The only thing worth fighting for in life is the last packet of instant noodles.

Can you believe how much rotten fudgecake could possibly be hurled at me.

+Grades suck, period.

+ Bro's thing are sold given away since there's no space in my house for another Playstation, a fusion drum kit [Think 3 crash cymbals and 2 floor toms. It's a drumazon], electric guitar, a million and one speakers, a laptop and Christ knows all those other geeky thing he owns. Oh, they were sold without my consent and I'm incredibly offended.

"I'll take his guitar lah, auntie. We played it a lot, and I wanna keep it for remembrance."

My brother is too rich for a 24 year old, know that? He's an electrical engineer.

+There're just too much things to be said, and I've been saying them to the wrong people. It's horrible.

+OHMAIGAWD. That girl is too cute to be a church-going, good Catholic girl. She's not even Indian, summore. :D Pedo moment, I am despondent.

+ *stoops over and dies* I hate getting my period. Times like this I wish I could just go for transitioning.

And for the decidedly best : things I would have said today, had I not shut the hell up. Toffee, I love you, darling.

Ahh, shut up, you condescending prick. Holier-than-who again?

..Shut up..
Shut up
SHUT THE F~ UP.

Wow, I'm the rude kid. F~ing hypocrite.

I must not use the F~ing F~ word.

Doesn't my unamused face tell you anything? Perhaps, a hint. STFU.

WHICH F~ing part of I'LL F~ING HELP YOU DO IT SINCE I FUCKING MESSED UP DON'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND, YOU FUCKING POMPOUS, SELF-RIGHTEOUS BITCH?

Eh. Why not CNN? Here I am, trying to forget everyfudgecakingthing, the funeral, the mass, the vegetarianism, the casket and here you are reminding everyone. Why don't you just do a live broadcast 12 times a day to get it over it. I can practically see it now, NEWSFLASH : I know this is the 11th time I've told ya'll but guess what, my brother has died of a cardiac confusion contusion. My family's grieving right now and I'm a shameless, self-righteous bitch who knows no emotional boundaries, can I hear a "hell yeah!" right now?

I need a break. Maybe on the spinal cord.

Comic book geek moment.

Oh my. I'm not gonna watch X-Men : The Last Stand just to stare at Angel's hot bod or to ogle Pyro anymore.
But I've fortified something. And fortifying things makes me happeh.
Angel could lose those wings. He could fly like Nathan.
And Pyro, he's a microwave! A very, very, very hot one at that.
PYRO O_o
He's kewwll.

Beef tastes awesome when you're Indian and vegan for the last 29 days.

BURN, you.

This is me, bored and wanting a really creamy donut. I screwed my vegan thing, no one can make me vegetarian using the "Your whole family's doing it" card. I don't see any point in being vegetarian after someone died, the house isn't getting any purer, I'm not getting better, my faith isn't increasing or decreasing, only the complaints are. My mum and dad and sister don't care, in fact they don't believe in any vegetarian ritual crap, so there. I'm starving everyfructosingday, my weight's decreasing and sooner or later I'm gonna have a tube shoved down my throat.. And damn you, don't ever say that my brother would have done the same if I were dead, seriously, go to fudgecaking hell. I want no one to be vegan when I die, so hell off. I'm gonna eat my meat and be happy.

Oh yes Joev, I'm tough :)

"It's just like that. She comes and talks, and her head's like bopbopbopbopbopbopbopbopbopbop."

Lol, Serene. You funny, funny person who forgets her dad's number, I lol at you.

And of fudge, I got my period today. Here comes the pain. I hate you, dysmenorrhea.

Null and void

Know what really scares me? Like cosmically scary?

Black holes.

Even more than being locked up in a room with a happy clown, a fatter-than-average Santa Claus, dark little dragonflies and no food, that's how much I'm intimidated by black holes. Plenty afraid.
I'll have to admit. Black holes are pretty, but who knows, could've Photoshopped them right? Subtle colours, but still, there's excessive radiance. They're gorgeous, see, but they scare the hell and daylights [hah.] out of me. Imagine just sitting at home, watching TV or trawling through the interwebz when all of a sudden, there's nothing. NOTHING. It just goes poof! Imagine if a black hole were to suck everything in, you, your computer, your dog, your house and everything else, it'll just fade back to oblivion. Nothing exist, nothing. The very foundation of humanity that's been building up since God knows when, gone just like that.

Where exactly do we go after that? Do we continue subsisting, but in some kind of parallel universe? Will we go back to normal, but with ummmm, superpowers? Or will we just cease to exist?

