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Name: Kimbërly
Birthday: 6/5/1983
Gender: Female


Interests: Classical, jazz, Broadway, opera, champagne, cigarettes, philharmonic, theatre. I bake pastries, I burn houses. I play the piano. I play with lizards and spiders too. I kill ants, yet cockroaches make me shit my pants. I speak eloquently yet I curse like a seasoned sailor. I read encyclopaedias and geeky books. I read www.crimelibrary.com to get more violent ideas. I sketch. I eat like it's Thanksgiving everyday. I am a walking, talking self-contradiction. A refined barbarian, that's me. Xanga Layouts Xanga Layouts Xanga Layouts kick-testicles images
Expertise: I'm rather demented. I blurt the most revolting things during the most inappropriate moments. I appreciate humour at others' expense. I laugh at myself alot. I fantasise about nasty things happening to awful twats. I discuss those fantasies openly. I dance like an idiot. I want to join a non-governmental organisation for abused women to teach them how to set their husbands on fire. I have the attention-span of a poodle. I enjoy frightening myself with horror flicks. Sometimes, I am shy. With friends, I have no shame. I complain about anything, anytime I feel like it. I collect sentimental rubbish. I secretly dream of owning a sniper. There are many houses I'd like to burn and many people I'd love to pepper-spray, and shove spiky things up their anuses.


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Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Ie Tjer + Kimberly's Joint Blog

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Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Maybank's policy - a follow up


This is extracted from Patrick Teoh's blog. Very well-put, i must say. He took the words right out of my mouth.
 

Friday, May 11, 2007

Somebody Fucked up. Big time!!!

NIAMAH!!!

Whoever believes that crime does not pay should not live in Malaysia. I consider the latest Maybank scandal an out and out criminal act. There's no other way to describe it. But whoever committed the crime appears to be getting away scot-free.

Okay, for those of you who've been sleeping or been apathetic as usual or been abroad and out of Internet reach in Siberia here's a little background to what took place about a week ago.

Maybank, the country's biggest bank announced that for legal firms to do business with it the firms must have at least 3 Bumiputra partners. One of whom must own no less than 50% equity in the firm. Of course, when the announcement went public the shit hit the fan. As it should.

Muhibbah, right? One for all and all for one, right? Racial integration, right? Fair play, right? Wrong! These are the rules. So there!

The legal profession went berserk. Some of the Malaysian rakyat, those who weren't sleeping or been properly trained as sheep, thought, "What the hell???!!!"

And then the usual talking heads realised..."Eh? Somebody screwed up big time la." Shit!" Then they all came out and made...statements. Even went up to the cabinet at a meeting chaired by the Prime Minister who wasn't opening a restaurant or looking at kebayas that day. And they all echoed the usual, "No cannot!"

And then some really funny stuff came forth from the mouths of some of these trained sheep. Ng Yen Yen, the deputy finance minister was reported as questioning the bank's move as firms that provided the best professional services should be the criteria for selection. Where's Yen Yen been living all these years? The moon?

Hishammuddin Hussein, I'm not sure with or without the keris this time, thought he was being smart when he used another racialistic argument against a racialistic decision. He said that in multi-racial Malaysia every small thing could become sensitive. Hello, Hisham you're not always going to be able to scare us with mentions or veiled references to May 13, 1969 you know. So what? So we should keep quiet and let you sweep this shit under the carpet because you scare us with this May 13 riots and bloodshed memory? This isn't about small things becoming sensitive. This is about a major fuck up that somebody needs to answer for. Okay, I'm waiting for you or one of your cabinet colleagues to pull out the ever useful "rights enshrined in the Constitution" gambit. With bated breath.

Hisham, I choose to believe that us Malaysians are smart enough to know that the only way we can prosper is to live and work together as one nation.

It's been days since the shit hit the fan but do you notice something? No names have ever been mentioned. It's always Maybank did this Maybank shouldn't have done that. So? So who the fuck is Maybank? Who in Maybank was responsible for making the decision to discriminate so blatantly? Was it the chairman? The board of directors? Some senior manager? Maybank made a decision which means someone signed on the dotted line knowing full well what he/she was doing. Right? So how come, the cabinet, the Prime Minister and all the assorted bunch of politicians are busy making statements and excuses but nobody has ever mentioned a name from Maybank who signed the directive?

