Layla.

Oh my God.

Fucking addicted to this.

Thanks Justin.

Now you've got me listening to EC when I'm supposed to be reading economics.

I want to watch Crossroads.

NOT the Britney one.

Serious Anger Management Issues.

No not me.

Once upon a time, in a college pretty far away,

studied a self-proclaimed bimbo with a large stick shoved up her anus.

I am not going to waste too much time blogging about the bimbo,

because she'll pretend to be illiterate.

The same way she pretends to be blond.

Hey, the teacher didn't give a shit.

I don't see why you should.

Off your meds perhaps?

Why don't you get that stick out of your butt before opening your overlarge pie-hole?

To quote a friend:

"She has sand in her vagina."

Probably.

Needs others to keep quiet so she can try to use what limited brain power bestowed upon her.

Nice.

If you look up 'anger' in the dictionary,

you'd probably find a picture of her next to it.

And under that...

"See also: 'annoying', 'anal', 'insane', and 'irritating'."

XD

Guess What?

Rules:
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

Starting time: 9:43 pm

Name: Victoria.

Sisters: None.

Brothers: William.

Shoe size: Incredibly small.

Height: Short.

Where do you live: Here,

Favourite drinks: Green Spot.

Favourite breakfast: Bacon & eggs.

Have you ever been on a plane: Yes.

Swam in the ocean: In my own I-can't-swim way, yes.

Fallen asleep in school: Yes.

Broken someone's heart: You tell me.

Saved e-mails: Just the important ones.

What is your room like: Plain.

What's right beside you: Elvis.

What is the last thing you ate: A sweet. Orange flavoured.

Ever had
chicken pox: Yes. And I have the scar to prove it.

Sore throat: If you haven't, I would like to know your secret.

Stitches: Yes. Long story.

Broken nose: No. 

Do you believe in love at first sight: No.

Like picnics: Depends on the food.

Who was the last person you danced with: William.

Last made you smile: George Carlin. R.I.P.

You last yelled at: Djokovic for losing the first AND second set.

Today did you:
Talk to someone you like: Yes. Wei Tze.

Kissed anyone: No.

Get sick: Inability to cope with idiots.

Talked to an ex: No.

Miss someone: Hock Seng.

Best feeling in the world: Right now? Watching Casablanca.

Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Of course.

What's under your bed: The boogeyman. Hopefully.

Who do you really hate: Madonna.

What time is it now: 9.52pm.

Randoms :
Q:Is there a person who is on your mind right now:

Djokovic. Because he's losing.

Q: Do you have any siblings:

... Look up mate.

Q: Do you want children:

Yes. Travis and Marie.

Q: Do you smile often:

I think so.

Q: Do you like your hand-writing:

To a certain extent.

Q: Are your toenails painted:

No.

Q: Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in:

My parents.

Q: What colour shirt are you wearing:

Yellow.

Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday:

Math.

Q: I can't wait till:

I get Mark's pink bass.

Q: When did you cry last:

Last year. When my dog died.

Q: Are you a friendly person:

Ask my friends.

Q: Do you have any pets:

Yes.

Where is the person you have feelings for right now?

Non-existant.

Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?

I can't remember the last person I held hands with.

Do you sleep with the TV on?

Sometimes.

What are you doing right before starting this tag?

Helping Wei Tze kick ass.

Have you ever crawled through a window?

Yes.

Are you closer to your mother or father?

Neither. It depends.

Who was the last person you cried in front of?

My dead dog's body.

How many people can you say you've really loved?

Four. Parents. Brother. Best friend.

Do you eat healthy?

No.

Do you still have pictures of you & your ex?

I don't know.

Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?

Never.

How often do you go to church?

Never.

If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?

The Phantom Of The Opera.

Are you loud or quiet most of the time?

Depends.

Are you confident?

Depends.

5 things I'm going to do 10 years to come..

Meet Nadal, get that bass, watch Roland Garros live, meet Tiger Woods, meet Travis Barker.

5 things on my to-do list today

Economics. blink-182. Wimbledon. Wei Tze. Sleep.

5 snacks I enjoy

Ruffles, donuts, Tic-Tacs, Mars Bars, Flakes.

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire

Meet Nadal, get that bass, watch Roland Garros live, meet Tiger Woods, meet Travis Barker.

5 of my bad habits

I'm perfect.

