patient needs them desperately . Shouldn't the hospital know better than to call their doctors late in the night ? Especially during an activity carried out my individuals to display mutual affection for each other .

And people , never watch Fool's Gold , because you would be such a fool to waste eight bucks on a show that isn't even funny .

Oh yes ! The holidays are fast approaching . Gear up for more pictures !

If most of you have already guessed who I am , you're probably right !

2008-02-20T03:03:00.000-08:00

This week has been incredibly taxing on me as I had to put up with the daily requirements such as getting myself out of bed at 530 in the wee hours of the morning . To top things up , a few incidents had taken place , which had gotten me all riled up , with fists clenched at my side . One of which was a result of some comment made by a carbohydrate-filled , balloon of a female who seems to have this burning deisre to share a relationship with me . And this reletionship is no other than that of animosity . Seriously , what is her problem ? All I did was walk past her class to go back to the harsh reality of having Chinese lessons and she had to open her golden mouth and insult me . I do not even hate her because having hatred for someone you do not even know is just being plain childish . So I would prefer it if her lips were PURSED .

Then again , there have been occurences this week that have brightened up my week and provided ample motivation for me to pull through many more weeks . One of which is none other than Valentine's Day .

Though one can argue that Valentine's Day encourages way too much consumerism , I think that it does not necessarily have to be a bad thing . Girls get to be surprised with huge bouquets of flowers (:

So , on Valentine's Day , I met up with NNSK at Compass Point to have our Valentine's Day dinner , which he did put it an effort to make it the most memorable one I have ever had (NOTED!) , after a very disappointing match at Naval Base . That didn't stop me from relishing every single moment of that day though . We wanted to eat at Swenson's so badly at first but we were forced to abort our plans because the queue was so long that if we had queued up , it would have been a Valentine's Day supper , not dinner . Thus , we proceeded to Delifrance and managed to get a good meal out of that place . THAT'S PRETTY MUCH VALENTINE'S DAY FOR ME . I think that the essence of that day was the part where he made an effort to actually go through an arduous journey from Town to Sengkang . I don't know what Valentine's Day may mean to other girls . But I hope that it had been fun and romantic for everybody ! God , I sound as though I'm preaching -.-

Are we all living a lie ?

2008-02-07T17:49:00.000-08:00

Yes , I've been living a lie and I don't think I'm the only one that's guilty of this heinous crime . Unfortunately , I made this realization only after so many years ( 15 and more years , to be exact ) . Since young , haven't we been told to appreciate and embrace the way we are ? We are supposed to love the bodies that we were born in , aren't we ? BUT NO ! Instead of appreciating our own bodies , we spend so much money on the alteration of our OWN bodies ! We have braces glued onto our teeth in order to correct its "crooked-ness" . We put on coloured contact lenses as if we're so embarrassed with the original colour of our pupils and we even resort to wearing heels so that we can look a few centimetres taller than our peers ! Though these don't sound as ridiculous as it may seem , they're still cover-ups ! Talk about "enhancing" our features is just crap , really , because "natural beauty" still persists .

I am a liar . I am a victim to the many forms of cosmetic available today and I have another confession to make : I've been hiding my naturally frizzy hair from the eyes of many . )): . Just last year , I thought I needed to go for a change , instead of having my hair pulled straight , I decided to go against all odds and defy gravity by having my hair permed . Yes , permed ! I really did like the looks of it after I got it done but it started to pose many problems for me . The problems are namely : even more frizzy hair , tangled hair , dry hair and the list goes on . When I finally decided that enough was enough , I had it straightened . AGAIN !

Digressing , 2008's Chinese New Year has been a blast so far ( mainly because of the amount of red packets I have received =Pp . This is reality , people ) . I had my reunion dinner at Good Wood Park Hotel ( which is conveniently located beside Far East ) . The dinner there was more than awesome ! It was finger lickin' good . I got to devour one whole slice of cod , which already happens to be my all time favourite , a huge serving of duck , a humongous bowl of shark's fin soup and a bowl of pork ribs with some crunchy dry noodle thing .

