Scream

I want and I need to scream.


























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.

You should go for liposuction and die through the process.

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!

Great Day To Start A Week

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.



What a great day to start a week.

November Slumber

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.

Anyways, gotta go. Need to kill some homework.

Splashing Candies

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.

Family reunions, how touching.

lalala

What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger, not.

It only makes you number when another doesn't-kill-you happens.

Perhaps you might argue that that's the way of getting tougher?

Okay, I'm oh-so-tough right now. =D

Casual Friend 3

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!