Will be back tomorrow ok. With a new puppy for your birthday present.

No la. Just kidding. Scared ya didn’t i? 😛

Oh my god. Ringo, Ringo, Ringo. What have you become.

So many tulanful incidents have happened. I am cantankerous. The mere sight of a lousy movie poster can irk me to no end. I cannot believe there are actually morons who enjoyed watching crap like the Forbidden Kingdom. It sure as hell looks like a movie which after watching, you will feel like slapping yourself, registering multiple accounts on IMDB to sabotage the rating before developing a premature brain malfunction. What makes me more tulan is how tasteless people give shitty influence and tell you a certain movie rocks. Either they are really really stupid and have an excellent taste for movie akin that of a bean sprout, or they have a personal vendetta against you. read more

Last night, CheesieMouse had a grotesque, bizarre yet yummy dream. To put it simply, she had a very cheesinomous dream.

CheesieMouse was crawling around in this desert somewhere in Japan, desperately looking for food. She has been starved for 54 days and 54 nights. She was sooo hungry that she could literally eat a camel – no horses in this desert. Yeeba yeeba hungry hungry.

From afar she saw a paper box that had a big, yellow letter M printed across it. Her heart lit up, hyperventilating, thinking that it must be a sign from above to salvage her ravenous existence. She dragged her feet to the box but to her disappointment, it was empty. read more

Okay.

*composes self*

This time i’m really a little pissed. For so many times i just shut the cheese up and didn’t even bother to defend myself. Say whatever you want, edit whatever you want, censor whatever you want, favor whoever you like.

But even my last words also you censor, a bit too much la. This is exactly what i said. And the bold part is what they cut off.

“I’ve one thing to clear up. I’ve read some comments about me being unappreciative and i do not acknowledge what my supporters have done for me, but that’s not true. *Because i’ve said my thank yous and made my dedications a million times BUT YOU GUYS NEVER PUT IT ON AIR. And I’m not sure if you’re gonna put this on air either. * ” read more

Mahathir–The upcoming most famous blogger in Malaysia.

How cool is that.

I asked Boss Stewie, “Oi, you not gonna rope him in as a Nuffnanger meh lolol” and he replied, “I scared cannot afford his advertorial la, it’s gonna cost like 100k per entry” lol.

Anyway, this is what i bought Cheddie for her birthday.

A pink CJ7. I think it looks awfully like her. While i was in MDG, whenever i passed by a soft toy shop with CJ7 of all shapes and sizes, i would yell “Cheddieeeeeeeee” and Dom, our beautiful chaperon would shake her head in pity, thinking that the separation has caused me sever hallucination. read more

It all started on this fateful afternoon, the day the wild monster inside me was unleashed and as it stood before me, demanded that her desperate cry be heard.

So on 25th June 2007, i brought another monster home.

It was the most adorable monster i’ve ever seen.

This little creature and i, from that day onwards, became inseparable. I named her Cheddie.

She had these cute pointy ears up until she was about four months old. A lot of people commented that she could not be a pure Maltese because Malteses never have pointy ears. read more

Fine. While i was away someone came and sabotaged my blog. Then they came and sabotaged my dog.

Cheddie was supposed to go for a trim but the moronic groomer almost skinned her alive. She is now semi bald. I can’t show her pictures because she now looks like a freaking cat.

T_T

Then it dawned on me that i’ve broken a promise sworn on Cheddie’s white fur. Regret of the year. Also, you know the saying about doggies and their owners growing more and more alike? Well. We both lost weight and had our hair cut really short. read more