Bobbi iz the cheeekiesttt pussietart

Sigh..

Life and its unpredictable meanders.

STOP!

Before you think I'm going to wail again. I am gonna tell you that I'm not gonna...

Life and its meanders and surprises and piles of shits are wonderful.

Hehehe...

WONDERFUL LEHH... means FULL of WONDERS lehh...

so wonderful that we get so sick of 'em sometimes.

Hehee.. Wailing is so boring.

Anyway, I realised that the other day, I posted some party pictures on the blog, and I had left some more behind, as in left unposted up onto my blog.

So for the sake of the netizens (Fyucking revolutionary hor this word... pop out of nowhere into our every day lives).. so yah.. netizens.. basically people who live on the net, or by the net, or for the net..

I shall put them up..

Lemme divert, Come to think of it..
Citizens= people who live in the city
So, Netizens = people who live in the net..

That's fyucking sad lah yo.


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Whatever, back to the photoes..

Here were


My happy clubbering friends...


(Super candid type)

yah Happy clubbers.. I think I have posted too many drunken people's pictures on the blog?

Sick of 'em yet??

Then how?

Then I got nothing else to take photo of leh. I hang out with drunk people most of the time.

Really.

bah.





Dont want any more rowdy pictures of drunken clubbers???

YOu are cocksure??


Or is my picture better?


Kekek..




Even a sad, menacing looking one?


Or perhaps,

you can look at my dinner.(some people find looking at food very stimulating (to their stomach))

Well, I cooked Indomie the other day.

Indomie goreng.

I would still consider it cooking cause I boiled the noodle, fried the veggie with the boiled noodle and fried the sunny-side-up eggy..

That's quite an amount of cooking ok.

Ah, I even cut and fried the tofu anf fishballs with them.





See.. this is how the Indon mee goreng is supposed to be served. Looks good? It tasted good.


Totemo.. Totemo..Oishi desu ne !!

Just for the records. (MY RECORDS)...I'm gonna be posting an awful lot of photoes.
Cause you see, my computer is running out of space (and me iz too broke to get an external 40GB HD, donate?), I have no space for more pictures and I have so many pictures, so I've decided to post most of my pictures up on the blog, so that I can always come back and look at them again. Afterall, it is my diary.

So, I shall post whatever pictures I want to.

Including very hideous ones.

I shall post one with my 'just woke up ' face.



Here it is...



*EXCITEDD??????????



(No, not that kind of excited!)


The mean kind..



Anyway,...







WHAR PIANGGGGGGGGG !!! Jian Gui!



Very Ugly I know, I got say I very pretty meh?
I got say I look like Kate Moss?

Only French-laced Elisha Chng thought I looked like Kate Moss, or at least he said so.
Or maybe it was because he didn't want to end up with a crying, wailing psychobyotch to tame (or batter)...

"YES YESSS VELLY PREEEETTTYTYYYY LAHHHH!!! LIKE KATEEE MOSSS LAAA!!"


Huheuhuee..


Nahhhh.. he didn't say it like that, okay.. He said it voluntarily, in fact he wrote that in my friendster's testimonial. He insisted afterwards that I really do look like the Asian version of Kate Moss, despite my violent objections.
So that's an enormous piece of appraisal.

Also,

I think maybe it's time for his cataract removal, eh?




Elisha, look again leh...Kate MOSS ???

More like the nextdoor tofu auntie with the lips kanna stung by the scorpion leh.

Shit mang, I am so mean. People say I look like Kate Moss, I accuse him of developing premature cataract.

I'm so sorry. Can't help it... In the name of love, okay? I come in peace. One piece.


Enough ugly old hags pictures taken when the sun doesn't shine.

(I think it was taken after a loooong nap, you must've noticed the very neat hair right? hur hur..)



Let us witness the opulent beauty of our feline friends.

I must say Minou and Bobbi are very endearing.

Though very annoying sometimes.

Or very the 'i fyuckin wanna kill them' kinda of annoying sometimes.




HIDE FROM GODMA?




HIDE SOMEMORE????

View outside so good meh? I thought you girls colour blind???




I tell you why they hide behind the curtain like that.

Cause they always act like nothing happened after committing any HUGE UNFORGIVABLE CRIME.

They very the dumb leh!! Hiding like that.

Eh cats! You think just because you can't see us then we can't see you is it?
We see you black hairie asses clearly!!!

