Here I am, everyday.
*checks Fantasy Premier League's site*
WTF. 11 points yesterday and I only had one player.
Which could only mean one thing.
He scored.
Sure enough, George McCartney scored. WTF.
And to think I wanted to sell him off. Tsk tsk. I'm horrible, si?
I'm thinking of selling Giggs. No, selling Tomas is NEVER an option, so don't even suggest it.
I mean, sure. If you've known them for ages (ages in this context would be 5 years or more), you can deal with it to a certain extent.
But say this person is a random acquaintance...or even someone who knows you for about a year or two (not very close to you).
And they say things to you that actually reflect them in reality.
How do you answer them back?
"Mahai. Look at yourself in the mirror-lah, then talk to me"
Trust you to come up with that.
So, things I've learnt so far: Never befriend parasites AND screw pot-kettle-black friends.
Sorry, I'm just grumpy.
Actually no-lah, I'm fasting for puasa 6 (it's where you fast for 6 days in the month of Syawal). I know I'm nowhere near holy, but I get credit for trying.
So, please. If you'd like to eat in front of me, go on. I won't be easily swayed.
But don't ask me if I want something to eat or offer me food 3 TIMES after I've told you I'm fasting.
I am irritable and I don't like to constantly repeat myself like a broken tape recorder.
Unless you're offering to buy me something like yoghurt or Subway cookies to break fast with, I don't mind you asking me a million times. Yes, I know, I owe you a nice bowl of curry laksa, darling.
I want it. Please.
*screams*
Bloody hell, he's looks so gorgeous in it!!!
I'm going to snap a picture of it tomorrow!
*gets into stalker-mode*
WTF. 11 points yesterday and I only had one player.
Which could only mean one thing.
He scored.
Sure enough, George McCartney scored. WTF.
And to think I wanted to sell him off. Tsk tsk. I'm horrible, si?
I'm thinking of selling Giggs. No, selling Tomas is NEVER an option, so don't even suggest it.
*****
You know how you have pot-kettle-black kind of friends?I mean, sure. If you've known them for ages (ages in this context would be 5 years or more), you can deal with it to a certain extent.
But say this person is a random acquaintance...or even someone who knows you for about a year or two (not very close to you).
And they say things to you that actually reflect them in reality.
How do you answer them back?
"Mahai. Look at yourself in the mirror-lah, then talk to me"
Trust you to come up with that.
So, things I've learnt so far: Never befriend parasites AND screw pot-kettle-black friends.
Sorry, I'm just grumpy.
*****
I've been fasting again. Yes, yes, I'm trying to lose weight.Actually no-lah, I'm fasting for puasa 6 (it's where you fast for 6 days in the month of Syawal). I know I'm nowhere near holy, but I get credit for trying.
So, please. If you'd like to eat in front of me, go on. I won't be easily swayed.
But don't ask me if I want something to eat or offer me food 3 TIMES after I've told you I'm fasting.
I am irritable and I don't like to constantly repeat myself like a broken tape recorder.
Unless you're offering to buy me something like yoghurt or Subway cookies to break fast with, I don't mind you asking me a million times. Yes, I know, I owe you a nice bowl of curry laksa, darling.
*****
There's this one song I heard at the wedding recently that is so lovely I can't get it out of my head.I want it. Please.
*****
OMGWTF! THERE'S A BIG TAG HEUER ADVERT OF LEWIS OUTSIDE PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA!!!*screams*
Bloody hell, he's looks so gorgeous in it!!!
I'm going to snap a picture of it tomorrow!
*gets into stalker-mode*
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