Random, Disjointed Rabble

I can't decide which I want more - being able to wear anything I want and not puke at my reflection in the mirror, or eat anything and as much of it as I want with reckless abandon. :(

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Currently thinking of A Troll In Central Park. Probably the gayest movie I've ever enjoyed.

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Okay, cravings.

• Char koay kak. Piping hot with chives and salty-sweet preserved radish pieces and the whole shebang. Melaka road trip, anyone? :D
• Popiah chee. No more cravings for I'm making these babies soon.
  
• Pietee.
• For some strange reason, Rotiboy. You know, with the butterscotch centre. *stomach gurgles*
• RJ braised chicken with fried garlic rice swimming in charsiew sauce. Oh man oh man that stuff is to die for.
  
• Char koay teow.
  
• Peanut pau! Which nobody seems to sell wtf
• That deep-fried glutinous rice ball with peanut filling (the name eludes me)
• Yam basket! With kung po kai ting. Or kung po frogs' legs. That'll work.
• BreadStory. Oh yeahhhh
• Bakkwa
• Siewpao
• Old style butter cupcakes
  
• Rice
• Sweet stuff from the office... Like the peach stuff... Which they always seem to make on days I ain't workin... Hmph. Wish the peach stuff was made with the ginger cake tho-

OMG STOP!!!

How la liddat. If I had just one wish, I'd wish that every excess calorie I had would go to some starving child in Cambodia (because I think Cambo's are cute). See, that way I'd get to help someone needy and have my cake! Literally. Bah! So much for daydreams. *sulk*

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On the to-do list!

• Popiah chee
• Lor bak
• Pumpkin soup
• Char Siew
• Get Link's ass to Hyrule Castle (whaaat?! I like that game.)
• Buy a new mouse. Stupid thing is spazzing out.
  

Made a one-pot chicken rice thing today. Not too bad; it'll prolly end up a college-days dish for its simplicity. The new Shiitake mushrooms are DISGUSTING! Must get yummier ones.

And oh god do I lurve my Microplane. I love it to bits. Grates ginger like magic! No disgusting chunks to bite into. God, I love my Microplane.

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I thought I could take Psychology as my pick but apparently they need me to do MATH?!?! Wtf. The hard kind summore. Oh well.

Probably not for me anyhow. I'd tell all the emo suicidals to just go ahead and do it and save the bother of making everyone go through their misery.

OH WHAT WILL I DO WITH MY LIFEEEEEEE

Urgh I might probably really end up picking something safe and disgusting like Accounting.

Why can't I be something exciting like, the chick version of Hugh Hefner (won't you ladies adore moi. Toyboy Mansion woot!), or berdrama on TV, or be a biofuel tycoon who makes my gazillions selling pig shit, or own an international charkoayteow franchise, or become WangLeeHom's tai-tai? Why?! WHYYYYYYY

Because I live in the real world, right? Sigh. *picks at fingernails*

FLUFF.

Wow. That most be the first one-word title I've ever used.

Not that I have anything against one-word titles. :P

But I digress! For today, I am supposed to share FLUFF! As in FLUFF!

It's a love story
Baby just say
Yes

Yeah. That kind. :3

I know I've been whining a lot about how nasty people can be at work, but I've never mentioned that it is also the place where truly lovely people can be found. Not just my Boss and colleagues (we'll save that for another day), but customers as well.

See, people usually save our pretty pastries (ooh look alliteration!) for special events, so they're usually sweet people who care enough to plan in advance for that special occasion for their loved ones. Aww. And I swoon every time a man comes in and says "I was just looking at your cupcakes and thinking of... uh, someone... She loves these things!". Never mind if it's his boyfriend he's talking about. 'Cause that's just plain darn sweet.

So now I say it's officially unfair that men equate everything to sex. Unless of course the equation goes something like this:

Cupcakes = she likes! = she happy! = shehornywanttofug

Then it'll be a bit disappointing la. But I'm going to have faith in the human race today.

But anyway! Cutest love story evarrr!

This guy right, he came in, and bought a dessert for his chick, and said,

"I have a special request to ask of you. When she comes in, could you give her this? *holds out and envelope* Ask her to read it immediately, then tell her, 'SMS him.' She will understand. She's not allowed to call! That will give her the location of the next clue."

OMG sofa king cute can?!?!

So me and Jeansie were like swooning all over the place despite ourselves and were totally dying to see what she looked like!! (if she was ugly and totally bitchy and undeserving of him then we could cry over another perfect man lost. But she wasn't.) She came in a salmon pink dress and wowwee, was she purty. She was smiley and excited and totally cool and sporting about her dude sending her on this crazy treasure hunt. We gawked at her through the frosted glass panels and I was jumping up and down and squealing,
"OMFG that's so cute! OMFG that was so farking cuteeee!!! I think he's gonna propose!! OMG so cuteeeee!!!!"

So we sent the really cool dude an SMS notifying that she had gotten it, and he replied, "Yes I know. I saw her walk in. Haha. Thanks for all your help." So nice of him not to mention my jumping about and swooning and spying on her like a sampatfour. :P

And while we were punching in his purchase he was on the phone arranging for some boat ride. Can you say, "WAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"? Amazing Race-style proposal. The man is a genius.

