This update is supposed to be for all those delicious junkcrap I, and many other Malaysians growing up in the 90's, used to devour.

I don't have the pictures of the delectable OMNOMS and as soon as I get them, I shall post. Until then... I'll be dreaming of choki-choki, asam disks, nano-nano, apollo wafers, etcetera.

I hope they still sell it because 'm going to buy some, take a few picture, blog about it... and hastily make the OMNOMNOMNOM commence.

Them oompaloompas be skarreh...

Random Sha facts day!

- I need a new printer because my current one prints oompa-loompas.

- Am involved in authory things and they are All's Fair, Obsidion, Sk8!, You, and 3 blogs.

- Can be very easily amused, that's usually when I make up random words under the guise of poetic licence and literary geniusness.

- Would like to meet others who share my musical taste but when I do, it's always a power struggle of who knows more bands...

- Don't find people who don't read, or "hate" books, amusing.

That would be all for today.

Random Things I love:

#3: Procrastinating. There aren't enough words to expand on this. I wish I had a bigger vocabulary.

Zurs chucked me this...

And I'm bored so I'll do it.

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Objective: Are you mean and sarcastic? Have you ever answered people ‘meanly’ and sarcastically? If yes, show us how mean and sarcastic you are! If no, then you should try at least once in your life with this note.

Rule: Respond to these as sarcastic/mean as you could.

(YR stands for Your Response.)

If an annoying person says:

1) I am cute

YR: Are we practicing your shrink's self appraisal things again?

2) I am the most beautiful/handsome person

YR: That's what quasimodo said... :|

3) See, everyone likes me because I am rich and famous!

YR: Yes, that's exactly it. Now hand me a tenner and stand over there where people can see that I'm with you. "OMG! *name of person* IS SPEAKING TO ME!! SQUEEEEEEE"

4) Unlike you, I am perfectly multi-skilled. I do everything very well from sports to academic thingy…

YR: Unlike you, i've had sex.

5) You don’t know me? I am Bruneian artist; I have albums.

YR: Oh? I don't like Bruneian artists that have albums.

If an annoying pretty woman/handsome man says:

1) Look, I don't think this is working out

YR: No, because it this was working out i'd be lifting weights.

2) What are you looking at? I am not interested in you!

YR: S-sorry? You have a huge zit that's threatening to eat my soul.

3) Sorry, you are nice but seriously not my type!

YR: Oh, crap. I was hoping to pass off as a serial killer. *sighhh*

4) UNLESS you are rich, then don’t dream that I will get a ride with you!

YR: Umm... I asked cos you looked like shit and needed to get home ASAP. Chin up! Thing's get better. :)))))))))

5) Look, I am pretty/handsome; I can make people hate you!

YR: I think it's just cos you're just so glimmering with self loathing! :)))))))

If an annoying extremely ugly woman/man says:

1) I think you and I can make a good couple.

YR: I think you and I need to stay in alphabetical order.

2) May I have your cell phone number? Please please please?

YR: 9-1-1, ask them for The Extreme Makeover Division.

3) Hi, wanna hang out? I want you to be with me the whole night…

YR: Im sorry... I don't hang very well.

4) What do you like about me?

YR: I don't know you, and that, I think, is your best feature.

5) I want you to say that I am pretty/handsome and you like me sooooo much!

YR: You're pretty/handsome and you like you sooooooo much.

If your enemy says:

1) Hi bitch!

YR: Yo-ho-ho.

2) You smell like shit!

YR: and you smell like roses.

3) I know you hate me because I am much better than you!

YR: Did you have to practice that? You were sorta lagging at the h-h-h-a-a-a-t-e-e-e-m-m-m-e-e-e-e bit.

4) What an ugly creature you are!

YR: whoa... you should really stop saying that to your compact.

5) I am going to kick your ass in this race for sure!

YR: You'd get confused and kick your own face. o_O

If your annoying ex says:

1) I still love you...

YR: 42

2) I know you still love me!

YR: Would you like fries with that?

3) Please, go back with me honey/hubby…

YR: Spekinze deutch?

4) Please call me...

YR: Call you what?

