<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:55:34.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life, My temper, My everything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-2753480246877317129</id><published>2008-03-22T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T05:00:58.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously .. once again .. this blog really aint for reading purposes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna throw all my anger here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jackasss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucker!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck to you my dearest uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i present to you my middle finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are an absolutely ridiculous idiot, totally impossible, horrifying piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot imagine living my life wif you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you scream when you like to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody just pisses you off.. dont they?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your odd, weird, fucking attitude.. its just a matter of time i may kill you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT PUSH ME TOO FAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i naively thought that everything was nice and well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you go do such stupid shit to break that very last thread of respect i have in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh .. you know what .. after talking to your friend the other day .. i realise you are beyond help .. you say all sorts of shit you like .. you scream you shout .. then you regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point, damage is done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. forget it .. you egoistic bastard... you will nv apologize anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby mark my words...&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GAIN INDEPENDENCE, WILL MAKE SURE I PAY BACK EVERYTHING AND SINGLE CENT TO YOU BY THE AGE OF 35. if you ever survive till that age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-2753480246877317129?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/2753480246877317129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=2753480246877317129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/2753480246877317129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/2753480246877317129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2008/03/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-9066294500006755896</id><published>2007-12-11T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T07:20:41.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL STARTED... ho ho ho ... i think i am going to die terribly this sem.. school's chalking up on school's proj.. 4 to be exact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then .. i have e bloody SIP report&lt;br /&gt;then my uncompleted logbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes my home... my room is still unpacked&lt;br /&gt;then new year is approaching&lt;br /&gt;and i am trying to plan for a christmas gathering ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-9066294500006755896?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/9066294500006755896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=9066294500006755896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/9066294500006755896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/9066294500006755896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-2011038280657781000</id><published>2007-10-14T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T10:41:26.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life - fast forwarded</title><content type='html'>wells wells ... been a SE-RI-IOUS-LY long time since i updated this place. told you guys i will be here only once in a blue blue moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez,.. anyway .. cut the story short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Buzzing ard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Busy with crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Intership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Renovations&lt;br /&gt;Cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ... life have been way way way way way much better ever since i got transferred to tamp mall ... i so seriously love it .. i wake up at 9.30, having to report at 10.15, i will not be late (cabs included). people are much much nicer (though i do not wish to mix the bad apples from the nice ones, you know who you guys are) and i can even sleep in the storeroom!!! =X. i got to learn much much more things.. i finally understooded the theory of the damn stock cards, knew finally how to use the damn system to check stocks, cut stock, in stock, pack stock and the soon to come - count stock! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i feel useful for the first time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*cheap child labourer signing off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-2011038280657781000?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/2011038280657781000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=2011038280657781000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/2011038280657781000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/2011038280657781000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-fast-forwarded.html' title='life - fast forwarded'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-134833196425829036</id><published>2007-09-13T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T03:16:26.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seriously Dreaded Attachments</title><content type='html'>10 sept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray ...its e day of SIP lauch .. had to report to school by 9 am .. but ended up there watching a stupid video.. shot by dunno who .. it was all e info about attachment life.. anyway .. e video is just plain dumb lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways ... had "lectures" from our cm .. telling us of the things to take note of during e sip journey ... then it was off to us meeting our LO(liason officer)... Ms asha kumaran ... she's really nice and funny ... and she even helped us find out all e possible ways to arrive to our reporting destinations... isnt she nice ?. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais... anyways... as expected ... got posted to swarovski ... But without the expected pay ... got the minimum of 450 ... basket!.... arggghhhhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways ... had bubble tea after which ... a very usual activity which we always indulge in ... it is cheap .. food isnt too bad... (how bad can fried food go ... hahaha )... and we can talk for hours and not get chased away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was off to mahjong sessions! (i love mahjong .. hahah .. got really addicted to it ever since i picked it up during yr 2... )... BUT BUT BUt... we played without money ... hmphs... i dun quite like that ... cause like i always say ... even if i "zha hu".. also nvm ... cause i dun need to pay!... hahaha....anyways .. pls dun ever quote me if you guys are ever gambling .... cause you will no longer be laughing when you are asked to pay for all other 3 players...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 sept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of attachments ... tot the first day will be all nice and sweet ... with training and stuff at the office... assumed that it will be an office affair for that day ... but to my shock ... we had to go down to e stores for e second part of TRAINING... ... i am seriously hating retail jobs more now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... e first part at office was fine.. having to hear abt all e histories of swarovski... etc etc ... then it was e technical shits.. uniform ... tags... and wasnt too bad... cause we had a really cute incharge - shufen .. super cute woman ... she is so full of expressions.. which some freaked us out ...as it was really done at the wrong time .. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then off we went to the retail floor... i seriously think it could have been  improved...i wasnt at all introduced to the co-workers... i was left to find out abt them myself..... she just went straight into telling me abt all e products .. and giving me a booklets to better understand all about their home decor crystal collection... but she missed out e part of e necklaces... and i was really very much left with nothing to do... she completed everything in like less than 1 hr... and then i left to rot....at times... i really felt idiotic .. stood there like some idiot dont know what to do .. what not to do .. with a pair of legs which could give way any moment... i just felt plain dumb ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then people started flowing in @ 5 ... i told myself.. i can no longer stand there like a idiot... so i tried to serve cust ... but i tell you .. it really suck when you have to ask another person about every other thing ... i knew nuts abt all e prices.. it just sucks la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a woman came in ... how shld i put it ... you can say she is rather troublesome... she asked me to take out more than 10 over pieces at one go ... at one hand... i had to please her... yet on another hand... it was e store cleanliness i had to keep in mind... i didnt dare to put e unwanted pieces at the back of the counter.. cause i was afraid of being accused if anything might happen to the crystals... and the store was so crowded at that time... theft was really easy ... so i tot leaving it at the velvet board would be e best solution ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... she stayed on for quite some time before deciding on 3 necklaces,... and so that was how i made my first and only sale that day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shld i? or shld i not?.. i think at this rate.. we would be over worked... e minimum to fulfil is 44 hours... but at 11 hrs per day, 5 day work week .. we would be hitting 55 hrs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we have no extra pay for that 11 hours... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no OT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no commission.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know its attachment ... but that doesnt mean it is fair for you guys to do this ... if its just an extra of 1 - 3 hrs... i would shut up ... but 11 hrs leis... i could do something much better with that 11 hrs... i could even earn more than the pathetic pay you're giving if i had that extra time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hais... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*cheap child labourer* signing off ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-134833196425829036?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/134833196425829036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=134833196425829036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/134833196425829036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/134833196425829036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/09/seriously-dreaded-attachments.html' title='The Seriously Dreaded Attachments'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-5283031007913342647</id><published>2007-09-05T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T02:48:21.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sept</title><content type='html'>sorry ... havent been updating all these while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe .. partially cause i am lazy ...and have been rather busy recently too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms.. let me think .. what can i write abt?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...heres one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just celebrated louis's 19th birthday ... we had a crazy 31st night .. hahaha... first went to Amici for dinner.. (its a Italian restn) then it was down to pub with another gang of his friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms... at amici .. e experience was a good one... Excellent service, friendly staffs, great ambience (very very very good place to bring your loved ones there) ... crazy friends, good food... what more can we ask for?