ABC-W is an abbreviation for A B*TCHY CAFETERIA WOMAN.
Incident No.1
My housemate and I wanted to buy some snacks to munch while waiting for the time to pass till the next lecture. Both of us bought something from the cafeteria and thought of paying together. My housemate paid but the ABC-W did not add the other portion of the food. When she was about to give back the change, we said we want to pay everything together. She freaking ROLLED her eyes at us! Geez... I'm sorry that you took the time to solve the sum of $10-$2.70! I'm sorry that you have lousy mathematics skills to calculate $10-($2.70+$3.60)!!
Incident No.2
Again, I wanted to buy something to munch on. I just pointed out to her what I wanted and it was so bloody obvious it was that piece of potato cake because that was the only freaking potato cake left on the tray. Noooooo.. she can't be less b*tchy for once!
Me:(pointing to the potato cake) Can I have that?
ABC-W: What is it that you want?
Me:(still pointing to the potato cake) That.
ABC-W: What is it called?
Me: Errrr... POTATO CAKE?????
After I said that, she only moved to get the potato cake for me. What the hell??? She wanted me to freaking tell her is a potato cake. Arrghhh!!
Incident No.3
This is the worst of my worst encounter with her! First time I forgive her. She might be having PMS at that time. Second time, I still forgive her. Maybe it was coincidence that she was having PMS again. Third time, NO WAY is a coincidence!
My mind was already exhausted from the kidney lectures. I just wanted to get some food to ease my stomach and then chill in the lecture hall. I bought myself quite a good meal. Stewed lamb with potatoes. No green peas please! I did not want the poor ABC-W to work her brain for a simple mathematics calculation, I ended up giving her exact change! I brought the meal back to the lecture hall and realised I did not take any fork and knife. I left my meal and walked back to the cafeteria.
The cafeteria was packed with people. The forks and knives are usually placed in a basket next to the cashier. A girl was blocking me when I was trying to get the fork and knife. As soon as she moved away, I reached out for the fork. I was only ONE CENTIMETRE away from the fork! The ABC-W dragged the basket away from me! She even gave me a HAHA-you-are-not-getting-the-fork smile! Okay... fine! I may be wrong. I smiled back and reached for the fork.
Still holding strong on the basket, she said,
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"FIVE CENTS!"
HOW FREAKING CHEAP CAN SHE BE????!!!!! I freaking bought a LARGE meal from her and I don't deserve to get a PLASTIC fork and knife!!! In disbelief, I told her I just bought a meal from her with my POLITE intonation! The fact is I was burning hot inside reaching 150 degrees. I knew she will not be satisfied to give me the fork. But she had to. Being so kind of her, she gave me only A, ONE, SATU, δΈ€ , ICHI, MOT, FORMULE, NUENG, UN fork! Not even a knife!
B*TCH!
P/S: I wrote this entry when I was at my peak! Sorry if I have offended any of you. =)
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Bimbo Moment
This conversation happened last Sunday,
Me: The F1 ended already??
Bean: Yup!
Me: Oh... so how was the race? Who won?
Bean: Massa.
Me: Ermmm.. is that the driver or the team??
Bean: the DRIVER?
Me: hehe... pretend i did not ask the question k?
Sigh... damn bimbo and memalukan!
Me: The F1 ended already??
Bean: Yup!
Me: Oh... so how was the race? Who won?
Bean: Massa.
Me: Ermmm.. is that the driver or the team??
Bean: the DRIVER?
Me: hehe... pretend i did not ask the question k?
Sigh... damn bimbo and memalukan!
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Double shot!
*sniff* *sniff* *sniff* *sniff*
Emmmm.... an intriguing aroma travelled into my nostrils. Olfactory epithelium picked up the signal immediately and sent it directly to my brain. My brain was smart enough to conclude that the aroma is burnt carbon. I was wondering which of my neighbour is having barbeque for dinner. Disregarding the smell, I was back concentrating on my Pharmaceutical Microbiology lecture notes. Not even a minute later... "OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!" I knew it wasn't my neighbour who is having barbeque because it was my housemate who let out the scream. From the minute I stepped out of my room, an inch of thick smoke was greeting me from the living room.
