Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Ridj's Blogmarathon Day One
My list of priorities is rather screwed, like it has always been, but it has always worked for me and i get things done (eventually, heh) so... who's complaining? :D
I took up Ridj's Blogmarathon just because. Exam revisions can always come later. After all, what are midnight oil lamps for eyy?
I have a personality of a bimbo and an alter ego of a beetch. No actually, i'm the Queen. And i'm very fascinated with the phenomenon of beetchism. It's something which i can relate to very very well and which i believe is a topic as common as a house ant. Plus, you can detect a beetch from as far as the distance her loud WAHHAHAAHA can travel. Her eyes will travel from the tiniest misplacement of your supposedly stylized hair to the little layer of babat saying hello from your jeans waistline to your signature walk (more like ataxic gait) to.... nyett, she'll scrutinize everything actually.
And this is the game we play everyday, at every time possible, at any place available. Oh, i'm one of these SHE persons. And i'll bet your bottom dollar the girl on your right is a SHE as well, and the one on your left, behind you, in front of you... and all the girls you can see now. My point? There is a beetch in all of us.
I don't actually have statistics to prove my point, but i believe about 70% of our daily conversation consists of "Wahlau, so fat still want to wear like that ah?" and "Eh you see you see you see she sit can see her butt crack, one! Like coin slot machine kia!" and 20% is the "Eh i'm so evil, i have to stop this bitchfest la" but the remaining 10% is the roundabout turn... "Eh heck la! My mouth, my sukak la" and then the bitching will start all over again.
Eh i think i just described myself. Dang.
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fara // 21:59
Ridj's Blogmarathon Day One
My list of priorities is rather screwed, like it has always been, but it has always worked for me and i get things done (eventually, heh) so... who's complaining? :D
I took up Ridj's Blogmarathon just because. Exam revisions can always come later. After all, what are midnight oil lamps for eyy?
I have a personality of a bimbo and an alter ego of a beetch. No actually, i'm the Queen. And i'm very fascinated with the phenomenon of beetchism. It's something which i can relate to very very well and which i believe is a topic as common as a house ant. Plus, you can detect a beetch from as far as the distance her loud WAHHAHAAHA can travel. Her eyes will travel from the tiniest misplacement of your supposedly stylized hair to the little layer of babat saying hello from your jeans waistline to your signature walk (more like ataxic gait) to.... nyett, she'll scrutinize everything actually.
And this is the game we play everyday, at every time possible, at any place available. Oh, i'm one of these SHE persons. And i'll bet your bottom dollar the girl on your right is a SHE as well, and the one on your left, behind you, in front of you... and all the girls you can see now. My point? There is a beetch in all of us.
I don't actually have statistics to prove my point, but i believe about 70% of our daily conversation consists of "Wahlau, so fat still want to wear like that ah?" and "Eh you see you see you see she sit can see her butt crack, one! Like coin slot machine kia!" and 20% is the "Eh i'm so evil, i have to stop this bitchfest la" but the remaining 10% is the roundabout turn... "Eh heck la! My mouth, my sukak la" and then the bitching will start all over again.
Eh i think i just described myself. Dang.
fara // 21:59
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