Kat Von D's High Voltage Tattoo

I want I want I want!

Pretty please???

Christmas present, birthday present, anything also can!

As long as I get this.

Please please please??

*puppy eyes*

Self pity?

I'm hanging in there.

These past few days, I've been haunted by memories and thoughts about other people, movies and books that I've met, read and watched before. I consider it a miracle that I'm still alive and kicking today.

See, some people have the tendency to judge the children of single parents. They either grow up really rebellious, get pregnant, drop out of high school really early, do drugs or anything bad, really. Seems like these children of single parents could do no good other than bad. Why the judgment? Maybe it's your own fault that those children/teenagers only go bad because you expect them to be.

Since I'm a child of a single parent, I consider, as I said above that it's a miracle that I'm still alive(somehow) and kicking still.

#1 milestone
* 16 years old*

- I made it through high school and finished it.
Some of the people I met after moving to Sri Damansara dropped out of high school when they were in Form4.
I had thought about it before but I'm rather glad I persevered through it all and made it.

#2 milestone
* 21 years old*

- I do hope that I'm still alive when I'm 21.
I'm struggling.
I still am.

I wake up in the mornings or rather, afternoons, thinking what the hell am I still doing and going to do later? Only to start back at the beginning, what to do with my hair later? I probably spend an average of 5 hours a day worrying about this and worrying about that and after all that worrying, I can still worry about whether does the worry show on my face. -_________-

FML

I'm tired of putting a fake facade to the world. I just feel like hiding at home and not come out. And when it does come to that, I'm sick of being at home because of all the problems at home and I end up going out and when I'm out, I just wanna be home.

Maybe I should do that pathetic thing of checking into a fancy hotel suite, order room service, and then while I'm sipping champagne or whatever in the bathtub with all the bubbles around, take a straight razor blade and slice my wrists and let the blood seep through all the bubbles. Create a freaky scene. And of course, the hotel will lose some profit. And when I finish thinking about all of these, I end up worrying about who would be asked to foot my bill in that fancy hotel suite. See?

Fucking indecisive and fucking fickle-minded.

Ah. Fuck all that crap. I'm probably wallowing in self-pity.

*editted*
I just had to add this one last part. Why and what the hell is my point for posting this post up?

Scrabble Day At Tropicana City Mall

No. It hasn't started yet.
But I tell you, those "CELEBRITIES" better have a damn good time tomorrow! >(
Or rather, later in the morning.
The amount of cleaning Andrew, Ji Ren, Nicole and I did!
Phwoar!!
Crazy shit I tell you!

But it was all fun I guess.
Seeing JiRen climb up that ladder trying to clean the glass panel,(as if anyone's going to notice like that. I work there and I barely look up!)
getting his ass poked by the stick thingy and getting sprayed at with the glass cleaner
resulting in him screaming,
'AH NEH AH NEHH!! DON'T LA! AFTER MY SKIN GOT PROBLEM LA!'
And pictures of Andrew looking like the fleshier Hitler pointing out the spots Ji Ren missed.

HAHAHAHAHA!!

But, tomorrow,
I'm going to drop by TCM and when I do,
I'm going to walk up and stand beside any celebrity and go,
'WAH! THE WINDOWS VERY CLEAN AH!'
just so they know the amount of hard work we did.
No la. I wouldn't do that.
Maybe I would.
Maybe I wouln't.
See la my mood like how.

You see, nobody ever notices the windows especially those high up ones.
Therefore, who in the name of Merlin's saggy left bottoms is going to look up? o_O
Ugh. I'm aching all over.

Going to bed now.
Pictures will be up soon.
I promise I promise!!

Dysfuntioning and Horrible.

I am currently in Ipoh using my cousin brother's laptop to come online. Just an hour ago, I used my other cousin brother's iPhone to go online as well. Not bad I'd say. :D Anyways, I am here to blog about my dysfunctional family and why I hate them sometimes.

Imagine this. My grandmother, who is 86 years old, is a person who can barely recognise all 7 of her own kids let alone her 6 stepchildren and 50 over grandchildren and a couple of great grandchildren. You'd think that a family this big would be a happy one. But no. I detest most of them. Especially cousins who have fallen apart from their best-friends-forever-kiddy-days and who think they are so high and mighty that they look down on you. -__- Whatever.

