Magic Box ; LINK If this is durable I’d love it!
The Flip Table ; LINK I love things that have a multitude way of practical use. Yes, I’m a dork.
Takamatsu City, Kagawa ; LINK This is a drain lid, taken from a book by Remo Camerota
Heil Mr. Rodgers! Good luck, you’re gonna need it.
Credits; BBC & Google.
Today I have a story to tell. SS dumped F a few weeks ago for our mutual friend, M. So things have never been the same again for all of us. A little background on the characters; SS is 26, decent, chubby, lower middle class girl with a stable job. F is 30 year old insensitive egocentric businessman. SS and F has been together for 6 years, including 2 breakups. Their recent break up was 2 years ago and since then they were not exactly in a relationship. Enter M, 39 and unemployed. He was introduced by F and they got really close in the 5 months that they knew each other. Our relevant group of friends are also within the 5 months range although Herr J and I knew SS and F for 4 years now.
5 May was F’s birthday. SS spent the night with M telling F she has to work overtime, and her appendix burst the next morning. She got hospitalized and when she was discharged, went back to her hometown to recuperate. Few days later she dumped F and we’re still picking up the pieces and welding over cracks in our groups relationship with each other.
SS said she’s never been happier, she was tired, hanging by a thread with no indication of a future with F. F was devastated, Herr J and I can see that he took SS for granted all these years. M was the dumbest guy I know. He took the opportunity and stole his friend’s girlfriend. Everyone was dumbfounded, everyone could see how wrong it was. At first we told F to let her go, she’s not worth it, but he still wants her. Now that bits and pieces of M’s life (if I can call it that) came up so we’re trying our best to rescue SS from an inevitable heartbreak.
Again, M is 39 and unemployed, and never been married. His main source of income is from his girlfriends, pathetic older women he seduced with promises to marry and dumps when she has no money left. Also tonnes of other terrible stuff (I now know personally a person who sells girls off Batam! M you bastard). SS knows about his past but she insists he changed. I know a lot of things about him since a few months ago (since my PR is impressive and everyone tells everything to me) but I can’t tell her now, she’ll dismiss everything anyone says. One thing I regret most is by forcing Herr J not to tell SS & F about M when we knew the real him a couple of months ago. Now it’s too late and I feel really guilty.
Day by day M gets on my nerve, and it pisses me off that SS has changed into being unbelievably stupid and being defensive of everything. She hasn’t been capable of thinking rationally since the last time we talked. Thing is, M took her at her vulnerability. To me, she deserves better. It was a lot of things, a lot of mess and Herr J and I are caught in the middle. It’ll be too easy just to ignore all three of them. We could give a flying fuck but good friendship, is hard to find. Right now our little group hangs out on our own and rarely picks up the phone when M calls. They can finally open up their eyes and see what a horrible man M really is.
I’ll update this when they break off and SS comes crying back to us. All we can do now is wait and see, and hope for the best.
Image credit; V.sualize.us
This is by Lars Andersson for his FW 2012. I imagine that if people wear it, they’ll have the urgent need to scream and growl.
More; Selectism
02. A song that reminds you of your recent ex.
This one’s kind of hard. I forgot what he likes, and each time a song pops into my head, I’ll quickly remember where it was from and it’s associated with another person in my life.
So I’m going to cheat and post one of my favorite Malay song. Warisan Wanita Terakhir by Teacher’s Pet. I simply love it. I couldn’t find a nice Jewtube video so I uploaded the track.
On Mother’s Day gathering last 2 Sundays, Auntie Rat gave Herr J a big bottle of Rainforest Herbs’s Virgin Coconut Oil. The label was very simple, it can be used for cooking and beauty. Herr J’s been consuming a teaspoon of it everyday. I tasted it and it tasted like, well coconut oil, slick with a little tinge of sweetness at the end. I don’t like it. I prefer pills.
Link; Rainforest Herbs
Ken’s 28th birthday was low key but it was blast! For me at least. I haven’t been this happy since forever. I worried too much but they’re all nice. I ate some and then went over to my comrades table. They called me Taib and sometimes Melanau Likou wtf. We came and ate some BBQ with BS, P, M, SS, TI, then Herr J & I went to my comrades table because M & SS made things awkward(long story). I was going back and forth between the tables but then stayed at my comrades table for good after M kept telling everyone on the table that they’re all JPJs. If I opened my mouth about the whole story, I think M would disappear. And things will be normal again.
Can’t divulge who they are but at last count 17 Ibans, 1 Melanau (me!) & 1 Bidayuh. Almost all are somebody (excluding me, durr). I cheated during the first game, I went to Uncle’s table, but the second & third I have to pay my due. I have to drink Dimple twice because the guy sitting in front of me said he didn’t see. Neat Dimple then Kickapoo. They are all nice and friendly and I get less homesick by talking in my mother tongue with them.
There seemed to be endless supply of drinks. Sometime during the night, a guy went over to a bike and pour beer all over it. It was his bike. So Roy, taking the cue, pissed on it. I mean you’re looking at guys who climbed and stood on newly bought Impreza & Evo 10, and pissed. They say it’s a cleansing ritual, I think they’re just drunk. Seeing them that night, I don’t think I could survive 24hr hangout period.