HIDE SOMEMORE!!!

I was so annoyed with Bobbi the other day.
I was watching WALK THE LINE on DVD. Don't ask me if it was pirated please. Not mine anyway.

And so, the DVD remote control was spoilt. I had to run up to the telly to switch on and press PLAY and all that. I lit up, sat back, cooled off and drifted into the great love story.

It was all nice and smooth. I was smiling at the greatness of Johnny Cash's love for June Carter, and I was crying at the same time (you know women, they're fickle, dunno to laugh or cry).

And Bobbi was running about like a mad tart behind the TV console, tripping all over the cable, pulling the plugs loose... Whatever, maybe she licked the dripped beer or something.

and suddenly.

'POOOOOORTTT"

The telly went off.


I was immediately screaming my lungs out :

" BOBBBIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'KNNNNN LAAAAA UUUUU"

$#%^%*$$^*&^*%$!!!!

Basket, No remote, cannot rechoose the chapter with those bloody tempting-for-nothing buttons.
So I had to lift my big asses, walk to the telly, stuff the bloody plug into the socket again and press FF (Fast Forward, though I was swearing Fyucking Feline under my breath).

It took so long to FF (Fyucking Forward) to the right chapter, about 5 minutes, so I went to the toilet and took a leak.

When I came back, I expected to see Johnny and June on telly again.

I missed them already.

But no.

No Johnny.

No June.

I saw black screen again.


"BBOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!"


Muthafyuckaaaaa leeeeehhhhhhhh LET ME WATCH CAN??

Okay nevermind.
I put the plug back on , shushed her away, and pressed the bloody FF button again.

I went to my room to check some MSN messages.
None.

So, I got out and checked the telly.

I was right.
You are right.

Bobbi has outdone me again. That cunning, conniving little ass-tart.
I took off all the plugs and mounted the DVD plug really firmly into the original socket, this time without the extension plug. I also thought of masking tape. Bloody hell.

Maybe masking tape for the cat's legs. Merde!

So, this time, finally I managed to watch the rest of the show.

But without sound.


Something's gone wrong, wtf, I had to watch of the movie without sound leh. Bobbi has stopped me from feeling the ultimate love. Bobbi what have you done to my DVD cable? to my Johnny Cash??

"Bobb..iii.....ii..." I was weeeping by then. no energy to scream..

I was watching a mimicry, a phantomine of Johnny Cash and June Carter.

I was so tired of screaming I just lay flat on the sofa and looked at the ceilings.

Later on, Bobbi hung out at the console again. I think she didn't get it. Sigh.
And the baby girls started doing their act-cute acts again. Trying to make me melt like butter, so that I dont have to pull her ear and scream into it.

Bloodey hell....



Yes lah yes la its working.. your lesbian acts, all.

#%#$^#$&$%&$&!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WHYYYYY BOOBIII WHY!!!!!!!!!!


I am not finished with Bobbi and Minou yet. They fyucking shat in the store room too..Very sui sui in corner, fyucking alot and fyucking smelly.
Their GodMa, Me, for the very fyucking first time, had to clean their brown rounds of shits.

Urggh...

They also ate Jac's slippers, they're much lighter now cause got alot of ventilation holes, but sure drown in flood.

They also ate my pumpkin crisps from KL.

What else what else....



*exploding*






MUAX

Oh please remember to ask your Indon friends about my mom's guardianship thingy.. =)
We want little Indon kids to feed, breed and love =)

I had some offers from very BIG kids, about 30 year old kind.

G: How about me?

Me: You? You little Indon kid?

G: I'm in K2 now, will be in Pri 1 next year. Don't take much to take care. 3 times meal a day and lotsa play time.

Me: We don't keep little monsters sorry.

G: WE ARE STILL HUMAN OK!!!



Jeremy also offered the same thing, somemore asked if he can like stay maybe a few days a month cause he needs to be away on projects most the time.
So out of point you guys.


I would like to meet primary school kids not old bags like you guys.

Hehehe..


=__=..

Moree AA, sexy PILOTT and MEEEEEE

People...

I'd like to make an announcement, more like favour actually....
Before I post more cockpit and kitty cat photoes...

So yeah, anyway..

My mom is going to come over to live with me in Singapore, which is going to be the first time I live with her again (not during holidays kind) after.. (drumroll..)..
10 years!! Well.. it's about a decade anyway.

