fP.FILES.

2006-08-10T11:44:00.000+08:00

drunk.

i drank for the first time and got fucking dead drunk and did some stupid shit.

adam, i am sorry! please talk to me and put me back at your top 2 spot. <33

Euphoria (BAC = 0.03 to 0.12 %)

Subject may become more self-confident or daring.

Their attention span shortens. They may look flushed.

Their judgement is not as good — they may express the first
thought that comes to mind, rather than an appropriate comment
for the given situation.

They have trouble with fine movements, such as writing or signing their name.

2006-08-07T09:31:00.000+08:00

Fill in the blanks.

2006-08-06T18:07:00.000+08:00

seriously (insert your name)__________, fuck you.

2006-08-01T21:16:00.000+08:00

i left some money in the pocket of my jeans.

$34.70 to be exact.

and the fucker that IS my brother took it. no he stole it.

and put it in his wallet.

and left his wallet behind when he left home.

obviously i took back what was mine.

DIA PERANGAI MACAM CHIBAI KAN!?

HIS ATTITUDE IS LIKE A VAGINA RIGHT!?

2006-07-29T00:20:00.000+08:00

a few days ago my brother was like bugging me to use the computer like all the time, so i bedek bedek i need to type important things, actually i was just typing the shit below. just to delay time and annoy him, he seriously thought i was typing dont know what on notepad, actually i just type whats in my head. ok?

i so have to freaking stop procrastinanting.like seriously. when the hell am i suppose to fucking start studying sia????
and
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking

shahida stop telling me to stop using fuck.

because i fucking wont fucking stop fucking saying fucking fuck.

ugh anyways.
i think really like someone.i feel warm and fuzzy inside.and i have been gIgging like a stupid schoolgirl with very long breast.
and had been in a happy mood most of the time, heck im even considering not to skip maths and chem infocus tomorrow.and kah chuan, that 'chigga' (chinese+nigga lah bodoh) rapped in class today, i mean i seriously wonder what the fuck goes on inside his head, like seriously. apa fikiran dia siak?? what is he gonna be when he grow up?? alah, firdaos sudah diam.
and my brother yang melayu low class bodoh tu, dyed a part oh his hair pink. merepek nak mampos siak tu jantan. and i did yoga with yunisha just now in the library. dont ask. actually nah, its like u guys would be asking or what kan cb kentot kering.

and im sooo not into the fact the the gates of hell are open, but then again it always was, if not, how the fuck do u explain my dumb stepfather's annoying existence 24/7? and like i was practically suffocating just now sia, all the burning and shit. hell hell hell.

AND I MADE A NEW LOGO FOR fP!
OK , im fucking sleepy and tired and that scumbag lover had not returned my comment which i am so anticipating for . cannot wait for friday. really, if that bodoh balik from night school or what merepek arh, finally i can type without lookinG at the keyboard, KEBAGUSAN.

oh and these few days, myspace had bben down several times, which made me visit friendster, and had nothing better to do.. so ... i read alll my testimonials, and it had made me quite sad, about how much shit had change. but everyone changes, so fuck it lah.

oh, and there are like kids from australia in tpss who were like exchange students or some crap, and all thEsE potential SPG little sluts in tpss were like throwing themsleves over them, quite annoying . in fact i felt a bit embarassed. and so felt like ditching my uniform. dalah most of the announcers speaks english macam bunyi keluar dari pepek, poot poot. ok, i just assumed it would sound like that. but really lah, annoying arh . im sooo lazy for school now ya know. fucking destroying me. bit by bit.

and i am contemplating on having a tattoo on my neck or shoulder blade or some crap., but i guess those thoughts were influnced by all these spirits fron hell instructing me to do evil things, eh tattoo is haram in islam ok.

bye samantha!

2006-07-23T09:16:00.000+08:00

You said you couldn't stay
You've seen it all before,
I knowThey sold you on their way
Oh honey that's ok

No harm, he's armed
Setting off all your alarms
When I found out
I hope it's you who's set this trap

And storefronts rarely change
At least I'm on my own again
Instead of anywhere with you
Ah tell me it's all the same

And I lost my page again
I know this is surreal
But I'll try my luck with you
This life is on my side
I am your one
Believe me this is a chance

Lets see what's for sale
He's trying not to give his job a chance
It's never going to be
It's sad but I agree
The signals don't seem right
It lasts for just one night, and then
I'm sorry that I said that we were just good friends

2006-07-22T08:14:00.000+08:00

I WAS A AWOKEN IN THE MIDDLE OF MY SLEEP BY THIS STRANGE STRANGE DREAM.

ABOUT A STUPID S.O.B. LITERALLY 24 KARAT SON OF A BITCH.

no offence to all those dog lovers out there, but i hate dogs.

I HATE HATE HATE DOGS.

their current obsession to bark at me and chase me like fuck just reinforces my hatred. just recently during some performance night thingy, shahida's neighbour's dog chased me. its a fucking shitzu or whatever, and i was wearing all dior homme-ish (which some fashion un-educated people dont get and they giggle abit like as tough i am pasting a plaster on someone's wounded armpit). so u can imagine, i wear nice nice already and a fucking brown wig with an evil face chased me. i run like fuck!!! like seriously fast! and then i started to sweat, then i began to curse curse curse. fuck chibai babi sundal mak kau gemok tetek panjang all came out.

OK FINE STOP. ABOUT MY DREAM.

I DREAMT THAT i WAS WATCHING TV, and there was this dalmation behind the tv table, so i got bored with oprah saying the same thing, so i switched off the tv. AND THAT SON OF A BITCH GOT MAD. the dalmation started like growling and barking and i remembered what shahida said..

"oi bodoh! if a dog start walking towards u and bark dont run lah sial, stupid fuck the dog confirm will chase you! just stay still, wah wah woof!"

so i heeded her advice and stood still, and slowly... like pink panther (wah like spy arh!) i entered a room and locked the door, then suddenly like 5 minutes later the door of the room im in opened, and guess who opened it, THAT FUCKING DALMATION LAH SIA!!! AND IT WAS STANDING ON ITS HIND LEGS AND IT TALKED,
THEN suddenly while i was conversing with that dog about the economy (ok lah bedek, the dog just begged me to switch on the tv, can open door,cannot switch on tv, BUDUH.)), a hand. A FUCKING HAND, A FUCKING HAND HOLDING A TWEEZER actually FLOATED IN FRONT ON US, AND THE HAND WAS GREY IN COLOUR. what the hell does it mean???
apparently according to my mom, if u had a dream about a dog attacking you,barking furiously at you , etc, etc, it means that someone is gonna backstab you. and it sucks.

because at this point of time, Im so happy with the people im with.
and what about the hand holding the tweeer??

have i incurred the wrath of a beautician?

especially since i always made fun of their dumb tv ads, ( i mean what sia, New York skin solutions from New york. obviously. then what New York skin solutions from KELANTAN?)

give me a clue people. i have thought in my head, about who is gonna backstab me, what with the clue of that dumb hand floating while holding a tweezer. but i shall not let that thought develop.

if you have anyway to intepret my dream please do so and email me with "DREAM INTEPRETETION LAH SIA" AS ITS SUBJECT NAME, MY EMAIL IS : firdaosPidau@hotmail.com . im serious people. ok lah, i want to wash my hands. BYE.

2006-07-11T19:50:00.000+08:00

controversial shit.

i mean c'mon.
this skank uses the word 'funky' to describe herself.

just click on the pics and be the judge.

there's nothing wrong being bisexual or homosexual.

and i doubt, this lesbian girl even wanna lick "funkygerl6@hotmail.com's" tits.

because, i assume, much like herself, her tits must be rotten.

click on the pics and be the judge.
yes, i am evil, and i have weird hair. get over it.

continued(slow stupid skanks like herself reply shit very slowly):

ihavebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP. says:
im soooo gonna ruin you.

.NUR IZYAN. PINCH ME! says:
as if i care

ihavebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP. says:
oh

ihavebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP. says:
trust me

ihavebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP. says:
you would.

.NUR IZYAN. PINCH ME! says:
apa jekk

ihavebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP. says:
itu lah apa orang BODOH macam kau ckp. dasar prangai sundal.

2006-07-01T14:47:00.000+08:00

MY ROOM.
CLICK ON THE PICTURE FOR A LARGER VIEW.

2006-06-10T19:55:00.000+08:00

I LOVE TRANSFORMERS SO FUCKING MUCH!

OMG! I CANT WAIT! I CANT WAIT!

2006-06-07T22:45:00.000+08:00

i really really really cant stand people who bitch about someone in their blog and eventually deleting that particular post because they fear that the person the bitched about might find out about their bitchin.

i also cant stand people who blogged a post when they are angry and only to be deleting it when they feel better.

so people, basically i wont delete my "i wish so and so is dead" posts, even when i feel fucking happy a few moments later. simply because a blog is also used to record a blogger's feelings at a particular time.

btw, i actually did some fucking fun things a few days ago, but im too lazy too blog about it. so, yeah.

AND ALSO, i just noticed that some HDB flats are badly and tackily painted, like random squares and circles and triangles on some panels of a fucking HDB building.

typin the shapes reminds me of Hi-5's "circle,square,rectangle,circle,triangle,circle,circle,square" thing. poor asian lady in Hi-5(i forgotten her name and too lazy to check), you are now being replaced by another asian woman named "SUN" ,as if it is not bad enough that that freak nathan is your boyfriend.

ok bye, i wanna eat milo powder then cry myself to sleep. . . . . . . . . . .

(YEAH, OK. whatever.)

2006-06-03T14:02:00.000+08:00

FUCKING DIE LAH FARHHAD!!!!
ANNOYING PIEACE OF TYPICAL MALAY SHIT.

UNEUCATED
STUPID
NARROW-MINDED
HERD MINDSET
ZERO FASHION SENSE
THINK THEY ARE THE BEST IN THE WORLD
HAVE A LIMIED VOCABULARY
BODOH NAK MAMPOS

IF YOU ARE LIKE THIS, LEAVE MY BLOG AND GO KILL YOURSELF.

SERIOUSLY HE IS SOOO FUCKING ANNOYING.

DARE CALL ME 'ANAK DERHAKA' IS HE LIKE FUCKING KIDDING ME OR WHAT???

SIAL ARH, ITS PEOPLE LIKE HIM HAT MAKES PEOPLE THINK TWICE ABOUT SHOPPING AT TOPMAN.

WHEN I HAVE MY BOUTIQUE I'LL FAVE A FILTER AT THE ENTRANCE.

IF YOU ARE LIKE MY BROTHER , A PIECE OF LOW CLASS THRASH THEN OBVIOUSLY YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED ENTRY, NOT EVEN 100 METER NEAR MY SHOP.

BECAUSE fP. HAS AN IMAGE.

I'LL SMILE AT YOUR FUNERAL.

2006-05-23T22:53:00.000+08:00

i have already been looking out for what to wear for prom since last year already.

and it is annoying me alot.

chibye.

fP.

2006-05-22T11:04:00.000+08:00

IM SUPPOSE TO BE IN SCHOOL ACTUALLY.

BUT. im at home. not because i was sick, not because im lazy, not because i didnt do my freakin homework. but because i lost my dior homme-ish skinny school pants. and my mom still have no fuckin idea i didnt go to school. FANG GUE GUE!

an ode to my skinny.

oh my pantsy!
the dior homme-ish ones.
you're makin me feel antsy!
not having razor sharp tailoring wrap my buns.

is it a sign!
that dior homme is passe?
it had been in my mind!
just like komala's thosai.

a fashion victim!
a lover of only dior homme?
yes it seems!
dah makan? BELUM.

but what to wear?
well there is always jil sander.
oh! oooh..yeah!
im a chameleon, not a salamander.

succexy and thin!
I CANT AFFORD TO BE FAT.
salad and beans!
i have to eat that.

-fP.

