Thursday, October 29, 2009
online application forms are my kryptonite
GGaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
kitty HATEZ online application forms!!!!!!!
*tears hair and shreds cushions in frustration*
they are so Bl****** repetitive
and I can't rmbr the answers to fill half the time
and have to go look them up which takes me ages
and then when i have painstakingly done all that
some stupid refresh action or some other link will interfere and my page will disappear with all my answers!!!!!!!!!!!
if not that, my connection will break as I submit it and it will be just as gone!!!
otherwise my browser will hang and i have to shut it down
or some other stupid glitch
AND I HATE ONLINE APPLICATION FORMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they are ******** long and i hate filling them in and they CAN'T BE SAVED
so when one of those stupid glitches happen all my entries and info vanish
AND I HAVE TO REDO EVERYTHING ALL OVER AGAIN WHEN I ALREADY HATED DOING IT THE FIRST TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Labels: Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
6:58 pm
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0 agnelet:
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Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Dog Trainer - Fail...
My dog only recognises food... haiz...
First of all, my Princess is half-trained... I'm trying to get her to recognise her name properly now but she keeps looking at the food instead of me when I call her... haiz... The methods I've been reading up online don't seem to be working... I don't really know how to train her without treating and she isn't all that into performing for hugs and pets... withholding attention doesn't work with Princess cause she doesn't seem to care either way...
Everything is complicated cuz there's that other dog interfering with anything I do... Her name is Creamy and I don't like her. This is because I keep feeling that she's not My dog - she's the dog my father wanted and forced onto us without bothering to do any of the training. I resent her presence and attention-seeking behaviour (everytime I want to pet my Princess that idiot dog comes and 'butt's her away). Creamy is also not properly house-broken. My Princess has been paper-trained since our old house. Creamy used to be fenced-in with paper-bedding as a puppy before coming to us so to her, newspaper is the sleeping place not the toilet... I haven't found out how to break this habit... Furthermore, none of my family members bother with training the dogs and such but no one listens to me either - so I have ppl giving different commands for one action, teaching the pets bad habits like begging for food and doing things like yelling at them and smacking them, or worse, feeding them when they bark - which doesn't work anyway and gets them more aggressive and is not conducive at all to training...
I feel that I need to separate them and re-train them separately before putting them back tgt again... unfortunately the two dogs object loudly to being separated at all... I need help that I can't get... I would probably need someone to take charge of one dog while I try to train the other... I need things beyond my means that I can't get - like some fencing and stuff... Haiz... dunno what to do...
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My #1 dog is camera-shy and The Annoying One is attention-seeking...
So I have pictures of the small dog but no nice ones of my Princess...
I mean, just look at the ones I've got:
Princess
Creamy
Don't be fooled by her cuteness
- In my book, looks don't make up for personality...
Labels: Kvetch, Mundanus
mon chef d'oeuvre
10:06 pm
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0 agnelet:
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Peanut butter cookies?
Spent two weeks buried in the HF dissertation topic.
Met Dr M at the BMA convention where we had lunch tgt and she offered assistance... Got lots of help from Dr M, finally sent off my first draft (Mon night 10pm) even though its
- ~4100 words instead of 2500,
- has an entire section written in point form,
- is missing one section which I've decided does not and will not exist,
- is lacking an abstract and conclusion,
- has quite a few blocks that need to be rewritten to avoid counts of plagiarism,
- is missing the diagrams and in text citations,
- does not have the references.
Looking at this list of Things-That-Are-Wrong-With-My-Dissertation
I feel that my supervising lecturer is gg to send it back any minute now saying, "This is crap. I can't read, mark or comment on this crap. Please scrap it and rewrite and save my brain from meltdown..."
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Met up V&J the same night I sent it off, and played late-night texas poker, which I was winning, and "In-between", which I sadly lost... reached home at 3.30 and slept at 6.30am - got to phase out the late nights slowly...
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Tuesday - Baking!!!Used my premade frozen crust to make an Crumble-topped Apple Pie
(as opposed to my simple apple crumble)
And tried out a peanut butter cookie recipe as I have been dying to do ever since
Experienced my very first PB cookie at Subway!Sentosa.
Ok, it did NOT work out. I don't like it.
There's a weirdness about the taste that I can't describe - like there's some kind of burn or something that lingers in your mouth after eating a bite. I can't figure it out... Is it underdone or is there too much Flour:Sugar or what?
Apple pie was just fine though I was too cautious - it could use more apple next time...
Usually my crumble has a bit of that weird burn-thingy too though much less pronounced then the PB cookies. This time it disapeared - and I still don't know why!!! If I did I could modify the PBs! D*@# it!!! What IS that weird taste????!!!!!
...alright, alright calm down... here's the pictures....
Labels: Food, Kvetch, Mundanus
mon chef d'oeuvre
8:51 pm
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0 agnelet:
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I've gone round the bend.... of time.
I'm waking up, I hear the dog bark...
...wonder how long I've slept... it's really dark... hmm, it's 8...
........huh? wait! If it's already 8 how come it's so dark? What's going on??!
A knock at my door... I open to see my mum in work clothes and ask her....
"Why is it so dark? Isn't it 8? Shouldn't the sun be up by now?"
"Of course it's dark! It's supposed to be dark at 8pm, ain't it?
I've just come back from work, you know? Not just going out! Are you alright?"
HUH??!!!
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Oh right, I couldn't remember at all till about an hour later.... I was up all last night... Even got myself bread and soya bean milk at ~11am? I think I slept at 12pm.... or thereabouts... Ok, so now i've gone round the clock without knowing it, my mum thinks I'm crazy... I'm 4 days behind my study schedule, nicely drawn-up timetable non-withstanding...GECC paper's on Friday... I haven't completed or started on DBIS (next Wed) yet...Right, life is REALLY going great...Labels: Kvetch, Mundanus
mon chef d'oeuvre
9:29 pm
__Mary Had
2 little lamb(s)__
2 agnelet:
gurl u mean to say u slept the entire day without even realizing anything.....That is something i cannever do and if i try my mum will come after me ..lol....
isn't that too much resting btw???Hehe...All da best for de examz gurl!!!Cya on fridae!!
