The Annoying Kids..

Omg the Spirit of Enterprise sell-out at Junction 8 was so bloody tiring and exhausting I think I'm gonna collapse. I spent my whole weekend sitting around on the floor waiting for customers to come and buy the stuff, and only a few came. I practically had to stand around from eight in the morning all the way to eight at night. Hakim got it worst than me, because he got insulted by Tricia every five minutes. She was acting like a bitch boss and she called Hakim a piece of elongated poo and stuff like that. She even said "Fuck You" to Hakim in five different languages. Poor him.

Tricia wasn't as annoying as this group of primary school kids who couldn't shut their pie-hole for five minutes. They belonged to this enterprise group called "Unleash Your Creativity", and they were extremely petite and irritating. When me and Hakim were going around to try sell this door curtain streamers, they just came up to us and grabbed one of the streamers and screamed loudly. I felt like just kicking all those little imps. Here's out conversation.

Petite Bitch: (keeps screaming) I want this curtain, I want this curtain!
Me: Oh my god will you SHUT UP and let go of my curtain.
Petite Bitch: No I want this curtain for free!
Me: Well you can't have it so shove off.
Petite Bitch: I want it for free! I want it for free!
Me: The only thing that's free is you. Kiss my ass, you primary school kids are annoying.
Petite Bitch: And all teenagers suck!

That little demon then went to annoy Hakim.

Petite Bitch: Eh how come your key chain you sell so ugly ah, confirm machine made one.
Hakim: No its hand-made.
Petite Bitch: Hand-Made ah?! I can make better.
Hakim: Oh my god what! Will you go away!
Petite Bitch: Why you say Oh MY God?! God is not yours!! What the teachers at your school teach you ah?
Hakim: Ya, and what school are you from?!
Petite Bitch: My school ah? My school is your head!! (the whole pack of demons laugh)
Me: Will you please leave us alone. Don't talk to us, don't talk about us, just pretend we don't exist. You all are great really representing yourselves as morons.
Petite Bitch: And you all are assholes!

Omg Primary Two kids already know the meaning of the word asshole. They're really educated. I gotta go now. Bye.

The Anxiety..

Omg I'm so nervous. Anytime today the ANTM 5 website will be updated and I will finally know who will be the ninth model eliminated from the competition. I hope its not Nicole. I kind of like Nicole. I hope Nicole becomes America's Next Top Model. I hate Jayla. I hope she goes home this week. She's such an alcoholic bitch.

I gotta go now. Too anxious to blog. I'll just sit down and wait for the results. Bye.

The Phone Booths..

Omg ANTM 5 is really weird. This week, the models had to pose nude in a London Phone Booth, wearing nothing but boots and panties. The photoshoot is supposed to portray the entrapment of fame and paparazzi. I thought at first that top models were supposed to advertise and promote make-up and stuff, not do nude shots portraying the effects of hollywood glamour. I think Tyra Banks is running out of ideas for photoshoots. First, it was the "Fashion Victim" photoshoot, where the girls had to run away from a witch. Then, it was the "High-Fashion Mad" photoshoot, where the girls had to pose in a mad chaotic setting and still try to look high fashion. I wonder what's next. Maybe the models have to do a photoshoot to promote baby diapers. That'll be cool.

I finally got the Hari Raya pictures from Sarah just now. I looked weird in almost every photo. There's one photo where I posed like Bre during the farmyard photoshoot. I was standing really stiff and I was staring straight into the camera. It was fun. Here are the pictures.

The London Phone Booth Photoshoot

Here's my most favourite picture of the bunch. That's Nicole by the way.

Compare and Contrast.

Okay I gotta go sleep now. I'm tired. Bye.

The Movie Outing..

Omg I went out on Thursday to watch the new Harry Potter movie and it was so much fun!! I went with Sarah, Alia, Nuriman, Sham and Hakim, and the movie was at night. By the time the movie ended, it was around eleven p.m, and I was feeling quite scared because I had never been out so late by myself. After the movie, Sham forced everyone to sit at Starbucks with her and order drinks, and by the time that was over, it was near midnight. There were no buses left, so everyone took taxis home. It was fun. I wanna do it again.

The movie was really funny and there was brief nudity in it too. There was this part where someone died, and Shamsydar was being all hysterical and she even cried. Hakim was being a sociopath, and he didn't show the slightest emotion through the whole movie. His face was like stone and didn't even move once. I was laughing every five minutes, and I think Hakim kind of hates me for that. I won't blog in detail about the movie, because that would be a spoiler and I don't like to spoil things. At Starbucks, Sham told us that she had a dream where she was doing really naughty stuff with Ron Weasley, and we were all in shock. Bloody hell.

Okay I gotta go. I love Coryn from ANTM. Bye.

The 15th Birthday..

I celebrated my birthday on Monday and it kind of sucked. I had to spend the whole day with my relatives and it was extremely dumb and stupid. I hate hanging out with my relatives. They are so critical and all they ever do is scrutinize me and poke at my flaws. My cousin always makes fun of me and say that I'm gay just because I like America's Next Top Model and Project Runway. At least I watch sensible English reality shows and not stupid cartoons on Cartoon Network. And If I were gay I would have made out with another boy already, but I haven't, so I'm not. And for some reason, my cousin can't stop talking about homosexuals. He's obsessed with them.