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was really good... only if portions could be ALITTLE bigger.. hahaha... Anyways ... cause we werent too hungry .. Lou, Zac and me shared our food... (actually ... i did fill myself on purpose.. hahhaa .. didnt wanna spend too much . hahaha) we ordered a piece of meat ... i cant remember e name, but it taste great =) but e size is really ... pathetic.... trust me .. e plate was really big ... but e meat is no bigger than a size of coaster?!?.. in fact, alot smaller.. if i didnt get my propotions wrongly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but nvm .. we ordered a pizza too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me .. it was damn funny when e pizza was served..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we 3 were staring at the pizza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were expecting e norm pizza, Big, Round, Flat, with the regulars on top of it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HUGE curry puff&lt;/span&gt;... we thought ... It was damn funny... i swear .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so anyways... we gobbled it, and it taste great too =).. it is more juicy, compared to e usual, where e crust can be really dry and, or thick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so afterwhich ... down we went to Graz (i seriously cant rem e exact spelling of it ... grax? graz? gras?... argh!) its a pub. So ya .. a little joke occured during e taxi ride... the 2 boys kept telling me (who was sitting in front) Gras Gras.. e pub name is Gras... hahaha.. and me being a smart alec... spelled out e name to e cabby .. G... R.... A....S... S.... yesh ... so they laughed like nobody;s business lar... my friends are sooo nice... *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.. at the pub .. usual lar.. sit down drink, talk cock, sing and hear others singing .. then @ 12am ... it was happy birthday to Lou!... hahhaa.. nutting in particular here... hhaha (HE IS GOING TO KILL ME IF HE SEES THIS =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways ... e mango cake that meiqi and gang got for him was nice. e mango inside is damn sweet, plus e cake was really soft.. i'm no food critic ... so i cant come up with tonnes of words to describe a cake ...SO... in short, its nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was from secret recipe, i think ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways ... it was to e usual routine ... playing card games, plus martell drinking .. (never drank it before till then, but i didnt quite like it though .. =X) and queuing for e toilet... hahah&lt;br /&gt;(there was only one pathetic cubicle .. so half e time we were queuing lor... )... and finally home sweet home @ 3am =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSST: This is a plea to the many people out there - if you cant sing .. pls dun visualise yourself as someone wif a heavenly voice, crooning like some god/goddess... it will be soon when people start visualising you - from god to dog... you get what i mean lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not saying i am a excellent singer... but i mean if you know you are drunk, unable to see the screen clearly or stretch your voice like you usually could... pls dun try it ... it really is a torture to hear you sing, as much as your troubles may be to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-5283031007913342647?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/5283031007913342647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=5283031007913342647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/5283031007913342647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/5283031007913342647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-sept.html' title='1st sept'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-2390289094854118496</id><published>2007-08-22T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:09:03.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked up (skip this post... i just wanna vent my anger.. it is bloody long)</title><content type='html'>so the story goes this way ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was working at bedok for e whole afternoon... going ard 8 shops... in 8 hrs... which i feel is quite an achievement for me liaos... cause i used to do a max of 5 shops in the past ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... as usual ... i was tired.. and moody ... and rather pissed... cause i got f***ed by a idiot from one of e stores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was queuing for bus 17 to go back home... to my lala land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there came 2 idiotic malay gers.. ( i am not being racist ... but they really.. were bloody noisy )..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i was very pissed wif them when i was queuing for e bus already... cause they were like laughing and screaming like some laughing hyenas.. so when e bus came...my instantaneous reaction was to go as far away as possible from them... so i went up to e second lvl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (not sure if they did it on purpose or it was conicidental) sat behind me... so i kept quiet ...&lt;br /&gt;so those 2 idiots decided to mess wif e wrong person ... started to play their music out loud and sang at e top of their voices... already i was pissed and in a bad mood... they still rufflled my feathers... they seriously was the ones looking for trouble....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... after quite a distance, i told myself.. thats it .. i am not going to take it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i turned ard to tell them to lower their volume... i said it very nicely to them... the exact words used were --&gt; "can you guys pls lower your volume, there are other commuters on board"... so for awhile.. they shut up ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tot .. at least it is useful... then they started to add additional lyrics to the song they were singing to... in short ... laughing abt my size.. singing words like "gemoh", and "babi"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having grew up with a shape like these... i truely understood what they both meant ... if you had e brains... use other words OR EVEN PHRASES if you gers ever studied abt them ... i may not have understood it ... and it would not have cause such uproars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i turned to them, saying "if you have a fucking problem with me, just tell me bout it ... you dont have to sing it out"... i mean afterall, they were the ones disgracing themselves.. singing and