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Thursday, July 16, 2009
The Headlines

Friday, 17th July 2009
Doctors and Scientists Stumped By Unidentified Disease.


Vanessa Ang Qianwen


Singapore- Chee Kor Pek*, 22, was reported to be suffering from an unidentified disease associated with the male genital.

Chee, a student of the National University of Singapore (NUS), was admitted to the hospital after passing out in the toilet early this morning. A distressed Mrs. Chee Bai Bai*, mother of Chee Kor Pek, has informed reporters of the Vanessa's Times that Chee has been complaining incessantly about pains in his genital area since last Friday after returning from his hostel, Prince George's Park Residence (PGPR).

Doctors have revealed that Chee has been diagnosed with a rare genital disease that has left scientists and doctors alike perplexed.

"This is the very first time that we (the doctors and scientists) have come across such a bizarre illness and we are still trying our very best to save Chee's genital.", reported Dr. Jekyll.

Despite the doctor's refusal to disclose further information regarding Chee's condition to the Vanessa's Times, an anonymous informant has leaked the exact symptoms of Chee's peculiar illness.

Evidently, it was revealed that Chee's scrotum had gradually turned to shades of nasty purple since last Friday. Chee's fainting episode in the toilet before being admitted to the hospital was due to utter shock when Chee removed his pants and saw that his testicles have dropped off completely.

Doctors are hopeful that they will be able to identify the root of Chee's problem in order to discover a cure for it.


*Names are entirely fabricated. If you happen to share the same name as the above mentioned, it is completely coincidental and that your parents must have either been fools or do not understand Hokkien or Teochew or local vulgarities.


Hahahaha!! The root to Chee's problems are due to the fact that he stole my clothes. I HOPE that I will be able to see an article such as this on the newspaper one day and I shall know who my jerkass-no-money-to-buy-bra-cum-clothes thief is.

Ok. Is not good to curse people actually. Maybe shall be a good Catholic and practice forgiving and forgetting. BUT I CAN'T DO IT EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT MY BAO BEI HALTER TOP!!! FUCKERS!!!

I've already put up notices at the laundry room and in the lifts appealing for those who know of my clothes' whereabouts to contact me, but to no avail. Sigh. I guess they're as good as gone.

Friday, July 10, 2009
Thief!! I Curse You!!!

Today's really a black friday! Although it's not even friday the 13th. Guess what folks?? MY CLOTHES KENA STOLEN WHEN I DID MY LAUNDRY AT PGP!!! I am still hopping mad as I am typing this can? Grr.. GRRR!!

Yesterday despite feeling exhausted and lazy.. I decided to do my laundry (now I wish I hadn't and had felt lazier. Gah!). And thus I soaked my clothes overnight and this morning I went to operate the washing machine to wash them. Checked my clothes.. clothes still there although I felt like the clothes seemed to have shifted position but did not give it much thought as thought that clothes might move while soaking. Hmm.. like the Brownian motion theory (whereby pollen grains suspended on water appear to be moving due to bombardment of water molecules)- am a brilliant student of science as am able to inject impressive scientific knowledge into daily activities. Haha! Anyways when I went to transfer the clothes to the dryer, I realised that some of my clothes were missing! As in I only placed my bao bei and favourite tops in this laundry bag with netting and only this bag was missing from the machine when I went to collect the clothes while the rest of the clothes were still there!!

EAT SHIT YOU STINKING THIEF!! STEAL MY CLOTHES FOR WHAT? GO GET YOUR OWN ONE CAN?! Boohoo. Am very sad/ fucking furious/ gloomy.. Grr. Some of the clothes are pretty new too ='(

I then lodged a report at the PGP office and after viewing the security cam in the laundry room.. the security person told me that they are unable to view the washing machine I used as it is blocked by a pillar. Eff. Damn useless la.. the cam. Dunno install for what! And what's worse is that I kept going back to the laundry room to like double and triple check to look for my clothes and I suddenly then realised this notice pasted in the laundry room stating that we are adviced not to leave our clothes unattended while washing/ drying and that PGP is not accountable for stolen or missing clothes. Walao. Do you bloody expect us to stand beside the washing machines like fools for an hour to wait for our clothes? Think we've got nothing better to do than to guard our clothes ar? Stinking security. Dunno what's the point for paying so much every month.

Alright.. well it's actually not exactly PGP's fault. IT'S THE THIEF'S FAULT!! I curse the thief! If it's a male.. I curse that your balls would turn purple and drop off like a ripened grape. If it's a female.. I curse that your boobs would sag to the floor and that your down there will rot.. emitting putrid odour. That will teach you to steal!