Aiyo! TY!!!!!! WAKE UP!!!!
Repeat after me: I AM NOT NOCTURNAL.
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
Update!
29/08/08 8:15amYay! I really finished my powerpoint!
Sure, I'm 3-4 hrs later than I thought I'd be, but that's accounted for because...
I went KTV and dinner last night! :p
And, I redeemed a free partyworld membership card.
It's pretty and all gold.
*Yay!* Haha... I feel so naughty for gg out and at the same time
just a teensy bit smug that I finished it like I said I would... heh heh...
I guess I'm not so totally unconvincing to myself after all... :)
Ok, after reading this I should also mention that I haven't slept yet...
I'm gg to do that now. Kyehehehe...
30/08/08 1:17 amI took a ~2 hr nap ard 7pm... had dinner at 9+...
then I worked on the video presentation thing
Now I feel accomplished cuz I made a second powerpoint presentation.
This time it was the group one that the school sabo-ed us with. Due Monday.
I did everyone's parts too! And I finished it!
*smug*Stupid school. I was actually supposed to be doing my lab report
but have to put on hold for this idiot presentation.
*smouldering resentment**Childishness alert*It's not fair! We already presented then they suddenly say it's not counted and it's a bloody rehearsal presentation and we have to do it again in front of a camera! They only tell us now, a month after the thing is over and one week before they make us present! Why couldn't they just have got it right the first time? Why weren't we told from the start it was a video presentation? AAARRGGGHHH!!!*End of Rant*Labels: Kvetch, Mundanus
mon chef d'oeuvre
1:17 am
__Mary Had
1 little lamb(s)__
1 agnelet:
great job ty!!!
Itz my turn now to prove to myself that i can finish my ppt by tonight!!!Cuz i need sat and sun for the other ppt and think of possible qns that can be asked!!!
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Thursday, August 28, 2008
Do I smell like Cockroach bait???!!!
What is the matter with me?
What is the matter with my house?
I'm being plagued by these @##$!%$%$ things that come out of nowhere !!!!
I really mean nowhere!
Look, if I had my window open I could say they came from there but my window's been kept closed for days! So where are they coming from???
A fortnight ago, before the tonsilitis, I saw one in my room. It could have flown in from outside since the window was open. It was late and the household was sleeping. I saved myself by trapping it with one of those plastic boxes you get from buying takeaway noodles and the like. My mum taught me to keep one of those boxes in my room for such a purpose. Of course, she uses them on lizards instead. It was the first time I managed to do it and I felt really daring. I used a long broom to push the box of trapped insect outside my room so that I wouldn't have to hear it scrabbling about...
About a week after that, I went to the kitchen for a drink. I don't always turn on the lights in the kitchen since I can find my way around. I was just getting my drink when I heard this rustling noise. I though it was just a lizard since there's one that always comes to the sink but i was lucky that I turned on the lights cuz there was one crawling on the cupboard
right next to where my head would be if I was standing and pouring a cup of water. It just kept crawling about there and wouldn't leave. My aunt woke to visit the loo and found me hanging about waiting for it to get lost. She tried wielding Ridsect against it and succeeded in chasing it behind the fridge. I gave up on my drink then and went to sleep.
Just 3 days ago, on Sunday afternoon, it was when I was bathing...
There wasn't any sign of it when I stepped into the bathroom but just when I had my eyes closed washing my hair, I felt something touch my left foot AND I KNEW IT HAD TO BE ONE OF THEM!!! You can't imagine how violated I felt, being naked and vulnerable in the shower and one of those TOUCHING me when I couldn't see it! AARRGGHH!!! I just ran out of the shower in my towel, dripping water everywhere.... Lucky my brother was home and caught it. The worst thing is that I had no idea where it came from... was it hiding behind the toilet bowl? in the folds of the shower curtain? under the shampoo rack? or did it just fly in from the window right next to my head while i had my eyes shut? Now I keep the window shut when I need to shower.
Then tonight, I'm in my room on my laptop, peacefully reading and nagging myself to get to work on my powerpoint presentation when one of them flies right past my head on to my bookshelf! And my window's not been opened for three days! Where did it come from??? I don't understand it at all. I don't eat in my room so it's not like there's food here, The window's closed so you can't say there's opportunity - like ppl say, when they fly into the house it's cuz it's gonna rain - it would have had to crawl in from my bro's room under the connecting door. It flew from my shelf to hide under the standing fan and I had to wake my mum up to ask her to shake it out. She had to get up, come to my room, and she lifted and shook the fan, but nothing came crawling out! She thought it must have crawled out to my bro's room so she went back to bed. And right after she left, it came crawling out to terrorise me again! I called for my mum and she managed to chase it out of my room... Now, I don't know where it is exactly but I only hope it doesn't come back.
It's driving me mad! In a house with so many ppl, why am I the one who encounters them time after time? Is it true? Can they really smell your fear? But after these incidents, it's got so that when I see one, I'm not exactly scared out of my wits.
It's more like I'm thinking, "Not again! Why me?!!"
Yes, why is it I'm the one to meet them each time?
Where are they coming from?
What do they want from me?
I don't leave food around to feed them.
I don't leave my window open in invitation.
What is it I'm doing wrong that I have to be punished with their visitations?
Am I dirty or do I smell like food?
Can it be that I actually smell like bait?
Are they attracted to me just for being me?
What must I do for them to leave me alone???
Help! Can someone save me from this plague???
I'm driving me crazy! Wondering when's the next attack, not knowing if I'll be safe to sleep at night even with the windows shut. Do I really have to seal the space under the doors with newspaper? Will I be safe even then or are they already lying in wait somewhere in my room? How do I escape from this waking nightmare???!!!
