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I was surfing the channels last night waiting for my weekly compulsory dose of CSI: NY, and decided to watch this mating program on Discovery Channel which shows different mating techniques of different animals/bugs/sea creatures. Let's just say I don't want to be a male praying mantis. Not only the bitch is bigger than you, bitch will be chewing on your head(ignore the pun) WHILE you fucked her. According to Discovery. by the time half of your body is being digested by her, instead of being dead, you'll prolly fuck faster and ejaculate faster because of the adrenaline. I don't think getting high while being eaten is a good thing. The program's not bad but a bit freakish at times.

I will be turning 21 in four months time and I'm not looking forward to it. 21, urgh. And does anyone actually knows what the "key" means?? People has been telling me when I turn 21, my parents will be giving me the "key". Key to what?? A house?? Not bad. A Mazda RX-8?? Damn cun. A safe with a lot of money?? Right on. So yeah, what does the key means?? Anyone??

POP!!

Work has been driving me up the wall for the whole freaking day and I desperately need a fucking smoke. Shit-ass stupid bank employees makes you wanna ram their office with a 14-wheeler. My head is gonna pop from all these frustrations and stress. I really need a fag to smooth all the cringing I'm doing.

After a difficult day, the last thing I need when I get home is nagging, which my mom or grandma does a lot. The most shitty thing is that not only they nag, they tend to screamed their nag out. That's like stress X100 fold. Look, I want to eat my dinner in peace without you telling me when to pass up my papers, when to take my bath or who's who's kids just graduated from overseas with a fucking nice piece of paper.

I've worked out this equation which sums up how it pratically works:

Stress+ Frustrations= Annoyed and Pissed
Nagging+ Screaming+ Unreasonable comments
= Stress + Frustrations X 100= Annoyed and Pissed X100 ====> Explode in raging fits of shoving a banana up everyone's ass

My problem with smoking is that I couldn't find a place to do it!! Home?? You bet I'll be beaten to a pulp with a cangkul by that old hag if she founds out. Office? Those old farts will start yakking on how "unladylike" of me to smoke where they're constantly surrounded in white haze coming out of their stinking mouth.With friends?? They still think I hate smokers. Let's just say they hope smokers will be banned forever in the deepest level of hell and should never be talked to in the first place. Malaysian public loos are more disgusting than a dog's kennel and smoke while I'm driving is out of the question as the smell lingers on, and the other queen of the house would go ballistic on me for smoking inside of the car.

Yeah, I realized I'm typing in incoherant paragraphs. I don't give a flying fuck. I just wanna go home and dance to The Chemical Brothers and sing along with Garbage.

Summarize

This is a summary list of the things I've done/been through during my 2 weeks absence:

• Has been awfully busy, busy, busy. Long, tedious classes sucks away my energy and left me a poor, tired soul.
  
• Too much spicy and heaty food spawned clusters of zits on my already shitty skin.
  
• Fucked-up hormones made me missed my period last month and spawned another cluster of zits on my face. I feel like a bloating sponge the size of an elephant with hip pains.
• Finally went to made my hair after celibating from the hair saloon since Christmas. Jeez, Christmas??!!
  
• Even under limited time span, I again proved that women are natural-born shoppers. I bought a chic blue leather bookbag in KLCC during my lunch break with just half an hour left to it. I could've have more time to shop if I didn't spend too much time trying to decide whether blue or yellow suits me more.
  
• Felt sooo tired after the end of the day even good porn doesn't excites me.
• Exploded in rage after finding out the technician that fixed my PS2 fucked-up the memory-card/controller slot. Fucking stupid cunt.
• Overate again. I can't stop myself from buying Dunkin' Donuts, Cinnabon, King's Apple Pie?? Ice Cream, Famous Amos cookies, Snickers, Toblerone, Milky Way etc etc. My mom warn me about being diabetic.
• Bought 2 super-nice Eclipse skirts at dirt-cheap price. 15 bucks per piece y'all. I LOOOOVE Sonny San's designs.
  
• Still looking for a new pair of heels and thongs(for the feet la).
  
• Realized that my assignments' due date is just round the corner. Bad news.
• Found out the daughter of my dad's employee turn down not one, but fucking TWO scholarships with allowance from 2 different colleges because she's "not used to college life". Drop out from both colleges after just spending 1 week in each of them. Great job there, bitch.
  
• Treat my dad to dim sum for Father's Day celebration.
• Have the urge to go rent comics, but my nagging gut feeling tells me I have to finish my papers by next week, or I'll become the loser who failed more subjects than anyone does. So unapologetic. My gut feeling that is.
  

That's basically what went on in real life for the past 14 days, which also= total meaningless bullshit.

So damn hot they are

Finally went to watch Star Wars: Revenge Of The Sith last weekend. Nothing too spectacular this time, but definately better than the previous two prequels.

Is it only me or there's pratically NO chemistry between Anakin and Senator Padme? The exchange between them looks forced and Padme went from a strong, leading senator to a weepy, hormone-wrecked pregnant woman. If I have to choose the most memorable scene in the movie, it would be the scene where a fucked up Anakin was put into the classic Darth Vader black suit, que heavy breathing. The other one would probably be the Mustafar scene where Obi-Wan slashed off Anakin's legs and screamed, "You were the choosen one!!" Heart-breaking y'all.

After watching the movie, I went home and ideally surfed the net for Hayden Christensen gossips because, well, he's hot. And bam! I found this clip floating everywhere on the net showing him and Ewan McGregor having a very hot kiss at the Star Wars premiere in London. That find totally made my day for some unknown reason. Everyone seems to agree that these two had more chemistry between them than Anakin+Padme. Natalie Portman looks very beautiful as usual, albeit a very beautiful wooden sculpture. I'm totally into the evil!Anakin, Sith-to-be Hayden Christensen like some teeny boppers and Ewan McGregor, he never looks bad eh? Yoda, the little green muppet, I mean, Jedi master proofs that he's still the popular one why with the audience sniggering everytime the camera zoom up on him. Chancellor Palpatine is as creepy as a pasty, wrinkly, pedophile with bad teeth can be. R2-D2 is cute. Yes, cute. I also have a weird fascination with the clone army.

Meant to be a review this wasn't, just a messy rambling post that let me get things off my head after watching the movie. May the freaking force be with y'all.

Flame

Ma chao hai, I've been trying to download Prodigy's Spitfire single for the whole fucking day and only manages to get past 50% of the file. As I'm typing now, the connection speed is at 0. Fucking thanks.

Another great news is that my bro's PS2's fried after getting hit by lighting yesterday. Hopefully its still repairable. If not, we prolly have to wait until next year before getting a new console. Yay.

Currently in a bitchy mood because of stomach discomfort. Must be the steak I ate for lunch.