The Bitch Identity

If you guys been wondering who is this bitch that I always mention when I talk or in my facebook(well,to be fair…I’ve mentioned to many bitches before. This ones special.She the ultimate bitch). In this post I’ll reveal her identity with pictures so that if you ever saw her…you all can help me slap her face and kick her ass for my sake.

This bitch is actually my Mother’s big sister’s(my aunt) daughter (which technically makes us cousins). Her name is Diana “something something” Kosidin (her fucking name is too hard to memorize, not important anyway).She is a total failure…never before in my life I’ve seen a person so useless. She has two failed marriage, two daughters from the first marriage (Well I would said that 1 elephant and 1 daughter. Geez you should have look at her size…Bombastic!). And why I hate her so much while I should have pity her? well it’s because she a total bitch!!She start a fight with my mom!(well, that’s enough reason to hate her,isn’t it?).

Not only she pick a fight with my mom, she also try to frame my mom by accusing her of stealing money from her father’s company (luckily, her father knew that his daughter is one psycho bitch so it all turns out well).Oh yeah, one more thing. She’s jobless even though her parents send her out to Singapore to attend college. Now,she’s just living off her parents’ money and she’s almost in her 40’s. A total loser,isn’t she?

Well, from the latest news that I heard, she tried to hit her own sister.Way to go,BITCH!! I hope you die slowly and painfully…lots of pain mainly.

Oh,here’s the picture…I must thank my brother for his SLR camera and my lovely nephew that take the camera around and take some random shoot during the Chinese New Year.

The Bitch is the one in blue.Look how hideous she is.

 

Another shoot of the bitch!!

 

Kill the Bitch!!!

 

Jensen

P.S. About the slap in the face part,I really mean it…It will be much appreciated!

WHoopS!

Just found out that everything that I posted in this blog will eventually be posted in my facebook profile. Gotta be careful on what I'm going to post next. My nephews and nieces could see that their uncle is one heck of a big curser.I don't worry so much that my cousins would find out since they would understand that everyone needs to let their steam off sometimes.

Peace out,

Jensen

Global Warming!!

Help!! This heat....I might die because of it!! Dammit! My room don't have any air conditioner...I can't escape this heat.... I need to study....
Damn you global warming!!! If I die because of you....I swear this foot will stick up to someone's ass!!!


Heated out,


Jensen

Another “dog” cousin with the same personality

Yosh! guys…remember Linda? our friend from college who has gone to Singapore to get a job after graduation. Apparently her story did not end with the sentence “she got a job and live happily ever after”. So, reality bites.

And also, remember the guy from Medan? our fuckin’ dickward senior who we might be familiar with the nickname “Mr. Inu” who linda stuck with while in Singapore. Well, this asshole’s cousin apparently is an asshole. Guess what they say is pretty true “Apples don’t fall far from the trees”. Yeah well, dogs will also have dog cousin. Let’s call this Mr. Inu’s cousin er…Mr. No Ball ( No LP)

So, the story goes like this:

Mr. No Ball come to visit Mr. Inu tonight, and I don’t know why Linda still stuck in that dog house while the last time I ask, she already moved in with a stewardess. So, Mr. No Ball apparently has a microphone stuck in his throat and talks pretty loud and big (yeah, he’s afraid that the whole world don’t know that he exist because he’s so damn short). He asked Mr. Inu whether he already got a job or not. Fortunately, the god still exist, Mr. Inu still jobless ( Like I told you,Pet wonderland would love to have a show dog who could talk! get a job there!). And then, Mr. No Ball started to ask about Linda while she was just outside ironing her clothes. He ask Mr. Inu, “ What about her?” while pointing out at Linda (dude, where is your manner? I bet your ass that you fail your moral lesson so bad that the teacher has to find another definition for the word “Immoral”).

“She got a job already in ****, and her S pass also has been issued”, replied Mr. Inu.

And then Mr. No Ball murmured something that is not a human language but sounds underestimating Linda.

And then he added,” what’s her job?”

Mr. Inu paused for a while, and then said “ admin”.

And then the dog talk begins…Mr. No Ball bark something about,” what? admin? nowadays still have people want to hire admin?”.

Clearly this guys have been living in a bubble. One big “Pedigree” bubble.

