Romeo and Juliet..

" For never was a story of more woe/ Than this of Juliet and her Romeo",

that was what William Shakespeare said after he conclude his infamous play "Romeo and Juliet"...

Bullshit lah....

The story behind Romeo and Juliet is actually about an elope plan gone wrong worst case scenario.. It's not about how two immature dimwits, who are bound to cross paths because both families were crossing each other boundaries with swords and blood, then naturally (as if it was fated) fell deeply, madly, lustfully ,head over heels in love which of course involved --> SEX (sorry lah, human nature), & later on, they found out that their oh-so-beautiful love life was forbidden, which lead to the girl devising a plan where she pretended to commit suicide and later rose up from her crypt where she can run and fall gracefully into her lover's embrace.. then both love birds will ride on together towards the sunset and live happily ever after..

Too bad lah, her Romeo didn't get the message.. & thought she really took her life, and soon, following her footsteps as he was blinded by grief, foolishly drank a bottle of poison to reunite with his Juliet forever in eternal damnation.. which then, to find out later that the dead girl beside him wasn't dead but just faking dead.. but it was too late.. so.. (stereotype story always end the same way).. The dead girl rose up from the dead like Jesus only that, she's not that holy.. and found her dead lover beside her (wth??!! I'm supposed to fake dead.. not you) .. and then decided to really die once and for all.. took a knife..--- stab---- die..... & story concludes about the tale of two star-crossed lovers... Seriously, I don't know whether she killed herself because her saw how unorganised the plan was, or she was confused who was supposed to fake dead..

I find the story quite amusing actually.. To me, the actual play in words.. is boring.. Yes.. if you watch the movie Romeo+ Juliet... maybe you already bawled your eyes out... & if you hear the song Romeo and Juliet, you would go into depression.. & if you watch the anime Romeo x Juliet.. I don't know what you'll do to cope with the ending.. Yeah, boohoo.. so sad... whatever... There's a lot of things that you don't know about Romeo and Juliet.. (I'm not implementing that I know alot too)...

Anyway.. the love between Romeo and Juliet.. is not love.. in my opinion of course. It's just a mad puppy crush.. Juliet was just a 13 year old dumb blonde( whatever the colour of her hair, she's still dumb).. Come on, when I was 13.. I closed my eyes when I come across and kissing scene plus.. you see the 13 year old now.. all capable to have sex meh?? .. & Romeo.. at first was "claimed" to be in love with Rosaline.. some insignificant character... till he saw Juliet in a party.. & it was "Love at first sight".... In my definition, Romeo is a "playboy" (see one, like one) or you can call him " Mr flower (fa fa gong zi) in chinese)... So you see.. what they called LOVE.. at that time was just.. Lust.. Maybe Juliet was so goddamn sexy and Romeo was hell of a hunk.. so don't blame them if they can't resist each other...

So that sums up my drastically shortened- wouldn't bother to explain every detail-summary...
after all.. it's just my thoughts..


Oh, I'm so gonna re-watch this..

P.s If you happens to be the bawled your eyes-so worship Romeo and Juliet fan... I didn't say Romeo and Juliet was bad... I just love to critic things when I'm bored... Forgive a bored person will ya??

Feedback.

I'm back from the Land of gay Lions aka Singapore (Adapted from Kumar jokes).... and after this trip, I will never mock Singaporeans as kia-su naive people who are down to earth morons when it comes to shopping, and everything.... except education... Yeah, they're still quite competitive when its education.. But what I meant was.. I LOVE SINGAPORE!!..
because of the weather which was way more cooler and windier than Ipoh,
because it was my first Shop-till-you-drop time, where I practically used up all my money and I'm very very satisfied.. (& mind you, shopping usually bores me unless I need something)
because the clothes there are way better than Ipoh's Jusco's ones..
because the place is much more organised than Malaysia..
because their transport system is way cooler than KL's LRT..
because ... its Singapore!

Why can't Malaysia can be as systematic as Singapore? Yes, maybe you can say that Singapore is a small country, easy to organise, easy to rule.. Eh hello? Malaysia is not exactly a big country okay. Compared to China, Australia, United States.. Malaysia is as big as your own cock... So don't say because Singapore is a small country..

The problem is, all the people in charge of the changing the country is either sleeping, corrupting or sodomising other citizens.. If you want a change, you better be brave.. That's all I can say... I don't want to rant so much about politics here..

Anyway (changing topic), the CNY mood is over as everybody continue on with tests and studies.... I saw alot of whining and ranting about how hard it is to get over Chinese New Year and the holidays on facebook, everybody's favourite website... Yeah, well that's all your problems.. Life gotta continue on whether you like it or not...It's up to you whether you want to keep looking back how much time you enjoyed with friends and family, or just start to enjoy your present for a more comfortable future..