2006-05-20T09:53:00.000+08:00

i have an opinion.
i hate pretending.
and so therefore i wont.
im not such a big fan of kissing ass.
AND THIS IS MY FUCKING BLOG.
also!!!!!!!!!!!!

this shit has been bugging me for a long tiome, you know how ridiculous it is? everyone has to hide behind a fake superficial facade. just to always please others, im guilty of that but now i do things for MYSELF.
is it not socially accepted to not be socially accepted? must everyone be like the other? this is what i do not like about society. yes, i might sound like a fucking snob, but the thing is i am 40% human 40%fashionista and 20%snob. so that might explain the way i am.

so , something that has been bothering you. alot. you have been keeping quite mum. and suddenly you just blow up. refer to the "the second friday may 19 post, at 1.09pm". i do not even consider that really blowing up, considering my standard of actually blowing up.
and suddenly you are regarded as 'NOT HAVING A HEART'. but if you bother to actually analyse all this you will realise, the fact that these problems are bothering me, the fact that it can cause so much hurt and emotional distress , the fact that im now using a blog for its actual sole purpose-an outlet of anger and overwhelming feelings-, clearly shows that i have a fucking heart.get it?

as much as truth, honesty and apathy play an equally large role in friendship, sometimes one overides the other. like in this instance. truth and honesty clearly overides apathy. everyone has an opinion about everything. it is up to them to let it show through. and usually there are certain factors that causes these more personal opinions to show through, like how much the issue is bothering and affecting a certain individual. as much as ayuni states : "ooh i can easily speak my mind.but i choose not to." and i agree that at time it is best to shut the fuck up, but if a fucking issue is bothering you so much, THEN DO SOMTHING ABOUT IT. BREAK THE DAMN CYCLE. yes, things might crumble. might fall. but no one said that change is easy. there is so much about my life that people do not know about. im just like everyone else. i have secrets. and my life, involve lots of drastic changes you do not even know about. AND I HAVE COME TO THE POINT WHERE I JUST WANT IT TO STOP. its role reversal baby, no more playing the victim.
no more playing the victim.

and it is really sad. ellisa come on, i dont hate you. i hope you dont hate me as well. i just want things to get slightly back to normal. wanting things too get back to exactly the way it was, will just be ridiculous, like demanding for a free prada bag in a louis vuitton boutique.
and yeah, for the person that sms me yesterday. im sorry that maybe what i blogged about might be a bit harsh, but we all have those moments. A.S.K.

love fP.

P.S: this post is so personal, omg! i cant believe it, im reading it and going all woah.. but i just had to do it. break the cycle.

2006-05-19T21:37:00.000+08:00

i found out something spoooooooooooooky today!!

oooh.. i can feel the hair on my neck beneath the collar of my prada shirt, standing!!!!

OOOOHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

apprently... f

f...fffff......

f. . . fff . fff . .f . f

(after trying so hard to overcome my fear and anxiety) . . ff f.

fang gue gue means SQUARE EXPENSIVE GHOST in mandarin!!!

very spooookkkky ( FYI im pronouncing 'spo-key' in my head )

SPOOKY!

by the way it wasnt a prada shirt i was wearing, it was a versace, no ok wait.. fine, it was my school shirt! get of fmy case already! there i have said it! happy now? for fucking crying out loud! ergh!

2006-05-19T13:09:00.000+08:00

i so cant fucking wait to get secondary school and o levels over.and.done.with.

really lah, most friends i have in that dumb instituition (instituition seh..) are superficial.
maybe except one or two. yes. that many. maybe based on the folowing factors:

im quite anti-social.
i will not stand hanging around with people whom i know are constantly bitching about me, just to feel included or crap. because it really is not worth it at all.
i always judge people by what they wear.
im just plain weird at times.
i have long fingers.

i even have a friend that dare claimed "sial arh! firdaos! i have always been there for you sia!", when she:

couldnt really give a shit.
tell people almost everything i told her.
count pretending to care as 'caring' enough.
left me to rot when i fell asleep in class, when we are supposed to go to a venue other than our class for a lesson. (yes, ended up being 'stranded' alone.)
just really couldnt give a shit.

also, a self proclaimed best friend that:

only talks to me when nawal is not around.
left me to rot.
pulls a 'cant-be-bothered-fuck-away-from-me face' whenever i suceed in anything. yes seriously, a simple 'congratulations' or some shit like that will do. but noooo.....
really just could not give a fuck.

yeah, but u know, maybe im just boring or something and maybe i cant really blame you for just constantly ignoring me and crap, like you said, there are reasons behind your actons and crap, but even after the conference that involve me pushing down your oh so delicious chilli crab cup noodle to the cold cement floor, things have changed this much *puts index finger 1 millimetre apart from thumb*.

it really is sad.

and im sad.

i didnt do so well for my mid year.

plus i have to go to the dumb 'intensive malay nonsense' later.

oh, and i got A1 for art! 79/100!!!!!!!1!111!!eleven!!!!!!1111!!!!!!1!!!

yes! IM BOASTING! YES YES! BUT IM ALLOWED TO FREAK OUT OVER THIS, I REALLY PUT IN ALOT OF EFFORT FOR MY ART. SO YEAH.

fang gue gue! REPEAT AFTER ME! FANG GUE GUE!

2006-05-17T22:34:00.000+08:00

mindless conversation on MSN with sarah, regarding the ever so pure symbol of dignity, life and virtue.fang gue gue.

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
ANG XUEHUANG GOOOOOON!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
SHIN TOU MEI EN!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
HUANG XIAO BE REN!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
A TONG MALAI!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
SHENG UI TONG SIA KAI NGEE SOK TIAM NIAM HOI

drive me wild says:
you very aneh iek your pic

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
SHEN TOU!

drive me wild says:
AND, I FEEL LIKE IM TALKING TO A BIGASS PANDA FLYING ON A FLOWER

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
XIAO MEI MEI REN NIE KUAI QI YONG TAU FOOOOOOO NAN IT SEN TER!

drive me wild says:
HAHAHA

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
FANG GUE GUE dun fang gue gue with me arh u...

drive me wild says:
YONG TAU FOOO

drive me wild says:
hahaha

drive me wild says:
fang gue gue

drive me wild says:
!!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
dun try TO FANG GUEGUE!

drive me wild says:
FANG GUE GUE APERRRR?

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNGG GUEGUE!!!!

drive me wild says:
(eh, my pic cool right? ((: )

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
ITS JUST A HAPPY PHRASE!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
FANG GUE GUE!!!!

drive me wild says:
ITS A HAPPY PHRASE?

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
OK LAH FINE

drive me wild says:
AND YOU'RE ASKING ME TO NOT BE HAPPY?

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
ITS NOT.

drive me wild says:
ROAARRR!!

drive me wild says:
NOW I CHONG MOI NEK LIAO!!!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
ITS A CHANT THAT EMO KIDS SAY WHEN THEY CUT THEMSELVES

drive me wild says:
I VERRRY VERRYY CHONG MOI NEK!!

drive me wild says:
whoa!

drive me wild says:
HAHAHAHA

drive me wild says:
MORE LIKE AUNTIES SING THAT WHEN THEY CUT VEGGIES!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
FANG GUE GUE ANG GUE GUE ANG GUE GUE ANG GUE GUE (SLITS WRIST)
WAH!

drive me wild says:
FUCK LAH

drive me wild says:
HILARIOUS

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
ANG GUE (GUE) MUSIC!

drive me wild says:
hahaahahaha!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
SHEN TAI PAN TIONG

drive me wild says:
HOK CHOI LAM NGOK!

ivebeenshortoflogicsoiampassedoutonthepatio.by.fP.™ says:
WAH CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE tiam

END.

IM SOOOO FUCKING LAZY TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW.
maybe i'll just 'pretend sick'.

BUT THATS BESIDE THE POINT.

THE POINT IS:

YES MEANS YES!
NO MEANS NO!
I SAY YES SO
YES MEANS YES!

YES MEANS YES!
NO MEANS NO!
I SAY NO SO
NO MEANS NO!

2006-05-04T19:25:00.000+08:00

this has been my favourite song for as long as i can remember.
never could relate to it.
until recently.

i know i'm strange, i know i've changed.
i’m being brave for no ones sake.
i’ve got two legs so i can run away.
and stop.

at the end of the day it makes no difference what i say.
we both know that you’ll always get your way.

is there a hole in your head?
did you not here what i just said?
no matter what you will always get your way.

at the end of the day i lack the will to escape,
we both know i’ve nothing left to give.

is there something in your mind
that makes it so hard to be kind?
we both know i've nothing left to give.

the highs the lows the too's and fro's.
you'll come and go,
but never know that this absurd four letter word means nothing.

i roam the streets in pouring rain,
the alcohol won’t ease the pain.
the image in the mirror frame is breaking

i know i'm strange, i know i've changed.
i’m being brave for no ones sake.
i’ve got two legs so i can run away.

dull or floored i'm insecure.
it’s clear to me that we've grown forward.
i‘ve got no faith in friendship anymore.

it makes me dumb,
it makes me shake.
my sense of feel has gone away.
as if your take will knock me out of shape.

i’m uninspired and full of doubt
but these grey days might sort me out
and put some colour back into the world.

i’ve been to a party so
i'm passed out on the patio outside of your back door
and i've been here before. 12 times,
i'm slime and i've got one thing on my mind,
you're on my mind.

well she will sit and talk to me
but that's not quite enough for me,
i’ll send a nasty text
to show i'm not impressed.
she won’t comply with the one thing on my mind
you’re on my mind.

something in my brain
and that explains the way that i behave.
need not feel ashamed.
these grey days.

end.

fP.: fucking hell, i am a classy bitch.

2006-05-03T17:58:00.000+08:00

did not help.

the fact that you know the trouble.

and.
did not help.

all the ones you love.
you mistrust.

and it is sad.

shall keep it.

ellisa, do not lie.
stop lying.
and i know the story about your friend being dead is utter bullshit.
subconcious or not.
what happened today.
it happened for a reason.
already almost 4 years.
i want you dead.but that is anger talking.

nawal.
i have my doubts about you.
so if you are going to treat me like a used pad and throw me aside.
after what happened today.
i know what you tell me almost everyday is a lie.

did not expect things to turn out that way.

fP.

2006-05-02T18:28:00.000+08:00

DISCLAIMER.
this post might not be suitable for a narrow-minded, childish, and annoying audience.

so ok.

we all know that sex... sells.

EVERYONE (yes, as you are about to see.) knows that.

we also know that products that are sold at an economically friendly price fly of the shelves faster than you can say "KISS MY ASS AND CALL ME AUNTY!"

right? right? right?

OF COURSE.

So basically,

MY CONCLUSION?

SEX
+
ECONOMICAL PRICE
=
THE BEST BUSINESS STRATEGY EVER!

or maybe not.

or maybe yes!!!

at least to the apek that came up with this:

this is no illusion!

they are really selling 'sexy economical vegetable rice and porridge here!'

no kidding!

and directly in front of my school too!

yes! ITS SEXY! AND CHEAP!

Kinda like some people in my school,

except i'll replace 'sexy' with 'whorish' , it seems more suitable.
(theres is nothing sexy bout having a dozen tissue paper stuffed down in each of your bra-cup ya know! hint! hint!)

don't cha??!!

HUH!?

HUH!!!?

SAY MY NAME!

OK.

thats just sick.

oh well.

2006-04-08T04:41:00.000+08:00

a few days ago. i told nawalon (the names actually nawal, but nawalon sounds more fun.) to take pictures of me when im not realising it. but how can i not, so i just pretended to talk crap so that it will appear natural. ended up like this.

oh and hell no. this is not my "normal" face. are you crazy.

on a totally different note,

i recently recalled someone on friendster who has one photo of herself captioned "isn't im pretty??"

ok like what the fuck. that sounds sooo wrong.

so it spurred me to say shit like "isn't im smart??", isn't im handosome??" (typo, but handosome. HANDOSOME. H A N D O S O M E !!?? hahahaha!!!), "isn't im fat??. "isn't im (insert apprpriate adjective)" whenever the opportunity arises. its fun. TRY IT!

2006-04-03T18:53:00.000+08:00

I WAS READING 8 DAYS.
and came across this article. I SOOOOOO had to share it with you.

click on the pic below and pay special attention to the STATEMENTS boxed in red. DO IT I SAY!!!:

oh you still cant see?

click on the pic below.DO IT I SAY!!!!!!!

YES. you have not misread. this dumbass chick really did say:
"a man with hairless legs can't be trusted" and meant it.

so,

MY CONCLUSION IN A PIC:

YOU learn something new everyday don't you.

now u know who to trust.

oh god. i need to pee.

