Shitty Pondan

I went to Midvalley! I had a blast except that I broke my personal record of not buying anything at all. I saw so many things, but suppose I was abit stressed to look for Christmas prezzies for my cousins on behalf of my grandmother which has to be within the budget and to be something that is pleasing to the eyes of an elderly woman. I wish I could talk about how I found those clothes but I have something more juicy to share with you.
I fought with a pondan.
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Fine, I argued with him. Tell you the whole thing.

Scene: At McD, MidValley Megamall
Aunt Ai Ean was waiting for her orders which she placed at counter 1.
Aunt Ai Tee and Christine (cuzzie)were ordering food at counter 2.
Pondan lining behind Aunt Ai Ean.

Pondan: Like, is this fast food or SLOW food?

*we ignored him*
*Aunt Ai Ean finally got her food after the EXTREAMLY SLOW SERVICE and took her tray to our seat*

Pondan looking at Aunt Ai Ean and said "Like, how long did it take for you to order a simple meal? Gawsh~"

Aunt Ai Ean was too dumbfound to say anything. He was directing at her because he was looking at her. If he was looking at her but didn't direct to her, woouldn't he say something about the poor service like "How long did they take to order your food?".

Me, standing behind Aunt Ai Tee and Christine saw and heard the whole thing and said
"SOME people are just so impatient."
Mind you, I wasn't looking at him, but at my aunt's hair. He was on my left. I was looking straight.

Perasan pondan said "Like, what's your problem?"
Me:What problem?
Pondan came nearer: WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?!
I went nearer(not exaggerating): DO I HAVE A PROBLEM?!
Pondan came closer to my face.
I Glared at him. Christine came in between us to stop the fight.

I seriously was so close to that pondan's stinking face that I could punch his nose off his stinking shitface.
Then Aunt Ai Tee came in between us. And I stopped.

Pondan kept on blahing like an old aunty about not having education: Like, you so don't have any educations at all. Uneducated

If it wasn't for my aunt, I would have said "If you had SO MUSH education, you wouldn't be using the four letter word"

Then the manager came to out table and asked me what happened. Me, still fuming with anger, "Orang itu, he caci my aunt tau? Takkan u want me to diam aje and agree dengan dia with his stupid remarks, right? Of course lah I bite back!"

Then he said, "Dia ini, regular customer, selalu buat hal punyer. So lain kali, jika kamu dengar dia kata apa-apa, biarkan aje. Walaubagaimanapun, sori, ye?"



All of the above were and is true. No exaggeration.


Gonna watch who's eliminated in Project Runway this episode.

Outtie!

Blahed

It happened so fast. The week it all happened, I don't know about you, but my watch seemed to tick 50% slower.
I made a list:
a)BM
b)English
c)Sejarah
d)modern maths
e)EST
f)Literature in English
g)Add Maths
h)Fizik
i) Kimia
j)Moral
k)Biology

Oh ya! I'm in the second batch for national service!
1st batchers(1st of January-11th of March 2007):
-Pik Wah
-Pamela
-Catherine
-Tham

2nd batchers(18th of March-9th of June 2007)
-Yours truly, Chloe
-Cacing=Wormie=Eng Ching
-Shu Leen
-Stephanie

3rd batchers
-Wong
-Nicholas aka Nicky

Other People Who Got Chosen But I Dunno What Batch:
-Pek kee
-Mei Yee
-Tuck Mei
-Cha She

Blogging isn't fun if you write them on a piece of paper then typing them all over again. It's nicer when stuff that comes out from my mind is impromtu. Just type whatever i think. If my mind works fast, then type fast, and vice versa.

I'm currently chatting with a friend who's in college. I've learnt from him that the outside world isn't as friendly as I thought it would be.

it's 5 something am and i better catch some sleep. Got to wake up at 8.30 later. Will be going to Midvalley.



Outtie!

I'm A Sadist, Muahahahaha!!!

