Monday, March 29, 2010

Nostalgia

HAHAHA. Read THIS.

LOL I guess nothing much has really changed. But babe don't get all excited about #29. You ain't getting any until I say so!

Wish I could blog like I did last time. All the youthful Idontgiveashit enthusiasm is GONE. I have nothing interesting to say! My life is bland like unseasoned steamed chicken! Even my similes are boring!

GAH.

Whatevarr. I read my old blog posts and was reminded that there was a guy who ran around like a chicken shooting AK bullets in the air when he saw me in CS.

Now ah. People sei dou won't let me go lor. Aim gao me, kill gao me, diu gao me summore.

I wish I were a noobie again. D: People would be much more forgiving and more fun to be with. Now I meet all kinds of competitive, egotistical assholes whose sole purpose in life is to kill you in CS and spraypaint your body.

GREAT.

I'm done ranting. Goodbai.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Ah bengs will never rule the world

I had a friendly 1v1 with Henry just now, before he went to bed. I was winning by a mere point ahead at first, but he gradually warmed up, I lost my nerves and I eventually lost 13-20.

But I'm proud to lose to him because I know he's a good, clean player with friendly disposition.

At one point he started pitying me and my 260 ping lag and started using a pistol.

Ah! No way. If I am going to lose I'd rather lose on an even playing field, rifle versus rifle. It lets me keep my sense of dignity although it isn't exactly a 100% even playing field with him being the lagless host and I the 7000km away player.

But you know, if you're gonna admit you lost, it feels slightly shameful to say your AK lost to a USP, even though Henry's pistols are imbaaa.

GodPistolHand ma. (I STILL haven't gotten the joke. Whaaaat? Someone better educated in chinese please explain it to me -_-)

He told me that earlier while I was watching Glee, some guy named chickenzaii accused him of wallhacking. -_- Now, I haven't actually seen Henry CS in person, but I fully believe that he is a 100% ethical player. I confess that doubt has crossed my mind once, but that was during a time where I was betrayed by someone that I thought was on my side.

So yea. I was a bit suspicious at the time (for like 20 minutes) but the time has passed and I believe I was being paranoid over nothing.

Sigh. Summore this chickenzaii was trying to suck up to me the previous night so he could join my clan. Which isn't even active anymore. I kind of joined at its peak, then suddenly everyone had a life and stopped playing.

Some found other games to play, some grew out of it, some moved away for studies, some had shitty internet lines, some had college, I ran off with one of its core members...(Ha.)

But sometimes I wish we were back in those days. Everyone trusted each other and you could see pure talent and skill.

Now, CS on Garena is reduced to mere hierarchy and petty arguments over who(se hack) is better.

Don't even get me started on those 'clan honour' bullshit. I mean, as I've said before, I believe that clans are just a bunch of friends who click, play and communicate well with each other.

Now there are rigorous processes of recruitment, tests, showdowns and fighting for rank. It has become so political I don't think they even understand what a game is supposed to be for anymore.

Fun!

Games are meant to be fun, to waste and while away your time, to interact and to play.

Not quarrel and diu each other sohai la, noob la, motherfucking bitch la.

If you're better than me, fine. You win. I'm fine with that because I understand that there's always someone better and/or more experienced than you.

If you're worse than me, that's also fine. Everyone starts somewhere and although we may feel you're annoying when we want to play a serious game, it's no big deal. There's no reason to mock and humiliate someone just because their hands aren't as good at swinging a mouse around aiming at pixels on a screen.

Where's the respect?

I myself just bore the full brunt of insults from some guys whose names I don't even know. Please la, what kind of guy gets off screaming an calling a girl a noob sohai bitch and taunting her just because I can't understand his retarded ah beng english?

Please. I have 4 times your ping and my score is better than yours. So I may be doing some stupid or careless things, but it's difficult to take a game seriously when you're not allowed to perform your best anyway.

And the cheek. He obviously knows who I am but he kept telling my team mates not to reveal his identity.

Well. Chicken shit much? If you want to confront someone behind a screen, at least tell me who you are. He's so afraid that one day when I hit Malaysian ground I'm gonna start pawning his uncivilised ass with my 0 ping.

ONLY when I was playing alone (which happens rarely, I'm almost always with a friend) AND lagging in Melbourne does he dare to insult me.

What has the world come to? Where do such shitty guys come from?

I'd lay down my mouse and say that if I ever met this person in real life, he'd be too afraid to say anything? Cause lord knows I'd give him a swift kick in the testicles like he deserves for being such a misogynistic trashtalker.

