Monthly Archives: January 2006

celebrating cny doggy style!

celebrating cny doggy style!


happy chinese new year to y’all! too busy to do it. and for the year of dog, stoney’s gone bald (thanks to his visit to the vet. he looks awfully erm, awful? LOL) and im a red head now. anyways, may the year of the bitches, uhm… i mean doggies bring you luck, doggy style or not! ta!
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 2006

(/edited) @ 4:28am, 26.01.06
hur, below’s a pix of my new hair color for cny and also iskii’s bday gift. see how they’ve changed the design. *sighs* ta! tired.


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ai luv daniel!

ai luv daniel!

(/edited) @ 12:18am, 24.12.05
OMFG!!!! REMEMBER THE ROBBERY THAT HAPPENED JUST DOWNSTAIRS?! the guy was robbed RM40,000!!!! *GASP* damn sedih wei. 🙁
ok, anyway, sandy never fails to amuse us. she returned my call only six hours later although she was smsing me earlier. like whatttheheelll? and then right, when we were on the phone, we had our so called “phonesex” infront of iskii.
sandy: eh, you both having sex is it?
becks: no? if i was, i wont be TALKING TO YOU ABOUT ALL THIS NONSENSICAL STUFFS rite?
iskii: OoOOo.. i know what she’s asking liao.
sandy: HaHaAHAHAHahahhahaHahaHaHahaahahHaHaAHaha *knocks head on car door*
becks: you dah sampai is it?
sandy: sampai apa?
becks: orgasm la. reach orgasm. having an orgasm.
sandy: wth?! WHO CALLS IT SAMPAI? i dunno if your bm’s like super duper bad or your english sucks!
becks: what the? THEN WHAT DO YOU CALL IT IN BM?
iskii: datang? mari?
becks: LOL! yea, sandy, awak sudah “mari”?
and she just kept laughing and the conversation went on for 12 mins about threesome, “coming” (as in cum), “reaching” and what nots. damn bloody mou liu rite? lol.
4 hours, 40 mins later, she called me back.
sandy: oye, where are you?
becks: uhm, ajimal. we’re here for dinner.
sandy: you just sampai ke?
becks: uhm, yea. baru sampai.
sandy: bwahahahahahahahaha.
becks: DAMN YOU. you’ve been planning to say it all this while havent you?
sandy: lol. yeaaaaaaaaa. *laughs hysterically*
becks: so? are you coming?
sandy: bwahahahahahahaahahahahaa.
becks: oh damn. i give up!
TSK!!!!! I SERIOUSLY DO. sandy is completely gone. takde harapan anymore. but yea, out of curiosity, what’s having an orgasm in bm? i jokingly told sandy, “sampai orgaNISMA”, while iskii suggested, “mari”. hmm.. time to polish up our malay eh?
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daniel goh “leng” chai is our main topic for today, ladies and gentlemen. he can be one of the sweetest guys ive ever met at times and well, he could be just plain mean at other times. as you all know, ive been down with a nasty food poisoning and i ran out of charcoal pills two days ago. told my dad to get me more yest but he forgot. so at 1:45am, i was talking to dan about how my dad forgot to buy me charcoal pills. and straight away, he typed, “meet me at your lobby in 5 mins”. fwoahs. “biar betul right this guy,” i thought to myself. exactly 6 mins later, i saw his car at my security guard’s place. they made him register and what nots (thanks to the incident in the earlier entry) and took him like 2 mins to finally reach my lobby. i was so the damn touched, okay. and so i typed, “i <3 you" to him in msn and that bloody evil rascal had the cheek to threaten me.


blardy frame me somore la. hur. but he’s quite sweet wei. once, i was working on my assignment till super late and was hungry at 4am in the morning. this leng chai actually got me FOUR POLYSTYRENE PACKETS OF NASI LEMAK from ajimal for me, delivered straight to my doorstep somore. HOW NOT TO BLOODY LOVE YOU? and there were a couple of times, he would accompany me all the way up just to make sure i reach home safely. sniffles. I LOVE YOU DANIEL GOH “LENG” CHAI. tell iskii for all i care. i do. <3 *blows nose*
okay, moving on, i am god damn bloody in love with rachael yamagata. she so the rawks. and yes people, it’s official. ive finally decided that i might want kids after all, in about 20 years time? lol. and they’ve got to be eurasian. doo wee dum. well, it is my grandma’s wish for us to continue her zuriat (wth is zuriat in english again? inheritance? uh, my england sucks). i’d prefer german, scandivanian and erm, anything not so common. HAH! *feels the extra powerful glares coming from max and ronniethehotfilipinoactor*
and oh, just felt like saying this. iskii left me a voice msg not too long ago.
iskii: meow, meow meow meow meow meow? meow meow meow. meow meow meow meow meow meow. meow? meow!
speaking of which, THEY BLOODY RUINED ISKII’S PRESENT. uhm, okay i cant reveal much yet but im so damn bloody upset. airgh! *bangs head on wall* okay, im going to continue my “secret affair” with daniel in gmail. ta!
currently listening to: rascal flatts – blessed the broken roads <3

