Tagged twice?

Oh well. Tagged by both Thomas and Sin Eu….
write a blog with six weird facts/things/habits about yourself.
hmm, this is hard…
1.I have this weird fascination with butterflies. Only it is pronounced as budderflies~. Oh well that is a known fact to most. Haha.

2.I read Harry Potter fan fiction religiously….HAHA pathetic I know.

3. I have 3 very prominent scars on my face. One on the left side of my forehead, another near my left eye and another a lil’ hidden on my righ eyebrow. Talk about ‘keganasan’ masa muda.

4.I cry in most movies and sometimes books.:)Well only yesterday my roommate came in andd saw me crying while reading a story book.She laughed. Brinda, however scorns this sensitive habit of mine.

5.I’m really fake when I am with my cousin. Not going to mention who or which side of the family. They just annoy me.

6. I know that my brother has a tattoo even if he keeps it hidden from us. Even if he had my cousin and friends sworn to secrecy, I know. Call it women’s intuition.HAH….tell mommy and daddy!!!

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grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
Heavyset looked at Ralph uneasily. ‘Man needs a doctor,’

stretch your arm out as far as you can.
Hitting my gray drawer and curtains. Hey this place ain’t big alright….:P

what is the last thing you watched on tv?
CSI on Sunday afternoon. That how deprived I am from the idiot box.

without looking, guess what time is it
2.30am?

now look look at the clock. what is the actual time?
2.20 am. It ain’t that far ain’t it. Oh, well managed to get this far in this weird survey.

with the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
don cha’ by the pussy cat dolls n busta rhymes. And also the fan. It’s moving so fast after my roommate cleaned it.
when did you last step outside? what were you doing?
At 11.57 to buy burger ayam special cheese. Hungry wat! Didn’t eat dinner you know.

before you started this survey, what did you look at?
my assignment which is due tomoro. Trying to get it to look as original as possible as I think it looks a lot like one of my classmates. Damn, lucky if I don’t get sued..

what are you wearing now?
a purple spaghetti strap top with a yellow, blue, black shorts. Talk about bad color combination.

did you dream last night?
I don’t remember my dreams. Plus I was so tired I slept like a log.

when did you last laugh?
about 15 minutes ago reading thomas’s blog.

what is on the walls of the room you are in?
Simple plan pictures(although I am not as star struck as before), pictures of me, my dog,a heart shaped flower, a og which has six legs, flyers(for inspiration for my future designs…I think), a Gucci envy ad, a rosary, a cross made of palm, my notice board with pictures of my cousins, friends, timetable, my name in a graffiti design, motorshow tix, blast off tix, a Christmas card,.an italy drawn flag and a name card which I did for myself in year one diploma. That’s about it…..Anything Else?

seen anything weird lately?
no…

what is the last film you saw?
’Click’ one helluva good movie. Planning to watch again..

if you become a multi-millionaire overnight, what will you buy?
Buy a Caribbean Island, buy cars, travel, give to charity, my banglos for my parents,get a banglo for myself, get maids to clean up after me, get myself the best computers, ipod, phones…..ok everything….i wont stop.
tell me something about you i don't know
When I was younger I used to look much fairer and my family used to call me Chinese girl. They said I was adopted and my actual mother was my neighbour named Mr and Mrs Chow. Therefore, I got the name Chow Chin Tia. I was so affected by this mistreating of younger sibling that I was a cry-baby when I was younger. Oh when I say family is not sister and brothers. Its parents, uncles, aunts and cousins…

if you could change one thing in the world, regardless of guilt of politics, what would you do?
Everything is free in the world. Won’t it be much easier?

do you like to dance?
Yup. Especially when I’m tipsy or drunk

george bush:
needs to calm down and stop trying to get all the middle eastern countries. Go and have a holiday at a Caribbean island man.

imagine your first child is a girl. what would you call her?
I like the name Esmeralda. But I can’t imagine what it would be like for her when she grows up. If I want to be simple I’ll just say, Cassandra.

imagine your first child is a boy. what would you call him?
Lancelot. As in Sir Lancelot….HAHAHA, hey, It’ll be unique…more normal *yawn* name would be ethan.

would you ever consider living abroad?
I have been considering this for a long long time. God, get me outta this place…

Burn in Hell!

Yeah, i AM pissed. Who wouldn't be after what happened to me. I have a good reason to e mad.

So the story goes like this. This week it would me my sis and me heading back to Perak together alone. No husband of hers is gonna drive the both of us back and come back all the way to KL. Innstead we took the ever loyal bus called the Sabak Bernam Express.

This is how it goes. KL was one horribly busy town that week due to the school holidays. Everybody rushing back. Everybody dying for a break. We were one of them dying to go back but not the one to stay home.

So there we were waiting for our ever faithful white red and yellow bus. It was 40....FORTY minutes late. So there we were waiting for the bus. Lets just call ourselfs the 6 o'clockers. Waiting sweating in the stuffy and exhaust smoke filled place waiting for that bus. anyway when the bus actually arrived, the 7o'clockers were like pushing through trying to get their sorry arses on the bus which was rightfully ours: the 6 o'clockers. So anyway the driver being good and all, chased the anoying others away letting them watch our asses climb that bus.

So while the others were rushing forward, the wise ol' me told my sis to wait up,, let alll the frakin cows and goats go 1st.yeah we waited.then when it cleared a bit(wasn't so clear as we still had some of the 7 o'clockers watching us with envy) we went up. Since my sis was in front i look down to my left pocket took out the ticket and handed it to my sis.

Later on the bus, while my sis was talking on her phone to her boss, i then realised, we havn't told mum and dad that we were leaving at 6. so i happily looked down at my pocket where i carefully tucked my handphone and oh look its not there. NO?? so i started to panic and tried looking everywhere. NONe.....SOME FUCKIN ASSHOLE WITH A MAGGOT FILLED DICK PICK POCKETED ME AND STOLE MY PHONE!!!! bastard.dunno how to earn an honest living.BURN IN HELL.

While i was taking out the ticket i still noticed my phone there. next thing i knew about 5 mins later, it was gone. Cried la for sure. It was given to me by my dad and had loads of pictures of my nephew. Anyone who knew me knows how much i treasure those pictures and videos. bloody annoying.

When my mom tried to call, the stupid asshole picked up the phone and so stupidly said helo helo.I managed to call hotlink and bar the sim card keeping my balance. Hae to make a police report, and thengo to the hotlink centre to get the sim.

Well just lucky i wasn't slashed like that guy that was slashed near my college,and that guy that stole my phone just stole it without scaring the soul out of me.Thank god my sis was with me to calm me down.

Well just one more thing iwanted to add to and this post.........Burn in the lowest part of hellfor your sins and i had hoped for many bad things to happen to you. Yes i did curse and swear in my heart a lot of times during the whole trip home but now that i am calmed and settled, i feel sorry for u. oh well, life goes on.

~budderFly OuT~