In memory of the bunnies i couldn’t save.

Oh yea.

I missed out one.

I know it is not your fault for not being able to resist the curiosity and urge to discover how unpopular you are and thus have clicked that stupid link and got infected by a certain virus, which in result caused a mass find-out-who-block-you MSN havoc.

The one who came up with this stupid shit should drown him/her/shim/itself in a teacup filled with his/her/shims/its own poo.

Please, everyone, it is a freaking virus. Don’t even try to click it.

By the way, if you think Pretty Boy is the most immature and oafishly hilarious online creature you’ve ever come across, think again. read more

MSNing is no different from verbal communication except that you move your fingers instead of your mouth.

I’m a self-professed MSN addict so please. Have some MSN etiquette too. If not I’ll just go siao and become a silent bunny.

Or worse. Now you know the truth behind why you see me offline forever.

So please please please. Avoid as many MSN sins (explained below) as you can. Build some good karma so that after you kaput, maybe, you will meet a red-head bunny and screw non-stop in heaven. Just maybe. read more

You tell me. How obscene can a cup noodle be?

Just when i thought that cup noodles (now they come up with bowl noodles and even lunchbox noodles) are getting more and more innovative…

But to catch attention like this is uh….
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Abit too much right.

-_-lll

The Japanese words literally read something like “liquid soup included”.

0_O

HOW CAN THEY SELL SUCH NOODLES OPENLY IN THE SUPERMARKET!!!

PORN NOODLES!!!

HOI, WHERE’S THE CENSOR BOARD OFFICER!!!

Anycheese. read more

Every Tuesday is a Cup Noodle day for Mozzie, Sze Kerng and Cheesie.

You see. Food in Limcockwing sucks THAT much, we’d rather buy Mamee from the wholesale dealer in bulk to survive the rest of the semesters. Thank Cheesus i’m graduating in two month’s time.

Each of us bring a cuppie to the college every Tuesday (it’s the only day we have to stay for lunch) without fail .

Hence we have started this club thingie. We even have a name for it. It’s the CheeSezMo Cup Noodle Club. read more

After committing Bunni-O-cide, i ate the bunny.

I’m not kidding.

I. ate. the. bunny.

It was chopped, minced, pressed and cooked into confit. The meat and bones and marrows were double-boiled into this concentrated cup of bunny essence.

Whoa i tell you. The feta cheese in the essence tasted damn good.

Wanna see the proof?

I even have the recipe for it. This is the short description.

I felt so beastly.

The dysfunctional, crippled bunny mutated into a fluorescent werebit. Sorta like Hutch. No, more like Wallace the Werebit. read more

If you just came across my blog, I know you are very curious–to what extend my obsession with cheese could be?

Lemmi tell you.

I eat cheese, i talk cheese, i breathe cheese, i sleep cheese, i dream cheese.

I even fill my academic essays, reports, feature articles and advertising campaigns with cheese.

Cheese is my muse.

This is what i actually wrote when Journalism lecturer Mr Ralph asked us to come up with sentences using the 5Ws and 1H.

1.WHAT
Cheese is made mostly from the milk of cows but also other mammals including sheep, goats, buffalo, reindeer, camels and yaks. read more

It is very ironic you see.

When you get the third (sometimes even fourth) figure of your hit counter jump multiple times everyday, you obtained a sense of achievement but at the same time, it totally defeats the very initial purpose of blogging.

I woke up in tears today. It’s 4.30am and i can’t sleep. I so so want to but i can’t tell you why. It involves way too much complications and ethical issues.

Now i sort of understand why the more popular bloggers always keep a private blog. Maybe more. read more

*Diana said i should sell this entry to Duracell.