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Momentarily fucked and then some

My body clock is so fucked up! I need to get myself together. Sleeping at 5AM and waking up at 1PM is not good, at all for me and my prospecting job!

GOD!

Anyway, I had a fantastic weekend catching up with old friends and made some new ones too. Its funny how things change after such a long time. I'm sure everyone faces good phases in life and this is just another one of those times, I hope everything works out well with all of you. Yes, we may not have spoken for the past few years but I'm glad we did after everything that has happened. I need not mention any names because they know who they are. I missed the lounging and hanging out even if you were too high to remember anything. Know that I care, and I want to be there for the rest of your life cause our friendship means so much more to me how I claim it to be. I've missed you, heart to heart.

And right now I need my baby back cause he's been gone for too long. I need him to whisper nothings by my side instead of listening to crappy cars speeding on that one stretch of road outside. Baby, know that I love you and I wont trade you for anything else is the world.

I know I have been going AWOL but its all for the best.

Internship starts VERY soon. World, make way, cause here I come - all charged up and ready to rumble!

SOME PEOPLE

Oh god this is so pissing off.

I cant believe she can be so immature and ungrateful!

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I wish I could just dig out where she stays, go up to her, scream and confront her, then nicely go to sleep.

What have we ever done to make you feel unwanted and unhappy? Just because of one simple thing which you put upon yourself, no thanks to us.

GOD.

Why do I feel like just slapping her back to reality? And someone was telling me that this is hitting me so hard and bothering me because she is blood-related.

I dont think it's that, I just think that any normal-functioning human being would think and act everything out rationally instead of jumping to conclusions like what she did. All she ever cared about was the limelight being held on her, how she used to seek all the attention and try to impress people with her rebellious ways when in fact nobody was really looking at her at all. What she never knew was that everyone found her to be odd and rather knocked up silly. So funny when I think back about it. It was like a message sent down from God how she just took us to her advantage and wanted to cling around only if it was any benefit to her without thinking about other people's feelings. How selfish and self-centered!

If she thinks any sort of harm is going to come upon ANY OF US, she has to think twice because we were not raised like her, nor do our parents think any less of us no matter what we ever do. I'm no angel myself but at least I have enough compassion and empathy, not to mention I do function normally as a human being. I would never ever think about doing any of the things that she has done! Always jumping to conclusions thinking every single bloody thing is about her when it actually is not, nobody really gave a hoot about her only because they had no other choice because they pitied her. And to think everyone pitied her for no apparent reason, that's just daft! Well at least we can all see her for the person she really is now and what she has done tell's so much about her and what life she wants to lead.

Always a compulsive liar, lying about everything she has ever done and who she knows. That's just sad. And also to think that she would stoop so low like debris from a burnt down building makes it even worst. Now I feel sorry for her and I dont even want to feel this way.

THE END.

Okaiiiz, sorry people for updating in such an all of a sudden manner by putting it off about someone who was ONCE close to me. Yes, she's someone who I'm related to which makes it even worst. Anyway, I hope everyone has a fantastic week and hope no one feels as down the way I do right now because this is such horseshit.

Orgasmic

I have a newfound LOVE!

In the form of OldTown's Assam Laksa. Since I've been missing Mama's Laksa Sarawak this is my best bet.

I EFFIN MISS HOME.

I wanna go back and sit on Stesha!

GRRRRRRRRRR.

I know I havent been updating much, just been pretty busy.

I promise I'll be back very soon though, since I'm not a bum anymore with a vision, I suppose things have been changing, not much, still feels the same on occasion though.

The only thing I cannot stand is waking up early in the mornings cause I am such a grouch, like Oscar. That way I shout at everyone around me. And my room is so god damn cosy I can just hibernate throughout all my days here.

I also just realized that I havent been posting pictures AT ALL as of late. So I'll work that out soon, cross my heart hope to die.

I hope everyone has a prosperous New Year ahead of them, especially to my Chinese friends, Gong Xi Fa Cai.

THE HORROR!

I am heartbroken! :(

Just landed in KL about 2 hours ago, trying to unpack but I cant set my mind to do it. I really cannot be ARSED. I am in pain, stupid flu, stupid fever, stupid sore throat. All this is NOT making things any better.

