Million Dollar Mutton

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mutton

if I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?

wit is educated insolence

show me a sane man and I will cure him for you

don’t be so humble - you are not that great

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If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start the day by tying a little noose around your neck?	Tuesday, June 30, 2009, 11:50 AM 'I Love You, Man' was the shit! Grinch and I were laughing our asses off, yet this is but the only movie we'd watch that we had laughed so hard and so much. I cried, for balls' sake. And the partner was covering his mouth. What the hell. How could you enjoy laughing if you covered your mouth? How? Just laugh it out, you banana. LAUGHS Fried Fish Soup was the current best dish for the season, and the best that I could find, was at Vivo's Banquet. It was just right. Everything was. And I don't care if I choked on the Chilli Padi for awhile last afternoon. And so what if my tongue was cracking from the sour candies, and my legs and knees were hurting from all that walking. It was a good day. Really. smiles My toe's hurting, and it's really annoying me. HMPH. Appointment's today, and thanks to Grinch for wanting to accompany me later. And suddenly, I have these hideous breakouts. Am I getting a disease or anything? Why is everything popping out from my face in just a month? Am I dying? Have something touched my face? I'm getting really bored doing nothing, and school's giving me a headache with all the ruckus going on. So right now, I have absolutely nothing to do. Getting a job is hard, I'm nearly giving up. Hmmmm. I'm bored. sighs P.S: Life's pretty much mundane without you. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Monday, June 29, 2009, 11:13 AM "OO MAK KAU!" LAUGHS The classic and finest comeback from a person who has sensitive reflexes and ticklish pits. God, I love it every single time I do it. I bet Teaser is digging my grave for me, right now. But who cares. makes face Go on, call me fat then. One more time I see your brutal sodomising attempt on my poor ol' Barney, I'll make your life miserable. sticks tongue out HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Lunch, movie and perhaps dinner later with a date. Looks like I had to ditch the 'Starbucks' clears throat get-up. I'm wearing white today. winks And yes, Fried Fish Soup, here we come. Anyway, can't say much about the weekends. Yes, it's finally over and for the second year the team is having their second last laugh. People are acting funny, jeerings seemed like music, but yeah. So what. Last night, I slept with a smile on my face. SMILES Just like he told me I would. Thanks, Dear. hugs Alright, I be off now. See you guys around. Be good. P.S: I cannot tashan already. I HOPE YOU'LL MAKE A SURPRISE VISIT. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Sunday, June 28, 2009, 7:05 AM Mutton's Maladroit: The Birth of Butt Talk (Part XXI) [MICHAEL JACKSON IS DEAD] Note: This post is done from research and loads of experience. Do not attempt to copy. This is just for entertainment. Yah, so? You people like macam paham only want to miss him lah what shit. Padahal you people neh think of him when he was still alive. Neh dream of him, neh really appreciate his music. And you tell him to rest in peace. He died as a Muslim, dol. It's supposed to be "Inna lillah" bongok. You missed his songs, you tell me? Since when he got make new songs? All old songs what. You missed his songs, you can still go download at Youtube or Imeem or iTunes right? The bloody fella probably wrapped up in kain kapan already, but you can still hear him what. Stupid or what you all. You think you like him so much ah. You got do anything to defend him when he kena allegedly sexually assaulted that stupid boy? No? Anyway, I think that boy's parents want money lah that's why when MJ kasi the bling they all shut up. This kind of people also have one. So stop it with all this MJ thing lah, please. So what if he's popular? He got give you money one meh? Got feed your family ah? No, right? Still want to bluff yourself. Atleast if you got contribute something to his death ah, or when he was alive or what, you can thank him lah and ask him go heaven or something. Maybe you were the one who paid his plastic surgery. Or the Doctor who fed-up already always have to change his nose size until now like that. Sedih betul. So don't need make a big fuss out of this lah. Die already what, want to do what? Use your blain. And don't be hypocrite lah. Why you want to miss him? He never miss you what. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Saturday, June 27, 2009, 11:30 AM HELL. I had the most god-damned two days of serious boredom which literally killed me slowly. I have never felt this way for a very very long time, and when situation has called for, like financial shortage for example, staying indoors felt like a tormenting ordeal. It was hell. screams And today, I get to breathe easy. The weekends are finally here and it means I get to make adrenaline pumping in me again watching the Semi-s later at Bedok Sports Hall. Atleast it should make me forget about the nagging pain in my bloody toe for awhile. Hmm. Plus, something about Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen. Critics say it sucked. One out of 5 popcorns? Man, it's like watching a crippling nenek trying to walk. And the only thing good about them if I asked the guys was Megan Fox. Yeah, she's hot. But it's just her, not the robots. And that's it, so girls, don't even dare ask them boys about it. They're not credible enough. rolls eyes If there was anything which casts Zac Efron, I'd watch it. Who cares the storyline's too draggy, or too predictable. IT'S ZAC EFRON DAMMIT. It's the same thing with Megan Fox. Things look good because she's in it. I want to watch something good this Monday. All the better if SOMEONE is paying for the tickets. And I get to eat the Fried Fish Soup over at Vivo's Banquet which Grinch and I are totally obsessed about. wags brows I hope the aunties have something nice to eat later. I'm starving already. And just hope Shazaay and the kids won't come running up to me, begging to tell who's this virtually famous 'Beyonce'. I'm tired of having to keep away in hiding. LEAVE ME ALONE. Go ask the man who's in love with her himself if you wish to know. scrunched up face Bet you will NEVER know. winks P.S: You promised. