This Is Me

Yesterday, my senior asked me, “Are you metro?”

This question got me stumped.

Wikipedia define Metrosexual as,

Metrosexual is a neologism derived from metropolitan and heterosexual coined in 1994 describing a man (especially one living in an urban, post-industrial, capitalist culture) who spends a lot of time and money on shopping for his appearance.

I didn’t exactly gave a clear cut answer. I wasn’t sure if being a metrosexual is widely accepted in Singapore.

Instead, I replied with, “Aren’t we all metrosexual? The question is rather the degree of metrosexuality that an individual has.”

He agreed and continued to ask me, “So do you go for facials?”

I replied, “Facials as in like those given at spas? No.”

That made me wonder, what if I said yes? Will I be looked down upon? Will I be teased as gay?

Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t lying. I honestly do not go for facials at all. I think they are a completely waste of money and rubbish. However, I wouldn’t doubt that I’m a metrosexual.

It’s not a secret at all that I invested a lot of money on skin care products. It’s because I’m a victim of acne. I’ve suffered it for years and it’s honestly bringing my self esteem down. As a result of that, I’m always searching for products that claim to clear skin.

Doesn’t anyone get envious at that friend of yours who has clear skin and puts in minimal effort to maintain it?

I definitely do.

Bobby died yesterday, 28th January 2010. He’s a family cat of ours. I believe he died at the age of 12 years and that’s young. Bobby, what a whacky name. I don’t remember who gave that name.

1 down and 5 more cats to go!

Jokes aside, actually I have nothing much to say other than I do feel rather gloomy.

A series of photos will surely lengthen this post.

As a kitten

Feeding on some scrumptious yummy cat food

Awkward pose whilst sleeping.

He's with Kitty, the larger cat.

All grown up.

The following pictures were taken on 26th January 2010. It was the day the symptoms shows that he was going soon..

Yes, it’s a horrible sight indeed. He was just lying there, his eyes were empty, staring into the space. There was no reaction even though I was waving my hand frantically in front of him. At least his ears was twitching when I made some noises. He was also breathing erratically, it was as if he was short of breath, somewhat exhibiting shallow breathing. And as you can see, his tongue was sticking out. Time to time, he would miss a breath and that really made my heart stop, I kept think that it was time for him to go already.

We sent him to the vet on 26th January 2010. Doctor called yesterday to tell us that he’s gone.

Well.. yeah.

I’m sure he had a lovely 12 years in this house with abundant food. On Tuesday, I padded him and ask for forgiveness for any miserable I have ever caused in his life.

Yes that’s me and the cat! God knows how old I was.

In any case, death is inevitable. Everything ends eventually. The question is when?

My whole ride back home was filled with anger. I’m much angrier than the day before. I’m filled with such intense anger that I could tear a teddy bear into pieces.

I had an interesting ‘talk’ with someone this afternoon whom I shall not name for several reasons. By the way, it is just a conversation and not a scolding session. And if YOU (you should know whom I’m referring too) think that it is a scolding session, too bad that it’s not.

I was walking back home and I have to pass through East Point to get to the other side. At the entrance of the East Point there was this group of people standing, obviously being an obstruction to the entrance. Isn’t it obvious that you’re blocking the way. There was about seven people crowding at the entrance. I was already filled with intense anger; looking at that simply makes me rage even more.

Nevertheless, in the previous post below I did say that I’m 16. I also mentioned that we are naïve people since we are only 16 and we don’t really have much experience. In case you don’t know, that part was meant to be sarcastic which means that I’m not that naïve, I m not that stupid, I’m not that oblivious.

At my blog’s admin page, I have this feature (this is why I love WordPress it’s a blog software I’m currently using you should give it a try) that enables me to see who recently visited my blog, the referrers that visited my blog, search engine terms they have used to find my blog and many more. Referrers are people that clicked links from other pages to get to my blog. One of them is myedumail.moe.edu.sg

And all this while you thought I was that naïve? I know that you put my blog link into the MOE email and send it to several staff members of the school. Yesterday, I had 4 referrers from myedumail.moe.edu.sg and 4 referrers today. Interesting aye? My blog is gaining recognition.