I wish I was at home in my dark and messy room. Scary is what Stesha would say. I MISS STESHA ALREADY! I tried to hold my tears back when I saw her waving to me but I could not. I cried the moment I reached the smoking room and Ali had to console me. Oooooooh. The plane ride was horrible, I hated it. My body ached all over and the pressure in my ears was unbearable! I literally had to blow my nose a thousand times. 

Can anyone say homesick much? And it's not even been a day. Ha ha. I crack myself up!

I dont feel like shopping when I should be feeling like shopping. 

I dont feel like getting my ass up from the sofa.

I dont feel like doing anything at all but wait on this damn dull thing you call a couch.

I JUST WANNA GO HOME AND HUG STESHA. AND KISS TOOTSIE SO I DONT HAVE TO GIVE HER AWAY TO ANYONE.

AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH.

Help me :(

But on the other hand, I'm sure everything will be alright tomorrow and I'll be the jolly old me in no time once this sore throat goes away.

Give me any other pain in the world and I will still take it, like a man even, give me a sore throat and you take away everything from me, God. I feel handicapped! Even my wisdom teeth growing out never did this sort of pain to me. I HATE BLAND PAINS. It is so very alang-alang! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Have I told anyone how much I hate sore throats enough yet?

And another reason why is because I have to limit my nicotine intake! I HATE IT WHEN I CANNOT LET ALL MY ANGER OUT ON CIGARETTES!

Everything seems to be so WRONG.

But then again, Ali is on his way with my Lee Stafford hair prods, Soap&Glory body prods and Too Faced self-tanners. I'm so happy. I LOVE BOOTS! 

Heehee.

Now I have something to smile on about.

I LOVE YOU ALI!

*kiss*kiss* baby's big round filled-with-joy cheeks.

You are the bestest boyfriend a girl can ever have.

And thank you for the Sobranie Cocktails, my love. You are indeed the bomb, big boy.

I'm sorry for making shitloads of fuss about every single thing. I think I'm turning into that OCD perfectionist I've always had nightmares about being. I am so sorry. You know I still love you and you're the only one for me.

;)

So here's to being a nonstop spoiled brat again!

Happy New Year!

A bit late, but better late than never. I ALWAYS SAY. Tardiness has always gotten the best out of me. And today, I'm flying off to KL :(

So sad!!!!!!!!

I'm going to miss Mummy and Daddy, Stesha, Shereen, Shereena and Sabrina so very much.

And I will also miss our maid because she makes the bestest food in the whole wide world!

I just wanna tear up all over again.

Hmph.

I aint that hard of an egg-shell to crack, what!

But then again, leaving home pretty much leaves me independent. And I guess that's what everyone wants of me. 

I dont have any resolutions for this year, because who cares anyway? Screw resolutions and mind-blow the future spontaneously. As long as I have a strong head on balanced shoulders, I know things will go through, so as the same for anyone else. 

And I've been exceptionally addicted to Akon's Freedom. 

Speaking of which, I LOVE PENANG! It's the only place in the world where you can get DVDs and CDs for RM4 per piece, and being the haggle-master that I was born to be, all of the roadside stalls are going to go bankrupt from pirating because they sold their goods to me for RM1 a piece. Ha ha ha. I bought at least about 300 pieces worth. And I am so happy with my pirated DVD collection, other people would absolutely DIE.

So here's a toast to the new year - get rid of the bad and on with the new, may 2009 be one hell of a roller coaster ride for all of you.

Just saying, because I know mine will be.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Aaaaah. I have not been updating very much and I'm sure everyone who used to read my blog does not even bother to check anymore, but hey, better late than never, right?

I just got home from the airport about 2 minutes too late for Xmas eve. My bloody flight got delayed and I was practically celebrating Xmas in the plane rather than on the ground with my family. 

I hope everyone else had a better Eve, though. 

Maxis is also being a very big bitch-itch for charging for calls on Xmas! I remember birthday bonuses where calls were all free! :(

And I wish Ali was right next to me to cuddle up to me. Oh, I hope he has fun in Paris. It feels so long since I last hugged him and that was to bid adieu. I miss him ever so dearly. 

Speaking of Xmas, the only possible thing I look forward to are the presents and spending good time with la familia, especially with Pepe since he's constantly traveling and Xmas is the only time he comes to visit to spend time with Mama.

And guess what arm candy I just got for Xmas?

Okay, maybe not so. I did not get him for Xmas but I wish I did. It was just a thought because he is to die for - with the accent and everything. Aaaaaah, Jason Statham, please come to the ends of the Earth to marry me!

