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...heart beat...
it's me.

Your photo here.

HELLOO!! I'm Amanda~
Born on 23rd Feb.
ICE CREAM & BOOKS FTW!

strike out.

I want happiness
I want to see the world

Happy People

  • Janice -Octopie/Rude Ass-
  • Jo Rene -Mrs Ryeo Wook-
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    Sunday, January 30, 2011

    Here's something 'nice' for the housemate whom I hope will leave soon ^_^



    Dear Z,

    I've put up with your horrid habits for the past 2 years and slightly more than a month that I've been here.
    I have to sincerely say that
    Your cooking stinks our unit...comparable to that of a rubbish dump
    I don't know how you eat your food
    Which consists 70% of the cooking oil you pour into your pot
    It's like basically soaking your food in oil and adding more for extra flavour
    Not that I care about your health that much
    But the leftover oil should be disposed of in a proper manner befitting a person of your age and education
    But no.........OBVIOUSLY you had to pour it into someone else's bowl....
    HOW MATURE

    Moving on from the oil that you 'drink'
    I hope you stop the habit of cooking in the middle of the night when others are asleep
    If you really have to, then please stop clanging your spatula against the pot
    As if you need to announce that your scarily unhealthy food is ready to serve
    Besides that, the horrible and indescribable odour from your cooking
    finds its way to the room nearest to the kitchen (MINE)
    Which is why I keep my sliding door open and my room door shut tight when you cook

    Since I've started ranting about windows...
    I might as well mention the fact that any logical, rational and courteous human would find the decency to open the window after you take a dump in the lavatory.
    How would you like walking into the loo inhaling someone else's gaseous secretion?
    Not an pretty thought I reckon.
    Guess you couldn't read the nice notice stuck "Pls open the window after"?
    All those years sloughing for your International Business Degree
    and you can't understand a simple sign *sigh*

    And after all those shenanigans,
    You can still find the guts to ask me why the toilet's so stuffy
    How can you expect air movement when you already shut the window?
    Unless by some magical power that our unit has its own wind movement
    I shudder to think what kind of wind movement you could suggest

    To continue, I hope you keep your itchy and prying fingers away from someone else's laundry in the washing machine
    The RED little LED lights light up when someone is using the machine
    Or are you colour blind?
    Keeping someone waiting for their laundry to be done for almost an hour
    Because you just had to take a peek at the laundry sloshing around in the machine
    "The laundry in the machine goes round and round,
    round and round, round and round"

    That's all you can expect.
    There's nothing special about laundry being washed....if you HAD to look...why not do your own laundry for once?

    I will not go into the details of your unhygienic living because I don't care how you live

    Finally, I hope you
    never come knocking on my door ever again

    Asking to borrow money or to borrow my phone to call back to the land from whence you came
    I will never give you anything of mine
    Because someone else has had the pleasure of helping you
    and you repaid her by NOT returning her 50bucks and using up her phone credit
    You seriously think that a simple "Oh, I'm so sorry" would top up her credit?
    Such a simpleton you are
    AND if your internet isn't working, don't effing tell me...
    If you've got a problem, go to the technician...
    You don't pay me and I have no obligation to bother

    By the way, the dishes and the leftover nonsense in the sink are all yours
    When you return to the land from whence you came,
    I'm gonna throw them away if you don't take them with you
    Because obviously no one is going to wash them for you and no sane person would want to use your stinking, unwashed dishes

    P.S. : I simply can't wait to throw away all your expired and rotten stuff from the fridge the day you go away and if I'm in the mood, I'd even clean the whole damn thing :)


    Oh yeah, I wish you all the best in your future and I hope you pass all your papers because I really don't want to see you a second time. But if I do, I can happily think that "at least I'm not sharing a living area with you anymore". I hope you get married with that boyfriend of yours and live in the U.S. and I would like to extend my deepest condolences to the people living near you.



    GOODBYE Z! Let's hope our paths never cross ever again! :) For your sake and mine.


    12:05 AM


    Sunday, January 23, 2011

    One of the songs that I re-listening nowadays :)



    Snail (달팽이) By Fly To The Sky

    Sometimes the way home takes so long
    Sometimes I get so tired and exhausted
    As soon as I open the door, I fall asleep
    And when I wake up, no one is there

    When I lay my body in the small bathtub,
    A small snail comes to me and whispers in a soft voice

    That someday when that day comes,
    it will go to the ocean at the end of this harsh world

    No one saw it but I will follow the sound of the waves in my memory

    I want to go forever

    Everyone is in their cars, going somewhere.
    I am walking on the street with
    a pack of cigarettes and a melting ice-cream bar



    The sun is up high, shining on me

    When a small snail comes to me
    And greets me and sings for me quietly

    That someday when that day comes,
    it will go to the ocean at the end of this harsh world

    No one saw it but I will follow the sound of the waves in my memory

    I want to go forever

    I gave up my everything
    But now everything is fading away like smoke

    With my remaining strengh, in my last dream,
    I will cross the ocean so I will forget everything

    That someday when that day comes,
    it will go to the ocean at the end of this harsh world

    No one saw it but I will follow the sound of the waves in my memory

    I want to go forever





    Translation by eebyul @ aheeyah.com, http://aheeyah.com/lyrics/panic/panic_1_tran.htm




    12:49 AM