Casual Friend 2

T'is Xi Ming, surname's Hue. Hm. How do I even pronounce them?

He's got a darn hip hand gesture... argh.... forget about hand gestures... Well, Xi Ming is a rather humorous dude, filled with jokes, not cold jokes.

He kinda remind me of some guy:

Yeah, Edmund Lim.

They both have the ability to talk about very funny jokes without laughing at it themselves. Cool, that's what I lack. On top of that, Xi Ming's jokes are like Edmund's, random and funny.

Best of all, Xi Ming's a little plump and hairy, very hairy. Does it sounds familiar to you?

Sorry dude, it was purely by accident that I had a sneak preview of your black forest... I wonder where else of your body has got more hair... Hmmm...

Casual Friend 1

Made 2 new casual friends/acquaintances today. They both seems like nice dudes so far. Let's talk about the one I've known first.

T'is Shawn, Shawn Goh Wei JIe. Wtf?! Another Goh Wei Jie, the third one in fact!



















Although he has got this "pls-bash-me-up" facial expression in the pic but in real life, he's far from that. Fine, at least until now he hasn't done it. I have noticed that whenever Shawn speaks, he has got this flair for sign language. He couldn't stop moving his hands about and don't get me wrong, I mean he's full of body languages.

First, he covers his mouth whenever he speaks when he's eating or at times when he speaks without eating using this hand gesture:



















Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to make a mockery outta him, I'm just impressed that a guy has got such a cultured eating habit, just like me(except for me being a guy part). But then, he even covers his mouth when he laughs:

Oh ho, that's great, that's what they meant by a mild mannered guy eh? It doesn't end here. When he talks, he sometimes points:

He even swing his hand from this:

To this:

Sometimes, like this:

Hoho, his hands gestures are sure cool. Makes me ashamed of myself as a female when the only hand gesture I know is this:

6th Job in the Holidays!

Sorry dudes, kinda went off my topic yesterday, switched to emo mode and wrote a poem in the previous entry instead.

I just hate writing poems, but I can't stop doing that. Whenever I write a poem, it's soaked in tears, my tears, literally. I can't stop crying when I start writing one, it really feels so sad, as if another Vandel died.

Oops, don't wanna drift away again. This's suppose to be a happy post, remember girl!

Okay, let's talk about me new job. I'm working at Robinsons starting from 25th of December onwards to somewhat 6th of January. And I have to say, this job is of no challenge to me unlike my previous job as a P.I, too challenging. But well, t'is good too. Let me tired mind, body and soul take a break from all the worldly nonsense.

Hmm, so far, let's see. It's been the third days since I'm there and I've so far been asked by 7 dudes for my number. Mmhm. Broke my previous record of 4 people in 1 month, lol!

This job seems fun too. Guess what I'm doing everyday. Yes, folding clothes, weeeee! This's so fu*cking fun, weeeee! It's just like my 3rd job in the holidays, that data entry one... What the heck. Shouldn't have quit that job, the pay was better. Darnit.

At the mean time, I've taken note that Robinsons staff has got a type of culture:
























The ladies here seems to love to litter toilet paper about the cubicle. Mmhm.

Ponderous X'mas

This year X'mas, it was spent between me and my ex-colleagues on the 24th of December(cause I'm working on X'mas). It was fun, really. A themed event, we were all supposed to dress up as students, wearing school uniform. And as innocent as can be, I thought it was just all so simple, ya know, just dress up in uniform lah!

But who knows, there's this group of people known as the cross dressers... Sorry dudes, can't post up any pics, cause they are a bunch of shy man-girls.....

Main point:

I really wonder what are friends for. I was somewhat disheartened by the fact that neither Hung, Gene nor Sya asked me out for X'mas celebration. Really, you couldn't imagine how sad I was.

Throughout the whole of the 6 hours of celebration, I was feeling really happy, and sad. Yeah, usual me. Always experiencing two or more emotions at once. Can't help it.

Cause that wasn't the only things that was in my mind. I couldn't forget the last Christmas.

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The Last Christmas

Last Christmas, last Christmas.
It all seems like yesterday,
Wasn't it?

The jingles and bells.
The givings and the receivings.
The winter and the snow.

All and all,
Love was all they sensed and felt.
Nothing be it there.

The thoughts ain't there
for who would have thought,
as none and none,
the Last Christmas as all it was.

Nothing had it seen,
for who would have thought
it's given and be sold.

Dangerous MRT Seats

There was a time when some complained that the new seats in the MRT station's unsafe.

I used to not see the problem. But now I know why.

Would she slide down and let Singapore experience yet another mini earthquake? Hm. Too horrifying to imagine.

No wonder they all said that the new 'chair' in the MRT station's unsafe.

Intelligent Marketing Technique

This is another blog which makes me more inclined to staying anonymous whenever I blog.

Look at this hot girl over here:

And here:

Even here:

Woot! The last one looks like she's naked, argh. I'm purely disgusted by her pics.

Here's how she really looks:

Nah, that's just her butt.

Here's it:

Or this one, but can only see the side view:

Hm. Maybe not much of a difference, she looks gorgeous anyway. Ho. Trust me, I ain't trying to kp her and she's one of my close classmate by the way.

What I'm trying to say is that it's kinda like a marketing strategy we see everyday, around us.