Okay, self-praise.

5 places I have lived in

Malaysia. How pathetic.

5 jobs I've had

Babysitter, elder sister, coach, professional ass kicker, and music critic.

I tag Kim, Kath, Shu Xian... whoever.

I Got Tagged Again.

By Shu Xian.

Again.

Here we go.

Rules/Instructions: The selected blogger must say 10 things about themselves. Then tag 5 other blogger to do.

10 things eh?

1. I hate rabbits.

I have a deep psychological reason.

2. I like watching rabbits die.

Due to the deep psychological reason.

3. I have two pianos: a baby grand and a digital.

They are called Erik and Ray.

4. I have a guitar which I haven't touched for the last five years.

He is Aaron.

5. I name most of my teddy bears after rock stars.

Jimi, Chuck, Billie, Elvis, Steven...

6. I am allergic to prawns.

Kill me now.

7. I want Mark's bass.

Even though it's pink.

8. I hate John Mayer's hair.

Someone definitely peed on it.

9. I want to finish watching Casablanca.

Really. Awesome. Movie.

10. I love vampires.

To deathhhhh.

And now, the five victims.

Justin.

Because he's never done one before.

Oh fuck it.

That counts as five.

And you wanna know something else too?

Wei Tze is awesome, 

and anyone who says otherwise must have been tortured as a child.

Severely, severely tortured.

The Osmonds. Their Last Performance.

I went to see the Osmonds yesterday.

I walked into the Arena of Stars, and glanced at the stage.

I saw six electric guitars,

two basses,

two drum sets,

two electronic keyboards,

a grand piano,

a saxophone.

"Holy shit! This is gonna be one kickass show!! XD"

Blew my mind away.

But, as everyone knows, Malaysian audiences suck.

My mom and I were like the only ones going INSANE in our row.

Screaming at five second intervals.

My voice really, really hurts.

We could hit Steve Tyler decibels!

Rawr!!

Donny came into the crowd.

Let's just say,

after meeting up at the entrance after the show,

my mom, her friend and I were holding up our right hands...

Each making a solemn vow never to wash it again.

"Even if it becomes green and mouldy!"

I think this Indian lady almost passed out.

This other woman started wiping his sweat.

She's never going to throw away that tissue paper.

She's going to frame it and worship it every day.

Victoria is NOT jealous.

But whoa, Jay Osmond can REALLY PLAY THE DRUMS.

Awesomeness.

The only damper was that I forgot to make a sign which read:

"My dad loves Marie! (But my mom wouldn't let him come because she's jealous.)"

I wanted to watch Air Supply today.

But I have college tomorrow.

Fuck.

My mom's friend also mentioned that,

 from observing my taste in music,

I could be at least 40 years old.

Then I started singing a Frank Sinatra song.

0.0

People who say SAM students have no lives have a stick shoved up their anus.

Flying Turtles And Flamingos caters to all needs.

It has theories about fat people.

It has stories about wild parties...

And wild people.

It follows the Gayshar, wherever he may be.

And I sincerely hope he's reading this.

Right now.

Ladies, gentlemen, fellow bloggers, Gayshar.

Meet Gustave and Anthony.

A penny for your thoughts Gus?

Gayshar, keep reading.

Don't hide your true feelings Anthony!!

Gayshar wouldn't.

A wise man once said... Something about orgasms. And how people make faces when having one.

NOT that it has anything to do with the picture above.

I think it was Carlos Santana.

Through the blog of Justin Yap.

As one door closes, another opens.

But sometimes, the door slams into your foot.

Bye bye Anthony! :'(

Vic Loves That Bass.

And the guy of course.

Only real men wear pink!!

I love WEI TZE more.

Forever.

Even if Hell freezes over.

And Gayshar takes over the world.

And turns it into his 'pleasure planet'.

And builds rockets to Uranus in search of alien lambs.

But he won't find any. God willing.

Because aliens are too damn smart.

And may turn him into what he hates the most (no, not Samantha).

A STRAIGHT man.

But that would mean the end of our lives as we know it.

We'd be living in constant darkness.

The dark, depressing loneliness that eats at our souls.

Therefore, we must ensure that Gayshar never takes over the world.

For all we know, he may be turning Italy into the Gay Capital of the world.

...But it's already that isn't it? XD

I have a feeling we'll do something like this.

LOL.