I miss my clothes =(

Friday, July 3, 2009
The Fuck Poem

Poem of the day:

There was once a girl who likes saying fuck,

Who cusses and swears and thinks that her life sucks.

One faithful day when she was down on her luck,

She woke up and realised she had turned into a duck.

However all she could do was not to quack but cluck,

And on some days she could even bark.

She was so grief-stricken her days were dark,

Till one fine day a prince came by and gave her a hug.

The spell was broken, her tongue came unstuck,

And she no longer had to cluck or bark.

She solemnly vowed never again to say fuck,

And lived her days happy as a lark.


A pretty awesome and vulgar poem huh?! Came up with this poem while in the showers yesterday =)

*Beams around proudly* (though actually there is nothing to be proud about. Think my dad will faint when he sees the stuff I type online. lol)

Thursday, July 2, 2009
Vanny the House Elf

I am hideously shagged!! (ok.. do not actually like to use the word shag as might invoke dark dirty thoughts in others but really am really tired!)

I feel like Dobby the house-elf! ( Dobby is a free elf, Harry Potter, sir! Squeak squeak). Was posted to work at the Central yesterday (Lien’s outlet) as they claimed that they only had two staffs. Work was ok albeit a tad unpleasant as felt pissed at certain point of time. I do not really like the manager there. I am sorry Lien.. I know that you said that she’s really nice and always plays with you. Well, no doubt she’s ok and rather nice when I spoke to her.. but I just felt that she’s not very responsible. I felt like yesterday was a jellyfishy sort of day.

(Ok let me explain. Jellyfishy in the sense that everything would be all nice and pleasant when all of a sudden either the manager or D, the lao da would do something to make me feel annoyed. Then things would go back to normal.. then they would come along again.. STING STING! And back to normal again. It’s like being stung but not knowing where it all came from.- I got this jellyfish idea from Bridget Jones seeing that I am not that creative to come up with it myself.)

I received my first jellyfish of the day when I just arrived at work and walked into the store room. Saw D, the lao da inside and instead of a ‘Hello’ as what a nice and well-mannered person would say, I received a ‘Whoa.. so late then come ar…’ . Checked my phone.. which showed that it was 1.45pm and I was supposed to start work at 2pm. Grr... and I just retorted back to him that I was not late lor. Hmph. Think I’m afraid of you ar.. grumble grumble. Lol. Actually D, the lao da is not that bad on the whole. Just that his presence at Central invariably means that the store room constantly reeked of his cologne (gag!!), and that I can’t slack as much seeing as he is the lao da. Not to forget the fact that his pants are too tight and yet he still somehow manages to squeeze a wallet and a comb into the back pocket resulting in the pants to cling on to the buttocks snugly-which is a very, very disturbing sight.

As for the manager.. she starved me till almost 7pm before I had my first break ok!! It’s no wonder that I am pissed and you can’t blame me cos a hungry person is an angry person k! (And not to mention that eating is my fav! Lol.) You know.. after she went for her first break she was like practically in the storeroom the whole time.. occasionally emerging to check on the crowd situation at ClubMarc. Then she would disappear again. Leaving only Robin and I in the lurch when we were already short of people. Tsk! Shortly after that.. she came out and told me that she’s going for her second break when I hadn’t even go for any breaks yet. Well she did ask me if I were hungry and I replied ‘rather hungry’ at which she just told me that she will still go for break first and I could have mine when she returns. Grr. Neh neh. Then ask me for what.. ask already is equivalent to not asking. She then disappeared for her break for two hours plus by the time which my stomach has completely deflated like a punctured tyre. Grr. I really think that she is inconsiderate and irresponsible.. and slightly selfish seeing that she cares more for herself more than her subordinates.. and she is supposed to be the manager. Oh yeah.. actually I heard that she's been demoted to being a supervisor. Hmm..

Other annoying jellyfishes including her bugging me a few times to keep an eye on the ladies' department when I strayed to the shoes and men's. Like hello! Central is like a ghost town in the afternoon so what was I supposed to keep an eye on? Really don't like it when someone nags at me.

After that.. spent the rest of the night steaming clothes all the way till 2.15am and was totally and utterly knackered.

Hmm.. felt at home and happy to be working back at Vivo again today with Manuel the Menace and my manager Elaine. She was really nice to me today.. don't know what came over her. Like she treated us to drinks and BK. And I really do enjoy working with Manuel cos he always makes me laugh and he's nice to talk to =)

Okayss.. enough of complaining about work. House elves need to rest too. *Snaps fingers*. Poof!!