"...there are men who gets turned on when they dress up in babies' nappies and
waddle around the place, knocking things over and being fed pureed carrots and behaving exactly like babies."

EWWW. That's an excerpt from Marian Keyes' Further Under The Duvet, her latest biography. Shit, I'd divorce any husband of mine who engages in that type of fetish. EWWWwwwwwWww.

Imagine:
"Mommy can I have your tee-tee? Baby wants Mommy's tee-tee. Baby wanna milk-milk. Can baby have mommy's tee-tee? BABY WANTS MOMMY'S TEE-TEE. WAhHHhhhh!!"

Oh my god. Maybe a divorce isn't enough. If I do come across such a man, I'd do my part for womankind by wiping him off the face of the earth with an M-16. (Pity, I would have had the chance to handle one if I didn't have to leave national service one month early).

I would be so horrified that I'd kick such a man out to the streets(in his nappies) and
throw out all his possessions(which will be soaked with petrol) and throw a match on to the pile. I freak out at the thought of such men. Anyone remember the scene from Sex And The City when Carrie was dating this politician and he wanted her to pee on him?

I draw my line at foot fetish. My feet are suffering from a serious bout of low self esteem so it could do with some hot luvvin'. My housemate Xiong Khee pointed at my toes and laughed, "HAHAHAHA!! Why so big one? HAHAHA!!".

:(

Moving on to other matters..

My patience limit has been tested by that cafeteria owner through and through. Hence, I decided to do this:

 



I decided to don a hooded jacket with track pants. Lishen decided to pose with this weird girl.

See if the stupid cafeteria owner is satisfied now? Only the skin on my face and hands can be seen. That should be 'proper' enough for her. The plan was to pull on the hood of my jacket, zip the jacket until high high and give her a damn bitchy expression while piling her fish eyeballs stew(or whatever they were gonna serve today) on to my tray and see how she'd react.

Unfortunately, it was her off day today. :( 

The cafeteria owner strikes again. Yesterday, she told me off for wearing too short shorts to the bloody cafeteria in front of a long line of other people. I mean who is she, the disciplinary board? And even if so, WHAT discipline?! The rule book did not state that I cannot wear anything I want outside of the campus.(The cafeteria is detached from the campus). In fact, the rule book said that we can wear Bermuda shorts and etc during sports and after uni hours. Sheesh. Like for heaven¡¯s sake
, it¡¯s just shorts. I was not running around in a bikini or a tube or whatever. I mean you just don¡¯t tell another adult off  for wearing something ¡®undesirable¡¯. 

Yesterday she approached me when I took her (yucky) food and she said, "Why your pants so short? Do you know that you cannot wear so short?" Then I told her that I didn¡¯t know and she said,  "Are you a new student? Next time cannot wear so short,". I was scared lah because I thought she was some high ranking admin person in the university. Turns out that she was the one I was supposed to pay RM1.50 to if I wanted an ice-cream. So exactly what is her position to instill disciplinary advice to me? AND ONCE AGAIN IT'S NOT AGAINST THE RULES. If it was, I would've been told, right? If I have the chance, I will ask the students affairs department about this.

Today, when I was paying for my ice-cream, she said to me in an exasperated voice, "I told you already, your pants are too short." Wtf?

"Oh no, THESE are longer than yesterday's. These are not AS short as yesterday's." I replied, quite angered.

"Yes lah, but don't be too short lah." She said again.

"I'm sorry but I have no longer shorts. There's nothing much I can do about it. The rules did not say anything about us not being able to wear shorts. It only said that I can't wear shorts during classes and library visits." I tried defending myself.

Just at that moment, good ol' Jamie walked by and she said, "Yea, it¡¯s not in the rule book."

"I don't know lah, but the guard will scold you if he sees you in shorts," the cafeteria owner said.

"Uh-huh, this is the cafeteria what. Not like I¡¯m going into the university at this time also, right?" . I manglished.

And with that I walked away to bitch to my friends.

HOW CAN LIKE THAT WAN???! I HATE TO BE TOLD OFF FOR THE THINGS I PUT ON MY BODY.  This will be considered as a discrimination against ugly thighs if anything. It's like telling a fat woman, "Oi, don¡¯t wear tube can or not? Damn fat wei."

Sorry lor if my thighs are not a nice sight.

Very short meh?

Anyway, mo liu photos from my hostel:

L-r: Wuan Ping, Me, Lishen
Posing with smiley biscuits.

Me pretending to be hardworking.

Panning cute with Lishen.


I don't think I've shown you my room?

My cupboard and my clothes dumper.

My bed and the mess that surrounds it.

l-r: Wuan Ping, Lishen, Cze-Yin

Xiong Khee raiding the fridge in our kitchen

 
Lishen's Legs                                           My legs

Out in the wilder part of the woods, lived 7 rodents who were forced to stay together in a big oak tree because of a Rodent Conservation Programme. They were made out of 5 squirrels and 2 hedgehogs. Jay the squirrel was chosen as head of tree because she was outspoken and easily bullied. All the animals got on fine together.

Except Shannie the Squirrel and Vinnie the Hedgehog were not on good terms because they accused each other of leaving their mass of tangled fur in all the cavities(their living room, kitchen, bathroom) of the big oak tree. Jay the Squirrel was made to call or a tree-house meeting and she didn't really wanted to but she was forced to write down the stupid rule of picking up each other's fur should anyone shed any. It was a very embarrassing time for all the rodents.

Jay is trying her best to maintain the friendship between all the rodents in the house. But after all, hedgehog and squirrels are different species even though their all rodents.

Lately, Nini the Hedgehog has been suffering from a bout of skin problem. Nini the Hedgehog usually leaves the quiet oak tree area for the centre of the woods every now and then to pluck the so-called miraculous herbs that grows in the wilderness of the centre of the woods. Everyrodent in the oak tree is happy for Nini because it seems that she is getting better. Unfortunately, one of the side effects is that more clumpy fur is being shed and Nini the Hedgehog aggrevates it by picking at it and Shannie The Squirrel, Kiki The Squirrel and even the docile Cici the Squirrel are uncomfortable with it. They had the cheek to ask Jay the Squirrel to tell Nini off for shedding her fur everywhere. Jay the Squirrel refuses to do anything about it because it will be so damn rude to say something like that.

However, Jay the Squirrel had to clean the mess that was made from the fur shedding business and Jay lost her appetite for the big mound of nuts which was her dinner. Jay the Squirrel is not sure if she should blame Nini for making a mess and should know what's happening and perhaps take the initiative to clean it up or if she should just stomach it in order to maintain peace in the entire tree. After all, they have no idea how many more summers and winters they will have to go through together.

On a different note, Jay The Squirrel is enraged by the owner of the mulberry bush(which is in all honesty has basically crappy berries but it is the only source of food for miles and smiles) for showing too much of her nice squirrely legs in the latest short shorts made from Hisbiscus leave.(Jay the Squirrel was in the Merdeka Mood - hence she was using the Hibiscus flower patriotically). The Mulberry Bush owner confronted Jay The Squirrel in front of all the entire animals awaiting their turn to pick mulberries. The mulberry bush owner does not allow Jay the Squirrel to wear her Hibiscus leave shorts anymore because they are too short. Another squirrel in a different conservation programme was wearing even shorter shorts(perhaps made from Jasmine leaves) and yet SHE was not told off.

Jay The Squirrel hates to be reprimanded for a dress code that is so irrational.

Maybe Jay The Squirrel will consider going naked for her mulberries picking session; just like how all squirrels were once a long time ago.