He called me Genius. I said don’t do that. He asked why. I replied that I am not comfortable with it. He made a sad face. I called him a cry baby. He made more sad faces. He said I’m CruPer and he’d be calling me that from now on. I asked him what that meant. He replied, cruelty personified. I felt a lot better :D
Sometime in March, my mom went to Australia for an after-retirement holiday and also to visit her sister, my auntie who is living there.
She bought a few large packets of macadamia nuts which we love, and gave one packet to me when she returned a month later.
From April till September, I polished off only a quarter of the packet.
Last week, my mom saw the remaining nuts which I’d stored in a nice little jar.
Mom: You don’t want to eat, give me lah!
Me: Iyerr… why you buruk siku one…
Mom: Hah! Unfilial daughter!
A few days later, I gave her the jar of nuts.
Me: Nah, give you la… macadamia nuts anytime also can buy, but I got only one mother…
Two days later, the jar was empty.
A bit regretting my ‘filialness’ moment now…
I watched Endgame (the play Lainie, the play), the ‘review’ is at moNSTerblog.
For many reasons, I am very self-conscious when writing such ‘reviews’. I am not a professional critic, and there’s a part of me that is always afraid that someone might blow my cover and berate me soundly for misspelling a name or twist a fact or something. I am always worried like that, mostly because I feel like a fraud myself.
That was why I was glad to have Lainie to chat with yesterday when I wrote the post. When it comes to plays and musicals and having to write a lot more (and better) than just ‘go watch it, kthxbai’, my writer’s block is just a block, full stop. Whenever I hit a dead end (which seemed like most of the time) I would kacau Lainie for inspiration.
lainie : copy and paste the synopsis should be quite a few words already
lainie: synopsis? sysnopsis?
suanie: jalan cerita
lainie: never actually know how to spell or even pronounce that word.
suanie: i cant spell exxageerratte
suanie: something liddat hahaha i have NO idea
lainie: exaggerate feels righter.
suanie: ciggarette… took me 2 yrs to spell that properly
suanie: stupid letters
suanie: spaghetti… took me one comment from an anal commentor for me to get it right
lainie: it’s spelled that way ka?
suanie: if not i would have spelled it spagetthi
lainie: i’ve been spelling it cigarrete for ages.
lainie: but i tend to say ciggie.
suanie: holy crap
suanie: u are right
suanie: my god
suanie: i cant even spell cigarrette
suanie: however that’s spelt
Half Man Half Biscuit: Heyyyyyy did you see the news about those two ships that collided?
Suanie: No…. what happened?
Half Man Half Biscuit: Well, one was carrying red paint…
Half Man Half Biscuit: The other blue…
Half Man Half Biscuit: Apparently the survivors were marooned…
Being someone who is wrapped up in her own little (great) world, I didn’t google for more information. Unlike some of my friends…. :P
Just went through my Friendster for a bit, found out that one of my primary schoolmates got hitched. Others are in new relationships. And how their faces have changed. I could hardly recognise some of the girls. I have known these girls my whole life, starting from kindergarten to primary and secondary school. I’ve been through dark blue to light blue pinafores with them, curly pigtails and short hair, playing ‘SNAP’ to listening to Michael Learns to Rock and assorted 90s boybands. Okay this is a bit sick, but I had the fleeting thoughts of, “now they are having sex” [insert various imagination], then “would they or would they not wait till marriage to have sex” to “I wonder what birth control methods they use…”
It is something like knowing your younger siblings getting some, or your parents still at it. While I do know how babies are made, it’s still a freakish thing, you know? Sometimes knowledge isn’t king.
Other news: I got this e-mail the other day:
I have a predicament and am hoping that perhaps u or your pals may be able to help me out.
I have 2 GREASE the Musical Tickets for 21 May 2006 @RM200 ea. I can’t go and wish to sell them off at RM350 for both tickets.
Please contact me before 12 May 2006 as I would be out of the country. Thanks.
Regards from your happy perky information helpdesk,
A MSN conversation with Fireangel. Just felt like posting this, this post has no purpose or value whatsoever, go make your own assumptions.
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Suanie: 31… I don’t know.
Fireangel: 31! Fuck! Well if 31 and pregnant then good news lah. So old already better get pregnant now.
Suanie: 31 is not old.. Why you thinking so kolot one kekekkekee So you think you must be married by 28 ka? cis…. like [identity withheld], end up not happy by own choice.
Fireangel: No lah. Doctors say first child should be about 30s mah. Safer. Less risk and complications.
Suanie: Seeing as how I don’t plan to have my own kids, it doens’t bother me :P
Fireangel: I would actually start to REALLY worry if I am still single by the time I am 30
Fireangel: You don’t? But the loneliness will :P
Suanie: I don’t know lol.
Fireangel: A kid is just a product of a paper contract. By-product. Like industrial waste hahaha. I think you cannot run from that :P
Suanie: Huh… LOL no… I’d thought about this for a couple years now. I don’t like kids. I don’t want my own kids.
Fireangel: What about the whole continuing your line of existance?
Suanie: Not important to me. It’s a stupid thing. If you want kids you can always adopt.
Fireangel: LOL true. We have too many kids on earth is it? Why don’t you want kids?
Suanie: Don’t know… I never thought of having my own kids before. Not even when I was growing up.
Fireangel: Hehehehe actually I can’t even imagine me giving birth or taking care of one. Can’t even take care of myself. I don’t even see myself ever getting married. Which is quite a scary thought also.
Fireangel: Do you? Can you? Some people can imagine it and everything right down to the very last confetti.
Suanie: Marriage is fine. I plan to just sign the paper lmao. The theory is fine la. But I guess I have lots of hurdles to overcome before even going that far. Commitment phobia bla bla bla bleah. Everyone will go through that I guess.
Fireangel: I’m not scared of the commitment part. I’m scared that the other party cannot live up to it. Since you know… how all men are bastard animals.
Suanie: Well, move to a small town LMAO… KL is fucked up.