wasted my money on the dumb cab driver.

i have never met a studborn cab driver. he is just pure studborn, a person that deserves to shut his mouth.

i flagged down a cab and told him where i wanna go. he said he knows the place. he used a different way and i voiced out. "u wanna use sec16 way? its jam!", said the dumb cab driver.

"no jam at this hour", i defend myself.

"who said so? i can bet with u. if i lie to you and cheat you, i can guarantee that i am fat", said the dumb cab driver.

"i always use that road at this hour, and no jam", am starting to feel pissed off.

"certain days only jam, wednesday, thrusday and friday jam. this way no jam and it is faster", said the dumb cab driver.

"faster means expensive", i said with anger.

"nowadays, ppl dont care whether it is expensive, ppl want fast", said the dumb cab driver.

"my usual taxi fare is only rm6.50", i said.

what bloody mary nonsense he is talking. fuck him. saying i dont use the road on wed, thrus and fri? fuck fuck him. am going to curse him. i controlled myself by throwing my face out of the window. he used the pantai toll joint to kerinchi. meaning he used the federal highway. fuck him. this driver is so cacat. he is so bloody johnny walker confident that he knows the way.


finally my cab fare today is rm9.20. fuck him.

when i told him to stop at the bus stop, he said with a guilty voice tone, "this is paramount".

"i told you to use the other way, you dont want", i still feel pissed off.


hope he meets an accident, and loss his income a month. a month is too little. for few months. or he needs to walk handicapped-ly. ego and confident cab driver i met today. fuck fuck fuck him la. today i bought subway's cheese veggie and wanting to go home early after that. his pathetic cab driver spoiled my mood. now that i have finished eating my cheese veggie, am still feeling pissed off.

5 hours doing nth.

aint i a good friend accompanied a fren for 5 hours in a hair saloon - peek-a-boo, TTDI? even the haistylist praised me in cantonese "wah, your friend is really good , accompany you here!". all i did was drank 2 cups of green tea, read magazines and walked around d night market alone!!















i kept staring at page N11 in today's paper. leehom is coming on d 9Nov for promo. Am not so silly to attend while pushing with his fans. waste my time. i rather watch the Finals of Project Runway Malaysia. however, staring at his face in d newspaper gives me some satisfactions. :)


its fresh in my mind what happened when he received a basket with teddybear in it. the audiences went "awwwwwwwwwwwww!"


november is a busy month-
:: jo is coming back, gotta listen her 4 months of experience in states.
:: i will b waiting for waiyee for dimsum.
:: pick sugarpie cousin from airport, i dunno how and when.
:: mugging, slacking is what i am now.
:: not forgetting my concert, make sure am still alive by that day.

gone for good?

i threw my bedsheet into the washing machine to avoid being told so many times. then quickly i washed my clothes. ate my yummy bihun.

as i ate my last fork of bihun

"amanda!!!! come here!!!" mom shouted from d kitchen.

"shit la. what else she wants!!??", as i whispered to myself walking to d kitchen from d living hall.

mom :: ur handphone is in d washing machine.

i quickly off d machine, took out my 4 yrs old flip phone. without any hesitation, i open it up, praying that my sim card is still functioning. insert it into bro's. and YES, it worked!! cleaned my phone, but i cant open the LCD part without a special small screwdriver! d water went into d LCD. i stared at it on the table, mumbling to myself. i tried numerous times to on d phone, but still unable to. after much staring at it, mom pitied me (i guess) and offered to sponsor me rm400. however am gonna take out some money so that i can buy a good camera and mp3 phone but it will take ages thanks to d concert tic. well, am NOT REGRETTING regarding with d tics. what more can i ask for, for good seats!

there are so many choices in d market now. i cant make up my mind after going to sonyericsson's n motorola's sites. being a technology dummy makes the situation worse. what is band :: tri-band, quad-band etc? what is inbuilt Motomixer?

i guess i wont be getting a phone till december as i will take time to gather infomations on phones' features. i am a fussy lady when choosing things. so contact my house la.

ada opportunity, grab it la:: LGT::

today's topic is :: migrate :: as i hopped into the car, on d way to coll.

