Saturday, December 26, 2009

my life story in a day

Snow! Snow! Snow! Not in Malaysia. Duh~~~

Grab a cup of hot coffee and sit down as I recall the blizzard that hit Reading on the 21st December 2009.

Woke up to a bloody cold morning and after brunch, wanted to take a hot shower. Bloody hell, the shower heater wasn't working properly. The water was so damn cold and even after waiting for almost an hour, the heater wasn't really working.

*screams*

Luckily, thanks to being born smart (ahem, no comments pls) I adjusted the temperature and water pressure levels. And yay! Finally there was hot water but! There's always a fucking BUT. The higher the temperature was, the lower the water pressure. In the end, after making the water super hot, which consequently gave me decently heated water, the water that came out of the showerhead was literally as thick as 3 straws. Sigh. Took me an hour just to shower.

Then, by the time I got dressed to leave the house, it began to snow.

Taken from my room :)

The backyard - perfect for a snowman!



Y'all may be thinking "Syoknya!!! Jealous!" but oh noooo... its not as fun as it seems. Cos its cold and wet. And the walkways are slippery. So I left the house so that I can get home before dark.

Yeah, right.

Done all my shopping and stuff, wanted to take the bus home (cos I bought a day ticket) and waited for sooo long. Then people were announcing that no buses were running. Even before that, the snow was falling hard. Cars were moving at a snail's pace and you could see everyone just walking their way home.

Waiting for the bus and the snow was already picking up

After awhile - the pre-blizzard


Oh shit. By then the skies were turning dark. Ah, well. I had no choice but to walk home. And while walking home, the snow fell even harder with winds picking up. Took me more than an hour just to get home. On the way, I saw that cars were not moving, I had slipped more than a couple of times, my feet were numb, and I was bloody hungry. By the time I reached home, I was practically covered in snow. It was actually quite fun to shake it off before I went into the house. LOL.

Had dinner and was watching the telly when the cab company called me and told me that my cab was cancelled due to the weather and dangerous road conditions. Oh fuck. Looked outside the window and no shit; everywhere was white with snow. And it wasn't even a thin layer. Called many cab companies and none of them were running. Buses' services were suspended and trains were not running as well.

Nooooo! I had to get my arse to Heathrow by 8am the next day! After some panicking and all, finally managed to find one cab company from London and arranged for an earlier time to go to the airport the next day; and at a higher price too.

Phew~~~

The next day, the cab was a bit late and I didn't realise how much snow there was until I stepped out of the house and my feet sunk into the ground. Ok, I was exaggerating but it did sink in a bit. The snow was about 1-2 inches deep. LOLOLOLOL!

Here's some pics on my way to Heathrow.

Cars stuck on the road

Kinda cute... hee!

More stuck cars

Looked like cake icing :)



So much snow. I couldn't wait to get back into hot, hot Malaysia. And now that I'm home, I miss the cold! Wtf. Why am I so greedy? But on a happier note, I'm getting acclimated to my home temperature again! Wheeee! But now, I dread going back to UK in February. My arse will freeze.

T_T


Monday, December 21, 2009

mushy reading, wooaaahhhhh

It snowed in Reading. And I was in Bournemouth. Last year when it snowed, I was sick in bed and could only hide under my duvet while my friends were throwing snowballs at each other and making snowmen.

Now I am back in Reading and will be leaving for home in 2 days. Going back to Reading, it wasn't snowing but I did see some snow. And the part which I hate the most was the glazed ice on the ground. Its so fucking slippery and I had to walk so slowly just so not to fall and hit my head.

Nevertheless, snow on car tops and some parts of the road was still quite charming to me. I imagined the novelty will only wear off after like, 5 years in UK.

Eh... wait. This was supposed to be a mushy post. Looks like I deviated from the topic. Ok then. Here comes the mushy part. I love my boyfriend to bits. I am not clingy at all but sometimes, I miss him badly and wished that he's right beside me. To provide me nice body heat to put me to sleep cos my room is too fucking cold. Ahem.

I wanna run my fingers through his muscles and gorgeous abs. Woooohoooo! Ok, too much information. I bet y'all are having goosebumps right now. Good. My work here is done.

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Going home in a little over 12 hours! Excited but stressed out. Packing and making sure everything (documents, gifts etc.) is complete can be so stressful. Sigh. I need a personal assistant.

:P


Thursday, December 10, 2009

are u bitchy?

bitch·y
adj. bitch·i·er, bitch·i·est Slang
1. Malicious, spiteful, or overbearing.
2. In a bad mood; irritable or cranky.

I believe there's a bitch in every single girl in the world. Even the nicest, kindest, gentlest laydee in the whole wide world can be the biggest bitch if you push the right buttons. If ur the crazy type, try annoying her when she's pms-ing. A power bitch will be born.

Being bitchy is good sometimes; I believe its a form of self protection and if used wisely, a very effective weapon. That's cos we all know that when it comes to catfights, we girls use our brains instead of bronze. That said, a lady shouldn't be bitchy at all times. You'll just make enemies wherever you go. You may be the Queen Bitch but with hundreds of bitches against you, girl, you won't stand a chance. I'm not referring to myself in any way, in case you were wondering.

Despite that, here a basic lesson in becoming a bitch:

How To Be A Bitch 101
1) Someone you hate/envy asks you for a question - does that bastard make a good shag, is her bf a cheating fuckhead, what to wear, does her bum look fat in those jeans etc. What do u do?
You LIE. (Bitches are one of the best liars in the world so if you're on the receiving end of the bitchiness, tough luck honey)

2) Your bitchy friend shows off her Gucci bag and thinks that your Prada is sooo last season. What do you do?
Secretly make a discreet scratch on her bag and spread the word that her Gucci is fake (*gasp!*) and then point out the scratch to people. "See, told you that its a fake! Omigawd... such a crime to Gucci!"

3) Your boyfriend's mother hates you cos she thinks that ur a slut and a bad influence to her supposedly angelic son. You would really, really like to go to that party his family is throwing cos its a posh event and you can meet many famous people there, but his mom forbade you to go and now your bf is stuck in between. What do you do?
Its time to be a sneaky bitch. In front of your boyfriend, pretend to be as sweet and innocent as possible; act all hurt and teary-eyed because his mom is being a bitch but its alright, you don't want him to get stuck in between and you'd stay out of that event to make his life easier (this will get him mad at his mother). And then, the best bit - secretly dig out the dirt on that woman! Either do it yourself, recruit the help of some friends or hire some private investigator... she's bound to have some skeletons in her closet. Everyone does and since she's been alive for thaaaat long, her skeletons stash must be pretty impressive. Once you have all the goss, arrange a private and confidential meeting with the mother and blackmail. And do remember to give her your signature bitch smile. She earned it.

4) When your friend introduces you to her separate circle of friends (why are they all hot chicks?) and they give you a sympathetic look, you should know that she's been bitching about you; labeling you as her ugly friend who is useful only for homework, u have the ugliest bf ever and he can't even afford a Chanel bag for you etc. What do you do?
Lose weight and go for a makeover. If they're hot and getting all the boys, its for a good reason - they're hot and ur not. Face it, girl. Its time to vamp up! Make yourself hot (take note from fashion mags and all), play the sweet and innocent victim of the bitch's bitchiness, turn her friends against her and steal her bf as well. Then, dump the boy so she can't get back with him again. And finally, laugh as the bitch spirals downwards.


By points 3 and 4, if u've executed it, oh my gawd... u are the ultimate bitch. But be warned, what goes round comes round.
:)