Kim Possible

18 words that you might come across with whilst I blog, and I really think they should exist, but sadly they don't..

1. Anecdultery (an nek dul tah ree) n.
- The moment when you are halfway through telling someone a story - acting in the know and exaggerating like crazy - when you realise itwas their story in the first place. (also communitake, theminiscing)

2. Binfidel (bin' fid elle) n.
- A person who sneaks his rubbish into your bin once it's been put out on the kerb, so there's never any space for you last forgotten bag. (also binfilltrator, coup d'etatrash)

3. Boastbuster (bowst' bust tah) n.
- A person who, when asked to guess how cheaply you bought something, always picks a figure so extreme that your story falls completely flat. (also anecdope, pestimator)

4. Buckstop (buhk' stop) n.
- The space left between the person using an ATM and the first person in the queue behind them. (also PINcushion, dough man's land)

5. Cosmetic perjury (koz met ik' pur jah ree) n.
- The tactful response required when you meet an acquaintance who has proudly changed their hair, face ot body in a failed attempt to improve their appearance. (also fake-lift, umdiscretion)

6. Edgehog (edj' hog) n.
- A bus, couch, plane passenger who hogs the aisle seat so you have to climb over them to get a vacant spot. (also yobstacle, AisleBeRightMate)

7. Eyeberg (eyz' burg) n.
- The icy look I or any other teenager give my mother when I want her to stop talking to my boyfriend. (also off-peak, frigidglare)

8. Hope Couture (howp' ku toor)
- The item of clothing you keep for years or months, in the vain hope of you might fit back into it someday. (also wishfits, martin -luthers, as in "I have a dream..")

9. Lovestuck (luvh' stuck) n
- The mment on a first date when both people want to make a move but are scared of getting a knockback, and as a result: nothing happens. (also per-sensual tension, ankissipation)

10. Flaparazzi (fla oah' rah tzee) n
- Someone who is always in the background of a live news report, waving stupidly at the camera. (also telepathetic, vextra, eyejacker)

11. Knack-nicker (nak' nik ah) n.
- Someone who can't leave a hotel room without taking every tea bag, sugar sachet, complementary shampoo, etc. (aka my mother) (also the artful lodger, kleptomarriott)

12. Tearerist (te rah' ryst) n.
- A person in the cinema who seems to take ages to unwrap/pick/open/ their sweets/popcorn/chips, then eats them one by one, oblivious to the noise. (also tornmenter, weapon of multiplex distraction)

13. Piece de resistance (pees' d re zis tonts) n.
- The last bit of food left on a plate because everyone wants to be polite. (also gluttanot, remorsel)

14. Moanotone (mown o' toen) n.
- The faltering voice my mother, (or everyone else who works) uses when she/they ring work to tell them their sick. (also arggghccent, phlegmbellishment)

15. Shinterjection (shin' tah jek' shun) n.
- At a dinner party, the sharp kick under the table you give your partner to indicate that whatever it is they are saying, they must stop saying it right now. (also shin dig, toed rage)

16. Tortune (tor' tyoon) n.
- A catchy yet awful song that you just can't get out of your head, even after hearing it played just once. (also ABBAration)

17. Suffermore (suf ah' moor) n.
- A person who is always sicker or wose off than you. If you say you are a bit tired, they are exhausted. If you are snowed under, they tell you to try it with divorced parents. And when someone steals your boyfriend, they tell you that nothing can compare to what happened to them last summer. (also hurtuoso, sickophant)

18. Veriflycation (veri fly kay' shun) n.
- That unvoluntary movement of checking the fly made by all men as they re-enter a public place after leaving the bathroom. (also heflex action)


* And a very happy birthday to Lynn my BFFL, and happy.. Independance day? xx

Pix

- the new cut :(

- Bah with his buttoned nose

- the first embarassing picture of myself with a thong on my head.

- now who's the luckiest girl in the world?

- my favourite <3

- Daddy!

- good'ol school boys

I did it

I don't know why or what I'm writing, but for some reason, I just feel the need to. I don't know what I'm going to write about or am writing about, all I know is that.. I need to write. It's always like that. When there's something bothering me up in the money-maker, famously known as "brain", I tend to just write it out as to walking it off. I'm in PE class now but it's raining outside so it's just.. class. Jacin's next to me, copying off Ahnaf's karangan. (As we all are at some point of the day), I can hear Ms Sheeba in the background, trying to keep the class down. And do they listen? No, they don't. They never do. Unless your name is Ms Shanti (porkchops a.k.a our principal), or Ms Chinn (a banging teach). I want so mnuch to leave this school, but I can't. God know's why. (No emoness intended). I grew up here. I literally did. From having o-o in my pants during kindergarten, from crying and screaming bloody murder if daddy was 1 minute late, to the girl that has to try to stay up in geography class. Hands down, the people here.. well some, are queer. But they're.. welcoming-queer. They'll hit you with the common stares, but after that they'd accept you. (unless your name is Ivan) I joke, I joke. My first time on stage was in primary 3. We were casting for Snow White and the seven dwarves, and I was supposed to be snow white (but you're black ha-ha funny).. until they saw Ms Jacinta Yau I-don't-love-Carey. But I was casted as the witch and my costume was if you ask me, off the hzzzaaaaay. Now, I hear Izzy bragging about his london days, whilst explaning what fags are to MJ and Jenica. Cute, cute.

Hey, it stopped raining.

Reminisce some time

Fucking, eons ago.. Ish.

Waking up to the scent of roses and lillies

Ah yes, it has definitely.. been awhile.

• When I just lay back, and just let my mind wonder on its' own.. I still can't believe that it's 2008. So much has changed. So much.. It's scary. But in English Class the other day, Mr Eugene mentioned that change is the only permanent thing in life. Terrifying, but nontheless true. Sometimes, I just want to be back at Tungku beach with a box of tissues with Valentine, Nash and Dan looking at the stars with me.
• Yesterday was Valentine's, and Danial got me a bouqet of roses and lillies, and for a valentine's-always, a box of patchi chocolates.. He's a keeper.
• School's been hectic, but managable.. I have more than that to say, but a public blog isn't really where I want to spill my inner-guts to. But I'm managing, that's what matters right?
• It was also two of sibling's birthday yesterday, one's in New York, and the other is in Leeds. And you know what? I can't wait to see them this summer. We're actually, and atypically, gonna be at the same place.. at the same time. Albeit it's not Brunei's roof.. we'll still be under a roof together. Beggers can't be choosers, eh?
• Can you keep a secret? I miss Nazura. A lot.
• Sometimes, I just want disappear for awhile. Be it just for a second, I don't give. 1 second would do me justice.
  

Get me out of this limbo..

*Happy belated to Azim, Randy and Yusri. Happy birthday Abg J and Kakak Anna, Fatin. And happy birthday ben! xxx