5) The break up hurt me so much…

YR: Oh, wow. You're a massochist now?

If an annoying salesperson says:

1) Wow! You are so pretty/handsome!

YR: And you've got really bad acne.

2) Seriously, I used this product and I've Changed!

YR: For the worst, I see...

3) We are giving a discount up to 50%!

YR: Your product is THAT bad?

4) This one is good sir/madam. Buy sir/madam, buy…

YR: Madam? You been to one of my hookers?

5) That product is not good; it makes you gain weight...

YR: I see you've tried it...

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Okay no I'm not that witty. hahahhaaha... fark orff...

Meh...

The social calendar was supposed to shut already.

damn you ridiculously large social circle. daaaaamn youuuuuu....

I one day will make a silly little venn diagram for the social circles...

Because I am THAT BORED.

Yes, I be sedey.

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I need an idea bouncing session. BADLY.

On a muuuuuch happier note...

I met up with Sel and Ninatoods!

We sang the messed up version of the Sri Cempaka song proudly... hahaha...

Most troublesome batch indeed.

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Actually, I started writing this at 1:35AM then I went to sleep and woke up at 11:30AM. It is now 12:02PM...

Life gave me lemons, I hope the lemonade I made tastes good.

I want:

- A super powerful desktop or a MAC running on parallels because Autocad 3d is running terribly slow on my laptop. I'm bashing my head on the keypad... In my mind.

- A treadmill... because I don't like how my tush aches after going on the exercise bike. DEATH TO IT! No, really, I hope the damn thing breaks so the parental units would be forced to buy a treadmill.

I have to finish up 4 draft plates TODAY so I best get a move on. I have to make 10 pieces of random house decoratie things and plot it for Friday's class. At least I've done my furnitures and some 'rmat'ing. Also wik, I was gonna give yo ua snapshot but autocad was pissing me off so no snapshot for you. pah!

Update:

Well, g'damnit. I left me trousersT-square and bazooka in Wil's car. That means I shall go to class without 4 plates and it would be mortifying.

RANDOM PIC 'O' TH'DAY

see more Lolcats and funny pictures

Leeturt and Momcat, Momocat missing.

Perpetually bored?

WORTH A LOOK

A tribute full of shorts.

I'm doing autocad now because I cannot be bothered to spend my Saturday in the library doing construction studies draftwork. Also, I haven't yet showered and tonight, after bukapo'sa I have to mosey on to Kajang for Nanur's birthday makan thing.

Autocad is being tardy. I want a desktop... A super powerful desktop.

I'm hungry.

Because I have decided to put a delightful stuffed doll of the Pilsbury Dough Boy into my 3D house for my 3D CAD class for my imaginary 3D people to poke repeatedly, I had to find pictures. Which had me stumbling along the paragraphs below.

I shall continue talking after you read it...

Enjoy.

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Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart. The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

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Did you laugh?

I chuckled, deep inside.

Met up with Jeevs for a coffee and ended up talking for 5 hours.

Tis a good catch up.

Also wik, my social calendar is closed for term finals.

I will only entertain you if I adore you enough.

Chances are, I do.

PHWOAAAAARRRRRRRR...

(@ Blackrope.blogspot)

I want to earn monies so I can buy stuff I want.

That whole sentence is ribbed with Fe-ies

(eheh... chemistry reference, I'm so easily amused)

Get jahbs, have monies, have monies no time.

Ah, life. You suck.

Was nice seeing mark after soooooooooooooo looooooooooooong.

And Rolly too.

Promised to keep in better touch with Rolly, figuratively.

Crick in my neck still there from 2 nights ago.

4.1 is being okay so far.

Time to brainstorm for Jason's finals.

Two of them.

Retaking PD2, will have to speak with Bala le doucheballsacks extraordinaire, yes that's his full name, and Joseph.

I want too many things.

Hello, sunshine! Go, GO, GO!

Add-on-dem:

I have me a new room project :D

Posterised ridiculously large map of the world (width of between 1.5M to 2M for maximum %^&*()^& !!!) sammiched between two pieces of perspex so that I can mark the places I have gone to.

First, I have to find a big honking piece of map.

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In that respect, Malaysia sucks.