But I pity my grandmother the most. The thing is, she's 86 and like I said in the paragraph above, can barely remember everyone in the family. Don't get me wrong. I love my grandmother. But I feel that her children only threw her this birthday party(that's just me) just so they could show off to the entire world how rich they are. Pfftt. I don't see the point there. Do you? She was probably so afraid of all the flashing lights from the fancy cameras of cameramen who my aunties have hired to tape the entire event, and the banging and clanging of cymbals from the dragon dance and lion dance. And yet, nobody bothered. As a matter of fact, my sister told me later on that after all her beloved grandchildren and great grandchildren took their red packets, nobody bothered about her anymore. She was left there sitting all alone and looking lost.

And then, another reason I hate coming back to Ipoh is because everytime any of my aunties lay their eyes on me, they go complaining on how skinny I'm becoming. Why oh why. I can't help looking skinny can I? -___- Mofo. It's not my fault.

Every event it's the same. Every Chinese New Year, it's the same. God. I love(not) my family. But too much is too much.

Even though I hate coming back for events like these, I still take pictures. More out of obligation than desire I assure you. Pictures will be up next time or maybe not. Maybe in Facebook la. Thank Dunhill for like-minded cousins like me who think that it is absolutely ridiculous to throw over-the-top birthday parties and how materialistic everyone in the family is.

Whatever happened to good ol' birthday parties at home, surrounded by your loved ones singing 'Happy Birthday'?

Facebook

As stated in my Facebook status, I am sure everyone will have something to say about it. For those who feel lazy, here's what it says.

"I feel fucking guilty now.
I ought to go back to where we went and give the cat a proper burial.
T______T
What's that?
Oh. My boyfriend and I just ran over a cat.
And I am not being fucking sarcastic!"

-Carol Anne Ng, 10 minutes before 2.53AM, 21September2009

Yeah. That's what it says. *sobs*

OHMYGOD! I AM SORRY TO ALL THE AHNEHS OF AMS, SRI DAMANSARA!!

The poor ahnehs were all sad and actually stoned when they saw what happened. Oh God. I can't get over how I feel right now.

IRKTZHLJRAL

twinnie, your half twin loves you.
and she's eating spicy XXL chicken in the store illegally.
HAHA HAHA ha.
i hope andrew doesn't see me 'cause if he does,
i'll become chicken while listening to the song 'somewhere over the rainbow'.
HAHA HAHA ha.

-ISABEL RUSSEL, TWIN!

My guest blogger of the day would be my twin, Miss Russel.
while on her break and running and hiding all over the place from andrew for fear of him turning her into chicken! :D
You might remember her from this post.
*clickety click*

Convert your smoking habits into REAL money!! $$$
Do it like I did.
Jacob's tin, seal it with elephant glue and when it's very light still and you find that you can't stuff anymore money into it,
you can borrow my Swiss knife and break it open and find TONNES OF MONEY IN IT!!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

-Andrew Lee, Store Manager

The new store manager who is really healthy and buff, all thanks to his lovely fiancee, Coco. (:

And someone who is really fun to talk to.

Listen Herb..we gonna hav ta talka bout ur invasion of my personal space,

see, where im from a grown man cant sit in no tub whie another grown man sittin n watcin him ok,

WHAT?!!!!

looky here PunK,dont go out n mistake my kindness 4 weakness.

C up on D block where... i come from,v dont hav no bathtubs we only took showerz

ONce a WEEK!,

now im sittin here lookin at u blowin bubbles it only mean u more slippery 2 me.

I tel u if u werent peaches' boifriend.

CRUNCH......

-Ling Ji Ren, one and only full-timer.

The lines above came from some movie he stumbled across. LOL!

CAROL DARLING!!

The one and only PRINCESS KATHLEEN is finally leaving her mark in your wonderous bloggo!

As I write this, JiRen is asking me if he will ever fet a girlf. Kacau giler!

Anyways, Carol, my love/sister-in-law/barista partner/secret lover/someone I tell my problems to...

I'm really glad I met you!

The world wouldn't be complete if we didn't meet!

You're on your break now and I have to proceed to the BOH!

See you soon! Like, literally.

LOVE YOUUH SWEETIE!

-Kathleen Tang, Sister-in-law,secret lover, etc.. (:

Kathleen, meowmeowbloopbloop, kettleleen, HAHAHA!

I love her as much as I love twinnie. (:

Very very long overdue post. (:

MASTER OF ZE UNIVERSE!

CALL ME MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE

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I AM BLOGGING FROM MY VERY OWN STORE!!


WEEEE!!!~



xoxo