I'm a sadist. I hate to see her laugh. Her voice and laughter pierces through my ears. Told you I'm a saidst. She laughs at everything under the roof(or tv). She squeals when there's a cute guy on tv, she laughs when somebody does something stupid. She laughs at everything not funny.

I tried testing her by laughing at something I find boring like maybe a scene where a husband and wife were talking. When there was a shjort pause in between the conversation, I suddenly burst out with joyful laughter thinking she would follow too.
She did. Except that she stared at me, then only started laughing when the wife mentioned the first word.

What the~? Not funny also...

When I find something funny on tv, I laugh. But her laughter was MUCH louder than mine until I had to laugh louder in order to hear myself laugh. In the midst of our 'happy' laughter, I wonder whether my last two seconds of laughter was genuine or was I just making a whole lot of noise, there fore making me miserable because I don't know if I had a good laugh or or was it all fake to cover her voice. I feel misearable.

I'm two faced. I just went out to ask her if she had breakfast in a sweet tone. She didn't. Lunch? Only three pieces of bread at 4pm. Liar, She said tht she wanted to eat instant noodles, but she didn't. She QUICKLY made me a packet of instant noodles for me. I, who just came back from school after 3 SPM papers gobbled it up because, of course, SPM is pretty stressful. That's not my point.
The point is that she's on a bloody diet and fell sick because she isn't feeding herself, instead, she's FATTENING me up! She's making me eat lots and lots of food so that she can be thinner than me.

Guess what, she skipped dinner. Yup. Why? Let me answer this. SHE'S ON A DIET!!!
I have a confession to make later.
I hate it when she said that she'll be eating then change her mind 2 hours later and end up not eating.

My confession:
Ok, I'm jealous that she can go on a diet and I can't because I can't risk myself falling sick during SPM. At least I admit my jealousy and not bark at my friends for no apparent reason just because they get to go overseas and I couldn't.

After typing this, I feel like a bitch.
Please, please, pleeeaaaassssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee don't tell me I'm turning into that 'L'.

Loser?

Liar?

Rumour spreader?

Nah...





Outtie!

Worthless Post

Currently typing from the cyber cafe again.

Having a blank mind, so forgive me if this is a two sentence post.

I Wanna Find My Solace

Sorry people, was a little late updating you about me and all about me and my life.

It’s official. My paternal grandmother passed away on the 11th of August 2006, exactly two weeks before her birthday. My dad and I went were weren’t used to her not being around and it was pretty hard for us but I would like to thank everyone who were there supporting us throughout these times in terms of financial and moral support.
Thank you, daddy's side of the family, thank you, mummy's side of the family, thank you church members, and thank you friends for all you have done for us before, during and after the funeral.

I screamed over the phone at my dad that I didn't want to talk to him anymore and wept in my room. Felt weak and fell backwards. Thank goodness I was sitting on the bed. Goodness knows where my head would land if it wasn't for my new pink and purple comforter set. What I said to him hurt me so bad, I can't imagine how my dad is feeling now. After telling a couple of friends about it, I thought it was pretty stupid of me to do so. Daddy supposed to be home by now. I feel so guilty for saying that to him.
Long story on how that started. I don't want 2 talk about it for the time being. Please don't ask me about it.
HE'S BACK!
Nope, false alarm. It's just the neighbour.

School reopens tomorrow after a week of holiday, then trials start, then the beginning of the long feared SPM. I dread the thought and sight of the spiteful 'THREE LETTER WORD'.

I've got my room painted sweet pink and lilac, same colour on 2 of the 4 walls. Whee~!

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Don't ask me why I typed the 7 and 3 plusses. I've gone a little whacked in the head. I wish I was brave enough to do what I did to others.

I think I better log off now before I spam my place. Nitez people.

Chloe, logging out.

You... Who Meant Alot To Me

Here is the poem I promised you when I was at the cybercafe:

You...Who Meant Alot To Me.
You've been with me for 5 years,
We've gone through thick and thin;
Many times in you I shed my tears,
Now I feel like you're under my skin.

