Sibeh Suay

I'm not one to speak in Hokkien normally. Hokkien's usually reserved for the occasions where I am pissed off, or when I want to act like a cool ah-beng.

But I'd like to use Hokkien to express my.. shall we say, condolences to two dead beings I came across this morning.

Flattened frog: Ler jin suay la. Ler an zua hop on the ma lu. Ma lu um si ler eh lao beh eh, leh. Bo bian la.. ler too stupid. Ler eh lao bu buey ka ler kong buey sai play on ma lu ah.
(Translation: Poor frog, I guess you were just plain unlucky. But it's your own fault for hopping all over the road as though
your father owned it. There's nothing we can do if you were stupid enough to put your life on the line. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play on the road?)

Squashed snail: HAIIIIIIIIII......... ler kua la. Wa um si ka ler kong ler too slow? Ren jia kua ler buey song liao la.. step on ler liao la. Ler better not expect pity from me.

(Translation: Hai... you see? Didn't I warn you before that you were too slow? People get impatient, you know. When people get impatient, they squash those in their way. You'd better not expect any pity from me.)

Seeing dead animals first thing in the morning never fails to make my day. It's going to be a great day today.

Dirty Laundry

When you live in hall, you wash your own clothes. It's all part of being a mature, independent young adult.
Or so I thought.

It appears that some who do their laundry are far from being mature, even if they may be independent. Sometimes, a little too independent for my liking.

Shock #1
So I leave my clothes in the washing machine, turn it on.. blahblah... come back 2 hours after to collect my laundry...... and what a sight I behold-some GUY'S gross clothes crammed into MY laundry basket, crowned with a wonderful grey brief. Perfect.

Talk about having initiative.
Well.. I decide to take some initiative of my own.
So I stuff everything into the washing machine it came from-the one next to mine.

Shock #2
I have this really cool tube bra, one of those pierre cardin ones. It's white, with a pink border and a picture of an angel on it. Its one of my favourites, considering that what I normally wear are those crappy 3 for $10 kinds that my mom manages to get from the pasar malaam.

Someone stole it. I only found out when I went back and hung all my laundry up.
You know the rumours about underwear thieves?
THEY'RE NOT RUMOURS.
These things really happen.

Well, I guess I should thank the underwear thief for returning me the bra pads in the bra instead of taking everything.
What generosity people show these days.

Friend Profiles #1

My Roomie

Two words: She's mad.

Quote of the day: She's eating cockles at Seoul Garden, and she says: "Am I killing the cockle when I open it?"

*sigh... why do i have to live with this????????? hahahahaha....

wf> you know i love you, babe. despite all your quirks, your whining, your asking me to look at you try on different combinations of bikinis and tell you if you look sexy...