If you really knew me, you'd know of my utter lameness.

If you really, really knew me, you'd know that I have a social life to match that of a wet matchstick.

If you really, really, really know me, you'd know that if all the allergies to have in this world, I AM ALLERGIC TO ALCOHOL.

No joke.

But on the bright side I suppose, I have also identified the trigger to this allergy that causes annoying itchy rashes (Random passer by says: "Having stated that you are allergic to alcohol, wouldn't the trigger be, well I don't know--ALCOHOL MAYBE.")

You bring up a very good point there, sir.

Yes, I am allergic to alcohol (not beer though) but after unintentionally experimenting on myself three times, I concluded that I can have a drink or two (or three or four, not that I like drinking much but hey thats just me asking for it) but I have to make sure that I don't take any medicine within at least a day immediately after. Not Panadol, not the antibiotic I'm taking for my skin problem (NOT THAT ANYONE SHOULD BE DRINKING WHILE ON ANTIBIOTICS, KIDS) and definitely not car-sickness pills; the latter which was my first experience with the allergy. I'd stupidly taken car-sickness pill to combat the nausea brought on by a hangover after a Christmas party in which I'd gotten completely sloshed on whiskey.

NEVER. DOING IT. AGAIN. EVER.

So there was this party see, on Saturday (which was like FOUR DAYS AGO) where it was Cowboy Night and I went as a Senorita (I'm totally not ashamed to say that seriously, I looked hot). I'd had a bottle of some alcoholic soda that I can't for the life of me recall the name of, and I made it a point not to take at Panadol or any of the meds stated above. I resumed my antibiotics on Monday and yesterday my legs were starting to itch, but I thought that it was because I just shaved, but earlier today it was crazy itchy and my legs and arms looked like they had been attacked by a swarm of killer, three foot long mosquitoes. I went to the doctor and he told me what I really already suspected; it was an allergic reaction, I didn't tell him my theory though and I kept my drinking of the Demon Juice bit from the religious man.

So here I am, sitting uncomfortably in my shapeless bean bag, spotted white with Calamine lotion and trying not to focus on the itch.

Distract me, beppin14, distract me I say! IMPERIO!

I watched the movie 30 minutes of the movie Push the other day and I can safely conclude that it's really a boring fucking movie; putting even Blood: The Last Vampire to shame. But really that could be due to the fact that I spent 16 bucks to watch Blood in the cinema with a friend thus walking out would have been a damn loss, while Push I got for 8 bucks on a fake DVD.

I mean really, when the producers decided to inflict Dakota 'really a 50 fucking year old woman' Fanning on us in quite probably the shittiest "quote" superhero "unquote" movie ever to come out, the least they could do was put some cute guy in it for eye candy. But instead, we have Dakota Fanning playing herself with a streak in her hair and some guy who I find really unattatractive and creepy. Then I'd rather have the entire movie star the kid who plays a young Sam Winchester in Supernatural.

And while we're on the subject of walking out; thinking about it, to this day I have yet to walk out on a movie, although Kingdom of Heaven (WITH ORLANDO BLOOM FOR FUCKS SAKE HOW COULD THEY HAVE FUCKED UP SO BADLY?) sorely tested that streak.

And while we're on the subject of movie I did the opposite of walking out; my personal movie watching record list:

Pirates of the Caribbean: At Worlds End: seen 6 times (though by that last showing, I was ready to shoot a flaming arrow at Elizabeth's pouty, vagina-like lips). I watched it with my mom and can you guess that she's a big fan of Johnny Depp?

Alexander: seen like 4 times I think, and that's only because when we caught it during the last few days, it had been demoted to the B-class room and the hall was so freaking cold, words cannot even begin to describe it.

Harry Potter: Prisoner of Azkaban and various other movies that I can't recall at the moment: Harry Potter is a bit of a surprise though, considering that while the POA book is my favourite EVAR, POA movie sucked more eggs than a college student on a dare. I curse Alfonso 'Y tu mama tambien' Cuaron back to the slums he came from, and let the door hit you on the way thrice of the way out, bastard.

Surprisingly I ended up watching Ghost Rider of all movies TWICE in the cinema. I don't know what came over me; it has Nicholas Cage in the starring role for Christs' sake. This, folks, is a clear case of plot over eye candy and tbh the plot wasn't much either. Okay, I'm lying. I kinda like Wes Bentley, but really this only came about after Heath Ledger's untimely death and I went around hoarding all his movies and I watched The Four Feathers. Despite its rather lackluster reviews, I found the movie really good. But then again, I'm always a sucker for bro-con movies and shows where friendship like seriously comes into play and I don't mean that in a sexual way at all. SERIOUS.

