This has officially reached a new level of perverse.

A ban on alcohol ?
First with the fatwa on Yoga and now this ?
What's to come, I can't help but ask.

I'm pretty much at a loss for words, there is just no way to describe the way I'm feeling right now.
I think that our supposed leaders need to open their eyes and see that banning alcohol or anything of the sort, is not going to help.
What about all the sexual crimes and murder ?
Why not try to curb that before making such stupid decisions.
Yes, I'm fully aware of the saying, "Work your way up."
But this, I'm hella sure is not going to go anywhere.
We are governed by a multiracial party. I know I'm not the only one who feels that we deserve equal rights.
I've heard about this thing, it's called Human Rights.
In a religion, we should be allowed to make our own decisions, harmful as they may be. There may be ways of curbing it, but this is not one of them. It's only going to cause major outbursts, Muslim's and Non's alike.
It's basic human rights, and yet again, we are stripped of that too.

And again I have to say, the world is coming apart at the seams.
And no one seems to be doing anything about it.

mm, hello.

I like Chicken Rice. Mm, yummy yummy yummy I've got bugs in my tummy.
Okay, anywhoo. I was just thinking about the time where I fell flat on my face in the middle of Rest&Relax. Instead of helping me, Chello decided to sit next to me and laugh. But then again, I was laughing too. The chick behind the counter didn't know what to do, the look on her face was priceless.

I realised I forgot to blog about alot of little things when Chello was down.
She had like shitloads of dosh, which she spent in like 2weeks ? Which is record time for her, seeing as she's used to spending dosh like water. That much money usually lasts us 2 days tops. But oh well, I think we are finally growing up.
High 5, Chello !
Moving on, I can't remember if I've already blogged about watching Quarantine in GSC Signature. It was fanbloodytastic, cos no one goes there, so we could pretty much do whatever we wanted in there.
As per se, stick our feet up, giggle like baby hyena's on weed. But then again, the whole cinema was practically empty, it got pretty freaky at some point, as if the infected bums were going to suddenly pop up outta nowhere and start chewing at our necks. So we kept gripping onto each other and whining,
"Hold me, please ! Oh dear god, hold me ! I'm so scared."
Was kidding half the time, and kept breaking into a furious fits of the giggles. What almost made me wet myself was the guy behind us.
During one of the freaky deaky parts, he stands up, and yells,
"Shit ! Shit !"
Then he sits down, in a different seat.
And I burst out laughing.

Oh, btw, Ash was the one who nicknamed my loverlover Chello, Bitchy Woman. Long story short, I told her about all our nicknames (no, not all of them, seeing as I'd still be telling up to today if that was the case), Slutisha, Bitchinia & Lesbiola(oh big whoop, I bet no one loves you enough to take so much time in giving you nicknames of such caliber, so eat me). Ash, of course, being the old bat she is, forgot what Chello's nickname was, and thus was born the name Bitchy Woman.

A few days before Chello left, she started her usual nonsense. This time, it was her substituting all her P's for F's. So it sounded something like this;

one, two, three, pour, pive,

once I caught a pish alive,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
then I let it go again,
why did you let it go ?
because it bit my pinger so,

which pinger did it bite ?
this little pinger on my right !

I think this should be the new lyrics to the new song. The original is bullshit compared to this :D.

I'm sure I've already fed you the update on that day where we went to Times Square, riding the LRT, buses, blablabla, I forgot to tell you one teeny thing.
On the way back, we were riding the bus, and then there was this big fat indian guy hanging out of his lorry window, just openly gawping at us (I bet he's finally glad he found his match), so I turned to Chello and whispered,
"Look, it's Yogi Bear."
Which almost made us die with laughter.

James came over one of the days, and when we decided to go to the playground at night, he walked into a light. That was on. And he had this huge bump on his head when we saw him the next day. He's alot milder than most karat's, but still a karat nonetheless. No offence, Jama Jamas :D.

Random conversations that we have while smoking, watching tv, or having dinner. (:

Chello : My throat hurts and all this smoking is making it worse.

Me : Heres an idea, STOP SMOKING !

Chello : .... Kaaaaaay, Im gonna talk to you when youre not delusional.

x

Me : I am funny.

Sa : No, you just look funny.

Me : Yeah, youre funny... lookin !

Sa : Wtf? I just said that to you. Whats wrong with you ?!