2006-03-28T12:54:00.000+08:00

DISCLAIMER!: DO NOT! I REPEAT, DO NOT FOLLOW MY STYLE OF ANSWERING SOCIAL STUDIES QUESTIONS!!! I FAIL ALL THE TIME! AND I AM NOT BOYCOTTING GIORDANO OR WHAT CRAP!!! I JUST FIND THE AD RIDICULOUS! IT'S MY OPINION! ITS MY BLOG! GAGAGAHAGAHAGAHAGAHG!!!

SEE,im goin all social-studies-ish.

Ans: fucking hell no. as much as i think giordano is ok and crap but the advertisement is soo freaking WRONG!
Firstly, this picture is ironic. the statements "life.style.comfort." and the picture of the model wearing crap is a MAJOR contradiction.

the statement highlighted above has positive conontation.

however, the way the ubiquitous nyonya-ish polo tees are being worn is very negative, it belongs in hell. seriously.
the layering of "happy care bear coloured " polo tees so does not represent life! instead it suggest that the wearer 'get a fuckin life'-due to resorting to extreme measures just to attract attention. it also does not suggest comfort, i mean seriously, since when is WEARING EIGHT POLO TEES COFORTABLE??? TELL ME???!!! and in scorching singapore. a normal person would already be sweating like a prostitute in church by just wearin A POLO TEE.
and lastly. THIS WAY OF WEARING POLO TESS AINT STYLISH!!!
AT ALL!!!!
IF THERE REALLY ARE SUCH THINGS AS FASHION POLICE YOU'LL BE TORTURED TO DEATH!!! U ARE PUNISHED BY HAVING TO WEAR A GOGGLE FILLED WITH SAMBAL BLACHAN!!!! YOUR EYELIDS WILL BE STAPLED OPEN!!!
AND YOU WIL BE STONED TO DEATH!!!! AND YOUR PET DOG WIL BE KILLED FOR FUN! AND YOUR INTERNA ORGANS WILL BE FED TO SHEEPS!!!! SHEEPS I TELL YOU!!!! SHEEPS!!!!! AAARRRGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok. too much drama already...........................

2006-03-25T14:11:00.000+08:00

OMG.OMG.

OK. i finally updated,

rejoice rejoice!

and thanks to SHAHIDA TAHARINA!

ok fine, her names actually shahida taha.

but i thought SHAHIDA TAHARINA is like more you know...'oomph!'

the type of name that you JUST have to type in italics.

ok so, this girl.

is a poet.

a poet i tell you!

just look at the poem she made below:

that was sooooo weird. i had to update my blog. oh sooo had to.

she IS not just a poet, this SHAHIDA TAHARINA. she's an exotic dancer too.

just look at this video to prove my point.

imagine her doin that on a pole in your kitchen or on one of those pipes you see downstairs.

CLICK THE LINK.

SHAHIDA TAHARINA'S HOT EXOTIC VIDEO!

SEXY.

2006-02-04T13:14:00.000+08:00

someone, please buy me photoshop for my birthday. im sick of paint. so tak proffesional.

ocbyfP.

2006-01-31T22:59:00.000+08:00

it has been a fuckin long time eh, here is a photo taken in class during art free period. there are more but fucking blogger took too long to load .

its a firdaosPidau ad!!! yalah low class. but wtf, i use paint.

nawal and firdaos for fP.

Hello! Let's go to Hougang!
Where the grass is greener,
Marshmellows at your kelenkang!
Means you're a winner!!!!

by firdaosPidau.

end.

2006-01-17T23:35:00.000+08:00

hello! click on the pic.

SUMMARY OF TODAY!!!

is and elle are dunzo. guess its the better for both of them, or maybe not.

+i have been practicing how to smile in front of the mirror, whenever there is a mirror, wherever there is a mirror!!! ok, in my toilet, behind the shitbowl, there is like a mirror, covering half the goddamn wall, and while shiting, i turn my head around and practice smiling!

+ok,you know that if u send an SMS to a home number, some machine operator crap thing will like SPEAK OUT YOUR MESSAGE. but u have to spell it correctly. so what i did was, i send the big breast poem (Oh! the big breast china plate!Oh the big breast jolly well love don't hate!Oh the big breast pancake!Oh eat it all up for big breast's sake!) to my homephone and recorded what it says on my cellphone and set it as my ringtone. what you'll get is a robotic lady's voice with a british accent reciting the big breast poem, dun believe? then try. so yeah, u have an idea of what my ring tone sounds like, so i was there in the library and i forgotten to set it to silent mode, and SHAHIDA CALLED! AND ALMOST EVERYONE IN THE LIBRARY HEARD MY VULGAR RINGTONE (BIG BREAST POEM LAH!). AND WHEN I ANSWERD THE PHONE SHE STARTED SQUEELING AND TALKING WEIRD, LOUDLY. AND EVERYONE COULD HEAR HER, AND she wasnt even on speaker. she was just psycho.

+bloody in-focus started already and singh is in the hospital.and we don't care. cause obviously because he so hate us. vice versa.

+you don't know!! yeah! HO! a chant created today in class.

and this is for someone: get your facts straight.

2006-01-13T19:19:00.000+08:00

ok, this is actually not nes-sir-sare-ree, as i blogged out of boredom. i forgotten how to spell that fuckin word, neccesary nessesary? ok fuck it, forget about it.btw just now watched 'in her shoes' with my pals and it quite sucked. as usual i sat beside nawal the slut and we were doing all this crazy shit we always do. i cant sit beside any one else as people will go all 'fuck off!' on me.

so there we were, some sort like holding up our drinks and like lead the straw to the bodyparts of the actors.

apart from stupid smuggled drinks from long john silver,

we used headbands and our fingers and all.

we like put the stupid headband on the actors and go all "wah!!! so pretty!" and crap like that.

not literally on the actors lah! but like arh! forgetaboutit!

btw from today, until further notice call me SHARTY GUGU.

A NAME GIVEN TO ME BY NAWALON.

yeah, we give each other weird names.

so?

so what? ketupat! aku berak engkau jilat!

just a primary school flashback.

btw, i have been doing my maths homework, first time in like, years. for real!

sharty gugu, signing out!

2006-01-12T21:27:00.000+08:00

As much as i wanna blog about happy shit.why lie, when lately things have been pretty fucked up.it comes to a point where i almost lose my faith. at almost everything.where i can't come home feeling like i belong.it really feels good blogging about this. it really does.i am having so much stress at home (whats new, first time blogging about it). all hidden behind a fake 'yes i do not hate you anymore' look. and fucking schoolwork so do not help it. trust me, im trying my fuckin best to improve. really.

ok

on another note!

i cannot do this, trying to blog happy marshmellowy things. (marshmellow is a yummy dish, yes wrong word. i know)
ok, im just trying to blog about happy stuffs like reindeers and rainbows and raincoats (ignore that). but again, i really cant. i know. this must be the most boring post ever, and sorry for not blogging often, not getting weird no more. trust me , i will. this blog reflects my mood. and i do not feel good. had a fight with my stupid slut brother. spits and blood and a broken cupboard door (gerobok, or almari. wtf.).

on another note i mass sms-ed this to my friends too:

Chelly chelly lon cham pas!
Bathing is a must!
people like aslam you should not trust!
just now i took a bus!

what? i was bored ok.

wow. this post is SO 'emo-kid' of me.

which is so not fP.

2006-01-07T18:46:00.000+08:00

i mass sms-ed this poem to my friends just now.

here goes... the poem:

Oh! the big breast china plate!
Oh the big breast jolly well love don't hate!
Oh the big breast pancake!
Oh eat it all up for big breast's sake!

dont ask why.

fP.

2006-01-07T17:35:00.000+08:00

PLEASE READ THIS RIDICULOUSLY LONG POST.

hello! i know. has been a long time since i bloody blogged. my bloody PC fucking brokedown.

ok so now im back! but do not expect me to blog daily. i got school.

and seriously speaking. my blogging break had been sorta enriching.(i cant believe i used that word)

im gonna be more open when it comes to blogging.

and im not gonna blog everyday. i got school ! (im repeating myself. i know.)

ok so fuck it.

imm gonna tell you a summary of what happened. lately.

went to NYE party at bloody orchard and bloody banglas put their dirty small dick on my female friend and swiped one of their vaginas, i know. fucking bangla!!!! i hope the ones that did those molestations choke on their thosai!!! fucking bastards!

other than that.

i have been thinking of starting a business.

selling JACKFRUITS!!!!

i already have the tag line and TV commercial sort out!

so heres the blueprint:

my inspiration: i have been hearing the sentence "na ge se mo tong xi" from my 'liaozzzz' and 'haizz' and 'bahakkzz' saying friends in my class one too many times. it apparently meant: 'what is that' or something lah in chinese.(duh)

and so: i tried makin sense of it (na ge se mo tong xi) in a language i can actually speak... so i twisted the sentence and and "translated" it to malay, and now it sounds like : NANGKA SEMUA TONGSI!!!

'nangka semua tongsi' translated in english means : jackfruits are all tongsi.

ok so wtf is TONGSI you might wonder??? its a brand of fruits (not established yet!)!!! specialised in producing fuckin delicious jackfruits!!! another product from fP.

ok the commercial will be likesomething like this. read on!:

a chinese guy (who could speak malay, english and chinese), went over to visit his malay friend's (who could also speak malay, english and chinese) house.

cg: chinese guy.
mg: malay guy.

mg: eh hi!!! come in come in!

cg: yeah thank you !

mg: here have some jackfruits, you have to try it.

cg: well ok liaozz.... ( eyes squint, make orgasmic sounds ala herbal essence shampoo commercial) ok!!!! that tasted so good!!! fucking good!!! na ge se mo tong xi?!?! (what is that!?!?)

mg: jackfruit, tapi jangan luper, aku punye nangka SSSSEEEEMMUA TONGSI! (but do not forget, my fackfruits are AAALLLLLLL TONGSI!)

cg: tongsi????

mg: (takes jackfruit with "tongsi" labelled sticker out of nowhere and place it on the table with a THUD!!! lights radiating from around the tongsi jackfruit) this is tongsi!

mg & cg SAY IN UNISON: wow!!! (here comes the tag line!) ITS YUMMY! ITS JUICY! ITS TONGSI!!!!!!!

than a video montage of the two friends with other friends smiling and laughing while eating tongsi jackfruit to the background of a tacky musical melody, suited for some stupid malay cooking show when they list out the recipe on the screen (you know what i mean right!!??).

commercial ends!

so remember...

if its yummy..

if its juicy...

its definitely TONGSI!!!

OR IT COULD be some other thing.

yeah maybe even that, you otak kuning you.

2005-12-30T00:35:00.000+08:00

i know that im a victim of your bitching.
i know that you exchange looks with people as i speak.

i feel like stretching my arms as im reaching.
for a knife to cut ur dick.

you really are too dumb too give advice.
you are more spoilt than last years milk.

i hope you choke on your bloody rice.
while i make a dress with silk.

you are so annoyingly confused.
feel like sticking a shovel up your ass.

i got nothing to lose.
and you are so definitely NOT the best.

-firdaosPidau.

PS: i make my own poems, and im angry now.

2005-12-29T22:13:00.000+08:00

am i yakult-ish!!??

am i?

YAKULT-ISH?!

MY mom thinks so.

apparently my face looks like the japanese cultured milk drink below.

ok this is the conversation that justifies it.

i wanna attach a strap to my nokia , so im torn between a black leather nokia strap i stole from my brother, and an orange strap with a small plastic yakult figure hanging off it, which shahida gave me. you see, i prefer the yakult strap, its... weirder.... so here goes...

me: me.
mm: my mom.

the conversation:

me: mama, which one should i use? the yakult strap or the black one.

mm: black one lah obviously!

me: but black macam terlampau plain!!! i prefer the yakult!

mm: no, the black one is nicer! the yakult one is just strange!

me: thats why i like it!

mm: yah! pakai lah kau. suka hati kau.

me: yah but does it suits me?

mm: of course!

me: kan. told you..

( my mom interrupts.)

mm:yah! you have a yakult face what! mesti kene kan.

me: a what? i look japanese?

mm: no, you look YAKULT-ISH.

me: (stunned.)

mm: yah, yakult-ish.

it just makes me wonder. does she see me this way?:

or this?

do i really look yakul-tish?

do i??????

2005-12-28T15:42:00.000+08:00

IN MY LIFETIME I had met many bad liars(here on known as fuckers in this post and in life.)

and bad liars tell bad lies.

like how bad carpenters make bad carpent. ok fine. im just not makin sense here.

but you get the point dont you?

thats why today im gonna tell you.......

