Still nothing to blog...

Eh...I know i not been blogging but i am still........FUCKING MOODY....my pms is coming...pls dun upset me at all...(Mr sebastian, if u are reading this, u are warned as well...)Btw, Mr Sebastian is my customer, he is the one who can make my mood change and can also make my day...if u kena Gan by me, the reason might...I said MIGHT... be him....take revenge from him ba...hahahaha

Wei, Master Ho, dun take revenge on me by giving me lots of orders especially on fri hor..although i dun cheong but i need to accompany my bf k....

Anyway i am still fucking sian...my astrologer bluff me..he said i will have good luck for 20 years from 22 JUNE onwards and I dun feel lucky at all...FUCK...is he cheating me or what...this fucking joke is damn fucking sick...anyway, i wont be updating my post too often until i settle my personal stuff, try coming in every week ba...i will inform u once i got my mood back.

Eh...mai complain hor, gals (although i look like ah gua but i am still 100% a woman!) are like that, everything depend on mood de...if u not happy then...not happy lar...also none of my bloody business..

No pics to provide until i get a new cam...ya..a NEW ONE..cos my second sis broke my old BLOODY DIGICAM...yes..MISS LIM..U, i swear i dun let u touch anything..u are worst than me lor...i spoilt cheap stuffs but u broke all the expensive one...

Found this joke and i was like...WA LIEW....KNN...NB... -_- <---SIBEI SIAN 1/2 :

This woman goes into a funeral home to make arrangements for her
husband's funeral. She tells the director that she wants her
husband to be buried in a dark blue suit.

He asks, "Wouldn't it just be easier to bury him in the black
suit that he's wearing?"

But she insists that it must be a blue suit and gives him a blank
check to buy one.

When she comes back for the wake, she sees her husband in the
coffin and he is wearing a beautiful blue suit. She tells the
director how much she loves the suit and asks how much it cost.

He says, "Actually, it didn't cost anything. The funniest thing
happened. As soon as you left, another deceased was brought in,
this one wearing a blue suit. I noticed that they were about the
same size, and asked the other widow if she would mind if her
husband were buried in a black suit. She said that was fine with
her.


So . . .






I . . . . . . . .






switched . . . . . .





the heads"