But Wes Bentley seriously; how can you not like the guy. Apparently he and Heath were good friends and it was Wes who recommended Heath for the role in Monster's Ball (which I didn't, and have no intention of watching) because he was too lazy to take the role. No joke.

Other movies I like and can watch over and over again are 10 Things I Hate About You because as far as tween romcom movies go, 10 Things was practically the pioneer for that. Back then, romcom movies were still funny, sweet and romantic and didn't cast Matthew Mcconaughey in every other role.

And School of Rock. I don't know how, but I formed some sort of connection to that movie DESPITE starring Jack Black and like 20 kids about 25 years below the legal age limit (I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT TO SAY beppin14 and Peter Pan. In the case of Peter Pan, I will pointedly ignore the fact that the star was like...4 when the movie came out, and say that I watched it for Jason Isaacs. Serious.

I actually have lots more movies that I loved, but halfway through this post I got lazy. No shocker there.

Another one of those "FILL THIS OUT PLZ" memes that I love but no-one else seems to. Once again from my usual sources of memes, the fantastic beppin14. ♥

1. Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song or Album:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarky) - what are they?
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!)
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?

SEE I EVEN STOLE THE TEXT FROM YOU BB I AM THAT DAMN LAZY! ALSO IN CONTINUATION OF THE MENTIONING YOUR NAME STREAK

HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT FEELS LIKE ITS BEEN AGES SINCE I'VE BEEN ON WHEN IN REALITY ITS JUST BEEN LIKE A MILLENIUM BECAUSE MY INTERNET DECIDED TO TAKE AN EXTENDED VACATION INDEFINITELY!

BUT I'M SERIOUSLY BACK NOW; RAKING THROUGH LIKE A BAZILLION LJ REPLY ALERTS ON GMAIL FROM MY BB, THE GORGEOUS, SPAZZY, BEAUTIFUL-VOICED HITLER INCARNATE: beppin14

THE GOOD NEWS; I HAVE LIKE A BAZILLION STORIES TO TELL, UPDATES TO GIVE AND FREAKING AWESOME SERIES TO SPAZZ MADLY ABOUT, BUT FIRST THING'S FIRST.

And update on me, because like, it's my LJ and all AND PEOPLE LIKE TOTALLY CARE ABOUT WHAT I'VE BEEN UP TO. LIKE SERIOUSLY, MAN.

About three weeks ago I had attended my cousins' wedding, from where I had posted my return from and subsequent one way ticket to HELL (because I like totally encouraged a crush from my good looking 14 YEAR OLD COUSIN!). I'd trimmed my hair and gotten some red streaks, but then I regretted my decision not to get the blue he'd mentioned.

So about a week back, before my second trip to KL, I went and got it cut shoulder length and streaked it blue and pink. I had initially wanted to get blue and green like Adam but then I decided that since my favourite colour is pink, and a lot of my stuff is pink, I decided to get it pink. I like it (though it isn't as pink as I'd hoped) and the blue looks neat, I should have gotten it blue and green. But I also think that I should get another hairdresser, because while the guy cuts my hair nice and he's a nice guy, the dye jobs I've gotten have been less than satisfactory. The last time I bleached it, it turned orange and a handful of hair turned green because he'd left it on too long :/ Or it could be because my hair can't take the dye...whatever it is, it's bluish and pinkish now, but the blue's sort of fading and some parts actually look sea green.

So weird.

( Before )

( Now )

R. I. P. Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett.

The world has indeed lost two of its greats.

I did the voice post meme thing of beppin14's, not willingly mind you. Anyway, this is me being boring and saying 'anyway' one too many times. Voice posts are fun, right? You get to hear funny accents if your friends are from far, far away. All we really want is to hear your voice, we don't care what you're saying. So here's a list of typical meme questions that would otherwise be boring, but when communicated aloud - well, it's entertaining. Answer these questions in your post, and encourage others with voice-posting abilities to do the same.

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1) What's your name?
2) How old are you?
3) Where are you from? Are you living there right now?
4) Is it cold where you are? 5) What's the time?
6) What are you wearing?
7) What was the last thing you listened to?
8) What was the last thing you ate?
9) What was the last thing you watched on tv? 10) What's your favorite tv show? Why?
11) Quick! Find a book, or something with text on it! Flip to a random page and read some of it! GO!
12) What was the last movie you saw? How was it?
13) Do YOU think you have an accent? Talk about that.