On a serious-er note, this is what I got for Xmas instead.

The Tod's Pashmy Bauletto. 

The next closest thing to Rebecca Minkoff's Morning After Bag, but even better!

Heehee.

And now for New Year's present, well that's a whole different story. Wink, *Gucci Tattoo Heart*, wink, wink. 

WTF.

I cannot even begin to explain how much I hate getting the Crimson Wave every month. This month has been the worst, my cramps are getting more and more intense as I sit here smoking on a fag, patiently, willingly waiting for the dull, bland pain to subside. I wish I had a masseus to do the job, but I hate it when people massage me so that will not be an option. I just wish I could do something about this uncomfortable feeling.

Apart from that, life has been equally good. I'm having my topsy turvies but I'm ironing things out and hopefully it will come to an end, pretty soon. I wish I could jet off on a permanent vacation and live on an island filled with sun canopies or hugeass beach umbrellas, sit in the sun, tan day and night. Suffice to say, my tan just got very even and decent, I'm glad I'm not just a block of shady brown anymore! I'm all smiles :D

I need to lose weight quick before I get depressed. Dropping from a size 10 to a size 8 within a month has been magnificent, I just need to work on my thighs and buttocks, maybe flatten the tummy a little and I'm good to go. So, shopping, here I come! Organic food (so much BLERGH)
has been very nice to me too, I'm trying to drink 3 cups of green tea every day, as much as I like it with sugar, I'm skipping the whole sweet tooth thing. God damn, those things make my tums cramp up even more just by thinking about it. I am fucking determined to lose weight by end of this year so I'll just keep my fingers crossed.

I wish everyone a very happy weekend, I hope everything goes swell because I know mine will!

MMMM. Heavenly Bliss!

Holidays are here, I'm glad I dont have to work for the next week. Ha ha ha. I have never ever appreciated holidays and sleep-ins as much as I do right this instant!

Daddy gave me a box of Kent Nanotek Neos a few days ago and they are so cool! The cigarettes are so compact, the size is 1/4 of a normal cigarette but just as long. I only smoked 2 cause I dont want to waste them all, I have this urge of even tucking the box away in my drawer so I wont smoke on them since you cant get them in Asia just yet. I was also thinking of getting a few cartons of Lady Rose cigarettes online but I'm not sure whether I need a license to actually do it.

I've been shopping since I got my pay, I know it is not much but then again I earned all of it on my own - that way no one can put any limits to what I want or do not want to do. Heeeee. Okay, fine the only shopping I did was to get myself 4 bottles of Evian spray, lip balm and deodorant. Apart from that, the shoes I just got was a gift from Ali because I decided not to get any DVDs this month.

Speaking of shoes, I dont know how I managed to get such giganormous feet, both my parents have normal-sized feet, and here I am stuck with size 9 feet for no apparent reason. And I hate how local shops do not have my size. I remember walking into a very chink-like store in Times Square and saw a pair of red slingbacks and brown dotted pair of wedges which I absolutely fell in love with. I tried them on and decided to purchase them, I even got them to expand the shoe width at the back of the store and to come home realizing that they got me the wrong size. They got me a bloody size 39, half of my foot could not go in! The nerve. I was a paying customer! I never found myself arsed to go back to the place because obviously, I could not even remember which chinky store it was seeing so many of them around. See, that's why I stick ever so strong like glue to Pedder Red, Shuz and my ever loyal Birkenstock or Japanese slippers. Because I know wherever I go, they have my size in stock, ready to wear as well.

The Contender Asia Season 2 has started! I am soooooo happy. And The Postal Service's Such Great Heights have been very nice to accompany me day in, day out when I feel the blues. Bless Britpop Indie and it's natural wonders!

Until the next, next, next time I decide to update, which might be in a reasonably good time, I bid everyone adieu!

Days have definitely been better.

I have a little bug going around my immune system. I think I may have got the virus from one of the kids at school. SO IRRITATING.

My nose is stuffed, my throat is playing an orchestra and my body temp has gone up to 100 degrees (okay okay, a little exaggeration wont hurt) but still. I feel like a walking corpse. I've been drinking tea non stop and it helps my esophagus cool off. Mmmmmm.

A goodnight's sleep shall help a lot (or so I hope) so I can enjoy the rest of the day tomorrow!

Finally, it's the weekend!