Labels: Kvetch, Mundanus
mon chef d'oeuvre
1:05 am
__Mary Had
1 little lamb(s)__
1 agnelet:
its the spirit of that thing haunting u! beware! "P
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
Tonsilitis is no piece of cake...
Alright.
I've decided to declare Monday, Aug 21, as the official day I recovered from tonsilitis.
Timeline:
Thursday, Aug 14 - I went "jogging" in the early morning
Friday afternoon - My muscles ache but that's to be expected from exercise right?
Friday night - It seems that isn't so. I'm feeling sick. Running a fever.
I have the ability to tell if i'm actually having fever even when the thermometer shows a normal range of temperature. This is true and I'm not bluffing even tho my mum thought I was and that 37.4 is not fever. In this case, it was borne out as I spent the next 4 days in bed with fever running on and off reaching 38.7 degrees. See, I know when I'm sick.
Tuesday morning, I stopped sleeping the whole day in bed,
waking only to take panadol, finishing an entire palette when I tot on friday night that a couple or at most three would be enough to get rid of the fever, having wasted my weekend. And I found that I wasn't done being sick yet. My throat hurt to swallow and I spent the next couple of days feeling hungry but unable to eat cuz it hurt to do so. :(
Wednesday, I was convinced that I would starve to death cuz I felt like I was starving but I couldn't eat anything. Plus my mouth felt dry all the time but drinking water hurt just as much as eating food. :'(
Thursday - I gave up and went to see the doctor who diagnosed tonsilitis, gave me lozenges, antibiotics, cough syrup and flu pills.
Two more days of pain and moping followed.
By Saturday, I felt quite sick of porridge and soup which was all I could eat for each meal the past few days. My favourite milo tastes weird. But I could drink water now at least. :)
Finally on Sunday, I found that I could eat noodles with a minimum of pain and I didn't need the lozenges anymore. I also could eat bread when I dipped it in milo.
Monday - I Declare that I can eat proper food now!
I can eat bread and rice and I don't have to eat porridge anymore!
Did you know mooncakes taste great? And bak pau! I feel like eating cake too but I don't have any at home. But I can buy on Tuesday. :)
(Every Tuesday, my aunt goes shopping at NTUC. I follow her sometimes and buy food.)I'm free of tonsilitis! Yay! :D
So, this concludes the synopsis of my week of sickness. The End.
Labels: Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
2:18 am
__Mary Had
1 little lamb(s)__
1 agnelet:
Omg. Poor you. Glad you're feeling better. Yup. And I'll leave you to your studies. 24th sept we mid way into our mid semester break. Can meet up then. :D Jiayou!!!!
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Saturday, June 14, 2008
Finally made that step...
I have cut off my Neopets account!
I deleted all the links from my favourites and just to make it really really final,
gave my 1 200 000+ NP away to my two cousins...
plus my entire account really...
....the stocks, safety deposit items, plot prizes.... *sob sob*
....but, at least, at last,
....I'm free of that bloody brain-rotting addiction now... *sob some more*
...and now this means I got to start reading those online course notes
since DPS is done and I got no more excuse to put it off....
Waaahhhh........I don't want to do it......
cuz mi study means sitting down and reading the whole book of text
continuously for 3 days per book.... I'm totally killing off my "social life"....
not that I'm all that social in the first place.... (-_-")
but then it means I gotta stop my ff reads and anime as well....
*cries copious rivers of tears*
haiz.... it's just too cruel - studying for me means going cold turkey on
everything that makes me tick, all at the same time....
*runs out of tears so starts heaving loud depressing angst-topped sighs*
*Lament of emo angst:(To be loudly recited with hands wringing and much clutching to breast. For best effect, volume must be of a level to be heard halfway across the state and a scented hankerchief, strong enough to knock out a rhino, should be used as prop.)"Oh Cruel World! Why must you try me so!
Would mind-numbing diligence be insufficient
that you must take my joy in life as well?
Why do you reward my industriousness
with the withdrawal of the simple pleasures I have?
It is inequitable! It is unjust!
That the very act of industry means to be
the divestment and utter privation of my petty entertainments.
Oh, woe is me! Woe I say and I say again WOE!"
- P.S. The rhino strength is important. So is the clutching. *Labels: Entertainment, Kvetch, Poetry, Random thoughts
mon chef d'oeuvre
11:28 pm
__Mary Had
2 little lamb(s)__
2 agnelet:
Yoz! Wah, you suddenly update so much. Nope didn't receive email notification leh. But no worries. I like to blogsurf so I'll check out new posts when I drop by. :D
yo! hope you're doing well. u hvnt been updating much. :) will miss u for tmr's outing. take care!
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Monday, June 09, 2008
Reflections = Confessions... Man, I'm glad I'm not Catholic...
I hate Reflective Statements!
Do you know how much effort I put into NOT looking at myself?
You know that's because it's not a pretty sight... positively ugly....
And before you refute that please remember that everyone has masks... for parents, for friends, for relatives, for different
groups of friends etc. ... It's a survival mechanism. It doesn't mean I'm a fake person or anything. Cuz each mask is also a part of me, just not all.... and, I'll stop with the defensiveness now...
And now I have to do it for an assignment...
and one of my character flaws is that if I'm going to do it I'm going to do it thoroughly - this is a flaw because doing a 500 word reflective statement has become a complete overhaul of my worldview - a psychoanalysis of myself and my motivations.... and after all I've done to avoid it too.... I'm gonna have to work much-ly to forget about all of it and clean up the mess after...
Of course, what I actually end up excerpting for the statement is not going to be nearly a fraction of what I'm eventually going to have on my hands (maybe one line of actual content, padded up to make 500 words)... It feels much too dangerous and invasive to expose pieces of myself to some maybe-not-so-idiot marker who doesn't know me and leaving myself vulnerable to anyone who reads it... I'll keep all control of and power over myself
to myself thank you very much...