I think pastry and love are meant to go hand-in-hand. Bakerella did something nice for this couple. SHO CUTEEE.

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I saw Wanyi and Jeffery in MV today. :)

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Thankiuuuu Cathy for the translation... It's hard work and I kinda suck balls at it but I loves it! A coupla words were read wrong but since my writing is fugly it's amazing enough you read like, 98% of it right. XD

Cat: Wahhh Jackie you look like a GIRL!!!

Discovery of the century, ladies and gentlemen.

Psst! Cheese In Pour. Hahahahahahah

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Perverted humour. (NSFW) Go figure.

Artist's a woman apparently, so that's kinda cool.

We need more openly perverted (and funny) women in this world. (i.e. Rumiko Takahashi!) It's only right.

Fave. (NSFW) "I make statues you can f*ck!" LMAO

PS: Now really, if you're gonna act like you have a stick up yer ass after you follow those links then just don't in the first place la ok? You has been warnded.

HELP MEEEEEE D:

My fingers are on fayar!!!

Make the burning go away... *whine*


I shall never cut a million chillies with bare hands ever again. :'(

I Had Nasi Lemak.

For the first time in my life.

Tonight. ^^

I know. I can almost hear the cries of "INFIDEL!!!"

And I'd like to say...

It doesn't taste as bad as when you fart it out. Lol. Yeah 'been avoiding it these past years 'cause of the smell that comes out your rear end a couple of hours after you consume it... XD

But that's not the point! The point is that I made it (:D :D) and made them into adorable little nasi lemak hors d'œuvre thingies à la Boss! (super :D).

Did I mention it's my first time? Did I mention I usually suck at anything involving a flame? Did I mention my usually-cynical brat brother said the sambal I made was awesome? (THANK YOU AMY BEH!!!)

I made awesome-tasting stuff that looks awesome. (Never mind the unoriginality of the entire thing. Beginners have to start somewhere.) :D

I'm sorry. The idea of it all is still sinking in. :D

Ah; the unrepentant self-promoter in me. :D :D :D

Sick of me yet? :P

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Guess it wasn't a completely wasted day then.

I actually planned to make the nasi lemak hors d'oeuvres for Rosary today, but since all the people were away for Deepavali holidays it was postponed... So much for taking a day off to be somewhat religious for an hour. *shrug*

But who cares! I made awesome-tasting awesome-lookin' stuff! Heeee. :D :D

Come on now, loves. =)

I ain't no hippie.

So kiss and make up before I comes spank ya!! ;P

Kicked In The Nuts.

Poodle A: Hi, are you JessicaAlba*?

Me: Uh, no. I'm Jackie. Are you looking for anyone in particular? =)

Poodle A: Yes, JessicaAlba. I believe she owns the place or something.

Me: Uh... There isn't a JessicaAlba here as far as I'm aware of, I'm afraid. =)

Poodle A: Well there has to be, because she *points at Poodle B* knows a JessicaAlba; so we actually have connections (emphasis on the word) to the store. Who is the owner then? Not you, I suppose?

Me: The owner's name is Chuck*... No, *laughs* I'm not; I help-

Poodle B: *interupts* Tsk no she's just doing SALES lah. *waves hand at me like I'm some fly at a mamak stall and proceeds to sashay out of the store*

Me: Muthafacking bitch. *socks her one*


Yeah yeah only inma imajinasin. -.-''

I hope there's a special place is purgatory for this brand of arrogance and I'll be the one dishing out the cruel and unusual punishments. :D

Strangely enough this kind of thing doesn't happen to my other colleagues; can't help to think if it's because they're older or because it's just me and I'm not doing something right. :S

IF ANYONE HERE DARES TO MENTION "FACE PROBLEM" TO ME YOU'RE GONNA GET ONE TOO. Grr, I said.


**names obviously changed to protect my see fatt. =D


Oh well. At least this person thinks I'm nice. C:

Yes I Google myself to see what people think of my service periodically. Go shove it up yo a$s.

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OH WHY OH WHY DIDN'T I GO AND WATCH FREAKIN' SURROGATES WITH MOMMY AND DADDY AND PUPU WHY OH WHY

Ah; the missed opportunities of my life. X___X

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On a lighter note, I cannot believe the PMR babies like, finished PMR! These are like the final batch of younglings whose faces are familiar to me, and will always look like widdle babies to me. :3

Can't believe they'll be freakin' Form 4 next year.

*wistful sigh*

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Padma honey I'm so so sowiee about Deepavali, I am. :S

Pohtaytoe, Pohtahtoe

Okay. For the record, I like MEN.

Just so everyone's clear on that. Okay? Okay. Good.

Thereisn'tastorybehindthisnoreally

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Happy birthday to AJ! She's finally as old and ugly and stinky as me. :D

We loves you loads!! (hearts)


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Sometimes I'm so unforgivably cheesy I wonder if it's even healthy. :)