Let's not even mention the shameless hackers. Henry, bf and I just met one last night, and I don't even know how to deal with them anymore. It's so obvious that there aren't playing clean, yet they deny it and scream up a storm in the public channel.

Situation:

Henry hosting, me and my bf playing.
This guy on the opposite team was feeding, which was understandable - Henry and bf alone are a formidable team, and there's still me and my lagness to consider.

He left the game and rejoined shortly after, and EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS FREAKING BULLETS HIT US. From behind the wall. When he couldn't even be 100% sure I was there - I snuck up to that location and BOOM. 100 hp down to none in mere seconds.

Then he goes "wow, you're there huh."

-_- That was suspicious in itself, not to mention when he was spraying, NOT burst-firing, every bullet found its way onto our bodies (and head a good deal of the time.)

All 3 of us spectated and agreed that he was, indeed, using a recoil script. We didn't even bother checking wallhack because that's really hard to say, some people wallbang well so who knows?

He started to diu me when I called him a hacker. Said that I was accusing him to cover up my noobness. I was like 38-10 noob? Please have some facts to back up your accusations la.

Then he asked whether it was because he shot me through the wall. I said no, that anyone can wallbang. And didn't he feel henry's and my bullets through the box more than once?

And he asked me, WHAT IS A WALLBANG?

He doesn't even know what it is. -_- Anyway, recoil script. When your screen doesn't move when you're shooting it's pretty clear that your recoil is doing some funny shit.

Argh. That's just one of the retards out there. You can't join a single game without meeting one.

As for the rude people? They are so lansi online I bet they are wannabe gangsters in Form 3 who probably gets a kick out of cursing people (with their limited ahbeng vocabulary) online.

Oh well. Someday there people are gonna be buying my games and giving me their money that they demanded from their hapless parents who can't even teach their child how to show some respect to their peers.

I'd like to say that some day they'd be working for me, but that's cliched and ridiculous. I'M not gonna be running a trash collection company, that's for sure.

So flash around whatever CS credibility you have now (which is pathetically little), cause you'd be sucking it back up when I return to Malaysia in July and give your egos (and hopefully more) a sore beating.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Malaysians! *rants*


So, recently I heard two stories from my friends - both of which annoyed me no end.

1. FAILED driver

My ex-classmate recently banged and dented the back of an angmoh's car and had her P license revoked as the angmoh lodged a police report.

She complained and raged that the angmoh should have just 'settled it outside' - meaning paying a lump sum to the angmoh to get his car fixed up. That way, she wouldn't have to lose her license.

Furthermore, she said that she banged a local's vehicle prior to that incident and the guy agreed to settle it with cash since he pitied her - she was on her P plates after all ma. She cursed the angmoh and asked him to fucking go back to his fucking country lah, righteous asshole.

Well, all I can say is THAT is precisely why we have so many FUCKING AWFUL drivers in Malaysia.

Well, I can understand how upset she was, being 1 month away from a legit license and all - but don't blame the angmoh wei.

There is a reason the government revokes P plates when you BANG someone - so crappy drivers like you won't be let loose upon the public.

This time it's a car, what if next time it's a person?

Ridiculous. Summore dare to say she banged ppl before. -__- Banged twice in the short amount of time that your P plates are on, and you still think you deserve to have your license? NO. YOU. DON'T.

I certainly don't want horrible drivers like you banging my car when I get my license and start driving.


She didn't mention any extenuating circumstances - whether it was actually the angmoh's fault that his car got banged. If it was, I'm sorry for getting all pissy, but the way you put it was like you were just pissed at the guy for reporting you, that's all.

And if it WAS his fault that you managed to bang his car, you should lodge your own report in your defense instead of ranting on facebook. -__-

But wtf la, bang ppl's car and still dare to scold other ppl. Thick skin or not you tell me?

Malaysian attitude wei. So selamba...whatever happens then happens la. It's okay wan. You didn't mean it so it's okaaaay.

Next time you bang a bike and the motorcyclist falls off and breaks his back, are you going to get pissed that he reported you instead of 'going lenient' on you and settling for a lump sum of money, leaving you free to go bang and injure other motorists? -____-

Okay la, I'm not saying that she injured anyone in those two incidents, but the point is, when you bang someone, injury/death CAN happen.

You're just lucky that this accident was mild.

Swt. Don't know what the fuck they are thinking wei.

Fuck Malaysian culture and thinking that you can pay everything off. Speeding? Nvm bribe a cop. Bang ppl's car? Nvm pay them off.

