Now some of you haters are trying hard to be a meanie like me.

You learn to dress like me.
You practise to talk like me.
You strive hard to slim down to earn a market value as high as me.
(And tries to think that slimming down, wearing makeup and contact lens = higher market value.)

HA.HA.HA.

Look. I'm fat, I don't wear contact lens and no doubt I've lost some of my market values, you people are still far from me.

This is like the greatest joke for the year can? You people hate me so much, then now still want to act like me? You're nothing but a lousy copycat, suckers!

C'mon! You think being a meanie is an easy thing like peeling an apple?

Just like being some kind hearted soul being a meanie is not easy.

Don't believe me? Read on.

Being meanie doesn't equals being evil.

It's a fine line between mean and evil.
Being mean makes you a Meanie.

But being evil, a Devil.

I don't declare myself a Meanie just for fun.

I'm proud of calling myself a Meanie and I have my 8 principles to follow in life being a Meanie.

A Meanie shall never harm anothers unless provoked
A Meanie shall only harm the person involved, not anyone else who is innocent
A Meanie shall irritate with words and no physical attacks
A Meanie shall never give personal attacks involving the person's race, sexuality, gender or family
A Meanie shall uphold their integrity and will hold themselves responsible for every actions made and words said
A Meanie shall know when to stop if the victims is not worth any continuation of attacks
A Meanie shall be proud of herself being a meanie but never arrogant
A Meanie shall always be a Meanie

Seriously, I don't understand why people would want to try to be like me.
I guess they really forgot that no matter how hard they can try to be like me, they'll never be a Meanie like me.

Because there's only one Candilicious Meanie, and that's ME.

You know you hate me,

XOXO

A.C.

 

So I'm supposed to be hitting the gym today but instead I overslept like nobody's business even though I slept real early last night.

Oh wells, I guess there are times when I need more sleep than usual.

So as a form of punishment for not gymming today, I ate less.

But of cos not at the expense of starving myself. I'm not that hardcore as much as I wanted to be.
Me is kinda missing the habit of going to BodyJam on Sundays followed by BodyCombat.

Starting tomorrow, it'll be the last week I'm working in my current job. Freaking near to 4 years! 3 years 10 months to be exact. Last 5 days to go~!!!
I don't know if I should be happy leaving this shitty place, or I should be sad.
Immediately after knowing that I'm leaving, some people's attitude had changed.

Some already changed since last year anyway.
Those people don't even deserve my mentioning anymore because they simply have nothing good for me to remember them. *puiz*

Others that are sad that I'm leaving, I'm sorry but I had already mentioned that I will leave this year since ages ago. (I have to keep to my resolutions!)

The rest of the neutral parties, stay healthy, be strong to face the challenges and continue to work hard, don't be like me having too much guts to go against what they want me to do all these while. (People who tries to go against them will only end up like me, I bet you people don't want to be like me aye?)

I had good times and bad times working there. If not because of my previous bastardly ex-boyfriend who insisted that I should take up this job, I wouldn't have known my current boyfriend cum husband Joeness. I've seen and met many people, some still remain as friends till date. To those great friends who are still there, you have my number and do call me for meet ups over coffee or lunch or dinner k? You know I seldom reject meet ups even though I don't take the initiative to do so.

I'm not taking any breaks in between and will be starting my new job next week. One word: EXCITED! I've already seen my new seat and office. MAD LOVE CAN!!! Not telling you people where I'll be working. I'm just so love my new job even though some people had gave me negative comments about it. Long working hours, busy manual work, a lot of shitty things to do, weekends burnt due to certain stuffs blah blah blah...

I know very well no matter how shitty my new job is gonna be, it won't be as bad as my current one.

You know you hate me,

XOXO

A.C.

My PSP was gone last year.
In fact, ages ago.

When it's lost Joeness and I thought we might have left it somewhere and hence keep searching for it.

But apparently we can't find it at all. We searched high and low for it. Anywhere and everywhere.

You know why we can't find.

Because it's being STOLEN and not LOST.

My dumbtothecore Sister in law knew who stole it but instead of informing us about this, she decided to keep mum and wrote it in her diary.

And I only manage to find the diary recently.

Not just about my PSP stolen is written in the diary, but some other shocking things are being state there. (I don't wish to talk about this yet. I'll blog about it when it's time.)

So when I confronted my sister in law today, she admits that she finds the friend suspicious when she brought her over to the house the other time and saw my PSP in her house.

