How to ditch a guy in 10 days.
I was chatting with Beng over the MSN just now regarding a serious matter I'm having in China.
After quite a long discussion, he finally came up with this brilliant idea.
"Aiyo, then you ma FFK him lo. A BIG aeroplane.", he continued, "late already, tell him 'on the way'."
"After one hour, you showed up and say, 'I'M JUST IN TIME!' ".
Repeat the above action for 5 ~ 10 dates.
How to ditch a guy in 10 days.
LMAO! Malaysia timing is good after all.
Saturday, September 05, 2009
Can Anyone Get This Prince Charming Out Of My Life?
Dear God,
I know how much I had complaint that I'm so lonely in China, this and that but, this time, please get him out of my life. Thank you.
Yours sincerely,
Buttercup @ China
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Here's the story:
Earlier this week, this particular teenager came into my life, in China. He's name is Tang and he's 21. I have to say, he's looking not too bad if you girls are interested BUT ain't gonna take his pictures.
Let's continue. He is also into photography and I was thinking, "Thank God, finally he sent somebody to me!". I was happy that finally I get to do something with someone. But things don't go as what I thought it would be.
This Tang Jr, also happened to be the son of Tang Sr, one of my suppliers. Tang Sr tried very hard to get me to have dinner with him, drink beer and everything and you see, those are not of my favourite. The son stepped in.
Initially, I thought, "Fineeeeeee, once or twice a week is okay. Good to have somebody to play with". Wrong wrong WRONG. Every morning I go for my badminton with my other suppliers, Tang Jr followed. I leave, he leave. I go he go.
I wonder, if I jump, will he?
And not only that, OMFFFFFFFFFFG, he's even gonna bug me on my only rest day, Sundaysssss. Fuck that! Seriously. Not ONLY that, he even bugged me during my office hours. That's too much liao, rite?
I know, people like him cannot be chased away. They had to be made to leave on their own and that's MY PLAN from now on. I'm going to let him bug me, and I'll do ALOT of boring stuffs, and I'll see how long he can lasts. I just can't stand it you know, when people took my ONLY Sundays off from my entire week.
I mean, come on! I only have 52 Sundays and you want to take all of them from me, hell No! Ambik sepuluh sen dan main jauh-jauh!
I know I'm bad, but I need time on my own sometimes. I had to be mean. I had show signs to you many times Tang Jr, but you just don't get it. Don't blame me.
Get out from my life! Kthxbye.
p/s: FUCK! Just when I about to press "Publish Post", his dad called, "Can you please come to my house and help me to install the printer ar? I don't know how to install." WTF man! Cibai! It's fucking 9.23pm already and you still want me to climb up and down the stairs for what fuck!? It's not like just 2 or 3 storeys! It's freakin' 20 over storeys if I calculate altogether. On foot! No lift! FML. No, FT(heir)L. God's testing my patience. Amitabha.
I know how much I had complaint that I'm so lonely in China, this and that but, this time, please get him out of my life. Thank you.
Yours sincerely,
Buttercup @ China
***************************************
Here's the story:
Earlier this week, this particular teenager came into my life, in China. He's name is Tang and he's 21. I have to say, he's looking not too bad if you girls are interested BUT ain't gonna take his pictures.
Let's continue. He is also into photography and I was thinking, "Thank God, finally he sent somebody to me!". I was happy that finally I get to do something with someone. But things don't go as what I thought it would be.
This Tang Jr, also happened to be the son of Tang Sr, one of my suppliers. Tang Sr tried very hard to get me to have dinner with him, drink beer and everything and you see, those are not of my favourite. The son stepped in.
Initially, I thought, "Fineeeeeee, once or twice a week is okay. Good to have somebody to play with". Wrong wrong WRONG. Every morning I go for my badminton with my other suppliers, Tang Jr followed. I leave, he leave. I go he go.
I wonder, if I jump, will he?
And not only that, OMFFFFFFFFFFG, he's even gonna bug me on my only rest day, Sundaysssss. Fuck that! Seriously. Not ONLY that, he even bugged me during my office hours. That's too much liao, rite?
I know, people like him cannot be chased away. They had to be made to leave on their own and that's MY PLAN from now on. I'm going to let him bug me, and I'll do ALOT of boring stuffs, and I'll see how long he can lasts. I just can't stand it you know, when people took my ONLY Sundays off from my entire week.
I mean, come on! I only have 52 Sundays and you want to take all of them from me, hell No! Ambik sepuluh sen dan main jauh-jauh!
I know I'm bad, but I need time on my own sometimes. I had to be mean. I had show signs to you many times Tang Jr, but you just don't get it. Don't blame me.
Get out from my life! Kthxbye.
p/s: FUCK! Just when I about to press "Publish Post", his dad called, "Can you please come to my house and help me to install the printer ar? I don't know how to install." WTF man! Cibai! It's fucking 9.23pm already and you still want me to climb up and down the stairs for what fuck!? It's not like just 2 or 3 storeys! It's freakin' 20 over storeys if I calculate altogether. On foot! No lift! FML. No, FT(heir)L. God's testing my patience. Amitabha.
Friday, September 04, 2009
6 Things I Can't Live Without
Got this vtag from Esther. First time doing this and err... I'm camera shy la. Not good. I prefer public speaking compared to this. HAHAHA!
I'm tagging Gorilla, JunXue, Linda & JJ!
I'm tagging Gorilla, JunXue, Linda & JJ!
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Funny Toilet Signs
Not too long ago, I went to one of the most expensive restaurant in town with suppliers and had dinner. To tell the truth, not nice, and damn expensive.
But, here's a few interesting pictures to share with you guys.
Then I went to the toilet, and I saw a few signs... These were sticked at the wall directly above the toiletbowl.
Still waiting to see if I can find something else that's interesting.
I heard many people will pray in these few days in conjunction of Hungry Ghost Festival. Let's see if I got time to shoot something.
But, here's a few interesting pictures to share with you guys.
Cobra, anyone?
Then I went to the toilet, and I saw a few signs... These were sticked at the wall directly above the toiletbowl.
Still waiting to see if I can find something else that's interesting.
I heard many people will pray in these few days in conjunction of Hungry Ghost Festival. Let's see if I got time to shoot something.
English Is Really Difficult.... For Some
I saw this in the email and, here it is:
*According to that email, it was a true story from the J_____ Embassy.*
A few days ago, Prime Minister Mori was given some Basic English conversation training before he visits Washington and meets President Barack Obama...
The instructor told PM Mori, "When you shake hand with President Barack Obama, please say 'How are you'. Then Mr. Obama will should say, 'I am fine, and you?'. Now, you should say 'Me too'. Afterwards, we the translators will do the work for you."
PM Mori met President Obama.
He mistakenly said "Who are you?"
President Obama was a bit shocked but still managed to react with humour, "Well, I'm Michelle's husband, HA-HA".
PM Mori: "Me too! HA-HA!"
Then there was a long silence in the meeting room.
*According to that email, it was a true story from the J_____ Embassy.*
A few days ago, Prime Minister Mori was given some Basic English conversation training before he visits Washington and meets President Barack Obama...
The instructor told PM Mori, "When you shake hand with President Barack Obama, please say 'How are you'. Then Mr. Obama will should say, 'I am fine, and you?'. Now, you should say 'Me too'. Afterwards, we the translators will do the work for you."
PM Mori met President Obama.
He mistakenly said "Who are you?"
President Obama was a bit shocked but still managed to react with humour, "Well, I'm Michelle's husband, HA-HA".
PM Mori: "Me too! HA-HA!"
Then there was a long silence in the meeting room.
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