I am not looking forward to tearing myself to pieces and giving bits of it out at all... and of course, with this stupid thing I have for recognition and that hunger for approval bit, having actually written something out on paper makes me have this bloody urge to have someone read it but then I can't. Have anyone read it, that is. Cuz it's too dangerous and intimate and IT'S BLOODY PRIVATE! and I'm still procrastinating...
And if I'm being honest, I know I needed to take this step and I could say they made me do it but I also know that even now there are many things about myself that I really do need someone to make me do. I've been doing this on and off for three days now... that means maybe 5 min a day... so I've only got about a page worth of crap...
(which I have to hide each time my mum walks into my room... and she wonders why I like keeping my door closed...) and I feel like feeling nauseaus - i.e . I wish there actually were visible/physical effects of the way a bloody paper soul mirror in my own hand makes me feel...
I believe this is how "troubled kids" start taking up cutting... *Note* rmbr to keep knifes away for the next few weeks...I'm quite sure I have Peter Pan Syndrome... Isn't that what they call not wanting to grow up?
If Ignorance is Bliss, is Blindness a Blessing?
Sometimes I see things that are not there
Sometimes I don't see the things that are there
Sometimes I see all too clearly but
Most times I'm just not looking in the right direction
Sometimes for the sharpness of clarity,
I don't want to see so I don't turn to look
Sometimes it's good I don't remember all I see,
and also not so good I can't remember what I've seen. Because -
Sometimes what I remember is what I want to forget
and what I forget is not what I don't want to remember...
~~~chrmystrlIn case you don't know, half the things in my head have been left unsaid.
Bet you don't know why I wrote this too.....
ok, unless like maybe you're a shrink or psych student
and it's your job to decipher this sort of half-msg-thingies....
I'm crazy. That's why I talk to myself.
This is a coping mechanism not a symptom.
And I'm being random again. And I'm rambling.
And, it seems the word "and" has become my favourite word.
~~~ I'm just so full of shit. ~~~Ok, it is the 12th of June and I have finally completed the reflective thingy.... So I come back to this post and just think, "I am
such a drama queen..." But it seems I was really angsting 3 days ago and this account was highly exaggerated. Must have smtg to do with all that depressing introspection... I didn't go through with the complete overhaul thing either - did quite enough of it as it is and then just gave up on it already.... I am bloody well gg to burn the "paper soul mirror" just so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands... Plus my draft sounds like a blog entry.... (maybe it's meant to - that's just the way I talk?).... the final draft sounds all chopped up though, cuz I had to shorten it to fit the 500 word limit....
Labels: Kvetch, Poetry, Random thoughts
mon chef d'oeuvre
10:45 pm
__Mary Had
2 little lamb(s)__
2 agnelet:
hey thr.....finally i m seeing it..sorrie went out wid frenz yesterdae!!!
Dun tell me u're being traumatised by writing a reflective statement...it seemed to me liek that...I m glad u r through wid it and an concentrate on otha stuff....
I truly enjoyed ur poem...Can I add it to my favourites, if u dun mind???
Cheers,
Jassie
Yo! Haha... you caught that? ya, the reflection was a traumatising experience... haha.... you know they postponed our class again? Now we start on the 23rd... :p
You like my poem? Thanks! Haha... favourites? what do you mean? watever it is, I don't mind.... :)
~ty
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Monday, April 07, 2008
News! Exciting! .... - NOT...
The spider-momma is dead... curled legs and all... and half the babies littering the floor of the container... half are still skittering about tho... we are only gg to throw when they all keel over... too much risk of flattening the box and letting them out otherwise...
There is homework to be done. Group work to be discussed. Test to be prepared. And yet, I can't bring myself to care.
And I think there is definitely smtg wrong with requiring 10-12 hrs of sleep a day. When do i get to
do stuff if my eyes are closed and I'm dead to the world half the day?
Here. I'm just bitching.
Please politely avert your eyes (look away) from the train wreck of my life:
I shudder to think what my future working life is gonna be like. Wake at 7. Go work at 8. Come home at 6. Sleep at 7. Wake up at 7. WTH? This is totally NOT normal ok? I'm gg to have no life whatsoever between sleeping, travelling and working! What's gonna happen to my plans? All the things I wanted to do?? I'm defective I tell you! This model should be scrapped and sent back. What the hell is wrong with me? bleah... I suck. I'm never gg to start driving... I'll kill ppl, falling asleep at the wheel... That's lethal, you know. I'm lethal... Why would anyone ever put a weapon as dangerous as a car in my hands I ask you? I suck at life and I'm lethal.Labels: Censored, Kvetch, Mundanus
mon chef d'oeuvre
2:05 am
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
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Saturday, March 22, 2008
Do Not Touch... what does not belong to you...
DO NOT TOUCH the items in the YELLOW BASKET
without Express Permission!
I do NOT appreciate STRANGERS Helping Themselves to my Personal Stuff! If you have absolute need of anything KINDLY have the Courtesy to Introduce yourself and ASK! This is not a Public Toilet no matter what the door sign may lead you to believe.
Signed, TY
(otherwise known as JR's elder sister)
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Yes. I know I'm crazy.
Anal retentive and touchy are good words too.
But I do NOT like knowing that other ppl whom I don't KNOW are pawing through my things. Yes, you may be friends of my brother's and he's said you can use the bathroom - to *ahem*
bathe, of all things! - but
I do not know you personally and you are not
my friend.
Bathing at a friend's house while his family is in residence is enough of an invasion of privacy, do you not have the manners to leave alone things that are separated in a basket
and half-covered with someone else's towel
and clearly marked with a girly hair-tie on top as NOT my brother's? Not only that, you use the
personal items that I have put there for myself?
(Girls, think of the most personal, disposable items that we have to use. Yes, it was a girl who used up my that. My brother's friend. Bathing at my house. And left her rubbish in the toilet wastebasket instead of throwing it in the kitchen dustbin downstairs.) Though I think it was a guy that stole my facial foam and let all the air into the tube so I had a hard time squeezing the foam out. Look, if you're so pampered that you can't use my bro's Biore facial foam that's
inside the shower stall with you instead of digging for my Shokubutsu in my basket
on my towel rack, you can bloody well bring your own or else don't bathe at other ppl's house!
