No, not the little-bunny-horror scream. But the fucking-fiendish-fuck-you-in-your-face type of scream.
I swear I could also finish the scream off by kicking somebody's balls. But the law forbids me from doing so. I could only do it to people in my games.
These people just digust me so much that the best word around to describe them is "PHUI"! PHUI PHUI PHUI!
At the mean time, could anybody direct me as to where the Hell in Singapore could I find these:
Virginia Slims Rose
Sobraine Black Russian
Djarum Black
Swisher's Cherry Cigarillos
Hell no, I ain't buying Audrey Hepburn's dead body. I just want the long cigarette holder she's holding onto. Not the exact one, but just a holder.
Kids, note this: Smoking ain't good for your health. But I'm not a healthcare professional, don't take my word for it.
I have never had any biased opinion against fat people. Except for the time when we had to cross over an amazingly dangerous frail wooden bridge.
Okay, maybe another time again during my childhood when I had to play see-saw with this fattie. I was so afraid of ending up like what I saw in the cartoons.
Yeah, that's about all... Until recently...
There's this fat and short biatch who's been messing around with my life. Initially, it was okay to have this fat biatch as a friend. But... Oh well. Can't say much, ya know? This is a blog meant for public view, so... Yeah.
Still, she's a fcuked up daughter of a whore. Not only she's fat, she's also short, face riddened with acne and likes to act chio and cute.
And once again, sorry to all my other girls out there who's also fat, short and/or acne-riddened. It's not that I hold something against you dudettes, it's just that I hate her so much that I can't stop hating any and every thing about her, that lardy and disgusting biatch-whore.
Fine, 'nuff 'bout biatch-whore. The mere mention of her makes me sick and dulls my day. Fcuking piece of walking lard.
No amount of "eat less, move more" could ever help you slim down.
Ooh, did I mention that Christopher left his three kitties at my house just two days ago? And they are here to stay for at least, the next two weeks! But sorry, can't take any pictures for you guys cause those kitties seem to be extremely sensitive and hold a strong dislike towards camera flashes.
I know what you're thinking, "Just take without flash lah!" Oh, I wish I could but I can't. All three kitties are charcoal-coloured and taking them without flash is as good as taking pictures of void. Hmm, at least, I have my kitties with me...
So much for today...
And Edward, thanks for the dinner. You've been lighting up my days... and nights!
It seems that my flu/cold has elevated and evolved to a major cough. Proves that doing Shisha while you're sick won't do you any good afterall...
Therefore, kids, don't try this at home... or a Shisha bar near you.
Anyways, today, I think I screwed up my presentation. I'm trying to use my cold/flu, cough and sorethroat as an excuse but what really killed the presentation was...
Mr R bloodily messaged me right in the middle of last night at 3.02am, the very moment which I had finally fallen asleep right after 3 hours of trying to fall asleep. That !@#$%&. I'm pissed. Not only due to his action, but his "mindset" to even take the action in the first place. Don't wanna elaborate on that. But, a moron for once, never for life.
Then, Mr K called up during dawn. And guess why? Wrong number. Fffffffffffcuking hell.
I tell you, if my arms were still working, I'd head right up to the dojo the moment I hung up Mr K's call and break some fcuking tiles/planks/bricks.
My my, the days sure pass fast. It's already the third week of November within an eye blink. Haven't been too busy these days. Instead, I'm kinda buried in work to the extent that I'm sick, literally.
Initially, I thought that I'm just down with a minor flu and all I did was I took a day off from school on Monday. And I even went for an amazing race which required me to run around the whole of the CBD area on Tuesday. But on Wednesday, I started getting real sick. By Thursday, a whopping 48.2°C on my body temperature. Gosh, that's real hot. And I don't think I need to talk much about Friday and Saturday cause I'm just all sick and stuck at home.
Okay, maybe about Saturday night. Andy and Louise(despite my protest) insisted that I tag along for their Shisha hour. So, we took a cab down Arab Street and well, you guessed it, party all night? No. We just did some Shisha and slacked at a corner. Gross-est of all, Andy took the durian flavoured one... Yicks! It tasted real bad... I'm just gonna stick to my Cola and Jasmine the next time I'm there.
Today, went jogging early in the morning 8am with Louise around his Hougang area. Didn't really jogged, cause it's been decades since I've last jogged. At the end of the day, the jog ended up as a walkathon... Oh well.