I really pity Linda for have to stuck with these dogs. But then, Linda adores dog. I think she would have to endure a bit.

 

Cheer up,

 

Jensen

 

P.S. Been a while…insulting never been this good and natural.

FUCK!!

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!FUCK 'EM ALL!!!!!

pardon me...been under a lot of pressure lately....*sigh* that's better now...should get back to what I need to do now

See ya,

Jensen

Cute Korean Chick from Korean Food Stall in Midvalley – The Gardens

So, the story goes like this… Me and Danny were went to Midvalley because I had to pick up the jeans that I had left in the Clothes alteration place and Danny just simply bored at home. My jeans would only be available to pick up after 6 pm and we got there around 5 pm. Then, we decided to kill some time by browsing around some clothes retailer stores ( ZARA up to 80% discount, mostly girl’s stuff not so much for guy’s) which I was able to bought 1 polo shirt from TOPMAN since I have the birthday treat of 20% discount. And then, After shopping, we went to the clothes alteration place to pick up my jeans. It was very well done, something to be expected from a professional work. After that, we decided to had our dinner early since the toads in our stomach already start up a choir within. And so, we were curious about the around the LG floor that connects Midvalley Megamall with The Gardens. We stroll to the very last stall and there it was, a small stall in front of COLD STORAGE by the name Ko Hyang. It wasn’t the cute chick that we decided to eat there in the first place as I only notice the chick after I sat there and start ordering my food. It was the picture of the food and the dining set that made us decided to have our dinner there. From where I sat, I can only get a little bit info about her which are based from my speculation. She is a native Korean, fair-skinned, could be the owner of that food stall, and most possibly married with 2 children. Oh yeah, she’s in charge of the cashier, so if you ever had your meal there, you would not miss her because she will be there if you want to pay up. Oohhh…I just love the way she said thanks and smile at me.

 

Shoot me,

 

Jensen

Weird Monday

Ok,this Monday,9th February 2009 is Dyana’s birthday. Actually me and Danny were planning to go to IKEA to buy some stuff, but suddenly we got a msn nudge from Angel and Dyana. They ask us whether we want to go to Karaoke. We accepted the offer. And then, off to Midvalley we go. Unexpectedly, Red Box karaoke were kind of crowded. When we ask whether they still have any room available, they were full till six o’clock . So, we called off the karaoke plan and head to some Japanese restaurant nearby. During lunch, we were kind of disappointed that we were not able to karaoke to our heart content. It was then, we decided to take a chance and took the 6 o’clock room.

After lunch, we went back to the Red Box karaoke. Fortunately, they had 1 room available on that moment since there’s a cancelation on the reservations. Luckily, the receptionist were kind enough to introduce us to a promotion package ( RM 56 Nett for 2 persons) which includes food and drinks (buffet only till 5 o’clock) and also we got a couple mug (yeah, I share the mug with Danny, not that i meant anything going on between us). And so, we sing to our heart content.

On our way back, we waited for a while since there’s a lot of taxi there refused to use meter. Luckily, there’s one taxi that didn’t fuss for long and immediately agreed on using the meter. It all went well until I saw that the front seat is not unoccupied. It was occupied by a child (I assume that she is the driver’s daughter, and yeah she is). The only way that I can fit into the taxi is that his daughter has to sit on my lap, and that’s what I do.

The taxi driver’s daughter is not a shy one. As soon as I let her sit on my lap, she kind of try talking to me. Since it was some child speech, I was having a pretty hard time in understanding what’s she’s trying to say to me. From the conversation with the driver, I get the information that his wife ( or ex since he said that he’s no longer attached to the child’s mother, could be that the child’s mother passes away) is Indonesian, his daughter is six years old (but she speaks like a 2 years old) and I don’t think that his daughter goes to school.

Since I was pretty good in handling his daughter while he drives the car, the taxi driver said that I had the “father” talent( yeah right, a jerk like me? it’s impossible). Dyana and the others were shocked that I was very friendly with the child ( or at least the act like they were shocked).

I really admired the father spirit of the taxi driver, kind of reminds me of “The baby and me”. And this is where Mr. Rajan would say, “ WHAT A GREAT FATHER”.

 

 

Peace out,

 

Jensen