U're So Full of Urselves!

Remember back in da days when u used to chat on IRC or ICQ or YM or the likes? (Yes, yes... guilty as charged... I too use to chat... ) Remember those cute lil annoying nicks that the chatters had? CuteBaby, Sexy18F, BigSausage, CuteAngel, HotStick, BabyAngel, SweetChick19F, CuteNSexy18F... ugghhh!!!! The girls had "cute", "sexy", "18F", "baby" in their nicks just to get the guys to message them. And the guys had all these "hot", "hard", "sausage", "stick" in their nicks??? *cringe* *cringe* *cringe*

Well... here are other such nicks I found on the Blogosphere....

1. Babe in the City
2. Buaya69
3. Fire Angel
4. Hani's Honey
5. Kimberlycun
6. Angel
7. babyapril
8. minishorts
9. pink lady high
10. ravishing
11. sleeksexcat
12. sugarfree babe
13. the goddess trips
14. wonton diaries
15. woody

The Da Vinci Code

Spent most of my Saturday reading Dan Brown's The Da Vinci Code. Damn that was a good book! Considering I don't like to read books (The Da Vinci Code is my 2nd book I read my whole life so far, the 1st being Not Without My Daughter)... when I say it's good... it's damn good! Man... I mean, I can't put the book down! Lost a lotta sleep (only took lil naps in between) coz I was so determined to finish the book ASAP.

The book is fiction based on facts. Basically it tells how Leonardo Da Vinci puts all these lil codes in his paintings. Codes that bear the real thruth bout Catholicism. Bout Mary Magdalene not being a prostitute but Jesus's wife & mother to his baby! Bout how the Holy Grail is actually Mary Magdalene herself. Bout Pagan Goddess worship. Women's place in religion, highly regarded n respected coz of their ability to bear life, n how Catholicism was threatened by it. Bout secret societies of Priory of Sion (good guys) & Opus Dei (bad guys) trying to upkeep the secret. Damn! All the secrets! The lies! The conspiracy!!!

What is religion today but man's thirst for power & control! It's so blatantly evident! Even in our very own Malaysia. These so-called righteous "religious" men use religion to exert power & control. They hide behind religion when they do something wrong, twisting it so that it justifies their action. They preach to us that we shouldn't be dressed the way we should, shouldn't go places we go, who we can & can't marry, can't do this n can't do that. Bout having these "mat skodeng" (peeping moral police) to spy on "wrongful-doing" muslims...

The sad & shocking thruth is... these very self-righteous "religious" men are the ones raping their own daughters/nieces/granddaughters. Beat their own wives. Steal, lie and cheat! When confronted they hide behind religion as if religion justifies what they do! Those bastards!!! I HOPE YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS "RELIGIOUS" FUCKAS JUST GO TO HELL!!!! YOU GO TO HELL U BASTARDS!!! U GO TO HELL N U DIE!!!!!!!!

Oh... go read Dan Brown's The Da Vinci Code... it's that good!

The Big One

Yes... dat's wut I'm refered to at d gym. "Eh, dat girl can move ya? Even tho she's quite big sized"... "Who's dat big gal dancing next to u? Not bad lah she. Big but she can dance." ... "There, dat plump girl, wut's her name?" ... "The biggest in d group." ... dat's wut they say when refering to me. Yea, I know I'm big compared to d otha gals in d group n I'm quite OK with it. But I do get a lil disheartened at times... it's not fair. These people r only seeing me now, they didn't c me when I 1st started gym... I was huge! Heheh... Not like my guy, my gym buddy, friends n colleagues who've seen me b4 n seen d improvements I've made... they compliment me, they say I look good, look better... these people make me feel good n encourage me to do betta... thanx guys!

The thing is, I'm happy with myself n d way I look (well, most of d time anyway). I just can't stand these gals, ladies n women who keep on saying... "I have a fat ass"... "I want abs like J-Lo"... "I need to lose more fat round my hips" ... "I have small tits... I want to have tits like Janet" ... "Look at the fat on my tummy".... OH C'MON!!!! N I'm telling u these gals are like 20kgs lighter than me! N they're complaining??? "I kept complaining dat I dun have shoes... until I saw a person with no feet" ... nicely said!

I am happy with the way I am... my man loves my body. My friends don't complain bout my weight (unlike a certain person in my dance group). I can fit into sum of my baby-Ts again... which have been hidden at d back of d closet for over 3 yrs!!! I can wear jeans n nice pants again. And I don't have to resort to tracks n baggy Tees when working out at d gym no more, although I like wearing them Tees some time.