STOP TOUCHING MY THINGS! AND LEAVING THEM IN DIFFERENT PLACES FOR ME TO FIND JUST TO LET ME KNOW THAT SOME STRANGER HAS GOT THEIR HANDS ALL OVER IT! IT'S CREEPY ALRIGHT?! I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU AND I BOUGHT THE THINGS FOR ME TO USE NOT YOU! I NEVER SAID YOU COULD!Labels: Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
4:01 am
__Mary Had
1 little lamb(s)__
1 agnelet:
woah!! definitely creepy and rude!! yucks!! Go ahead n give ur bro friend a talk!!
^^duanz
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Thursday, February 28, 2008
Bloody pissed!
I'm bloody pissed right now!
The stupid apple crumble turned out even worse than the first try!
It's the wrong colour, the apple syrup burned on the sides of the glass dish, the apples turned to mush and tasted sour. AND I burned a cloth.
At least the first time, the colour was right,the apples stayed chunks and the apple filling was sweet even though I had to drain it off.
And I didn't burn anything.
Wth is going on!!!
Now I'm pissed cuz if I wasn't, I'd be crying.
And my aunt said: "Da-sao's doesn't look like that."
Hello!?? NOT helping.
I don't know if that's meant to console me or whatever cuz I certainly don't understand why she needs to tell me something that I am already preternaturally aware of ...
And my popped blister looks all bloody after I took off the plaster.
I don't know why but it stings a bit and I'm not sure if I should plaster it again...
Labels: Food, Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
1:19 am
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Life is not gg well at the moment...
To-do list:
- POSTER
(
Months to do it but no one bothered. Last minute and it's still incomplete. Wonderful.)
- CB lab-based test on lipoproteins (Great. Fun. Joy. *sarcastic*)
- CB lab report on aspartate transaminase (Yay. Fun. *sarcastic*)
- PY lab report on haemostasis (should be fun - for real.)
- Poster Presentation (
Incomplete!!)
...all in the same week.
RENOVATIONS : I'm wiped. Been sleeping late as usual - like 6am but have to wake up early to open door for contractors and end up having to stay awake while they are here. Feel like
sai. So tired can't think straight. Was planning to sleep my fill today and wake up at 4pm to do part of the CB, then after school come back and finish the thing hook or by crook b4 I go to bed. S-kar-ly the contractors come at bloody 9am and I have to get up after like 3 hrs of sleep and now I can't go back to sleep cuz i'm watching the house, you know? And, those carpentry type tools are Noisy.
Can't even see straight to read the lab manual. Can't do the bloody report. Goes without saying trying to study for the bloody test is a lost cause. Been like this since last Monday. One week of this bloody torture. Can one die of sleep deprivation?
Why do I have to be the one to wake up? My bro's here and sleeping like a bloody pig, keeping the same hours as I do, AND he doesn't have school! Oh ya. Maybe cuz he broke his foot. On Purpose. So that means he gets to Sleep... P.S. The house is a mess. It's driving me nuts that things aren't where they should be but piled all over the place. I have a routine -I'm a terrible creature of habit. Changing stuff makes me crazy. I can't get anything done
RIGHT.
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mon chef d'oeuvre
11:07 am
__Mary Had
3 little lamb(s)__
3 agnelet:
wow! sounds like u will be enjoying a brand new designed room and home!! invite me to ur hse when u r done :P *a bit thick skin*
n yar, sounds unfair that u gotta do all e jar-ga even when ur bro's at home. ur parents pamper ur bro too much loh.
i noticed u invite me to battle... dun really know how to battle, but will accept the challenge and play with u after exams (4/12). look forward to it!!
Haha! I more thick skin sia... Looking forward to showing off 'k. But now too busy lah, must wait until finish everything first...
Wat battle? Is it facebook? I think you can don't bother lah... I anyhow send one... Not really into the whole facebook thing... waste time sey...
Can't wait to finish this busy period. Maybe will have time to meet you peeps for a breather b4 I gotta start studying for yr-end... See how first. Will contact. Must reserve time for me hor... :p
oh, i mean the battle u invited me on neopet ^^
haha! u free the comming thurs? wanna watch enchanted with irene and sumi?
heez!! sure mus invite me to ya open hse worz!!
Give lamb to Mary
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Renovations...
I have a beautiful new cupboard with display shelving, custom attached long table, bed feature also attached, with storage drawers underneath and cushioned head-and-side-boards to lean against. I am having my wall feature painted with my high-difficulty specially-chosen four-colour stripes... BUT, while I'm very excited about it, it means that I'm living in dust and paint fumes for the time being.... haiz... inconvenience is a fact of life... everything has a price...
The Wall
Monday the carpentry team installed cupboards, shelves, beds and tv wall features in a whirl... Tuesday, windows were installed in the master bedroom, work continued on cupboards and things, my bro's new shelves got glass doors...
Wednesday, one whole day of painting... I was moving heavy boxes of books out of my room the whole morning so that the old bookshelves could be moved for them to get at the wall...
Unfortunately, they put the shelves in front of my wardrobe and i couldn't get at my clothes and bags and things out when i was getting ready for school. I had to squeeze and pull the clothes that i could reach from the small openings not blocked by bookshelving. Lucky D helped me move the shelf abit so I could get my jacket. Now my room reeks but for the sake of my special painted wall I'm probably gg to have continue to endure it long after the rest of the household is completed cuz it's gonna take them a long time to finish mine... Glad that there's no school tomorrow so I won't have to pull another contortionist act to get at my apparel...
~One more day of slogging through the neopets games to make the most of the one-week 5x max special... I'm so lame...~Labels: Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
12:08 am
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
Give lamb to Mary
Saturday, November 17, 2007
**c**oaches... eeeeeeeewwwww
My father will bloody well drive me nuts one day.