Next you speed and kill a passenger in another car, I'll have you know that the passenger's friends and family will be SO glad that you saved money paying a cop off and avoiding demerits.

I mean if you try to bribe and the person accepts it then yippee, good for you. But if they don't, then you DO NOT deserve to curse them and blame them for the consequences you're gonna face for YOUR mistake. What the fuck man.

Next time if you bang and kill a kid, try telling their parents that 'bukannya aku intentionally nk lanngar dia.'


2. FAILED pedestrian

Another story. My friend was reversing into a parking lot one day, and a whole family - mommy, daddy, daughter - decides to cross the parking lot WHILE my friend was clearly in the midst of parking.

Not expecting people to be so retarded, my friend merely grazed the daughter with her car - not even banged over - and the family goes apeshit on her, screaming that she's not educated and blablabla.

Eh, tell me la. If you're so concerned about your daughter's wellbeing, WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU LETTING HER WALK THROUGH A PARKING LOT AND NOT ON THE SIDEWALK?

Retarded idiots.

Haven't you seen the way parents let their children walk on the inner side while walking along a road? That is because they want to PROTECT their children from being hit by some crappy driver with poor judgement.

Even boyfriends will do that for their girlfriends to protect them from snatch thieves. It's called PROTECTIVE INSTINCT.

Here you are, not only letting your daughter walk on the exposed side of traffic, but crossing a parking lot WHILE a car is parking?

That is just fucking stupid and an excellent display of FAILED parenting and ignorance.

The worst part was when my friend parked her car and left, the family came back and totally scratched and fucked up her car.

WTF? WOW, you're certainly showing your kid a good example huh? The vengeful nature your kid is going to acquire won't earn her any points in the future.

Retards. Now my friend has to pay to get her car resprayed over something which was not even her fault to begin with.

Fucking fail wei.

I hate these retarded Malaysians. They just make me more embarrassed to be Malaysian than I already am.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Hey Soul Sister!

I'm currently downloading songs and something happened just now that made me LOL.

I was previewing Train's "Hey Soul Sister" and when I heard the ukulele I started swaying from side the side with the beat of the song.

I opened my msn and saw Amanda - my webcam was on - mimicking my movements!

[stephanie] says:
*oi
*lol

manda . アメンダ says:
*HEHEHEEH

[stephanie] says:
*i listening
*hey soul sister!

manda . アメンダ says:
*OMG!!!
*ME TOO!!!!
*HAHAHAHAHA

[stephanie] says::
*HAHAHAH
*YEA!
*LOL

manda . アメンダ says:
*NO WONDER!!
*LOL

[stephanie] says:
*HAHA
*i thought you making fun of me
*LOL

manda . アメンダ says:
*NOOOOO
*i thougth YOU making fun of me
*HAHAHAHA

[stephanie] says:
*LOL

Wtf conincidence sial! D:


x = previous day

Day #x + 1:
HAHA YAY Manda and the bf said that this singlet made my boobs look bigger. HAHA. OKEY I NOW CAN HAZ SINGLETS. Screw bony shoulders la! Ppl busy looking at cleavage AHAHA.

I don't think wanting to be a MILF makes you slutty. MILF = mother I'd like to fuck = hot mama that's still sexy. That means that guys wanna fuck her, not that she wants to run around and screw young men. COUGAR!

So yea, the singlet says MILF = untrue since I'm no mama. Ahem. But whatever. I'm wearing it to sleeps anyway ~__~ 5 dollars but SO COMFY. LOVE LOVE.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Hungerry Jack's

Lazy to type long story edi so let me sum the past couple of days up in point form:


Today I waited for Amanda in Hungry Jack's because I don't wanna risk sitting under the clock in Melbourne Central and be 'politely encouraged' to join church by a random Chinese girl who asked me to take the train 45 mins down to Glen Waverly and have 'party and games' together.

She even promised not to call my phone 'too' often. I politely declined to give her my phone number and said I'll call her instead. And this is what you do when you meet a guy at a club that you want to avoid for the rest of your life.


So yeah. Hungry Jack's. The last time I sat there, a random chinese guy asked whether he could sit with me although 60% of the restaurant was empty.

I was too shocked so I replied with an automatic 'uh yea sure.'

Luckily he didn't do anything wei. He tried to catch my eye a few times but after failing miserably (I know he was trying because females have excellent peripheral vision) he opened a book and started reading.

Without finishing my fries, I got up to leave and I caught him staring at me all the way to the stairs.