THE TOP 5 MOST FUCKING OUTRAGEOUS LIES FUCKERS EVER TOLD ME.

#5
someone once told me that he used to live in a mansion in a bloody forest in singapore (ok like where? sungei buloh?!) and that he his father is a millionaire (yeah, but his father sells chicken rice in a neighbourhood mall.seriously.)... so he told me once that once his family had a picnic in the forest and he got lost and that his father called a search party, helicopters and all. and that he was never found for weeks, and that he learned to talk animals whe he was lost in the forest. (alot of 'and then's arh.) what the hell does he think he is? dr dolittle? eliza thornberry? bubbles of ppg?

#4
a fucker told me once that he had special powers that his 'magical cousin' (does this 'cousin' even exist?) bestowed him with. his powers? that he can tell when someone is staring at him, but isn't that like normal?? but me and another friend decided to test his 'powers'. so we stared at him like crazy in the chemistry lab. nothing happened. liar! this guy is a veteran at telling stupid stories btw.

#3
my stepfather once told me that he was my actual biological father and that my birth certificate was just false paper work. he told me i would know the truth and all when im grown up.like hello? wtf does he think this is?? DAYS OF OUR LIVES??? AND i so do not look like him. he totally messed up my mind that time. i really HATE him because of that. fucker. begok.

#2
this coming from the same fucker that told me he had "powers" (besides the ability to tell fuckin lies)

this time he told my friends and i, that he went down to the playground to meet his magic cousin again, and that he saw 'toyols' (little satanic ceatures that steals stuff for its master) in the playground they were like little monkeys around 6 inches tall climbing and runnin around makin noises like donny the jungle boy from the cartoon "the wild thornberrys", the best part was, he said that the toyols were climbing all over him and all, and that they were colourful!!! wtf?? toyols are like miniature teletubbies???? get a clue will ya?

#1
i know this guy who is like into hip hop and stuff. so he told people that his mother is african. when infact, his mother is just a burnt out boyan. and that his cousin, get this, his COUSIN...
is eminem. that's right. the slim shady is suppose to be his cousin. and eminem is white and his mother is suppose to be black. like wtf????? he even told people that he use to live in miami when as a matter of fact, he has been keepin his dirty hairy ass in singapore all his life. no wait, he doesn't have a life.

i know you cant belive it. but its the truth!

and remember. liars go to hell. bad liars go to school first.

fP.

2005-12-27T16:16:00.000+08:00

this song "she spider" by mew, so describe the way i feel.
i know. so emo.
i should stop.
but i am only human.

oh fuck.

shut up firdaos. (yes i talk to myself)

fP. says:

After we go to sleep

Our sun rise

I will make it the truth of painfully helping me cover up things

I wish I never had found

Confident

Tangled up in a nice life

Put the spider in you

Watching inDisregard

You live a nice life

With the spider in you I saved myself for someone somewhere's sweet caress

Something goes wrong

And all I sought was happiness

And so

In right wing fashion

We'll nurture xenophobia

And be strongIn right wing fashion

With paste and generosity

Because no one is safe

From someone somewhere's sweet embrace

And so I have simply decided to dislike you now.

fP.

2005-12-26T22:10:00.000+08:00

SEE. PSYCHOTIC.

I am
skruissemoibyfP.

SARAH is
Jepon best

OK. IM ACTUALLY BUSY RIGHT NOW. BUT JUST HAD TO BLOG.

AND SIEOW TING TONG SOUND SO FUNNY

TRY REPEATING IT LIKE 12 TIMES !! (MAKE SURE NO ONE IS AROUND YOU, OR THEY'LL THINK YOU ARE LIKE FUCKIN NUTS).

see. funny right?

not funny?
ok never mind.

jepon best says: (EMOTICON HAVING SPASMS)

skruissemoibyfP. says:
sieow ting tong

skruissemoibyfP. says:
.

jepon best says:
LOL!!

jepon best says:
bak kwa!!

skruissemoibyfP. says:
OOh!!!

skruissemoibyfP. says:
deng deng BABi!!

jepon best says:
LOL

jepon best says:
I HEARTXX BEE CHENG HIANGX

jepon best says:
<33333333333

skruissemoibyfP. says:
OOH!

skruissemoibyfP. says:
SO BABI LAHX U!

jepon best says:
ME?? ALAH!! YOU TOO LARHXX!

skruissemoibyfP. says:
LOLXX!

jepon best says:
hahax!

jepon best says:
YOU VERY FUNNY LEHHX!

jepon best says:
YOU KNOW NORTX?

skruissemoibyfP. says:
HAHAXX~~~~~******!!

jepon best says:
YOU KNOW HOW TO LAUGH ONY ARHXX?

jepon best says:
siaozz...

skruissemoibyfP. says:
DOTS DOTS DOTS

jepon best says:
LOLX

jepon best says:
you arhx

ouh, and hell no. we do not chat like that. just maakin fun of lianzz lorhhxxzzz......

2005-12-26T18:12:00.000+08:00

today we ordered komala's for lunch, yes, they do delivery services. . . so we ate thosai and blah blah... you know, vegetarian shit.

that was when this conversation happened.

mm-my mom
mb-my brother
me-missy elliot .

ok fine just kidding
(obviously. wtf is missy doin eating thosai at my house?) ,
me is me!

mb: nonsense arh ni makanan! aper ni!?
me: keema (a type of gravy) lah bodoh!
mb: (trying to be funny) KIMAK TAKDER? pukimak.
mm: arhk! kimak ader!! korang duer ekor ni pukimak!

i know. SHOCKING. to you.

anyways, the food was nice.

call komala's delivery : 63922224

fP.

2005-12-25T23:30:00.000+08:00

guilt traps. infidelity. stop it. ME A NUISANCE?
its soooo pot calling the kettle black.
and no, my MSN nick isn't always about you.
you are so confused.
get a clue will ya?!

so, yeah, this picture is for you.

from fP. to susan.

i guess weird people have mood swings and could get angry too, huh.

oh. and to this person. fuck you back.

fP.

2005-12-25T22:55:00.000+08:00

do not indulge. quit saying your life sucks. stop only caring about yourself. yeah , its true. you have to love yourself first before you could love anyone else, but there's a line.
there are other people who lead more tragic lives than you. you selfish asshole. sometimes people cut themselves. i do that. a few times. when i was indulging. indulging in my sorrows. but it sucks doing that. YOU ARE KILLING YOURSELF. ok. before i start sounding like a councellor on coke. i better shut up.

fP.

2005-12-25T18:50:00.000+08:00

was chatting to sarah just now, showed her a few photos of me. and wtf! i photo inspired me!!!! ohhlaalla!!! check out the results! btw, yeah, i dun have photoshop, had to use paint. but fuck it, i see so many botched up photoshop edited photos. just go to friendster and see. btw, yeah. fuckin santa claus (said in whiny childish american accent) doesn't fucking exist. sorry santa believers. grow up. okay. maybe that's too harsh.

before: wtf type of pic with bad lips ,expression and shirt. and ugly background.

after:wtf type of pic with bad lips ,expression and shirt with cool fP. motif at the back. very cool. (i do not have photoshop ok!!!) (egomaniac.)(not really) (seen worse)

ouh and btw, everytime sometin is bracket-ed (), those are my thoughts, DEEPER THOUGHTS , that are not said, yes, i talk everytime i blog. how psychotic, i know.

2005-12-24T17:24:00.000+08:00

i realised, i enjoy twisting songs, so that they sound twisted. or so that they do not make sense like: i love you , you love me we are happy family. will sound like: i glove you , you glove me we are happy family. get the pic?

my life was like a musical just now. so much singing. my mother, my brother and me.

we sang the "tissue one dollar" song, you know, that number one hit, in the market loudly just now. everyone looked at us.

here are two twisted songs i sang in the cab with my mom today. the journey from the market to home was fun!!!

GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN- CYNDI LAUPER.

ORIGINAL VERSION: one day! in the middle of the night! my father ask me what im gonna do with my life!!!
TWISTED VERSION: one day! in the midlle of the night! my daughter ask me what im gonna do with my wife!!!

HUNG UP- MADONNA.

ORIGINAL VERSION: every single thing that you say or do, i hung up!! i hung up on you!!!!
TWISTED VERSION: every single breast that you said i grew!! i hung up i them hung up on you!!!! (wanted to replace it with hanging the newly grown breast on the christmas tree, you know, to be festive and all, but it doesnt rhyme. )

ouh and i dreamt i bought an hermes birkin bag for 1600 bucks and soon realise that it was made of cardboard and scotch tape. its way scarier than it sounds. i feel cheated in the dream. argh!!!! the guilt of yesterday haunts me!!! IM SERIOUS. its a nightmare, not a dream.

2005-12-23T22:59:00.000+08:00

watched discovery channel just now. and there is this african tribes people. who wore nothing but narrowed yellow wooden tube pointed skywards. and yerp they put their dick in the wooden tube and let their tribal balls hang. and you know who i watched all this soft porn with? my mom and brother. and one of the women (no not the discovery channel crew, but from the tribe) had one breast way bigger thn the other. omg.

yes. that's usher.

humorous bowl.

2005-12-23T21:54:00.000+08:00

ok. something happen. im sorta feeling guilty.

but not guilty enough to be sorry about it!

hah!

i have been talking bout guilt. have you noticed?

ok nvm. anyways.....

i was charged (money wise) wrongly for something.

im not gonna tell you what's the item.

who knows.

your mother or something (read: i use something, not someone) could be the dumb cashier whom i love (the posibilities) . but hey. since dumb americans still vote for assholic bush. ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE.

lets just say, i paid around.. hmm.. 50% cheaper. really! (don't be jealous. haha.)

but i kept quiet.

didn't tell the cashier about it.

i mean unless im a rich asshole (im not! but i could be an asshole. not literally.)...

but im not a liar! im honest! really!

honest enough to tell you that you that ur shirt is fugly and that your neighbour i fat , but not honest enough to do the right thing,

to cut it short, im honest for the wrong reasons.

so yeah. i was so scared the cashier would chase after me and put me in a room full of butterflies , i acted like a freak (more than usual.) . by the way, I HATE BUTTERFLIES. i literally ran away from the boutique (hint! BOUTIQUE) and i was so scared the camera would notice my face and like check my identification or something and like ... i dunnoe! shit infront of my house?

fuck it.

so by the way, its not my fault the. cashier was just plain dumb. to charge me wrongly. so its her fault. but i love her! for charging me wrongly.

but i still feel guilty! like i said. i believe in karma. so i constantly checked my fuggin nokia phone and NDS to see whether they were still with me. i was afraid that since i wasnt honest just now, god might take something away from me. so yeah. i was like a nutcasem(again, more than usual. ) just now. hugging my possesions like crazy. and crossing the road carefully and walking on bright crowded places, to minimise my chances of getting mugged!! i was so sure someting bad was gonna happen!!!! by the way, i use the balance of the money that i was suppose to use to pay for the damn effing thing (but didnt), to buy a $20 mens fashion magazine. "arena homme+". and shahida was like so jealous , because of my so called savings, i was charged wrongly remember!!!

ok so anyway. just now i was approached to become a model in this .. modelling agency thingy. somebody said it could be a scam. blah blah blah. i don't fucking care whether it's a scam or not. the point is. im not ugly! at least not so ugly. ok, should stop before i sound like madonna. mtv's artiste of ............ EVERYTHING. but she is friggin madonna! SHE CAN SAY THAT! not me. im just a wannabe designer who saved lots of money because i was charged wrongly. that all.

oh yeah. about the picture. im taking a risk. the risk of robocop burning my house or like, beating me up or something.

talented grapes

clever shoelace (thank you ms lazaroo.)

jovial doorbell (thank you yuni j.)

keep your words coming in!!!

and i had fun. the old people. excluding aslam. shahida, elle and me. love you guys.

2005-12-22T19:53:00.000+08:00

RAINBOW

Just felt like posting this.

hungry rainbow.

