Liquid Nitrogen = My bedroom temperature

Cheh...And I anticipated it to be super negative degrees cold.


Dr Pervesh showed me the warts. There are like so many of them. I always thought that the wart is like one huge black vessel in the middle and after you pull it out, it'll be gone. Butta...

The black dots are the plantar warts. Faster go away lar.

Good news: I can skip my first Grade 5 swimming lessons today! Not becoz my period is here. But because I just had the liquid nitrogen therapy.

More good news: I am called for an interview with a company on Monday at 3.00pm!!!!

:D

My new wishlist:

1) Ipod Nano (the newest generation and must be RED!!) or whatever newer player there is out there.
2) A new Guess Bag. Bags with those little 'LV' marks all over them will have to wait until I get a real job with 4 figure salary la. Bo pian...
3) A new watch. Dunno if I wan the Espirit watch anymore.

I have spent 1200+ in the past two months and I absolutely have no idea what I spent it on. Seriously. Considering the fact that if the 1200+ remains untouched, it would be more than enuf to buy all the items on my list.

Gawd..I need a financial adviser/planner/whatever to help me manage my 700 bucks salary. Haha.

A face mask can turn shit into gold.

As usual, I went to work with the grumpiest mood ever and my period is not even here yet....
Yai yam still wayting.

WWBHUC ain't making things any easier for me.

Went home for lunch. Since I still had 30 minutes to kill after finishing my lunch, I decided to have a quickie face mask. Oh, my Elianto Kiwi Face Mask, how I miss you! It's been more than 1 month since the last time I used you.

I have been in the sun too much. I am becoming darker. Good Lord! I cannot tahan being dark. Once I see the first subtle signs of skin darkening, I'll reduce my hours in the sun and slap on the sunblock.

Anyways, after the ten minutes of face mask, I immediately feel refreshed. As if I was given a face-lift. My eyes seems bigger and my skin is so much smoother. My mood took a 180 degree turn.

Even when WWBHUC was being annoying, it didn't affect me at all.
I still want to bitch abt her lor OK!

Me: (just finish answering a customer's call) Nancy, the cartridges no.21 is out of stock already?
Nancy: Yup.
Me: I thought there was a lot of them yesterday.
Nancy: Oh, finish already lor. Ppl buy them in 10s and 20s. Very fast one.
Me: Oh.

End of story oredi rite?? Understood oredi rite? But NO................!!! The WWBHUC sitting there listening to us must also have her share of this convo.

WWBHUC: Eh, finished already meh? Who took them orh?
Nancy: Baker Hughes la.

I got ask her meh??? Nancy and I got talk to her meh???
Anyways, at this point I am pretty sure everything is clear now. But NO......................!! Still got
question lagi!

WWBHUC: So Baker Hughes finished our stock la??
Nancy: Ya bah..

*long pia* What's the point of knowing these details?? There's a very fine line between asking useless questions and being detailed. Takkan the next customer who wants to buy the HP21 cartridges will ask who finish our stock and kill them down meh. Bodoh.

Thankfully I had my face mask so my mood was pretty good. And I didn't give her the face when she ask such questions. If not, I would have wanted to smash her pimply face into a pulp oredi.

I now know that 3 face masks a week will make a happy Lesley.

Pissed off..

I feel like S.H.I.T today.

Have to endure a constant 'nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh' for the whole 5 1/2 hours (working period is 8 hours. WWBHUC oni comes in at 9am, I go home for lunch and the other half hour is when I go to the washroom or the technical side and chat with the technicians)

Har-low?

This is a possible scenario Harlow Winter Kate Madden might encounter when her rocker dad is touring in China.


Chinese dude: Har-low!
Harlow: Yes?
Chinese dude: *puzzled* *tries agn* HAR-LOW!
Harlow: Yes?? Why do you keep calling my name?
Chinese dude: Huh? I is trying to say har-low to you.
Harlow: -.-"

Ok la, I am just dead bored here. ^_^

Pls visit me, 'auntie' !!

Never I thought this day will come but....

Auntie, can you pls come visit me? A.S.A.P!

Coz I dun want to see you during CNY. The reason being that I know you love me very much and will not hesitate to give me a beeeeeg, beeeeeeeeeg 'red packet' arh.

Pls OK! I labu yu..!

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Did I tell you abt the plantar warts on my foot? Well, I put some ointment on it for 2 weeks and it still won't go away.

So now the doctor is gonna slice the warts away. She is gonna scrap the dead skin away until she pulls out the black vessel or something and inject liquid nitrogen into the warts or what's left of the warts. Disgusting rite?? She said it's gonna hurt a lil bit.

Dunno orh..I better not cry on the operating table.

Why do most of us have this phobia towards Indians?

Maybe because we grew up with biased threats by parents.

"If you don't be a good girl, I'll sell you to the kalings!"
"If you wander around alone, the kalings will catch you and sell you to other places!"

WTF! Wah, I am so scared...!

Why do they have to use 'kalings'? Why not Malays or the samseng Cina-s? Afterall, most the ruthless fierce-looking tai yee long (loan sharks) or gangsters are Chinese. In TV gang fights, you won't see a brown gangster admist all the yellow ones lor.....

Or maybe because some labourers are Indians?
My sis told me that an Indian grass cutter came to our house to collect his payment (this happened like 6-7 yrs ago). My youngest bro went to answer the door. Seeing the grasscutter, he shouted loudly across the living room, "MAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! GOT KALING ARH...!!".

-.-"

Wahliu.....If I was the Indian guy, I'll mince him up with the lawn mower!

But it's unfair to say that. Many of them are doctors and teachers too. Drive Mercedes somemore and no need to eat ikan masin and pakchoi for breakfast, lunch and dinner!!

And there was a time when SharonakaJX and I were sitting in the backseat. She saw a few Indians crossing the streets and what she did next is unbelievable.
"Haha...Kalings"
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! While sitting in the front passenger seat is one of our good fren who is an Indian. Habits die hard, I guess. LOL.

I hope I won't resort to the same ways my parents and aunties and uncles use when they are dealing with naughty children.

P/S: To any Indians, dun bomb me after you read this OK! Just stating down what's in my mind. And yes, I am currently in my 'gimmesomeworldpeace' mood. Hence this post.