another drama at vista komanwel

another drama at vista komanwel









how drama can my condo get man. first there were explosions in one of the carparks, then the earthquake terror where all of us had to evacuate our houses once, the money rain incident where once, money just flew into my balcony and of course, the many other dramas like big time arguments among families, couples and this psycho fella who used to throw things down and hit cars’ windscreens with them. wanna know the latest news that happened yest noon? fasten your seatbelts, baby!
i was very much in pain when the incident happened (had food poisoning). while i was trying to rest, i heard a sudden “boom, boom, boom”. being someone imaginative, i thought it was finally, someone who fell down from one of the units (i mean, hey, ive always heard about stories where ppl like yujin have witnessed ppl falling down from condo units and IT did sound like something fell and bounced). i dragged myself out of my bed and to the windows and saw a car sped off while two other cars (witnesses to the incident) were driving aimlessly (i assume they were too shocked). i went, “aiya, no one fell again” and so i went back to bed.
moments later, i heard this lady screaming at the top of her lungs and she was trying to explain something with her very dramatic actions. it seems someone had used an axe to pound on her car windows. my bad tummy spasms just miraculously disappeared and i was so excited when i saw a crowd gathered around her. i saw how the security guards ran back and forth. “okay, it wasnt someone who fell but there’s definitely something going on”, i thought. i saw my model neighbour below and a couple other neighbours being busybody and uhm, well, me, being typical m’sian, went down to check on it as well.
by then, the place was crowded and i saw a man bleeding. next to his car were shattered glasses from the window. and the lady was still panic-striken. i then asked one of the cleaners what had happened. “there was a robbery,” he said softly, still watching the lady. “uhm, oh really,” i replied. “there were guns involved too,” he continued, with his eyes still glued to the lady. “woaaaaat?! betul ke ni?” i said in disbelieve. “yea. and they used an axe to smash the windows and rob them,” he went on and just stopped there. i stood watching for a while before deciding to go up back to my unit and watch from my balcony. went home and told my siblings and they were all so excited about it. tsk. called my dad and he went, “woa, what?! serious? ok, just stay at home. dont go out.” damn looking for opportunity to make sure we stay home rite? lol.
then i called my mom. her phone’s a bit screwy. so the conversation went like this.
becks: miiiii, got robbery wei!
mom: huh?! WHERE?!
becks: downstairs. carpark. got guns all wei. dont play play.
mom: whaaat?!!! huhhh?!!!!! WOWWWW..
*toot toot* (line disconnected)
*mom calls back*
mom: eh what happeneeddd? then then?
becks: nothing la. this car filled with robbers…
*toot toot* (line disconnected again)
and it went on for like 5-6 times before i gave up and passed the phone to my bro and he told my mom to just listen to the story later. lol. damn annoying wei to keep having the line disconnected. anyway, just checked my dad’s mail and saw this email from the president of the board of community.
hiya mates,
Here is how it went…
Victim went to bank to collect cash and returned to condo carpark.
3 men followed her car into condo, with securitys consent.
Thieves were 2 malay chaps, with axes and gun(fake?)
they smashed windscreens and side window.
Victim gave cash to them.
Victim was injured by glass…

DAMN FUCKING SCARY RIGHT?!!!. *gulps* okay la, i need to go back to bed. been sleeping for like almost the whole god damn 48 hours man. looks like i’ll be missing sso 5.5 and it’s happening just infront of my DAMN HOUSE! heard from terence and the forum that there were a couple of accidents yesterday evening. a car crashed into a tree or something. foo yoh, sounds bad man. i wannnnaaa gooooooo *stomps feet*. ouch, tummy’s starting to hurt again. ok, chow.

ladies and gentlemen, ive got an important announcement to make!

ladies and gentlemen, ive got an important announcement to make!