In you I found trouble,
In you I found my pride;
Let me say this without a mumble,
Thank you for being there when I cried.

A yellow stain on your body,
I caused in the year 2002;
I apologize, I'm really sorry,
I hope the teachers didn't have a clue!

You owned the science labs,
You owned the classrooms;
The juniors looked like hermit crabs,
When the seniors swept them like brooms.

I'll be back,
You wait and see;
Just to visit you,
Well, maybe.

Thank you, I'm now not the same,
With all my pride I will create;
The very best of your name,
My beloved SMK USJ 8!

Written by
Chloe Yong
5Bestari

Inspired by Pride


How was it? Comments please... I owe you people another poem titled 'Let Go'.
By the way, this poem WAS inspired by a Japanese drama-Pride which I'm soooooo addicted to. I was watching the drama when I decided to write this poem, henceforth the inspiration.

In case you were wondering what was the 'yellow stain' in the third stanza, well, it all began when I was in form 1, we had to paint this Jalur Gemilang and hang it over the corridoors and the flag my class painted was to be hung near the stairs at block D.
The next day when I returned to school, to my horror, the yellow paint from the star and cresent came off and stained the wall which still can be seen from the tapak perhimpunan thanks to the short time we had and dumb shops who didn't sell yellow fabric paint so I had to buy Buncho-watercolour instead. Malunye~

~Chloe~

My Musical

Heyz, it's me again. Two posts in a day. How good can I get?

I'm at the cybercafe to check, double check and triple check if I really got chosen for the national service programme, you know, just in case they made a mistake or something. Seriously speaking, I'm not really keen on sharing toilets, or room with strangers, nor would I want to be away away from home for so long. Imagine what will happen to my MSN account, my Friendster account, and worse of all, my blog! No tv, no TVB drama, no internet, no source of communication, the list gets longer the more I think of it.

As far as I know, Pik Wah, Pamela, Shu Leen, Catherine kena. That's already 5 of us from the same class who are randomly chosen. Wonder who else kena.

I sooo addicted to High School Musical though Jin thinks that "it's just like any other average American teen movie songs which I've heard a million times". He prefers Utada Hikaru and his new favourite band 'Within Temptation'.
High School Musical is a teenage movie, only it's a musical. That's what makes it special. I like the songs
Start Of Something New,
When There Was Me And You,
What I've Been Looking For,
Breaking Free, and
We're All In This Together.

I've got a house helper now. She came in May. She's kinda cool and all because she watches TVB dramas too, and even likes Raymond and Ron. It was fun at first, but I got so irritated when she starts screaming when she sees them on telly. I stared at her in disgust. Not because she's drooling over MY guys, but HELLO...??? That scream was supposed to be MY line. Dahlah stael my guys, she wanna steal my line pulak. Then when I began to tergiller-gillerkan High School Musical, she pulak beria-ria rush to the telly just because the advertistments of HSM is on. I DID that!!! Now she's copying me! All in all, she's cool and all. A person whom I share my likes and dislikes with, a person who cares about my sickly grandmother.

The cybercafe mouse and keyboards aren't clean. There's this man sitting beside me is crossing his legs and rubbing his feet with his hands then the hands went to the mouse and started clicking, clicking, clicking. I hope he's not reading what I'm typing. Yes, Mr Rub-Feet-With-Hands-Then-Touch-The-Cybercafe-Mouse, I know, I understand it's cold here. My fingers are numb too. I shall stop criticizing people just in case he 'giraffe's over to my screen.

Have you ever come across leng chais going out on dates with non leng luis? Or vice versa? I have. Many times. And why must people talk behind their backs? Must leng chais always be with leng luis? Can't couples be happy and live a happy life with each other without people gossiping about them? Couples look good together no matter how they look if they love each other. I believe Lam Fung and I look perfectly good together. No?

