Fastest way to prepare to work in the morning. ( 5 min) funny!

This is just too hillarious. Thanks to CY.

Good one!!

Rainbow after the rain

I saw a huge rainbow today. ^^

Really happy about it.

Somehow, every time i saw rainbow, my day is being cheered.

If this were coincidence, I would say thanks to the rainbow to appear every time I’m sad. ^^

Rainbow appears to add some meanings in the life which happens to be black and white.

I’m glad that today, I saw another rainbow.

 

-pclee-

have you ever…

Have you ever feel bored till the extend where you started to search your own name through google search??

I tried it today. Facinating. Yet dumb. The most result i saw for pay chee, is the following:

1) Tadika pay chee

2) Sekolah Rendah Kebangsaan Cina, Pay Chee (Tampin)

3) Sekolah Menengah Pay Chee, (Melaka)

Im like=.=

What is that=.= sweat ahhhhhhhhhh…

Anyway.. I feel damn.. bored today.. /.\

Updates

Went London last Sunday. Few funny and comparative pictures to share.

This shop sells Malaysian and Singapore food. But look at the name. The boss must be a lamer=.= (kiasu = takut kalah) We’re like.. sweat =.=lll

And then , lets compare the price with Malaysia.

If you will to convert it. One ice kacang cost you RM30. Whereas in Malaysia, RM1 you can still get back some change. =.=

Then, look at the otak otak=.= is actually 4 pounds 90 pence. To be precise, RM24 for 2 pieces of otak otak.. =.=

In Msia, its RM 0.40 (look below) for 1 piece. In Short, 10 pence for 2 pieces.

Continue – Saw the price for rambutan?? 22.5 pounds per kg. In msia, when you went pasar malam, you will hear people shouting, Mari mari, 3 ringgit se kilo 3 ringgit sekilo=.= and no one will go n buy it cuz is too expensive. Here, a kilo cost you RM120.=.=

And note : they wrote, class 1 rambutan, but look into the picture. These kind of rambutan will usually be thrown aside on the road=.=

Yes.. there are more shocking stuff here.. lol.. Im hungry.. i wanna go back.. =.=

Okay.. I admit I am emo today. Just today.

Flash back the times we had together. Despite studying in diff college, I never feel the hassles travelling around from taking a cab when I have no car to driving to Monash, just for a lunch. Just to meet you both. Never a word of grumble. However, thinking back today, why I am the one travelling around? Did you guys just realize that you both never visit me in Taylors? When I am all alone in that freggin lonely place.

One year over. One in Aussie. One in PJ. Whenever you call from Aussie, besides telling me guys. What else you will tell me? Despite the fact that I misses you so much. For PJ, the 1st time I took a bus. A bus to a place where I don’t even know where is that. Skipping classes just to chase to give you a lovely birthday wishes and present. Sorry for me to have such a ‘surprise’ when you are having lunch with your boy and friends. I waited for 3 hours. And I saw you for 3 minutes.

I did not request for any returns, as long as you guys are happy. That’s my main concern. Then why grumble here today? After so long?? Cuz I realize, no matter how much I misses you guys here. A lot. Everyday. Regret that I could not celebrate your birthday this year that you said your birthday is so different this year. But the problem is… I never hear from you since i came UK, besides the times when I smsed you. Not even a notice whether you have received my card. Leaving me here, telling my self there must  be some problem with the post man. But hearing from someone else that you have received the card. And I didn’t even know you are going to continue your studies in Aus.

I am grumbling here today. Cuz I misses you both. But never say it out. The next time we 4 can meet , is N years later. I am tired to take the initiative to keep the conversation on. Did you guys realize.. how long we did not have a proper pillow talk?

Perhaps I demand too much. Just some words of my own. Nothing much.

Tears means nothing......Smile either

I will try my best to be a good friend. Not making anyone angry. Sorry for my shallow words.

Dear diary( or shud I name it blogy) I am tired. Why the word constant exist when it hardly happen..........................................

人字容易，做人难。

说话的技巧。。。也很难。。

Upside down, Inside out

It’s 6.30am at UK now, and I’m awake, blogging.

Recently, most of the things are not on the right track.

I am out of motivation in doing anything. Not even talking.

Reasons: Unknown. Probably i misses those in the other side of the earth a lot lately. I really do.

Anyway, same old words, life goes on. Despite the fact that I am not happy with many things. Not happy with wallet being stole, not happy with people showing off, not happy with people’s irony and humiliations, not happy with my housemates, not happy with this and that, but who cares right? There are worse times. =) cheers.

