MiSsMyNx

Today, I very tulan.

If you’re a McLaren fans, you’d know why.

There is no way that i can express myself to show my tulan-ness.

 

Nar!

Ok, I’m off to Penang soon. I’m still tulan. I hope i dont bump into any Ferrari cars, Ferrari logos, Ferrari fans, and anything associated with Ferrari. Arrrgghhhhhhhh……….!!!

To all friends, blog readers, random visitors and anti-missmynx readers.
Thank you for all the smses, comments and support. Let’s keep the comments for personal viewing only.
She was too emotional when she wrote that blog.
She was didn’t give him a chance to explain.
She didn’t wanna listen.
She was too stubborn.
All she knw for a fact is that he loves her.

I have a friend.
She likes to complain.
She complains about EVERYTHING.

Happy. Complain. (No drama in life is boring)
Fat. Complain. (45kgs also fat, how to be happy?)
Skinny. Complain. (Boobs not big enough)
Too pretty. Complain. (Too much attention and gossip konon)
Not pretty enough. Complain. (don’t compare with Scarlett Johansson la)
No money. Complain. (but still spent money for shopping)
Lotsa money. Complain. (dunno where to spend)

How to keep her mouth SHUT????????

Damn. I’m bored. Bored enough to write this entry . No, no, no, I’m not complaining. Just wondering why am I not doing anything productive.

Came across this email my ‘ever-complaing-gf’ sent me:

The Most Beautiful Woman

There was a man walking on the beach who looked up and saw the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He was awestruck, captured, stunned by her beauty. He could do nothing but forget everything and follow her. He was so intrigued by her beauty that he followed her for hours on the beach.

For a long time she did not notice him following, but eventually the beautiful woman turned around and asked the man who he was, and why he was following her.

The man explained that he was so captured by her beauty, that he had never seen any woman as beautiful as she was, that he could not help but to follow her, that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and would she be his.

The woman replied, “I am very flattered at such a compliment, but surely this cannot be true, for if you had turned to look behind you, you would have seen my sister who has been following you, and she is ten times more beautiful than me.”

The man turned to look, and saw a homely looking girl behind him. He turned to the other woman and said, “I’m confused, your sister is not more beautiful than you. Why would you tell me that ? You lied to me.”

The woman looked at him and said, “And you lied also, for you turned your head.”

That is why when my ex-bfs, current bfs, bfs wannabe, or just bfs said I’m the most beautiful woman. I doubt it.

Anyways, how often do you hear All You Can Eat Ice Cream?! Not very often, especially when it comes to Häagen-Dazs! So, make sure you dont miss this opportunity!

From now till 31 October 2007,
you can surrender to your ice cream cravings and
indulge your sweet tooth at
Häagen-Dazs Bangsar Village II.

Monday - Friday
10.30 am to 10.00 pm

How great is that??? *But I cant seem to read the T&C below…*

I feel kinda sick actually. Maybe i haven’t recover fully from my flu last weekend. I cant fall sick, it’s Mikey’s bday this Saturday, we plan to have some quality time together. So, i better not fall sick. Hear me-MissmYnx, you cannot fall sick. Looking forward to dinner tomorrow. I haven’t see my bestie friend for long, so many gossips, bitching about each other.(yea, we normally bitch abt ourselves rather than other ppl )

Will be meeting her at Groove Junction. The first time i was there was just last week. After dinner with Charmayne, Dax and Mikey- decided to pop over. I kinda like that place. Reminds me about this Jazz Club I used to go back in Canberra.

 Asia Beat was playing that nite. It was an excellent performace.

Seriously I hate it when people tried to act smart. I hate it when I have to work with incompetent people like *you*. I don’t understand how some people came out with a stupid question to prove that they are a certified moron. Yes - *YOU*

If you can’t deliver what you are supposed to, then don’t shout out loud in the first place. If you want to take over my position, show me that you are capable to earn that respect.

Don’t blame my team because we are not trained to work with morons. When *you* blame and point to others, remember three fingers are pointing back at you. Move on, make a level decision and stop blaming others.

I’m sad. I lost my precious diamond necklace.

Most of my personal postings are password protected now, due to some reasons. Dont ask me why coz i cant help it if some people are trying to be a pain in the a**.

If you wanna read, you can drop me a message/email/msn/sms or any means of communication you can think of. If it’s not too personal- I wouldn’t mind sharing.

This is where the embers have gone cold and is only kept together by habit. No one likes to see the fire die, but when they do, it’s best to part.

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Sick.Sick.Sick.

I’m sick of being sick.

I’m sick of looking sick.

I’m sick of feeling sick.

I’m sick of acting sick.

This is sickening.

I’ll do anything to feel better.

I’ll do anything to get better.

I’ll do anything even if i have to drink my own pee!! 

I’ll do anything even if i have to drink the soya bean that make me puke 7 times!!

This is a sickening post from a sick person and anyone who reads it - must be sick. 

I trimmed my hair every 2-3months. I was in desperate need to get it trimmed so on a Saturday morning, after breakfast, I decided to just go to a saloon nearby.
I specifically told her that I want it trimmed. Just ONE inch. And I showed her the length. ONE inch. I do not know how many times it stressed that out. To my horror, she cut up to TWO and a HALF INCHES!!!!! Why can’t ‘they’ just listen to instructions?? Why? Just because they are hairdressers and they know more about your hair than you do? That they can take charge of your hair? Hello! It’s mine!! Arrrgghhhhh……