But... yesterday dat gal from my group approached me with a proposition. She's been approached by a woman who wants some of d group members to enter a fitness dance competition. Problem is that woman doesn't want me to join, I'm not exactly an epitome of fitness. But that gal from my group insisted on me joining n promised that woman that I'd lose d weight. Great... I have to be fit n trim in 5 months... I'm so not liking this. But then again, it'll b great exposure for me... good experience too. OK... I'm in! So now I'll have to draft out an intensive workout n diet plan to lose the inches, with the help of my man. Baby!!! Help me!!! Fuck! I so hate dieting!

Wut a Weekend!

Had an awesome weekend with my team. Had dinner at Souled Out on Friday... was my 1st time there. We had to wait for over an hour for our table. Man I love d happy hour there! RM12 for house pouring liquors... n u get anotha FREE!!! HELL YEAHHH!!! Anyway, the food is xcellent! Price was reasonable. Since it was a big group (11 of us), d group was split when having conversations. The chinks tend to speak chinky language, so they're on 1 side. Me, anotha 2 gals n our 2 instructors grouped to d otha. It was a nice outing...

On Saturday we performed at 1-Utama. It was our best show yet! After d show, we had tea at DeliCious Cafe... thru Ms Reed boutique... nice eh? Go thru d boutique... n then d cafe's inside at d end... nice! They even have this big ol comfy bed-life sofas outside wit big cushy pillows... aaaahhh... comfy!!! Later that nite, 10 of us watched a movie... Spanglish. An OK movie... kinda funny... my gal was laughing all d way... n she has this weird but cute laugh.... awwww... she's so cute!!! After movie, we had supper at this cozy lil kopitiam like place besides Rasta mamak... nice... a lil overpriced... but it's ok i guess...

Then came Sunday... n whoah!!! Wut a day... we performed again at 1-Utama... bigger crowd this time. After d show, we were told dat RTM wanted to shoot us perform our dance routine at d gym. So we went upstairs to d gym n waited... n waited n waited n waited... then me n a few othas were asked to follow this yoga instructor do a yoga demo for d RTM crew to film. So there we were, d yoga instructor in his capoeira gear, us in our jeans n cargo pants... doing power yoga! U shud've seen us... in front of d camera we were so cool n calm... but d second d camera was off... we collapsed n screaming in pain! Hahahahahaaa!!!! Dat's POWER for u...

After dat we rushed to our MTV class... n d crew was there... filming again... d class this time. After class the director approached me n anotha gal n asked to do an interview with us... damn! How cool was dat! I get to be on TV again! :P Unfortunately it's on RTM1... very unpopular except for d kampung ppl... oh well... it's still TV rite? D only thing dat bummed me yesterday was dat they made us wait for so long... it ruined my plans I had with my honey. Poor guy... he waited for me... but it was too long... so he went home... alone.... waaaaaaaaaa!!!!! :(( But I did manage to persuade him to pick me up... n we went to Coffee Bean n chilled there for awhile... ;)

My Sexy Portuguese Beauty

Gorgeous... sexy... petit... fiery... soft... beautiful... dazzling... captivating...
I can't stop thinking bout her...

the way she moves, the way she dances... oh so sexy...
the way her butt jiggled just 1-2 feet away from my face... hehehe... so cute!

she has d most gorgeous smile... oh those lips... they look so soft n pouty... i wonder how it feels to kiss those luscious lips...

her eyes... captivatingly beautiful... d way she looks at me sumtimes... very intense... like a tigress waiting to pounce... i c her... c her looking at me like dat sumtimes... n i wonder... does she feel d same?

I remember d 1st time I talked to her... took me ages... I was nervous... wut the hell did I say to her? I must've looked like a fool to her... oh but her voice... so sweet... it still lingers in my mind...

I still remember d 1st time i touched her hands... we were rejoicing after our 1st group performance... felt her cheek touch mine... so soft... oh so so soft...

d 1st time we pecked each otha on d cheeks... I felt like a teenage school girl... having my crush finally kissing me on d cheeks... it was wonderful... tinggly... warm n fuzzy...

everytime she comes close... i cud smell her perfume... she smells so wonderful... i love the way she smells...

my sexy portuguese beauty...... do u...? wud u...? cud u...? how i've longed for u....


now... if only we cud get rid of dat botak guy.... hhhmmm.....

Suddenly Everyone's an Expert...

