This is a good one

You have to watch this one. This guy sounds better than some guy/girl duets man!

Special Announcement, 29/06.

I would like to wish my very dear BFF friend, violinist, pianist, driver, singer, shopping bitch, partner-in-crime, camwhore kawan, gossip chit-chat buddy ELIZABETH KUAN YEN YEN:


HAPPY
21st
BIRTHDAY
!!!!!

I wish for u to get bigger "cups" this year :P haha.....



[Inserts the normal birthday wishes bla bla bla over here]


my little gift for u hehehe :D


I've specially remade my blog background for ur birthday! The pictures on the left hand side signifies the '21 moments' for your 21st birthday. And of course you can guess the one on the right is my short message lah! hahaha. I hope you do like it and wish you all the best for this 21st 'BIG' year of your life yeah!



Loves XOXOXO from Melbourne XP

Number Eight

Huit, le grande.

So I was supposed to go to Seven tonight with Jelly-licious for the 'end of exams' party but unfortunately my eyes!!.... they just want to shut down like its being yanked down by some gazillion tonne Easter island rock that likes Gum Gum.


Moving on >>>>>


Well then since I'm at home, this gives me some time to pen (or type lah in this case) the clubbing post before bedtime. Yes yes I know..... this post has been long overdue but I hope it's gonna be worth the wait :P


Okay. Lets see how that night began shall we? Remember my second post about the outing I had with my course mates? Well yeah, after that we all parted and went our separate ways. It was until almost 10 when Stone (Jelly's cousin) and Jelly-licious decided to give me a call, asking me whether I wanted to go to Fix with them or not. Since it was just after my exams, I thought well its about time to de-stress and stop thinking about all the bull crap that's been running through my thoughts for the past month. Yeah so then I got ready and then Robyn (course mate) appeared on MSN. Asked her to tag along too since she was going back to Malaysia the day after. She casually agreed and we decided to rendezvous at the club's entrance in Waterfront, Docklands. I was a little late, you know me (driving-miss-daisy late). Gosh the tram that I took to Docklands (no. 48) was practically empty and I was like the only soul in there (besides the driver of course.....). Scary. What to do, already 12 a.m. mah. The tram driver was rather friendly and kind enough to announce where my stop was XP..... And so we met up at the entrance of Fix.....



12.something a.m.>>>>>



Was standing at the entrance..... then the bouncer asked for ID. I was like "Shit! Never bring anything out.... HOW!!??" Robyn got through, and I was desperate to find some way to let myself through. I showed him my Monash student ID (wtf like this will work.... right.....) then he said "I'm sorry but this is insufficient". Then there was this voice that uttered from behind me saying "Show him your credit card". So I mustered myself, took out the Visa DEBIT card shit-wtf-lol-debit card ah? lame-o. That guy looked at it, unhooked the rope and let us in but he slipped my card into his pocket (At that moment I was like..... cibai u.... but wateverlah the card has 0 dollars in it :P.... but I still had to take my card back!). So I asked him "Are you really gonna take my card? Seriously....." and he smiled back at me.....(fucker summore got time to gimme that hehe-i-was-fooling-around look). Finally, he gave the card back to me. After that ordeal, we managed to get into the club. Cover charge was 18 bucks that night.


In the club>>>>>


There were in total 5 of us: Me, Jelly-licious, Stone, Robyn and Pam
Two words: Damn packed. Yes the night was still young and Fix was flooded with a whole lot of midget Asian dudes and slutty, drunk "lala" girls (ok not my buddies, they're perfectly attired for the event and completely sober). The dance floor was even more packed than what I would say as 20 ostriches stuffed into a Brands essence of chicken jar. The place was separated into two main rooms, one which was playing RnB jams while the other was techno. I am personally a fan of RnB and have a strong hatred towards techno and those stupid jerks that fully blast their dim witted 40 watt audio system with techno garbage in their uglified Holdens (in Aussie) or Protons (back Home :P). Whatever I moved on to drinks after loosening up on the dance floor. Me, Robyn and Stone went to get some hard liquor at the bar. Ordered 2 lychee vodkas which tasted like what on planet earth Syrup BP and the Long Island which never came. Drinks there were just pretty substandard. Halfway through shakin' our booty, Stone's friend decided to buy us Tequila shots and we were like.... bring it on MAN! hahaha. Kays then you know the usual dancing and wierd people grinding ur ass like nobody's business happens for 3 hours until 3.10 a.m. when we decided it was time to CIAO. (In that 3 hours I noticed lotsa horny guys tryin' to groove with da girls and there was one that was particularly disgusting.... like he totally rubbed his crotch repeatedly when he was dancing.... prolly tipsy or wat lah I dun care)

L > R: Pam, Jelly-licious, Stone

L>R: Robyn, Jelly-licious, Pam

Omg. What on earth am I doing? Waiting for lalat to fly inside is it?

