F&N or@nge with tequil@ p.o.p!

...*sighs... yawns*... ..

It's only 4:15pm. And I'm so bored. I have been taking pictures of the new Meillianna Collection (actually, it's not new... we have been working on it since last year March.. It's my boss that's living in the past). No idea where she got the name 'Meillianna'. At least it's better than 'G&G7'. (... Gordy and Grotesque 7 Collection.. - seriously, the colours and the patterns... maybe the inspiration for the designs were from her bathroom tiles where she spends most of her time in). She has from 'G&G1' to 'G&G13' so far. I'm wondering when she's going to hit 'Gross & Gawky 100'. Maybe at that time her little bratty prince and princess would have already taken over the company.. (Ha Ha. Goood luckkkk)

... Loverboy just logged out.. I miss him so, but I really don't want to take up his time with all my nonsense. He has more important issues to worry about for now.. with all the classes and meetings. Sometimes I don't even know if I should sms him when I get back from work or to tell him that I am missing him. And some of his meetings are held at.. odd hours like 8:00pm or even near midnight - and then he has classes early next morning, not to mention tutorial work to be completed and reading up on texts.

Well, not that I actually spent a lot of time on tutorial work when I was in Uni - I used to do them while the lecturer was busy hitting on the pretty girls of the class. (*go bimbo go bimbo...just another few more questions till i'm done!! flash him that idiotic smile where you look as if you were trying to drool while adjusting your loose tooth at the back of your mouth with your tongue! and while you are at it.... don't forget to flutter your fake eyelashes at him!.. *)..

I wished I was still in University studying.. (so that I can indulge myself in more bullshit) .I mean.. not the exams and all, I wished there were such thing as a University course where you don't have to study for exams, but just do the normal classes. People would enrol into this course just for the heck of going through University or College again so that they can experience the late nights, the parties, the clubbing scenes, late suppers at the corner Mamak stall, the late night drinking sessions (with 2 huge bottles of Absolute Mandarin Vodka and Absolute Vodka playing Uno with shots of vodka for penalty till you finally crawl yourself to the bathroom after accidentally elbowing your knocked-out friend's groin), the chaotic mornings where a girl has to decide what to wear - whether it's that short, super, miniature black skirt or the same skirt in white, with pink G-string.

But I do remember wishing that I was working instead of studying at one point when it was 5am in the morning (with an overdose of coffee and Indomee Instant Noodles and no sleep for 48 hours) and I had my final project (due for a major presentation with my 3 senior lecturers and 2 external professional moderators in 2 hours) sitting in front of me on my lap top screen with the .ASP programming language debugging web page proudly proclaiming "Expression is not found. Please check your network administrator or refresh page".

I also remember what was going through my immature, young, wild and ignorant mind at that time. - Stupid Thing, You Want An Expression???? Try This Out For An Expression!!!!! *sticks the international vulgar finger sign at the screen* AND I am the &*%$damned Administrator!!!! - *flings laptop out window into the park, hopefully hitting a fat possum while landing and maybe strangling the nearly bald, feather shedding turkey with the mouse wire. Yay. Lunch and dinner!!!*

Yeah... and William wants to start working as soon as possible.. *ppfft....*

... .. The amount of pure, unadulterated, nonsense that goes through my mind when I am bored..

Then, there would be courses such as 'Certified Professional Bimbo', 'Bachelors in Bumming' (B&B) and 'Masters in Drug Experimentation'.

And not to forget "DBS" (Degree in Bull Shit-ting) - specialising in DBA, where students will have an entire semester of learning how to apply bullshit (.. mostly only successful when surrounded by ignorant people), when to apply bullshit (when you are in deep shit.. that's... possibly most of the time), where to apply bullshit (mostly in offices and in educational institutes all over the world) and how to categorize bullshit into proper categories of How, When, Where .. etc.. (that's where the "DBA" - Database of Bullshit Administration - comes in the syllabus).

... ... .. Don't ask. I have no idea where did that idea come from.

Hmm.. hmmm... the items that i designed for the Meillianna collection didn't turn out that bad - scroll down to take a peek at my 'marvellous' achievement. Or maybe my photography editing skills are remarkable (item 'may' appear to be much cheaper and higher quality in this picture) . Well, the colours didn't turn out as the original sample - I guess China made stuff are sometimes inaccurate (i have this theory where the inaccuracy is caused by the vision problem in most chinese where their eyes are just narrow slits. i admit i do have a slight vision problem, an attitude problem, bored-syndrome problem, restless-ness virus, etc.. ). Either that or my boss couldn't communicate with them properly.

Phone Conversation Scenario

G - My dearest boss
C - China Jewelry Designer
Huang Sir - some random guy i picked out from my boredom-traumatised brain. Most probably the account executive.

G = "May I speak to Huang Sir?"

C = "Har, ni yau 'huang si'?"
(translation : "Huh, you want it 'yellow'?")

G = "Yes, please"

C = "Har, po-leese? No no poleese (police). Wo gei ni 'huang si'!"
(translation : "Huh, police? No police. I give you 'yellow colour'.!")

G = "Huang Sir is gay and he is with the police??? Is there any way to contact him? I am Geena."

C = "Gee - lah??? Ni yau 'huang si' de 'gee-lah'? Ni 'sa' ar???"
(translation : "Sow??? You want a 'yellow' 'sow' (female mummy pig)??? Are you an 'idiot'?)

G = "Huh..?? He is 'gila' and has SARS too? Oh My Goddd! I'll.. ... call next decade then. Cancel my order!"
('gila' = 'mad' in Malay language)

C = "Har? Me hai o-mai-go? 'Lo-mai-kai' ar?"
(translation : "Huh? What is 'oh my god'? Or do you mean 'glutinous rice with chicken'?")

G = tooooooot.... toooooooot..... toooooooot

C = "... weiii?.... weiii??? "
(translation = "Hello?.... Hello?")

.... .... ... ... ..... I think my F&N Orange has been spiked... maybe with Vodka or... Johnny Walker... No wonder it tastes funky.

.. I had better sober up before my loverboy suspects I had been drinking at work. *hic... *...

.....Kampai!!!!... *drinks her last drops of spiked F&N Orange*
(translation : Cheers!! - japanese language)

muahssss,
Lynn
Bch. Degree in BS (first class hons)
Masters in DBA


*patent pending.. - and yes, it's my hand at the corner there.... *
*hand is patented. bones, flesh, skin and whatever-else-that-makes-up-a-hand is owned by Lynn*

~an original P@ssion-@rt