This is nerve wrecking...!

Yesterday I went to an audition at my gym. They're picking 10-12 ppl to be in a dance group for putting up performances for events, launches n wut have u. D audition went great, bout 30 ppl auditioned, most of em ok I guess. They said they gonna call 2day if I get picked...

Well... it's 3pm already!!!! N they haven't called yet?!?!? I so wanna be in it!!! AAAAAAA!!!!!!

Oh my god!!! Wut if I dun get picked?!?!?!? NNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

C'mon damn it! RING!!!! Ring damn it, ring!!!!

Celebrity!

I was fortunate nuff to go to dinner wit sum gym goers on Saturday nite. D dinner was for our Latin class instructor, since he will be leaving soon. My gym buddy has dubbed him Mr. Celebrity. This is coz everywhere he goes, he seems to be surrounded by females. They seem to go ga-ga over him.

Yes, Mr. Celebrity is very friendly n approachable, which is probably y d ladies love him. D thing I dun get is dat he looks gay. Seriously! U shud see d way this dude moves. Hhmmm... apparently looking, acting, behaving (maybe even being?) gay by this dude seems to attract a lotta ladies....

Anyway, back to d dinner. All in all there were bout 20+ of us, mostly ladies (go figure). After a few glasses of beer n wine, everyone got friendly. Mr. Celebrity even showed us his tattoos... he had to unbuckle his belt n slip his jeans down to xpose his undies to do dat. This dude had tattoos down his pelvic area.... damn nice tattoos tho. He did his show a number of times, encouraged by d ladies who most of em are married btw...

So I noticed... d longer d woman's been married... d more gatal she is! Hahahaa... seriously! Damn those married women were so gatal! Taking pics of him n all, asking him to wear a g-string next time, do strip show n stuff... whooaahhh there!!!! Ladies... control yourselves... for all you know this guy is totally gay!

Singing d Blues...

feeling d blues 2day...

dunno where i've been, where i am, where i'm headin...

dunno wut to do, wut to think, wut i want...

dunno wut's right, wut's wrong, wut's ok, wut's not ok...

AAARRGGGHHH!!!! SCREW IT!!! MWUAHAHAHAAA!!!!!

all i know n look forward to is GYM!!! AAARRRRR!!!!

i need to get drunk! ;-)

Revenge of d Nerds!

Yesterday I was at d Microsoft TechNet/MSDN briefing in Sunway. Damn! Apart from d Tokyo Game Show, I've never seen so many geeks n nerds under 1 roof! I hate to call God's creation ugly (well, actually no!) but damn these ppl r ugly! N their dressing! Jesus! At least d geeks at d game show had more style! Hahahaa!!!

Aaaaaa!!!! I felt suffocated! Stifling! All them nerds n geeks... i'm surrounded by them! N i thot... WUT DA FUCK AM I DOIN ERE?!?!?!? Clearly I dun fit in. Gee... all this started when I saw Angelina Jolie in Hackers. I thot computers were sooo cool! Being a hacker is soooo cool! LIES!!!! All lies!!! Awww... but she was so hot in dat movie!!! Mmmm.....

Hhmm... coming back to d subject of ugly nerds... Hhmm... ugly nerds. Ever notice dat most geeks n nerds r ugly? It's like if u're ugly... u haveta b smart! D uglier u r, d smarter u have to be to compensate dat! Hahahaha!!! It's like u gotta add a book for every pound u're overweight or for every ounce of ugly u have! HAHAHAHAA!!!!

I dun wanna work in computers no more! Help!

Country Grammar

A couple of days ago 1 of d AVPs n my project manager called all us developers for a meeting. As usual, a lotta bitching went down in there. But I cudn't b bothered, I hate d team, I hate d project, n thank God... i'ma b outta d team by end of d month. So I pretended to take down sum notes, but I was actually writing down d grammatical mishaps dat were dished out... here's wut i got...