Scene 1: An encounter with an older lady at d gym a few weeks ago...
She: Hey u lost weight. I always see u at d weights area, how come u're always there? U push weights?
Me: Uhh.. yeah.
She: Oh... doing weights really help u lose weight ya?
Me: Yea... I guess so.
She: Eh... but I think u shudn't do weights la. U shud do more cardio n burn all d fat away 1st. If u build ur muscles now, u'll b bigger coz ur fat will b trapped under the muscles n u can't lose them.
Me: Really?

Scene 2: At d office, a male colleague came by my cubicle...
He: Hey, I heard that u're goin to d gym now... good for u.
Me: Yea... thanx man.
He: So wut kind of exercises do u do there?
Me: A lil bit of everything. Classes, cardio, weights...
He: (Interupting) U shud do this... carry 1 dumbell in each hand, I carry 10kg. Bend ur knees like this n ur arms like this n then u do it like this (shows me how to do an excercise).
Me: Hhmmm....
He: Then u do ur abs...
Me: Oh kaayy....
He: Then u shud do ur arms excercise like this (shows me more...)...
Me: Ok...
He: But b4 all dat u shud do cardio on d bicycle... dun do anything else... not good for u... After cardio then u do those weights exercises I showed u.
Me: I have my own routine...
He: No... u shud do this... it's good for u.

Scene 3: At a cafe with a female gym friend who aspires to be a personal trainer...
She: Eh, I always see u at d weights area? How come?
Me: Uhh... I push weights la.
She: Ohhh... eh, have u ever considered slimming?
Me: Huh? Wut? Sliming centers? Hell NO!
She: No, no, not slimming centers. Slimming ur body down a bit.
Me: No.
She: I think u shud slim down la, u'll b more pretty n beautiful. Not that I'm saying u're not already pretty.
Me: (Pausing, look at her with 1 eye slightly squinted) No, my main goal now is not to slim down. I wanna build on my strength, I wanna be stronger physically.
She: (Expressionless)

Scene 4: At d office wit d same male colleague...
He: Eh, I can c u lost sum weight. That gym's really working out for u huh?
Me: Yea... thanx man.
He: But ur cheeks r still chubby. U shud do more cardio.
Me: Yea I'm trying...
He: (Cut me off) U shud do running... all d otha cycling or treadmill won't work la.
Me: Oh for real???

Sighhh... these people dunno that I already have my own routine, specially formulated by my honey who knows a great deal more bout fitness than those 3 put 2getha. Hell! Even I know more than those people. It's aite... they can talk all they want. Yak yak yakity yak.... them fools r just talk. Oh well....

The Sweetest Thang...

In d middle of a phone argument with my honey last nite, he told me he'll call back n then hung up. 2 mins later, he calls me n then he asks dat I tell him 5 reasons what I like about him. It was hard, I struggled coz I was still upset with him... but finally this wut I said...

1. I like that u're tall...
2. I like ur muscles...
3. I like that u're strong...
4. I like that u're mixed...
5. I like when u immitate crab eyes...

We both laughed. I know, I know... pathetic ain't it? Well, I was upset... can't think of d nice things. Anyway... he then told me 5 reasons wut he likes bout me... this was wut he said...

1. I like the way u love me...
2. I love d way u have this contagious laugh...
3. I love d way u care for ppl u care bout... namely me...
4. I love d fact u've been there for me...
5. I love d way u light my life everytime i meet u...
6. I love d way u smell...
7. n 8 n 9 n 10..... were explicit ;-p

Aaaawwwww!!!! This is d sweetest thing he's done in an argument! I just melted! N he gave me more than 5 reasons!!! He may not be perfect... but he sure is learning fast this time. Mwuah!!!

Me, me, me! I, I, I!

I recently notice that people just love talking bout themselves n I'm pretty sure I'm not excluded from this. I'm sad... I'm happy... I did this... I can do that... my life sux... my bf doesn't treat me rite... I like this... I'm a model... I'm so pretty... my tits r 2 small... my ass is too huge.... I'm God's gift to men... I'm God's gift to women... bla bla bla bla....

I've observed that, more often than not, women r like that. Last week I went out with 2 of my new female friends, sumthin I hardly ever do. In d car, at d restaurant, while walking... all they did was talk bout themselves. Bout how they're good at this n that... how they like this... wut they love to do... n so I try to join in d conversation. Unfortunately for me, I only manage to utter bout 5 measely words... before I got cut off by one of 'em telling their story, again...

I find it best for me to just keep quiet n listen, or at least pretend to listen.... mwuahahaha! But I'm telling u, my head n neck all hurting from all that nodding I did showing 'em I was listening.... :P