PRE-CNY

2008-02-03T04:07:00.000-08:00

Whenever a special occasion comes around the corner , there is always this rush among the ordinary folks like us as we would always find ourselves lacking things here and there . Especially during Chinese New Year when it is required of us , as Chinese , to don on new clothes and shoes . But I find this frenzy very ridiculous . Why bother buying new clothes just for CNY ? Why can't we CONTINUE to buy new clothes for all our other occasions (eg: Halloween , Christmas) ? Then again , I guess I cannot blame my fellow Chinese Singaporeans for doing so because it is the shopowners who do up their shops so nicely that we cannot help but fall into the CNY mood a WHOLE month before it actually arrives . Oh well . There goes our wallets . ):

Happy girl and I spent the entire Saturday afternoon sauntering around the streets of Orchard Road in a bid to look for her beau's and Mrs. Tee Ping's presents . After this whole afternoon , I have finally come to a conclusion that buying gifts for others without any clue as to what they really , really want , can take a toll on both our brains and feet . We racked our brains just to figure out what to get Mrs. Tee Ping . Our original plan was to get her a pair of shades but we decided against our initial plan because we didn't know what shape and size would complement her very round face best ): . Disheartened , we continued ambling around town , taking our own sweet time , until we went into Surfer Girl where we saw this sweet little purse sitting innocently on a display shelf . It was so pink ( a colour that Mrs. Tee Ping would love ) , floral and affordable that Happy Girl and I couldn't just leave it there and walk out of the shop without it . So , as you might have guessed , we got it for her ! YAY . With this mission accomplished , we set off to look for someone's present . This wasn't as difficult as the first task because she already had something in mind for him . In case he might be reading this post , I won't be disclosing the present's identity for now . (: Dream on , Happy Girl's Bf !

After all that shopping , sore blisters started to develop on my feet where the straps of my heels were located at . Bloody hell . I cursed my torturous high-heels and lamented on the harsh reality that my skin was too delicate to handle heels . ): Then Happy Girl did something that really touched me and made my day - can't spill either , sorry ): . With my feet covered in plasters , we walked ( Well , SHE walked while I hobbled ) to Heeren . We didn't stay there for long because she had to go for her tuition and carry out her responsbility as a good girlfriend . He had better be grateful (: . Not long after she left , NNSK came to meet me and "saved" my feet by giving me a loan so that I could get a pair of flats , which had a nice , feminine , little brooch on its straps . Thank you , NNSK ! He got himself a top for CNY ( See , even he , my boyfriend who has no interest in retail therapy (to my dismay) can fall victim to the CNY requirements ! Shops these days are so enticing , alluring , seductive , whatever .) and a packet of mints for me , probably because I told him how nice they would look if I ACTUALLY OWNED THEM . Hehe * grins slyly * .

At 630 , we met up with my mother and brother to have dinner at Aji-tei ( I think that's what it's called . Woops .) . Next , we carried our heavy tummies to Chinatown . It was crazyyyy , I tell you . There were so many people wanting to experience the pre-CNY mood . So much that we had to push around just to get to one part of the narrow street to another . No one dared to stop and browse through any of the shops , except for me , who got attracted to the shiniest of things that night . What IS wrong with me ? There was also this incident which NNSK and I found very laughable . Wanting to go up to the second level , we climbed up a stationary escalator . Whilst doing so , THE ESCALATOR STARTED MOVING . Unfortunately , it didn't move in a direction that was to our favour . It moved downwards -.- . The uncaring people who chose to take the stairs began pointing at the people who were on the escalator(ie: US) and making snide comments on how foolish we were . Sour grapes . At least we managed to get ON the escalator .

(Thinking of going to Chinatown ?)

This week :

The highlight of this week has definitely got to be the day when NNSK and I made our very own bowl of "爱心 noodles" at his place . Thanks to his mother , our noodles comprised of noodles (DUH !) , meatballs , crabsticks and minced meat . I daresay that I was the one who did the cooking while NNSK did all the eating . -.- .

( There's the mince meat )

(NNSK - caught in the act !)

2008-01-21T06:14:00.000-08:00

Due to demand ( by my peers who know me) , I have decided to do a post on posers the losers . Stay tuned !

p/s : I am not launching personal attacks on any particular person . Anything that seems to be directed to you is purely coincidental .

Sigh .

