I can't kiss a girl anymore, so I won't know if I like it.

CAUSE I HAVE A DEFORMED UPPER LIP! boo.


(and who said this was dead?)

Good Friday!!

today is officially Hug JehMee Day!


Bitch, I reluctantly let you give mine on my behalf. Be nice.
(grope something while you're at it)



:)

Lights and Music

I am thinking, that you should 4shared Cut Copy's 'In Ghost Colors' and listen to it in the office. It's the perfect soundtrack for today's mood.

13/08/2008

Benzie plays boyfriend to Pamzies.

Wheee!






Thank goodness he's got dry hands.
No sweaty palms for me, thank you. =p

Tuesday Dramas

I miss you.














And shit. QB's back. -_-

Monday Pinks.

like, when you get in tomorrow, and you like, see the flimsy paper tray you like, INHERITED from me, just remember that i'm still, like, sorta, there.

*BIG POLAR BEAR HUGS*



(and btw, i've come to realize why you like Marie Digby.. it's coz you look somewhat like her, not the other way around. MaFuLat Narcissist!)

Bicycle

You promised. So I'm holding you to it. Lemmie know. I'll be waiting.

Early Morning Verbal Coffee

Too early to think but not too early to ramble.


-----------

Ah Beng: Are you in yet? I woke up late. On my way now.

Pam Song: I'm passing TTDI.

Ah Beng: Haha. You champion. :)

Pam Song: Thank you. Where are you?

Ah Beng: Two-thirds away with lots of red lights.

Pam Song: Brilliant. Enjoy the lights. I'll bet they're pretty.

Ah Beng: They're telling me to slow down and smell the guavas. I don't think its possible in this lifetime or maybe only once I hit 60.

Pam Song: 60? Nah. Too long. Guava's last like a fortnight max. In the fridge. How cold is your car?

Ah Beng: Maybe 24 degrees. Good for tulips though. The white ones are delicious.

Pam Song: They're not meant for eating. The white tulips, I mean. They're for weddings. Or was it funerals? Hmmm. I forget.

Ah Beng: But don't cha know? It's the secret ingredient for heaps of things. They just don't teach you that in school. Fancy a dollop?

Pam Song: My school days taught me how to master escaping work. And then I met you and realised I was amateur. Free dollop? Depends on who's doing the dolloping.

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And then Maxis played up. ROAR! What lousy network connection, man. If there was an emergency on hand, people die already lo. I only got the reply to that message before lunch. Haih. So potong.

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Ah Beng: Why, a bodacious butler of course. I just treat myself to the nubile things life has to offer.

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Who'd have known what the conversation would have led to if Maxis hadn't screwed up the connection. -_-

Broken

I wish you were here Benzies. =(

A Long Long While

Pam, you swallow.

It's Been Awhile

Ben, you suck.

Love Changes Everything

tiu tiu tiu tiutiu tiutiu~~



you know you love me,
xoxo.

my boy.

happy americans (eric hutchinson + marie digby) VS emo brits (athlete)

WHO WILL PREVAIL?

DJ Digby

to the left: marie digby.

to the right: marketplace DJ mix sets.



If this ain't a mash-up, I don't know what is.
HAPPY MONDAY BLUES Y'ALL.

sei sei sei mou.

so sleepy can die.

leona lewis screaming her lungs out to my left ain't quite helping.

ting ma ma de hua.

JC : Why are you listening to Jay Chou? So depressing his songs. Somemore it's raining outside.

ah:beng + Slut : That's the point!



the cu•bi•cle - 1
outside world - 0

"Cheap Lunch"

Oh-kay.

The Result (after a 2-minute discussion while waiting for the lift):
Ah Beng brilliantly suggests Vietnamese at Jaya 33.

The Order:
(1) Special Beef Noodle Soup & Orange Juice, and
(2) Special Chicken Ball Noodle Soup & Mint Apple Soda.

The Price:
RM42.85

The Parking Fee:
RM4.00

The Price Of Lunch Per Person:
RM24.00.

Cheap lunch? My arse.

" Thirty Seconds " ...

... is enough to make a difference from

1) spying on a cute guy
2) creating opportunites to get naughty
3) killing spare time at work
4) exercising
5) spend time bonding with the significant cubicle other


to

absolute nothing.



" Thirty Seconds "

The Beginning of An End

in more ways than one.

Good morning world!

Hooked

Gay Or Straight?

IT DOESN'T MATTER! They both wanna win, win, win all the time. What kind of nonsense is that??? AARRRRGGGHHHHH! Doesn't help either that The Slut is NOT standing up for what's RIGHT. Hmmph!

I Will Survive

...hey hey.

Ugh

The Slut is a real pathetic imitation of a bitch.
Seriously. P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C.

It's Official

It. Is. Over.

....like what the hell happened to Happy Day?

"same old story now, not much to say
hearts are broken anyway"

*cue in sad guitar.

Happ-pp-pp-pp-ppy

Todday iss happy soong daay.