But hey, that area sure has got loads of hunks and one of them actually went up to ask for my number! It's been awhile since anybody did that. Thus, girl, you still ain't rusty eh? Anyways, after the walk, went to Hougang Mall.
I thought we're just gonna go have some MacBreafast there and leave. But Mr Louise actually went into the legendary OCBC bank that Randy has been telling me all these while. Why legendary you say? Cause they give out free coffee and cookies. And Mr L actually went ahead to grab those freebies. But I didn't tag, I ran away. XD
For someone who could afford to pick me up with a cab early in the morning 7am, just to invite me over for some company could actually scrimp off so much. Kudos, Mr L.
Then, here I am, back at home, blogging to you guys.
I'm so darn clumsy recently. Like today, I wanted to grab some candies from the candy box but in the end, they all got "splashed" outta it. Don't ask me what happened. Cause the next thing I knew was that they were all on the table:
Now I can't place them back into the box nor can I just pop them all into my mouth. And it would surely be a great waste to toss them into the bin.
Okay, I get it. Let's not squander them away:
Sad candies cause they are untimely "splashed" outta their box.
But they are now happy candies cause Mahorela gave them a second life:
While I was working on my candies, I felt some hand slapping on my head, ouch! Gosh, Fair Lady(my mummy) saw what I'm doing and she ain't happy. She said I'm wasting my food and time. Then, she took one of the candies from the table and ate them.
That was one darn great move as we then made the discovery of the century!
Look, who's that:
It ain't mere smiling Ogre, ya know? It's Mike's long lost brother!
Look how shock and happy Mike is to find his long lost brother.
Hello readers, it's been long since I've last featured a friend on my blog. And today, I'm gonna introduce one friend of Mahorela to you.
Here, I present - Tun Kang.
Tun Kang says "Hi, readers~!"
Tun Kang is my new best friend. Although we haven't met for long but there's this instant initimacy between the both of us. Woohoo, don't get the wrong idea. It's just that whenever I'm suffering from heartaches, I'll call him up and cry over the phone. That's because I know my deepest thoughts and feelings are safe with him. He doens't judge me. At least, not in my presence or of my knowledge. At times, he also shares his deepest and darkest secrets with me. =) And I do thank him for trusting me.
Almost everyday, we hang out together. From early in the morning 9am, the first lecture, to the lunch break at 12pm, then the last tutorial at 4pm, until the bus jouney back home at 4.05pm, all the way through watching the last exciting 15 minutes of "意难忘" at some random void deck. To be exact, we spend almost 45 hours per week being together. Tun Kang is also so close to me that we both exchange links for porn sites.
Therefore, Tun Kang is a very special dude, just like you and me. But still, there's the amazing side of him which the outsiders don't know about.
He prefers hardcore gangbang and so do I.
Tun Kang likes to float in class.
Nah, I'm kidding. He just practises Hatha Yoga once in a while. In the middle of a lecture.
Sometimes in the middle of tutorials, he also like to make his head disappear, magically.
But poor Tun Kang also suffers from minor stroke and his face twitches real bad from it.
Oh, and did I mention that Tun Kang is a ladies' man?
万绿之中，一点红。。。
Most importantly, Tun Kang has joined Channel U's Hey Gorgeous!(校花校草追赶跑)!
So pretty please people, vote for this very... ehmm... well, just vote for him people! Tun Kang also said that if you vote for him, he's gonna reward you with a hug. And if you don't vote for him, he's gonna give you one big, deep and wet kiss.
All you have to do is log on to http://heygorgeous.mediacorptv.sg/hunks.htm(or just click this link) then, select "Ngee Ann Polytechnic" and access page 2 to cast a vote on "Tun jun kang". He's in the middle of the damn page, so you can't miss him.
Why the bloody hell are you still reading my blog for? Just go vote for him, please!
"I cant comment on this..." means "It's none of my business/I don't give a damn..."
"...follow your true feeling..." means "...go ahead and do it/just do it, don't bug me anymore..."
"I didn't mean to lie to you." means "Oops, I did it again."
A woman's gotta do what a woman do. It's the here and now which matters the most? Perhaps to you guys but, not to me. Or maybe I should adapt to how things are handled in this world and never to do it again my way? Ha. Hilarious.
It's just down to me, tobacco, alcohol and gun powder. All I require to keep me going. And thanks Little Ginger, you light up my day with your set of philosophy.