TAKE SIX -

FOR YOU MEIN FUHRER! :D

It's been a long time since I last stole a meme from beppin14 so here it is.

Part 1: From me for you:

Name:
Date of birth:
Where you live:
What makes you happy:
Currently listening/the last thing you listened to:
Do you read my journal?:
If yes, what makes it especially good or bad?:
An interesting fact about you:
What do you love at the moment?:
Favourite place to spend time:
Favourite lyric:
The best time of the year:

Recommend
A film:
A Series:
A band, a song, or album:

Plus
One thing you like about me:
Two things you like about yourself:
Look at my friends-list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:
Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you.</div>

<font face="monotype corsiva" size="4">Part 1: From me for you:</font> <B>Name:</B> <B>Date of birth:</B> <B>Where you live:</B> <B>What makes you happy:</B> <B>Currently listening/the last thing you listened to:</B> <B>Do you read my journal?:</B> <B>If yes, what makes it especially good or bad?:</B> <B>An interesting fact about you:</B> <B>What do you love at the moment?:</B> <B>Favourite place to spend time:</B> <B>Favourite lyric:</B> <B>The best time of the year:</B> <font face="MONOTYPE CORSIVA" size="4">Recommend</font> <B>A film:</B> <b>A Series</b>: <B>A band, a song, or album:</B> <font face="MONOTYPE CORSIVA" size="4">Plus</font> <B>One thing you like about me:</B> <B>Two things you like about yourself:</B> <B>Look at my friends-list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:</B> <B>Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you.</B>

So yesterday was my birthday, and I have not yet posted my obligatory 'HOLY SHIT I'M ONE YEAR OLDER IMAGE' yet. My birthday is on the 13th of June, so naturally it falls on the 13th of every June, every year (regular Einstein I am). This year it fell on the Saturday, so it wasn't a Friday the 13th birthday like last year.

I'm not a superstitious person, not when the number 13 is involved anyway, but yesterday my brother had probably the worst Saturday the 13th day ever.

I invited one of my ex-co-workers to spend the day with me in town. We watched a movie, Blood: The Last Vampire, which was so bad I can't even remember what the hell the crappy movie was about. It was money spent that I'm never going to see again. The popcorn was good though.

My brother had gone earlier that day with a few friends to the skate park. I invited him to go see the movie with me but he said that one of his friends had something to do, so no questions asked after that. Only when I got back (after my fantabulous day) did I find out that he'd taken a spill off the ramp and hurt his wrist. Later we would discover that it was fractured. Before we made our way to the hospital, my brother did what he regularly did before going out--looked for his phone. Usually it takes him about 5 minutes to remember that he'd left it on the table besides the fridge, the difference this that was that the PHONE WAS GONE! All evidence pointed to the fact that IT HAD BEEN STOLEN FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE!

One of the boys my brother knew from around was the only person besides our family who had entered the house and obviously he would be the main suspect. He didn't admit though (not that I expected him too). But I hate when things disappear, especially from INSIDE OUR OWN HOUSE, especially because my brothers phone had so many videos and photo's he'd taken of his friends and shuffling at the shopping mall :( It's such a shame.

Not only did my brother fracture his wrist, he lost his phone and everything on it; including his girlfriends' number.

THEN when we went to the clinic, the doctor said that he should get an x-ray, so he wrote a referral letter for the hospital. This was about 10.30 P.M.

We got back home at 3 A.M. without getting a cast for his arm because the doctor in charge of that department was on-call and didn't come when he was actually called!

HOLY SHIT POOR THING.

We got it all done this morning though; the cast and got him a new FANTABULOUS phone, the Sony Ericsson w580i.

So alls well that ends well I suppose...or rather, maybe, 'bad luck comes in threes'...I hope.

So many things happened in the time I'd been absent from the net; Adam Lambert finally officially stated that he was gay (not that he was ever in the closet anyway), Jon finally got sick and tired of Kate's bitching, CROWS ZERO 2 came out (and I didn't saw it) and beppin14 made approximately 367527652736523 LJ posts which I have to catch up on.

Around early May I had been experiencing some car troubles and considered getting a new car. My parents had asked me to ask my useless douche bag of a boss if he could give the down payment because I had been working for him for FOUR AND A HALF YEARS under appreciated and with low salary. But my boss, being the aforementioned useless douche bag of a man said that he would BUY me the car. I expected that as much as a gay man expects a invitation to the Westboro Baptist Church luncheon. I missed work the whole of Wednesday and only got in after lunch on Thursday with the documents he said that he needed, but when I gave it to him he said that he would submit it on Monday because it was already too late that day.