2005-12-22T16:42:00.000+08:00

okay, i have to admit. im guilty. guilty of wathing chick flick movies and reading chick lit books. im sorry! it's just me! sorry!

oh god. forgive me for my lack of class. why the fuck did i say that? why did i say sorry?

and why the fuck am i seeking your forgiveness for my momentary lack of class?

just forget what the hell i just typed.

yeah im guilty of watching chick lit movies. they are just so..... FETCH!!!

lemmesee. bring it on, watched it 12 times, legally blonde (yes. i watch it. shocking. i know.) 8 times, the sequel , hmm around 4 times? and mean girls? i can watch it everyday and still not get fuckin sick and tired of it. fuckin fetch.
fugly.
fetch.
i learned from mean girls! see! they are educational!

mistake: makin this pic. halfway through i realise that im not guilty of watching or reading chick lit. as it is not wrong to do so. which means im not guilty.

besides that an old friend called.

kinda miss the nostalgic times ( nostalgic? am i like fuckin 72?)

living at pasir ris.

those were the shoplifting days..

and cabot mengaji.. even though its held at my house. somehow i managed to escape it.. astaghfirrulahhalazim. shocking eh?

days of playing pokemon and erasing the saved files of friends you don't really like....

and telling my mom im cycling around my house when as a matter of fact, i cycled to sunplaza park in tampines.

block catching.

those were the days of yore...

ok, i better shut up. before i start sounding like someone (no names here. figure it out yourself. no, HE is not linked.) who blog with false intellectuality. you see, these people are not as smart as they think they are.

on another note, I MEMORISED THE DANCE ROUTINE OF "HUNG UP" BY MADONNA!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!! HOW EMBARASSING. BUT FUCK IT. THE DANCE STEPS ARE NICE. BUT TRUS ME, I HATE THESE STUPID POP DANCES, MADONNA IS AN EXCEPTION. the dance step are like.. whoah! simple (not really actually) but mind blowing! especially the part where madonna (at 2 minutes exactly in the video.) did da shuffling feet thing with da hand roll (is that what you call it?) and da fish guy part.

and i have a new hobby!!!

writing and saying things which have no link and no sense (what's new?)

eg:

hairy table.

arrogant breast.

naughty lasagne.

murtabak biadab.

speaker gatal.

see!!! FUN! FUN! FUN!

2005-12-21T15:15:00.000+08:00

live with someone that annoys you!!??

you want to seek revenge but you're not sure?

hmm.

you came to the right fucking place!!!!!

because, i , fP, will teach you three diffrent techniques on

HOW TO SEEK REVENGE ON YOUR ROOM-MATE!!!!

quick and easy!

your room-mate could be your neughbour, your brother, or even your pet rock!!!

lets start!!!

#1-the clothes rag.

this technique is most suitable for a messy fucker. if your room-mate is one, A MESSY FUCKER. who always leave vapour marks on the table, spill coke and don't wipe it, and leave his ciggarette ashes on the floor, use this technique!!! simply start wiping away on those stains!!! the catch? do not use a rag! use one of your room-mate's clothes!!! make sure the piece of clothing you use is one which you would never wear.
pros: satisfied feeling which will trigger evil laugh! muahahahaha!, its very drastic.
cons:its very drastic.

#2- tooth/toilet brush.

ahh. this technique is a classic! just use your room-mates icky tooth brush and scrub the toilet bowl!!! you'll achive better results if you use the toilet first before scrubbing and remember. DO NOT FLUSH! what a yummy treat for your room-mate.
pros: discreet, they will never know (unless you are a dumb fuck who will tell.)
cons: could be tiring and the icky stuffs might get to you.

#3- the spray.

my favourite. feel that wiping stains with your room-mate clothes is too much of a hassle? or that the toilet bowl is too GROTESQUE? this technique is perfect for you!!! you only need spit, your spit. when your room-mates not around, spray his clothes with your saliva!!! it's that easy! but remember to make sure that you only spit on the clothes you would never wear!!! to achieve a better result, DONT BRUSH YOUR TEETH BEFORE DOING THIS. AND EAT PRESERVED FISH OR SHIT LIKE THAT before doing this too!!! so what are you waiting for??? start pui-ing away!
pros: discreet, simple, it's so not complicated , anybody could do it. and most of all, satisfaction is most definitely guaranteed!
cons: non , you idiot.

have fun!

this blog and its owner are not liable for any consequences faced by the people who practise the techniques mentioned above.

revenge is sweet.

2005-12-20T10:42:00.000+08:00

its only so much i can take.
their nonsensicality.

below. the stupid things they say.

i got so inspired, i wrote poems bout them!!! yippee!!!!!!

a day of a pariah.
matao rokok arh!
the things you say.
shut up aarh!
pls fuckin go away.

aku sacok sak!
ok, whatever that means.
you no u suck.
you belong to rubbish bins.

von dutch caps were nice.
until you m&Ms fuckin wore them.
coloured contacts on you eyes.
hope you get hit by a car. BAM!

you only always care bout fuckin.
just 18 and you have a baby in her tummy.
besides fuckin you be thrash talkin.
then leave ur children to be a dummy.

everything looks cheap on you.
like your fake LV on your shoulder.
you ought to get sued.
or at least hit by a boulder.

i can fly...
you do your jalan bukak wing.
any faster you'll fly.
with your passe shirt thats pink.
when will you die?

the passe-nators.
you did harajuku fashion wrong,
including reggae songs,
and roxy and quik,
you make people sick.

pearl necklaces are divine.
but my words turned unkind,
you ought to be fined,
when it was bind,

around your cheap smelling neck,
trust you to fugly-fy gucci bags,
you annoy me to the max.
ok firdaos, relax.

2005-12-19T11:42:00.000+08:00

today is "blog-like-an-ah-lian day!!!"

hellew... today mie so bored liaozzz.... yesterday eat the lamb chop, today oso, tomolo oso. wah. eat lamb chop everyday later mary (had a little lamb) sianZ wan arhxx!!! lolx lolx LOLX . barhzxx. :P. just now, i go down, eu noe wat i see? very the knn one lehx. this chi ko pek, go and look look @ tis maid lor. wah lau. gross one lehx.

yay! yesterdae mie mummy got giv mie $10 lehx!! *claps* for no reason one. so i ask why lor, she say eu haf been good one lor. she say tomolo i good again she giv me money oso!!! *grins* wah !! ike this everyday hor. BECOME MILLIONAIRE ONE LEHXX! lolx! if i become rich one hor, i go luis verton* buy buy bag lor.hahaxxx.

tats ol lor. lata i blog again lah. see got time a not. if not tml oso can what. hahax.
byee! *grins*. okieezz..=)

mUAckxxxx!!
xxx

*louis vuitton(loo-ee, vee-ton)

2005-12-18T11:32:00.000+08:00

wondering why the fuck my MSN nick is "scruissemoibyfP."

here's why.

the story behind it.

you think you know.

but you have no idea.

ok. like wtf?

ok. i was angry. so my MSN nick was "screweverybody.by.fP." and i always have this weird shit that ends with ".by.fP." . so those things are suppose to be names of some sort of a diffusion line from my fP. label. then one day i was talking to shahida about developing an "fP." perfume called "screweverybody.by.fP." our marketing strategy (thinking a bit too much here.) was that the perfume will cause controversy, which in the end will make people extremely curious a bout the perfume and make them buy it. but we worry it would be banned. then something happened... (read on)

(im f, shahida is s)
an idea of mixing english words with malay happened!!!

s:why not call it 'screwsmorang.by.fP."?!?!?! (which sounds like "screw everyone" in malay.)

f:sial arh! i want my perfume to able to sell in bloody malaysia!!!

s:how bout "screwsemua.by.fP"??!! ehk ?? ehk ?? (which sounds like "screw all" in malay)

f:then i change the spelling a lil bit!!!!! i'll call it "skruissemoibyfP." so people wont have any idea wtf they are buying!!! the perfume will smell very provocative as its intention is to screw. furthermore, skruissemoi doesnt sound malay!!!

s:yar yar yar yar!!!! ngahhah.

f;pllfttt!! nya nya nya!!

s:gagakikigaga!!!

f&S:nyah nyah nyah!!!!!

the perfect gift for that special someone.

scruissemoibyfP.

2005-12-18T01:33:00.000+08:00

just in case u people were wondering what the fug i was talking about just now, its about my appearance on channel news asia. and whatever it is. thank you fifah, for the compliment.

2005-12-18T01:03:00.000+08:00

awwwwwww..... fifah was being very un-fifah-ish just now, she said i looked good on camera.

i so do not think so. one shot, the one on the fuckin staircase, my eyes (i mean slits) were so fuckin small (thanks to the fuckin sun, no, dun take it too seriously!! i love u sun!!). its so freaking small, i swear, a dental floss would be sufficient to blind my eyes.

my eyes are already slightly narrow. light so don't help it. no wonder the tissue auntie in orchard always speaks chinese to me on a warm effing-ly bright sunny day.

2005-12-17T11:10:00.000+08:00

WARNING!!!!!!!!!
IF YOU ARE A BIG FAN OF CHOCOLATE CAKE, DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT READ THIS POST!

I got a story to tell ( i always do. bitch).

this was a flash back.

this shit , i mean , literally , SHIT , happened when i was 12 and still schooling in park view primary school. class of 2002.

there were alot a freaks in my school.

one namely called e-chew (i dunno how to spell his name but his name sounds like that.). yup. like e-mail, but slightly different. its e-chew. ok so this e-chew guy, is a bit psychotic. actually ALOT psychotic.

he was from loyang primary if im not mistaken, was expelled for touching girls (note the 's' behind girl) breasts (note the 's' behind breast) (seriously.) so he was transferred to my school. he apparently has a mental problem (I CAN SEE THAT.).

HE always wreck a bit a of mayhem. like running around school when the teachers scold him. u know, psychotic shit. and my form teacher , mr wee (whom i wish would rot in hell),was the dicipline master. so this e-chew often got 'invited' into my class to face punishment. and my class at that time was air-condition so you can't really tell what's goin on outside the class. we had sealed doors with only a glass window on the top ogf the door the size of kate moss' breasts (yes, it's that small.).

so this e-chew ask my teacher for permission to the to the toilet. and typical primary school cliche, the teacher refused. and e-chew was asked to stand outside the classroom (big mistake.)

so lesson went as usual, then 15 minutes later was recess. we opened the door and e-chew was laughing. so we wondered why. apparently HE SHITTED OUTSIDE THE CLASSROOM!!!!! WTF???? WHAT THE FUCK??!!!! AND HE WAS LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY LIKE FUCK AND LIKE POINTING TO HIS SHIT LIKE CRAZY. THE WHOLE THING WAS LIKE FUCK. everyone just screamed. it was just bizarre. god knows how e-chew is like right now.

i got a picture of him actually. but decided not to put it up. due to fear that he would find out where the hell i live and shit outside my house.

remember. he is a psycho.

and why i put a picture of a chocolate cake instead of actual shit?
maybe if you image googled the word shit, you might understand why.

btw. i suck on tv just now.

fuck.

2005-12-17T01:08:00.000+08:00

argh!!!! school is starting.

and i hate someone new today.

im afraid i wont have time to update this blog when school re-opens.

damn. hoe.

GAGAGAGA!!!!!!!

2005-12-16T16:48:00.000+08:00

SEE. PEOPLE BULLYING ME.

wah!! BARNEY COLOURS!!!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
hahahahaaha

panties.by.fP. says:
huh?

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
IS IT TRUE

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
KIDS STARE AT YOU

panties.by.fP. says:
yah~!!!!!

panties.by.fP. says:
and all my adek sedare are all fond of me.

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
you're ABSOLUTELY sure?

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
omg

panties.by.fP. says:
and i feel weird when they are.

panties.by.fP. says:
the'll be like maner abang pidaos?? maner abang pidaos??

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
OMG

panties.by.fP. says:
and ill be like trying to avoid them.

panties.by.fP. says:OMG.

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
you're so screwed

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
((((((((:

panties.by.fP. says:
dun remind me.

panties.by.fP. says:ARGH!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
hahahaha!!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
oh my

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
when i have kids later on

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
I'LL INTRODUCE THEM TO YOU

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
(((:

panties.by.fP. says:
NNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
yes yes yes!

panties.by.fP. says:
AAARRRGGHHHH!!!

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
I WONDER WHAT YOU'RE KIDS WILL ACT LIKE AROUND YOU

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
they'd be like, watching barney CLASSICS

i want HENRYK'S BUTT says:
then they'll go like... EHH! TU MCM PAPA EHH!!

panties.by.fP. says:
bllody hell.