This makes an ordinary, tax-paying member of the rakyat like me very suspicious. Was this a government decision that went horribly wrong? Was some bigshit...sorry I meant bigshot...in Maybank trying to covertly sabotage the government's plans? Was this discrimination something that's been happening all along and that this was just a cat out of the bag situation? How are we going to trust each other ever again? How are we to believe the government's plans for racial integration are even real?

But already the coverage of this Maybank thing is losing steam in the mainstream media. The flers from BN will make some more statements. Maybe fire some fireworks in celebration of some Visit Malaysia Year biggest, longest, stupidest 'achievement' and soon we will all forget and go back to our apathetic lives.

But today I am one really unhappy Malaysian. I am unhappy that something like this could happen. I am unhappy that so many of my friends don't seem to think that this is a big deal. I am unhappy that I am being patronised by the very people who should be accountable to me for fuck ups like this. I am unhappy that everybody is talking and nobody is being held accountable or responsible. Not the finance minister. Not Bank Negara. Not Maybank.

I will never use Maybank services. And I think you shouldn't either. But then I know...aiyah! troublesome la want to change bank account. Somemore they got so many branches ma. So easy for me lor. Hiyah! Waffor want to worry la. Can't do anything anyway what.

Okay, you like the shit hole you're living in you can stay in it. I'm not going to.

Niamah!!!

posted by patrickteoh at 3:59 PM 0 comments


Monday, May 21, 2007

For your approval

LA

 


Thursday, April 26, 2007

I am a stuntwoman

I’m back.

My nose has turned into a sepulchral shade of ghastly purple from the lack of oxygen; due to being buried in a skyscraper of work for a good few weeks.

I’ve been too busy to even dig my nose, let alone, blog.

Updates? Hell, too many. I can’t even remember what I wanted to blog about. The space in my head specially allocated for crap, has been emptied and replaced with work and other boring matters.

Anyway, I managed to pull some sort of fantastic power stunt yesterday evening.

Was trying to avoid the road block on the opposite side of the road at Hartamas.

I have an irrational fear of road blocks, as I believe that despite how righteously confident I am, the fucking police somehow have a knack of finding some kind of fault with me.

Therefore after doing some banking, I took a random left turn hoping that I would somehow find my way back unto the highway that lead to Bangsar, as I needed to buy some Wee-Wee-Pads for Tummy’s dog. Unsurprisingly, I initially lost my way, but found myself at some strange route on the Damansara Highway about 15 minutes later.

I turned left and drove up a one-way that curved to the left. Right before the bend, I was shocked to see a car appearing from the corner driving in the opposite direction and coming towards me.

“Bloody crazy jackassed twit!” I cursed and honked stridently at him.

The bastard reciprocated in the same manner, which pissed me off awfully.

Suddenly there seemed to be more and more cars coming towards me, blaring their horns; and to my absolute horror, I realised that the arrows on the road painted in white were like this:-

shit

OMG !!!!! JIALAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

i suck

I had to reverse slowly all the way and all the cars were honking at me.

Oh my gawd. I felt so bloody ridiculous that I laughed out loud, which probably made me look like a psycho bitch.

I am a blatant disgrace to women drivers. How shameful. How mortifying.

I think I have brain damage.

Told Tummy about how I felt like a retarded bimbo and it didn’t help that he kept calling me ‘Bim-Bim-Kim’.

Sobs.

*Blows nose*

 

  

 

This is Christy & Tummy's dog, by the way.

 

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Looks like a gremlin.

 

DSC03170

 

But still very adorable.

 


Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Celaka Orang, apparently.

I was browsing through my 'received files' folder and found this old picture that Gary sent me quite some time back. The english is rather atrocious, but knock yourselves out with the gist anyway.

OMG FB HE LOOKS A TAD LIKE YOU KWA KWA KWA.

But of course you look better lah, please don't kill me.

celakaorang

Damien sent me this today, which made me wonder whether anyone I know, secretly engage themselves in awful activities such as this:-

cry

As you can see, she's pretty damn upset because they called her 'fattest', and names like 'beast' etc.

Kinda serves her right.

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I'm not really in a blogging mood today.

 



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