Aaaaaaah. Now this is a relief. Never have I looked forward to weekends as much as I do now. Before this every other day was a Saturday or Sunday for me and I just realized how much lack of sleep I've been getting. Now I know why people say working 9 to 5 is tiring, for which in my case is 730 to 6 Monday until Friday.

I feel like a donkey's bottom. Work has been good, knowing that I'll get extra pocket money every month makes it a worthwhile thing as well. I absolutely hate Fridays since it's "Cleaning Day". And I was bullied into cleaning all the toys and apparatus! I have an addiction to sharpening pencils, too!

And the kids, oh the kids, have been wonderful except one boy who gets on my nerves pretty easily, I was tempted to slap him and dump his head in a rubbish bin. Not only is he dumb, he's annoying as well. Every single time I tell him to do his work, he whines like a baby. Everyone in his age group can at least count until 100 or read most of the words in their books. All he wants to do is colour his way through and he gets so far left behind when the other children are doing their work, it's impossible. And to think he's already 6 years old. His silly father wants to send him to a Chinese school next year and I wanted to laugh in his face cause there is no way any of the teachers, no matter how strict or good they are can manage to control their temper with him! That particular kid needs A LOT of help, I think. I'm patient with all the other ones but he, he just pisses me off every single time I look at his face!

I dont know why parents send their children to daycares. Okay, more money for us but still, I dont agree with the concept of daycares. They come in un-showered and sleepy and a total stranger has to give them baths. They whine and cry and suck on their bottles as if they cling on to it for dear life. There has to be at least one parent who earns a steady income and another parent who stays at home with their children (preferably female cause I'm conservative in that sense). Otherwise, dont make babies! I pity the look on the kids faces when their parents come to pick them up after work and they just run and jump for joy, innocently not knowing that they have to come back again the next day. It's alright if they only come in the mornings to learn, but staying with other people, complete strangers as they know, every single day until 5PM is absurd! What if the people at the daycare do not wash them up properly? What if the only thing they do is sit in front of a TV all the time, getting brainwashed with cartoons and most cartoons are violent? What if they do not getfed properly and they do not get their daily nutritions? Oooooh. Just for the record, I do not give the kids their baths and I do not feed them. I put their diapers and clothes on, comb their hair and organise their studies in the morning. In the afternoon, I'm in charge of tuition. And the place I work at cleans AND feeds the kids properly. If you know my employer, I'm sure you're bound to agree with me. Anyone who knows her knows how fussy she is, and the fussy sort where she gets what she wants and sticks to it. Let's just say she likes discipline and drastic disciplinary measures equals to drastic changes for the education system.

On a side note, I talked to my dad about getting a degree in child care and he disagreed. I was a little disappointed but I was not worried or anything. He wants me to go for something high-rank. I had question marks on the inside of my head. Lol. Okay, so it's between Architecture, Entrepreneurship and International Business. I have until next year to decide and I'm going in head first into a big pile of shit, well literally.

So there it is, another short update. I hope everyone enjoys their weekends cause I'm appreciating mine!

Hiatus

Been pretty busy with my mundane life, helping out at a family friend's place for a bit until I get everything sorted out.

I was actually thinking of cancelling makeup school and go forth with Mum's brilliant idea of getting a childcare/child psychology degree in Australia. It should be promising since I've been given the green light to set up my own day care close to home!

I LOVE KIDS.

And now my passion for kids have grown so much more intense than it did the last time. I was also thinking of continuing my studies and if things go as well as I plan, I would definitely take the chance of getting a Masters in Philosophy. Now how awesome would that be?

Then my dreams of visiting Africa and doing voluntary English teaching would come to life! And first thing first, I'd have to start from the root of everything which makes sense - back home. To the homeless children, the less-fortunate ones and those staying far away from civilisation.

I'm getting pretty impatient.

I miss Farhad and Faisal already. The twins definitely do NOT get on my nerves since they're so cute and they insist on calling me Habibi. So cute, so adorable, I want to bite their cheeks off and never ever spit he remains out. Nyeeeeeeee.

Providing cute little children is not so hard after all. I was expecting the worst when I started helping out at the center. Even when they put on their most annoying behaviour seems tolerable for me.

Now, see, who said I had an attention span of a squirrel? And that I was not patient enough to see to children? Bollocks!

Oh Happy Days!

Where has it all gone to?