Prank called people almost everynight, cos we super fly like that, yo.
We called all of Sam's friends(the stupid children gave the phone to their mothers, honestly, that just made us laugh even more). We pretty much exhausted Sam's contact list.
Yes, I'm coming clean. Sue me lah, bashturrrrds. Sorry kiddos, you're just way too easy to make fun off. :D. *rolls eyes.

We used alot of different companies(that our brilliant minds invented, of course), one of which was Box.Net.
And guess what ?
BOX.NET REALLY DOES EXIST !
I actually took the time to look it up online, and staring me right in the face was this;
Our supposed bogus box scam. Enjoy.
I laughed for about twenty minutes. I stopped when I fell off the chair.
*bigcheesygrin.

When we were on the phone to Joshua from Extreme;

*blabs on about irrelevant shit for 10minutes*
Chello : *in thick indian accent* I see on your form, it's your birthday today, happy birthday !
Joshua : Its not my birthday.
Chello : Okay. What your amma give you for your birthday ?
Joshua : Nothing lor.
Chello : WHAAAT ? YOUR AMMA NEVER GIVE YOU ANYTHING ?!
Joshua : Ya lor.
Chello : Omg. Okay, what your appa give you ?
Joshua : Nothing also lor.
Chello : WHAAAT ? YOUR APPA ALSO NEVER GIVE YOU ANYTHING ?
*dies laughing*

Then, talking to Firdy.
Me : *in typical apek accent* Hallo ? Mister Firdaus Idris ? When you want to take your boxes orh ?
Firdy : *laughs* What box ?
Me : Not the underwear boxer, you know. The kotak lorh, that one. Got alot of expensive thing inside the box.

Firdy : Okay, what's inside the boxes ?
Me : I don't know, it's against company policy to open the box.
Firdy : Then how you know it's expensive things ?
Me : Oh er, it is vely heavy lorh.
*dies laughing*

I'm amazed that Box.Net exists !
You hear that Chello ? Our idea has come to life !
Our accents vary from being Bangla's, to Apek's, to Indians. :D
<3

;; The mistake I made is clear,
Thats the reason you're not here,
Not a single salty tear,
Not a feeling in my chest.

This, was fucking hilarious.
One minute we're blowing o's, the next our cigarettes are on the roof below.
Chello's response being,
"*stunned as hell and says this really really slowly*Whaat the fuuuuck ?"

Our rendezvous.
From dressing up in the middle of the night just for kicks, to sitting at the pondoks in Phase 2, after our daily morning mamak sessions.
One of the pictures, the one with my sexay lip stud, is from last year. Just felt like reliving the Triple Threat for abit. (;

Our late night accomplishments.
From microwave cooking mac&cheese, to washing and stacking the dishes, to writing a letter to Siti, basking in our glory, of cleanliness, that is.
The note reads ;
Dear Siti,
Kita sudah cuci semua pinggan & mangkuk & cawan & sudu & garfu & pisau.
BE PROUD !
Sudah hampir satu tahun saya tidak cuci apa-apa. Saya sangat bangga, so Siti kena bangga juga.
xoxoxo, Michelle.

Siti !
Kami sangat rajin, sih. I laff you.
xxx, Manda.


Backtracking again to two trips ago, back in the old house.
This, was while waiting for the golden oldies to come get Chello so she could go back to Pussytown. Rawr. (;

And this, was this trip. When we got bored in the middle of the night, we decided to dress up and take pictures. Cos we hott like that, yo.
Then, Momma wanted to go car shopping. Cos evidently, we need a new car as the one we're using now, isn't enough space, with our thunder thighs, and JLo bums. (:
So while Mother was off looking at the cars, Chello and I decided to have our own fun, and try out all the cars. Blabbed about what cars we want, and what we're gonna do when we actually can drive (legally). We've both come to the conclusion that we'll probably never be home. Foreal.
Mother was listening so she told us to move out straight away. Not exactly comforting, my Mother. Tsk.

Well, there's bound to be more pictures hidden in the depths of my stupid lil machine right here, so as soon as I find em, and get the rest of the pictures from Chello, they'll be right up here on my blog. (;

mm, hey.

I like That 70's Show.
Oh, and I miss Chello and Chloe.