I know my boss better than even he knows himself, and I can assure you that he is a untrustworthy fucking bastard and I just knew that like many other things he promised me before, I'd sooner see the winning numbers on a Lotto ticket than the car he'd promised me.

So I made an abrupt decision on Sunday and on Monday gave him my 30 days notice.

But due to the surprisingly unforeseen circumstances of him being a total cuntwaffle, I packed up my things and left forever on the 4th of May. My dad was pissed and he called the fucking bastard and threatened him and stuff (which was awesome) but because of some shady history I had which I won't go into detail; money was involved and some illegal business transactions on my bosses part, when I went to the office the next day to pay back the money, he'd CALLED THE FUCKING POLICE TO THREATEN ME!

Words were exchanged between my mom and him (my dad didn't go because he would have beat the living shit out of his ugly gigantic ass) we paid him the money and according to some clients who I had grown close to, my ex-boss lost whatever respect anyone had for him that day and for that I am fucking GLAD! One of the clients transferred his account to someone else too, I'M FUCKING HAPPY TO HEAR IT.

I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU USELESS UNAPPRECIATIVE MORONIC PIECE OF TURD AND I HOPE THE PEOPLE YOU HIRE TO WORK FOR YOU ALL LEAVE AFTER THE FIRST WEEK LIKE ALL OF THEM HAVE DONE SO IN THE PAST! I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO EVER STAYED MORE THAN FIVE DAYS!

YOU CAN KISS MY WHITE FUCKING ASS, YOU USELESS CRAPHOLE OF A MAN!

I just came back from my cousins wedding a few days ago and now if you'll excuse me, I'll be going to HELL.

...tbc

HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT.

KRIS ALLEN WINS AMERICAN IDOL!

I have to admit that I wasn't entirely surprised. I have actually been expecting the upset, but somewhere through the course of the season I'd actually deluded myself into believing that a nail-polish wearing, leather clad gay guy-sometimes drag-queen could actually win American Idol.

Yeah, right.

But it isn't at all surprising, just frustrating, because obviously the homely, conservative Christians that voted for Danny Gokey were obviously not going to toss their votes Adam's direction. It was a hopeful thought while it lasted. But really, it isn't just unfair to Adam, but to Kris as well, if his less-than-excited reaction to his win is anything to go by. Adam was the front-runner to win it ever since he first belt out Believe, by the ever gay-favourite, Cher and Kris will always be remembered as the guy who won instead of Adam Lambert (to me anyway).

Not to mention that Simon Cowell fucking loves Adam. He did not look happy AT ALL that Adam didn't win.

( No words needed )

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( Please help yourself to some of this )

Many things have happened these past few days that will forever change my future, but all of that pales to the fact that I RODE AN ELEPHANT TODAY!

I. RODE. AN. ELEPHANT!

( and we walked and acted like a couple of foreigners who have never seen a zoo before )

I don't know why I even continue checking for Naruto updates on Onemanga. I don't know about you, but as we're lead to believe that Pain killed Jiraiya and Kakashi, destroyed the whole of Konoha and is seriously stealing mucho airtime from Sasuke, I really don't give a flaming rats' ass on a stick about Pain's backstory, especially since it's going to take up about 3 billion more chapters.

I'd seriously rather read the background story about the Eight-Tails (whatever his name is) and his brother's brother complex, or as I like to refer to it as the Shibuya Shori-Complex.

I seriously SERIOUSLY rather read something about Sasuke and Team Falcon/Hawk/Eagle or even about Karin's special ability to heal people's chakra through sex, but I won't be picky.

I think I maybe starting to getover Naruto and Bleach and their rendition of the Neverending Story...

Taking a break from being royally pissed off by Tite Kubo and the yet to be published FANGIRLING POST, I just wanted to tell a little bittersweet story...for me anyway.

It starts of with the fact that my mom calls me the Crazy Cat lady, and that subsequently has ended us with about 13 cats. I think that's about right. The numbers tend to fluctuate from day to day. So anyway, on Wednesday I think I was, I was going back to the office from the bank or somewhere. There are two roads that lead to my office from the traffic light, and I usually take the straight one because turning the right corner seems like such a hassle if you don't actually have to. But this that, a thought crossed my mind to get a sandwich and some coffee for lunch, and like everything else in my life, I was totally undecided about the route up until the VERY LAST moment.