First of all, he refuses to catch the stupid things when they attack me. Isn't that what fathers are supposed to do? Catch creepy-crawlies for their daughters? He'll indulge my mom's and my brother's hysterics over lizards but he refuses to catch c-*those* things for me. And when i say hysterics, my mom's really are. We get bloodcurdling screams out of the blue that make the whole household jump, no matter where you are in the house.
Now, I firmly state that I do *not* scream when a c- *one of them* attacks me. I squeal. Or shout. Softly. I do *not* wake the dead. You do not hear me from the next room. I simply run away to where my mum is and tell her that there is a c- *that* in my room. My Bloody Father not only refuses to catch them but spends the next five minutes complaining about me making a fuss. He says I scream and jump for nothing. AND JUST NOW HE SAID HE HATED IT BECAUSE IT WAS SO
ARTIFICIAL. WTH? You complain I make too much noise. I don't scream and you complain I'm so artificial? WTH is that? In the first place why would I be pretending to a phobia I don't have?
I think the bloody things are disgusting as hell. They are ugly as sin. Those hairy legs and wavy long feelers give me the creeps. The flying ones are even worse because they're so
mobile and have the terrifying potential to land in your hair. Just talking about them makes my skin crawl. Even the name of that detestable insect is hateful. I don't even like pictures of the thing. Like the one in my Pri 3 student's science textbook? Or the eyesore of a bus adverstisement for Baygon? I just try not to look at them. I let my eyes slide off or stop focusing and look at something else instead.
I don't understand why my Bloody Father thinks I'm pretending to be scared of the stupid things. You think I like being chased away from my precious laptop by a disgusting insect? So he refuses to catch them - one might almost think he objects to them himself(except that I've seen him catch them before) - but can't he just have the decency to shut up about it? No, he has to spend the next few hours harping on about "Just a stupid ** why must scream and jump about?" and telling me to shut up about it and saying I'm so fake. AND I've established, I DO NOT scream OR jump. I only apply a strategic retreat. He doesn't belittle my mother's fear of lizards when she really
does scream. What's his bloody problem with
me?
Grrarghh. Why can't I have a normal loving father who defends me from scary things? Where's my hero figure? I've heard that fathers are supposed to dote on their daughters more. Is that a myth? Or just happening in some other reality
where I'm not included?Sometimes when I see my old baby pictures, or the way he acts with the two dogs we have, I wonder if he only was interested in playing with me as a child because I was 'cute' then. (He's totally biased towards the younger dog and always scolds our first dog Princess when the small dog had been harrassing her in the first place.) Now that I'm all grown up I'm not a cute little kid to play with any more so all he's interested in is scolding me, complaining about everything I do, finding more things to pick on.
Sometimes, in my more charitable moments, I think it 's because he doesn't know what to do with me as a young adult instead of a kid. Maybe he even resents me for growing up too fast. (I was a rather bookish kid. Didn't play as much as I should have.) Still, that's no excuse for being biased. I don't like prejudice or narrow-mindedness. He does it a lot. Like with racial stereotypes and that sort of thing. It's so annoying, especially when it's prejudice against me.
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mon chef d'oeuvre
11:13 pm
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
Give lamb to Mary
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Birthday? What birthday?................................................. It's The DAY-MY-BRO-GOT-HIMSELF-INTO-TROUBLE............. ON PURPOSE.
WTH!!! I HAVE to rant! I can't take it anymore!
Birthday? What birthday? This is totally F***ED UP!
It isn't my birthday, noooo. It's the Day my brother got his motorcycle Confiscated by the Police so he could get out of the NS training exercise in Australia!
First, Saturday, I have no plans because no one bothered so I tot ok. I'll go to Yat's open house. Then I hear Fiza's got open house too. But all of it happened so late - in the afternoon - that I decided I couldn't go since I had to be back home for my BIRTHDAY DINNER so I cut short the plans I made myself to go back early and find what? MY PARENTS CANCELLED! And didn't tell me why! I had to eat the usual (disgustingly horrid) food made by the maid! And I found out how? Not because they explained anything to me but because my bro's CO called about gg down to the police with him to get his bike! So now it doesn't work, he still has to go to Australia so he decides to do something else! You'll get more of that later.
I mentioned that I came back early for dinner only to find dinner cancelled so I Was a little unhappy. And my father my said, "you zai guai bie ren" (blaming other people again)! WTF! Wat's that supposed to mean? Oh my, dear daddy, I'm SO sorry I came back EARLY to celebrate my
BIRTHDAY with my family
Because you
Said we were gg out for DINNER! How stupid of me! It's my fault for thinking that just because it's my
birthday and because you
said so, that we would actually be gg out for dinner! Together! I shouldn't have. It's my fault for CUTTING SHORT my outing because of that!
I made
you so disappointed because I came back, so sorry about that! I did it just to put you out, you know. Where exactly in this whole situation was I at fault? What was it I did wrong? Do you think you can explain it to me? Cause
I certainly don't see it!
So I'm fuming cuz my parents didn't bother to tell me a thing, I could have just stayed at Yat's and gone with them to Fiza's, you know? But consoled myself with thinking about how Jassie made a cake and everything and everyone celebrated with me at Yat's house. There was a song and picture taking. I loved it! Embarrassed but still loved it. At least I had that. And I bitched about the whole thing with Szm and made plans to go out next week and cheered up a bit. Since anyway, the next day would be Sunday and we usually go Po-po's house for dinner(that's my maternal grandma. I'm close to her.) and she'll cook and my cousins will be there and we'll have pictures.
So, right. Sunday. The day after my birthday.
Belated/postponed celebration.
STOP RIGHT THERE!Once again, Sunday is no longer the
day after my 21st. It's
The Day My Brother Smashed His Foot With A Drain Cover So He Would Be HOSPITALISED and not have to go to Australia! So in the afternoon my parents are gg to see him at TTSH and rushing about all worried. And this evening we pick up the cake anyway to have a quick cutting-the-cake 'celebration'(read: rush job for appearances and just to get it over with.) with them going to TTSH again after.