Nevermind, I shall be nice and cool and not make matters worst first.
Joeness and I together with my sister in law we went over to the friend's place to confront and guess what?

WHAT KIND OF MOTHER BREEDS WHAT KIND OF DAUGHTER.

The mother insisted that her daughter did not steal my PSP.
Nevermind.
She claims her daughters only got 1 PSP and is in RED. (Remember this cos you'll find something weird later.)
Nevermind.
She defends her daughter all the way saying that she's not scared even if we report this to the police.
Nevermind.
She claims that she's not afraid even after we told her that this is a serious matter because if it's confirmed and a report is made her daughter is going to the Girl's Home.
Nevermind.
She wants to bite back at us saying it's because the 2 kids (my sister in law and her daughter) has got some freud that's why my sister in law is accusing her daughter.
Nevermind.
She keeps calling me the mother of my sister in law despite me correcting her THREE TIMES that I'm NOT.
Nevermind.

So we called the police and they came.
The mother still insisted that we accused her daughter and her PSP is RED.
The daughter cried and keep saying she did not take our PSP.
The mother claims she do not know my sister in law.
Which later she says she knows a lot of her shite that she did outside.
The daughter claims she only came to our house once.
Which I, Joeness and my sister in law also confirmed that SHE CAME HERE MORE THAN ONCE.
The elder daughter insisted we accused her younger sister and even gave us very fierce face.
(As if I'm gonna be scared of people like her? Oh please... Spare me these nonsense can fat slut?)
Which seriously, her face spells "spoilt to the core ah lian wannabe fatass slut".

After all these nonsense, the police ask them to take out their PSP.
WHICH THEY CLAIMS IS A RED ONE AND IS GIVEN BY THE KIDS' UNCLE.

Guess what?
The PSP is BLACK.

And is EXACTLY THE SAME AS MINE.
(Why I say exactly same as mine, because who would still be playing with the original PSP nowadays? Everyone will be playing with PSP slim...)

The police ask us to check on the PSP.
Everything inside is already being changed (the system name, the wallpaper and etc)
But there's one thing other than the appearance itself that is the same.

The modification of the PSP is the same.
When I told the police that I can't confirm the PSP is mine because we don't the box with me at the moment,
the elder sister of the suspect was SO DEFENSIVE and shoot back, saying that we keep accusing them of stealing.
(Tell me did I even mentioned I'm sure that's my PSP? If you didn't steal why get so work up and defensive?)

Then, the IO (Investigation Officer) came and wants to resolve the matter quick.
One word, they say we can't do anything to them because we don't have the warranty to confirm that's our PSP.
Then still shoot back at why my sister in law only reveals this now when she already explained that this family is "something wrong up in their brains" and she's worried that they might come and harass us if she breathe a word.

Oh wells, this is HOW GOOD our police is. Neverminds...

I shall not want to comment much on the police since I don't have the box with the warranty and stuffs at that moment and they claims that we can't implicate with the modification of the PSP also. But the fact that this people is unable to produce any box or warranty and already told the police that they don't have any of those is dubious already (cos they claims it's given by their uncle and my sister in law can confirmed that this friend only mentioned about her uncle giving her the PSP after she saw my PSP in her house).
And we got the box and everything intact.

It's okie. I'll get the box and get to the bottom of this matter.

Why I'm blogging is out is because I'm concerned with what their neighbours told me just now.


THIS FAMILY IS A PROBLEMATIC ONE.

There's been cases of them harassing the neighbour, the father hid behind the wall to scare them early in the morning.
Dead roaches, oil, sugar, spit and rubbish being thrown outside the neighbour's doorstep.
Even my sister in law admits that this friend of hers used to spilt the pearls in her bubble tea inside her shoe.
The neighbour told me that she had called the police, town council, the RC and even report to the Ministry of Home Affairs previously.
Things only got settled when she installed a CCTV outside her home.

I'm sure that this family will try to harass and harm my family.
Why? Because she knows exactly where we live.
Because my sister in law (really is dumbtothecore) told her how my brother in law's car looks like.
Because this friend of hers got my mother in law's contact and she sure will complain to her cos my another dumbtothecore mother in law trust their words.
Because they keep staring at us when we're outside their house with the evil look that they're not gonna let us off.

Let me first say all the nasty words.

Should that family dares to come harass us, I'll not let them off.

I'll show them what it means to be someone who came from complicated family background.

I won't let them off.

You know you hate me,

XOXO

A.C.