The smoke said "HELLO!! Is me again!! Remember me???"
The smoke did not exactly said those words lar! That was the way I imagined it would be if the smoke can ever speak! Because... this whole condition looked so freaking familiar! About two months back, my housemate was heating a hot pack thingy in a pot of boiling water. She went back to her room and she totally forgot about it. By the time we were aware about it (thanks to the smoke), we rushed out to off the fire. The burnt pot was left with ZERO volume of water and a quarter of hot pack! Being inexperienced, we put the hot burnt pot under COLD running tap water! I am serious about this. The remaining hot pack EXPLODED!
The whole incident occurred again. This time round, my housemate was heating up the barley gingko tong sui. We were smarter this time. We just off the fire! =) Closed the door entry to our rooms to avoid triggering the fire alarm (I am not too sure whether it is working though), opened up all the windows and let the tap water ran for the smoke to escape.
The supposedly tong sui my housemate could enjoy:
Turned into:
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The funny thing about both incident is it ALWAYS happens before an exam!
Anyway, no human or animals were harmed during this incident. We just lost our beloved pot. Goodbye! Thanks for serving us for the past one and the half years! We will miss you dearly!
Dear housemate, It doesn't matter that we lost another pot. What matters is you are safe. And quote, "You still have a roof over your head!" Haha.. Cheer up k?
P/S: Is not her fault that this incident happened. My housemate has been through a lot today! Just that today is not her day.
Emmmm.... an intriguing aroma travelled into my nostrils. Olfactory epithelium picked up the signal immediately and sent it directly to my brain. My brain was smart enough to conclude that the aroma is burnt carbon. I was wondering which of my neighbour is having barbeque for dinner. Disregarding the smell, I was back concentrating on my Pharmaceutical Microbiology lecture notes. Not even a minute later... "OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!" I knew it wasn't my neighbour who is having barbeque because it was my housemate who let out the scream. From the minute I stepped out of my room, an inch of thick smoke was greeting me from the living room.
The smoke said "HELLO!! Is me again!! Remember me???"
The smoke did not exactly said those words lar! That was the way I imagined it would be if the smoke can ever speak! Because... this whole condition looked so freaking familiar! About two months back, my housemate was heating a hot pack thingy in a pot of boiling water. She went back to her room and she totally forgot about it. By the time we were aware about it (thanks to the smoke), we rushed out to off the fire. The burnt pot was left with ZERO volume of water and a quarter of hot pack! Being inexperienced, we put the hot burnt pot under COLD running tap water! I am serious about this. The remaining hot pack EXPLODED!
The whole incident occurred again. This time round, my housemate was heating up the barley gingko tong sui. We were smarter this time. We just off the fire! =) Closed the door entry to our rooms to avoid triggering the fire alarm (I am not too sure whether it is working though), opened up all the windows and let the tap water ran for the smoke to escape.
The supposedly tong sui my housemate could enjoy:
Turned into:
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The funny thing about both incident is it ALWAYS happens before an exam!
Anyway, no human or animals were harmed during this incident. We just lost our beloved pot. Goodbye! Thanks for serving us for the past one and the half years! We will miss you dearly!
Dear housemate, It doesn't matter that we lost another pot. What matters is you are safe. And quote, "You still have a roof over your head!" Haha.. Cheer up k?
P/S: Is not her fault that this incident happened. My housemate has been through a lot today! Just that today is not her day.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Superhuman Abilities
I have just completed season 1 about two days ago and I am pretty sure anyone who has watched it will review it as one of the top tv series. Agree? No? Well, I don't really catch that many English TV series besides LOST, Grey's Anatomy, One Tree Hill, Prison Break and Desperate Housewives. Heroes is one of them that caught my interest.
New stories. New season. Heroes will be premiering on the 24th of September.