I wish to be Heartless. Not just any Heartless but, the King of Heartless.
Not too long ago, I learned something that isn't very new. I know that it do happen every now and then but, it happened on somebody whom I least expected of.
"Sometimes, people can be with people that the they don't like or love at all. So as long as that person is dependable and a good catch."
Yeah, haha. Thanks for the reminder. It's so gonna serve me well.
How sickly and insane this world can be. How wonderful it is to be still alive. You get to witness disgusting stuffs happening each new day. Numb, almost all numb. I could no longer feel much of this world. Nothing surprises me much, nothing pisses me deep, almost nothing.
Good, you're getting more detached each day. Keep it up until the day when you can completely feel nothing at all. This way, nothing can touch you any further and you will be invincible.
Today, I ran into my nightmare again. Coincidence, that's what they call it. But I didn't need that, neither did I want that.
Cold sweat, heavy breathe, vigorous heartbeat, I can't take it. I never want to see it again. Please, let me live the rest of my life in peace. Do not let me run into it ever again.
Is it coming back all over again? It took me so much time and effort to get it off me. Please, don't ever come back again. Go away, far far away, away from me. The fear is back. Sanity is leaving again. Don't, just don't ever.
Mahorela went "Coffin-watching" with fish beehoon gang.
The Coffin(2008)
"The Coffin" is a production made between Singapore, Thailand and Hong Kong and is directed by Ekachai Uekrongtham of "Beautiful Boxer" and "Pleasure Factory", which stars Ananda Everingham(Shutter, The Leap Years) and Karen Mok(Shaolin Soccer, So Close).
You know, I like the tagline "Tempt Fate. Cheat Death." At the end of the whole film, you know how true that tagline was. It felt like you had been "tempted" to watch this film only to have your money "cheated" by them.
That was the trailer which tempted me to watch "The Coffin".
This was the proof that my money had been cheated.
Start of the story, a ritual known as non loeng sadorcro (literally "lie in coffin, get rid of bad luck") is going on and is supposed to get rid of bad luck and bless all participants with good luck.
Then, you have cancer girl(Karen Mok) struck with cancer and heading down town to participate in this ritual in hope of a miracle.
Next, you have love-struck boy(Ananda Everingham) taking part in this ritual in an effort to cure coma girl(Aki Shibuya) from her coma(duh).
Miracle came and worked for both parties but eventually, strage things start happening to both of them.
The ending for this film? Just like any other typical Thai horror film you can expect of, a moral story at the end of the day. You learn what it is like to live life as a human being; you're helpless as ever, don't try to change you destiny, blah blah blah...
BUT, the not so typical Thai movie ending "The Coffin" offers you is that, you don't even fcuking know it when the end came. It's like you'd be asking those around you "Huh? Like that then end already arh?! WTF?!"
Conclusion? This movie isn't really what most audience would expect from a Thai horror hit. Sure, there is those parts which makes you jump outta your seat and pee your pants, but they were all too expected by a seasoned horror movie watcher. It's like when you wanna scare your audiences in a certain scene, you don't let your camera angle expose everything. Watch it and you'll get what I mean.
Most imprtantly, everything else got ruined by the ending. The ending itself was way too sucky and abrupt. That's why, I would advise people against watching "The Coffin", they should go invest their money in "REC" instead and I'll write a "REC" review soon.
Thus, go watch this movie when you have the extra bucks to spare or if you have a crush on Ananda Everingham. Speaking of that, I notice that he had been looking greater than ever with the new haircut!
Oh, look how pretty my anata Ananda looks even when he's freaked out. ^^
Goody good, 1st of November means the first day of November. A new month, a new start, a new beginning. How great.
Let's update what's been cooking since Thursday.
Thursday: Watched "The Coffin".
Friday: Watched "REC". Celebrated Halloween.
Isn't that two exciting days spent? Hell, yeah. It sure was. Although this year's Halloween celebration had shrunk to a small-scaled one, it was still fun and unforgettable. Hahaha...
Shucks, I doubt I'll ever forget about this Halloween. And Hongkie, don't laugh at my romance. Okay, maybe not mine. But, just don't laugh at his romance.
Argh, too much things had come all at once. My puny bird brain just can't take things so well within such short time. Dizzy, dizzy. I guess, that's all for today then. And what really happened on Friday was...
It doesn't make any darn sense at all. But but but, can you allow me some time to think it over?
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