AM I BARNEY?

2005-12-16T15:48:00.000+08:00

WHEREVER I GO. kids always stare at me. seriously. it freaks me out!!! like many times in the bus, the kid in the seat infront of me will turn around and just stare at me. i mean really turn around, not the usual glance, A FUCKIN STARE. and the stare usually last at least 5 minutes. I SWEAR!!! and then i dont know what the hell to do.really!! Like once i was having dinner with my mom then there was this kid infont of me that just stared. and when i turn around, I REALISE THAT THE OTHER KIDS WERE STARING AT ME TOO!!!! ITS BLOODY FREAKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and when my mom's friend comes with their kids, the stupid children will al stare at me. like wtf????

WHO AM I? OR WHAT AM I??!! AM i a box of candy? the new hotwheels?? am i a barbie doll?? (please no! if IM barbie, i will have big boobs. barbie is an A cup for sure.) OR WORSE, am i a bratz doll???? (im not that egotistical you know. my head ain't that big.)

or is there simply a barney in me??????????

kids will all look at barney. boys or girls. maybe kids see barney in me. it should be. bacause i do not look weird or anything. i dont have like a dick on my head (i know people who do. won't mention names.) or something. there must be a barney in me. for sure.

yes. we know. we don't like them too.

2005-12-16T14:56:00.000+08:00

I CAME ACROSS ONE TOO MANY FRIENDSTER ACCOUNTS AND BLOG PROFILES THAT STATES: I HATE LIARS, HYPOCRITES, BACKSTABBERS, ASSHOLES....BLAH BLAH.. BUT the problem is. who the fuck does???????

damnit!! it annoys me.

i'll explain the barney and a-5-year-old-me hybrid in the next post.

i remember!

2005-12-15T18:50:00.000+08:00

i remember once. ahmad, is , yat and me were playing pool. then yat suddenly just broke into a song.

hollaback girl.

and he's no stranger to getting songs mixed up.

like here's an example.

eg:
yat: chain chain chain....... (singin 'chain of fools'.)
me: eh i like that song.
yat:sama arh!! aku download aretha franklin ngan francisco nyer version.
me: francisco??!!
yat: american idol! francisco barrino.
me:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!??? haha!! FANTASIA barrino lah! hahahahaha!!!
yat:ouh...

see. how the fuck can fantasia be francisco? i thought at first maybe francisco's state anthem was 'chain of fools' or somethin (the possibilities!). or some sort of remix specially catered to the people of francisco (again, the possibilities!!!) or shit like that. god. haha.

ok back to the actual story, is , ahmad yat and me were playing pool.

yat sang hollaback girl...

but instead of saying "this shit is bananas! " he replaced the phallic fruit with PAPAYAS!!!!

the problem was. he really thought the song used the word papaya!!!!

SO YEAH. THE PICTURE EXPLAINS how yats version of 'hollaback girl' goes.

is , ahmad and me just roll on the fuckin floor laughing. literally. (yes. we in the arcade.)

gwen stefani would be so proud.

i really can't imagine if the song really used the word papayas.

i'll die laughing.

lets get more personal.

2005-12-14T23:57:00.000+08:00

there is a five year old in me. his name is Lontong. say hi to Lontong.

seriously i think i have a rather 'outer' "inner-child" seriously!!! ( that sentance started with seriously and ended with seriously as well!!!).by that i mean, my inner child is like, very out. as in i act like Lontong quite alot. (my inner child's name , not that malay dish that will eventullay turn you into a fat bitch.)

here are a few factors why i think so.

but wait!!! im not childish. well, not to the extreme of saying 'eeeeee' to girls and saying 'oh horr' to the word fuck. FUCK FUCK FUCK.

somethings here are very embarassing. but there have already stopped. REALLY.

OK. factors right? here they are:

i still enjoy drinking from a milk bottle. i still do it. if a bottle is accessible. thats why my mom secretly threw away my milk bottle when i was about 8. but, puh-leasse. i bought a new one !!!!! ntuc fairprice only sells them for like 3 bucks?
toy'r'us is almost like my second home. u can ask my friends. i always annoy them by bugging them to go to toys'r'us. I JUST LOVE IT THERE!!!!!!
i secretly scan for toys in the toys'r'us chrismas catalouge. i still do this .
i pee on the bed at 14. but only once in my teenhood!!!! I SWEAR!!!!!!!!. ITS JUST THAT I WAS DREAMING THAT I WAS LIKE SWIMMING IN A POOL, and (all of u are guilty!) honestly, most people just pee in the bloody pool. that's what happened..... i was dreaming.... swimming in a pool... water gliding all over me...... i let go... i peed..(i thought i was in the pool u see!)... a warm sensation was felt.... all over me..... (*snap* reality bites!) realised i was on the bed!!!, which was like drenched in pee. in my pee. sometimes i seriously wonder what the hell is wrong with me, seriously.

ilovefp.by.fP.

fuck you.

2005-12-14T01:10:00.000+08:00

i hope my step father burns in fucking hell.

bloody begok.

asshole.

your mere presence annoy me.

ARGHHHH!!!!!!!

the chronicles of Barney-a, the liar , the bitch , and the bathrobe.

2005-12-13T11:03:00.000+08:00

hello.

the chronicles of BARNEYA. (A FEMALE BARNEY.and yes, that's a louis vuitton multicolor speedy.)

the liar , (so, when will the bloody soldiers get out of iraq HUH!!??)

the bitch , (what?)

and the bathrobe. (it really IS a bathrobe.)

in conjuntion with the over-hyped "the chronicles of narnia" crap.

unlike my father. i keep promises.

2005-12-12T22:37:00.000+08:00

so as promised. my MSN display picture.

yummy...

realisations.

2005-12-12T21:25:00.000+08:00

here are a few hings i realise today!!!!

#1.
its annoying when you are talking on the phone with somone and this person just randomly read to you a magazine article or something . i do that sometimes, so yeah. i can be annoying. but shoelaces are cooler.

#2.
some people poop as rarely as once a week. some as outrageous as ONCE A MONTH!!
oh god. these people must be full of shit. when someone behaves shitty-ly , ask them how often they poop. sometimes its not their fault... (drumroll please...) ANOTHER REALISATION!! FIBRE MAKES PEOPLE LESS SHITTY!!! so if someone is behaveing like an asshole , stuff vegetables down their throat. if you REALLY hate this person, stuff that cabbage down their ass.

#3.
thanks to the nokia N90 i realise i have relatively thick lips. but i've learned to embrace it.
my MSN messenger display picture is a close-up of my lips with the word 'yummy...' on it. i'll put it in my next post ok!!!!??? wow. very enthusiastic.

N90 equals to supreme fun!!! ok, not really. see me on tv soon. pls don't.

2005-12-11T19:55:00.000+08:00

me, posing with the nokia N90. forgive my annoying pose and messy room. if only the phone was mine. it would be. if i win!!!!!!

shameem exiting the channelnewsasia van.

the motherly shahida. if mothers are crazy-psychotic-kuku-bird-yelling-biatch-on-crack, that term deemed unsuitable..

shameem loves the camera too bad it's a one way relationship. as if spilling red paint on her wasn't enough; now i had to diss her. im mean. i know. but im not evil.

oh karipap.

i know. oily and selenger face. i just had nothing better to do.

im tired. from filming one minute film thing for channelnewsasia. the film was about the colour red. and i wanna win. other than that, i have been thinkin WAYYYY TOO MUCHHH!! so im just gonna share with you guys some syiok sendiri photos taken with the N90 PHONE AND ALSO A BIZARRE CLIP, TAKEN WITH THE HELP OF THE N90 AS WELL. when i say the clip is bizarre, i really mean it. click here to watch shahida going crazy in the middle of bugis. give me some rst and i'll be back to my old weird self. sory shameem for spilling red paint all over. also. i had to endure fuckin dirty toilets in little india, blisters on my feet, bloody bitch who cut my queue for my rojak, nausea-ness , heat, broke-ness. ok stop being a bitch firdaos. shut up. stop complaining. i just did. i just complained bout me complaining.

i love everybody.

except people i don't really like.

that so doesn't make sense.

it does atually.

kinda.

2005-12-10T23:54:00.000+08:00

as promised. bloody pics. more tomorrow. im too tired and cranky. screw stupid selfish stepfathers that hides clensers and snacks so he could have them for himself. if im gonna be calculative in the future, you have one more thing to worry about. bloody asshole. sorry. will be weird when noT SCREWED U AND TIRED. also wtf is wrong with so called religious assholes who do not allow their girlfriends to wear sleeveless clothes or what fuck??? you are just jealous cause ur bitch is hot and you are just not good enough. you wanna act religious?? FIRST AND FOR MOST YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN BE STUFFING HER FACE WITH YOUR FUCKING TOUNGUE IF YOU ARE SO FUCKIN RELIGIOUS. DON'T BE FAKE ASSHOLES...

ARGH!!!! WHY AM I SUCH A CRANKY JERK TODAY???

GIVE ME PROZAC. I NEED PROZAC.

reflections. again. i hate it too.

2005-12-09T22:49:00.000+08:00

happy farewell.

im gonna miss liyana, sharifah, and salihah.
screw those seniors who didn't come. i don't know which name belongs to which face anyway.

ok so anyways, we dressed up like crazy!! some dressed like normal people. screw them. anyways. shameem didnt appear as a hi-5 inspired prostitute. she became a slutty nurse. oh well. whats the diff. ayuni's obsession with green turned her to this weird ass plant lady thing. christabelle was suppose to be dressed as a playboy bunny, but since we though that it wouldn't be appropriate for her to be dressed that way since afterwards she was heading to church for a chrismas play after the bloody costume party (she woud so be sprinkled with holy water if she was dressed as a horny bunny). shahida was hot as a vampire. though her fake teeth got her blabberin like a cow on steroids. salihah became a weird ass gothic thing. liyanah was wearing this fur vest, she was a snow princess, more like ice kacang princess to me (she didn't wanna tell me where she got her fur vest as she was afraid i would buy it. like hello? are you crazy?). more coverage later. or tomorrow. im sorry but im fuckin busy so go and make tea or something.

SHAMEEM,SHAHIDA.

2005-12-08T23:58:00.000+08:00

SHAHIDA, ME, SHAMEEM.

here are conversations i had between these crazy bitches (whom i love).

ok shameem first, since she accompanied me to buy pyjamas. (seriously.)

shameem called me. at around 9.30 pm. here's the conversation.
im f. she's s.

s:hello, firdaos!!!!!

f:yeah what?

s:guess what im gonna wear tomorrow!!?? (as excited as a whore on crack.)

f:what flower princess?

s:no i changed! im gonna be a prostitute! (sounds like she had just became a spokesperson for mcdonalds.)

f:WHAT!!??? (as shocked as knowing fucking americans are out of iraq) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

s:im gonna wear this tight tight tight black pants and this super mini skirt!!!!! (ooh, layered clothes . very hi-5.)

f:ookkay...

s:then im gonna wear like extremely thick make up with a mole on my cheek!!!! (channeling marilyn monroe and lil kim.)

f: remember your super red lipstick!!!!

s:ya i will!!! eh fir i call u back ok!!!???

f:ok ok!

s:ok bye!!

END.

NOW shahida's turn.
another conversation in the freaking mrt. with shahida tahak.
she was playin with my ds btw.im f.she's s.

here goes.

f:do you think its a waste of money buying this shit? (referring to my ds)

s:nolah!!! its fuckin fun!!! (very loudly.)

f:what does it feel like having a ds??

s: YAH YAH!!! LIKE HAVING KUKU BIRD!!!!! (SHE WAS SAYING THIS IN THIS LIKE TOTALLY SPASTIC VOICE, A CROSS BETWEEN A BABY AND OLD CHANG KEE. (nice sotong.) REMEMBER! ALL THIS IS HAPPENIN INSIDE THE FUCKIN TRAIN!!!)

f:(too stunned to do anything)

s: (smiling widely as though she got an award for best plastic bag designer.)

END.

JUST WHEN I THOUGH I WAS WEIRD.
GUESS THERE are ALWAYS SOMEONE BETTER THAN YOU.

lessons. things not to do with kids. all based on true accounts. seriously.

