Saturday, February 14, 2009

love is in the air



... and it's pooping on my head. Courtesy of the lurvely Despair.com.

Yeah, I'm that cranky person who hates Valentine's Day (for obvious reasons). Everyone knows at least 1 cranky party pooper like that, and this year it's gonna be me.

I'd write a snappy snarky post 'bout all the sap in the air, but I'm just too tired. But hey, there's always next year.



But for all y'all who have a reason to be celebrating, Happy V-Day. Really.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

oh the boredom

Oh happy CNY or something like that even though it's like the 10th day already. What? They do say better late then never...

Well, I hope all 4 of you people who read my blog had a happier CNY than I did, 'cos I am insanely bored as I type this. It took me this long to realise that I'm no longer the same Penangkia who was always happy to come home to the land of good food and unlimited seawater just a year ago. Don't get me wrong, home has its perks, i.e. Astro (ohmygod Friends reruns), washing machine, unyucky and cheap food... but that's about all I can think of. Now, more than ever, I just wanna ask all those tourists who're sooooo excited to come to Penang: WTF do you do over here?!

And as if it's not bad enough that I have nothing interesting to do, it seems that Penang weather does not agree with me. Because my face now looks like it got doused with an extra dose of ugly, and most of the time my hair now looks like Courtney Love styled it. When she was high on meth. Or whatever she's usually high on.

Yeah kinda like that. Except I'm not blond and my hair's longer. And and and my Internet connection sucks royally and won't let me chat with other humans. At the moment it is being evil by refusing to download Gossip Girl. DO YOU KNOW HOW DEPRESSING THAT IS?

Just to illustrate how boring my CNY was, the most interesting things that happened to me recently were that there was a crab in my house which escaped from its carrying cage (I dunno what else to call it), and that I discovered the horrors of Lil Wayne's singing (you don't wanna know). I ate the crab later, but that's not the point. The point is that it's so saaaaad that a freakin' crab is the most interesting thing I can come up with... but apparently someone found that story utterly hilarious and kept calling every day to check if any other crustacean prison breaks had occurred (the answer is no).

Sigh. Well at least I'm finally getting out of the house to watch Bride Wars this Friday with a long lost friend. Ooh and I just found another movie I'm totally gonna watch:





"You speak Prada?!"


Best. Line. Ever.


And hello, hot pink Macbook?! I am so jealous zomg I want one so so bad.


Please, please, Jesus Moses Buddha and Allah, give me a reason to take the 6-hour bus ride back to KL.