Hit me with your best shattttt!

I don't get hit on much (if any at all!) and when I do, I get hit on by the odd, ODD variety eg. creepy Nepalese Punk shooting me "come hither" looks and being proposed to by a Middle Eastern stranger within five minutes of conversation.

But never had I ever been hit on by a... little BOY! He was 10 years old, tops!!!! HAHHAHA!!!! What has the world come to.

Let me rephrase that.

What are my chances of getting married now???

hhahahahah!!

I was in Hua Ho, looking after our grocery just by the stairs. Then, a little boy came running down the stairs, screeched to a halt as he reached me. He actually stopped in front of me, gave me the biggest grin and said (looking up with googly eyes), "Haaaiii."

This would have been adorable if he didn't say it with a cat call tone.

Hahahah!! I was just shocked! Kata my mom "napa ya? salah orang kali?" Hahhah!! I am just thinking, siapa anak ani ikutkan ulahnya cemani. Hehehe.. Ayoyoyoyoyooooooo!!!

geegee!

I just want to remember that today, my second nephew Eaman Fahmy has his first teeth!! Yes, teeth. They come about four at once. LOL!! eee eees cuuuuteeeee! :D And.. his first words (now that he has teeth, he seems to feel obligated to TALK) are ta-ta.

Maybe he's just telling me to go away. Ta-ta!! You're always in my face! Ta-ta!!

Heheh! Next thing you know, I'll be writing to say that Eaman is all grown up and a teenager and has a girlfriend whom this particular aunty will NOT approve.

I love freebies

Well, to be fair, every Bruneian individual loves freebies. Have you heard about that barber shop joke where every client was gracious with the barber for their free haircut but the Bruneian client came back the next day with MORE Bruneians Q-ing up for a free haircut?

I LOVE freebies. Actually, Lyds loves freebies more than I do. During our student days (and until this very day), she would buy a magazine for the free slippers/canvas tote/umbrella/ book/ chocolate bar that came with it. And she didn't necessarily have an inkling to what the contents may be. Fortunately, Maxim or Scarlett never gave away free "toys" or anything like that. Or I'd be creeped out. THIS OBSESSIVE-FREEBIES BEHAVIOR MUST STOP! Hehehe..

Anyway, did I tell you how my love for freebies (and Roald Dahl) got to a ridiculous point once in my second year of uni? Yes, I fell for marketing gimmicks and manipulation. To make it worse, the target market was probably not even me! You see, I HATE Cheerios (the cereal). It's boring and bland, tastewise and packing-wise. Thus why I believe they had to resort to tricky tactics which was to give out a free Roald Dahl book with each BIG ASS box.

As we all may know, Roald Dahl writes childrens books and Cheerios are.. well... the children's version of Special K. So, I think I can rightfully conclude that the target market was.. well, children and parents. Unfortunately, I also believe they also targeted the "hoarder" type, in which, I fall into. (The shame!!!)

So, without me realizing it, suddenly my Tesco trolley was filled up with four giant boxes of yucky Cheerios and yay, four different Roald Dahls.

By the end of the year, it was moving out time. Twas then me and my housemates realized that the Cheerios never got opened.

And I was scarred for life as I discovered that Roald Dahl books are dark and disturbing.

Never again shall I hoard for freebies.

I am Igorrrrrr

I don't know if you've seen my Facebook status lately or maybe I am just perasan that people even bother reading my stats (most of you have probably put me on "hide"), but it was something along the line "I want to do Phd but my mom wants me to get married first".

Now, marriage is one of my favorite topics, not because I obsess over it. On the contrary. I am the only person I know who least obsesses over marriage. NOT that I have anything against marriage or obsessing over it. I suppose you can say that... I have a santai approach towards marriage or life for that matter. Yes, my friends, I have completely turned into a hippie. Being unemployed for a bit too long does things to you. KRAYYYYZEE THINGS (think Igor with one bulging eye and a wagging finger). One of these days, I will be going au naturel and start flushing down the toilet according to the the golden rule "if it's yellow leave it mellow, if ist brown flush it down". Deflower.... deflower....

I can already sense most of you canceling your visits to my open house tomorrow.

Anyway, if you're a masochist and still here reading more of this jabbering.. I.. er.. salute you.

Back to marriage issue. It seems that I can't win in this case! My mom's conservative in that sense. She thinks that if I have a Phd, I won't be married because men will be afraid of me. Well mommy dearest, Phd on no Phd, this daughter of yours are scaring men off, regardless. (insert a Transylvania track).

Press panic button here.

GAHH!!! I am back!!!

Told ya I'd be writing again!

Gah!! It's just a ginormous part of me that I can't seem to quell! It's been too long and I 've missed it so, so, much. Every time something funny happens, I'd think "I should mention that on my blog... wait... I don't have one anymore.. just the strictly-business-cupcake-blog" which I LOVE by the way, but I can't fool around with!

What triggered my writing itch?? Well, a good friend of mine again asked for access to this blog since I'd pretty much closed it down. I read a few posts and realized how much I really missed writing no matter how banal the end product might be for my poor audience!

So, here I am again, my dear readers... or reader. LOL! I never got around to being properly established as a writer (at least not professionally) because I got so much involved with my new love affair... My handsome Mr Online Business. HEEHEEHEE!!

As I have mentioned during my dramatic Goodbye Speech (refer to previous lame-o post), I might start writing again in other mediums (the newspaper was I had in mind, but they didn't want me. PAH!) or start a new blog, but I realized that If I'd started a new blog, I'd feel so much pressure of having to re-establish my blogself and that would take the fun out of writing and again, I'd have another dumb, sappy good bye speech to bore you with, which I am quite sure you absolutely can live without sangkiuverimas. The difference is that my past posts are all typed in yellow so you can't see them properly without highlighting first. I'm just bored with black backgrounds.

There's so much going on in my life that I'd love to write about and HOPE I'd actually write about them. :D

Come back my old readers! And Welcome new ones! :D