2005-12-07T21:40:00.000+08:00

there are more, but im only in the mood to tell two. hoe.

number one.
this happened when i was 4. as a muslim, we males had to be circumcised, so my stupid adult relatives who think they have an idea what the fuck they are doing, ALWAYS disturbed me about me not being curcimcised yet (that was done few months later. when i was 4 lah!!!) by saying "belom potong totek ehk!!!" in english "have not cut your bird-bird arh!!". so i thought to myself (see, stupid adults always poison a childs mind.), lets get it over and done with. how painful could curcimcision be right? alot of people have done it before. and so i just took a pair of industrial sized scissors and attempetd to just cut off my dick, as i thought that was how it was being performed. but allah was great and most merciful. my mom went into my room and saw what i attempted to do and obviously stopped me. oh thank god. i could not imagine what could have possibly happened if i had really cut my dick off. it might be sewn on the wrong way and i might even possibly pee upwards. who knows. i might even be dead. thinking about it still freaks me out. god. i love my penis. i really do. ....that sounds so wrong.
lesson learned: know your limits. don't tease a kid to the extreme. u stupid people.

number two.
i was 3, i can't be put to sleep at night. and my mom was too lazy to tell me anymore stupid brain-washing propaganda (fairy tales. i really think they are stupid brain-washing propaganda.).
so what my mom did was... pretended to be asleep. but she didn't fooled me. i tried waking her up. from shouting to hittng my milk bottle on her head. all these didn't work. so i took a vase and attempted to hit her head. she woke up!!! imagine what the fuck could have possibly happen!!!!!!!!!! bloodshed!! i think. or at least i'll have a psycho for a mom. wait. i already have! but everyone at home is a psycho anyway.
lesson learned: never assume kids are easy to fool. fools.

fuck.

2005-12-07T00:47:00.000+08:00

im not acting this all up.IM NOT. IM JUST SO PISSED.
GOD. THIS IS ONE OF THE POST WHERE IM JUST. I DUNNOE. MAD. AND HURT , HONESTLY. YES I KNOW, HOW SUPRISING, I HAVE FEELINGS??!! YEAH. infact, its true. i do have feelings. im only human. ok. enough. too emo.

okay....

2005-12-07T00:27:00.000+08:00

susan suddenly gave me this picture on msn. here is the conversation:
obviously im :panties.by.fP.

panties.by.fP. says:
have you been to my weblog?
panties.by.fP. says:
by the way
panties.by.fP. says:
what are you doing?
NONSENSE says:
weblog?
NONSENSE says:
im biting my pillow
NONSENSE sends:
Open(Alt+P)
panties.by.fP. says:
im scratching my toungue.
NONSENSE says:
ok
panties.by.fP. says:
wtf is that?
NONSENSE says:
haha
panties.by.fP. says:
aper tu?

You have just sent a Nudge!

NONSENSE says:
u accpet je

You have successfully received C:\Documents and Settings\User\My Documents\My Received Files\an.jpg from NONSENSE.

panties.by.fP. says:
ew
panties.by.fP. says:
lelaki ke pompuan??
NONSENSE says:
lelaki lA
panties.by.fP. says:
sial arh.
NONSENSE says:
n he put tt as frenster primary photo
panties.by.fP. says:
who the fuck is dat?????
NONSENSE says:
n u noe wad..im havin a fever now..n i was sick tis morn..bt i don tink so
NONSENSE says:
it is my schl mate
panties.by.fP. says:
sial arh..
panties.by.fP. says:
geli sak.
NONSENSE says:
ok.

by the way. let me remind you. that picture. he is a guy.

ew.that's like SO FRIGGIN GRRR-OSS!! LIKE EWWWW!*

*forgive me for sounding like a valley girl. just felt like doing it.

im sorta pissed at susan. not for giving me nightmares with that pic. but for some other reasons.

a thing i realized today. god, i rather not know.nah.

2005-12-06T23:38:00.000+08:00

this someone shall remain annonymous ok.

by the way, the reason for the short posts these few days are due to intense drama sessions in school. and also not knowin what the fuck to wear for the costume party. but trust me, whatever i'll be, it will be freaky. (no, im not dressing as myself.)

bantal busuk. smelly pillow.

2005-12-05T01:13:00.000+08:00

i got a favourite pillow, i named it shoelace. i love shoelace, its hard to sleep without it. but one of my brothers stupid friend(i won't tell u his name, as to not defame him. jeigfyv) lay down on it and now it stinks. so i knocked on my mom's bedroom door waited , 5 minutes before it opened and told her i wanted her versace woman (yes, the perfume is called woman.) perfume , to spray on my pillow. it smells so fuckin nice. my mom obviously dissed me. as im not supose to wake her up in the middle of the night unless there is a major crisis like me chocking on a fishball or somethin. but this is a major crisis!!! my pillow, shoelace, is fuckin smelly. she (my mom) told me to use the air freshener. wtf? if i want my pillow to smell like a toilet or a fuckin taxi , i'll use it. but i don't.

taxis make me puke.

and i don't wanna feel like im sleeping in a toilet.

shoelace smells so nice now.

thanks versace.

karma, farma, narma.

2005-12-04T13:42:00.000+08:00

GOLFISH.

karma. what goes around comes around. but i don't get it. do u? it just doesn't make fuckin sense sometimes (kinda like this blog.but go on! READ!).
ok lets picture this. i kill ur goldfish, then one day someone killed my goldfish, then one day someone will kill the guy that killed my goldfish's goldfish, then one day someone is gonna kill the guy who killed my goldfish's goldfish killer's goldfish. and will the chain stop? will my grandchildren ever see a goldfish in the future? or will goldfishes be exstinct by then??!! i just don't fuckin get it. either that or im thinkin WAY too much. WHAT IF SOMETHING LIKE THAT HAPPENS? but to cats!! argh!!!!! ...........................

chill. i just remembered that the goldfish thing was just a metaphor.

but c'mon. or for example, i killed ur goldfish, then someone killed my goldfish. but nothing happens to the goldfish belonging to my goldfish killer, because somehow he is sent by god to punish me and let me mourn for my goldfish???

could that be possible??

for that, im gonna quote iskandar and other religious muslim people and makcik-pakcik and all the hajas and hajis : wallahualam. (in arab: only god knows).

that's alot of goldfish in one post donchathink?

total no. of times the word goldfish was mention in this post, including the one in this sentence: 18.

my room. pictures.

2005-12-03T22:12:00.000+08:00

sorry but. my webcam has a wire. so its movements are very limited. so i cant really take pictures of my whole room, so i cant bring it with me if its attached to the computer.

my brother and his ugly cupboard, wardrobe, its da same. like almari and gerobok. hoe.

i found it in my store room. my mom said its ugly. its not! see the fugly walls? not my idea..

stupid balls.

i promise i can change!!. i won't be a criminal!! and furthermore, wtf is that thing doin in the art room>??!! it should be stolen! (just when im about to gain sympathy...)

my room. my humble abode. ok abode, whatever.

2005-12-03T21:33:00.000+08:00

i dont know what to blog about........so lets blog bout my room (bless random-ness). its not that ugly (oookay...). infact its quite well put together considering these three facts:

i live with my brother. and yes, his taste, to put it nicely, is fuckin cheap and ugly (im just trying to be nice! not.) he does stupid shit like cut out logos(stussy, ripcurl. cliche shit.) from plastic bags and paste them on his bloody wardrobe. plus he can't really draw. so the ugly drawings done by him on the cupboard so doesnt make things better. plus, his stupid friends always thrash the fuckin room. if my friends ever do that.....
im poor. so decorations in my room are mostly not meant for decorating (eg: stupid psychedelic balls hanging, fake fruits on my wall [banana and grape.] stolen from the art room in school , and stupid toys.) also i had to make do with ugly furniture. GOD!
my plan was screwed the fuckin hell up. things that i could possibly do something about are not even being executed properly. like i asked for two white walls , one fuschia and one lime green. ceiling: sky blue. but somehow, i cant explain it, my walls are blue and pink (adjacent) and ugh. nvm.

so yeah. the pics.. in the next post.

panties.by.fP.

2005-12-03T14:38:00.000+08:00

i was like underwear shopping one day with a friend. so as we were browsing through underwear, we saw this boxer briefs...... which looked like panties!!! actually the fabric is what made those male underwear look like lingerie (lawn-jshe-ray, not ling-grr-ree). so it inspired me to design a line of men's underwear called "panties.by.fp.". obviously it would be expensive designer underwear. it would give new meaning to men wearing panties (no, i was referin to "panties.b.fP"). instead of turning girls off, it will turn girls on! cause the girl knows that this guy wearing panties.by.fP. has style and money! who need calvins when u can have panties. i can imagine. it would be quite hilarious actually. a guy wearing underwear with the word "pantoes.by.fP." on the waist band... would be quite cool. think about it. or not.

total no. of times the word "panties.by.fP." was mentioned in this post:5.

okay, im not cheesy.

2005-12-03T09:27:00.000+08:00

please please PLEASE! IM NOT CHEESY!

CLICK HERE TO WATCH DUMB FUCK VIDEO. BUT ITS FUNNY, QUITE FUNNY. JUST BEAR WITH THE VIDEO FOR A WHILE. THE MIDDLE PART BOUT THE GNOME IS SO FUNNY. SERIOUSLY. BUT I DON'T KNOW. AS IM A GUY THAT FINDS THE WORD SHOELACE FUNNY.

AND YES, I HATE THIS SONG, I HATE IT.

this happened.

2005-12-02T23:40:00.000+08:00

I WAS PLAYING STUPID MARIO ON MY DS IN MY GRANDMOTHER'S ROOM ,YES, MY GRANDMOTHER WAS IN THE ROOM AS WELL. SUPRISINGLY, MARIO WAS QUITE FUCKIN DIFFICULT (OR HARD.LIKE STONE.WTF?) TO PLAY . OKAY SO I GOT ANNOYED, BECAUSE BLOODY MARIO KEPT FALLING OFF THE BLOODY SLOPE(FINE! IT'S MY FAULT.). SO I JUST SUDDENLY YELLED "FUCK!!!!!" OBVIOUSLY MY GRANDMOTHER HEARD THAT. AND SHE SAID "HEY!!!!". THAT'S ALL. FELT LIKE TELLING PEOPLE ABOUT IT.

BYE.

FUCKIN MARIO.

now you know me! or not.

2005-12-02T18:02:00.000+08:00

at least now you know some stuff about me! well, the important stuffs* at least. the rest will be a mystery. well. at least fo now.

*obviously not.

5 things you probably didn't know about me. hoe.

2005-12-02T17:58:00.000+08:00

wanna see a larger clearer picture??!!
click the damn picture!

top five things i need MORE of.hoe.

2005-12-02T17:35:00.000+08:00

you want the picture to look larger?! click on it!

top three materialistic things in my mind. hoe.

2005-12-02T17:01:00.000+08:00

click on the picture for a larger view.

i got my DS. now what?

2005-12-02T16:47:00.000+08:00

yes. mine is red. yes, it looks a bit strange. as it is so fuckin red. BUT NOW WHAT??!!

I ONly got one game so far, and bloody mario can't keep me entertained all the freakin time right? the purpose of this post? this blog doesn't really reflect the other aspects of me, or whatever. thats why, the next post will tell you more about me! an interview! or something like it. . . now i am wondering. why the hell am i talking bout my ds? or yes. i remember, i want games. get me games.

HAPPY SCAN-PLASTIC-BAGS-AND-TELL-PEOPLE-WHY-THEY-ARE-SPECIAL DAY!!!

2005-12-01T23:22:00.000+08:00

the typical plastic bag with the lion crest thingy all over from markets- its special because its uniquely singapore (the singapore tourism board must be so proud of me.). okay seriously, (to all singaporeans), imagine u have migrated to like, vancouver or something, and then u saw this plastic bag somewhere, doesn't it sorta reminds you of singapore? think about it.IT DOES LAH!!!!
plastic bag with pizza hut logo printed on it . from pizza hut (duh! if not, from where? gucci?)-its special because its the newest plastic bag at my house right now. i just ordered pizza. the cheese and shit was contained in this bag. pizza is yummy.
changi general hospital's pharmacy bag (errr)-its special because its blue and white and use to contain my mom's medicine.
bag with umeya logo printed on it from umeya (duh! if not, from where? louis vuitton?)-its special because its yellow and printed in a language i cant read or understand.

