Very Very Cold

Fact of the day:
At least 80% of the Klang Valley working class/studying population had a pretty tough time waking up this morning.

Because it's cold, and damn shiok to sleep in.

And I was freezing my butt off.

And I don't wanna wake up.

Cos I wanna sleep.

And I'm sleepy.

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Whatever. Leave me alone.

My New Toy

I'd hate to admit that I'm wrong. But I'm wrong.

I have now joined the holy communion of the Dell Notebook Users. Let's toast.

I actually haggled with my mom to get her to pitch in, because I am a very sore loser and am not willing to part with my money, however little or much it is. So I sweet-talked her into it and she gave in, on two conditions.

1. I am not allowed to have a night life for three months.
No clubbing, no alcohol consumption of any kind, at anywhere, at anytime. Which translates to being surrounded by four very cold and solid walls. I thought I could survive this if I had the notebook with me, with which I can make up for my previous low anime-blood cell count. But it's only been 3 days. And I'm already bored. Not of the newfound baby, but of having nothing to do than finger my baby (which sounds quite wrong if you think about it in a certain perspective). This goes back to how wrong I can be. Sigh...

2. I must allocate 50% of my take home wages for savings for three months.
I am now poverty-stricken. And must survive on a bottle of water with two slices of bread. I'm pathetic. But I can at least buy a tub of kaya with it, can't I? Colleagues were teasing that I am all of a sudden a pauper. So much for calling other people pauper at one point in my very rich luxurious life. It's karma I tell you, its karma.

Hancock tonight. I see you when I see you!! =D

Japan: Shinjuku Cosplay

This is how they do it in Japan. In public. In the streets. For all to see, for all to snap.















Personally, I like this one. Just because she looks cool. If she's even a SHE. Oh, and the boots.







And this is one thing Malaysians find quite hard to accept. The overpowering make up. Looks almost demonic.



Even uncles come out to play. He has a mannequin head for a hat, live goldfish in a bowl as earrings.





It's very strange.

What The Hell Is Malaysia Doing?

Something is seriously very wrong with Malaysia.

Why are we giving OUR pool to Australians to train in? No excuse is reason enough. Where is the MAS Team going to train? Huh? Stupid or what?

They already have a 46-strong swimmer team. What? We want them to beat us at our slightest chance of winning an Olympic medal is it? Not malu enough to have Anwar vs Bodohwi Badawi crap splashed across the whole world's news is it? What the hell is wrong with these people?

We're probably gonna lose the event anyway, even if we had the pool. But for the rest of the world to know that Malaysia made such an undeniably stupid decision of willing our training centre to an evidently stronger competitor would be utterly humiliating. Next time people ask me where I'm from, I'm gonna say Addis Ababa.

Hancock Ooh La La

Because I am very ulu and don't know how to create an animated gif file of a stick figure of myself dancing, please imagine a relatively similar scenario of a pig and cow hybrid bouncing from wall to wall while holding pair of free tickets to Hancock.

Also imagine me Mississippi-ing my thankful bum at Nuffnang while giving the most disturbing, hair-raising sexy wink ever witnessed in the entire history of mankind.