Thursday Thirteen #15

13 Things I’m Not Ashamed to Admit

1. I love food. Can’t you tell? I’m always game to try new flavors. Anyone know where to find French cuisine?
2. I’m obsessed with orange/bronze/ beige eye shadow. I now have 3 sets of them. None of which is half-used xD
3. I have chipmunk-like voice. Seriously, I do.
4. I’m way too big for my height but I’m comfortable in my own skin. Dieting does not work for me. I’m already eating at a portion that is not expected of me.
5. My motto is; If you have it, flaunt it. God has given me a well endowed chest. I have a love-hate relationship with it but as I said to Jijot 2 weeks ago, “I have the goods to show off with that kind of neckline” =D
6. I’m pro-feminism but I like playing the damsel in distress at times.
7. I’m not as graceful and poised as some people think I am. I’m a total klutz most of the time.
8. Dancing is something that I love but I have two left feet. Still, that does not stop me from getting jiggy with it in the confines of my room =P
9. I’m a bookworm. A nerd if you will. I love books too much to even care of the stigma.
10. I don’t drive. I terrify myself of my own lack of concentration on the road. Plus, I love sleeping in the car xD
11. Even though I dislike Paris Hilton, Heiress is too irresistibly sweet smelling to be ignored.
12. Even though I think Victoria Beckham looks like an anorexic robot, I have to admit that she is one of the best fashionista around.
13. I know way too much medical terms than I should because I watch way too much ER, House, Grey’s Anatomy and CSI.

Does It Have To Be Done Right There and Then?

Today I’ve witnessed something eye-boggling. Something that I shouldn’t have seen. Something that makes me want to rip my eyes from their sockets and soak them in bucketful of Klorox. Something that made me wished that I did not look out of the car’s window.

This happened while we were heading towards TTDI. As DivaMom was speeding away, trying to get pass a car in front of us, I just had to look outside the window (this is a habit whenever the vehicle I’m riding overtakes another vehicle). How I regret doing so (and the habit). I’ve heard of it being done but the thought of actually witnessing it has never entered my so-called pure thoughts. From the corner of my eyes I could see a pink roundish thing, possibly a balloon on the man’s lap. A split second later, I saw it bobbing. A balloon will NOT bob at that manner or speed.

Only did I realize a second too late what was happening. Then I saw a pink tudung clad head appear from the bobbing balloon.

Oh, my God!

I just witnessed a blow job.

Oh, my God!

Now I wish I could soak my brain in Klorox!

No, I did not tell DivaMom or RockerDad or anyone that was in the car.

Oh, my God!

As I said, I’ve heard of these thing before but never had I thought that ACTUAL people doing it.

I am not to condemn people for not having oral sex or any kind of sex at all. I do think that sex is important to a certain extent in a relationship. In fact, I encourage it as long as you practice it with slight intelligence. I pity those babies you ‘accidently’ produced and throw away with the trash like some kind of unworthy garbage (emo much?). If you want to be handcuff-, chocolate & cream-, candy underwear- or even SM- kinky, please, be my guess PROVIDING that you do it in PRIVATE. It is not call the intimate details of one’s private life for nothing.

Anyways, don’t you think that a car is NOT THE place to have sex? More precisely, a moving car? Like, hello! Here are some reasons why you are NOT suppose to have sex; receiving or giving on a moving vehicle:

1. First and foremost, it’s dangerous! This is why accidents happened. You were so engorged (pun intended) with your extra activities in the car that you tend to elude the world around you. You don’t want to die on the road while giving/receiving head do you?
2. People can see you for heaven’s sake. Have you no shame? Children can see you. What kind of learning experience do you want to give them?

There are other reasons but they have all disappear when I soaked my brain and eyes in Klorox. Do add some if you are free.

To end the post; DO NOT HAVE SEX IN MOVING VEHICLE, LEST YOU WANT THE RISK OF GETTING KILLED HIGHER.

Thank you =)

p/s: I think I’ve never used OMG that much in one post xD

Minor Annoyance, Much?

Pet peeve
Def: A pet peeve (or pet hate) is a minor annoyance that can instill extreme frustration in an individual. Typically each person has several pet peeves that aggravate her or him more than the average person. Another person may not react as negatively or at all to the same circumstance.

It takes much effort for some people to ruffle my feathers in major ways. I do mean A LOT to a point that I would throw a tantrum. Still, little things do annoy me at time. Here are some:

• I hate it when printed articles (essays, letters, reports etc.) are NOT numbered, justified and aligned properly. It’s a small thing, yes, but I just can’t help myself. The article would look unfinished and unpolished and I can’t accept that. Having a friend who can’t be bothered by all of that drives me crazy. Lucky for me, I only have one.
• Food are meant to be eaten till the very last morsel and not meant to be thrown in the bin. If you can’t finish it off, ask for a smaller portion.
• I bored to death when already thin people say that they are fat. I mean, like, hello! How thin do you want to be? Until your eyes are big and protruded like a bug’s? Every time I hear this, I just wish I could drag the person to nearest shrink.
• The cleavage parade and bitchy girly poses on MySpace. ‘Nuff said.
• When someone belittle another person stereotypically. I detest especially when men belittle women in the harshest ways. I’m pro-feminism after all.
• I’m annoyed every time when men watch sports. Why does it have to be ‘your’ team. You don’t own it. Much less contribute to it.
• Why must you say the apologetic gestures more than once? I heard you the first time.

So yes. I’m a nag, so what? I’m not ashamed of it and won’t apologize for it.