1. from now ons, we must fix all d bugs
2. if u face any problems, please highlights as soon as possible
3. u wud not miss anythings
4. most of us doesn't know d flow of d program
5. when we thought the logic was like this, it's end up as being sumthing else

No.s 1, 3, 5 were made by d proj. mgr. No. 2 was made by d AVP. No. 4 by a developer. All i cud do was sit there n cringe! Argh!!!! Agony!!! Can't stand this Cina Bukit language! Otha Cina Bukit words/phrases overheard on d radio...

1. I means like this
2. I don't have a lot of patient when waiting
3. that dress he wear very nice (always confusing she & he)

Argh!! Cringe!!! Ack!!! Help!!! Ugghhh!!! Annoying!!! Irritating!!! Yeesh!! Agony!!!

Ego Stroking...

Sigh... men & their egos. Men constantly want their egos to be stroked, dun they? If not by their woman or partners, they need it be done by their frens, colleagues, total strangers even. They wud even go as far as to do it themselves.

I was attending a course yesterday by this manager. Damn dat guy's so full of it... ego, i mean. He was all like "I was d one dat did blah blah blah." And like "no 1 taught me, I learnt it all by MYSELF..." And like "I'm highly sought after by d govt. coz I'm d only 1 dat can yak yak yak..."

D same goes for d CEO of d place where i work at... "u know, back in d days, I'M D ONLY ONE dat can do yada yada yada..." And like "look at my shirt... BRAND NEW! My pants... BRAND NEW! My shoes... BRAND NEW!" And like "if u wanna leave d company, then leave la! Y shud I b bothered?" Dat big lard-ass piece of human decrement!!! MAMPUS LA ENGKAU ***!!!

N this ego thang can get violent 2. I still remember back in K'zoo... we was havin a party at my place. I was sitting wit my fren Dan n we was talkin bout how he always leave dirty dishes in d sink. N this otha dude Mike overheard us n thot dat Dan called him insane n was like all up in Dan's face. Dan n I tried to clarify, we said dirty dishes in d sink not insane! But nooo... Mike was all high n d more he got in Dan's face, d more Dan wudn't back down. Next thing I knew... CRASH! BOOM! BANG! Mike took a swing at Dan. They fought, they struggled. Damn fools nearly took me down wit em! Dan ended up on d floor. There was blood everywhere! Never seen dat much blood dat close b4. Poor Dan...

On a liter note, a lil ego strokin ain't dat bad at all. Mmm baby, ur biceps r huge! N look at ur triceps! U like em baby? Hell yeah! They turn me on. Just look at ur pecs! Mmm... Really??? Come ere!.........

Heavy, Heavy Fuel...

Man I love dat Dire Straits song. If u wanna run cool... u got to run on heavy, heavy fuel! Hell YEAH!!!! Pile on d lust, pile on d food, pile on d violence!!! Life in excess... hell yeahhh!!!

So i've finished my 6 weeks of exercise program already. Actually d gym told me dat every 6 weeks I can go c a trainer n get reevaluated n get new routines... but dem asses lied!!! Argh!!! Nevermind. Lucky me I got my sexy, hunky, cute exercise consultant, who's also my boo (mmm.... nice! *drool*), to help me draft out a new exerise plan.

So 2day I'm gonna cut my cardio from 25 mins to just 15 mins. And for my weights, I'ma add on bout 2.5-5kg n start doing double sets 2day. AAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!

Ching-Chongs, Chow-Se-Ses, & Loud Asses!!!

AARRGGHHH!!! Dem chinks r damn bloody noisy! I was having lunch wit a fren at A&W when this group of working chinese ppl walk in. N they b all ching-chong ching-chong* n chow-se-se chow-se-se**... DAMN DEM LOUD ASSES R NOISY AS HELL!!! N dem were only 4 of dem... but d decible level was like 100 peeps! Argh!

N just now... ere at work... bout 20 ft away from me... a group of them... all ching-chong n chow-se-se away... DAMN BLARDY LOUD LA U ALL!!!

It's not nuff dat d language irritates me... but dat coupled wit d loudness... fuck! Argh! Ugghhh! Dat just takes d cake!

