Okay this entry is to clarify what wtf is and why I use it so much.Tired of everyone bitching about my usage of wtf.
wtf does stand for what the fuck. The wtf I use does not have the same connotation as the usual angry/disbelieving swear word”what the fuck” seen normally.
wtf as how I, Tze and Suet use it was actually invented by my ex-boyfriend. He’s the type of person that people always like to kacau so whenever someone said something about him, he’d shrug his shoulders and mumble “wtf wtf”. wtf.
Somehow Yeff and Leroy picked it up from him and it spread to not only a shrug, but putting up your hands as though in defeat then saying “wtf”.
(I tell this story also I feel it’s stupid)
Then the wtf syndrome spread all around the OKR gang la which is Yeff and Chris and Arnold etc., and the Stella gang which are Leroy’s friends from Stella Maris. And spread to the girls associated with them I think. wtf.
Anyway, Yeff was the one who passed it to me. Then I passed it to Tze and Suetbecause it’s a very infectious syndrome.
wtf as we use it is used at the end of every or phrase that sounds ridiculous or dumb.
It is used to signify that the sentence is a joke, even though it may be already obvious. Thus, it can also be used to soften phrases that may sound harsh online, since you can’t read expressions and body language online can you.
I use it so liberally in my blog because this is how I type on msn and in real life my speech is peppered with wtfs as well. Why should I change my personality on my blog to make people happy?
About being taken seriously, maybe next time when I feel the need to, I will stop using wtf. But since people say I might be prosecuted for slander against the government (which I still maintain I am not, I only spoke the truth), it’s just as well that I used wtf in my entry because noone is going to take my tirade seriously, are they?
For reasons I shall not disclose (not until I get permission from Mummy Ooi anyway), I am so fedup with the Malaysian police system!
Are we going to fulfil Wawasan 2020 or not! Why in 2007 are we still so corrupt and bribing police and other forms of authority left and right! Are we a civilised people or not!
I know I know! Before this I did bribe traffic police whenever they caught me speeding or driving over white striped areas wtf. And yes I bribed to pass my driving exam too. Cos everyone says its normal (in Malaysia at least) and it saves you the hassle of paying saman/retaking the test.
But never again! The next time a cop asks me for money I’m going to throw my license in his face and ask him for a saman wtf. Do you know what bribing can do?! Keep an innocent man in jail, that’s what!
Yes! You can only be detained for 24 hours before the police have to release you, but the evil fuckers bribed the police to say the seargeant in charge of the case is in hospital wtf so bail cannot be paid!
What is this nonsense! Obstruction of justice that’s what! What kind of a world is this, if the police are neutralised by just a few hundred ringgit and you live in fear of gangsters and acid and paint thrown over your wall wtf.
Why is our country so corrupt! Watching tv, you can see that America apparently has all sorts of conspiracy plots among the FBI and CIA or whatever but what we have here is ridiculous!
I am going to mogok! After I graduate, I am going to try my best not to come back here to work! Don’t want to give you my skills/manpower and money! Only going to come back here for holiday.
If only the government weren’t so damned sure of their position. You see, this is why we have to vote for a party other than BN! Not necessarily to overthrow them, but just to scare them. To make them realise that they should be doing a better job to keep voters.
It’s the same when you’re buying a product. Obviously when buying something, say a tv, you have a few models on the market to choose from and you can choose the one you think is best. But if there’s only one fucking tv maker i.e. monopoly you have no choice but to purchase whatever fucking crappy model they put out, at whatever price they decide to charge.
Same thing la! If there’s one poltical party monopolising the nation, we have no choice but to accept whatever they dole out to us. So stop being a peasant and thinking that we have to vote BN because what if PAS or DAP get in control what is going to happen to our country because that is never going to fucking happen, BN will always stay in power and all we can do is keep them on their toes.
This is why, ideally I would build my own country. Audreyland wtf.
It would have Malaysian food, Japanese manners and American forthrightness and warmth.
And anybody caught accepting bribes will get hukuman mati di kerusi elektrik wtf.
And thieves will get their hands chopped off wtf.
I would pour the budget into education because education is what drives progress. And I would never have quotas of any kind; everything is going to be merit-based.
And freedom of speech. Actually I’ll just photocopy the whole American constitution for my country wtf. If you want to blog bitching about the governemtn (me) you can go right ahead. How else am I going to know how to improve myself right.