Not to say that there aren't any happy days in a relationship but it gets pretty darn boring when he's in class all the time. And here I am as jobless as I've always been. People now deem me ketua kampung. Lol. I personally think it's funny but very offensive at the same time.

I also notice I've got a million drafts saved on my dashboard and I'm not ever going to publish any of the drafted posts because it's either about something silly/stupid or really philosophical and half done to the point I forgot what I was philosophically typing about. I am not about to make a fool out of myself anytime yet. Unless someone decides to hack into my Blogger account and find all my very "clever" drafts about breast augmentation, politics and corruption at the same time. Oops. You must be thinking I did a little poopsie, after all everyone thinks I'm a little she-bimbo with no brains, which is as they say, is worth nothing up there. And really, I don't mind because I know what my brains are worth. I'd also like the idea of someone paying me shitloads of money to just talk for hours about a single topic without stopping until they get so bored with me they'd rather give me money to stop dwindling about it.

I kid you not.

No wonder most of the people I know tell me I should be working in the Public Relations industry. Which is, of course, the road I'm not taking.

Today was spent with Hafiz for a few hours because he's flying to Vietnam tomorrow morning. And the fact that Ali had class until 4PM does no justice. Initially we were supposed to go get his baju melayu done at Sparkman Shop but they were closed and I read the signs all wrong and started swearing. It said Open on Monday, Wednesday - Friday 10AM - 730PM and somehow my brain was not functioning properly and thought they opened on weekdays every day without being able to fathom that Tuesday was not on the list. Oh woe is me. I'm sorry to whoever is in charge, I really did not mean to hope you go out of business.

Next agenda on the list was to have a proper loose/hangout session and he opted for Coffee Bean, but I was reluctant so he brought me to Delifrance instead. I love the French sodas and I've only had that sort since I've been there, thrice. Such a loser, I know. Making such a big fuss about a place I've only been to three times! Money talks, what. And I have none of the evil paper they call money nowadays. Such a sad, miserable life I lead. Suffice to say, I walked around in Japanese-army-style dirty brown apek shorts, a very quaint organic cotton T-shirt and ruffled, almost-coming-apart fuschia Birkenstock sandals, which mind you, are the most comfortable pair of slip-ons ever discovered (apart from the big hoo-ha about Crocs, I'm pussy enough to not try them on in case I get laughed at and the fact I find them hideous, so let's not make me a believer out of that). See? Nothing gets any better than a bum like me.

So there we were, in the midst of talking about everything until I got a text from someone at the workshop saying my car was all done. My heart skipped two beats faster, at least, and I was just going through the two puffs of my third stick of the day! I am amazed by how my body functions. I was especially happy that my car was done and ready to let me come pick it up. We left for the workshop and right there in front of my eyes (all the other cars were blurred out) was my lovely sweetheart. Got the keys from the front workplace where all the keys were hung out (he gave me these really ugly pair of Hilux car keys which I scorned at cause it was rotting only to find they were not MINE, cause I dont remember ever keeping my car keys in such bad condition) and skipped back into Hafiz's car to go pick my baby down the road. He left right after I stepped out of his car, very ungentleman-like, only to find myself sitting in a car with a flat battery with no fuel in it. I was fucking stranded and fucking pissed off by the time I got hold of Hafiz again and told him to immediately rush back to my aid.

See, the stupid thing was, I was not thinking straight. I was merely 10 feet away from a bloody workshop and to no avail never thought of the idea of them being able to get all that done for me. So he rushed back, this time very gentleman-like and waited with me while they got everything fixed, battery and fuel included. It took them at least about 45 minutes to get everything in tip-top condition again. And before I knew it, I was out cruising behind the wheels fit for a King! (If they prefer low-riders and mean pimped-like pickups, then, why not)
And to think, the last time I drove it was 4 months ago when the oil price was still at bay. RM50 of diesel only fills in a fucking less-than-half-tank! I remember just not so long ago when RM30 was half a tank on the meter. Now I understand the anguish from people who own cars. Because now I have to fork up my own allowance money to pay for that stupid car's tank. Uuuugh. The agony and horror. How I wish I got a Viva for my birthday instead.

But then again, if anyone is nice enough to give me a Bentley Continental GT or a Cadillac Escalade, I would never say no. That would be too much of a good offer to pass on.