So I have one more month, or maybe three weeks if the visa process speeds up, then I'll be on my way to the largest country in the world. *squeals* I can't wait.. finally I'm going to Uni.. Long time ago, University, to me was like 1000 years later... and now I can't believe that I'm already at this phase or proceeding to this phase, you may say. I wouldn't deny that I would go through alot of hardships, or nerve wracking choices, or even death defying decisions.. yeah, that's the fun of growing up... Just you and the world...

I noticed that I've been quite happy lately... I don't know is it whether I changed my blogging style, or Mr Sunshine just finally decided that he had enough of my emo thoughts.. Looking back at those old posts, I find myself very silly.. yeah.. but that's all the past.. You only have two choices, either do what you want and move on or be sad, caught in your thoughts, & not choosing your stand..... Well, I think Mr Sunshine, is staying quite awhile..

p.s Wonders what to update for the next post...

I Love Jeffrey Lee

*Yes, this is about my brother... If you think its no big deal & boring, go and fuck yourself a few times... No one ask you to read*

Happy 18th Birthday Sibling..

18 years ago, I thought I was the center of attention as I celebrate my 1st year birthday for the very first time... Who knows... The next day, I was dethroned.. by a rascal.. who decided to plop out of my mother's womb coincidentally.... Just like that, like a snap.. I had a brother..


& now.. 18 years later.... He's 18 years old..

Happy Birthday sibling..

Though you have been more than a pain in my ass, a bloody fucktard... haha... but I admit that I'm proud to have you as a brother...because you rock my world...



Rock on bro...


Even though you still have identity crisis... lol..You'll forever be my little brother..

p.s This post was meant to be long and meaningful, full of sarcasm and the same time loving... but because the air con had just fucked up my brain.. that's why the post sound so like diarrhea... but it's the heart that matters right?? Forgive me please...

Chinese New Year.. & Valentines Day... which is so overrated.. urgh..

Chinese New Year is officially over.. for me of course... In fact, my chinese new year celebration ended after the 1st day of Chinese New Year.... Yeah, all this while my chinese new year only consist of 2 days.. Chinese New Year Eve.. and Chinese New Year.. that's it.. the rest were.. school holidays.. though I still get angpau from others.. but I don't seem to show any enthusiasm after the 1st day...

The only thing I enjoy is eating mandarin oranges.. lots n lots of it till I shit myself upside down.. and Kuih Ka pet..... Oh ya, and happy nuts.. which doesn't really makes you happy (but very addictive)..

But of course, if you were speaking about childhood... I wouldn't deny that I love Chinese New Year...When I was just a little girl.. Chinese New Year was the BOMB! to me... It's like the second best to Christmas.... & Hari Raya would be 2nd runner up... I wouldn't give a shit about Deepavali...

I remembered on the very 1st day of Chinese New Year, we would get up early.... put on new clothes.. go give parents drink tea all those stuff.. bla bla bla... then the best thing... Ang paus... not just from family.. Friends of family who came ( we never go bai nian. coz, my grandparents are the eldest.. so everybody come to us) & then they would give u ang paus... & we graciously accept.. and run off to a small corner, and impatiently tear open.... TEAR.. like... furiously ripped off the packet.. not slowly, take my time opening the seal to see how much money we get..Then, we would go to the neighbouring houses shouting

"Gong Xi Fatt Choi, Fatt Choi, Fatt Choi......"

.. Then the aunties will come out with welcoming hands... and of coz more red packets..

Of course, when we are small, we don't really give a damn about manners unless we were infront of our parents whose hands are gripping the terrifying cane... So, we would see how much money we got... sometimes we get RM5 which is alot to us.. sometimes RM1.. which is still acceptable... some ah.... ai yor.... coins!! 20 cents, 50 cents COINS!!! Which of coz is a big disappointment for us.. & to cope with that, we would exclaimed loudly :

" HAH!! SO LITTLE ONLY AH!!"

Gosh, you should see the faces of those aunties... Their first expression was shocked, then in split seconds, you see embarrassment.. then in another split second... smiles.. to hide the embarrassment... All these happen within 2 seconds...

Then, I will compare with my brother how much ang pau we got... My brother always wins.. I don't know why. Till now, I still have no idea why... Anyway, that was when you are small.. like tiny small.. where people still think you are cute.. Then grow up a few years... you do that, you get a door slammed in front of your face.. Chinese New Year.. is not as fun as it is already....

& now... On this Chinese New Year day... I slept in the whole morning... see.. just another damn day... don't blame me... I'm half chinese...