What do you think the story line will be for this whole new season? Bean said it might be the normal humans against the heroes while the heroes are trying to save the world. Imaginative huh? I am actually more interested in finding out what has happened to Peter Petrelli since he exploded in the sky. I am hoping he will be alive to continue in season 2. After all, he is the only cute one in this show!
Just imagine if you have a chance to become someone not like everybody else. You become someone with superhuman ability. Who will be your first pick?
Matt Parkman?? You have the ability to hear other people's thoughts. You will know it before they even have the chance to open their mouth to speak it out. Imagine you are participating in a huge project. Everyone is brainstorming hard for an idea. Your mind is in a total blank. BUT you suddenly hear this great idea from your work mate's thoughts and you spill it out before he could. Bravo! You become the smart alec instead. Isn't this great?
How about Micah Sanders? Student lives like us live on a tight budget. If you have an ability like him to control machines and electronic devices, you will not need a budget at all! You can skip the whole idea of "let me sleep over it" when you can't afford to buy something. What cheap sales, discounts and further reduction??? You can totally scrap those words off your dictionary! What you want becomes what you get!
Bean himself likes Hiro Nakamura. He loves the idea of manipulating the space-time continuum. He thought it would be great to travel back time to check out if the myths are true or find out about the unsolved mysteries. According to my very humble opinion, if all the myths are proven then the terminology of myth does not exist anymore! So is mystery. Mysteries are supposed to be left mysterious.
I personally love Claire Bennett ability that is the spontaneous regenerative ability. You know why? Then I wouldn't have U.G.L.Y scars on my arm now!
Bean suggested this ability would be extremely useful in peeping girls in shower. The ability to be invisible granted to Claude. I reckon you wouldn't even need to peep. You can just be in the shower choosing the best view according to your preference. Guys are definitely having interest in this ability eh?
So which superhuman ability you will like to have?
New stories. New season. Heroes will be premiering on the 24th of September.
What do you think the story line will be for this whole new season? Bean said it might be the normal humans against the heroes while the heroes are trying to save the world. Imaginative huh? I am actually more interested in finding out what has happened to Peter Petrelli since he exploded in the sky. I am hoping he will be alive to continue in season 2. After all, he is the only cute one in this show!
Just imagine if you have a chance to become someone not like everybody else. You become someone with superhuman ability. Who will be your first pick?
Matt Parkman?? You have the ability to hear other people's thoughts. You will know it before they even have the chance to open their mouth to speak it out. Imagine you are participating in a huge project. Everyone is brainstorming hard for an idea. Your mind is in a total blank. BUT you suddenly hear this great idea from your work mate's thoughts and you spill it out before he could. Bravo! You become the smart alec instead. Isn't this great?
How about Micah Sanders? Student lives like us live on a tight budget. If you have an ability like him to control machines and electronic devices, you will not need a budget at all! You can skip the whole idea of "let me sleep over it" when you can't afford to buy something. What cheap sales, discounts and further reduction??? You can totally scrap those words off your dictionary! What you want becomes what you get!
Bean himself likes Hiro Nakamura. He loves the idea of manipulating the space-time continuum. He thought it would be great to travel back time to check out if the myths are true or find out about the unsolved mysteries. According to my very humble opinion, if all the myths are proven then the terminology of myth does not exist anymore! So is mystery. Mysteries are supposed to be left mysterious.
I personally love Claire Bennett ability that is the spontaneous regenerative ability. You know why? Then I wouldn't have U.G.L.Y scars on my arm now!
Bean suggested this ability would be extremely useful in peeping girls in shower. The ability to be invisible granted to Claude. I reckon you wouldn't even need to peep. You can just be in the shower choosing the best view according to your preference. Guys are definitely having interest in this ability eh?
So which superhuman ability you will like to have?
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Scarred now, what about tomorrow?
Fried onions: Check!
Curry paste: Check!
Coconut milk: Check!
Lemongrass: Check!
Fish head: Check!