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Friday, June 26, 2009, 2:26 PM Just got back from making a police report after reading the next mayhem-hoo-haa about my freaking school on The Straits Times yesterday. And damn it, I hate the delay. I had to wait for 30 minutes before being called to the front desk. And it took 2 hours for that rude disbelieving Chinese sergeant to type out 4 short paragraphs to complete my overall complaint before asking me to sign 8 pages of shit. Idiot was taking his own sodding time attending to other complaints, and came up with just 4 pathetic sections? I woke up at 8.30am dammit, and that's the best you could do!? The whole bloody procedure finally ended at 12.15pm. And right now, I'm pretty much cranky because I am missing some sleep, and I have yet to make a report to CASE to demand a refund from the stupid school. I am so dead-ishly sick. And I have a nagging headache. And a sore toe. Shit, got to make that call to SSC for an appointment fast. sighs Another stay at home for the day. Me: I'm so bored, I feel like doing something crazy. Grinch: Like what? Me: Drawing on the walls and breaking glasses. And I got the classic "WHAAAAT!!?" reaction. Guess I'll be burning the player with DVDs again. Looking forward to tomorrow actually. When is that coming? counts hours on the clock ARGH. Neeeeed sleeeeeeep. P.S: I miss you. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Thursday, June 25, 2009, 1:51 PM What is wrong with all the people now? Is it some kind of a mental joke that almost everyone now is whispering around, being so secretive, casting hatred in silence, sometimes showing it? The hell. folds arms And sometimes, people force us to hate other people, just because they hate them. smacks forehead I don't know what is your damned problem, but if you hate some people, you don't have to pull me or the others to hate them just because you bloody do. If you have issues with them, then it's your sodding dilemma, not mine. Just because you got cheated, lied or backstabbed, then so what? Everyone's doing it, the world revolves around it, you can't escape from it. If you would wish to NOT be like any of them, then go be one. Nobody's stopping you. rolls eyes What is with "I don't friend them, you cannot friend them also"? It's bullshit. You feel miserable for being stepped on the head, but my head's doing pretty much okay, so you can just evaporate to squander in self-pity yourself. On another note, just woke up from my after-jog nap, and now I'm bored. I'm done fishing DVDs and watching them with Grinch for two days already, I don't have nothing else to watch. Money's running out, so I have to stay indoors, and probably text the same person over and over again. I'M BORED. Hmmm. Me: Kau rasa siapa menang nie game? Syaheed ke John? Nad "O": Ridhwan. Me: Aku tanye Syaheed ke John, Ridhwan pulak keluar. Dari mana Ridhwan datang siol. LAUGHS And I was blamed because I spoke with a cushion covering my face. -_________-" I think I sprained my pinkie toe or something, it's being annoying for the past 3 days already. Hope there ain't no cracks or anything, but if the pain insists, I'd better go have it checked. And, did I tell you I was bored? P.S: "I love you lah. Very very much." Bestnya. Bestnya. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Wednesday, June 24, 2009, 12:42 PM That 3 second instant upon the fall of dusk made my night. smiles Someone fullfilled a promise. I could still remember it vividly, and I am still wearing that upward curve across my face. I'd think it must have been the 4 packets of Twisties and the dollar-seventy Cheese Fries I had. Or maybe Gentle Giant's Honeydew Ice Blended. IF YOU COULD STILL REMEMBER. winks Anyway, Pernicious and Stranger have started giving me fishy sniggering looks, I felt like slapping their faces blue. So what if they knew, they didn't have to make it bloody obvious. rolls eyes Asses. LAUGHS Sitting outside with Warden was torturous. Man can't seem to sit still, first he'll be swinging in his chair, then eating, and then fixing the faulty vending machine, getting a smoke, and the next I'll see him feeding some damned birds. Which, most of the time, I'll be left to entertain myself. But it doesn't end there, yet. One tattooed man and Amy were making annoying passing looks at me. And it got really uncomfortable when the Sepak Takraw boys started swarming in like flies and cat-whistling, then I decided I should get off from my chair, running into the gym for sanctuary. Not forgetting Shazaay being a pain in my white ass with her pathetic begging. How many times do I have to say? NO. And the usual kids are really annoying me about 'Beyonce' when she's just right there. Guess they're blinded. Bahaha. On another note, it seemed like yesterday, a couple of the kids were having verbal malfunction or something. Tagboard ....has become.... "Tack Bock" - courtesy from Shazaay Kak Bit, you look so tempting lah. ....which was actually.... Eh, I meant the Twisties. Haha. - from SpideyBaby And the usual 'nose' and 'hose' thing. THAT will always be the biggest joke, for now. Thanks to Gentle Giant. LAUGHS And till now, hell knows the meaning of 'bite the worms out of your ass' thing. Worms out of your ass? Hmm. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Anyhoo, Grinch is coming over later for another movie marathon after purchasing his new baby with Teaser. Guess I'll be stuck at home for the day today. Nad"O"'s coming over tomorrow morning for a jog because I asked her to. For the company. giggles I feel fat already, my thighs look like they're pregnant or something, and I just feel fat. Fat like..........fat. Eww. Very fat. Soooooo fat, I feel obese. I'lll be off now. Behave. Au revoir. P.S: smiles* I can't say no more.* the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Tuesday, June 23, 2009, 12:48 PM 6 movies back to back. Meet The Spartans, 1408, Apocalypto, Alone, Dead Silence and Night At The Museum 2 respectively. And it left me hungry when I was sent home at 12.20am this morning. It was crazy, and I slept like a log the moment I'd washed up and cleaned. Well actually, it was right after I had filled my tummy with Maggi. chuckles I had a dream last night. Serious shit. It must have been the result of too much movies. Anyway, Daddy's got 3 new DVDs, and I'm itching for another maddening marathon. This time, better make sure there's alot of good food and snacks. And damned good stereos. It's not everyday I get to do this. winks And right now, I'm craving for ice-cream. Good bye and good luck. Au revoir. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Monday, June 22, 2009, 11:38 AM folds arms This year's Nationals is really abhorrent. Judges misjudged, and supporters have turned into wild hooligans. Makciks and pakciks have gone ganyut screaming cussings and showing hand gestures out of unsatisfaction. Hmm. And all the while I was pretending to be invisible, sitting behind the yellow barricades and minding my own damned business. If I got lucky, I could see cups and water bottles being throwed into the arena by angry protagonists. shrugs It was crazy. The sun was burning everyone, and I had to shower twice. Nevermind the walk back to and fro from SCOE to the Sports Hall, I had to borrow an umbrella eventhough it was just a roadcross away. The heat was just so unbearable. 