(/edited) @ 1:36pm, 17th Jan 2006
hur, just got back from the scan and the tests. im clear. whee! more medication to take though. *pouts* alrite, anyways, my bii corrected me on the dr. evil pose. the pinky was suppose to face out but urh, again, im not the expert here. im too lazy to resnap so yea, it should’ve faced out. you arent suppose to be doing it anyway. and omfg, what have i done to poor iskii? *continues pouting* he’s going everywhere showing the lewd pose. although he only does it to me but my gawd, BII, stop it already. *smacks forehead*
becks: uhm, where did you learn that from?
bii: you.
becks: oiks, where got?!
bii: got.
*continues doing it*
becks: oi, stop it. where got la?!
bii: got. from tickle-me.net
*covers face*
just in case you didnt know, my bii’s very VERY EASILY AMUSED. make a stupid sound and he’ll continue doing it on a loop. sing a jingle and he’ll continue it for you for hours. clap your feet in front of him, he’ll just find ways to keep clapping them. *bangs head on wall* anyway, yeeng thought iskii dressed very ah beng-ly on sat night and she told me about it. i then texted iskii and he was hurt by that comment. he kept bugging me on why yeeng thought he “was an ah beng” and i had to call yeeng at 1am just to let her clarify things.
iskii: ehhhh, why you call me ah beng?! *BIG POUT*
yeeng: ehhh, where got? i said you dressed like an ah beng. that’s all.
iskii: that’s calling me ah beng la. *CONTINUES POUTING*
yeeng: ehhh i didnt la. i just said your baju was like an ah bengs’.
and it went on and on and then i was handed back my mobile phone and yeeng went, “oi, why la you told him i said he’s an ah beng”. “uhm, cos you said he dresses like an ah beng. and dressing like an ah beng means he looks like an ah beng ler,” i defended myself. “see la, now he DONT WANNA FRIEND ME LIAO,” lamented yeeng. lol. that was hilarious. okay, let me explain okay. im not taking sides. i think iskii looked adorable that nite in his checkered ralph lauren (i hope im right) shirt. he looks damn small boy in them. but yeeng said it looked ah beng-ish and his pants was some sort like a bell-bottoms. well, it wasnt a bell bottom. lol. it’s just that he has been losing so much weight that his pants are so baggy now. so there, all sorted out. shake hands and be friends again, guys. lol. btw, yeeng, iskii was just playing a fool. jangan marah, ya?. okay, i know this post is damn long but i have some overdue quotes to post up.
*while drinking at terence’s residence*.
max: hey, you guys ok? (text msg)
becks: yeaps. iskii just left. we should be leaving you.
so much for being okay rite? LOL. it should’ve been we should be leaving soon. lol. next one, while i was about to take my medicine in asia cafe.
*iskii slides his huge jug of iced chinese tea*
becks: i cant take medicine with tea. it contains caffeine.
*suffian and jing looks at me*
becks: uhm, yea, caffeine’s suppose to be dehydrating or something and it’ll suck out the uhm, whatever goodness the pills are suppose to give you.
*iskii continues staring at me*
iskii: hah! but it’s okay to take medicine with alco? *inserts duh look*
becks:
okay, click here for unclyclopedia, a spoof on wikipedia. tata. pix coming up real soon. byes! ; ).
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… and it is regarding this little gathering i am having for those who are erm, connected to virgin-slayer.com (dion and my ex domain name) this wednesday. those who are currently invited are dion himself, dicky cheng leong, sharon, jolyne and wee kiat. for those who feel that ive left them out, beep me or leave a comment. it’ll be held at jolyne and wai soon’s restaurant in ss2. thank you!
okay, back to editing pix. and hello, what’s up with all this blogging surveys im getting from companies/students? *raises left eyebrow* and whee, ive been shortlisted for an interview at appleboxasia as a casting junior. sounds fun. only thing is, ive just read the mail and it was sent to me a week plus ago. dang! *smacks forehead* wish me luck. should be ringing them later today. btw, promgirl has such a huge collection of sexy heels and dresses. *YUMS* okay, brb!