What talking me? I don’t know. Lol. Okay, forget about sad case. Lets see, happy things? Erm, I still get to talk to those in the other side, I can still grumble a little to my buddies, I can still watch the sun rise, I received a brand new wallet from friends in Bristol ( Special thanks to people from 660 and the neighbour opposite 660), I received a monkey toy from 660 middle room, I received a brand new watch and toys from Msia ^^ , and so on.

So, it balance up i guess. But i really wanted to hang out with my own ‘informal group’. Being a parasite in other people’s group isn’t fun. Every night I misses my cousin and my besties so much. Hoping that we can study and fooling around together. (“,) anyway.. I believe morally we are doing it. supporting each other. ^^

Si lang hoor has been complaining bout his account studies bla bla bla now. U can do it bro. ^^

Being able to chat with u guys every day really cheers me up. Thanks. =)

-lpc-

This entry is an unknown

I blog to express my feelings.

I blog because I feel that I wanna blog.

I blog whenever I feel sad.

But sad is not emo.

I blog because I am pissed!!!!!

Faker Faker Fakersssssssss around!!!!!

yucksss.. puik.. curse u.. puik puik puik…

77  many seventy seven..

Where are all my lucksss????????? grrrrhhhhh…

Wanna cry d larhhhh! sienzzz fuck…

to all the xiu yan.. these are for u.. hekkkkk

“打你个小人头，等你成事冇出头”；“打你个小人手，到你有钱唔识收”；“打你个小人肚，等你日日俾人告，厄运行到老”；打你个小人喉，等你呼吸唔畅顺，肺痨兼中风”

omitofo.. god bless u.. .\,/.

Where is all my luck? sighhhh

Supposingly, after finishing all my assignments, I should be happy.

Throwing a party in my house should not be a chaos for me. But what happen is, among us, there is this some bitch who stole my wallet and my coins.

As a friends, should it be this way? Don't she feel ashamed ? I now feel damn difficult to face her. In fact, don't even wanna see her face. This side, she is borrowing money everywhere, or maybe, even stole my money, and there, she is buying branded stuff. Two big bad it seems. At this moment I just feel like cursing her.

Money is one thing. Memories is another thing. My wallet is a gift I gave my self to encourage my self from living alone in this strange place. Inside the wallet there are many sticker pics that I love the most. There is a picture of me and my besties. There are few prayer things that I need to accompany me every night . There is my student id. There are loads of memories. But just because of money, you rip everything from me. Not even leaving my coins alone.

You say you are sad that I did that to you. Well I did checked everyone. You say friends need trust. You make me bitten by guilt at that moment. But do you feel the shame in you??? Is this what you parents teach you? To be a thief? You used to asked me to give you a pair of keys of my room. I am glad that I did not do so.

Now, I am asking my self, should I move out from this house since you are coming in next year. At the same time, I am asking my self, why must I do so? I am not the one who did the wrong thing. From the bottom of my heart, at this moment, I really hate you like how I hate pei wen.  This is my space, a place for me to shout out my feelings. No point from lying to you. YES, I SUSPECT YOU. or perhaps, with all the current evidences I have, I AM SURE YOU ARE THE ONE!!!

If you are reading this, do you remember you asked me just let you know if I need help. YES. PLEASE RETURN MY WALLET AND MONEY TO ME!!!!!!!!!! YOU BITCH. Or maybe, you can take that fucking money, just give me back my wallet full with memories! I do not care who you wanna complain your "sadness" to , you wanna ask you super rich dad to kill me or you dear boy friend to do whatever, I DONT GIVE A DAMN. This is the first time I feel I am so unlucky to have a friend.

Is not about money you know, is about how you treat your friend. Is about how you lie to your friends. Is about how you betray me. I really don't feel like seeing you anymore. I do not have any evidence. Therefore I can't confront these to you face to face. You win. Are you happy with your branded stuffs? If you are, congrats. As you are no longer been qualified as a human. U are insane and worse than a beast. When you start spending with other people's money, think of how hard people's parents earn the money. Unlike construction, they rip money from bribery and innocent poor peeps who pay for the taxes and expecting a good quality buildings, not tofu buildings who ripped of thousands of life when there are disasters. We have hard earn money, not easy money. Use your brain if you have one.

DISSAPOINTED.  and I really hate being alone. I wanna go home. /.\