AND I TAKE BACK ABOUT WHAT I SAID ABOUT THE VIVA FOR MY BIRTHDAY. I changed my mind. Because I want a pair of killer pumps from Prada, a brand new Gucci hobo and a white strapped Franck Muller Crazy Times. The whole concoction, please and thank you.

Aaaaaah, the dreams of a becoming 21-year-old in 3 months.

HA HA

Right.

So she thinks she's all that plus a bag of chips.

(Hey, everyone likes a bag of chips every now and then)

If I deserved any of the things she said about me to my face, well, that now would be a different story because I would stand up to it with open arms. But going behind me saying everything which is not true? Yo, facts need to be ironed out as well.

I don't have a lot of anger pent up inside me since I can remember. Petty things have now rendered to not set my wick on fire anymore. Too bad she thinks otherwise.

Here I am typing this out, smiling without a doubt, laughing even to think of the initiatives she has set up to turn everyone against me. I bet my bottom dollar (or ringgit, for this matter) she's waiting for me to combust.

No, I shall not resort to violence or little shrieking because I wont stoop that low to any shit-shaped head's level. Only because I learn from my mistakes and I wont be afraid to admit it. Nor do I bitch or say anything bad about anyone anymore for I have learned the consequences and karma does turn back around, it kicks in the ass and I don't think I want to put up with having tantrums all the time the way I used to. It makes energy levels drop to an all-time record!

Who said being firm and a come-off-strong-attitude is rude can go to hell. I'd rather have all that than be a wimp, act all dainty or suck up to everybody until the only pose I have is of me smiling with too-straight teeth and a pout. Thank you very much, but no.

*shies in the corner* I think she knows who she is cause I bet just about now she's thinking of wrapping her tiny hands around my more-than-her-fingers-can-reach-neck and push down so hard she wishes I could die or for my brains to pop out! Teehee.

I don't think I would die THAT easily. Or at least wipe myself off the face of the Earth.

I can imagine Tony Montana in Scarface getting shot at the end with all the bullets "killing" him but does not die. So what if he died in the end. It took shitloads of bullets from that stupid machine gun to kill him anyway!

And that's EXACTLY how I feel right now.

I should wipe this silly grin off my face before I start thinking of the inevitable. Only cause I'm good at day-dreaming like that.

I could feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins watching Fracture. Ooh is Anthony Hopkins the best or the best? I shall give you no other choice. It's either the former or the latter! I loved him in Hannibal and I love him in any other movie I've ever seen him play. Even if he always played the philosophical, modern day Confucius with his cigars and cool hats villain, I never wanted any of his characters to be locked up in jail. Unfair, I know, but if O.J. can walk free then all his characters should walk free too!

I'm thinking of having a really nice weekend with more DVD-bunking in the arms of the loved one, probably a day out for swimming and sun-roasting too.

I'm sorry Aunty Bibi and family for not checking your recently opened place yet. But I'm sure my head WOULD POP OUT of nowhere as soon as I give you the good word. I miss their Chef's food! Lol. Until next, I bid everyone adieu (except for shit-shaped head girl who thinks she's mighty fine all the guys would swoon at me and my butterfly head, yeeeeeheee!) because I have to put up with her and I absolutely wish I could strike the magic wand, guffaw and make myself stupid so she'd think she's stupid-er than me. Hmph! Always talking about her rich friends yet have failed to show how chummy she really is with them otherwise they would pick her up in their fancy ago-go cars and go cruising!

Really.

The world and it's tremendous wonders. I hope God has something in store for me to be able to keep my sanity and put up with minor bullshit like this every single fucking day. Just you wait and see! *jumps and skips of in anticipation and excitement!*

FRED

I love FRED!

I don't know why people think he's annoying. Nor do I think that other guy, Josh is cuter or funnier. I probably have the wit and humour of a 3-year old hence the sudden craze for FRED.

Season 2 of the angry 6-year old will be out soon. Oooooh cant wait.

Check his videos and official video page here.
My favourite episode was Fred Goes Swimming

"I love swimming, I love swimming, I LOVE SWIM-MING"

"This pool is big enough for me beccaaauseee ...... I don't ask for lots!"

Enjoy the short update and of course, check his official YouTube page. Such an awesome ickle fella!

P/S: I've been putting his videos on play since a week ago and I can hear his voice ringing in my head. I take whatever I said back on the first line of this post because he clearly is annoying and I can see why now. That does not mean I love him any less!