Oh ya my pangkat is going to be princess wtf. And that will be the highest pangkat in the country.
Princess Aud. wtf.
I love spontaneous outings! Even more, I love outings where we do nothing but take pictures wtf.
In the kids’ playroom god how I love the furniture wtf.
Me with my big book of knowledge wtf. Ancient Greece! I love history *big shiny eyes
Er Suet is creating a masterpiece out of chalk and I am suitably astounded.
Jam told me to get into the shelf. Then she asked if there was space for her too. That’s my look of questioning disbelief.
Here I am, protecting myself from Jia Meei’s amorous advances wtf.
Quoting Jam: Me and her being humpty-dumpties <3
Looks like a magazine shot right god am I good or what *blows on fingernails
Missing one club Member 🙁
Q: How many Club Members does it take to change a lightbulb? A: Just one honorary one wtf.
Two buddhas and an angel wtf.
You know in action movies you can always escape from the air vent in the ceiling? Damn bitchy, Jiameei was poking me to make me scream what if I fell off the wall!
Me being a board wtf. Suet’s face is full of discomfort as she tries to help a struggling me up the wall.
So we could do this. <3
But love turns to hate as she sneaks up on me and my phone.
She jumps!
She scores!
Restaging of my photo with David.
Taking revenge for flattening me like a pancake, I scheme to push Suet off.
3.5 meters or water below us!
We went into the snooker room to disturb Pugin and Latat.
I show Suet the poisonous mosquito bite I got at a picnic in Japan.
Aud = cue 🙁
(God I’m dreading going back to Mt Holyoke.)
Okay! So because I have more than enough credits, I can actually take just 3 classes a semester for senior year 😀
And because one of the classes is counted under my thesis, so I need to take only 2 classes!!!
God why am I even doing thesis. It’s not even compulsory for graduation and I think only 15% of MHC students write a thesis. But I really want the honors that comes if my thesis is accepted why am I so kiasu!
But I didn’t suffer 3 years in that sub-Artic boring place for nothing! I’ll get honors if it kills me!
Anyway, I’m planning to research my family genealogy in Malaysia from early 20th century until now, and write it out embedded in the local history of Malaya, life under British rule, Japanese Occupation and Merdeka Oh and the history of Chinese immigration and the paths of overseas Chinese in South East Asia. God I sound so intellectual wtf.
Okay so I’m taking:
thesis class
Advanced Japanese (at Amherst College) – at least there will be testosterone
Intro to Journalism – for my English minor
And I signed up for Intro to Drawing for fun. Might drop it but I always wanted to take it.
Oh and for my PE credits I’m taking Hiphop I think.
In a valiant attempt to improve my dancing skills I will perservere! Hello Maison! wtf.
The other day Fat Her said: “Eh how come both you and Barry didn’t inherit my dancing gene ar?”
WTF. Cos apparently my brother is damn awkward at dancing too.
My mother said: “What do you mean! I show you how he dance during disco last time!”
Then she flapped her elbows at her sides vigorously.
My father pinched her and called her “mahai”.
HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.
It sucks okay! The indoor rollercoaster isn’t there anymore. The only thing it has that Subang Parade doesn’t is bumper cars.
And that’s what we went there to play!
Jiameei in her car.
Latat the huana wtf.
Haha I think she hates this pic but isn’t it cute!
Me in trouble with the guard because I lost my coupon. FIgures I can put it in my bag and still lose it. -_-“
After that we played the game where there’s air shooting out of little holes on the table and you try to slide the puck into the goal wan what is it called. Air hockey?
Anyway Tze and I trounced Jiameei and Latat at it!
By trounced I mean we beat them in the 2nd game 7-4 wtf.
We lost the first because it was just a warm-up *scoffs
Why are we so great!
We named ourselves Team WIn – Because We Never Lose. wtf.
Our motto is Fuck Foosball! Screw Pool! Air Hockey is THE game wtf.
Pugin is going to be our sponsor. By sponsor, I mean buy us lots of clothes wtf.
WHY ARE OUR FACES SO DISGUSTING HAHAHAHA.
Anyway, this is the promo pic for our ad. The lines are going to be: “Tired of losing? Want to win for a change? We have a solution. Join Team Win.” wtf. And this is going to be our challenging faces in the ad wtf.
The 3 of us at dinner. Suet had work-related matters to attend to:(
Me and Tze.
Me and Jam.
Tze and Pugin.