What la wei, Melbourne has more and more creepy guys.

Tonight a couple of guys pointed and tried to talk to me through the window of their car when I passed them while crossing the road.

Manda was walking home at night that day and a guy blew kisses at her through his car window.

Ughhh.


So anyway, Hungry Jack's. Better to have a guy try to chat you up than a girl trying to solicit you into converting to Christianity.

But Hungry Jack's was the place where a group of guys tried to chat me and Manda up, and was later stopped and interrogated by the police under suspicion of terrorism and racism.

GREAT.

I found the guy explaining to the policemen about his Irish heritage and the IRA really entertaining since I was facing them. However, Amanda looked both perturbed yet intrigued.

I suggested we leave when I spotted the glossy wooden handle of a pistol hovering from the policeman's hip, a mere foot away from Amanda's face.

The guy's hollered apologies at us 'ladies' as we got up to leave.

! In spite of these events, I still feel safer in Melbourne than I do in KL. I mean at midnight here you still have groups of friends and couples and other people walking casually along the streets whereas in KL there would only be clubbers (close to weekends) or creepy oily-looking guys loitering around giving you weird stares.


So ANYWAY. Hungry Jack's.

I got a call from Manda and we hopped on a tram to docklands for a sh-sh-sh-sh-shopping spree!

(I bought a story book for 5 dollars before that.)

I bought 2 pairs of sneakers for 10 dollars each! WHAT A STEAL.

Summore that day I bought a pair of plain purple sneakers for 20 dollars -.- Now half-price lo, and got PATTERN one leh!

The first pair I saw was black with little white skulls on it, which was pretty primary school. But I thought what the hell 10 freaking dollars ok. RM 30 how to buy sneakers wei? Unless plain and ugly one la.

So I tried them on (and they had my size WOW size 41 fit me) and Manda said they made my feet look smaller!

O_O *immediately sold*

I think the shape of the shoe is an illusion haha.

So I thought about it and thought that I wore black sneakers for the whole year last year, so maybe I should try the white instead.

From far, I thought it was the inverse - white with black skulls but upon closer inspection I found that it was patterned with adorable OWLS!

AHHHH! SO CUTE!

Terus wanna buy d HAHA. And so I did :)

I also bought a 7 dollar ripped denim mini skirt. I tried many different styles of skirts today and concluded that I can only do the mini - I OWN the mini.

Flare skirt makes me look like an emaciated auntie. High waist ones require tight tops which make my chest look concave. Long skirts ah...try also I don't want wei. I can imagine the hideousness without even trying. Like an elongated broomstick nanti.

I also found a couple of nice clothes for Manda and I feel happy when I get to play the role of fashion consultant. ^_^ I am ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE at dressing myself, but when it comes to dressing others I rawkzors your candy-striped sawkzors.

Anyway that's enough about shopping. Male readers (if any) are snoring d.

I scored my first rampage in DotA today! HA HA HA.

Meepo is imba! I was floundering at first, nearly driving the boyfriend nuts by making him die repeatedly by blocking him with my army of purple digging midgets.

Summore I haven't played Meepo in MONTHS so I totally forgot how to do the e tab e tab e tab e tab f tab f tab f tab f 1 numpad 8 2 a left-click shit.

Yea try doing that with a 1 sec delay -.-'' It's hard enough to aim the net as it is :(

But I don't know somehow I got a double kill in a team battle and farmed like hell sampai I got like 7k. Terus buy heart cuirass and all that shit. (After I spent 7k then got another few k almost immediately! O_O)

Then double kill jadi triple kill jadi quad kill jadi RAMPAGE. I had to chiong into the fountain for that one. I died but it was worth it! Cause it's my FIRST rampage since they recorded the rampage soundclip :)


And not all the oppo noob tau (only 2 HAHA) the rest were bullying the other lanes like hell wei. D:

Okay no more DotA talk. The females are falling asleep now.

See I'm so nice I set up a nice slumber party for you all. :)

= sleep time good night I have to wake up in 6 hours to go to south bank to visit an exhibition as part of an assignment with Manda and Tristan (the fella from IPOH, comma, PERAK) and then shopping at DFO South Wharf with Manda.

SHOPPING *love*


Day #91749218741 (donno I stopped caring):

This picture also donno taken when geh. Webcam froze and I like to screenie weird expressions. Look at my imba hair!

And yes, Hungry Jack's Tendercrisp is awezummm!

And yeah, point form never works for me. Ask my english
teacher. I write the essay before I write the plan. : )

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Of terrorists and blue hearts

I had a weird dream last night.