I took the corner in the end after much mental debate. Up ahead, I saw something wobbling in the middle of the two lane road. I thought it was a plastic bag or a piece of newspaper or something. But when I got closer, I noticed that it was a cat. Roughly a teenager in cat years. I think it'd gotten hit, because it kept crumbling down as it tried to run to the other side. I'm a total sap for animals in distress and the sight almost gave me a fricking heart attack. But there were too many cars passing and I was so afraid to look in the chance that the cat get squished right in front of my eyes.

I was completely torn again at this point, but finally I decided to round the road again, just to check if it made it across. The closer I got to the scene, the closer my heart was to the vicinity of my tonsil and for a moment I didn't see anything. So I assumed that it had managed to clamor over to the side. For the record, it was raining at the time. But when I passed the slight bump in the road, I saw the cat right there in the middle. It was laying on the drenched road and I thought that it was dead. One car that passed me came THIS close to squishing it, but I think the person was trying to avoid.

When I got closer I saw that it had its head slightly lifted and fucking put on my signal and stopped my car on the too-small side road, rushed out in my red raincoat that couldn't keep a person dry if you bribed it with Bedazzlers and my pants pulled up to my knees. Grabbed the cat just as the opposing traffic light turned green and pulled out in my trusty Proton Iswara.

I think I felt the effect of an adrenalin rush then. My hand was shaking as I was driving. I took it to the vet, poor thing was completely limp and its nose was bleeding. I left it at the vet and told him that if he was still alive, I'd take him hope the next day. I had thought of a name and all.

Its name was going to be the Red Indian equivalent of Cat In The Middle Of The Fucking Road.

But the vet called me a couple of hours later and told me that it had died :(

Poor thing. But at least it died while in safe hands and not squished in the middle of the highway.

I hate when cats die, but because we already have so many, it's always seems like a blessing in disguise, as heartless as that may sound.

The other day a couple of German tourists who had adopted a cat came to our house because they were leaving for home and they didn't know what to do with it. I wasn't at home at the time, but my mom said that they lady looked so sad and distraught when they came that she didn't have the heart to say no. So we took it in and took it to the vet because it had some skin disease, but it died a couple of days later. The vet said that it wasn't eating, and whatever it ate was regurgitated back, maybe because it had eaten some poisoned bug or something. I don't know. Poor thing. We had a name planned too; Snips.

But what I hate more than cats dying are cats disappearing.

We lost two cats, JJ and Rudy (Rudy who turned out to be a female when we noticed that 'he' was pregnant) near the end of January. Then we lost Jingga and Bernard (who also turned out to be female when we noticed that 'he' too, became pregnant--you'll be glad to know that I have since stopped trying to check the genders of the cats) early February. Jingga was my dad's favourite too. I picked both of them up from the swimming pool area where I go for my Aerobics class. NO ONE WANTED THEM THEN WHEN THEY WERE SCRAWNY AND DIRTY! But now when they're beautiful and fat...

Then we lost Rainbow, my mom's favourite. Her disappearance was the strangest of them all, because she NEVER leaves the house. EVER. My mom said that maybe she was sick and we didn't know, that's why she ran away. We'll never know though.

I hate losing pets.

Yes, I watched the Gokusen 3 SP yesterday. It was expectantly boring and the plot was non-surprisingly recycled to an almost surprising degree. I mean the class-splits-into-two-cliques-then-reunited-by-the-trouble-of-their-classmates thing was SOOOO season one. There wasn't even enough Ren to keep my attention properly occupied. And for some reason, his hair looked kind off dull and boring without the blond streaks, but that's just me being shamelessly shallow.
(  And this is me again being shamelessly shallow, as my reaction to the scene was basically the following; )

HOLY SHIT MY BROTHER HAS THE MEASLES!

I've never had them before, but my mom says that I've been vaccinated before but idk. A couple of weeks ago I felt like I was coming down with a fever; sore throat, headache and stuff, but nothing really came about it SO TOUCH WOOD. So here's to hoping.

But on the bright side, in the event of this illness, I have come up with two nicknames for my brother:

Miserly Mario (because he's generally such a Scrooge) and I R Measles. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

LUV YOU BRO!

Tagged by beppin14~♥

RULES:
Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun.

1. Go to your desktop and press the Print Scrn key (located on the right side of the F12 key) OR FOR A MAC (apple key + shift + 3).
2. Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and doing a Paste (CTRL + V)
3. Post the picture on your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop if you want. You can explain why you prefer such a look or why it is full of icons. Things like that.
4. Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktops as well.

( Look I finally did it! )

I won't tag anyone because the only person who actually reads my journal has already done this x3; /loser