mom :: *talking bout her colleague migrating*
mom :: do u want to migrate?
me :: of course. not australia coz its too common.
mom :: then where?
me :: some europe country or newzealand. can count sheeps there.
mom :: who wants u to be in europe.
me :: i want to work and stay in UK. but then my points still unable to qualify to work there. (yes, in order for msians-not-studying-in-UK to work in UK, we gotta follow d merit system).
mom :: do u know 20 yrs back, ur dad asked me whether i wanna migrate?
me :: gosh. why didnt u say yes. i will be a better person by now if u do!!!
mom :: newzealand sounds ok.


mom has a serious problem in not grabbing her golden opportunity. this is not d first time i shake my head to her. there was once, she told me bout her golden silver opportunity to feature in a magazine, sad to say that she rejected it! she told me more and more stories, to avoid being more disappointed, i told her jokingly "pls dont tell me anymore!"


if mom agreed and everything goes smoothly 20 yrs back, seriously i think i will be an extremently better person talking with accents. but i will lagi jadi a pure banana. dah la i am edi 90% banana!


i guess everything happens for a reason.

LimGohTong

a man that i truly admire besides Tun Dr. Mahathir. Am gonna buy LimGohTong's My Story biography book. I believe his book is better than LeeKuanYew's The Memoirs of Lee Kuan Yew: The Singapore Story. i am reading Lee's book half way for a week already. Half of the book talks bout politic which i am not interested in. I pick chapters on his childhood life, life as a student, life as a husband and topics on malaysia. Nobody wanna tell me d reason why singapore seperated from msia. I was kinda dumb not knowing his competitor in studies during school days is his wife,Choo. LeeKuanYew loves mathematics, was reluctant to learn mandarin despite going to a chinese school, thus he asked his parents to sent him to english school. I find these lil facts, interesting. Ooh yeah, he married Choo secretly in London and kept this from his parents. i-have-a-thing-for-biography-books.


the guy - 2nd from d right looks quite notorious but kinda good looking. The picture is clearer in the newspaper thou.

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dad ask again :: so, do u want the dog?
me :: i want, but mummy doesnt like it. does the dog shit in d house?
dad :: it doesnt even go out from the house.
me saying with a heavy heart :: then dont want la. it doesnt know how to cross the road. dont know how to see cars too. later, kena bang by car again. moreover the dog is small. cars cant see.

last day.

today marks d last day to be a big-eater. i am really having an issue with my weight. i have never talk bout this issue before, but not lately. i gotta learn how to eat less now. i tried not having 12 hours of meal few days ago. but there was a sign of gastric attacking.

possible reasons being a big-eater
:: see too many food-pictures.
:: despress.
:: too free.

izzit really not meant for me?

dad came home and ask me "uncle loh is gonna give away his cocker spaniel, shall we take it?, if not he will leave it in spca."

then suddenly i felt a 'piece-of-invisible-cold-wind" smash my face.

quickly i question myself "what if it happen again? and d doggie is brown in colour!" i have played with d dog during d entire dinner in uncle loh's house.

3 brown doggies of mine, firstly was brown dashuan puppy- dave - ran out and nowhere can be found. it was my very own dog. secondly, came a cocker spaniel puppy- ginger which my dad bought from his fren. my dad was confident that ginger will obediently sit by the ajar gate while he walked towards his car to take something. and there goes my ginger, ran out of d house and finally a bastard hit-and-run her. my golden retriever biggie dog - big boy was an extremently well-trained dog. he will not shit and urine in d compound. he would bark when he couldnt hold his bladders. he saw a bitch, and he ran from d house, hit by a car. the owner came down and apologized. i wasnt around when it happened. as far as i remembered, dad brought home big boy and i didnt wanna accept him although he is a hugable buddy. dad introduced me "big boy, this is amanda". he really said that but i didnt really bother to play with him after d introduction. it took me a week to finally accept him and touch him. my neighbour even bought a female golden retriever to make-mate with my doggie. when they approached us, it happen after his death.

my mum isnt a dog lover, she gives heavy sighs when she sees a dog in d compound. but as months went by, she was comfortable having d dogs, and could take a branch and play with their furs. i would like silently hide in a corner to see it.


we know that its jinx to have dogs in this family. but...... i need some living things to accompany me.