Then we get to my gran's in the evening and find, what?
My uncle has flown off on a business trip so his family isn't there. My cousins are having tests (when their school is just starting after PSLE marking break) so my aunt's family isn't there.
So we have a cake and no one to eat it or celebrate with. And my parents are in a bad mood since they're worried and pushing the responsibility of telling my gran about the leg thing. So I did it. I just told her my bro hurt his leg and had to see a doctor so he can't fly off to Australia. Then my dad had to open his big mouth, like it was such a grand and wonderful thing and announce to my poor grandmother that my bro was hospitalised and had to have an operation and start talking so gleefully about cutting stuff and all that. For God's sake! Shut your big mouth! Now you've got my poor Po-po all worried. There wasn't no cutting up of anything! He just needed stiches to repair the tendon and close the wound! So we all troop down to the hospital to visit and waited there for the doctor, for the nurse, for him to come back from operating theatre. And while I was waiting I was worrying about my report which I've still not done and needs to be handed in tomorrow.
I know it seems as if I'm being ungrateful and not appreciating what I do have. I'd even agree if it was something like just getting the cake wrong or something. But it's not! My birthday is not my birthday anymore. It's my brother's Trouble Day! WTF? Even my own FAMILY isn't celebrating with me! Ok, so I'm a loser, I don't have friends lining up to celebrate with me right on my birthday. But my own family? Cancelling on dinner and not even turning up for the cake with no warning at all? Even my consolation prize - Sunday - is also gone! Everybody's focused on my brother because of something he did to himself ON PURPOSE! That's just not on! The worst part is : Ok, you cancel on me, you can't help it, I'm ok with that but saying I'm blaming other people? So now it's my fault? That's what has me so fed up!
This SUCKS! People have parties on their 21st! It's supposed to be special! My 21st is instead the WORST BIRTHDAY in my life! It's been spoiled at every turn! Not even taking into account that it was nothing special. There's other people than me who don't celebrate it special. But the fact that it's Worse than any other Normal birthday I've had? That totally rankles! How many times does a girl turn 21 I ask you? That's right! Only once! I'm so thoroughly sick of this! I hate it!
I'm pissed, stressed, miserable and absolutely sick of it! Am I not entitled?
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What I want most to do is destress with ice-cream, my comedy sitcoms, some fanfiction and lousy neopets (which I still don't get why I'm addicted to) but I don't have the time or luxury to indulge. I've got to finish my stupid PY lab report with all this sh%t hanging over my head. I feel high-strung and stressed. As though I've drunk a lot of coffee or something. And my heart is going quite fast... but I'm feeling like crap. None of that adrenaline high nonsense. So I guess I don't even get that. Bloody h#ll. I hate this.Labels: Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
9:55 pm
__Mary Had
3 little lamb(s)__
3 agnelet:
Aiyo, TY uh... you really have it tough man!! But no, its not over yet, ur lunar bdea havent reach yet!! Mayb, something really good will happen!!
And wow, u really got very good friends who celebrated bdae you lehz!! U c, u r not insignificant lah!!
*hugz & muacks*
p.s: jus now, comment at the wrong entry, paiseh!!
sorry babe, been really caught up with a lot of things lately. we shall have a belated 21st bdae celebration for u soon k? take care & smile :)
hey girl,
i feel your pain somewhat. had a horrible 21st back in may too, where i spent the night in tears and sorta broke up with the bf too. was wondering how he could bear to quarrel and pick a fight with me on my 21st -.-
your brother's a sadomasochist, honestly!
Give lamb to Mary
Friday, October 19, 2007
Feeling thoroughly sorry for herself...
Lengthy Warning:
The following post is 'censored' the only way I know how. See, I'm actually talking about
feelings here. Eeew. Yuck. I know, I can't believe it myself.
I considered not posting it but that wouldn't be honest. (That's a total lie. Rather, I'm whining to an audience, but only to a willing audience.) This is the next best thing. The text can be made visible by marking/highlighting it but do not read unless you actually give a damn about me and my angst. I am aware that some people may be uncomfortable with such things. Upon reading there is no obligation to act upon this information but please keep all platitudes and comments to yourself. Do not come and tell me that you have read and have decided to not do anything. I will go nuclear on your arse. That means self-destructive explosions, taking out a -(Insert number)- mile radius with me.
This is different from how I usually bug people to read when I post. You really, honestly, have to be interested if you are going to read this and I know this can scare people off.
(Yes... that's the whole point...)
~~~~~ Cut for uncomfortable content ~~~~~
I feel sorely under-appreciated, lonely, bitchy, and that no one cares in this world...
but that's probably only about me.... Not that I've done anything of note or worth appreciation... I have a great command of English though, and that's just so wonderful you know? Makes you just want to put out fireworks and announce it to the whole world. Why not throw in a Nobel prize for the icing on the cake? I'm a soon-to-be-21 unattractive, sedentary block of flesh having a late identity crisis that most people should have already had in their teens. 20+ yrs of being a useless waste of space, air and food. Great accomplishment huh? I'm a coward, have no personality, an uninteresting character of no entertainment value whatsoever... like the Navy advertisement, only I'm worse than that guy. If my life were a movie, it wouldn't even be completed since the director and actors would have died of boredom long before the second scene were shot. I haven't got the guts to try anything new, always want to stay so safe, but since i never know where the boundaries are, I just limit myself more than i should. I'm addicted to the complete waste of time that is neopets; which just testifies to my total lack of any life whatsoever... before that, it was books, tv and fanfiction. It's just been one addiction after another. I think I may have an addictive personality... and should never be introduced to smoke, drink or drugs... perhaps even sex, since I've heard there's such things as sex addicts too.