Last time, you get to play with fireworks... legally.... till some kids decided to blow up their fingers thus its decided fireworks are dangerous... though you still see people playing fireworks these days... but less... Like this year, some guy was caught for setting fire crackers.... how ridiculous is that... It's not that he set fire crackers all the time, its just only for festive season... & it's just only for that particular day.. like that also catch...

I noticed there are lots of people quite disappointed with this year's major clashes of events.. Like Chinese New Year and Valentines Day... I mean come on... that Valentines Day is for the Western side.... I mean for chinese.. the official Valentines days falls on the 15th day of the Chinese New Year, right??? Where in the olden days, young chinese virgins would go and throw mandarin oranges into the river.. and expect some young handsome scholar who isn't gay (there were no such thing as prince charming riding on the horse.. or knight in shining armour) picks up the orange.. then instead of riding off together towards the sunset.. the dude will then propose to the desperate gal or parents, which results in marriage, which is the union of both young man and young women... which proceeds to sex where they fuck each other happily and of course produce lots and lots of offspring to continue on their herritage....

Of course, this time more modern already, I don't think anybody want to throw mandarin oranges in the river.. I mean... are you sure you wanna pick up a mandarin oranges from the rivers in our country?? If I see a mandarin orange floating on the river... I wouldn't know that it's an orange.. instead thought of it as a shit.. & also, if you want to throw oranges in the river, I don't think you can too.. coz you'll get charge for polluting the river.. Imagine, 10000 hundred gals throwing oranges into the river.. I think before the dude gets the orange, there will be no river.. coz all clogged up... So.. enough with the oranges.. My point is.. you get to celebrate Valentines day what... no big deal.. In fact, the 14th of February wasn't even a lover's day..it was a memorial day for some fella named Saint Valentines...

see how history was twisted...

p.s Someday, I would filled a police car with lots and lots of fireworks and crackers.. lit it.. & then sit back to watch a gigantic display of explosion and combustion.... where engines and metal meets gunpowder... someday..

Bits of Minnie

& Now, please welcome the youngest member of the family...

Minnie

She comes from a generation of many breed.. ( means a mongrel lah!!) I can't wait to see how ugly she turn out to be when she's grown up.. (jz joking).... But she's simply adoring lah.... Couldn't stand to be alone... sticks like glue to you...Never listen to you... bites your finger...maul on your best shoes... Whines in the middle of the night.. afraid of your lil sister..Ya, puppies...You can't get enough of them..

Check out her cute ass! Even hotter than mine.. wtf.


Well, I guess that's all about her.. I'm not gonna elaborate further about her.. Because she's MINE!!


p.s Happy Chinese New Year to all chinese... Yes.. specifically to Chinese Only.. & Happy Valentines day to all new, young,old, unstable, stable couples... May you enjoy that day with ur love ones... to those single ones out there.. thank god because you don't need to crack ur head to think what to do on that day, let alone deciding whether you wanna spend Valentines day with hubby bubby, or New Year with family...

Morning Walk

Today, my mum woke me up at 8.00am on a Sunday morning with a very ridiculous reason :

Let's go to Polo Ground!!

Fyi, Polo ground (aka Taman Rekreasi Sultan Abdul Aziz)is a park in Ipoh.. kinda big.. People, young and old, male and female, kids and adult all go there for leisure time or exercise...

I pretended not to hear her, she changed her strategy and called upon my sister who is more persistent to wake me up.. First she said:"

Jie jie, lets go to Polo Ground!! and, and, do cycling..

Then when I said no, she said:

Don't want ah?? Don't want to cycle with ning ning ah? (with a very very disappoint tone, looking down at the floor)

Tell me lah, how to resist?? Even you say no, God forbids you to go back to sleep because your mind keep replaying the disappointed tone " Don't want ah??" So fine, I reluctantly agreed to go...


This is the kind of facial expression when you don't want to do something but forced to do..



So here we arrived in Polo Ground.. Early in the morning, the car park is packed already.... Ooh, I spotted Mat Cool infront of us.. Because of these people, these poor guy have to wake up early to sell Ice Cream.


See... all these people.. No life want.. Early morning come out.. just to mingle with other sweaty people.... Some even bring family!! From great grandfather with wheel chair to small toddlers in strollers... Then, you can see some people full of determination want.. Run few rounds, still want to run, eventhough the whole shirt can squeeze sweat out want. What? Training for Olympics ah? Might as well run with the torch and the Olympic theme song.. got more feel..


& there goes Ning... blending with the sweaty atmosphere...


Wah, got people sell CNY cookies... in the park... How to slim down?? You round few rounds.. you buy her cookies, you eat her cookies, you gain weight, then you come back, & run again.. & buy again.. who knows next time you buy what?? Ice Kacang..