Latat and Jam.
Aud and Imaginary Bf wtf.
Aud, Imaginary Bf and Imaginary Bf’s hand on my shoulder wtf.
The purpose of this photo with Pugin is to show I have more friends than the CLub. Although he is an honorary member.
I promise I have more friends than the Club ok! Just that most of them are male wtf and guys don’t like taking pictures so I forget to take out my camera I am so sad.
Stupid Pugin taking random shots.
Kissing my date goodnight wtf.
Do I have a strange affinity with shrubbery or what! Like the Hello Kitty shaped one I kissed in Universal Studios. And oh for my birthday David gave me a small potted plant because he heard me say I only ever got flowers once in my life.
But he stuck it in my mailbox at school and I NEVER check my mail so it stayed there for 2 weeks and died. wtf.
For the past 1 1/2 weeks my hits suddenly increased berlambak-lambak from 350-400 to like 400-500.
I was wondering what’s the cause of the sudden increase is there porn of me going around wtf because the other day someone googled my blog by typing “fourfeetnine porn” wtf.
As if la! Like I’m going to take shots of myself in compromising positions wtf and let them spread online pffffffffft. Who wants to see midget porn anyway.
Anyway, someone left a comment on the last entry saying something about a “smelly vagina” wtf.
Gosh that really cut me deep into my soul. wtf.
Nothing hurts more than someone telling you your cibai is chau wtf.
It’s almost as hurtful as if someone finds a picture of a she-male and pastes your face on top like what happened to Tze.
Why are people so free! I imagine it takes a lot more time and effort to google she-males, crop Tze’s pic, position it on the photo and save it.
Then upload it to photobucket and type the link into the comments.
Then type really sarcastic comments like “fugly bitch” and “cau ci bai” wtf.
Why all the energy I don’t understand. Isn’t it easier to faster off your IE and dunk your head into cold water to erase your anger!
Seriously I don’t get what’s the point. Does it enrich your life trying to make other people miserable? If you have guts why don’t you like give her a threatening phone call or something? Makes more sense.
Imagine sitting at your computer and refreshing your enemy’s blog every few minutes to see if someone responds your comment so you can say something else.
Do you really think commenting on people’s genital hygiene wtf is going to wound their heart? wtf.
Honestly. If you’re going to be a bitch, do it the right way.
I have not shopped for 3 weeks!
I feel so imbalanced wtf.
I went to Sg Wang the other day and found that I found that the clothes are now too *gasp* lala for me.
What is happening to me I am supposed to be the Sei Ah Lian!
I dunno la, but I’ve pretty much stopped wearing pink – like I won’t go out of my way to buy pink clothes anymore and my favorite color to wear keeps changing right now it’s yellow. And I don’t feel like wearing clashing colored tops with random bits of lace fluff on the hem anymore.
And I also went to Bangsar and Zara (the store I swore I would never step foot in –
WTF I dunno why I put a strand of hair inside my mouth and pulled it out again and it cut my tongue WTFWTF why am I so stupid!
Okay as I was saying I went to all the little boutiques in Bangsar and Zara (the store I swore I would never step foot in) and didn’t find anything I really liked either.
So how! I am having a fashion identity crisis cos I don’t know what is my style anymore and what to buy. T_T
All the other lalamuis are wearing calf-length tights and black high socks. And I hate big belts at the waist with a passion. Same goes for floral patterns. And ballet flats.
So where does that leave me?:(
Ok la pictures.
Me and Tze at Redbox the day after I came back.
The Club (plus Latat’s sister wtf)
Pugin and Ooib dueting in One Sweet Day in very emo tones.Look at their faces hahahaa.
Me with my cousins.
The twins on the right damn stupid, their friends bragged to them that they met Ryo Nishikido so they retaliated by telling them they met Ayumi Hamasaki at a hotel in Hokkaido and grabbed me and took this picture and showed them WTF.
Actually now that they’re older I like them a lot better. I never know what to do with kids la okay! I don’t know if I should talk down to them or talk to them as adults. If it were me of course I wouldn’t like to be talked to like an idiot/little child by an adult.
But whenever I tried to reason with them not to take out my Barbie dolls from the cupboard they wouldn’t listen and would proceed to break my specs *sobs.
Family picture.
Why does Jojo look so pretty here while I look like a real ghost wtf.
But nothing beats this hahahahaahahahah.
At Tze’s farewell at the park near Pugin’s house wtf.
