ehhh aunty ah!! where you goh-INGG?

lol hello to all my readers.. how ever small or even non-existent the number of you may be.. here i am at 5 in the morning singapore time blogging from the samsung free internet thing.. ohmylord what a net junkie this proves i am.

so umm flight was okay.. not that comfortable but not too much turbulence so it was alright. i have 12 minutes remaining of my 15 minute session but theres no one waiting so i can just go on again and again.. lol but no msn so im like wtf dammit singapore.
anyway its about 8.30 am in australia right now and i bet no ones awake yet.. and maybe no one will even check this cause they think im away in a poor country with no net but HERE I AM LA. IN SING-GIA-POH MEH?

now i think i will go. be in cambodia later today. may update from there.. free net there as well LOL im gonna milk it for all its worth.

ok la going ma ok aunty? bai baiiiii

okay and i just noticed that ONE of my posts that i thought got lost actually in fact did not get lost but rather is found. amazing grace. it can be found underneath the post that is underneath this post. lovely.

I HATE YOU

stupid blogger.com and electricity shit motherfcker damn hell crap. 2 days ago i was posting and the bloggerdotcom thing freezes and loses my post. AND yesterday it was like some moron was tugging at the electricity and the lights and everything went *bzz bzz* and flickered for 1 second. LOSING MY POST. damn hell crap again.

going to cambodia on friday. need to get everything done and ready to go. holiday homework, packing, sending cards and stuff. ngoab.

yesterday was my last day at lims. good experience. was talking to anne-marie at lunch. shes like the only person i can have a normal conversation with. and by that i mean like the things we say at school.. i can make witty remarks and shell understand them.. because shes 21 and english is her first language. lol. theres another girl whos the same age as me just about.. but despite being released from the womb in terra australis, her grasp of the spoken and written forms of the language of britain are not so very good. she will not readily understand my use of colloquial vocabulary nor will she be able to enjoy the comic value of my references to both pop and youth culture. hopefully that sentence was ambiguous enough to put her off enough so she doesnt understand if she ever reads this. LOL. anyway.

anne-marie was telling me about how her dad was listening to the radio a few years back and found a song he liked;

annie! have you heard that song? lemonade?
what? theres no such song dad.. ive never heard of anything to do with lemonade on the radio
of course you have! lem-on-ade, lem-on-ade *sung to the tune of destiny's child SAY MY NAME*

nick: BAHAHAHAHHA

asians and their mistakes. cheng (another pharmacy assistant) called hotmail, hot dog. LOL she doesnt use email. and once this customer was making a joke and asked where this other pharmacy assistant was and she goes 'wheres your pin-up girl?' and chengs like 'PEANUT GIRL? whaa-?' and im like hehehehe on the inside. she calls people 'love' as well. like even old people. if shes talking to aussies she doesnt know shell call them all 'love'.

to 90 year old woman: your medicines ready for you, love (sounds like lerv in her accent)
to 20 year old woman: here you are, love!

okay so she doesnt say it to men. hehe.. ooooooh also about pronunciation errors and asians.. cambodians call methyl salicylate by a funny name. in english we say *sal-iss-sill-ate* but cambo people come in looking for that *sah-lee-sah-laht* ointment thing. LOL i asked cheng where we kept the methyl salicylate and shes like what? and im like methyl salicylate.

*blank thinking stare*

me: SAH LEE SAH LAHHHT
cheng: ohhhhhhhh.. over there.

and also bepanthen. i think its a birth control thing. forgot. but you would say *bee-pan-thin* or something like that right? everyone else in the pharmacy, apart from the pharmacists who know what its called.. and me.. cause my english is so wonderful XD .. everyone else calls it BEH-PONG-TAEN which is the most fobby cambodian-french pronunciation ever.

haha okay im going to end this before something wipes it out.

THE END CHILDREN.

no title

because im really bored and i dont want to do my homework which i only have a few days left to complete now i am here blogging away about nothing. maybe ill start a travel blog to tell the world of my cambodian adventure. but then again i probably wont. theres not enough time to waste on internet cafes.

anyway.. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii was thinking of what to type the whole time i was pushing the i key. and i still have no idea what to talk about with yall. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii still have no idea. omg boredom. im hating the yr 12 texts. they are so motherfriggin gay. theyre like crap and boring and i suggest the parents council get fired and replaced with new parents who know what teenagers (or just me) like to read. because this shit is so shit. like they just had to replace the cambo book THIS year. at least that was interesting. i know heaps of people of think that book was interesting. and theyre not cambo. so up yours bloody parents council and english department. thank you very much for replacing such a good book with some gay ass play about some woggy new yorkers back in the 20s. i hate reading plays. its liike

beatrice: blah blah i am gay and boring
eddie: blah blah no i am boringer and gayer eh?
alfieri: shutup all of you this is a gay book stop reading nigger.
[ALFIERI walks over to the side of the stage and commits suicide by impaling himself on an umbrella, saying 'DEAR LORD THIS IS BORING' while doing so]

i dont want to be TOLD what they are doing. i mean i do. but like. NOT LIKE THIS. geez make it into a story. its like reading shakespeare again. soo crap. i remember this year while *listening* to macbeth in class while following along in the book i had my pencil out the whole time writing 'boring' and 'i want to die', 'kill me' in chinese all over the pages lolol. just in ccase the teacher walked past.

