Heartache

Password please, the usual

Moto GP Nightmare

To describe my weekend, it would just be a bucketful of swear words. That's not one sentence without the F-word the whole 50 mins spent trying to get outta the bloody carpark on Sunday.

Where did I go? To one of the MotoGT down at the circuit. The preliminary on Saturday went through like a breeze, the crowd I would say as compared to Sunday was nothing. When it comes to the actual day, only one word to describe, CHAOS. The poor management, the lousy logistics, even down to the cleanliness of the place just left me with a very bad experience.

In terms of cleanliness, ... went to the ladies and thought it might be my lucky day coz there's only one cubicle left. To my disgust, the toilet bowl was filled with faeces. Fine, I gave it a flush. Further horror,... the by product started oozing out and flooding the tiny space, I had to crawl up the tiny enclosure like I'm the next casting for spiderman,.... GROSS!!!
Queuing up for food and drinks is a nightmare. There's no shelter for the customer under the scotching sun, and even more unfortunate for me, it started pouring when I was queueing for food. Since I'm next, I had to stand there under the rain while the sellers rush to keep their merchandises before serving me. The walk back to the end stand just made me hate the management even more, there's no straight shelters that I could use to walk back. Yes there are temp shelters which I can take, but that means I've to wait till the weather spares mercy (which the rain might not stop till the end of the race). Since I'm already drenched, running back to the stand seemed a better option.

Right,... back at the stand, cold and wet, grab the spare cardi in my haversack and headed to the ladies once again to change outta my wet clothes. Went to the cubicle next to that horrible one which I mentioned earlier (there's only 3 cubicles per toilet in that stand). Disgusted again coz there's just chunks of POO everywhere,... on the wall as well as the flooring... Left with no choice, I started changing, making sure I do not touch any part of the wall. Went out to have my food,.... and saw this brown thingy on my knee... the Cow though it was mud from running back in the rain,... but I knew better.........................

After the race, headed back to the carpark to get outta the damn place. Some (plural) mutha *BEEP* *BEEP* SOB decided to park where ever the hell they please. Some places the cars were stacked 3 deep with no means of getting out, basically everyone was blocking everyone else in. So its not as if we could leave if 1 of the arseholes turned up, we had to wait till every mutha *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* came back before anyone could leave. The peeps being trapped I would say its like 40- 50 cars? (could be more). Yes, peeps started getting frustrated, we have to wait till all those *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* arseholes decided to find the auspicious time they wanted to leave then we can go..... *BEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

50mins,... that's how long after the race we had to wait till those bastards returned to their cars... bear in mind that it took us 5 mins to park up.

Out on the main road, the first lane was taken up by taxis and mini buses waiting for their passengers, third lane were parked up cars. AND SOME *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* driver stopped and parked his bloody coach in centre of the middle lane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Never again over my dead body would I turn up for next year's race!!!!

Private Rant again,...

Damn I'm so gutless,... password please. The usual.

New Nestlings

Paid my dear couple friend, Mel and Kerin, a visit when I was back home. Congrats to the proud home owners, they have found themselves a great place to start their family in. Hope I can find time out for their wedding dinner next year.

Shame I din't bring my dslr back this trip, hence unable to take shots of the interior. It's only then I really appreciated my wide angle lens.

Just Today

Just today, I found out that Yumi has developed a fetish for mooncake.
Just today, Yumi ran away from home,... and came back after her adventure round the estate.
Just today, I finally added some extra touch to my two very important assets.
Just today, we've moved on, it didn't take much for us to fell for it.

But it's not just today that I rant.

PS: Finally manage to get online again after our last ISP failed us, haven't got the chance to thank Mr K for fixing my script. Thanks Mr K, ya a genius.

And Mr LKH, thanks for your identity lol, if not for you, I won't even be posting this entry.

My Dogs are (were) big babies

They are indeed.

Cocoa
My very first dog, found her on the street.
My family has the habit of reading the papers on the floor, spreading out the double pages making it easier to read.
Cocoa hated it when our attention wasn't on her.
She'd put her front paw on the corner to prevent us from turning the pages.
If that doesn't work, she'd put both front paws.
If that still fails, she'd simply walk to the middle and plant her butt right on our morning news.


Bubble
My second baby, the famous pinscher who won't hesitate to bite your fingers off if offended.
He loves to curl up sleeping beside us. We in turn became his possesion.
If anyone is to tempt to disturb his sleeping cushion (the human next to him), he will, deffo bite your fingers off.

Yumi
My new member, is the babiest outta all.
I've decided to start this post thanks to her.
Watching a dvd on the laptop with my headphones on.
She got bored watching me, hopped off her throne and tried to nudge off my headphone,... she failed and was shafted aside.
The queen/ Biatch (with a captial B) then walked in front, blocking me from the screen (I'm lying on the floor watching) and refused to budge. That failed, I started watching through the gaps of her legs...
Last resort,... she started typing on my keyboard.

SIGH, I've to stop watching and play with her... threw her a rawhide, which is why she graciously gave me some time off to finish this entry.

Dogs, they are big babies indeed.

Yumi Moment

Yumi's old toy box (a waste paper basket) turned out to be a nuisance.

Instead of training her to get her own toys, she deemed every bin in the house to be her toy basket,...
The moment any waste went into the bins, out it comes again.
Time for a replacement, she got her very own toy box.
All I can say is, she absolutely hates it. She loves her toys scattered around the house.
She loves the convenience of her toys at every corner of the house, easy access.

Little helper folding the laundry? I wished!!!
She's upset that I'm paying more attention to the laundry than to her.
So as she discovered, the only way to get me to play with her was to stop me from my chores.

And the lil one got bored, and ohhhh the softener the humans used on the clothes smells good.
Ohhhh and the laundry is soooo soft. Ohhhh Zzzzzzz....

Moodlessness

Bad idea to do your nails and type at the same time...

Sidenote, haven't been able to pick up the blogging mood, even as I "speak". Moodlessness, if there's even such a word.

Spent my last trip home goofing around with Pea as usual, and in between those goofing, I've managed to meet up with several friends. Friends who has just given birth, another leaving the country and last but not least someone whom I've totally lost contact for like five to six years. It has been fun catching up with them.

No, I'm still not quite in the mood to blog, so I'm just gotta dump another lot of pictures for you.