30 finalists for my team and everything will commence next weekends before concluding to a wrap. Let's see who will have the last laugh, again. Just hoped to get everything done and over with. I hate waiting. Ohh, my burden's lifted so anybody can date me this week. LAUGHS Movie marathon with Grinch today. Plus loads of gluttoning. Hope the weather will be nice to me. P.S: Where's my Hazel Eyes? I know you're watching my every move. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Sunday, June 21, 2009, 7:05 AM Mutton's Maladroit: The Birth of Butt Talk (Part XX) [CONFESSIONS OF A CHEATED STUDENT] Note: This post is done from research and loads of experience. Do not attempt to copy. This is just for entertainment. (click to enlarge) LU STANDBY JER SEKOLAH KENA BAKAR SAMPAI HANGUS. P.S: I can't seem to look away. You caught me. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Saturday, June 20, 2009, 7:10 AM I am seriously traumatised. How many times have I complained, anyway? How many times do I have to have an abrupt awakening, sensing something creeping on my skin? How many times have I disrupted my sleep because of it? I DESERVE SOME PITY. And last night, a sodding cockroach crawled on my bloody arm while I was asleep. Can you tell how emotionally scarred I am right now after the whole ordeal last night? The fact that I needed a good rest for today just went poofnuts. ARGH. It is terribly depressing to wake up with jolts several times in one night, brushing my arms furiously, just in case there was another freaking crawler on my damned skin. Oh nuts, if this goes on, I might have to change my address at the institute in Hougang. And I had to make it with just 4 to 5 hours. Plus the hour bus ride later, and a power nap presumably before my game today. I am going to be so sick, trust me. (That someone better don't laugh) Hmph. Just look at the freaking time. I am NEVER a morning person, and NEVER shall be. This stupid cockroach incidence is really driving me bonkers, and it has happened......uh twice already. The first one has left me with a phobia, and now it's left me in an emotionally unbalanced state, ON A COMPETITION DAY. How nice, probably just something I need to get my adrenaline rush. Thanks, creeper. Ass. I'll make sure I'll get you and you stupid stupid clan for it. Anyway, to those who are competing, GOOD LUCK. On a random note, I want to get a hair cut. giggles EHEM EHEM. P.S: Be there, with me. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Friday, June 19, 2009, 8:18 AM Another one. Those hazel hazel eyes I see Seemed to sparkle like diamonds, like stars Spangled across the spread of the night sky Tell me, just why Couldn't I, decide For this heart stops at the slightest glimpse of who The air I breathe then suddenly turned so familiar with scent Of you, you. I catch myself tripping Dripping with blush, and I ended up having nights Dreaming of but always you Is this some kind of joke that God sent me Because truly how I feel right now Seemed like He just gave a gift to see Am I supposed to be a much well blessed dame The fact you came for me? - Million Dollar Mutton @ 7.58am Friday, 19 June '09 I have been pretty much evil for 3 days. God knows why. Guess I'm having my moments of 'split personalities' or something. My bowels are moving irregularly because I have weird intakes at different points of the day due to practices. Sigh. The Nationals are really heading up fast, tomorrow and the day after. Just feel like getting this over and done with, I have had it with waiting, and let's just hope everything else goes smoothly like a baby's butt. NEXT. Alex! Give me a call if you are coming, okay. Hope to really see you there. hugs I miss you. Shoulders ain't doing any better, and my lower back is killing me. Argh. Last night's massage isn't showing any difference, how I wished I could just wear a damned sling and withdraw from the competitions. I WISH. Today's going to be a long day. The fact that I'm heading for practice later at 10.30am til I-don't-know-when just drives me to Hell. sigh I hope Black Grizzly Bear have minimal say for today. Be off now. P.S: Will you....? the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Thursday, June 18, 2009, 12:08 PM Look at this shit. And you know why is it such a big deal? BECAUSE I'M A STUDENT FROM THIS BLOODY SEMINARY. It's my last damn year, and I got to know about this only yesterday? It's like a smack in my face. And then, came all the 'ahh' moments. No wonder there wasn't any examinations. No wonder there was too little assignments. And no wonder after CAPS packed up and left, the new management cocked up big time and left all the students in the dark. CAPS is Centre for Applied Psychological Studies anyway. This is total bullshit. If it ain't too late to withdraw now, I'm gathering all my classmates to burn the school or something. And get us back our sodding refund. It's 10k paid in full for Mary's sake, I don't care if they've got their asses on the loanshark's chopping board. I want my money back. Okay no. I want my parents' money back! And before I'm issued a fake diploma or degree, I'm backing off. And why was this news published on Straits Times? They should feature it on every damned paper in Singapore. It is accredited, registered at MOE, casetrust-ed, WHAT THE EFF IS HAPPENING NOW!?? NEXT. The evening chat with the two boys were enlightening. It's all about keeping the secrets as it is. Plus the free mutton puffs and dripping sauce. The kids were already buzzing with the how-many-weeks-old question, "WHO IS BEYONCE?" Oh my Lord, it's crazy. And there Lutut Bengkok was on and on about describing her features for them and then came.... L.B: ....has a nice nose...bla bla bla bla bla.. Gentle Giant: She has a nice HOSE!? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. smacks forehead NICE HOSE. For one thing, FINALLY, there's something Gentle Giant doesn't know about. LAUGHS Well, atleast SOMEBODY got to spend a little bit of time with his 'Beyonce' yesterday, right? winks Not forgetting, my ZHE was there too. hyperventilates I'm like, totally smittened. bats eyelashes Hee. I can ALMOST feel the 'mentel alert' coming right now. Hmm. P.S: That light in your eyes, I see. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Wednesday, June 17, 2009, 11:48 AM Oh balls. My guts were right last night. It did came, and it came hard till it made SOMEONE weep to sleep. It was just too bad I couldn't do anything assuring, my heart was too tough and cruel to say the nicest expression. I was actually annoyed about the whole conversation. I didn't know why we had it in the first place. I HATED IT. Not just about the contents, but the way how I ended up bruising another person, and eventually I got myself scratching my head and clutching my own damned heart feelling guilty with myself. It's crazy if you knew. It's so hard to please everyone, because at the end of the day, you're left to dwell in your own self-pity then finding yourself writing a will before deciding to go belly up. If I was THAT depressed, I would have, long time. Maybe if I would just lay low for awhile, it would be better. Hmm. rubs chin On another note, I injured my shoulder again. I wonder how many times it did already, and it's almost like my bestfriend now. If it's not the left, it's the right. It's happened too common, we're tight and shit you know. LAUGHS If only you knew. Anyway, DannyBoy is being such an ass pestering me about Lutot Bengkok's "Beyonce", and he's giving me a headache questioning me everytime he sees me. Not to mention, annoying me with his perverted gestures and phrases. I think he's having a bad relationship or something. whispers Someone, please smack this boy back down to Earth and make him stop fetishing about hot older women. He makes me shiver. LAUGHS Silly boy. Long day ahead today. Argh. And the shoulder's not doing any better, my calves are sore, so is my lower back. And my 'Choobs' are starting to feel the smartings already. Off to Tampines later to meet my team before proceeding to SCOE for some STAC visit. Hell knows when I would end my day tonight. I hope to see who I want to later. clears throat wags brows HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. And I hope Grinch is doing alright there. And makes his weight on time for that matter. I saw him last night, and he was as shrunken as nothings. Eww. Good luck, buddy. And see you later if you're coming down. smiles P.S: "I am not letting you go. Period." Thought I heard someone say that somewhere. Hmm. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Tuesday, June 16, 2009, 1:17 PM Weekends have been quite crazy. Last Sunday, accompanied Grinch and his family to Vivo City to search for his get-up specially for this Friday's Awards Night. After scouring the ludicrous boutiques, we settled on Topman. I guess that place is still the grounds for bargains amongst the others. NEXT. Trainings have been maddeningly exhausting. And due to that, I have been putting on a load of carbs and crapping alot of turd. My nights were.............extremely excrutiating plus ZHE's sudden appearing act in daydream-form left me love-ridden. smacks forehead This is crazy. Totally. And don't ask about my paper last night. I'm going to flunk it anyway. People were looking at me strange when I got up after sitting in for just an hour before dragging my ass off my chair to submit the almost-empty scripts. I was the second person to leave the room, anyway. It wasn't called giving up. I just don't think it would make things any better sitting there, staring at the paper wishing the answers would just ink itself on the answer sheets. I COULD HAVE DONE ALOT OF FULLFILLING THINGS, MAN. Like eating or shopping. Speaking of which... I got myself two pairs of Amy Flats from Cotton On at Suntec City last night. Only because the slippers I wore to school was having it's last dying thread of glue hanging from it, so I needed to get new ones. As for the Chocolate Cake, Apple Pies, Instant Pizzas, Sugar Doughnuts and Cream Buns from Carrefour, they're for the daily supplies for my anatomy. It's junk, but who cares anyway. I lost a bet to Grinch, yet again. Jezziz balls. Dammit. Stupid-ass. Hmph. And today............................it's going to be hard. I can feel it coming. P.S: ARGH. Dammit. Dammit. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Monday, June 15, 2009, 4:08 PM Just came back from accompanying Daddy to the clinic and to SATA to get an X-Ray. Latter was experiencing abdominal discomfort after dawn prayers, claimed his urine was a caramel shade. Had to drag myself out of the bed at 9 this morning. Damn. I am never such a morning person, so I'd better go get my sleep now before I get sick. And who else is going to help me, right? (I am sensing SOMEONE laughing reading this) Hmph. rolls eyes Anyway, Daddy's pretty much fine already after getting the jab. Thank god he wasn't diagnosed with anything serious. Pardon my short post for today. My mood is already mixed up, and my bed is the shit right now. Gotta be out tonight for my Statistics exams anyway. Hell. My head is throbbing. I don't think anything good is coming out of that either. Gotta get my rest. Be good. Au revoir. P.S: I found the safe number. It's 1-4-3. Go figure. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Sunday, June 14, 2009, 9:36 AM the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Labels: A Lot Like Love , 8:28 AM Mutton's Maladroit: The Birth of Butt Talk (Part XIX) [CONFESSIONS OF A BORED BUM] Note: This post is done from research and loads of experience. Do not attempt to copy. This is just for entertainment. I can't quite understand why some assholes really DO need the bloody seats on the train and bus. Oh come on lah, dol. And it ALWAYS has to be from the same race. Why can't you people just bloody wait rather than sticking your god damned koyak faces right up on the doors of the transport? Gua tak paham betul. Lu orang nak kiasu pehal? Your buttocks have some kinda rash or something, that you need to suppress by compressing it by sitting down? AND YOU CAN'T EVEN SIT DOWN PROPERLY LAH BLOODY HELL. What is the use of getting a seat previously occupied, when you are sitting right at the edge of it? Stupid or what sia. Baik korang cangkung jer sampai habis. And I was just thinking, would a stimulant do such good unto us people who are inconvenient with these people's behavior? Like being dangerously curvy? *Note: All you need is a flaccid piece of smelly bolster, and a folded piece of thick blanket plus a shift to cover up the whole do entirely.* Would you guys think, being this voluptous would cause these irritants to stop in their tracks, and make way for people who looked like the above? Would they give up their seats, or even control their level of kiasu-ism and MOVE AWAY from the entrance or exit doors? WOULD THEY? If they would, I would strongly suggest korang buat lah sebegini, baik lelaki atau perempuan agar kita tidak diperlakukan sehingga menimbulkan a sense of unfairness amongst gender? Try it. It might work. After all, to know, you should put it into practical first, right? Anybody up for it? P.S: I am getting really bored. Ugh. And I have a headache. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Saturday, June 13, 2009, 11:02 AM Holy shit. No, seriously. Haven't you heard? No? Dawg, how come? Everyone else knows and yet you guys are so far behind, already. LAUGHS Where have you people been hiding all these while, when I'm still here? smacks forehead LAUGHS Oh nuts, this is getting excrutiatingly hilarious, I can't control myself. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Alright, forget about that. Thing is, I'm a happy ball today. I mean, I was since yesterday after the usual blether with the two beloved boys on MSN, then with the long SMS chat with Sassyfella about her new 'cutie' that night. giggles jaw drops I have never seen anyone so excited blabbering about her new eyecandy, but sad enough. I wouldn't be able to meet Sassyfella today to prattle further. Daddy has made certain plans for later, so I guess I have to miss my date with my other 'mentel' and some others. pouts How sad. LAUGHS Fineeeeeeeeeeeeee. So what if Sassyfella has a pretty boy to accompany her the whole day today? I have my own pretty boy settling in my heart. Hee. jumps around And Mummy's asking who the damn is this Zac Efron I've been talking about. LAUGHS smacks forehead HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Another rollicking statement which I am still having a laugh at. whistles NEXT. I didn't know boredom could lead to playing card games on the phone. Last night on the cordless, Grinch and I were playing this 'Stupid Game' as I would call it, because I'd always lose. Only last night, our score was 5-0 by just flipping to see whose card gets on whose side! I hate it. That's why it's stupid. Because his card ALWAYS gets to his side, and MY card would get to his side too. How annoying! ARGH. I don't wish to play that game anymore, not until we both have decided on a good forfeit. Hmm. rubs chin I be off now. But before that, my personal medical report if anyone wishes to know my health. ESPECIALLY Zac 'Hazel' Efron. evil laugh Subject has contacted none of the air-borne viruses. Subject is still undergoing recovery for phlegm and cough. Sorethroat has declined in intensity and rawness. Subject has lost 2 kilogrammes during the ill-period and currenly recuperating very well. Currently subject's not yet taken a shower and have yet to have her breakfast. Emotional level of happiness is quite high for the day, and would pull through until the night. And subject's going to wear white with her magic sneakers today. Sign off, Doctor M. AND ALEX! I MISS YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!! LAUGHS P.S: ....that pretty boy. Mine. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Friday, June 12, 2009, 11:56 AM " It has been too long, this prolly be my last song, Keep falling at every instance, it's hard to forget it all, There you was in the morning, afternoon and at dinner, This is crazy, but yeah, told you I'd finally found a winner, It's the killer, my movie thriller, you've been running through my mind, You swept me off my feet, not once, but everytime, How long this gonna be, 'cause you're almost, but mine boo, I know for shit it's real, and I ain't afraid to admit it too, Touch your heart, feet it beating, 'cause it's saying I Love You. " - Million Dollar Mutton @ 12.32am Friday, 6 June '09 The usual gossips and file sharing with Gentle Giant and Lutut Bengkok have always made my every afternoon. Things like these are hard to come by when everyone else is busy with shit. On another note, my sorethroat is gone. Well almost, but swallowing seems like a breeze now. The annoying cough is still a threat somewhere at the back of my throat. Irritant. Hmph. NEXT. Seeing Grinch in pain last night was unbearable. I wished I could just punch the wind out of his guts to make him feel better, since he had a hard time trying to fart all the gas out. The symptoms are clearer now that his other family members are suffering from the common ill too. Just hope he gets better in time since he's still stressing on his usual weight-making routine. And it gets irritating sometimes watching him sweating his balls out eventhough he's under the weather. Boy doesn't know when to take a breather, or what? It was obvious enough from the manic breakout on his forehead. Silly boy even had the cheek to blame me for it. What the hell. LAUGHS Or maybe there was something else bothering him. Hmm. rubs chin Anyway, rumours are going around real fast, and I can't be sure to believe it myself. though it really scares the shit out of my system, but yeah, sometimes, it's never too late to be wary. Who know? shrugs in terror Oh jeeziz, hope it ain't true. P.S: Smile for me. there you go. And don't put that down, not when I'm still here, and alive. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Thursday, June 11, 2009, 12:30 PM THIS IS CRAZY. Oh balls, my damned throat is seriously killing me! No, seriously. It really is. Because of it, I have had a toilsome double day of painful swallowing and phlegm-ful coughs. Even my attempt of making porridge slide down my pipe is a chore. sulk sulk sulk So far, everyone else in the house is getting pretty much better. I'm only left with the flu, cough and sorethroat. My voice is.........uh, still under intensive recovery. Atleast now, I can be back to my common ramblings with random people. grins And to my dear friend, I didn't have Vanilla, because there was only Chocolate Chip in the freezer. Hee. And now, I'm craving for 7-Cheese Pizza, with Tempura Prawn in salsa cheese dip and Clam Chowder with loads of pepper. Hmm. My conscience say as long as you get better at the end of the day, might as well have everything. I must have taken "Biar lambat, asal selamat." wrongly. LAUGHS I swear I am going to make full use of this whole week for recuperation. PROMISE. I'll be in tip top health by next week. I think. Okay, can't promise but I can be sure. chuckles NEXT. swallows saliva in pain Anyway, I cannot wait to meet Sassyfella this Saturday to exchange our usual gossips and eyeing on her new cutie. EHEM! Oh my God, this is too good to be true, am I seeing or hearing things? smacks forehead Bahaha. Okay okay. I AM jealous of your singlehood, but atleast we partake in the same alter-ego's disease. The oh-so-famous "Mentel-ism". Trust me guys / girls / gays / lesbians / homos, it is contagious. And it could work wonders, let me tell you that. Speaking of which... I must have infected Grinch because he has shown the symptoms since the day we shared the same straw for that delectable Green Tea Frappucino. It was his treat, and I bet he fell for my pleadings and puppy-dog eyes, though I was mad-ill that night. Me: Starbucks today??? bats lashes Grinch: You want?? Hmm. Me: Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhh. Biar suara takde terus. Grinch: Okay. Kalau you batuk, I tak kasi okay. Me: You tak kasi, I beli sendiri. Grinch: Takmo. Hahaha. Okay okay. LAUGHS I had to control my jambu and not let out a slight hawk. But I think I did, badly. Grinch must have let it pass, because he was enjoying the beverage as I was, himself. It's okay. I TOLD YOU. This 'mentel' disease does work! If anyone else would want to obtain this amazing disorder, please feel free to associate with the duo, the double and only, Mutton and Sassyfella. Free classes are starting at any point of the day, any time and anywhere you bollocks happen to chance upon us, and you get a free gift too. PERMANENT MEMORIES OF US. Ain't that great? LAUGHS Before I continue my hogwash, let me take my leave. And, have you people heard about the online audition for 'Singapore Idol Bloggers'? Log in to it's website to find out. Au revoir. P.S: Aren't you tired? Because you keep running in my mind, and reigning my heart. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Wednesday, June 10, 2009, 1:25 PM HELLO! (Can you hear me?) I was the last one to wake up this morning, seeing everyone else in the house all showered and eaten their breakfast. Atleast I feel better now, though I started off my day with a wet, bad cough. I thought I was going to purge last night's fried noodles or something, so I rushed to the washing basin and did a little gagging act. I felt this certain rumbling at the back of my throat and chest, and I made the most abominable hack ever. And what came out was shit-brown. cringe I spat out my phlegm, observing it's strange colour before noticing the trace of blood that came along with it. Yuck. I thought it was going to be the green, but I think I must have been quite lucky to clap my eyes on the new variant with my own eyes. Siiiiiick. LAUGHS Plus, a miracle happened last night. I finally found my voice, though nasal, but yes, it came back like a surprise gift. HAHAHAHAHA. I thought it would never come at all. Thank nuts. So much for a whole day being made a butt of joke with all the people over at the Federation. Hmph. fold arms and pout "Abang handsome, Abang kacak Semalam hari kau, Esok aku pulak." My chest still hurts, so is the giddiness which weighs a bulk on my head. My brain actually shifted when I do my amazing oesophagus clearing performance. My throat's raw and I'm craving for a tub of ice-cream. And Teaser came up with "Choobs" which was really "Chest' + 'Boobs' together. What a weird sort of motivation. Strangely, it did help in a way for gym yesterday. LAUGHS Alright, I be off now. The flu tab's kicking in already. Put on your best behaviour and chalo bete. Au revoir. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Tuesday, June 9, 2009, 12:32 PM If I could put this gravely, I have ultimately lost my entire voice. I had a hard time squeezing out the slightest human sound, but yet again, I embarrassed myself infront of Teaser when I accidentally squeaked. Dammit. That boy kept on laughing and laughing like I had a red rubber nose (it's like I've heard someone said this somewhere) on my face or something. folds arms and pouts HMPH. It hurts when I try to speak, so I ended up whispering. Grinch had somehow mastered the art of decoding my alien language last night. Only because he had to literally plaster his ears onto my mouth the whole time. Finally, I have a linguist for myself. Yay. Teaser, on the other hand, was having his own fun mocking me. rolls eyes Annoying. I felt like I had just regurgitated shit last night at SMU's toilet bowl because I could taste the Briyani I had last morning. And now, it feels like I've just been run down by a truck. I feel so lifeless vomitting whatever I ate. WASTE OF FOOD, SIA. It looked like an epidemic when Daddy and Brother fell ill too last night. And I'm still coughing like a madwoman with all these phlegm fusion in my lungs. I'm off now. Be good. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Monday, June 8, 2009, 1:39 PM I have lost my voice since last morning, and all that came out was a squeak. It was quite embarrassing though, because I ended up screeching instead of shouting, and I am coughing so badly now. And that joke I said which made Grinch so annoyed, and probably jealous.. "Nie mesti dah kena dengan Djinn jantan." LAUGHS I have no idea how it turned out like this, but I woke up last morning thinking I was cursed being mute. I was panicking before I cleared my throat and then only a tiny squeak was audible. The coughs kept coming and now my chest and throat has started burning, I think I am going to die. I had a hard time talking for two days already. If you could only hear me, you'd think I'm a transvestite or something. But yesterday I was a dying chipmunk. Mama and Grinch have made me a laughing stock, and my bubbly self, I couldn't stop talking eventhough I sounded rusty. At the particular wedding invite yesterday, I just had to shout for Daddy because there was a mass of gaudy-clothed makciks swarming infront of me and Daddy was at the far end of it. My handphone wasn't with me, and nobody I knew was near. Me: BAPAK! And then, everyone just seemed to turn around and look at me funny. The music just had to stop playing before I screamed / squeaked / shrieked / squawked, whatever. Dammit. I just bleeding screeched, balls' sake! Oh Scrooge's nuts, it was disturbingly cringeworthy, I camouflaged to red against my white get-up. I just humiliated myself, man. smacks forehead ARGH. This is annoying. And it's starting to get crazy. EVERYTHING. covers face And I sound so terrible. To my friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, lovers, scandals, postmans, gardeners, waterboys, policemen, civil defence guys, army boys, please do not call me because I will not try my luck to shame myself again even with saying "Yes?". I feel like my throat is already bleeding or something. Oh no. It's just my phlegm. LAUGHS the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Sunday, June 7, 2009, 10:56 AM Mutton's Maladroit: The Birth of Butt Talk (Part XVIII) [CONFESSIONS OF A MINAH IN DILEMMA] Note: This post is done from research and loads of experience. Do not attempt to copy. This is just for entertainment. Wahlao. Today got wedding lah sia. Gua tk reti ah nk pergi kawin-kawin nie semua. Gua pikir buang masa ah. Tapi nak bikin ape, kan. Gua terpaksa pergi jugak sebab nie jemputan kawan gua nyer kawin. Maaaaak~. Lagi satu masalah yang gua tengah facing skarang nie, gua tengah ader crisis. Gua nyer baju nak pergi kawin ader satu set jer. Itu pun kebaya. Ketat gila woh. Itu bertahun janggut siak gua beli. Dari dulu sampai sekarang gua pakai tu. Hari raya pun gua pakai tu. Sexy lah sia. Merah lagi. Ketat. Fuuuh. Tapi tu duluuuu. Sekarang gua dah ader anak, gua nk fit pun macam nak koyak jer baju tu. Part nk tuck-in perut tu lah yang susah. Gua kan ader boncit nie. Beranakkan anak gua yang sulung tu ah. Leceh ah. Ikutkan hati, gua nak bogel jer gy tempat kawin tu. Tapi tanak ah. Nanti lain orang pulak yang nak kawin, kan? Gua pun pikir, kalau gua