And she is going to be guardian to little foreign (Indonesian, etc) students.
She will cook a feast for them everyday, we give them place to sleep, wash their clothes and basically, be their parents in Singapore lah. I will also arrange for tuitions and settle their school stuffs for them.

So, the students are probably gonna be in primary school or lower secondary schools.
Pretty young ones that need a guardian. Hopefully not too naughty, though.

So, if any of you know of any uncle/auntie overseas who want to send their kids to Singapore to study. You can entrust the kids to my mom.

Most of the time, the Indonesians would send their kids here at very young age (example : ME), so yeah.. if you have any Indonesian uncle/auntie... you can ask them =)...

If you do know of anyone, well drop me an email pweeaseee... - marcellys@gmail.com

Thank you!



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Okay,, that's that...


More pictures- time..

For your readership's sake, I'd tell you where I left off the previous entry.

I was on board a plane. A Private jet. Yeappp.... I was in the cockpit..

And,

Remember I told you that cockpit is more confusing than amazing??





YOU see you seee!!!

SO MANY BUTTTTTONNNNNNNNNNNSSS EH!!!!

I think I would need to label each one of them with explanations, if I were a pilot.
Ah.. then I would forget which label is where also..'
I think I can't be a pilot.

By the way.. My darling friend DC is going to be a pilot *swooning..*




MORE BUTTONS!!! Down there up there.. everywhere! SIal lah..



Ahh.. anyway, I took photo with the pilot, he's Canadian with Mediterranean blood.
Pretty hunky huh???






This is the cabin... private jet, mind you. I think hundred K per booking or something. I cant remember, I know the rate was exorbitant.




This plane took off with various celebrities in it. Presidents, Sultans and princesses included.

But most importantly, Robbie Williams flew with them before and this is his seat.



I got closer to the seat.. yeassshh.. that corner seat. I can still smell him.
I can also smell about at least a dozen of nubile, willing babes grabbing at him.




Urhh... By the way, I forgot to tell you that Mich can fly. She flies with the Singapore Youth Flying Club. Pretty cool eh. She took off about 20 times already.



So off we went, we alighted the expensive private jet and walked around as tourists some more.



Me and Breitling plane.. dunno if they make better watched or better planes




Seriously, the wind is destroying the pictures.





They were showing tanks too.. Woppeee..





I thought the inside of the tank was quite cool, though not so cooling..
It's like playing hide n seek ehh... It's like hiding in some cave.. It's just darn cool lah..




There were too many things to take picture off lah..

Like the miniatures of a million things..



For non-miniatures....


There were planes, copters, tanks, rifles, turbines, engines after engines, fighter planes, commercial planes, small planes, big planes, remote control planes (UAV) ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD...PILOTSSSSSSSSS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(CUTE ONESSSS of course)

Ah.. let me talk a bit more about pilots..

Previously, I thought that Navy officers were GodDAMNED sexy. You know, with their crisp white uniform and THAT hat. That stride and that air of 'Hey I'm with the Navy', the smell of the sea.. Like they say, the sun, the sand and the sea...
The Navy man are downright sexy.... Maybe coz I associate them with sailors too..
You know, like Popeye.. (which I think really derivated from POP-EYE! When actually Popeye's eyes like damn small one.. never pop)

Anyway, sea smelling, hunky men who explore the oceans for their countries...
With all their talks of submarines, torpedoes, underwater combats, harpoons, (dolphins?), (jumpsuits and O2 tanks, ZZzzzz).. and whatever else...

*swwwooooning*...

THAT's the NAVY MEN..

Now that I've seen pilots. Let me scream that out loud, PILOT!

Spiky, sun-bleached hair, Oakley glasses propped stylishly on the head, whitish tan lines around the eyes ( like the inverted batman), super tanned skin (I wonder if it's as tanned inside the jumpsuit).. and of course.. their horse shite-green jumpsuit and boots..

And, they'd walk about with such cocky air. Strutting their stuff, as if humming with such nobleness : " I fyucking fly for the AIr Force"

*swoooon...*

I have now made a change of heart. Air Force men are sexier than NAVY men.

You see, that's why Tom Cruise acted in Top Gun, and not, say, Red October.
It's the climatic experience of going near to the clouds, the sun and the endless galaxy. Pilots are adventurous dare devils, who would probably be floating on air even on land, coz girls would swarm them like bees. Heh. No? Maybe swarmed by me can already. Yes, I, one person can swarm.

