The Deli Diaries...

So, I'm here on my brother's laptop in the cafe. I had spaghetti with turkey ham and lovely onions. Bahah.
But back to the nonsensical mumbo jumbo I always ramble on about, I'm gonna be attending for an interview in Starbucks near HELP Institute. If you didn't know, HELP Institute is not an institution for youths with psychological dilemmas or a common suicide hotline. Its actually one of the best private institutions in Malaysia. So, since the Starbucks branch is close by the university ( My brother and my dearest Leanna goes to college there) I am able to spend some time with them as well get discounts. Bwhaha. Although I'm not really a fan of Starbucks, at least I get some good money.
I'm also guessing the employer's benefits are good as well. Medical benefits, etc. Also,I am also paid to get my training. Sadly, the money might have to be spent on transportation. Public transportation. =<
*whinewhine moanymoany groangroan*

So, anyways, fuck you guys. I'm out of here!

The end is the beginning.

Christmas has passed several days ago. My head is spinning from the constant shots of pure and authentic black Russian vodka. I feel small. Nauseated and defeated by my inability to afford nice presents. Or receive them, but then again.. Its the thought that counts. Effervescent against the the blank and hollow sheets the twinkle with invisible stars. What the hell is this? I'm being poetic as I'm doing my best not to drop my head on the desk. Somehow, I never really looked forward to blogging. I have so many things to say, but trying to keep up with posting it every weekend or month is a drag. So anyways, I managed to buy myself a cd for Christmas. And some clothes too. I got Kashmir's Zitilites. A great listen. Like its other fellow Danish mates Mew, they put in a lot into their work. Subtle rock with a hint of spectral buzz. Excellent, I say.
I'm hoping to find Dandi Wind as well. One of those few Electronic dance band that really tickle my fancy. And charcoal tablets apply to that, as well. I would be weak without it.

So anyways, out of a whim, I'm posting a few random pictures I took from my trip to Penang. I apologise for not being as quirky or as witty with my words, but I must admit that I'm feeling rather mellow.


This is a picture of The Penang Chinese Swastika Society. I don't really know what they do in there, but I would sure as hell like to find out.

And so it ends..

No, this isn't the end of my blog. In fact, 'tis my return!
I disappeared due to my SPM examinations as all of you know. The horror ended last Tuesday. Art was my last paper and it was a lot harder than I thought. I'm worried now.
Bwahaha. Anywizzy, I had just returned from Penang a day ago.

But to something a little more exciting, I won a cellular telephone (Sony Ericsson 880i) around September. Yay me. I got a super cool cellphone which enables me to snap pictures of my dirty self and lovely sceneries. I've noticed that my narrating isn't as interesting as it once was. I blame it on school and exams. This is really taking a toll on me and its rather depressing. I've lost all my inspirations and love for writing in perfection and wit. I'm guessing the SPM exams made me a little more mellow.

Misery sets its foot down now because I have to go look for a job to earn money to support myself for when Pascal visits. Pascal is my friend from Amsterdam who is coming here for his school trip. He's a tropical biology student and he's coming here due to research purposes. I might get laid. Might! But I'm not looking forward to that. Its the company I'm more excited about. 7 Dutchs.. What more could I ask for?!
So, I might start to work for Starbucks or TGIF. I'm still waiting if L'Oreal would hire me as a clerk or something. Life after high school is being a slave to the wage, kiddos.

I really hope I manage to move to Australia as soon as I can. There is no future for me here in Malaysia. I don't seem to be needed or wanted. Or it seems that my talent isn't going to be appreciated here. So, hopefully I'm to be appreciated there. My skills or whatever that's good, they need to use it. Anyways, I'm off to bed. I'm gonna post some videos and pictures tomorrow. Adios.

MY MUSIC

I reckon...

As far as everyone's concerned, I am not as pretty or as good looking as you've all had thought. But fear not, fella's with raging hormones. I have a few more pictures that shall make up for my horrendous features.


My first haircut for this year. I was a tad bit drunk when that was taken. Not drunk. But. slightly intoxicated.
Myself feeling sweet and pretty. This is myself with long hair by the way.
Tahah! My first attempt to have china-doll bangs. Nice, innit? Mom seems to think otherwise. My harlequinn romance novel front cover. That's my tranny-bear, Ruby.
Feeling slightly suspicious and evil. That piece of paper contains my plan to destroy Nicaragua. I have awesome eyes, don't I!

How Jenna Solves A Problem.

1. Identify the problem. Then, find a way to resolve the matter.

2. Think of ways to solve it. Ideas. Do not forget to add it some reasons why it may work.

3. Avoid day-dreaming. It only makes you sleepier and hazy. Never watch porno in the midst of resolving your problem.
But when you've found an idea that's just amazing, use it!
4. But do think of the outcomes. Bad or good. If bad, try putting it aside and carry on to another.

4. Unless if the bad outcomes may benefit the community and yourself (ie. profit), do plan to go with it. And stop being fickle.


6. Drama is also a good way to start planning a super plan to destroy the world. A good evil cackle, and some LSD might do the trick. Also, top it off with some crazy eyes!

Monkey mooning...

My blog. Ugh. My blog.

Terrible things are happening lately. Jacob's lady is in rehab, my trials are up, and I'm going to Gua Tempurung early August.
I figured that ranting isn't gonna help me get through writing a blog. As far as I'm concerned, Im not a fan of blogging and I have no clue how to blog. But moving along, I presume I shall rant about the last ep of Harry Potter.
I am terribly terribly miffed by the ending. Death after death. Heres a list of who dies.. As I can remember..
- Voldermort. (BURN IN HELL, MOULDYWART!)
- Remus Lupin (he's the coolest Defense against Dark Arts Teacher)
- Hedwig (poor bird)
- Dobby (he with bad grammar)
- Snape
And here's the worst.
FRED WEASLEY!!!!!!! :((
I found out since last week and I'm already mourning. He can't die. :(
And George looses and ear. But here's the happy ending...

-Harry marries Ginny Weasley. [lovely. He becomes Ron's in-law]
-Ron marries Hermione.
.....no comment on that

I've yet to read the book.
I dont think I want to. Its too depressing. =(