i have dreams now which is different cause i dont have them during school times. i guess theres no stress so my brain is full of random crap. i was dancing with some mystery woman last night. LOL i didnt see her face. dammit. but i like saw her from behind.. and i also saw her behind haha. it was like a movie. i was watching myself dance with a sexy woman. jazz band playing.. slow dancing.. i had one of those hats on.. lol like a 1930s gangster. oh yeah. she smelled like flowers. we were so close. =]then i started to have some other dream hahaha any psychologists/psychiatrists out there? i forget the difference.

okay readers the end.






but you still read on dont you



okay the end again. BYE

japanese cultural glossary

browsing around on the net and came across this site - just google japanese cultural glossary and it should be the first one up. anyway it got me thinking about my dear japanese friend MICHELLE who did not know what bukkake was. lolol ahh sohhh innocent-uh mikako-san. she taught me the meaning of okama but its meaning is not as disturbing as bukkake. haha so. here we go.. one white man (or gaijin as i have learned) living in japan is the author of this glossary and heres his definition of the wonderful word; BUKKAKE

Ejaculating over a woman's body, and then watching in delight as she plays with your semen.

In the Judeo-Chistian Tradition, women who cheated on their husbands were tied up and stoned. In Old Japan, a similar practice developed. A cheating woman would be tied up to a stake, and then the men of the village would gather around and come all over her naked body.

In modern Japan, this has developed into a popular hobby and apparently-pleasurable sexual activity. The woman performs oral sex until the man ejaculates, and then the real fun begins. The woman spits the semen out of her mouth, or wipes it off her face, as the case may be, and the starts playing with it. She can rub it over her body, or into her hair, mix it in a glass of champagne, or make a cocktail with semen from other men etc. etc.

Of all the fetish activities in Japan, this seems to be the most popular.

WELL WELL KIDDIES. that raped you of your innocence, didnt it? now youre just one big slutty bukkakeruer whore. lol JK. theres so much dodgy stuff in japan its unbelievable. i mean we all know their porn is freaky but there so much more dodgy shit;

- vending machinese selling dildos

- girl hunters (look it up in the glossary)

- shops selling exotic souvenirs so you can lie to your wife and say 'look what i brought you back from australia honey!' when you were actually just away for a week screwing a school girl in the backstreets of tokyo

- shops selling new and used but un-laundered female underwear for those perverty japanese men who have collections of women's underwear. someone broke into a house and left all the FCKN NEW TECHNOLOGY UNTOUCHED and just took all the knickers. schoolgirls actually sell their dirty privates to these shops to make money. hmm.. wouldnt mind actually.. LOLOL but id prefer it to come with a picture so im not sniffing some fat tb underwear HAHAHA jk

okay the end.

BANZAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII =]

happy new yearrr

yooooo. my first post of 2006. how exciting. maybe ill blog less this year because its year 12 and i shouldnt be wasting my time with such time wasting wasteful time consuming activities. and i just realised theres only 4 weeks left of holidays. WTF. this is bho ko neng la. (not possible la.) i want more time please. more time to wasteeeeee and sleeeeep and have funnnnn.

last night was new years eve yes. dinner with friends then HOME because my parents are tight and wouldnt let me go city to see the fireworks because they were afraid of terrorists and bombings and shit. actually when you think about it.. it actually could happen. despite the fact that it didnt. but WHAT IF. theres extremists here too. i saw them. that current affair/today tonight/60 minutes program showed me and washed my innocent brain and made me turn against Islam. lol. jk stupid programs. but i kinda didnt feel too pissed about it in the end cause it was TOO FCKN HOT anyway. omg sif hot weather plus standing with a million other sweaty smelly strangers... to watch some lights in the sky. which let off more heat. next to the smelly yarra. and if i didnt listen to my parents.. i wouldnt get any money to spend in cambodia. and id have a shit holiday so yeah im such a good cambodian child.

aussie new years isnt that important anyway. hahha another one of my opinions that shows how deeply fobbish i truly am. i get another 2 new years *this year* so its still okay. i guess chinese new year isnt gonna be that big this year since we're coming back from cambodia on new years day. and my parents will come up with some excuse like *WE JUST TOOK YOU ON HOLIDAY* so they dont have to give me ang bao. shit.

but then... CAMBO NEW YEAR. hopefully that falls in the holidays again. usually does. but holidays are a bit fcked this year so i dunno. go to temple.. get some food.. cop a perve. maybe not. theres never any pretty girls at temple. whyyyy?

okay i dunno what to write about anymore so thats the end.

happy new year all =]