"I thought you were my fairytale,
my dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star that's coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confuzed my feelings with the truth
Because I liked the view
When there was me and you"
-Gabriella Montez,
When There Was Me And You
High School Musical.

I've got the song stuck in my head.

I wrote two poems for the school magazine. Let Go and You...Who Meant Alot To Me.
Both got approved but I had to chose one of the two to be published. I'll post them up as soon as possible for you people to read and appreciate. Haha. I can't do it now because, as mentioned above, I'm at the cybercafe and the sheets aren't with me now.

It's 12.10a.m. now and I'm still at the cybercafe. Waiting for my dad who's at the computer too.

Chloe, yawning and yearning for her cozy bed.

Welcome Me!!!

Another unfinished post

Currently at the cyber cafe. Stupid spacebar thingy isn't working.

I'm lazy to update my blog now because I just found something that caught my attention. The reviews for La Femme Desperado is out so I'll be wasting my blogging time reading it.

Mum's blasting me tru my hp sapekers. Buhbye

An Update

I've made up my mind to not to finish up the post before this.

Today is the day which marks the day of my freedom-again. Haha!

Penyerahan tugas thingy was held today. I must admit that the form 4's performances were absolutely fantastic. They sang Nothing At All(by Ronan Keating) with Adrian, Timothy and Kevin playing the guitar in the background. So cool, so much better than us form fives screwing up the performance by standing at the wrong place, having stiff bodies, and bore the poor invited guests who were longing for us to get off the stage to death. Didn't join the other prefects for the jamuan at the canteen because I don't like the atmosphere where there are so many strangers.
No, Jin, am not turning into a Christopher from the book you gave me. I just don't like places where there are people I'm unfamiliar with(not don't know). In other words, I don't like socializing.
Heck, what's the point going up to someone, say 'hi', exchange e-mail addresses, being close friends, and add another birthday present to buy on my unending list.

It's a little late, but the students and teachers will be celebrating TEACHER'S DAY tomorrow. Talk about the one month delay. Can't wait to see the look on Chong and KC's faces when they have to play in some kinda telematch I signed up for them.

Wong's back from Ireland. Sneaking into the grounds of U8 tomorrow.
Angela's still running around in the United Kingdom. Miss you laa... I wrote you a comment in your blog -telling you here just in case you happen to stumble upon this page.

A very short post today, but heck, at least I updated you people...



Chloe, rolling off the chair comando style after hearing mum unlocking the door.

An unfinished post

HAHA, finally, the Chloe has returned...

...from a makan-non-stop trip... need I elaborate more?

I was showing my cancer-stricken grandmother some new clothes I bought when she suddenly told me 'wa ai tui choo liao'. Translation: 'I'll be going home'. I was speechless that moment and pretended that she didn't say anything and continued explaining to her why my black blouse is very nice and isn't too much on the sequins nor was it gawdy. She may get mixed up between reality and in her dreams, but for an ill lady who is 83 years old, she still knows how to nag on me not studying.


P/S: Will return soon with a finished post.

Ignore me

i feel so hurt. i didn't do anything wrong and i was wrongly accused of something 'i did'.

i'm contemplating suicide.

i hate stresses, and it's building up to a level where i feel i can leave the surface of the earth any moment.

i have a lump in my throat.

my eyes are welled up with bitter tears. i know, because i tasted it.

my hands and feet are getting cold, numb and are stiffing up.

mummy? where's the dettol? don't take the knife away from me.

i can't take it any longer.

you people would be better off without me.

if i don't 'go', don't visit me at tanjung rambutan. i dont wanna see anyone. at all

LEAVE MY LIFE ALONE!
I DON'T WANNA SEE YOU PEOPLE ANYMORE!
NO BOOKS!
NO TEACHERS!
NO EXAMS!
NO GUYS!
NO FRIENDS!
GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JUST... just leave me, and my life alone, ok?