2008-01-21T05:26:00.000-08:00

I never was , am always to be .
No one ever saw me , nor ever will .
And yet I am the confidence of all .
Who live and breathe on this terrestial ball .
How loved and feared am I , how short , how long .
Far longer than the night , beyond the reach of every dawn .
(yay , colour !)
Blogging's cool . But definitely not when you have nothing to blog about . This blog is seriously going to stagnate if I just sit back , shake my malodorious feet and do absolutely nothing about it . So , in order to prevent such an occurence from happening , I've decided to ... do up a post at least once a week ! I promise , really ! (All right , at least once a month . Ha-ha . ) . Though I always have this impulse to blog , I never seem to be able to make an effort to . Now you might be wondering why I'm whining bout having nothing to blog instead of actually blogging . I cannot answer your question . In the midst of explaining why I haven't been blogging , I am actually digging deep into my cerebrum , trying to unearth some inspiration . Hell , it's not like inspiration comes from within me but ....
I FINALLY THOUGHT OF SOMETHING TO BLOG ABOUT .

There was this plump ( but young ) bus driver who got onto my nerves today ! When I finally lugged my heavy schoolbag up the bus , I had intended to get a seat where I could ensconce my huge bum on . However , not only did I fail to do so , I got ticked off by that bleddy balloon of a man ! In the bus , I was left with no better alternative but to stand at the part of the bus where the ezlink tappers were because it was so crowded that any attempt to squeeze another human into the bus will lead to the collapse of the bus . The driver then left his seat to tell me this , " Girl huh . Don't stand at door there . Got cctv and mirror , I want to see " in "perfectly accentuated" English that sounded as if he had to use a pair of chopsticks to force it out of himself . One part of me kept nudging me and reminding me that I should maintain my poise in the face of adversity . However , I ignored those reminders and rolled my eyes at him blatantly . As the bus continued to trudge along , more commuters got told off by him . Finally , an Indian woman , who seemed to be in a hurry , stood up , waved her fists in the air and said her piece , " No one can ever stand at the tappers , can they ? You're too slow . Hurry ! " There and then , I felt as if I could give her a big warm hug to praise her for showing such "moral courage" .

Sorry , if my blog sounds amateur-ish ( See , I cannot even think of a word to describe the "noobness" of my blog) . I seem to have lost my "touch" . Hmm . I guess this might be due to my company who keeps rubbing off Chinese on me . -.- .

Girlfriends - Lover or Terror .

2008-01-05T19:44:00.000-08:00

We meet again , humans ! I know it has been a long time since you last visited this blog because of my procrastination , which has left you with no new posts to feast your eyes on . That's why I've finally decided to stop lazing around and just get cracking with the post I have owed for so long . Actually , it's not that I didn't try to do up this post earlier . It's just that blogger kept denying my entry to my OWN ACCOUNT . Which is bleddy ridiculous cus it's like refusing my entry into my OWN HOUSE , which I have freaking paid for by myself using my OWN CPF funds . It's okay if you find yourself scratching your head because you just don't get it , cus I don't either . -.- I thought it had to do with my password . But after much searching , I realized that the problem lied with blogger itself . Apparently , it kept insisting that I sign in using some google account that I do not even own . Bleddy hell .

Girlfriends can be angels . That is when they keep texting you sweet messages that keep you salivating for more , shower you with so much affection that will overwhelm you so much that you can barely breathe , cling onto you as if you'll be the only pillar of support for them if the world were to crumble one day , whisper terms of endearment into your ear (Regardless whether it's the left or right ear . Makes no difference . -.-) that would make the toughest of males melt like butter etc ... Yes , they can be angels by doing all this itty bitty things that just anyone can accomplish . But when her boyfriend succumbs to her sweetness and delicateness , he will come to a point where he will do anything just to keep her by his side . And when I say anything , I really mean ANYTHING . When these "angelic" girlfriends have their boyfriends wrapped around their perfectly manicured finger , they would slowly , but surely evolve( Great , now my blog sounds like some pokemon shit) into blood-sucking assholes . Such girlfriends would be able to degrade the manliest of males into loser-ish sissies . Trust me .