Jesus Christ this is what you get for being a good samaritan and waking up at the break of dawn (9.30 am) to teman your friend go make her visa to the UK.
Dahlah wake up at an ungodly hour and what do you get but two hos for friends wtf who wake up late and come to your house late and make you wake up damn early for nothing.
We ate lunch at Wisma MCA at this kopitiam type restaurant please do not ever go there in your life unless you want to (a) starve to death or (b) lau sai gao gao.
Which reminds me of Tze’s brother who hates MCA with a passion because he thinks they don’t really do anything for us Chinese and once when a MCA rep gave him his name card he gave him a tongue lashing and cut up the picture on the card into shreds hahahahaahha. And the guy’s name was Daniel Soh so he added “ai” after the “soh” haahahahhaahah.
Okay back to cibai kopitiam. They forgot Tze’s order okay! And show black face some more when Tze canceled her order. And the stupid tomyam bee hoon was so spicy that I couldn’t finish eating it and while I was paying the bill I felt the familiar lurkings of a first class diarrhea session in my stomach wtf.
I had to go to Tze’s disgusting Semenyih house to crap. The toilet bowl had shit stains in it and there were clumps of hair on the floor like as though someone had chemotherapy there wtf. How can you live in such conditions!
But I figured shit stains on the toilet bowl are always better than shit stains on your pants so I resigned myself and sat down on the bowl wtf.
Stupid Suet and Tze said I talk too much! And that everything I say is either rubbish statements or unanswerable questions. What nonsense. I merely have an inquisitive mind wtf.
We bonded while singing Britney songs wtf. I’m not ashamed to admit it okay! Please, every girl our age knows all the words to every Britney song I swear. You may not know it but once you start singing you’ll find all the words will come back to you wtf. But stupid Suet makes me feel damn old cos she doesn’t know the words to oldschool BSB like We’ve Got It Going On and Spice Girls Spice album wtf. Only knows what stupid M2M pffft how can they compare to the Fab 5 wtf.
Tze and her school marm dress wtf.
This is a picture of me without makeup *brave face
Suet without makeup is still a very pretty Suet. Just admit it! You think you’re pretty too! wtf.
Shereen who’s working in Sasa now offered to give me a free makeover that’s why I braved the crowds to appear at Midvalley naked (face la) and that’s why I look I look like a mannequin here wtf. Scared of mascara brush okay.
Look at what stupid Ooib did! Stuffed his chest with my pig! The pig is the love child of me and Yeff okay! wtf. Identity crisis gao gao.
Ooib’s side profile. Ooib is his school email while mine is afooi wtf.
On the morning of my departure, I hugged Miho, Naoko and Okaasan goodbye.
I waited for David, thinking he would be late and I would have to go to the airport alone. He came.
I fought with David for the window seat on the bus and lost.
He fell asleep while I spent the ride looking out the window, trying to absorb and memorise every bit of scenery that we sped past.
I lost my alien registration card so I was taken away by the airport police wtf to file a report. -_-”
I wanted to spend more time with David because in all likelihood, I will never see him again but the police were waiting wtf.
I hugged him goodbye across the iron barrier. He looked sadder than I felt.
The airport officer complimented me on my command of Japanese. I told her it would probably deteriorate from then.
On the plane, the stewardess spoke to me in Japanese and I savored my last chance to speak it in a long time.
I spent the first part of the ride lost in thought about Christine, David, Trey and Neal, my host family and Shijo. I wasn’t sad earlier but I regretted saying goodbye so hastily then running after the airport officer.
I spent the 2nd half of the ride talking to a man from Nepal who (no offense) smelled odd and didn’t understand the concept of personal space because he kept leaning in too close.
I thought, I am lucky to be able to travel so much and experience so much, but every time I leave a place, I leave some part of me behind.
Most of my year is spent in America but I don’t feel like it’s my country. I spent the past year in Japan and I felt happier and more contented there. I grew up in Malaysia but most of my friends are gone now.
12 hours after leaving Japan, I wanted to go back.
But as the plane descended, I looked outside the window and saw the fields of oil palm, the yellow highway lights and the rows of terrace houses. And I was happy.
My mother says:
pack properly u’ll notice can put in a lot wan
My mother says:
wont be very heavy la, shoes only wat
Little does she know. wtf.
I’m still trying to think if there’s a way for me to wear two pairs of shoes at once.
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