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Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Bitter Contempt


Pic totally unrelated to post. And I guess angry rant ahead... avoid til next post, when I'm in a better mood.

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k go.

It's not often that you'd get pissed off by a total stranger on a bus, but still, I guess it can happen. It wasn't much of a big deal either, just probably my mood and tiredness.

Somehow out of luck I ended up at the station to catch the bus at the same time my grandparents had. I guess that's what happens when you wag uni. They happened to be with a friend~ and like all homey Asian gatherings get, they get happy, excited and loud.

We all got onto the same bus and since grandpa has a habit of seating alone, his friend was talking to him from I guess a few seats away. Sure there was a few strange stares at these Asians talking in their funny dialect half way across the bus to each other... but I doubt they were causing much serious disturbances.

So came the time when his friend had to get off the bus. The 80 year old happened to be carrying his own groceries by himself, which included a selection of potatoes and milk. Due to a sudden brake from the bus driver, he lost his balance during a goodbye wave to my grandpa and slipped backwards. Lucky he fell back onto his seat and the half empty bag of his just slid down the aisle.

Still, what struck me was that no one decided to help him. What was worse and made me really angry was the fact that this woman next to me quite loudly proclaimed "What a stupid man". What was dressed as a homely, pristine and probably hoping for classy with her ugly bleached blonde hair and cheap pharmacy sunglasses, woman, was perhaps the most grotesque reminder to me on ignorant people.

Selfish, pampered individuals like you would never know what it's like to be in trouble. Consideration is probably a concept too vague for that brain of yours filled only with lowly imitations of Gucci, Prada and LV. If you are free to hang around a bus at 3, perhaps seeking employment might make your dreary existence more worthwhile, and less like that of a pimple on the asscheek of society.

Keep your silence if all you can offer is your own downgraded human experience. The lack of compassion makes you a truly despicable creature dressed in a ironically worldly manner that only reflects how out of place you truly are. I regret not putting you in your place today, but I do hope one day, when you are slipping half way down the anus of life, a stranger would offer you the kind words ~ "What a stupid woman"

May you have a lovely day, and that you find the humourless bitterness in your own ignorance nostalgic, when the same scene replays itself on another bus. Only the person falling is your mother, or even better, yourself.

Friday, March 27, 2009

The day Shun lost his...

... DIGNITY.

What were you thinking?


From time to time, it's safe to say that shit happens. And on this particular day, the metaphorical shit dumped itself on one unsuspecting Shun Lu in the form of a Janice Chen. After much constant nagging that caused intense internal bleeding of the ears and the infections the size of a cantaloupe, I finally broke away Shun's defences... namely he finally agreed to doing it in the ear.

...you wish.

But death comes in a variety of sizes and gay designs...

Like your basic colours...

The more sombre shades of emo...

The stripy and negro...

So after much decisions and indecisions, he grabbed a bag and ran for the counter.... paid and shamefully left Cunt-tree Road. His expression was a mixture of emotions. Most would say he had the face of a man that got sodomised.

Looks pretty happy for a butt rape victim...
"Fuck..."

It wasn't even on sale...

It wasn't until 10 minutes later, that he realised that item was filed under female accessories. So to help ease him into this position of weird half boy half girlness... we employ the help of headbands.

I am being such a butt pirate to him...
Happy 8 months :)

Well finally after a day of torture and feeling like he's carrying giant black penis beneath his arm, we came back to Glenny Station where Shun was eagerly eyeing a bin and wondering if I'd fit.

Needless to say, like all those sodomised by a CR bag, you get used to it really quickly. Then you go out and whore your friends to get them.

Rickrolled.

<3>
About 10 mins after posting...

shun[fork]think that janice kid is pretty leet says:
*OMG
*i got rickrolled
† I z z y s p o o n Guylian guylian guylian <3>

8


88888888
~
Something special :)

that is all

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Oh so silly..

The more I hang around 2009, the more I notice things that I normally don't notice. And well I must say I'm the biggest stalker on earth and I do take a lot of random pictures with my phone, so one day, I'm definitely going to get sued. Still... there are so much bizzare things going on... I do agree I've been living underneath a rock.