One's 21st is supposed to be a big thing isn't it? Growing up and all that... Responsibility, being an adult, having insurance, managing one's accounts; all these are what turning 21 says to me. I don't have a proper job and I can't even use excel! What the heck do i know about politics? Voting? Bleh. The one person i thought would be around to properly celebrate with is out of the country.... I feel jealous of her that I'm alone this year... This hasn't ever happened before. I've always been perfectly content with my solitary life... I guess whenever you feel yourself immune to something, the universe feels it's its sacred duty to prove you wrong... Who would have thought I'd ever get this angsty? I'd never thought I'd actually grow feelings. I was going to be an emotionless stone my whole life, or so I thought...
I'm bloody rambling... I want attention... I want someone to spend my birthday with. I want someone to pay attention to me, just me, on this day...But I don't want to ask for it. I don't want to make people do something like that out of obligation; because I asked while holding the Birthday Trump Card. That's just selfish, isn't it? Like everyone has their own life, why should I require anyone to give a crap about my own pathetic life? I guess if I was actually interesting I wouldn't be that much of a hardship to spend time with... but I'm not. I'm totally boring. How does one grow a personality overnight? I've spent a lot of my time trying to be interesting and I've done a lot of stupid things that on hindsight I realise was because of this too. But I've come to the conclusion that charisma, charm, or whatever it is that makes you want to be friends with someone, just isn't something you can learn. Perhaps you have to be born with it. People ask out of politeness if I'm having any celebration this year. But I won't. No one would come. Everyone would have something on on that day. Even I, myself have something on. I have to do bloody homework on my birthday. If I actually had a party, there would be absolutely nothing to do there. I don't know how to entertain guests. Everyone would be bored out of their minds. I don't want to inflict my birthday on other people as a day of suffering through hours of insipidity. What's the point of making people celebrate you when you aren't worth celebrating? I see other people being remembered by their friends on their birthday and asked to go out to celebrate. I've even helped organise a few of these celebrations. But this year I'm secure in the knowledge that no one bothers to plan something for me or ask me if I want to do something with them, special, just for my birthday. I can't belive I'm getting lachrymal while typing this crap. I'm still hanging on to one last hope for an outing that one person sort of mentioned sometime back for my birthday but I don't think she remembers saying it or even knows that it means something to me... I'm totally stupid for doing this you know? I'm saying so but I can't help myself. Idiot. Moron. Retard.
~~~~~ Cut for uncomfortable content ~~~~~
Hmm. I feel a tiny bit better... Another round of fanfiction and I'll probably manage to forget about it. Mostly. Probably. I'll take an episode - or two, or more - of American comedy sitcoms after that. That should help. Yeah.
Random:
I tried very hard to resist the use of four-letter words.
I have succeeded. This is an accomplishment. It should be noted.
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mon chef d'oeuvre
1:17 am
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
Give lamb to Mary
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
22nd Nov is my Friday the 13th
22nd Nov is my Friday the 13th
22nd nov is a bad day for me. first i get assaulted by a cockroach, then a moth and green insect watched me bathe and when i came home just now a woman on the mrt stepped on my slipper and it broke - i had to go beg for rubberbands at station control... and my mum had to go attend a wake so i had to take bus back myself
class ended super early today but because of waiting for bus and the slipper mishap i ended up reaching home quite late. *Note: got to buy new slippers.
my cousin gave me this through msn:
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/it's a website of cute animals. the cutesyness is a bit much for me. only palatable in small doses but i think Shan would be the type to appreciate it.
i've got Youtube goodies too for the yuletide season! *ok, ok. sorry. bad pun.*
Anyway, Ms Swan on youtube is hilarious. the best starting out clips are
Eyewitness:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=L1zGvQ9WcWgSalon interview:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=ECiF7Y2vqHQEven though i get my beady eyes from my dad, my mum laughed until her eyes went as small as mine when i'm laughing
*how's that for credentials, eh*
this is another one, not a ms swan clip, but also by madtv - the show that does ms swan
Pot luck:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=looKhvyBopIand here - Bush drinking:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=irOFAjsnSg0Labels: Entertainment, Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
11:10 pm
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
Give lamb to Mary
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
~~~updating...~~~
my d has replaced the bathroom light... it's a different bulb...
the old one used to be tube-shaped and fitted inside the case the new one we've got is big and round and sticks out perpendicular to the wall... and it's also much brighter...
_i just returned from ubi cdc... i PASSED my FTT this time
so i'm not such a loser after all...
proudly printed out my result but the stupid machine tore it so my result slip isn't nice and whole but torn in one corner...
~~~...rantings... (..may offend you... in that case pls don't read... if you already have, pretend you haven't cos i would most certainly have forgotten abt this in 3 hrs from time of posting..) ..~~~howhowhow???.... the ubin trip seems like only got 3 ppl confirm with me.
_it's this week you know...so little ppl how to go?
...zhen... how can $120 compare to the priceless presence and companionship of your beloved 204-mates in a unique setting of pulau ubin....
such a rare chance to get together and get close to nature and these ppl......haiiii....
all just pang-seh me everytime...
how can we have a class outing with only 4 participants???....
....how can such a farce possibly be construed as a class outing????
_i just don't understand it...
ppl complain that we(the class) just don't get tgt anymore but nobody organises anything...
then i purposely go and organise, braving nags and scolds from my parents,
and i considerately choose a weekend and a day that doesn't clash with les' schedule,
and no one wants to come and les herself can't tell me if she's coming even after thanking me for choosing the 9th in consideration of her other commitments..........................
what is this man? i don't even know why i go and do stupid things like this...
nobody even ask me to do it and i just had to be kaypoh and do this sort of thankless task...
whatever...
_if there are at least 7 ppl telling me for sure by friday, we go...
_if not... sorry.
4 human beings are not enough to constitute an outing....
_i am ashamed to go out with a class that only consists of 4 ppl..........................
~~~...rantings... (..may offend you... in that case pls don't read...if you already have, pretend you haven't cos i would most certainly have forgotten abt this in 3 hrs from time of posting..) ..~~~Labels: Censored, Kvetch
mon chef d'oeuvre
5:49 pm
__Mary Had
0 little lamb(s)__
0 agnelet:
Give lamb to Mary
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