laughing like mad monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so apparently they heard nutting else but the word "fuck" ... and scolded me back "chee by"... blah blah blah ... like hellos... dun try to flaunt your hokkien vulgarities to a authetic hokkien .... i know mine standard of hokkien sucks... but i strongly believe yours is way lousier than mine,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in case you gers come by this blog.. e one thing i wanna tell you is that ... chee by .. is just a body part .. mentioning it .. doesnt affects me at all ... it is not as if you gers dun have it too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... back to the story ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to keep quiet after i made the statement ... still.... it was when they took things overboard... i decided to flare up ... i slammed my phone.. and i turned back and stare at them directly .. i was pissed... very very very pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so as usual .. they started screaming ... AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN... saying things like ... stare what stare... i dig your eyes out then you know ... if you dare .. come to downtown east to fight with my brothers lar ... i make sure you will kena beaten. bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off they rattled on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one point... i was finding e whole thing damn funny ... cause at first .. they were retorting that they werent even singing abt me ... YA RIGHTs.. like who else with the right state of mind would be singing BABI to the tune of umbrella... ... and so .. i decided to give them back the same treatment ... i replied to every of their sentence... but facing e front all e while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... i think i really gotten onto her nerves.. cause when i replied to her silly question... she freaked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked, " eh .. you retarded issit ... only retards talk to themselves"&lt;br /&gt;my reply "yar... i am retarded... you have a problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she screamed (once again) after i replied her..&lt;br /&gt;and just to spike her more... i made a handsign... which usually refers to people talking big only ... so yesh .. as expected .. she screamed again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she called her "brothers" to wait for them at e bus stop opp downtown east .. all ready for action to whack me .. and in e process of explaning e whole story to her "brothers".. she was just simply trying to say i have no guts... but apparently ... some people were only concerned abt fighting and sorts... their vocab sucked.. so much so that they started referring me as a ger with no body parts (eg no vaginal, no breats)... instead of no guts... i wanted to laugh my head off... i SOOOOOO wanted to turn ard to help her fill in that Blank... i am not boasting abt my english standards... but wells... your image sucked, and naturally,... i would link you being lazy and not wanting to study in school .... if i had such mental image.. i think you gers are only to fault... not me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... fast forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching downtown east, as expected ... the "brothers" rushed up e moment they saw their "sisters".... so wells... EVEN E BROTHER KNOWS HOW TO USE HIS BRAINS.. he even knew of finding out the truth before getting into action... but apparently ... e 2 gers... as usual ... thinks they are right... and refuses to listen to a single word i was saying ... so they kept screaming wheneven i spoke ... it even led to the brother signalling them to shut up ... i just find it funny ... i was least bit scared... i mean .. come on lar... if you think that by using your brother's size can scare me ... i think i am much larger than him ... think before you start messing ard with the wrong peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... came e bus aunty ... who saved my day ... hahaha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked of the exact situation... and then spoke to the guys in malay ... which i couldnt understand ... but who cares... cause they eventually left ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason they left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause they could have been fined up to 200 dollars for blasting their music out loud... if i went straight to the bus aunty to complain abt it ... (it was a new law... which i actually also dunno abt it too. but anyways even if such laws werent implemented... you guys are also e ones going into juvenile court for hitting me... not me eh .. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see.... who is getting the last laugh now?... WHAHHAHAa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**psst ... this post is purely for me to show my fustration .... any issues which may have accidentally been tapped on (e.g. racistism) is purely conicidental ... no pun intended...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-2390289094854118496?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/2390289094854118496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=2390289094854118496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/2390289094854118496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/2390289094854118496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/08/fucked-up-skip-this-post-i-just-wanna.html' title='Fucked up (skip this post... i just wanna vent my anger.. it is bloody long)'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-6988958077339005346</id><published>2007-08-22T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:00:59.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad week</title><content type='html'>anyways... continuation from last week ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum everything up ... it was a terrible week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with having my lappy thrown onto e floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ... i chonged cab down to school.... only to realise lessons has ended... brrrrghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen... met up wif friend for lunch ... AND MY CAMERA DROPPED ONTO THE FLOOR... and tadah .... half a screen is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then screw ups wif job.. nearly screamed at the fellow working at giant tamp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thens... discussion abt plans of renovations for my room wasnt exactly successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRGHssss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-6988958077339005346?