That's what scares me : Not knowing what's gonna happen, the whole thought of knowing that any given time, we'll all get sucked into a dense black hole. It's horrible to think that we're all gonna die someday, but isn't it more horrible to now know at all? I'd rather know than not. Maybe I overexpect things, but meh, that's how life goes. Overexpectations, they do more harm than good.

So in short, black holes. They scare me. Period..

I FRUCTOSING HATE BEING VEGAN.

Freedom tastes like LURVE, French onions, and tepung oat penuh

Someone, someone who has been having too much time in their hands, obviously around the age of 4-6 has been stealing my Oreo cookies.
Now kids, I know that unbeknownst to grown adults, your supposed, childlike cuteness and your pathetic little 'It's not fair!!' excuses are part of your tiny, invisible arsenal, but look here : Do not ever steal Ezri's food. Don't. Just don't. Unless you want me to choke you with quadruple the amount of food you've stolen from me, fermented. Honestly, I WILL choke you with 5 packets of fermented Oreo cookies with zero negative infinity repentance if you steal my food.

Right. I watched House just now. So...

ILU KUTNER. Read this, biatch.
When did Micheal die?

Kutner: In college, I was really into science fiction. But not like the guys with the six-hundred-dollar prosthetic ears who could swear in Romulan.

Kutner: Why are you pushing a crash cart?

House: Because patients sometimes crash, and they haven't yet invented a crash tractor for me to drive wildly around the hallway

JoLee, I feel your pain. I miss Kutner too.

Gossip Girl's finale was okay though. Chuck finally said ILY, so thank heavens. And Serena's going to Brown, and Vanessa and Nate = backpacking. But before that, Nate nearly got a booty call from the mayor[?]. Some crap like that.

..Who the hell uses the word 'booty call' in Malaysia anyway?

Right well...I need to come up with a list of specifically happy things to do. Think of it as a pre-induction to my happy-holiday crash course. Go figure.

I need to game. watch movies. A lot of movies. Game with Shannon. Go watch a movie with Sonia, Clare, Anna and Shannon. STOP HATING. Stop bitching. Ban everyone from my house.

And the list continues tomorrow.

"Go sleazebag!"

I should.. be drawing Venn diagrams and inducing, and deducing.
But I'm here.
Blogging.
The second time today.

"You know, life's bliss. So don't waste it studying when you're not gonna get a position in class anyway"
:DDD

I swear to God, the only reason why I've been studying [or lack thereof?] for the past 7[?] years is because I'm position-crazy like that.
And no, no. NOT that. Gross.

Anyhoodle, Adam lost. But he's gonna be big, BIG I tell you. He'll come to Malaysia, damn it! He'll come to this yam-shaped, politically-disarrayed, economically-inoperative, racist country I'm living in! Damn right!

I'm gonna watch Terminator Salvation when it comes out here. Before that, I'll watch STAR TREK.
[Insert psuedo-tired geek squeal here]

Oh and can someone do me a love, lovely favour ande hand me a draft of Volume 5 of Heroes? Yeah, the unreleased, un-thought of [?] draft of Redemption?
See, I just watched Season 3's finale today, and GOD, SYLAR AS NATHAN?
For Confucious sake, that's probably the most lameass decision they could've possibly made. [Touchwood!] Even lamer than the time they made the first Ali Larter character die, and get resurrected, only to what, die again? Yeah, die again.
Seriously though, Sylar's the only reason why I'm still watching Heroes. The least they could do is not turn him into a White House-obsessed, politically-driven, shapeshifting corporate sleaze with no conscience. No wait, keep the no conscience part, he be pimpin' with that.

But, but...I would rather have Nathan die, and Suresh die and Ali Larter's contract burn in hell. Why is she even back?

"RRAWRRR. *shoots*"
"*crack* *dies* *eye blinks* *DIESSS*"
ZOMG YES YES. DIE BIATCH!

1 month later....

"*transforms from water into super-hot naked chick*"
"She has a nice back. *ogleogleogle*"
"*camera zooms into Tracy's face*"
"HOSHIET BITCH AIN'T DEAD YET?!"

Gone are the days of episodes like Company Man. The Sylar/Nathan twist is absolute horror at its best. Oh but JiaYun, you're right, Sylar was hot. :D
I think they should've showed the fight scene between Sylar and Peter and Nathan though. Since duels between people with cool powers [Okay, maybe 2 outta 3 since flying is pretty much useless. Dude I'd go with intuitive aptitude and power mimicry any day.]= EPIK WIN.
Sides, why would I wanna watch Clare peeking through a door about 37 times in half a minute? Do I really need that? No, I don't. Not in any point of my life in an hour of Heroes.

Right well. Yeah. Bye

Why hello there 4ooth post.