Well this was on the 8am Glen Waverley train to uni, where it gets packed with people after the first few stations and still MOAR people want to get on. Beeecause, when you are all nice and close, groping becomes so much easier. >__>

Yeah I bet you'd hate to be on the train with me because, one I'm weird and annoying; two I'd take photos of you without you noticing. My reach is so vast that I got the lady in the other set of seats reading her neighbour's newspaper in a leisurely lounge that expresses boredom, while she's pretty interested on the inside. Get your own~~

As for the foreground... that's a lady writing what I thought was poetry at first, but then after some -cough- nonchalant glances, it turns out she was writing down a page of prayers. And well.. I thought that was random, she topped it off and pulled out a tin bible.

No joke... it's a tin O.o

As for a few sets of seats away, lady newspaper finally put away her less than $5 asset after noticing her private good was being turned into a public good and the benefits devoured by the lady next to her through some hardcore free riding. So... lady nonchalant realises her paper is gone, decides to glance out the window to ease her boredom.

And so we move on to my question of life at the moment... why don't hobos steal fire hydrants?

Having turned up to my tute too early, I poked around outside the tute room and realised...the fire hydrants are just hung on the wall. Sure that's all for easy access in an emergency (mind you there's like a binding plastic thing that probably needs to be cut with scissors, unless the hulk is around, I doubt people carry scissors in fires). STILL... from the way they just leave them lying around, I wonder why bums don't come and steal it then sell it on ebay or something.

I guess only someone as stupid as me would do something like stealing a fire hydrant >.> Hmm I also have vague memories of that building being on fire alert mode last year during my tute. I thought it was a joke too, turns out it was actually on fire. ~ oh well :P one less fire hydrant can't hurt ...

btw... MELBOURNE > MONASH

Not every uni offers free take home fire hydrants... or JELLY WRESTLING with girls in short shorts and tank tops in the middle of lunch on the South Lawn. OH YEEEEEAH. Wait I mean... -clap clap clap-

No, I don't dig girls ok? But still...it was pretty hot. Pity I was rushing to my tute in a building covered in jizz and aids...otherwise I might have stayed longer to take a video rather than a picture.

BUT, I BET MONASH DOESN'T HAVE THAT!... or tutors that wears see through shirts and black bras. :)

I sound like a raving lesbian. =/ That's uncool...

Then again, so are squishy physique and cheese coloured t-shirts. Plus too much emo mascara and baboon cheeks. I didn't snap the face, that's asking for rape. >.> but it's unsavoury all the same.

On par with the effing purple tights epidemic that's sweeping the streets of Melbourne. Purple tights are just gross... wtf man. It's like shouting "I have grape juice on my legs". :( I realllllly don't see the appeal in them. =/

However...


These are love. I recently just got one ... recently means really recently..like 2 hours ago. And aside from the evil side effects of headbands they are really quite lovely. :3 Now I have sufficient excuse to pretend I'm 12 :) thanks to a certain kind, generous person. <3>

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Huh?

Lately... I've been feeling lazy. So really, the details of my life became a bit too much to remember. Though a few observations here and there aren't too demanding. There is something wrong with the picture by the way...

I noticed I love watching people... and it sounds very stalkery. Still~ I did happen to notice...

Everyone seems to be aiming for tight clothes these days. Sure maybe it stops certain people's clothes from turning into tents and a circus amusement, at times when it gets too tight it becomes unflattering. People really shouldn't buy jeans that are 2 sizes too small and squeeze into them because the way it hugs their ass is hot... because their ass might be so hot it melts plastic benches, what's above it is ... not

Yup, something is definitely spilling out...

Aside from that, spiders seem to enjoy abseiling down from my hair. Imagine my surprise when one decided to ninja into my field of vision by dropping down while I was playing ds. With the way it was wobbling... it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the web was in fact, attached to my fringe. O.o I was too dopey to even panic, so while still engrossed in the new Covenant of the Plume, I grabbed the web and tissued the unfortunate thing. -cringe-

And there concludes another chapter of my life. I am quite sure I'm still scared of spiders tho... however unresponsive I was. Some people are just slow I guess...