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Dine Till You Whine

25 Aug

There ain’t such thing as wrong food.

(Sean Steward, Perfect Circle 2004)

But there are such thing as contaminated food! Was away in Kundasang a fortnight ago when the impossible happened. Exaggerating. Not. The boyfriend was having seafood fried mee and I pigged on American Breakfast at one of the famous hotels there.

Was (happily) pigging on his yummy-looking meal when I chewed on something hard as a stone! And no, it wasn’t a shrimp’s over-cooked outer layer or whatever names being conjured up. I chewed and chewed hoping it was, but it’s not! We agreed that it was an overcooked plastic.

Point is, are you gonna be that fussy customer shoving all sorts of nasty complaints? Or are you gonna be that forgiving customer and brushing aside the fact that you had just consumed a contaminated meal and almost choked on an overcooked plastic??

Okay, if you were to ask me, I’d for sure gonna kick the hell out of whoever-cooked-that-nasty-meal! No lah, I ended up complaining to the boyfriend instead. And he confronted me with the fact that there was nothing much we could do, after all. Not really…

There are a few reasonable and clear-headed ways in confronting the restauranteurs or the people responsible, according to him.

Numero uno, complain in a good way and request for a new set of meal, if possible. Sure you don’t want to pissed that cook off or else, you can imagine the worst like spits and leftovers.

Or, you can (half-heartedly) devour your meal if it isn’t really that contaminated, minus that alien thing in it. Then complain, and chances are, you eat that meal FOC.

And hell yeah, we complaint and get that meal FOC. Still doesn’t change the fact that it’s already contaminated.


Tweetfeel Moi!

28 Jun

What do tweeple think about worldcup2010? Check out Tweetfeel twitter sentiment here.

Wow-weee! I stumbled on this cool twitter application! TwitterFeel allows you, yes you, to view how people feel about certain topics or updates in twitter. It can be either POSITIVE 🙂 or NEGATIVE 😦 depending on the key words or phrases tweeted by tweeples. All you have to do is/are:

  1. Type in certain issues/topics/brands/products/people and press ‘enter’ or click ‘search’. (I can’t help but searched for ‘WORLDCUP2010’ after England’s 1-4 defeat to Germany).
  2. Seconds after, you’ll see the most recent real-time updates of what you’ve typed in from tweeples worldwide. (Beware, you might come across languages alien to you!)
  3. What you impossibly can’t ignore are the two SMILEY icons just beneath the search box. (With puppy-eyed looks, I swear I did see them did that!)
  4. The GREEN smiley computer-counts positive updates; while the RED smiley computer-counts negative ones! (The tweetfeel battle kicks off.)
  5. Well, these smileys are then accumulated to get a percentage reflecting the overall feelings of people in regard of the topic you tweetfeel-searched. (Voila, tweetfeel completed.)

Tweetfeel may be quite repetitive for some. Heck, I found it awesome though! Oh yeah, if you felt like tweeting your own or other’s twitter username(s) like @ElvieNancie and wanting to know if you’re tweeting some positive or negative updates, scratch that thought out. You know what I mean, hehe. We can’t help being soi-disant and vain sometimes. Aharks!

The 2004-2010

23 Jun

Feel compelled to post this. Some may say we’ve been sailing through our degree for 6 long ohmigosh years. We sail through 6 amazing years. Yes, we made it! (Haha, lame pun lame lah!)

Oh the cat fights, the dramas, the kuda-ness, the tragic-ness, the childishness — we grew up through ’em all.

I’d say, I grew up with my beloved 26 Cohort 3 friends and I regret neither a day nor a week nor a year of those 6 years it took to finally complete our degree.

I won’t say it’s a goodbye for us Cohort 3. Rather it’s a thank you for the dearest wonderful friends I ever have and will always be dear to me. *Sob sob*


The 26 of Cohort 3 (2009)

Kimi O Aishiteru

The happy (bitchy) faces. Haha!

ILY Chrome!

4 Mar

The only tough thing is thinking that things are tough.

The idea of being stressed-out is making yourself stressed-out. I AM FARKING STRESSED-OUT. Period. That’s a strong statement. And chasing people away.

No, I AM NOT STRESSED-OUT at the moment. That negates an otherwise negative statement. Confusing huh? Exactly! Cmon, I am not.

Firefox and IE did stress me out. Finally, at the wee hours last night I resorted to Google Chrome. Should say, I like it instantly! J’Adore Google Chrome!

My Tumblr looks strikingly cool with the superb Google Chrome browser! Stress-free Google Chrome, that is.

Temporary Suicide

27 Dec

What’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking! — George Gordon, Lord Byron ‘The Deformed Transformed”

Drunkenness is a temporary suicide, so they say. Been there, done that not. I haven’t been committing the temporary suicide and plan not to. Of course not a single soul does plan  to commit the drinking crime; it’s just a way of getting yourself drift away from your sober self.

Pretending to be sober is a skill, a skill I learnt when I was almost caught in the drinking madness (almost!). Some lose in the battle they get themselves into. They can be pretty nasty expressing their unsober-mindedness. Or they can say things that got yourself oh-so-over-the-moon — “a mere pause from thinking”, that is!

To say the least, it’s every individual’s right to get wasted or to be soberly. Just please don’t go ruining other people’s fun and merry-making. All that matters is that “don’t drink and cause commotion”.  In the end, he (who must not be named) ended up causing a ghastly ruckus, after all.