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/6988958077339005346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=6988958077339005346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/6988958077339005346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/6988958077339005346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-week.html' title='bad week'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-7052204457553542133</id><published>2007-08-18T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:25:30.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back track a little</title><content type='html'>anyways... i shall start wif my whole series of crap this week ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought all was well and smooth sailing at home.. wif my uncle, etc etc ... i was still happily chatting wif my friend .. talking about how we are ok already .. and that we even went swimming together on several days back .. etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN... farking hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home that night to find everything in my room in a complete state of mess&lt;br /&gt;my clothes... my notes... etc etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of it all .. my laptop was also on e floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to kill him at the instant .. i mean .. given his temper .. would he put my comp gently on e floor .. i seriously dun think so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ... i admit.. i was very messy ... i didnt tidy up ... but why e fucking hell cant you open your eyes wider to see what you are throwing?!?!.,..you threw on e floor .. a 2000 bucks vaio leis!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily it was safe and sound... otherwise i make sure his lappy will have problems too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.... 12th aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt came back from china.. (she went for holis... she's NOT from there)... so apparently... my uncle was complaining to her abt how messy i was .. etc etc ... crap lar..... having so much said.. he actually missed out e part of how he messed up my room .. and fucked my comp ... BULLSHIT was e only word i could come up wif..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i told my aunt abt my side of e story .. she stood up for me .. and complained to him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like usual... being a sore loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kicked my aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his wife of more than 35 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he turned ard and blamed me for it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crap is this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I had enough of his shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;since young,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;he is just abnormal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;he cant simply lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;he MUST win &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;idiotic asshole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out and chilled.. by the canal side... hahah... from 10 to 2.30 ... something which i have never done before.. so angrily, on such impluse. cried my hearts out ... talked to myself .. saw toads jumping ... breathed in incense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Guess i am really giving up hopes of trying to get along wif him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-7052204457553542133?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/7052204457553542133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=7052204457553542133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/7052204457553542133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/7052204457553542133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-track-little.html' title='back track a little'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387052503672808068.post-8309048862295776762</id><published>2007-08-18T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T10:33:32.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome =)</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This action of me starting a blog is really weird... cause i hated it to the core initially ...actually, all the peeps who know me really well knows this ....  i mean ... damn .. some people talk about what they do wif their dear dear... muacks muacks muacks... etc etc, and then you have another bunch of people telling you about all e damn details of how they got to one end of e island to another... argh... just tell us you took a train or what crap and cut e story short! anyways ... i think you guys get what i mean ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wells.. until this recent bout of unluckiness... and seemingly huge amount of anger and temper i have gone thru this whole week ... i decided that it is time i write it out ... other wise i think i really may just walk around killing people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know ... this blog sounds really angry ... i think it is really because of e mood i am in ..&lt;br /&gt;anyways... i seriously dun think this is a good blog for reading.. it is just for me to throw all my feelings out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387052503672808068-8309048862295776762?l=temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/feeds/8309048862295776762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387052503672808068&amp;postID=8309048862295776762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/8309048862295776762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387052503672808068/posts/default/8309048862295776762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temperamentaljostick.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcome.html' title='welcome =)'/><author><name>jostick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03932602031346925739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