True , love is all about embracing each other faults ( In this case , the evolved girlfriend's bombarding ways) and doing the things you do not like . If so , then why would people bother coming up with a word known as "limit" ? Limits do have to kick in . Some girlfriends think that love should be based on material acquisitiveness so she gets her boyfriend to get her the things she wants using his money ( Which isn't even his to begin with . It's his parent's .) AND I HATE SUCH GOLD DIGGING GIRLFRIENDS THE MOST. I'm not saying that it's wrong to pamper her once in a while because girls LIVE TO BE PAMPERED but what I'm trying to drive at is that - you cannot be with a person for the WRONG REASONS . If you truly love someone , you'll do it sincerely and willingly and not do so for what he can provide . Get what I'm sayin' ? My blood boils when I come across such girlfriends because it reminds me of how terrorizing I used to be as a girlfriend ( That I am not afraid to admit that Iused to be demanding and all . ) , but not anymore (: Hurhur ( *Wipes away the beads of perspiration that are formed on my forehead and stops panting out of breathlessness* ) . So these spawns of Satan will get so spoilt by their boyfriends' constant giving in that they pout and do all sort of feminine shit just to get what they want when they fall short of their expectation mark by just that teeny weeny bit . And the most bizzare thing is that these foolish boyfriends go along with their girlfriend's wishes without giving it a second thought . God , just what is happening to rights and self-love ?

Oh well , I LOVE MY NNSK .

Let's just sit back and hope that I do not morph into such a terror AGAIN . Let's just wait . Time will tell after all . Mwahaha (*Darth Vader's accent*)

2007-12-18T18:06:00.000-08:00

It's funny how contradictive we people can be . During the school semester when we are supposed to attend school every day , we lament the fact that the holidays seem so far away . BUT , when the holidays are FINALLY here after much anticipation , WE BEMOAN YET AGAIN on how lifeless the holidays are . This seems to be a never ending cycle that would repeat itself without fail every year . Are we furrowing our brows and carping for the sake of doing so , or are we complaining only because we are Singaporeans ?

Digressing , it was NNSK's birthday yesterday ! I think I sounded even more enthusiastic than him lor -.- . We watched Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium because we've already caught practically all the shows that are rated PG or G . He wanted to watch Warlords again but I put my foot down and told him that I refuse to be refused at the entrance (the show was nc16) . So , we went ahead with the Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium . Besides the fascinating toys which I swear we have never had as kids , the show was a complete disappointment . It had such a dampening plot and an embarrassing scene where Natalie Portman frolicked in the store as if she were some kind of cracked retard .
Then , we had our lunch in Fish and Co at AMK Hub . If you ever have an urge to eat "Philadelphia Fish and Chips" , DO NOT expect to find the same dish with that name any other branch because it would be known as "New York Fish and Chips" . Like , how lame is that ? We ordered Chocky-something as we thought it would be some thick chocolatey (I got this word from the koko krunch cereal advertisements and I've finally used it after all these while ! Yay !)
shake . BUT IT TURNED OUT BEING AN ICE BLENDED SHAKE . Our brain got frozen so cold that it could be a store for ice cream . -.- . When it was time to foot the bill , I thought that NNSK would go bonkers from the drink and start taking off his shoes to "foot" the bill by presenting his foul-smelling feet to the poor waitress who showed us the bill , but NO , he couldn't resist not putting on a charade bout not having money (which I bought . What a dumbo .) . -.- . On the way to the MRT , we were debating over this notion: This house believes that Nicole isn't an NSK . Guess what ? Opposition(me) wins . I AM A TRUE NSK .
Next , we went to play pool . He got owned by MEMEMEMEME in 1 out of the 5 games we played . It might not seem like a big deal but it's an improvement (: . Then his family (excluding his dad) came . I thought his mum would start scrutinising me from head to toe and shake her head in disappointment as I turned out being an NSK , which was a group of people that she definitely didn't want her son hanging out with . But she turned out being so chatty and cute ! I like her . She kept NNSK's cue cap because she thought it was a chocolate ! Amused , NNSK tried being funny (like he always does) by saying , "Chocolate huh ? Then you eat lar ." Which was mean . MEAN BEAN !

(Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium - was a disappointment . Credit should be given to those toys though )

Next post : Girlfriends - Terror or Lover ?