top 12 finger poses you should stop using already…

top 12 finger poses you should stop using already…

(/edited) @ 5:23pm
i just got back from the docs. i am suspected to have urine infection cos i just keep bleeding “down there”. more scans and tests coming up next tues morning. wish me luck. today, when my mom saw me, she went, “wah, what happened to you?”. when i met iskii to get some stuffs, he went, “wow, bii, you’re very pale!”. and when the doc saw me, she went, “wow, are you sick?”. which was just dumb rite. if im not, i wouldnt be seeing her in the first place. the best part is, im fucking allergic to the urine infection medication. great! ive been visiting the docs for four weeks now. just kill me, can?! *pouts*
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hai, ayam bag *deep russian accent*! okay, im facing a erm, health dilemma now but i shall not discuss it here. it’s something scary and i hope it’s not serious. urh, and i tried to put things behind my mind by shopping and uhm, well, retail therapy works for a while but after that, when reality sinks in, you realise you’ve just spent a large amount of money that you could’ve put to better use. makes sense? i bought these BUSTFREE strapless backless bra at rm54. i dunno if that’s suppose to be cheap but yea, ive been looking for it all over and i finally found it so yea, cheap or not, ive found it.
*ponders* okay, this entry is not working out. uhmm… i guess it’s time for me to pose another one of my nothing-else-better-to-do entries which ronnie and iskii helped out with…
THE TOP 12 FINGER POSES YOU SHOULD STOP USING ALREADY! : according to becky, iskii and ronnie.



1. the frigging peace signs. OMFG. ARE YOU GUYS NOT TIRED OF IT? it’s soooo chinkychong la. (ed: although i was once caught doing it while i was super tipsy. but that’s the only time i was EVER, ever guilty of it).

well, and this is just lewd.

2. the finger-poking-cheek smile. hello? is this suppose to be cute?!

3. blowing kisses. uhm, it actually works out for some but most of the time, IT DOESNT.

4. the flower-petal pose. the last time i remembered when this pose was the IN thing was BACK IN KINDY!

this pose is available in half-a-petal-pose too. 😉

5. the L below chin (or anywhere near the face). uhm, L for LOSERS, they say? THIS POSE WILL NEVER MAKE YOU LOOK ANY MACHO-ER, for god’s sakes!

6. the yes-sir. uhm, sorry to be the wet blanket but this one isnt happening either.

7. the calling-out pose. im not sure if they are suppose to look like they’re calling out someone, afraid or it’s prolly another one of their muka kena sepak looks. im not the expert here now, am i?

8. the piggy-nose pose. *snorts* i know piggies are cute but we wont look cute no matter how hard we try to imitate them.

9. the dr.evil pose. i am so not kidding. ive actually seen this in friendster! like what-the-hell?!

this is what happens when you place your pinky wrongly. gross, no?!

10. the thumbs up. hur, yea, good for you. i see this a lot in friendster apart from the L below chin poses and uh, the infamous peace signs *raises left eyebrow*.

11. the okay pose. somehow, doing this sign means okay. it just looks crappy.

they pose them on the lips too these days…

12. the spiderman/batman pose. i remember challenging my friends if they could do this because not many can! heh, it still looks silly doing it in front of cam.
alrite, there you go. the top 12 finger poses you should stop using already. if you soooo ever HAPPEN to catch me doing those poses, i must’ve been drugged, or threatened or highly intoxicated. oh well, nobody’s perfect eh?

and that’s a screen shot of how terry and maxine copied my ( ” , ) \/ poselikethiscampaigns. we were just being sarky, that is. ive got snap shots of sandy and terence who used my damn cam to snap “PEACE SIGN PICCIES”. i’m too lazy to pose them though. now im tired. sleep, i need. no sleep for days… tata!
p/s: here’s a pluggie for xfresh-albert for well, plugging me.