Eg. MacNornald's selling new item, let's say, Mega MacBurgar. In the poster, you really saw something mega or giant or whatever you call it. Thick patty, buns and all else.

But when the damn item is served, what you really see makes you suspect if it were a Barbie playhouse version of what you really ordered. By the time you feel kinda cheated by their marketing strategy and tried to lodge a complain that it wasn't what the promo poster promised to be. Then, all you hear thereafter, is a broken radio apologizing for the disappointment you felt and eventually, they would be re-introducing their company's policy.

You know?

That type where they put freaking small words with an "*" that reads:

"Terms and conditions apply"

WTF?!

Hmm. Conclusion; don't ever use a pic or pics that doesn't match who the hell you really are or look like in real life.

Good job girl, type so long an entry then only learn something so shallow.

The Unstable Bungee

We went for another round of job hunting today. The only job I managed to get for Sya and Fang was the Robinsons job. Kinda tulan at one thing.

I queued up for a freaking 3 hours for the first round of interview and another 2 hours for the secound round of interview before I even get this bloody job. And them? Immediately got in by my invitation. Wtf?!

Darn, I'm such a great friend to have.

After a few more job interviews at some places, we wandered our way into my "Lane of Memories", Clarke Quay. For Sya and Fang, it really seems like a novelty to them that they managed to witness people bungee jumping. But, after the whole 'viewing' session, we swore that we won't be taking another bungee ride, ever.




















See those men in blue in the picture? Yea, there was some cock-up before the ride even started. Mmhm. No bungee ride for me(unless you're inviting me over for a free ride).

Escort Gal Goes Online

Look what I have found online: http://premiumescortchloe.com/

In case you are too lazy to even click on the link, this is what it will lead to:
















Ooo, wooow, an escort service site~! But this ain't your ordinary escort service site.

What I mean is, usually, an escort service website is created by the escort agency itself to promote its services and escorts. Then, when you are ready to engage in their services, you call up the contact number provided in their website and they would arrange an escort to meet up with you in your desired location. Most of the time, the escort(s) you get is based on your luck.

So, if you are unlucky, you may get this:

Or this!

Instead, at http://premiumescortchloe.com/, you have only got one girl to choose from, that is Chloe, the web mistress herself, cool! An excerpt from her web:

"Welcome to my website, my name is Chloe, I am a Premiere Companion and Social Escort in Singapore."

Perhaps it may seems like a novelty in Singapore that an escort or a woman(if you prefer), has decided to so openly, set up a website to offer her services. But in Hong Kong/London, there is this counter part of Chloe, who is known as "Empress Victoria" :

The difference between Chloe and Empress Victoria is their sexual taste and openess.

Chloe seems to be offering straight and normal 'discreet services' while Empress Victoria claims to specialize in BDSM and it ain't for the faint-hearted.

On top of that, although Chloe has decided to set up a website, but it doesn't offer any pictures of her full face at all. There are only about 12 images of her body parts(other than her face and NO explicit pics though):

On the other hand. Empress Victoria is shameless sincere enough to provide many of her full face pics:

Well, couldn't blame Chloe though. Singapore is a place where sexually pleasure is often enjoyed among its people yet kept in discreet.

I hope it wouldn't end up in the headlines with aversion.

At the mean time, I'm just gonna wait patiently till I hit 18 21 years of age and call up JM-Elite Private Agency to get a hot guy to bang on.

Hey, wait. What if luck runs outta me that day? And ended up with this thing:





















Argh, forget it. I'll have to wait for Prince Charming instead. :(

The Golden Compass

I have watched the movie "The Golden Compass" with my primary school friends yesterday. Heard both good and bad reviews from my friends.

Did I mention the good reviews came from me, only?

Actually, I think that it was a great movie so far. But I couldn't help pondering over some details throughout the screening session. It started out like this:

Me: Eh eh.

Jia Yi: What?

Me: Just now hor, the Nicole Kidman's demon attack the girl's demon right?

Jia Yi: Ya.

Me: So hor, if Nicole Kidman's demon go and screw the girl's demon, then how har?

Jia Yi: !!!!!

That ain't my only concern. I'm wondering if vice versa, Nicole Kidman is screwing some guy, then how will her and her sex partner's demon react? Screwin'each other?

So let's say Kidman's demon is a monkey, a male monkey and if her sex partner's demon is a male cricket, then how the hell will they screw each other?!

Ello To All And Welcome To Ma'Blog!

Hello dudes, my alias is Mahorela(not the right time fer me ta'say ma'real name) and welcome to my blog. And well, this blog was set up due to pure boredom and depression.

Perhaps also due to inspirations from Kenny Sia, Mr Brown and Mr Miyagi, but more from Kenny Sia(if it were Mr Brown or Mr Miyagi. I would have set up a podcast instead, ha!).

To be precise, I'm now trying hard to get through the toughest period of my life after a series of traumatic incidents which happened during 2004-2007. I shall go on to narrate those incidents when the time is right.

At the mean time, I'm just gonna talk about random and boh liao stuffs, like now.

Here's a picture of my 'beautiful fingernails' a few years ago:











Great hands eh? And feel honoured, very honoured to be able to view a piece of me as I have the hatred towards photo-taking, always.