pergi bikin freeshow kat sana nanti, tak best sangat lah. Badan gua berkurap siak. Ader tattoo sana sini. Nanti makcik-makcik kepo selalu kasi gua mata macam tu. Macam nak makan gua jer nampak?? Gua sebenarnya dah retire lah benda benda macam tu. Tak kuasa gua. Lagi pun badan nie da takde tempat pon nak letak chap lagi satu. Muka gua pun da penuh. Dan segala macam tempat kat badan gua nie lah. Takkan gua nak datang pakai telekung pulak, kan? Tu dah buang tebiat. Tapi serious, gua kena jugak pergi jemputan nie. Laki gua dah lari, so atleast gua boleh lah jugak cuci-cuci mata ker haper. Nak kena standby tuck-in perut lah gini. Makeup nak kena tebal nk mampos. Tapi macam sial ah. Rambut gua pulak blonde nak mampus. Dah takde harapan lagi gua tengok. Da rosak habis. Ikutkan hati memang gua nak rodok jer kepala gua sampai licin, tapi nanti anak gua ingat gua mak Jin pulak. Itu yang sedih. Sampai sekarang gua tak tahu ah nak pakai baju aper. AHHH! Senang gua pakai t-shirt ngan seluar katok suda. Gua step pergi sana jadi budak rewang pun cantikkk. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Saturday, June 6, 2009, 9:58 AM What is this KEY everyone is talking about when they got to the big ol' 21? Just what? Key to happiness? To freedom? To get married? To reach euphoric ultimatum? What in the hell's exactly it? I still don't freaking get it. There are still those who have moved on from being 21 yet they're still not sober, still sad, still depressed. Still effing deprived of somewhat that only God knows. snorts Damn. Maybe you got your life all mapped out while you were still young. You have visions of this and that yet now, you're getting to nowhere. Why? Because some people decided THEY should be the one drawing out your future schemes. You tried. Standing up for yourselves yet no one sees you. Voiced out but not a single soul hears you from all that din. Did almost everything crazy, but yet you still lose to life. So what do you do in the end? You get sick and tired of having every start of the day all scheduled. You have to clean the house, or go to school or work. Take care of dying parents or even hard-ass children who never seemed to ever be tired. You're even tired of some people who thinks they should always be around to keep tabs on you like you're some freaking fugitive or something. Better yet for them if they had security cameras to watch your every move. They keep track of who you're going out with, who you're calling, who you're texting with. EVERYTHING. You get tired of them always breathing down your bloody neck every single day. Well, what else ain't worse if they just had to be there when you're talking with someone. What is the word "PRIVATE" if it doesn't mean what it is? They make sure you get to work or school on time and had earlier judged the travelling duration to and back, and would be in manic fits if you missed your curfew even if it was a few minutes late. You get irritated when they call or even come to your workplace, or federation or school to really make sure you're there and shit, confiscate your mobiles, and make sure you really sleep at night. Some of them might even lock in your home keys, and hide the telephones so you wouldn't steal opportunities to use them for pleasure calls to anyone. They keep away the internet modem so you wouldn't have a chance to surf the web at any point of the day. And some would even keep your bank books, cashcards and control your expenditures. But it doesn't stop there. To those who are married, they would probably be the first nosey bollocks to get panicked when you say you would want a divorce. Or maybe for those singles, they would prod you to love someone of their liking, just because they liked what they see. They give opinions that fall pleasant to their eyes, but they don't really understand you. They jump to unbelievable conclusions unexpectedly. All that ass-talk about... "We want you to have a better life." How better is better? Like what? Like when? When is that exact age will you receive that betterment? Some people say they know you better, because they have seen you grow, but they never really have been in your bleeding shoes to obtain the authority to judge you. Some of them think they're old enough and wiser than bloody you, some of them say they're gifted from God to know the present or future to predict. Some think they're just good, and they boast about it. The result? You get nut-squeezed suffocated. It's hell. It's like you have strings attached to your every limb. You feel like there is no point in planning your existence when some people have already taken charge of that. For free. So what do you do? Be a living doll. It's not that you have not tried. You have, but the odds are all against you, so don't waste the effort no more. Some of them think they know everything, what's best for you, what's not. So let them be. It's not worth to argue shit with. Just let them, whoever they are, do the walking and talking. They're sure of giving what SEEMED best for you. You just sit back and enjoy your very own movie. That way, you wouldn't have to lose anything. What could get any worse, right? Because you have been through more shit that's exacerbating, only you felt iy. If you could pull that through alive, you can still. So, good luck. smiles P.S: Your smell still lingers. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Friday, June 5, 2009, 1:36 PM HELLO. LAUGHS Another masterpiece executed, this time on some fair lad's head. The latter was almost dead by the time I finished. Atleast he's still breathing now, because I'm waiting for my Green Apple Yoghurt bubble tea. fold arms LAUGHS Sassyfella's already booked me to get her hair done for her Intervarsity Polytechnic match this Sunday. I hope she doesn't pray to be my next dead-ish sacrifice. Another torturous ordeal in the comfort of NTU eversince the infamous death rates. I guess, comfortable is not the right word for now. clears throat I wonder how lethal her screech would be this time. rubs chin The other evening, my eardrums nearly vibrated out of it's sockets because Sassyfella screamed in it while we were watching Jangan Tegur. Ostensibly, that mentel girl had probably gone mental scaring herself to her ovaries till she got cramps. On her arm. Crazy. How in the blue ball of Earth. NEXT. This weekend's going to be pretty much hectic. Alien F's sister is getting married, there's competitions clashing, and I find myself stressing out on which / when / how / where to go because the usual comrades are already bedevilling me to come and support them. I'm seriously torn. I had to dissapoint either of them. Sigh. So much for priorities, huh. Dammit. Good thing is, there's food this Sunday at Ubi. wags brows Oh hell, I have no idea what to wear to the wedding. Shit. Oh oh oh. Apparently SOMEONE has