I also hate my youngest uncle. He always mocks me by repeating everything I say in a girly voice. I've asked other people, and they say that my voice is pretty much suitable for a boy. My uncle should hear his own laugh. He seriously sounds like one of those drag queens down by the club. He also thinks that he's the most educated one since he went to University in Hawaii (which he paid for using my mother's money). If he were so smart, why the hell is he still jobless. All he ever does now is go partying and clubbing all night and day. And for my birthday, I bought a magazine with Jessica and Ashlee Simpson on the cover, and he was saying that it was a girl's magazine. Fuck off, the title said "Teen People Magazine", not "Girl People Magazine". I wonder what he learnt at University.

Other than my youngest uncle and my cousin, the rest of my relatives were pretty nice to me (only because it was my birthday). They gave me tons of birthday money. I'm gonna use the birthday money to buy more magazines and flash them in front of my retarded uncle's face. Hopefully he might be able to do some spelling by then. Bye.

The House Visits..

Omg yesterday I had so much fun going house-visiting for Hari Raya. I went with Adam, Nuriman, Sarah, Hannah, Alia and Shamsydar, and it was lots of fun. Hakim couldn't come along, because he had follow his parents to his grandauntie's house or something. Shamsydar wore this jet black robe, complete with a pair of jet black shoes and a jet black tudung. She seriously looked like one of those holy women that you find at Mecca. Nuriman wore pure white, and he was trying to be some beauty pageant queen by wearing his kain samping as a sash. Adam wore pink, and he had a pretty brooch pinned to his songkok. Hannah wore blood red, and she looked like some evil queen with her extremely white face. Sarah wore brown, and she reminded me of Kyle, who dyed her hair chocolate brown. I wore lime green, and I looked like a plant. Alia wore grey from head to toe, and she looked like a walking slab of grey iron.

We all went to eight houses in total and collected reasonable amounts of money. I think I'm going to gain twelve pounds like Keenyah, because I ate at almost all the houses. People couldn't stop serving food. It was like some free buffet that went on for hours. Nuriman was trying to make me fat, because he served melted chocolate dip and marshmallows, and I love chocolate. Shamsydar put nine sticks of butter in her oreo cake, and forced me to eat it. I'm scared. I'm going to starve myself now.

Okay I gotta go and clean my room. Bye.

The Apprentice..

Omg yesterday I had to go on some dumb enterprise trip again and it was extremely annoying. I had to go with Hakim and the other people from my enterprise group to find some stupid stuff to sell. As usual Tricia was being an up-tight bitch who everyone hates. Hakim was so submissive towards Tricia. She was dissing him and slaving him throughout the whole trip and he was just sucking it all in like spongebob squarepants. I didn't give a rat's ass about what that skankhoe had to say, so we frequently fought like two bitches in a shoe store. She was giving me the "I hate you and I want you to die" look, and I gave back the "So? I don't give a damn" look. I think if my enterprise group were to be filmed while on task, it would make a smashing fourth season of the Apprentice.

I love Project Runway. This week, the designers had to create an outfit that signified the word "Envy", and I was somehow rooting for Vanessa Riley, the British woman. She made some maternity dress and I thought it was really cool. Here are the pictures. Oh by the way I-sya, I already knew you weren't going blonde, so you don't have to announce it on your blog in big bold letters to me. I'm not legally blind, I can read small lettering thank you very much.

Project Runway

Here's Morgan modelling Vanessa Riley's maternity dress.

Okay I gotta go clean the crud out of the sink now. Bye.

The Weird Dreams..

Omg I went to Malaysia to visit my relatives for Hari Raya and it was exactly like the Simple Life. My whole family and all my relatives from my mother's side from Singapore went to Malacca to visit my grandmother's brother, and we had to stay in his extremely large wooden kampung house for the weekend. It was really fun, because I got to blow up some bomb-like fireworks without being arrested by the police. After ditching my grandmother's brother's kampung house after two nights, we all went to Kuala Lumpur to shop. Now I have more stuff in my closet. Yay.

The freakiest thing was that I had some really weird dreams when I was at the kampung. The first night, I dreamt that I saw Paris Hilton at the premiere of the new Harry Potter movie, and I was begging her to give me her autograph. I knew it was Paris, because I could see her face and her vivid platinum hair very clearly. The second night was even weirder. I dreamt that I was walking on the top of some abandoned building, and I heard some girl calling my name. When I turned around, I saw I-sya with blonde hair. And today, I found out from Nuriman that I-sya went blonde. How freaky. I hope I'm not psychic or something.

Okay I gotta go sleep now. I'm dead tired. Bye.

Project Runway..

Omg Project Runway was so cool!! I thought it would be really boring at first, but after I watched it, I found that it was really exciting. It was really cool to see fashion designer hopefuls making clothes out of candy and corn husks. I've always wanted to be a fashion designer, and the show kind of inspired me to start designing my own clothes. I've already designed two outfits, but I don't think they're up to Heidi Klum's standards. Help. For the first time, I'm feeling fear.

Maisarah came to school today and she had her hair chopped off. Now she has bangs, and her hair is rebonded again. She kind of looks like those dolls you find down by the toy store. Too bad I can't play Sims 2 and change her hair inside the game, because my evil mother banned me from playing and she even put the computer out in the living room. Sometimes I wonder if my mother is a stepmom, because she sure acts like one. She's making my house like some kind of prison for me. I hate it. All these bitches are evil. Here is my design. Please give nice comments.

Project Runway

Japanese Street Fashion. Omg I just realised that one of her hands are too stubby. Oh well, who cares anyway.

Okay I gotta go now. I have to clean the house and get ready for Hari Raya tomorrow. Bye.