how to create a grumpy bitch

some idiot rang my phone at 3.45am this morning.
fucker..
you think just cause it's supposedly a public holiday today that i don't have to work is it?
well just to let you know i am here sitting at my desk having to work half the day.

so i really don't appreciate the fact that i don't know who the fuck you are and having you disturb my sleep at 3.45 in the morning just to ask me some personal questions about my love life.

yes the idiot actually asked the following:

are you sleeping at the moment?
(well what do you think you big fat prick? it's nearly 4am)
is anyone sharing your bed with you?
(omfg! what do you think?)

sadly my ability to swear when i'm half asleep is reduced to zero.
so unable to form even half a proper answer i asked him:
who are you?

to which i go the answer omar. from taylors you know me thru jason.
er.. who? i don't know you and i definitely don't know a jason from taylors.
whatever

i just hung up on this pointless call.
5 minutes of my sleep wasted. just like that
no wonder i'm a grumpy bitch today

i suppose this is just a warning to any smart alecs who decide to call me in the morning disturbing my beauty sleep when it's not an emergency
i'll only have 2 words for you : fuck off.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAR!

the surprise birthday party for the bear went well. i won't say that it went smoothly because i nearly ripped most of may hair out from the stress.

this part of my life i will call "cari hal". stress myself by planning and plotting a surprise birthday for the past one month when i could have just planned a simple dinner. i-so-the-smart.

in the end. (and only the end - not before) everything sorta fell into place. i had a happy bear on my hands. but a very tired- stressed out me.

i will put the pictures up soon. they're just so many, i'm just taking my time sorting them out.
work is not that exciting but it's still quiet tiring.

xx

What Do I Want??

i keep getting asked this question everytime i get older

what do i want??

honestly, there are so many damned things that i want..
but firstly, i need to replace all the stolen items (laptop, camera, wallet, my very nice LV bag)
therefore i need to save my already bankrupt-ass from getting bankrupter!

yes i could get a part time job but there is one thing in my way
back-to-back assignments every single week
and all that i have at the moment, if it's not used up to paying my rent, feeding me (food or alcohol wise) is going into starting my own business, which i have to admit is close to a complete stand still at the moment what with the lack of funds


there is a good long list of what i would like:

this includes a new digital camera to record all my god damn memories..
coz as i get older, i'm getting more forgetful so let me have a few pictures to remember those good times

i would also like (and this is in no particular order)
new ksubis
white koi ed hardy cap
and new shoes.. my so called new ones, which i bought 2 months ago have been over-used and over-worn

so tell you guys what, don't give me anything except a big huge money filled hong-bao
saves you all that hassle of having to think of what to get me
that way some of that money that you are kindly donating (i'm not being sacarstic ok!) is going back into your stomachs in some form of alcohol as a show of appreciation

i feel as if i'm begging here.. well i suppose technically i am..
HUGE LONG *sigh* the sorrows of poverty

and in case anyone is wondering,
no, i can't keep mooching of my boyfriend
the poor guy although he seems to put up with it, ain't exactly happy

he's definitely got no sugar daddy potential..

URGH!! GRR....

i was trying to be smart
yes me.. a computer illiterate
trying to mess around with my blog layout

and i compeletely sutffed it up
i am so god damn stupid
i can't help it
i said before i'm illiterate..

the pics are now all gone..
slide.com is being a bitch
the website didn't save my pics
oh my f#@* god i can scream

crazy crack-ho-junkie rampage

CRAP!


when it rains.. IT POURS!

i hate this..

can't deal with this..

don't ask any questions..

somebody just shoot me..

i hate meself.. i hate meself..
i'm going to breakdown soon...

i have no idea which is worse..

telling my mum this or that i'm a crack-junkie
yea.. i think i might actually get away with being a crack-ho-junkie more actually..

ok let's go with that one..

ok not feeling so lucky now.. why??

I LOST MY SWAROVSKI BRACELET!

darn.. so much sentimental value in that one...


feeling a lil sad about it now. i really don't have very much luck in swarovski jewellery do i??
it's the third piece i own and all it's predecessors have something wrong with them..

phone chain : K.O by the jewellerer when i sent a crystal to be replaced
earing : missing one side

and now this.. sigh..