L.417

Greetings. Let me tell you what happened in L.417. Let me warn you, these things always happen to places similar to L.417. Anyways, for those have no idea what L.417 is, it is the unit number of one of the girl’s toilet at block level 4 in Nanyang Polytechnic.

Bloody creepy, just like the usual girl’s toilet here and there!!

It was almost six in the evening, and I got the urge to release the excess toxic in liquid form from my body. So finally, there I was. At the last cubicle. All I could hear was nothing but silence and the pissing of.. (ok too much details).

Something out of norm starts adding to the surrounding silence. Just as I zipped my flyers, no doubt I heard shrieking of a door and it was not from the cubicle I was in. And I was alone since I entered L.417.

So maybe I thought, “Ok, someone needed to use the facilities too.”
As I opened the cubicle door, surprisingly, from the reflection of the mirrors, I was still alone in the whole L.417 unit! Every cubicle doors were wide open, together with their toilet seats like mouth of empty stomach craving to be fed!

Even if someone went in, (for some weird reason to breathe some air from there), and went back out before I opened my cubicle door, I would at least hear the “shrieking” twice. I may not be so good in maths, but still, I heard it once! (Btw, I did wash my hand after using the toilet)

This freaked out some of the lady classmates in class when I told them not to go L.417 alone.

And you know what, the only other girl’s toilet at level 4, L.421, seems like it have it’s own story.

Before I head home around 7pm, I got Pipi and Wiwi(their temporary names for awhile) to accompany me to the ladies (L.421). Last cubicle, it was lock. I was ok if I were to use the cubicle next door. But this k-po little Miss Wiwi, insist to squat and peep to check on the last cubicle, to see if she could see any ‘nice shoes’(in short see if there was anyone). Thankfully, I have not entered any cubicles. From the Didi, to the Pipi, to the Wiwi. Looking at each other. Scream a little. Out of L.421.

There was no one in the last cubicle! Ah!!!

And so, they accompanied me back to L.417. Fin.

Gimme a favour, there's actually a shoe lying near the door, can you spot it?

Ouch for that girl...

I found this lying around online,.. about a guy and his girlfriend.. hope you guys enjoy it!!

I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.

FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed.

Well, the passion starts to heat up, we were all over each other and just when I was ready to pound nails through two inch plywood she looks up at me and says "I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me."

I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!"

So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear... "You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?"

Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.

The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We went onto the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey." She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all
dear, let's go to the cashier."

I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel like it."

Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled WHAT?"

I then said "Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?"

Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that bitch knows I'm smarter than her.

The cheretzBeretz again...

This time round.. Not too much word.. Just comment on it if you want..





Keep on having fun ppl!! and smile always.. Dina loves you all, especially you!!

Post World Cup Fever

Yes, I understand that world cup was ‘like so yesterday’s yesterday’ now. FYI, I did got sad, not too much tears though, just emotional over it!! Before I get to Zizou’s head butt event, I wanted to say that the Australian really did a good job despite loosing their last match. It was a heartbreaking moment for me to see the way they have lost to the Italian! Seriously, sad for them, heartbroken, and I could even see (from TV, duh) the Italians’ fan did cry for Australia. Australian possesses the game, till, towards the last precious moments, Italy scored? Damn. The feeling was as painful just like getting ditched!


Next stop, Zinedine Zidane. He is the best! He deserves that best player award! But please. He head butt for a reason.

I don’t think that red card was even necessary. Come on, first thing first, the referee did not catch that unfortunate event. It was the fourth official (k-po-kia) who saw, only the ‘heading’, that informed the naïve referee about it. There must be a reason why Zidane rammed Materazzi!

From some sources I read,..
Materazzi admitted he insulted Zidane before the France captain head-butted him, but denied calling him a "terrorist."
"I did insult him, it's true," Materazzi said in Tuesday's Gazzetta dello Sport. "But I categorically did not call him a terrorist. I'm not cultured and I don't even know what an Islamic terrorist is."
Media reports, based on interpretations by lip-readers, have suggested that Materazzi called Zidane a terrorist or insulted his mother or sister. Materazzi denies these claims, too.
-Yahoo

Ok, what done is done, congratulations to Italy for winning the cup for the fourth time in history. Yet I am proud of the French for getting that far! I will post more on the Head Butt incident if I could find anymore interesting articles.
Btw, I did not support France nor Australia. I was supporting Germany!! Woohoo!! Even though they lost to Italy in the semi’s, I still won my bet (a meal or two, ketuk!!)!! Alright, Baby yeah!!

That’s all for now! I love you all, especially you!!

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