Alvin and the Chipmunks .

2007-12-13T16:03:00.000-08:00

The thing about not giving movie reviews ... Let me take it back =Pp . I live a contradictory life and I cannot help it . Sometimes , when I look into the mirror , though I see a female , I feel like a male . Kidding .

One's smart , one has an unsatisfiable crave for food while the other's cool (well , at least he thinks he is) , what's so nice about sitting in a dimmed cinema watching three bushy-tailed squirrels (oops , chipmunks , I mean ) talk ? Might as well buy three squirrel-looking stuffed toys , make one don a pair of spectacles , shove imaginary french fries into the mouth of one of the three and get the last one a red hoodie with a big "A" on it AND THEN turn of the bleddy lights . See , your VERY OWN "Alvin and the Chipmunks" in your VERY OWN abode, so there is not a need to go and watch the movie . See , that also saves you 8bucks !

That was what I thought initially . Until , I actually managed to drag myself out of bed and into the cinema . Reasons why "Alvin and the Chipmunks" is one helluva mooviee you musn't miss :

Jesse McCartney is the voice of "Theodore" ( the chipmunk in green) . Now , altogether girls , say "Awwwwww" . AWWWWWW . Who cares if he sounds the most feminine among the trio ? 8bucks just to see , or rather , hear JESSE MCCARTNEY singing christmas carols in his digitally enhanced , squishy voice WHILE acting cute is already considered a steal ! It's not everyday that Jesse stars in a movie sounding this adorable right ?

You get three squirrels dancing as if there's no tomorrow . Oh , and they can boogie . Woo lala ~

Unlike any other christmassy movies , it does not end with a "Christmas is all about giving" message. Who needs to learn the same life lesson every single December ? We already got that like , two christmasses ago , thank you very much .

Also , if it can get boys - who claim that they have more testosterone than we assume they have - divulging their deepest darkest secret about always having this thing for "kawai"-like creatures , why can't we enjoy this movie as much as the guys ?

In short , FIVE STARS !

The Rise of the Amazing , Yet Baffling Twits .

2007-12-11T22:06:00.000-08:00

Twits - How exactly do we define them ?
In my point of view , twits need not be your typical ah lian or ah beng . It is not used to describe a person's dressing or behaviour , but rather , it is used to describe the very way people communicate .

Essentially , when we interact with others , be it online or in a text message , we would type "like this" . We would spell our words as they were meant to be spelt , we would not use any Singlish and neither would we add in hanyu pinyin . Anything that doesn't meet these 3 criteria would turn out "lykk dhhis" . Although it takes a twit ( I'll be putting myself in their ultra smelly shoes .) to understand a twit , I have decided to do up a post on these amazing people .

Don't they ever get tired of adding on additional alphabets to words ? As in , can you imagine having to add in an extra "x" or "z" into a word ? It's as if they find words too short for their liking that they have to fill in extra alphabets of their choice . Perhaps , being chintzy , miserly people , they have come to a conclusion that if they do not make full use of the 160 letter limit in a text message , they would be letting their 5cents down and hence , their decision to put in more alphabets so that they may utilize ALL 160 letters .

Honestly , I think they're suckers . And really , really selfish beings . Because of them , people have to squint their eyes and place their eyes in all sorts of awkward positions just so that they can understand what they're trying to say . And because of this constant squinting and focusing , the lens gets abused and these people end up being short sighted screw ups . This results in parents having to drag their reluctant offsprings to the optometrist . BLOODY HELL and they think they're so cool screwing up people's eyesights . They must derive some kind of exhilarative thrill out of ruining other people's visions . What are they , sadists ? If "cool" is what they really want , I have one word of advice : get an air conditioner .

Nobody really wants to spend one whole fucking day trying to decipher what they're trying to say , really .

After much practice , I have finally discovered of a techinique that you can use in order to read what they trying - so desperately - to tell us !
1) Rub your eyes real hard and add a drop of eye drop to moisten your eyes .
2)Pick up a twit-ish text from any leading socializing website or grab a twit's handphone and read the text messages in her/his "sent items" box .
3)Put "Speed Reading" into good use by ignoring all the repetitive letters and place your own letters into any word ( that doesn't sound right) as you deem fit .
See , twit reading in three easy steps !