Yesterday a total of 71 unique visitors visit my blog. Highest record! Yesterday I already printed out all the documents. The documents were all the post that I have made. I printed it because I can show it to whoever is interested because I know I will be called out just as I expected. I printed it out so that I have hard copy evidence to show that I’m safe and I’m innocent. It’s merely thoughts that are being typed out. No insults nothing to that extent. I’m such a goody person.

Someone IMed me while I was typing this.. A says she read my blog and said very good and A likes it. So what can you deduce from this comment given by a friend of me? It is for me to know and for you to find out. Names have been change to protect the privacy of my friends. They are innocent; I don’t wish to bring them into trouble.

Probably I’m going to be sent to the counselor about this. It is not that bad. I can vent out all the anger and all the stuff. I’m looking forward.

By the way, don’t think you’re getting the last laugh.

I was venting out my anger to a friend of mine with the name of Kevin.

kevin:. says:
burn her on the stick!

I find it hilarious

For all my dearest wonderful readers please do not assume that this post is referring to ‘ms sherine wong’ I didn’t say that this post is dedicated to her. Well, you don’t really have supporting evidence to point out this post is about her. So, making wrong assumptions are bad. It might cause a dispute. Haven’t you ever heard that assumptions aren’t always correct?

If you really want to know, it is for me to know and for you to find out.

To my nice Discipline Master, I just need a place to vent out my anger okay?

I went to malaysia and got home around 1 AM I think couldn’t remember I was busy playing my brother’s PSP it was quite addicting and the games were seriously adorable.

Yesterday, I watched Spiderman 3. I find it extremely boring. I don’t even have the slightest idea on what’s the name of the villain. I called him the sandman. The only reason why I wanted to watch it was because Spiderman’s black suit looks awesome.

Anyways, we ate at Kenny Rogers in Malaysia. Our food orders were mixed up. And my sister was having PMS and it was totally hilarious. My father called the waitress and ask what is going on and the waitress raised her voice and walked away. My sister couldn’t take it she took control over my father.

So another waitress came to deliver the food and she placed it randomly on the table. Another staff member arrived, I guess it’s the chef because of the way she’s dressed. She was asking if everything is fine and if there is any problems?

My sister was like ‘I want to speak to your manager right now!’ I was literally laughing. Finally the manager came and I didn’t expect the guy to be the manager because he is like wearing a discolored stained white tee.

Initially the manager talked to my parents but my sister took over the whole situation. My sister my god she was being damn bitchy and sarcastic it was hilarious. Not only food, our drinks were mixed up as well. The manager came and settled everything and my sister was complaining about the waitress and she was like literally pointing her finger to the waitress and the waitress was there too.

The second waitress that served us. She rolled her eye at me. Whats her bloody problem man. Nevertheless I did raise my voice while talking to my sister being sarcastic. The food wasn’t not even cooked properly and my sister like wanted to complain again and my father was like enough already.

The food orders were all wrong. They had to redo the food and so the manager was picking up my sister’s plate because she ordered pasta instead she got some potato salad on her plate. My sister was like ‘You bring 2 bowls one empty and one containing the pasta and bring a spatula or something, you will scrap off the potato in front of me. Who knows the staff member might SPIT in my food’ I bursted out laughing and the manager was looking at me.

The manager was like ‘ No no no, rest assured we won’t do that.’ So the food arrived and my sister inspected the food. By that time all the staff working was looking at us and talking about us and the other customers were looking. It was like fun.

We didn’t finish our food and we asked the staff to pack it for us. So after they packed it and gave it to us. My sister purposely said ‘Check the food for any bubbly thing’ loudly because the waitress who rolled her eyes at me was behind us. And I continued ‘ Yeah, who knows they might spit in my food’ And then she walked off.

The cashier was also atrocious. She had to reprint our receipt 3 times because things that we did not order were on the receipt. I saw my malay teacher. My god of all places in malaysia some more and Karimah was like F-A-T-E -.- Went to other places and we went home. Might post pictures tomorrow.