Brusheff

A handful of bored individuals managed to stumble across my site by keying in the following criteria that brought them to http://ns.crapism.org

Altavista & Google searchengine queries:
1. smelling panties in laundry
2. my fly was undone
3. mysterious 'holes in clothing'
4. red mitsubishis
5. chibai

Those are, among the many, my top five favourites. Cool or what? Now noble sinner's reputation revolves around panties, fanny and pills. Sweet ;]

On the contrary, i must have some bot attacking my site on a particular post or something. Well it's bloody irritating. Those IPs have been leaving links on my comment boxes. What the hell do these spam agents think i am? Their advertising medium? I mean, sure it might seem like i'm reporting almost all major life-threatening *snort* matters on site but really, do i look like your local publicity enthusiast? Like i'm not much of a blabbermouth already right? Hmph.

Diet advice lah. Medical advice lah. Direct TV adverts and the like. Chipet.

There. There's something new to lookup your fave search engine.

Speaking of blabbering, i seriously need to watch what i say. Often i'd land myself in the most awkward situation either because:
(a) i think i had said something that i shouldn't have, OR
(b) i know i had said something that i shouldn't have said.

Like that time when Ms.YA's boyfren, Mr.YH, unexpectedly walked into the study room while Ms.YA was preapring us supper. He prompted us for the user of his girlfren's nick, whom is apparently off limits on MIRC.
[justification: MIRC was where they hooked up together and so Mr.YH is skeptical about Ms.YA's intention to chat there again]

Moving on, Ms.OL, sat next to me and undeinably gifted with a brain, covered Ms.YA by taking the blame. I, on the other hand, yelled Ms.YA's name instead of Ms.OL's. The irony was that finger confidently pointed towards Ms.OL. That moment lead to raised eyebrows from Mr.YH, arched eyebrows from Ms.YA and crossed ones from Ms.OL.

Mine?

I think mine fell off. Both sides too. I spent the whole nite appologizing to Ms.YA discreetly for my clumsiness and also reassured Mr.YH that i was thinking about the food prepared in the kitchen by Ms.YA. Hence, leading me to blurt out her name despite the chatter being Ms.OL. Pfft. I'm pathetic when it comes to white lies.

Then last nite, upon returning from the Royal Exchange, me and Mr.DM entered into an unusually very silent apartment of ours. So based on the present situation, we assumed that our third flatmate, Ms.WL was out. So in a mocking/joking tone i chanted a very eager "YES!". Though i must point out, that i have nothing against her and that i was only being a goofball, as always. We always do that to each other - healthy mockery.

So i proceeded into my bachelorette-flair bedroom [bejurit nyamo] after a good 15 minutes worth of spring cleaning. Upon checking my emails, i heard a soft rap on the door. I turned around and received the shock of the week. It was Ms.WL! She had been in her bedroom all along! Dozing off i think.

Naturally, being the blur prick that i was, i didn't remember what i said earlier on in the entrance until she went back to sleep again. Seriously, i felt like pounding myself with the bananas i just bought from Coles. Hmph.

I reported this concern to Mr.DM, who agreed that i ought to clarify the ridicule to Ms.WL before she gets the wrong idea about me being overjoyed with her absence, which, is not the case by the way. I enjoy the company of both my flatmates immensely. And i'm not just saying that to suck up but it's because that's how i really feel. If i were unhappy about something or someone i'd say it straight to their face, regardless of whether they are able to accept it or not.

That too, is one of the main reasons why i hate myself when i speak up. The probability of me wounding others' feelings due to my straightforward nature is beyond possible. Shame on me.

I just need to remind myself to be aware of the appropriate scenario, i.e. when to speak and when not to - often only when the situation really calls for it. Otherwise my foes list will surely outnumber my friends'. That's not good. Though i honestly don't give a flying rat's ass on who fancies me and who doesn't. But PR is extremely crucial these days. You never know.

Oh for those who don't already know, i'm also posting daily rants on livejournal for the more 'undisclosed' entries. Accessibility is restricted so add/sign up.

Heehaw~