overcomed his discomfiture of searching and purchasing lingerie for his girlfriend. falls off chair laughing Hell nuts, this is getting interesting. Now I have two sets of unders pending, one from R-osak and the other from Boyfriend. run up the walls Crazy, or what?! LAUGHS Weird as it seems, Boyfriend must have been toadally out of his mind confirming my brassiere size last night. I think I sense a competition going on. Yeah. A lingerie-buying contest for me or something. Oh balls, I'm so excited. I think he's scoring it today since he said he's going to surprise me with it tomorrow. This is too good to be true! rolls under carpet NOW WHO ELSE IS GOING TO BUY ME UNDERGARMENTS!? This is freaking stimulating, in a bizarre kind of way, but who in the hell cares. screams in pillow P.S: I had enough of driving my life, because I don't ever got the chance to steer it myself even once since SOME people think they're better at manouvering MY course. What's the worst thing that could happen, right? I'm shaking my leg now. And it's not called giving up. IT'S GIVING IN. Let's just see what happens. whistles I need a new wardrobe. I need new clothes. I need a job. I miss my Zac Efron, that much. I've cleaned my nails. And, Rickymeister's back! Woohoo. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Thursday, June 4, 2009, 11:23 AM I was a happy girl yesterday, really. Some saint must have said something because the condition of the skies last evening was what I hoped would be, the first thing I woke up that morning. Just perfect. Apparently MSN's dumbass weather forecast indicated it there would be a thunderstorm. But it never happened, so whoever that idiot was that affirmed some worthless piece of shit, please sack him for the sake of mankind. Stupid mofo did us some good of confusion. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS TO PLAN MY OUTFIT TO HARMONIZE WITH THE CLIMATE!? I had to flip coins to finalize my judgement, doubting the skies and the sun before proceeding to don..................whatever I was to wear that evening. Hmmm. I must be some lucky bitch, huh. chuckles I ate alot during the ceremony, I had someone peeling the chickens off the drumsticks for me. I had no idea how many I swallowed, but the buffet tray was soon left with just bone-y wings. blushes The bus ride home with abit of company was fun, though I started to get hungry during half the journey back home already. Boyfriend seemed to get better with telepathy, and soon we found ourselves feeding our faces at McDonalds and got drunk with McCafe's new frappé choices. Still, I loved Secret Recipe's Iced Chocolate better. giggles AND SOME PEOPLE WERE BEING ANNOYING LAST NIGHT! rolls eyes folds arms and pouts I just hate it when I can't do anything. HATE IT. Hmph. Hmph. Hmph. On the brighter side, my classmate lost his own bet and now he owes me Calvin Klein's lingerie set. How wonderful. evil laugh I can't waaaiiiiiiiiiiiiittttt. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. R-osak: Kalau takde CK? I beli Victoria's Secret ah. Me: Wow. Jadi ah. Jangan tak jadi. Kalau takde, Pierre Cardin, La Senza, ngan Triumph pon boleh. Lu takmo buih beb. Gua tuntut sampai lubang kubur lu. Okay, cabot. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Wednesday, June 3, 2009, 12:52 PM I woke up today feeling immense hunger. Infact, I'm hungry all the time. If it isn't hungry what you people might usually call it. But I find myself starving everyday, a few hours after every hearty meal, and at every point after I wake up. Something is wrong with my immune system or something. I have my religious business with the bowl everyday, twice the least. On the good side, I'm losing weight from all that crapping. I keep telling myself, it's the hormones. Anyone would feel afraid of having to load up on carbs and shit, but I have no hell in feeding my body as long as I don't end up getting famished at the end of the day. I have amaze-ze-zing skills in compressing impossible amount of food into my stomach you know. And it scares people. LAUGHS I wonder where have all the food gone to, besides the sewerage pipes. rubs chin There's an appreciation ceremoney at SCOE later on, and so far, I have only gotten my nails done. blonde moment There's ironing and the usual preening to be done abit later. And the shaving, trimming and cutting of whatever possible on my anatomy. I hope the weather will be fine because apparently the forecast lied yesterday! I was perspiring even before I got out of the house! Thunderstorm my ass. I was fried crispy because of the damned sun for balls' sake. Cheat my feelings, sia. I don't want to be carrying an umbrella today. But if it was too hot, I expect a hero to come and save me. If it was raining, I am going to have a bitch fit, and somebody better be at my aid fast. giggles Now I sound like Sharpay Evans. Eww. I'm done. Gotta go. Be good. Au revoir. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Tuesday, June 2, 2009, 11:48 AM The girls were in a daze, frolicking in the pool last evening. Including me, we rocked the whole area upside down while the other numbnuts eyed us. Being loud people, our laughters were deafening amidst the wave of murmurs and the lifeguard's whistles. And damn, was the world hot. The sun was really getting on my tight nerves already. If not for Sassyfella and Nad"O", I would have rotted my ass at the comfort of my own home without bleeding a sweat. I was literally bathing in my own perspiration jeeziz sake, I had lost a few milligrammes. Oh. My new URL? I would just like a change. Now don't go pursuing your stray thoughts if you haven't gotten your facts right. The forecast today said there would be showers with thunder. Hell. Why didn't rain yesterday!!??? Hmph. fold arms and pout Gym today. You balls take care. Au revoir. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton Monday, June 1, 2009, 7:33 PM It has been. And will always be. Ostensibly, it makes my life whole. CRAZY. That word has been uttered one too many times, be felt more than it should, and happened a great damn lot when I least expected it to. It's making my brain twist in turmoil and my heart pulsing in maddening pressures. It's all too annoyingly great to believe. If there ever was seen a lie in my eyes, it's the truth. Because that's life. And me? Well, I just have to suck it all up and smile. Nothing beats more than a little effort of the facial muscles to make someone's day. Doesn't matter if you have yellow decaying teeth. It's the thought that counts. Last night, the moon heard everything, seen everything, and it watched over me as I silently cried myself to sleep. Just so lucky that I didn't have to wake up with goldfish eyes, you know. It's not the HOT trend right now. Gotta run. Be good. 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