Anyway, SO!

Why dive deep, if you can fly high?

Hahaaa...

Okay, Navy people out there, now you can scold me and prove me wrong.

AREEE YOUUU SEXIERR????????????????



Bahahahaa...

Asian Aerospace babes

Men are disgusting creatures.

Period.

At the slightest mention of what 'could' be suggestively dirty, they'd jump at the chance and turn the whole ordeal into a porn circus.

Tsk. Tsk..

So, enough about my pussiecats.

I watched 'Failure To Launch' yesterday. I must say, it was under expectation.

Sex And The City it was not. But it was still Carrie Bradshaw in the big screen alrite.

Only it wasnt half as good. The plot was predictable, well kinda.
But Sarah was gorgeous as usual, I wonder how many centuries of asthanga yoga I must practise before I attain that sort of lovely biceps..
Not enough time this lifetime for sure.

Matthew Mc Connaughey is cute as usual. In his non-chalant, slightly quirky way.
He made the 9.50 bucks half worthy.

I hate talking about cute guys nowadays, actually.

Cute guys are even more useless than the normal ones. Not that I normally like the cute ones only. I like the scary ones too. Haha..

Ok, to sum it, I just hate talking about guys nowadays. I am trying to forget about all the men I know in my life, who have touched me in more than a friendly way.

You know, my emotional baggage is so heavy that if there was a soul plane, I would be charged with overweight issues.

Why am I wailing again? WTH.

Ok. I shall put more pictures... Wail first then put pictures, standard huh?

I went to Asian Aerospace. Wahaha...

The planes, the sky and THE pilots... Now we're talking.




The say this TAI TAI looks like maybe she owns the bloody copter.

*wishful thinking*





Smile for the wish... tell you what... this entry is full of pictures of me and planes leh.. how like that? Why not I post another babe's picture also??

DEAL?



So here's Michie babe and the copter.


Michelle and our fighter copter...
Apache is way cooler than F-16..
In a way, anyway. Like.. cooler what.. more windy...



I stole some pictures of the pilots.. but.. hmm.. not very sightly huh?



Me and Apache and some pilots' butts.. (obviously not very nice ones)



We are taking flight now..




Vrrrrm..



Mich was really, actually excited about it...
Really...



Don't forget the torpedoes, I mean missiles... nice shape eh



I AM A BLEEDIN BABELICIOUS PILOT!!




Mich is a serious one.



IM A HAPPY ONE...



Then she copycat.. basket..



Actually, you have to be 12 and below to mount this cute little vehicle and take pictures...

So cute I cant believe they'd use it to fight for peace...
Actually they don't... else you'd have to have 12 year old soldiers right??
That's like more morbid than paedophilia eh..
So this was a fake one for the kids to take pictures, I reckon..
The seat was so small leh... I could only place half my buttocks..

So anyway, there was this little queue for the small kiddies to mount and take pics..

I insisted that I was just a little over 12...I pouted and swayed my legs a bit too..

They let me mount....

Eh hehehehe...




More babe..






More meeee... with hair in the face of course...

not very glam I know..




RED REDREDDDDDD .. more hairy face..




I swear she can be a model lorr.. look at the pose.. she dun believe...



We walked around the static displays and whoops.. a copter was under test or something..
Its blades were spinning at top speed or something...
Freaking windy, almost blew my top off (dramatising) , but it never took flight.. so maybe it's like the air-con of the area. I wonder how much it's paid to fan the whole bloody airfield.

hehe... I so silly.. SO???????


(THE AIRFIELD AIR CON)--- or so Celly says..




We then boarded this static challenger plane that can be chartered for some private jetting around...


Bloody jet set people... waste money.. donate to me can already what..




There must be a freaking reason why the head of the plane is called COCK-PIT.
A COCK AND A PIT???

Kinky place.

Anyway, I think it's more confusing than kinky..





But can pose lahh...
I can Pose like I know what I am doing..

Err... why the steering wheel like ATARI one????? (REALLY!!!!)

You think for fun ah???

Where's the other half??




Captain CELLY and Captain MICH



Heh..


OK OKKKKKKKKK I GOOTTTTAAA GOOO...

More piloting next... hmm.. I think I'm supposed to talk about HONG KONG too..

What else did I owe???




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