Okay , try it on this to see if it works :
Schools:
Smk Labuan, Attended 2001 - 2006, Class of 2007
Schools (Other):
ToYs sKul---S.M.K.L.... mY dReAmZ ScuL...---TARC
College/University:
Tunku Abdul Rahman College (tarc), Attended 2006 - 2006, Class of 2009, Other, kikilala
Occupation:
dREamz StUdEnT...
Hobbies and Interests:
pLaYbAsKeTB@lL N Dre@mzZZ..
Favorite Books:
bOoK jUz LeT mE aSlEepzzz....
Favorite Movies:
Funny N Blur BLur d~~~*
Favorite Music:
cAN LeT m3 gOT sWeTdRemZ D~~*
Favorite TV Shows:
caN LeT m3 HahAhA D~~~***

Disclaimer : This blogger shall not be liable if the readers still do not get what the twit is trying to say or if you get myopic despite following the technique .

Although twits do not describle ah lians/ ah bengs (aka ALAB) , most of the ALAB's that you can find would normally incorporate the use of such a language into their daily conversations . Hence , the twit language has thus become one major characteristic of the ALAB's .

It's really fascinating how a twit can understand a fellow twit but normal human beings like us can never understand them . Oh well .

2007-12-10T05:16:00.000-08:00

Hello , humans .

Seriously , I don't know why I've decided to resurrect my blog from the far reaches of the dead (Which was put down by some people who were too admandant to controversy. Pity .) . It might be because after reading all the blogs that have been established so far, I've come to a decision that I had to have one . It's something similar to shopping . You see something eye-catching that has been appearing and reappearing at the windows of most shops that you decide that you MUST have it . By hook or by crook . It's something that cannot be explained by words alone . Try browsing through all the blogs you know of . And .. who knows ? You just might feel this strange , unexplainable urge

A blog can have so many purposes . It can be used to describe the life of an individual who's desperate for attention . It can be used to rate movies so that potential movie go-ers would be more aware of what the next movie they should boycott would be or it can be used as a gateway for "no-lifes" to highlight to the world how good their other half is treating them . In my case ,however , I am going to use my blog as an outlet where I can voice my opinions on the ironies of life .

People often associate not revealing identities as cowardice . I beg to differ . We should change our perspective and look at it in a different light . What if there are more than meets the eye ? The ubiquity of defamers have left many fellow bloggers shaking their heads and pounding tables in frustration . No , wearen't afraid of these creeps who have no other form of entertainment ( Poverty , maybe .) . Instead , we tire of them . A standard practice of these defamers is that they would chose their victim and then set out to tarnish their reputation by leaving behind senseless comments that nobody really bothers to read . We , the bloggers , though unaffacted , would constantly give them gentle reminders that the blog is after all , ours and that these defamers do not and never will have a say in it . But instead of acknowledging something known as rights , the defamers would continue their task of defamation in a hope of condescending us . After awhile , my fellow bloggers , including myself, would eventually give up on this fruitless form of self defence and turn to a more feasible tactic to save our dignities - taking away our names . Coincidentally , these defamers would leave their names out "casually" so that it would appear as if they have successfully put us down . This , is what I call , cowardice - not revealing identities for the wrong reasons . Therefore , to determine whether a person that leaves out his/her name is a cowardly humbug , we have got to get our facts right before coming to a conclusion .

There are also a different genres of blogs . If you're expecting something like this ...

Today has been nice . I went out shopping with my gfs and deardear . So happy ! I bought a bla bla bla and dear dear was so sweet he bla bla bla .

OR

Life is sad , really really sad . I cut myself with a pen knife . Feel like dying cus he doesn't want me .

OR

Haiiyoshh . All myye jiiemeii menn niio tyyme ferr me . Shho iie sadd .

... then I urge you to scram . It's for your own good , really . Because this pathetic blog of mine would be too distasteful for your liking . (: . Better alternatives would be the blog of an emo(tional person) , a twit or a bimbo . Feel free to contact me if you need recommendations to blogs of such genres . I've got "lobangs" !

Ta !

"With great power comes great responsibility"