I was happy. Herr J was happy. He finally found people he couldn’t challenge in drinking. He was happy they’re nice and friendly even when he talks a different language. Hello, K & Ken were always around, doing PR around the guys, of course they’re friendly and satiated, they’re treated like VIPs by peons and bosses alike. We’re making friends at the right places.
Gave Ken a peck on the cheek when we were going back. Told him to call me Taikarche
And no, you don’t need bribes if your basic pay is high enough. Do not assume.
TrampyThursday postponed for a no surprise King Kenny sacking. I can’t say I’m very surprised. Kenny went to the Boston meeting and obviously it didn’t go very well. Most owners don’t give a fuck about time and turnaround rates, they just want cups, titles and prize money. I’m not blaming them, they’re all capitalist, they had given Kenny free reign last year so they think it’s enough. I’m one of the people who can’t wait.
Football is getting heartless these days. Rumored favorite is Roberto Martinez, Wigan’s manager. I know I can’t have Houlier but can I have like Hyppia? We’re still in this legend > manager trend, right? Truth be told I’ve never actually saw a match managed by Hyppia.
Herr J, a decades long Kopite, only had 3 words to say “Good Luck, Liverpool”
Image credit; Google & as watermarked.
生日快乐 Ken! Bosses and other bosses will be at the new place tonight. And then there’s Herr J & me, not even a highroller, just someone the staff likes around the place. They will be celebrating in an empty shoplot below one of their trading spots. Which I love because it’s way comfier there and it seems exclusive without all the smelly folks and drinking there is more relaxing especially because of the dearth of judgmental stare. You can gamble but I can’t drink? What kind of logic is that.
Thing is, the guest list scared me shitless. I probably just eat a lot, drink a baby Tiger, and stay quietly in a corner. Some Soviet Sarawak comrades will be there. Probably without cuffs and neckties and since they’re just there to celebrate a friend’s birthday, it’ll be just them and their guns. So like I’m safe from the fuzz but unsafe in terms of drunk men with guns.
I wanted to see a guy they nicknamed Chan Ho Nam, but he has less fingers that anyone I know. I also wanted to see the handsome young boss again, mang he looks Japanese-y! I don’t want to see the son of the immediate boss because I’m scared of him since he scolded his staff like tiaued kaw kaw last week, Idky it’s not like he was scolding me, but it’ll be awkward. He sold his $900+ cue to me for a $100 in great condition except for some minor scratches that doesn’t make us BFFs.
I hope my Sarawak layer cake will appease them lords. I’m probably thinking too much. They’re just successful businessmen with tendencies to literally shoot people IF you did them MAJOR wrong.
I’m currently in the midst of something with someone they don’t like. Maybe that’s why I’m invited. They’re just waiting for the guy to slip up. It was almost chaos, an energy draining week. Between friends whom Herr J and I knew for years, and a gigolo who’s days are numbered. LOL. Long story, maybe next month, or never. It’s quite dramatic, like a Korean drama but with a dash of mystic and Lulz.
I should stop. I haven’t had a coherent thought since last week.
Image credit; Google.
1; A song from your childhood.
Enter Sandman by Metallica. It’s easy to sing along to for a little girl like me. Embedded is a cover by The Mini Band.
I wanted to rant but I think I’ll wait for a sunny day to ruin everyone’s day. I’m thoughtful like that. So I’m going to post Jewtube on Mondays and call it MelodicMonday. Surprisingly creative eh, I amaze myself sometimes, the way I think out of the box. I should stop now.
Here’s a bonus; Kashmir - Led Zep cover
OMG How glorious! Terminator Skrtel looks major hot in the new Warrior Sports (WHAT) sponsored kit. The kit wasn’t as ugly as the rumored one floating around last week but still…
Well, I guess it will grow on me. You’ll never walk alone even wearing that, Skrtel my lover.
I wish I can reblog this a thousand time because I just loved the picture.
Martin Skrtel models the new LFC kit. Pre-order now at http://store.liverpoolfc.tv/
#PrayforAldaTan
I was browsing through my twitter timeline a few weeks ago when this hashtag caught my eye. If I remember correctly, somebody asked LFC to RT it. The name was kind of familiar so I clicked on it. I don’t know him personally, but I guessed he’s big in the music industry. Looking through the trending tweets I remembered that I got to know him during my Jamtank years. And he is big in the music industry. He’s only 29, with so much ahead of him. His medical bills are mounting and he most probably needs more for physiotherapy and all kinds of other things when he wakes up. I may not afford to donate a lot but I can help a little by going to an event this Sunday. There will be booths selling stuff, and LOTS AND LOTS of local bands and musicians performing.
Event: Come Together – in aid of Alda Evan Tan
Date : 13 May 2012 (Sunday)
Time : 12pm till late
Venues : Black Box, The Stage & The Bee @ Publika
Links;
Facebook for more details on his condition and how to donate/help.
Nuffnang for more information for his fundraising event (starts at 11am till late)
