Now don’t get me wrong….

[6/29/2010 7:39:39 PM] Vania Tan: haha
[6/29/2010 7:39:40 PM] Vania Tan: yes
[6/29/2010 7:39:42 PM] Vania Tan: please
[6/29/2010 7:39:47 PM] Vania Tan: thats the other reason why im not caling now
[6/29/2010 7:39:53 PM] Vania Tan: cause the number is downstairs
[6/29/2010 7:40:06 PM] Kington Lee: -_-
[6/29/2010 7:40:12 PM] Kington Lee: go climb down the stairs
[6/29/2010 7:40:15 PM] Kington Lee: will help you get fit
[6/29/2010 7:40:24 PM] Vania Tan: oii
[6/29/2010 7:40:37 PM] Kington Lee: i'm not saying you're not hot
[6/29/2010 7:40:45 PM] Kington Lee: i'm just saying....
[6/29/2010 7:40:49 PM] Kington Lee: you could use more stamina?
[6/29/2010 7:41:01 PM] Vania Tan: im not saying i think u think im not
[6/29/2010 7:41:02 PM] Vania Tan: LOL
[6/29/2010 7:41:11 PM] Vania Tan: jsut give me the number

Mastah of disguise

In the office there’s a technicality.

I can’t really be spotted dicking around. And the only thing that really comes close to looking like working for my screen is blogging or computer maintenance hence I’m bored.

Maybe studying is acceptable?

The Crissaegrim speaks Vol.1

Crissaegrim says:
ah well
gg la
Fish bone. says:
gg already?
wow
quite quick
Crissaegrim says:
yea her response rate
has been steadily dropping
soon
no repsonse
hAHAAA
crap
i shud prob throw some alc down the gullet
Fish bone. says:
lol
increase bravery
Crissaegrim says:
hahah
nah
helps me sleep without needing to cry
XD

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Fish bone. says:
wah
dang sad
dead fish skype called
and my grandma interviewed her
lol
Crissaegrim says:
HAHAHA
ur grandma!
Crissaegrim says:
GGGGGG
haaha
Fish bone. says:
my grandma
you've felt the stinger

Curse of the Vania Audiotary Hallucination

“How about that girl?”

“I’d rather date a sock monkey.”

“huh? a salt monkey?"

“no, no I said sock monkey heh” *mental image of a monkey statue made out of salt*

“Ohhh I sorta imagined monkeys holding assault rifles.” (Thought he’d heard assault monkeys.)

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*nodding off to sleep* *sees a truck full of pigs pass by*

I want to be a butcher.

*stares at her* “say wha? you want to be a butcher?”

“noooo I want to take a picture!”

Curse of the Vania Audiotary Hallucination

“How about that girl?”

“I’d rather date a sock monkey.”

“huh? a salt monkey?"

“no, no I said sock monkey heh” *mental image of a monkey statue made out of salt*

“Ohhh I sorta imagined monkeys holding assault rifles.” (Thought he’d heard assault monkeys.)

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*nodding off to sleep* *sees a truck full of pigs pass by*

I want to be a butcher.

*stares at her* “say wha? you want to be a butcher?”

“noooo I want to take a picture!”

Tough going

Crap.

Before I left UK I made sure I got in some winter adaptations like a bit more heat insulator in all the right places,(jeans got a little tighter for that)(still no weight gain though =( ), more stamina, increased some heat retention, heat outputs and stuff like that.

But now I’m not exactly going to Australia in the winter…So I pretty much cook inside my shirt and shorts on a cool day and the saga(furnace car) has me as crispy as crackling.

With any luck maybe I won’t evaporate before the Australian kids come back from their exchange.

Tough going ahead.

Teh-O ais panas

I wonder if he was joking.

Waiter: Minum apa?

Thim Weng: Ada cham tak?

Waiter: Ada.

Thim Weng: Ok bagi saya satu.

Waiter: *turns to me* kamu?

Me: Teh-o-ais.

Waiter: *turns back to Thim Weng* Itu cham nak panas tak?

Thim Weng: ah ok itu cham panas

Waiter: *turns to me again* Itu teh-o-ais nak panas tak?