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update!! [i bet you're darn happy to see me finally updating eh dil?!]

i apologize for my long disappearance from the blogosphere. i've been busy and just too darn lazy to tell the un-important people of this un-important world the un-important details of my un-important existance. and by saying the above, i'm breaking one of the important rules of dill's blogging codes. and i quote, 'write about happy and fun stuff so that people will read'. but i dont fucking care. it's stupid writing about bubblily annoying stuff, just to increase your viewership, and see the number box thing on the bottom of your blog page leap like ticks. [i didnt say frogs cuz ticks leap godknows how many hundred times their body length, which i find quite cool]

but anyway. school's started and it's been pretty great and hectic and crazy and bloody boring and fun and tiring and rather lovely. there's nothing much to say about school besides how i have found a chick who eats as much as me [YIPPEE] and has the same taste in food. :D also how much im enjoying muay thai - thai kickboxing - with my tuesdays spent beating up sarah. i shant bitch about un-important stuff like projects and tough assignments, because merely talking about them consumes too much of my precious energy, of which im definitely lacking.

AUNTY LINDA AND UNCLE FRANK ARE BACK IN SGP! for those who dont know, [i know sean knows. hullo sean] linda's my mom's close friend who's from texas, and used to live here. her husband's over 2m's tall. but thats not the point. they bought EXTRA LARGE REESE'S PEANUT BUTTER CUPS! yeee haw! and this netted top for me, and a necklace and a pair of matching earrings too. which i thought was really sweet. they stay in atlanta now and i wanna goooooooooo! the CNN headquarters is there. they have deer in their back yard and kittens that look like stuffed toys and apple and peach trees and grape vines in their backyard.

parents back from newyork/boston/montreal. dad spoilt his video cam filming the niagra falls, so he bought himself a cybershot. nofff air! but they bought loads of stuff home. like, danier leather coats and bags, guess clothes, gap for kim, VICTORIA SECRETS body spray (what an anticlimax) and i cant believe how my mom didnt buy any lingerie back, not even for herself!! they got me a coach wallet too! from saks i think. mom's STILL spraying the leather protector on it, thinking i'll spoilt it, which i most probably would, if i stuffed it in my jumanji of a bag.

anyway. my main aim for blogging today. is because i wanted to complain about the sick bastards in singapore. and about the dongs.
1. late 30's man with leathered face and growing out facial hair leaning on my arm in bus. constantly. i moved inwards, and his arm follows. he finally moves to the back. lady sitting in the inner seat gets off, i move in, thinking he's gone. but no, he sits next to me. and already, he's crossing the halfway line. i hold my position while his thigh transfers heat to me THROUGH CONDUCTION. fine, i move in a little more, just in case he needs more space. he moves in and leans his fucking thigh and arm on mine. i say 'fuck' get out and spent the rest of my trip glaring at that fucking coward's face and making sure everyone else knows why i got out of the seat.
2. i get on at interchange. plenty of seats. and some fucker grins at me and plomps his ass beside me. WHEN THERE'S AT LEAST 2 OTHER ROWSEATS EMPTY. like, the one directly across the aisle from me. anyone could see the exclamation and question marks forming above my head. for a minute, i panicked, i thought it was that china guy stalker back from playing para para at AMK central while waiting for my friends to go find him and beat him up. but it wasnt. so i moved across the aisle, sat down, turned around and talked to some guys behind me about the weirdo and settle back contentedly in my seat and ignored the fucking stares from the wanker. like what the fuck. stupid cocky shithead.

PLUS, i was decently dressed. PLUS PLUS PLUS, i havent gone for some plastic surgery to make my horrid face look any better. i swear, people are getting more and more desperate. fucking hell. i wasnt really disgusted, nor did i go home traumatised and then went to scrub myself 5 times with a hard bristled loofah to get rid of all the dirtiness and disgust blah blah.

i was and AM PISSED that fuckers like that get away with the sick things they do on innocent and stupid girls who cant stand up for themselves. i couldnt do anything, becuase i didnt allow them to start anything with me. what got my blood boiling was the fact thast so many girls are too embarrassed or too shy or too fucking scared to do anything about those fucking wankers who i hope never manage to obtain an orgasm thus leaving them in the constant state of sexual and physical frustration. FOREVER AND EVER. amen. and then maybe his dick rots because of all the stress and dry friction he puts on it to try attempt a release, and then it becomes bloody and then septic and then gangrene sets in. HUR.

i mean, most girls are too scared to get up and move away because of how the other passengers or whatever will look at them, so those pussies just stay there and put up with the act. maybe next time, i should just stay there and once that ass crosses the line, bam, i'll land his fucking ass in jail.

next, there's dongs. which are human's with swinging dongs. meaning guys. guys in singapore in particular. guys my age to be exact. GOD, i fucking hate them. well, maybe hate's too strong a word. more like, they're just so immature, obsessed with themselves, plain stupid and pampered. oh, and especially the chinese. god, how i hate them. i mean, whatever. emotionally, im not attracted to them. because they're all so young and kiddish. but i mean, they're so petty. once you tell them something striaght to their face, something that displeases them, they get all upset and emotional and hurt and they dont talk to you anymore. fucking wimps i tell you. [pee-ass lover, this is not about you.]

and then, they think they're all so macho and cool and matured, but actually, they're just stupid. they cant do things on their own. they're scared to take risks. they'd rather sit on their white and flat asses and whinge and whine from the sidelines. it's such a turn off, it's disgusting. it's so stupid how i once thought i was dependent on them, or whoever the latest him was. now i dont fucking care. im coming off a bit too strongly, and that's not how i feel. i mean, they're nice as friends, some. but now, i dont care about whether they're too huffy puffed over my comments [which i think is direct but not cutting]. and even the older guys in singapore. they're all so wHORety torty about themselves. like 'hey im an older guy, isnt that cool!' like a bloody so what. you're older, you have a salary (measly might i add, but im not one about money), you pretend like you have class and think you're a pretty galant sight to behold, but inside you've got a myopic point of view still and dont give way on roads and at the bus stops, you fucking rush past the queue to get onto the bus, they let doors slam into the faces of those behind them. they think they're the james bond of singapore, but they're a plain auntie through and through, just like their mothers. fuck, i cant stand them. it's back to the boy's have cooties days. and im quite proud to say so. i mean, really, they're so annoying! its lovely to be independent, and girl friends are the greatest friends. : )) im not swearing off guys completely. there are of course, older older guys, who arent from singapore who exist.

singapore guys, go back and suckle on your mother's nipples fingers toes whatever. SO annoying, and im SO exasperated.


to mother of mischa barton pilar seow le xuan - thanks for tagging older entry just as i update. i wanna be godma!