All the ingredients needed were in the pot. The fish head curry aroma was circulating my kitchen. Just a little stirring and the curry is ready to be served. I was happily stirring my pot of curry until my receptors came into senses and.... "OUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I let out a loud scream! It was so loud that even my friend who was in the room could hear! Some hot oil from the other wok splattered onto my arm! I thought it would be alright as it would be just another scar. As I was running my arm under the cold tap water, I saw not one but nine red dots. At that point, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Not wanting to let my housemate know, I sneaked back to my room and tear drops immediately flowed down my cheek. I picked up the phone....
Me: (trying hard to push my tears back into my eyes!) I am very sad...
Bean: Why?? What happened??
Me: (wah.. I cannot tahan... I cried and talked at the same time) Oil splattered on my hand! My hand is so ugly now!
Bean: It's okay... I don't mind a few extra scars on you...
Sweet.
After two hours passed, I still could not let it go. I was back on the phone with Bean and continued what I do best. Whining. =) I had a feeling he could not take anymore whining. He said, "Don't indulge in your sadness. It will heal. You still have your arm and A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD!" At that point, I just kept quiet but in my heart I was like... "$#%$#%$#$%$#@#@! Geez man, I just want to be sad for now! OKAY!!!"
I was really heartbroken not because of the pain. It was the fact my arm is badly scarred. It felt like the world was ending! How am I going to take pictures again??? It's a girl thing but boys just don't get it! To them, few extra scars will not make any difference. How would you feel if your dream car has few new scratches? You sam tong or not? Ish...
Condition of my arm right after the burn:
Condition of my arm one hour after the burn:
The next day, I went to the pharmacy and Mr. Pharmacist recommended me this:
He said the scars will recover provided they are minor burns. I was so desperate I just took whatever he recommended. His words were like words of God!
Directions: Scar Tissue: Apply generously at least twice a day for 100 days as scars heal at 1% per day.
My university ball is in EIGHT days!
*faint*
Curry paste: Check!
Coconut milk: Check!
Lemongrass: Check!
Fish head: Check!
All the ingredients needed were in the pot. The fish head curry aroma was circulating my kitchen. Just a little stirring and the curry is ready to be served. I was happily stirring my pot of curry until my receptors came into senses and.... "OUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I let out a loud scream! It was so loud that even my friend who was in the room could hear! Some hot oil from the other wok splattered onto my arm! I thought it would be alright as it would be just another scar. As I was running my arm under the cold tap water, I saw not one but nine red dots. At that point, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Not wanting to let my housemate know, I sneaked back to my room and tear drops immediately flowed down my cheek. I picked up the phone....
Me: (trying hard to push my tears back into my eyes!) I am very sad...
Bean: Why?? What happened??
Me: (wah.. I cannot tahan... I cried and talked at the same time) Oil splattered on my hand! My hand is so ugly now!
Bean: It's okay... I don't mind a few extra scars on you...
Sweet.
After two hours passed, I still could not let it go. I was back on the phone with Bean and continued what I do best. Whining. =) I had a feeling he could not take anymore whining. He said, "Don't indulge in your sadness. It will heal. You still have your arm and A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD!" At that point, I just kept quiet but in my heart I was like... "$#%$#%$#$%$#@#@! Geez man, I just want to be sad for now! OKAY!!!"
I was really heartbroken not because of the pain. It was the fact my arm is badly scarred. It felt like the world was ending! How am I going to take pictures again??? It's a girl thing but boys just don't get it! To them, few extra scars will not make any difference. How would you feel if your dream car has few new scratches? You sam tong or not? Ish...
Condition of my arm right after the burn:
Condition of my arm one hour after the burn:
The next day, I went to the pharmacy and Mr. Pharmacist recommended me this:
He said the scars will recover provided they are minor burns. I was so desperate I just took whatever he recommended. His words were like words of God!
Directions: Scar Tissue: Apply generously at least twice a day for 100 days as scars heal at 1% per day.
My university ball is in EIGHT days!
*faint*
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