Look how disgusting the toilet is after a few hours in the club.....

3.10 a.m. or after that not too sure also>>>>>


When we stepped out of the club and went down the stairs, we saw this Asian girl sorta like whining, complaining and crying (like wtf?). She was totally WASTED man..... she was crying and asking the bouncer why she couldn't go back into the club (I guess its policy right? and when you're that drunk, I say it's about time you say hello to your bed). She insisted that she went in the club but to no avail so she called her bf which incidentally was also looking pretty drunk.... I guess its back home for those peeps (sorry hun :P) WASTED in terms of condition and money. HAH. Walked around Waterfront, most of our voices and hearing were gone.... heck I sounded like an 80-year old woman high on marijuana (but wasn't drunk at all?). So we cam whored and slutted around the fake white lighted trees which were a "See No Touch, Touch No See in this case NO TOUCH AT ALL!". Beautiful, looked like digital Christmas in June..... Guards and passer-bys were not spared of our camera addiction as we asked them to help us take fabulous shots :D. In the end, we came out all in all, still sober and not a single bit on earth wasted.... blablabla this point I am feeling damn lazy to type out any further and I'm gonna let the pictures do the crapping.....

Penjakuns posing with the lame tree :P

I have to say, the cabs are fucking expensive as they charge by the minute.... The total cost came up to 25 bucks from Docklands to Swanston (and a few stops along the way). It was supposed to be 27.something but thanks to Jelly-licious' amazing skills, we got a discount LOL.


CEHHHH my fingers, brains, eyes damn tired d!!!!! Time for bed.....


Till then, jumpa lagi!

Anniversary Message

Happy 1st week and 7th post anniversary
my dear BLOGGY!!



sorry this post is 3 hours earlier :P

Why does this always happen to me?

My washing machine BROKE just when I was about to use it.

BITCH!

wasted 7 freakin dollars on the laundromat which happily doesn't accept 2 dollar coins.

tooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot

ZZZWTFHJKLMNOPFKKKKKK#@$!#!$

Just my luck

Why
is
it
always
when
the
time
comes
you
need
something
so
badly,
it's
never
there
and
it
gets
WORSE?

just makes me wonder when will it be for me to finally leap off a building at this height.
i think i'd rather jump from a taller one, like the one in Dubai.





.....

this is hopeless. when can i book my one way ticket home?

You Don't Mess with the Byotch

Heyall. Another short update while still planning on what to write for my upcoming post (the clubbing one :P).

Yes today was quite an uneventful 4th day of my winter break. It was only until 6.30 p.m. where me and my friend, Retarded Merman went to Melbourne Central to watch You Don't Mess with the Zohan starring Adam Sandler. Was supposed to watch Indiana Jones but it was at 9.30 (fucker). Anyways, should I spill the beans ...? Nah, you guys go watch it instead. However, I must say this is a movie you watch when you're depressed, so bored-until-you-masturbate-to-keep-yourself-company, nothing much else to do or just want a good laugh to de-stress. The storyline is pretty vague and lame, but the whole movie is just hilarious to the point you think you're having TB for coughing after a hard laugh. Oh and before I forget to mention, Miss Mimi appeared in the show! There was a cameo of her singing well..... 5 seconds of Amazing Grace? and another part later in her dressing room. Yo MC, I just wanna say, your singing skills are crazy incredible but acting ain't your thang honey XP. Here are a few phrases or things that are memorable from the movie:

i) I just want to make the world silky smooth.....
ii) Hummus
iii) "Not that, the BUSH....."
iv) Mariah Carey (lots and lots of her -> T-shirts the most, songs and HERSELF!!)
v) "After I give this lady a hair cut and 'bang bang' "
vi) Israelis and Palestinians
vii) alot of naked(partially) Adam Sandler
viii) Haustralia (Australia and Mount Everest)

Hmm.... perhaps it's time I stop talkin' and post some pictures of the movie up:

Zohan. Ow man, was supposed to show the Mariah Carey 'Rainbow' cover T-shirt he wore :P

Another picture, this one while he was having dinner with his parents.

Darling DIVA Miss Mimi in da house!

Sorry for the crappy image quality. Took them in the cinema with my phone LOL. For more images, click HERE.





P.S. Missing my two slutty 'betches' so badly:

Mimi a.k.a Givenchy (muh dahleeng fatty girl)

Kiki a.k.a Stila (she's as notorious as Naomi Campbell if she were in the feline world.....)

Till then, toodles XOXOXOXOXO

GUESS who?

Sexy, simple, stylish, Straight-to-the-point, ABSOLUTELY fantabulous.
zomg this is so chique.