Chloe called today.Talked for about an hour about all the random shit that's been going down here, and our very unhealthy plans for when she gets down. Can't wait babe, ily.
Anywhoo, my Bitchy Woman refuses to take my calls, which is highly infuriating. Grr.
*goes all vampire on your ass.
I hear you're coming back on Monday, which leads me back to my initial point of you going home being totally pointless.

Oh, Darren, you totally made my day.
You're the only one who has loved me today !
*hugs.

;; he tastes like you but sweeter.

Men are incapable of being decent.

Carl, have you never heard the term "Don't speak ill of the dead."
Grow up la honey.
I'm laughing at your feeble attempts at insulting me. (:

Okay, since I'm done with the angry ramblings, I'm going to get around to something I've been wanting to do for awhile now.

I like kids. I want a kid. Now.
Who wants to make me a kid ? (:

Namisha.
Okay, not exactly a baby. But still, I think she's cuuute.

Baby Sarah.
I love this baby. She's gorge, I swear.

Timothy. Ty.
My very own T.I.
Bugger off.

Shanice. (:

Meet Stinky.
This kid, is the devil in disguise.
Adorable nonetheless.

Aidan.
I like how he's toothless.

Dodo bird :D
She's got stunning blue eyes.

Nishan.
Bound to break countless hearts when he's older.

And the newest edition to the family;
John Colin Holloway.
Beyond gorgeous, and he doesn't cry !
He sleeps, and he plays with his milk.
And he smells better than alot of babies.

Okay, make me a baby !And to top the post off, Chello, Sasa and I when we were younger, and alot less trouble.
As you can tell, we've been inseparable since we could walk, and I love them two with all my heart. Missing you, Chello. Come home to me soon, mmkay ? <3
The bottom picture, is one of me dancing. I used to like it even as a kid.
I used to dance around the kitchen with Mama, and Papa used to twirl me around the hall.
Yes, I'm feeling a tad nostalgic.

;; And all of the noise,
I am silence.
We already know how it ends tonight,
You run in the dark through a firefight.
And I would explode just to save your life,
Yeah I would explode.

p/s ; those photos still make me sad.

I think you are a total and utter selfish prick.
How can you honestly say that you've done so much for us and we do nothing for you ?
Complete utter bollocks.

You're a selfish bastard who doesn't even deserve a minute of our time, and it's pathetic.
Loving doting father who made one too many mistakes ?
You are a pathetic excuse for a human being, and I'm sick of having to tolerate your cock and fucking bull. I don't need this from you, of all people in the goddamn world. Why ?
Simply because you have never fucking been around.
I am so sick of having to put up with all your bullshit, and never getting anything in return.
I am so sick of making up excuses for your absence all those years.
What the fuck made you think we need you here now.

After everything you've put me through, you really think I'm going to allow you to do more damage ?
You're so wrong, it's not even funny.
We've got along fine, without you even.
We're much better off without you.
Have you not realised that yet ?
Look how far we've come without having any influence from you in our lives.

HI ASH.
I bet you miss me like I miss you aye.

You are now my other lover.
Next to Chello. :D
Since she's gone, you shall take her place.
Forever and ever amen.

Mad lovin by the broken hearted.

mm, hey.

So, my Bitchy Woman left.
I'm sad and lonely.
Anywhoo, I will get back to wallowing in self pity in abit, just after I've finished our corset lovin update.
Mmhmm, I'm so diggin that shit.

As you all know, we bum at midvalley as if we live there, sad as we are, we do manage to find ways to amuse ourselves. As per se, push ourselves around in trolleys, giggle our way to free stuff (though that hasn't happened yet), and drink ourself silly at Italiannies.
Ah, yes.
But this time, was different, it involved alot more obscenities.
Decided to try on corsets and very sexy looking overtheshoulderboulders all around the place, which is exactly what we did.
It was pretty damn amusing, really. You had to be there.

;; she thinks I'm crazy,
judging by the faces that she's making,
and I think she's pretty,
but pretty's just part of the things she does that amaze me.
she calls me sweetheart,
I love the way she wakes up when its still dark,
and she watches the sun,
and shes your moon,
and my heart is yours.

mm, hello lovers.

I've got a shitload of pictures that contain alot more obscenities than legal to upload. (;
Will get to it the minute I'm home from dinner.
Oh, Chinia's leaving.
I hate people.

xxx.