Artist: Travis
Song Title: Happy

It starts in the morning when you're lying next to me
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling so quickly
Now I'm not a doctor and I'm not a lawyer
I get a prescription and set it on fire
Blow me a kiss, I'll be happy the rest of my life

And I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
And I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
Oh - oh - aw

And I'm so happy
And I really shouldn't like it but I love it

When I say I'm not excited, you're invited
And I think I'm getting older
There's this weight across ma shoulders
It's a shame, we're the same
Such a shame, I'm to blame all the time

But early this evening I wanted to be with you
I got on the blower, the next thing I know you're speaking
Now I'm gonna tell you what I've been thinking
And I got a hunch that you're thinking the same thing
And with some luck we'll be lying together tonight

And I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
And I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
Oh - oh - aw

Oh - oh - ah
Oh - oh - ah
Oh - oh - ah
And I'm so happy


...even if Ah Beng sucks at multi-tasking (i.e. doing butt clenches to firm up his flabby arse while working).

I'm so happy, You're so happy

this feels like a non-vaginal monologue.

but that's not going to get in the way of Today Is A Very Very Happy Day!





(i know i'm a beautiful girl with or without butt clenches)

hands off bitch

..coz david is mine.. all mine..

hello, i'm the one he's looking/waiting for.
and we were just one, for a moment in time, i'll always be his baby.

ROAR!!!

Damn slut stole me speakers while I was gone. (Like, hello. It's damn cheap at Low Yat lah. Go get one yourself can?) And then refused to go "down under" to retrieve them for me. So what if I don't do boys like him? I ain't doing any under-table crawling with no boy sitting right there. ME WANTS ME SPEAKERS BACK!!! ROAR!

xoxo nono.

it's oh so quiet.

lucky i hijaked Bitch's speakers. -."

i will survive

the ah beng in you in me in everybody will live on and prosper *.\/*

Ten Thousand Thundering Typhoons

Today.WILL.be.a.Good.Day :p

66.6 FM

teddy geiger VS boom boom remixes.

out frequency really off today.










(nvm. we can reconcile and hunt ppl down later. *sweet smile*)

Don't Stop

....like how he waited for Ms Sluterella yesterday AM.

karmic retribution is swift yo!

Tick Tock

Pam Song is waiting for Ben Wong a.k.a Ah Beng a.k.a The Slut.

I Win!!!

Even Facebook agrees. HAH!

*hug*

You are not alone. I am here with you.

What Day Is Today?

Today is officially called To-The-Left Day.

WE SURVIVED

slighty more than barely.





:)

Influencer Or Influencee?

Influenced. The both of us. By the both of us. In the worst of ways. And yes, it's as terrible as it sounds. We're as terrible. How ah???

Solace

The Bitch looks for solace, from the terrors of her inner demons, here. Will she find that peace she looks for? Who's to say. Is this the end? She doesn't yet know. Perhaps. Perhaps not. Only time will tell.

Ah Beng...

...is so sleepies. Like really really.

Good Golly Gracious Me!

Today is HANNA BARBERA day in The Cu•bi•cle. Hope it works out better than Pseudo Indian Yen Na Rei day yesterday.



(btw. The Bitch was caught red-handed in VERY VERY close proximity with my ass.. too bad there's no pictorial evidence)

Am I Happy?

I think I'm happy. At least I thought I was happy.

p/s: It's really gross how Ah Beng chews on his finger. Like, really gross. Somebody give the man a nail clipper!!!

Chomp Chomp

I need a nail clipper soon, like really really soon, before I wear my teeth out biting the nail on my pinky finger.

Wasn't I supposed to leave by 8pm today?

It's late and I wanna go home.

And Mr.Balding.Copywriter just let slip some "stories" about late nights alone in the office on his way out. Like WHATEVER FOR?!?!

Ish Ish

Cubit engkau bagi muka senget sia. Dengar cakap si Marilyn Monroe tu lah! Cakap banyak aje. Popek popek tak henti-henti. Ish ish.

Art Directors... Pfft!

Let me begin with rolling my eyes.

*rolls eyes*

I tell you, Art Directors are useless lah. (FYI, Ah Beng's an Art Director by day, and a total Ah Beng all day and night.) Look below and you'll see a repeat of my 'INVASION!' headline. Apa ni deh?! Kreatif a bit when it comes to words can or not?


p/s: I don't do waterings. Plus, my winning plant design rocks so much harder than Ah Beng's so he deserves kuli status. Not me.

INVASION!

with what? food?

(btw, i've watered The Plant already. Don't overkill it with moisture)

INVASION!

There's a Bala in The Cu•bi•cle!!!

ATTACK!!!

Venusian Mysteries.

Does it mean The Bitch has bad taste too if she sings along to Ah Beng's songs and constantly asks him to share it with her? Women really are from another planet. :p

ARRRGGGHHHH!

Why does Ah Beng have to have such unbelievably bad taste in music?! (Honestly, I wouldn't even call what he plays 'music' to begin with. -_-) It's true lah... money really can't buy taste. Not that he has much of the former anyways.

*sly grin*

Mucho Upsettos.

I'm upset that The Bitch decided to put on her headphones instead of telling me she's not really into my song selections.