HAPPY SCAN-PLASTIC-BAGS-AND-TELL-PEOPLE-WHY-THEY-ARE-SPECIAL DAY!!! from firdaosPidau. (duh? if not,from where? chanel?)

celebrity biters. or just plain good dress sense. or just karipap with martini and a rose petal quadratini. whatever that is.

2005-11-30T23:43:00.000+08:00

see these shoes? they are shoes from balenciaga's spring 2005 collection. three famous people were caught wearing it.

how i found out? i was watching mtv while reading style: magazine, there is a pic of j.lo wearing that shoe, tha super high cut one. coincidentally, i was watching old kylies 'giving you up' video on mtv. and... she was wearing the same fuckin shoe! if thats not enough! after that video, it was pcd's 'dont cha' and nicole (who seems to be the only bitch singing in PCD) WAS WEARING THAT SAME BALENCIAGAS!!!! THE LOWER CUT VERSION.

OH NO. these are not mere coincidence. its a sign!!

sign that shows...

that i often discover useless stuff that's not gonna help me in my grave. or my 'o' levels, or help me have enough money to buy miu miu stuffs , or help me win a lifetime supply of karipap...

so. oh well what can i say. but here is an over view of those shoes on these women, hoes, girls, ladies, table tops ( j.lo's ass, arse,buttocks,panta...etc..)...

NUMBER ONE!

your old lady kylie from down under! in this video [click the link for evidence] 'giving you up', kylie becomes a big bitch, literally (no! she doesnt turn into a dog! she turns big! silly!). kylie the giant bitch walks around in balenciaga heels flirting with normal sized men. if that was really real, she would have been a virgin by now. but wait! there's hagrid! no, wait , still too small.ok so if you look hard enough in that video clip, you'll see that she was wearing the balenciaga shoes.

NUMBER TWO!

YUP, ITs multi use j.lo (thx to that ass). a celebrity! but its her ass that has a career of it's own really. it doubles up also as a table top. and so much more! with the help of .... imagination!!!. ok so anyway, as u can see. j.lo's pic in balenciagas are up above.

NUMBER THREE!

NOW. the [click link for evidence] 'dont cha' video need no introduction. see nicole (easy to spot her. she's the one ALWAYS singing and hogging the limelight. like stupid beyonce). but anyways, she wears the shoe in the middle of the video clip when those chicks went down the bloody staircase. actuually there is another chick also wearing the same shoe in the video. but does it really matter? it's all about nicole. nicole . nicole. nicole. i have no idea ahy i am so bothered by that.

i have no idea why this post exist in the first place as well.

me, poet.

2005-11-29T23:49:00.000+08:00

thy will tell about thee.
i can do with a bit more poison,
no arsenic for me though,
don't make my acidity risen (yes its wrong. but it rhymes!),
but if you choose to,
i'll tell you bout ur liason.

aknkowledgement of the diary. (wtf?)
do not call me an insensitive ass,
because im not here to impress,
im saying nothing bout your breast,
i mean your heart that never cares,
yes i fail my maths test,
i have a friend that is a lesb.

a friend not.
you are as fake as your vuitton,
only 35 bucks.
you are a vacuum , moron,
and it really sucks,
you do it to teachers and friends,
u are smelly too yucks.

the reason for existence.
my pants are so skinny,
they are not on a diet,
i wish im donald trump,
so i can say 'you're fired',
i try to update this everyday,
even if im tired,
i do this for kicks,
even though it may be undesired.

racist shoelacist.
oh mister that sells shoelace.
please do not be racist.
u overcharged me bacause of my race.
but we all still make faeces.
for that i settle my case.
that shows we are equal, so no
P R E JUUUUUUUUUUUUUDIIIIIIIICCCCEEEE AHHHhhhhhh.

biter'll be in geylang.
oh u fuckin copycats,
that follow all that i do,
i wanna try keeping speakers as pets,
see if you'll do it too.

im gonna be an acllaimed designer,
u'll be in gaylang.
selling fake fPs.
fuckin biter wah piang. (inspired by my chinese friends)

spelling error.
hahahax, what the fug is that?
lolx, what the fuck is that?
liaozzz,what the fuck is that?
mie and eu, what the fuck is that?

they are purposeful spelling errors,
meant to be cute,
if u write to me like that,
your letter will be in the rubbish chute,
even your stupid,
extremely useful present , its the flute.

because its not cute or adorable,
just proves your spelling is terribe,
though im delicious im not edible,
don't you try you bloody cannibal.

a collection of poems.

my thoughts at this moment.

whatever i call'em.

it is meant to be learnt.

do not take it seriously.

don't take me to court.

or your mouth will go bubbly.

because this will be sought.

smurfs. gangbang.

2005-11-28T22:38:00.000+08:00

a smurf a day keeps the smurfs away. yup, i quoted "the smurfs" official website. and that phrase so don't make sense. but whatever, that aint da main reason for this post.

i realised, that the smurfs, are not as innocent as you think they are, in fact, IT'S AN ORGY!!!! WHY????? BECAUSE:

THERE are only 3 female smurfs.
the first is nanny smurf. who most likely won't be havin sex (maybe with papa smurf AND/OR grandpa smurf, he mignt need viagra or tongkat ali though).
the second is Sassette Smurfling, and she(or it) is a kid. paedophile alert!
then there is that blonde blue slut. smurfette. who seems to be the most likely sex partner of all the smurfs. pamela anderson might find a friend in smurfette.
so this means, everyone(the male smurfs at least) fucks smurfette! if not, how do they procreate????!!!!!!
and if everyone haves sex with her, iT could possibly be an ORGY!!!
IF not an orgy its a TWENTY FIVE-SOME. LIKE A THREE SOME, ONLY SLIGHTLY DIFERENT.or smurfette is just the resident slut. oh well.

god, i can't believe i tot about all these. seriously.

pui, pui, pui.

girls don't like me because im weird.

2005-11-28T21:23:00.000+08:00

you had a crush on me,
even claim you felt love,
you found out im weird,
ur love meter gone curve,
you were expectin a normal person,
but we need weirdos on earth,
so sorry love sick hoe,
i ain't your papa smurf,
go ahead and wonder,
about the sentence above,
its not suppose to make sense,
like "karipap is for gloves"

that poem i made... was inspired by truth!

most girls don't like weird guys.

hmmm.

a letter to my dearest fergie (and yes, i don't know her personally.)

2005-11-27T21:18:00.000+08:00

Dear fergie,
u are hot.. i mean, you were hot. but i've come to realise, that you look like a guy... but are you fergie? that sentence.( the one in red bodoh.) could mean TWO different meaning. the first: but are you A GUY fergie? i added facial hair to your pic and you can pass of as mr. beardo. the second meaning but are you EVEN THAT HOT ASS fergie? you could be an imposter!!!! you really look like a guy!! look at the pictures!!
esp da before and after shots. and is that ur pee stains fergie?? WTF. ew. or was your penis sorry i mean vagina, sweating? either ways. thinking bout it makes me sick. so i'll leave it to u to ponder. about yourself.

P.S: I STILL LOVE YOU AND HAD FORGIVEN YOU FOR YOUR BAD LIVE PERFOMANCE OF 'MY HUMPS' (REAL HUMPS? FAKE HUMPS?) at the 2005 MTV europe music award . MUAH!

firdaosPidau.
a fan.

copy cats. i hate them. but cats. i like.

2005-11-26T02:10:00.000+08:00

i realised that a some people constantly copy me.

i know im an inspiration. but please.

haha.

im cold remember.

this is fun!

2005-11-26T01:58:00.000+08:00

I'm comin' home, I've done my time Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free Then you'll know just what to do If you still want me If you still want me Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do ya still want me (still want me) If I don't see a ribbon 'round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus Forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree Bus driver, please look for me 'cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see I'm really still in prison And my love, she holds the key A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free I wrote and told her please Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do ya still want me (still want me) If I don't see a ribbon 'round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus Forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree Now the whole damned bus is cheerin' And I can't believe I see A hundred yellow ribbons 'round the old oak tree I'm comin' home, mmm, mmm (Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree) (Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree) (Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree) (Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree) (Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree) (Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree)

2005-11-25T00:30:00.000+08:00

im COLD.and no thanks,keep your cheap jacket.

im COLD AS IN im always like...in my own world. or something like that, but how can i not be??!! when my world is like... so FUCKIN FUN!?

THERE are deers , kittens , bunnies (who only seem to have sex and no one is actually bothered by it.) , squirrels and all my other furry friends from the enchanted woods in my world. so tell me. HOW CAN I POSSIBLY NOT BE IN MY OWN WORLD??!! NOT to mention! those yummy karipap! and dazzling shoelaces!!!

im so misunderstood. if i ever went missing. find me in the enchanted forest. i'll be beside the old enchanted oak tree (without the yellow ribbons. they are so tacky.) reading wallpaper*.

ouh and kem muk sa cischeo fiqros rinsh.

this whole post is not suppose to make sense so congragulate yourself if you read it.

at night!

2005-11-24T23:03:00.000+08:00

0000hrs: at exercising place thingy under fifah's block.
0020hrs:susan wanted to pee. when to tm's toilet.
0030hrs:saw handicapped selling karipap. yes. 12:30.
0035hrs:finally got to capture a picture of the karipap thingy. thank you susan.picture:way above.obviously.
0040hrs:played dodgeball with fifah.got distracted by abandoned construction work.
0045hrs:played with the shovel at the construction site. picture to proof: above.the lower one. yes. i look bad in that photo as well.
0050hrs:and so on so forth .........

okay!!!! I SWEAR I WONT DO THIS TYPE OF SHIT IN MY BLOG AGAIN!!! my life is boring. all i do is think of redundantly weird stuff. not all the time !! but most of the time.

yummy yummy.

2005-11-24T22:53:00.000+08:00

i love food!!!

except BURGER KING.

THAT'S WHY YOU SHOULD CLICK THE LINK BELOW!!!!!!

http://www.starterupsteve.com/swf/burgerking.html

SUSAN SAYS: bored+sick= total nuisance.

tribute part II

2005-11-24T02:00:00.000+08:00

eldds. fP.

a tribute.

2005-11-23T11:58:00.000+08:00

im just so freackin tired today. due to the intense 2 day drama camp... IN THE WEST!

AND I REALISED, THAT i've learned alot. not only based on the camp.

but for the past 2 years in eldds with very crazy people (its a compliment. dont get all defensive.) mrs crothers included.

i have seriously learned so much.

it would almost be an impossibility to list down what i've learned. (what an NKF moment.)

so cheers guys.

2005-11-21T21:00:00.000+08:00

oh karipap! where are u,
so sedap like prata from jalan kayu,
yes it is true,
i do love you!

screw those who call you curry puff,
the most yummy! can;t have enough,
texture is rough
this is fluff.

2005-11-21T20:30:00.000+08:00

what is that?????

it's TALKING!!!!!!!!! OOOHH!!! WHAT IS IT SAYING???!!!!

im just bored and sick.

and yes. i don't have a life.

photos courtesy of susan.

find it at tampines mall's (not "the mall", like what most shopping centres in brunei are called, i know. wtf?!) open air place thingy at level four!!!!

brunei thingy i knew from dorothy. thanks dorothy!

bye.

2005-11-20T16:59:00.000+08:00

i looked at pictures of me when i was A naive kid.

i look quite C U T E.

HAHAHAHA.

HAHAHAHAHA.

MANISSA called yesterday. kinda glad that she's ok.

and btw. what happened to me now?!?!?!

sorry.

im very confused right now, shoul i buy a packet of cabbage or carrots? which is healthy? no time to think of anything weird today..yet..if i do... it'll be here.

nothing weird crossed my mind today. DUMBLEDOREBELL.

ooookay. vintage dior shades. untuk tumbok chilli.

2005-11-19T12:28:00.000+08:00

OKAY!!!! LET'S GET THIS STRAIGHT!!
i asked my grandmother. . . where her vintage dior shades were.. i remembered wearing it when i was like 6, and laughing myself silly.

and i found out...... she used them as GOGGLES FOR POUNDING CHILLI ON THE MORTAR!!!!! I WAS LIKE.. WHAT!!??

ADA PULAK PAKAI VINTAGE DIOR SHADES UNTUK TUMBOK CHILLI!!??

AND NOW THOSE SHADES ARE LIKE ... SMELLY AND SPOILT. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE HECK IT IS. GOD BLESS ME. PLEASE.