Kay. Rants up.

BUT I WANTED ADAM GLAMBERT TO WIN!I DIDN'T WANT KRIS ALLEN DAMMIT.
WHY, AMERICA, WHY?

Blurghh. I curse that Kris'll get dropped by his label for bad sales Adam will win 10 Grammys on his first year. :DDDDDDDD
Fudge, that was just mean.

2 more days!!

Am never gonna get tired of this movie. Freddy Prinze Jr was so cute last time.Bleh, I was only 6 =P

Light up, breathe in, look down, scream out

Lol. History was just fail. I need to find a new word to say fail, PHAIL is getting boring.
&&&& History's just the ham in the middle of my exam-fail sandwich. Something tells me Biology's gonna top the whole thing off.

"THAT BITCH IS NOT TAKING HISTORY."

Lol, Jo, doode, calm down. Sides, she's not taking Chem and Physics either, remember? :\
Have fun Kristal~ May the good karma radiate back to me!
Someone tell me if I should take Moral or not. See, I'm given the choice to take it or not. And I want to, but at the same time, it's gonna be agitating if I see another D or C in another paper. So, take it and risk getting a really bad position in class and not to mention, a D in my report card? Or just leave it, get no position, and be happy but nonetheless a little bit disappointed since there's that kiasu-ness in me. that years for a position.

And during Bio,

"Ohh. Tonoplast!!!"
"YEAH!! Tonoplast!! That thing around the vacuole!!"
"*glances at the paper*"
"We just blurted out the whole answer."
:\

Off to study Physics now, hopefully, I can get a B in that. I actually like Physics a bit. :D

"I'm gonna quote you on that. That was just a really bad phail"
"I know. High five"
*smacks hands*

And, if she's reading this,
Dear fiancee, cheer up! You're not stupid la, dear~

Barney is Quote-licious

Barney: Jesus waited THREE days to come back to life. It was perfect! If he had only waited ONE day, a lot of people wouldn't have even heard he died. They'd be all, "Hey Jesus, what up?" and Jesus would probably be like, "What up? I DIED yesterday!" and they'd be all, "Uhh, you look pretty alive to me, dude..." and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and the dude'd be like "Uhh okay, whatever you say, bro..." And he's not gonna come back on a SATURDAY. Everybody's busy, doing chores, workin' the loom, trimmin' the beard, NO. He waited the perfect number of days, THREE. Plus it's SUNDAY, so everyone's in church already, and they're all in there like "Oh no, Jesus is DEAD, and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runnin' up the aisle, everyone's totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high five. That's why we wait three days to call a woman, because that's how long Jesus wants us to wait. True story.

Marshall: Oh, oh, he texted back! [reading Ted's text message for "Holli"] "I probably shouldn't tell you this, I mean, we barely know each other, but what the hell, I'll just say it..."

Barney: "Dude, here comes the "I love you!"

Marshall: [pause] "I wish Stan were here."

Barney: "Stan..."

Marshall: "Whoa!"

Barney: "What?"

Marshall: [still reading Ted's text message for "Holli"] "I sometimes have gay dreams about my best friend."

Barney: [reading the text again] "I sometimes have gay dreams about my best friend?"

Marshall: "Why in the world would Ted text a girl he barely knows that he sometimes has gay dreams about me?"

Barney: "Whoa, whoa, slow your roll. You? He's clearly talking about me."

Marshall: Dude, it's me. I'm his best friend."

Barney: Ok. One, that has never been proven. Two, if anyone were to have gay dreams about one of us, it would be me. I mean look at me. Now look at you. A still-in-the-closet 80 year old wouldn't be into that mess."

Marshall: "Here's the thing Barney. I'm snuggly, you're not. Who wouldn't want to snuggle up next to this business on a Sunday morning? Wrapped in a comforter, it's raining outside, and there's muffins warming in the oven. I'm cuddly bitch, deal with it!"

Barney: "I work out every day. If there is one thing we know about Ted, it's that he likes a nice body. This body would rock his world!"

Marshall: "Ted and I have a history. I know what he likes. There are things I could do to him that would blow his mi... [pause] Why do we keep trying to have sex with Ted?"

I-i-i-i-i love this show

:D

I'm hoping she'd see this, since she follows my blog.

HAPPY B'DAY SAYANG~ SARANGHAEYO!!

Because, when everything's going fine, shit hell happens.
But this, this was somewhat expected.

I'll miss you, Grandpa Patrick.
I'll miss you, ALOT. =)

I can't believe that my brother's death's so fucking publicized.
It's on a Tamil and Chinese newspaper
It's on Facebook.
It's in my house.

Shoot me.