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Yes, yes, I know I am an angry complain queen. But i know you like angry people.

about me
Never the girl-next-door,I carry this normal plain and boring look wherever I go. The laziness in me is a bug, it eats away my motivation to dress up like a sophisticated queen. My hatred for shopping is undeniable, I hate that turn-off feeling when I have to force myself to not buy something i really like because of the ugly price tag. Although i am not an angel, I am thankful that I blend in like a chamelon because nobody is an angel.

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I hate egg yolks. The high cholesterol thing is just an excuse, i just hate the taste, period. My affection for dogs on a scale of 0 to 10, is 0. The same goes to self-righteous dentists who torture poor people like me.



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Complain Queen in the house
Sunday, September 19, 2010 @ 10:09 PM
HAHA, I've been complaining a tad TOO MUCH.
BECAUSE, yes, VERY tough life, christon.

So I decided to blog about something happy today. I caught a well-dressed lady smelling her armpit and checking out her armpit hair in the MRT today. I covered my mouth and acted like i was coughing, of course, because i was just in front of her. It was so DAMN funny, i had a look of her glorious armpit hair- black and bushy like a testosterone-fuelled man. LOL!

I find that a lot of embarrassing things happen in MRTs. Today i saw this old 50 year old auntie wearing the same shirt as me. It was darn embarrassing, because my shirt isn't a normal T-shirt that is plain and dull-coloured. It was filled with at least 100 blingz and i bet any man who look directly into my breasts will be blinded instantly. Not that it is anything prominent or attractive, but still.... Good punishment!!

Hehehe. I didn't put on my jacket even when i brought it. Part of the reason was because i was lazy and the jacket has a Mickey Mouse printed at the back, so i rather wear the blingz than be taken as a kid. But a bigger part of the reason was that the 50 year old auntie was bigger, more wrinkled and has excessive blue make-up, so i didn't feel the least threaten. If anyone's gonna do compare and contrast, I swear I'm going to pon her in every way. She should be the one putting on a Donald Duck jacket instead.

Now I'm still waiting for my mother back to cut my hair. Why she's taking so long uhh?? Oh nevermind, expect a Chiobu tomorrow.
Cya xoxo.

P.s: What's xoxo again?