Naming it right

Over an SMS recently…..

ME: Hey! One my nails colours got smudged ahhh!!!!

JESSEY: Errr…..and what has that got to do with me going to Phuket??

ME: Ha?! You are going to Phuket? Thought you just came back from Bali? Why didn’t you tell me when I was doing manicure just now?

JESSEY: Ehhh…I was at Bali like 2 months ago. I do take holidays!

ME: So, how now, my nails? I hv a dinner tomorrow night la

JESSEY: Ok, what has your chipped coloured nail got to do with me going to Phuket?

ME: Can I come by later to fix it?

JESSEY: Errr…since when I started fixing your nails? Eh …sis..you ok ka?

ME: *DID SHE JUST CALL ME SIS???* *chweet* *chweet*….Jessey, right?

JESSEY: Yes sis, is me your sister, Jessey. What the hell are you talking about?

ME: *slaps forehead* …

Yes, I was that BLURRR….I had accidentally sent this sms to my sister, who also happens to have the same name as my manicurist. Well, maybe I should have been more specific when I saved their numbers…instead of *Jessey 1* and *Jessey 2*….LOL! Thank God it wasn’t anything sexual or lewd…..PHEW!

Stop..and wonder...

Have you ever stopped and wonder why …..

1) …do people drive at 40km/h when the speed limit is clearly 80km/h?

2) …do people refuse to use their signal lights when it was clearly installed for our own bloody safety!

3) …do people attempt to cut the queue when there is a bloody farking long line at the counter?

4) …do people not read when there is a sign marked “Please queue here”…..and it is right in their face!

5) …do people park at places with yellow line ….and THEN lament that their car have been towed…*and then have to find their way to some God-forsaken place to claim their cars*

6) …do people complain that they exercise so hard, can’t loose weight, and that they have nasi lemak for breakfast every bloody day….*do you SEE what is wrong with this peekcha??*

…and the list can go on and on and on…but I guess I will never have an answer. Oh well, this is when I say to myself…”let it go cuz it is not my problem!”

"Stupid" on my face

An incident happened to me at Bangsar Village 2 on Sunday. Bangsar Village 2 would normally have a parking attendant waiting to help you by the ticket machine, as you enter. Well, that day was no different. The chap was very helpful, making sure he pressed for the parking ticket and helping some drivers swiped their TNG card.

Then came my turn, not expecting the chap to help me *really, I am quite capable of pressing for my own ticket*. Although I took my own ticket, I thought I’d be nice and say thank you to the chap…guess what his reply was…..*drum roll……..ta da!* ….”WELL DONE, MISS!” I know the guy is not local but really….”WELL DONE?????”

The last I checked, I didn’t have STUPID written all over my forehead nor did I look retard…..

Weekend...what weekend?

Yeah!!!! TGIF! So, that should be the feeling for anyone…but not for PB. As much as I would LIKE to think I have the weekend to chill, it ain’t gonna happen, huney…*sob* *sob*. My crazeeee 2 weeks hasn’t ended, in fact the crazeeee-ness is about to begin again, as I prepare for 2 big farking meetings….on Monday and Tuesday (which means is a working weekend babe! OOHHHH…..Can you so feel my excitement *frowns*)

All, right, I may not have my weekends to chill but anyhow here’s to all of you …have a great weekend, enjoy it with your family and friends!

Sun, sea, bois!

This is EXACTLY where I want to be NOW! It’s been a crazy 2 weeks, and I am supposed to have been semi-retired (ok ok Hammy 3, stop sniggling at me..:-p)

I can feel exhaustion settling in, and looking at this picture now…I may just pack my bag and fly off!....and perhaps start my own mama mia resort or maybe own a nice beach bar where I just laze whole day and watch hunks fly by in their really HAWT swim trunks under the sweltering hot sun….hmmm…yummy…….!