mellow yellow, becky’s a good fellow

mellow yellow, becky’s a good fellow

ive been REALLY interested in painting walls lately. it’s such a fun chore. if any of you DO have any walls for me to paint, i’d love to do provided you buy me lunch/dinner/tea at delicious by ms. read. that’s frigging cheap labour, okay.
i was TRYING to do a research on colors to paint the walls with but because my connection was down for a week, nothing much was done. this sudden interest came when my mom offered me the choice to PICK the colors to paint the dining hall. according to bhg.com, red and orange are good colors to paint your dining halls because it increases appetite. okay, if i come from a family of small petite framed people, i would but my whole family’s pretty big built so that’s definitely a no-no. i picked yellow then. i told my mom yellow would be nice. iskii warned me that it’s gonna be quite painful to the eyes but i was stubborn and so i told my mom, “PICK YELLOW! PICK YELLOW!”. and my mom, without CONSULTING me, had to go buy the paint by herself and came home with machan yellow. no offence, bii. but since she already bought the paint, i shrugged and painted the first coat together with my sis in just less than an hour. the power of roller brushes, i tell you.
i almost choked and died when i saw the finished wall. my bro hates it. and my dad thought it was a tad too striking. my sis, well, she says our dining hall looks so studio-ish. and my mom, she frigging loves it. *smacks forehead* and so did stoney. he was just so excited to see us paint that he has to stand below us when we were painting, admiring our “artwork”. he’s now a yellow spotted brown cocker spaniel. tee hee hee. thank god it’s waterbase so it goes off with just water. anyway, what’s done, done. so i painted three coats and let the paint dry completely. we then had to redecorate the dining hall by trying to neutralise the place with lotsa browns but after a while, we got lazy and just chuck everything to one side first. and since my dad loves hanging my bro’s artworks all over the house (it looks like an art gallery now), i picked one where it’s damn colorful and place it just above our dining table. the painting’s weird though. it looks like an ovum with lotsa colorful leafy-shaped sperms trying to get in. see for yourself in the piccie.
my sis is darn cute. before painting, i was telling her i should change just in case i get paint on myself (i didnt know it was water-based then). below’s a snippet of our conversation.
becks: eh, this pants is too nice to get paint on it.
sis: then go wear some stupid ugly pants la.
becks: um, okay. i’ll go search for it.
*digs for stupid ugly pants*
becks: erm, i found one. i dunno whose is it though. *holds up bright orange checked pants*
sis: woaaa, that’s sooo ugly. but it’s new!
becks: um, but it’s a stupid ugly pants.
sis: ho ho ho, could be mommy’s!
haha damn mean rite? after painting, we had a lot of leftovers. so i was trying to think of ways to finish up the paint. i suggested painting our room and my sis cringed her face. she said she wanted purple. i said no. i suggested pink but im not exactly a big fan of pink. i wear pink, yes, but im not obsessed enough with pink to have my room painted pink. i then told her to just use the paint that’s already available. she kept mum. then i had a brilliant idea. to paint the striking machan yellow polkas on my already lime green walls. wee… super retro-metro! i was excited about it and told max about my BRILLIANT idea. max’s response was, “WTF, YOU SECRETLY DATING AN INDIAN IS IT?”. lol, racist gilaness. cut long story short, ive no idea what color to paint yet. ANY SUGGESTIONS?




going sidetrack a little, i felt so sorry and angry for lynnzter after reading her entry. ive been in the same position a couple of times. the pain is just so unbearable. it sucks having someone you trust taking away someone you love. pffffbht. i could go all bitchy about this but i rather not because my situation and lynn’s could be diff. be strong, babes. you’re pretty. you don’t deserve this. *offers to loan stoney to you for a week*
p/s: just found out bout this site. interesting!

fatty-doo-dah-aye!

fatty-doo-dah-aye!

HAPPY 24th BIRTHDAY, ISKIIBII
a new year, a new entry and an older bii. heh, iskii is celebrating his 24th birthday today (or 23rd, according to his parents, LOL). i BOOKED my bii tonite (he’s so damn busy that i had to actually book him for his birthday. my gawd!) and brought him to delicious by ms. read. the food there is orgasmically awesome! YOU SHOULD REALLY TRY IT OUT. ive only been to the bangsar outlet and be sure to make reservations. it was goddamn packed tonite but it’s cool. im smart. i made reservations! *does the hustle* heh, you’ll have to watch the 70s house to be able to understand what’s a hustle better though.






this pix has nothing to do with iskii’s bday but i MUST la sengaja put.

ive been sick lately. chronic backache (but that was three weeks ago), gastric (thanks to the painkillers the doc gave me) and fever. okay, ive been seeing the doc for three weeks and now another doc told me to do the ultrasound for three days straight and then see him again on monday. THE REASON WHY IM GETTING THIS BACKACHE IS BECAUSE…. jengjengjengjengjeng, I AM OBESE! yea, laugh for all i care. it’s not like i havent noticed that already. the doc actually had two interns (?) in the room as well and he happily pull out my big fat tummy and juggle the fats. OYE! that was kinda rude and he just kept on telling me how fat i am. I DO NOT NEED TO BE TOLD THAT I AM FAT LA. not like im blind, sheesh. i noticed im fat the moment i had to walk through a door sideways. yes, my CONDITION is that bad. *sighs* this is kinda embarassing to admit, isnt it? oh well, like they say. if you’ve got a prob, DEAL WITH IT! so there, ive never denied im big and fcking fat so why should i now?
okay, i gotta finish editing the pix from delicious. FCKING TEMPTING siuts. the only place ive been to that even their SODAS ARE SUCH A HUGE TURN ON. have a happy birthday again, bii. and hope you have fun kipas-ing your bro on his wedding this weekend! *mwaaahs*