I dun get how they can b like rite in front of each otha n talk so loud? Wut? U 2 r having a duel? C which loud ass can talk louder than d otha loud ass?

N anotha thang... it just irks me when I'm wit dem chinese frens of mine... n they have to talk ching-chong rite in front of me! No xcuse me, no sorry. Just CHING-CHONG CHING-CHONG CHOW-SE-SE! It's like I'm not even there. Fucking rude! Like HELLO!!! Non-chinky speakin person ere!! U mind?? Wut? U got sum secrets to tell n u dun want me to know? But u dun mind me hearing u ching-chong-ing all d way? Argh!!!


*my gym buddy wud imitate dem chinese talk as ching-chong

**dat's how my mom wud imitate dem chinese talking.... chow-se-se

Slackas Anonymous...

I'm a slacka... no wait! More like a Supa Slacka! N I'm proud of it! Mwuahahahaaa!!! N I'm such a lazy ass person... it's a wonder i'm still working ere. Hah!

I've had nuthin to do at work for d past.. ohh.. umm... 2-3 weeks now. N I'm running outta things to fill in my timesheet. I can't b putting "study ASP.net codes---8 hrs a day, 5 days a week" now rite? N i'm sure as hell I can't put "slacking off--- 8 hrs a day" either! HAHAHAHAAA!!!!

At these times I'm so thankful for having YM! N having otha slacka buddies out there! Man.. when we get 2getha on conference, it's havoc! Ahahahaaaa... GOOD TIMES!!!

Rite now... I'm just soooo sleepy. I'm not d kind who drinks coffee... but rite now I have this urge to drink a hot cuppa n lightin 1 up....

Yeaaa.... i think.... i'll go do... just dat....

bleh...

Mesa love half-boiled eggs. So after seeing a fren of mine ate sum yesterday, I thot I'd make myself a half-boiled egg for b'fast at work 2day. So I put d egg in a container, fillled it up wit water, n nuked it for a couple of minutes. N when I cracked d shell open, d egg wasn't as half-boiled as I liked it to be. Ah shiat! I cracked it open already. So wut I do? I put d egg back in d microwave n try to nuke it a lil so it'll b a lil more cooked. N wut happened? I left it in there for 2 long... it turned to an omelet! But i managed to salvage it... mashed it, add sum pepper n soy sauce, mix em all up... n voila! YUUUUMMMMMM!!!!!

Sup 2005!

Well ere it is... 2005!!! Happy New Year 2005 peeps!!!

Celebrated d New Yr at Zouk's... well actually Velvet Underground. Went there wit my guy, our good fren n his gal. It was jam packed! It was 11pm n ppl still queued outside to get in. Decided to hit Velvet since they told us they play RnB there... they LIED!!! They played techno instead. Cover was 60 for ladies n 65 for men... 1st they told us we get 2 alcoholic drinks wit dat... then they said we get 1 house pouring liquor n 1 beer... they LIED!!! We only got 1 alcoholic drink n 1 pop! AARRRGGGHHH!!!!!

On d 30th i was conned... went to this sporting house n bought myself a sweat band. I paid wit RM100 note. Didn't check d change coz we were late. Argh! Only realized they shortchanged me by 50 when i got home! I'm still kicking myself for dat! My buddy offered to go cause a scene there... but I ain't got no proof. D receipt showed I paid 50 n not 100.. :(( DAMN U!!!

But nevermind... i've cursed dat money already...may their (d cashiers) pussies rot by a thousand maggots, their asses infested wit a million fleas, their blood stained by a hundred germs n viruses, their brains being eaten from d inside out by hungry worms, their complexion tainted by a gadzillion puss-filled acnes n their hair replaced by rotting Medussa snakes! MWUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAA!!! Oh yea... n may they be hit by a car, then a buss n then a lorry n then trampled by a herd of wild boars on their way home! HAH! Happy fucking new yr to u 2! HAHAHAHAA!!!!

I dun call myself Devilette for nuthin...