It involved Chinese air stewards/stewardesses, vents in airplane ceilings, laptops that ejected from slots on the sides of the fold out table, spies, swimming and lots of running.

@__@

Epic midair hostage situation!

My memory is a bit fuzzy - the way it gets when you let a dream rot in your head over a few hours.

I remember flying to god knows where with my mom and sis, and I remember running to sit alone near the front of the plane. Suddenly, the Chinese air stewardess (in cheongsam uniform and all) walks up the aisle to the front and said:

"I'm sorry to tell you what you all would dread to hear, but we are hijacking this plane. :)"

And I remember that they were all the stewards were armed and scary but really nice and polite at the same time. (Huh?)

Then they asked which of us could swim, and told the people who can't to follow them. They led them to some other destination which I don't know about. (Dreams don't always make sense and plot holes exist 99% of the time.)

They continued asking the passengers about things they could do and those who said no were led away again. Pretty soon, there weren't that many of us left and they told us that they were going to teach us something important.

I pressed the side of my fold-out table and a slim laptop slid out - much like ejecting a CD. I opened it and put it on my table.

Then we proceeded to have something like a programming class. (WTF) I remember the guy next to me feverishly trying to keep up with the hijackers instructions and all I did was open facebook to play. LOL.

I think my train of thought went something like. Fuck this shit we're all going to die and I'm never going to see my boyfriend again and how could I leave him without saying goodbye? I'ma go facebook thank you very much.

However, I still remember the feeling of being in fear for my life every moment. :( Like one of them was gonna put a shotgun to my chest and blow me into pieces. T__T

Later, I learned that all the people who were led away to another place were all executed. @__@

*cutscene*

Me and my family were home, safe on land. I don't know what happened in between, but I guess some country staged a heroic rescue scene and we all escaped.

Then I remember my mom being really determined to testify and give evidence about the terrorists on the plane and I was going OH HELL NO those Chinese are gonna hunt us down and kill us man! Let's just stay under witness protection alright?

Somehow the terrorist group learnt of our intention to testify in court and some people, supposedly from our government showed up and asked to see my mom. While they were having a meeting I was wandering around the house.

After a long time, it seemed everyone had disappeared. Then I overheard my mom say that they we would go quietly if they didn't hurt us and she would pretend to be showering while they came to get me.

And I RAN! CHAO AAA!

I always have a dream where I'm running from people/monsters/animals who are deadset on killing me, but never in my life had I had one with such a detailed (and semi-rational) plot line.

I don't know if you understood it though. HAHA. Maybe I'm a bad storyteller. Sorreee.

Anyway I met my 3 programmers today. One Korean, one Japanese and one Chinese.

I jested earlier that Manda can have the Korean and Viv called dibs on the Japanese. But upon review (after our first face-to-face meeting) I think Viv would like the Chinese and Manda would like the Japanese.

Kesian. Korean boy kena buang. SIGH.

But of course I'm kidding la. Sounds like I'm running some sort of uni matchmaking system sial.

HAHA.

Whatever, I don't really care about meeting guys to date liao. I have my monamon. *__*


HAHA yes yes I accept your memek inky blue heart. Wo ai ni :D

Gonna go do some reading for my next class d. Good night! :D

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Classes commence!

There's nothing much I have to say. Haha.

Haha because whenever I say something like that I end up with an essay of a blog post.

Okay. I have yet to blog about my first 3 days of classes, so here's a brief (I don't promise) recap.

Weds: Programming tutorial - cancelled.

Games Studio lecture - I arrived late and ended up in the inevitable seat directly in front of the lecturer. General awkwardness and silence ensues.

Games Studio lab+tute - My lecturer has cropped green hair, tattoos and a giant skull-shaped belt buckle. Yea. She also curses like a motherfucking motherfucker (in her own words.) I found out I have to do mods and make a workable level of Neverwinter Nights2 by the end of the semester.

Oh joy. RPG games. *yawn*
(Actually, I should be thankful I don't have to study for exams. Yawn pula. So ungrateful.)

Thursday:

Programming tute - YAWN SEI NGOR ARGHHH SO NOOOB. MY LECTURER HAS A STUTTER FML. (Yes I just said fml because the feeling is too strong to deny. Imagine 1 hour of stuttering and one minute to get a full sentence out. GG.com. And yes I know it's not her fault but MAN! I hate slow talkers as it is and now I'm saddled with one for the whole semester T__T)

Maths and Physics for Artists - I don't know if I should be disappointed or what. Everyone else seems to be celebrating the fact that this subject has neither maths NOR physics in it. WTF? I was SO looking forward to a free A man CHEEBYE? Angmohs hate math and mostly suck balls at it so I can understand all the cheering. :(

But it's a hellota fun la. My lecturer looks like a nerd, sounds like a nerd, and is called Floyd.