Here's the children-infected playground only that it is not so infected now because it's in the morning.. come again on the evening.. you see the whole playground covered with children top to toe... On the swing, in the slide, ON TOP of the slide... On the monkey bar, around the monkey bar.. here, there and everywhere... here fall down, there fall down.. cry, get up and run again..... see also takut....


Indian uncle selling newspaper... " Eh ah nei, newspaper how much??"

Then in the park, you can see this kind of people.. Dressed in white.... the search for the Holy Grail meh??


Then of course... The Tai-chi gang...

What about ning ning??

Oh Yes. she's still cycling..


This is the platform where mass gathering happens... At night rempits gather here.... in the morning.. like very early ( not now) , Old people gather here to do tai-chi, in the evening, line-dancing, aerobic, you name it... all here...


Oooh.. line dancing ladies....


& when the music start, my mum decided to dance along, because she claims that she wanna lose weight....

There she goes...


Then, she suddenly called me.. and said :

" You see!! My breast is jumping!!!!!!"

Then she start pulling her bra strap here and there..IN PUBLIC.... @_@FML..


Now this, to us.. all these are a piece of junks to us, to our parents, is some money sucking machines... To the children..... these is Terror.. Every little kids, boy, girl, or transgender.. all want to ride it...


& Here is the 1st customer..



Not long, the whole platform is swarmed with potentials mat rempits...


Wah, wah, wah..Fu yoh.....you see this kid.... Terror!!! So small can do stunts already...


I'm still in protest...


& then God decide that its enough for everybody & decide to rain.... So.. there my morning in a nutshell!

P.s My next post is about my new dog.. Yes.... I got a new dog!!

Art of The Balloons.

Today I decided take on another new perspective. I shall attempt to do the Balloon Art. Have you ever heard of Balloon Art??? Making art out of balloon.

Sometimes, you'll see some weird fuck in the middle of the shopping mall, with humongous red shoes like the Mcdonald ones, white powdered face, crossed eyes, red lips, even redder than your mummy's lipstick, how terror is that, colourful bombed hair-wig, hideous beyond reason, freakinglish tall... so tall till you get neck pain if you stared at him too long... Yes, also commonly known as a "Clown" ..

Or sometimes, you'll see some normal guy, sloppily dressed in the middle of the mall ( Adelaide's rundell mall has alot of these people) holding alot of balloons.. and not just any balloons, long tubed balloons, where he twist and turn, while the kids looked amazed at the sight of the stupendous skills and what comes out from the twisting and turning, a small dog-like or a pirate sword balloon.. You may even get a flower-like balloon if he's hitting on you.. That, is called Balloon Art. & today I decided to take on the challenge...


My mum got it for my sister but she didn't know how to use it. All she does is put the balloons in her mouth.. and start chewing.....

Ok. So first, to administrate the art of Balloon, firstly you need is:


A Manual Guide for Noobs... This is the Bible for Balloon Art.


A Pump. You can use your mouth as alternative. I had no choice but the pump because I couldn't blow balloon.. I tried okay, I tried so hard to inflate using my mouth, and all I get is a puffed cheek, breathless while the balloon still, at its original form.


Heaps and heaps of BALLOONS!!!!!


So, let the art begin..


1. Pick your balloon colour. I chose blue.


2. Insert the tip of the balloon on to the nozzle of the pump.


3. Start pumping.. You can even listen to "Pump it" from Black Eye Peas to get the pumping feeling... do whatever you like, make sure you pump till syok.


4. Tie the balloon.. Trust me, if you don't often play with balloons, tying it will be your worst nightmare.



Now you have perfectly long tubed balloon....



Today I shall attempt to make the Dog Balloon.. Actually, it's the easiest... see, difficulty scale only 1...



This balloon decided that it was too fat and quits on me..


See.... not as easy as it looks... The balloon burst in my face... & pumping the balloon isn't easy either.. requires lots of hand stamina.. plus the tying, my poor hands nearly cramped.

So I tried another one, and this time it's orange colour!!!


After twisting and turning, I got the dog's head and ears done..


Now, the dog have legs.....


Jieng! Jieng! Jieng! Shall we name her Megan Fox??




Sexy right??


Now I shall make a partner for her...

Introducing Shia Lebeouf..........


During the making process, I had some technical error with the balloon and thus the outcome of Mr Sperm aka Private 67.



Mission Accomplished...




It's not hard but not easy...Practice makes perfect! If I can, you surely can also ..... All it takes is some foul words, not so much patience, hand stamina and alot of imagination......


& That concludes today's balloon art......


p.s I swear this is my last time pumping and tying balloons. Anyway, I bet Ning will like it..