Self-made GUESS catalog photo promoting outdated 7-seasons-ago purse-saurus
GUESS please don't sue me

But I wonder who is she? the aura she emits makes the dreary, tarted product suddenly sparkle with glam and opulence.....

Of Genesis and Virginity

YES > my blog has lost its “Posting Virginity” with the official 1^st post from me.

I've been feeling utterly miserable for the past month and a half, sleeping at a relatively 'early' 5 a.m. for 4 consecutive weeks. Mr. and Mrs. Cerebellum up there distorted my thinking and melancholic emotions dominated my soul. I was feeling really down, probably just one of those PMS-sy moods of mine striking again. Or could it very well be the fact that I am missing home so incredibly badly that what flows through my mind is everything I have done in the past in Malaysia. I guess this is when I should open-heartedly admit to everyone that I am homesick. P.S. there are several other reasons I really want to go back home….. (mainly because its cheaper back home?-hey don’t assume because I said that I must be a darn kiam siap bitch lah!)

Consequently, my body's freakin’ biological clock time is mental right now due to my absurd schedule. To make matters go far beyond worse, its winter over here in Melbourne. Darn the weather here, it’s like the whole thing is controlled by some demented bimbo that can’t decide which climate it should be. 1 minute you think it’s going to be sunny, the next thing you know the dihydrogen monoxide particles drop on your head….. ruining 5 minutes of TLC to my hair. So naturally, my stomach knocks on my brain asking for food every freaking hour and I must say I've been binging on junk food lately. I won't be surprised I break the weighing scale the next time I set foot on it. (wtf….. eating Arnotts at 4 a.m. before bed time won’t make you fat….. yeah right!)

Shitter Pharmacy Practice..... you've corrupted me with all this rubbish!

I now look like what you see above.....

Whatever….. moving on to another major contribution to stress:

The finals for my semester 1 started on the 9th of June and ended on the very day my hard-pressed-to-form blog was created XP. After 2 weeks of internal stress build up, I must say at 12.45 p.m. sharp on the 20th of June, everything just abruptly dissipated from my brains and organs. I felt absolutely ecstatic when the exam invigilator announced "Please put your pens down and place your MCQ answer sheet and question booklet into your script book". However, I have a 7^th sense (yeah you guessed it right, way better than M. Night Shyamalan’s 6^th PATHETIC SENSE) that I am gonna get appalling results, so I think aiming for a PASS is considered a great achievement for me. Should have applied for special consideration – reason being that I am going through severe migraine possibly caused by major menstruation (WTF-ing-HELL).

Anyways, NEXT!

Just after the exams, we (a bunch of us drug dealers-to-be) went back to the city to have lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant at the corner of Russell and Lonsdale Street when we have come to a unanimous decision after a long time deliberating in the train. After a fulfilling bowl of Pho Bo Dac Biet, our ‘rombongan’ adjourned to Melbourne Central where we had Max Brenner’s for dessert. Shit, you see….. more donuts are gonna pop up on my already 7-month pregnant belly. Sadly some of them could not join us because they had some stuff to do. Okay I know, hush already. Let the pictures do the talking:(will get more pics later)

R: Su Mei, L: Jian Yin (from Taylors)

R to L: Kerry (what is she doing?), Daisy, Mia, Sharon

Yummy raw beef with beef balls Vietnamese noodles (the girl in the picture is Holly)

Dark Chocolate Mocha Frappe we had in Max Brenner (basically like Starbucks Frap but chocolate).

The frappe was served in an Alice cup, which coincidentally is this L.M.A.O. girl's name!!
JENG JENG JENG
***and she hails from CHINA too :P

Later that night, a friend of mine and her “jelly-licious” cousin ajak-ed me to go clubbing at Fix in Docklands. Since I sorta broke their promise last time, I had to make up for it and joined them. Managed to pull one of my friend from the same course as me along too. Getting into the club was an interesting ordeal for me as I didn’t bring any ID along with me but nevertheless I got in :P. The 5 of us were dancing like some SOH-POHs gila high on ganja or something hahahahaha. It was a great night overall, had immense and intense fun. I have only one word to describe it – AWESOME. (more on the ‘clubbing’ and the funny incidents that occurred in my next lame ass post. will get pics from friends soon.)

Lighted fake tree (cannot touch 1.....) in Waterfront, Docklands and the city skyline at 3.30 a.m.

Till then, au revoir.

(Gila post -----> 687 words, longer than my essay edi. No wonder my assessed essays are of such poor marks cos the marker’s eyes probably popped up and flew into a drain by the time it reaches the 2^nd paragraph…..)

Debut. 20/06

To my esteemed acquaintances, most treasured friends and future blog readers, I present to you:

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