NERDISH OVERLOAD!

But he is fucking awesome la. He taught at MIT and developed the Wii AND is part of Project Natal. AWESOME POSSUM. If you don't know what it is, click on the link to find out.

It sounds pretty wicked sick but I'm rather sceptical. I mean look at the hype about the Wii and where is it now? Collecting dust in the cabinet under your TV I bet. After wrist-flick-bowling and wrist-flick-tennis you'd get bored with the non-exercise pretty fast. :)

But whatever, his class makes you think a lot about games and makes us discuss about it in a blog after class - and it's GRADED. Ohemgee. Wanna see my breakdown of grading for Semester 1?

Read and discuss an article - provided - for 30 minutes in a group of 6/7 people: 15%

Create an exertion (physical) game - no computer screens - in a group of 5: 20%

Class contribution - talking and giving opinions/suggestions in class: 30%

Commenting on the blog after class, giving in-depth thought and analysis to the topic that was discussed in class earlier: 35 fucking %

HAHAHA NO EXAMS. NO PAPERWORK. YENG MOU?

Friday: Programming lecture again - Dozed off *zzz*

Imaging - I'm the only offshore student and so no one really wants to talk to me because...(insert reason here)

I've never felt more unwanted or like an outsider more in my life. -__- They had an icebreaking session which involved 'speed dating.'

We sit in 2 rows facing each other and talk to the person directly opposite for 45 seconds and then move down a chair.

I started off pretty badly, and ended up with a full-blown blush as I ran out of things to say. The guy was just staring at me like I'm a turtle without a shell.

-__- I blushed again when I recounted the story to Amanda who couldn't stop laughing and reminded me of the time I had a Production Skills presentation and blushed bright red right to the end while managing to present in a clear, confident and understandable tone.

LOL wtf. I was talking like pro but blushing like a noob. :(

Well anyway, part 2 of the icebreaker left us to pair off with a random person and draw each other - UPSIDE DOWN.

Meaning draw them starting from the chin and down the the hair.

So you can imagine how ugly the pics would look.

After a few minutes, the lecturer told us to toss our drawings onto the floor and to stand in a circle and start matching up the drawings to the faces.

5 minutes later, this was the last remaining drawing on the floor, the orphan cringing under the pitying gazes of my classmates:















Well, naturally, it was the picture of me.

Fanfuckingtastic! D:

Trust me when I say at that moment I felt like the ugliest and loneliest girl in the world. T__T

I felt so awful I actually fled class 5 minutes before it ended LOL. I thought class ended and packed up and when I got up to leave I realised everyone was still hard at work.

But I'd already logged off so I just left. :/

What a horrible day that was.

:(

Sigh. *lost my thread of thought*

Sorry I went to HoN. More abrupt endings to follow. Good night. :)

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Mommies + Facebook

HAHA. I had a horrible night playing with retarded bengs but after this convo with mom I'm laughing like hell wei.

The first thing was her response to this:



Angie

why u played with stupid ppl?

03:46Stephanie

ah beng friends la

AHAH

its like talking to a wall

they cannot comprehend simple things

03:47Angie

-mini dinos???

be more selective

03:48Stephanie

knew them long ago

who knew theit iq actually decreased

instead of vice versa

03:48Angie

aiyo-never learn

03:48Stephanie

wanna give them chance ma

D:

03:48Angie

ok


_____________________


Angie

oh next time tell her to buy for you-so cheap-50cts

03:52Stephanie

yala

she didn't

-.-

buy habis

leave the palce

then only tell me

swt

never call :(

03:53Angie

ai-yah!

no friend her


_____________________


Angie

ask her for my cd & keep it with u

03:55Stephanie

ya

i already did

lol

03:55Angie

clever girl!!!!!!!!!!


_____________________


Stephanie

lol

go bathe

1 am d

XD

03:58Angie

what is XD?


_____________________


Angie

XOXOXOXO

04:00Stephanie

xoxoxoxo

04:00Angie

mine bigger

04:00Stephanie

HAHA OK YOU WIN :P

04:00Angie

bye baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




HAHA! I don't know about you but the way she talks makes me laugh la. Like small kid :P

I love my mommy XD

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