I piss and moan about anything and everything in this blog which makes me look like an ANGSTY TEENAGER. I'm doing it to make myself seem younger than I really am. Now where's my vodka? (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Some Creepy Shit

I was watching CSI the other day they were re-running episodes of The Miniature Killer (Natalie Davis). She is by far the best villain the entire series has ever had. I think she is even better than any of the serial killers that Criminal Minds came up with, and they came up with a lot of fucked up ones. She was the main focus of CSI’s 7 and to be honest, at the beginning, I never had the slightest idea that the miniature killer is a female.

What makes her stand out is she makes a miniature copy of the crime scene. It’s incredibly exact to the point that she samples the victim’s own blood and put it on her own miniature.

She’s the only killer on the entire series that rattled Grissom the most. In my opinion, she only got caught because she sought a personal vendetta against Grissom when her foster father admitted to her crimes and committed suicide to protect her. The fact that she lost the only person who "loved” her exceptionally caused her psychotic break.

If you want to know more just Google it or watch the series.

What caught my attention amongst other things is the song that her (real) father performed with his ventriloquist doll which she eventually recited while Grissom was talking to her at the lab’s interview room. It is a very CREEPY song and it fits the episode perfectly well. In fact, it’s so creepy I frikkin’ love it! Then again, I’m the type of person who likes anything creepy and sometimes things are downright bat-shit crazy too so there’s no surprise there.

Anyhow, here’s the lyrics for the song. Natalie recited Verse 3 on CSI. Enjoy!

 

I've Got a Pain in My Sawdust (The Plaint of the Little Bisque Doll)

Verse 1:
A little bisque doll and a little rag doll
And a dolly imported from France
Were sitting one day on the shelf of a store
With a doll that could wind up and dance
When all of a sudden, the shopkeeper heard
A scream that rang out thro' the store
And this was the plaint of the little bisque doll
That made such an awful uproar

Chorus:
I've got a pain in my sawdust
That's what's the matter with me
Something is wrong with my little inside
I'm just as sick as can be
Don't let me faint, someone get me a fan
Someone else run for the medicine man
Ev'ryone hurry as fast as you can
I've got a pain in my sawdust

Verse 2:
They took her away in a hospital van
And the whole town was filled with blues
For ev'ryone thought it was quite an odd thing
And the papers all printed the news
The surgeons looked wise and they all shook their heads
And asked her just where she was sick
"I think it's 'appendi-sawdust!", she exclaimed
"And won't you please do something quick?"

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3
Oh, sad was the day for the little bisque doll
For they cut all her stitches away
and found the seat of the terrible ache
"Twas a delicate task," they all say
For none of the surgeons had ever before
Performed on a dolly's inside
They tried to re-stuff her but didn't know how
And this was her wail as she died

Repeat Chorus

Betty Boop Singing I’ve Got A Pain In My Sawdust
Natalie Davis a.k.a. The Miniature Killer with Grissom
Natalie’s real dad performing the song with a ventriloquist doll made in the likeness of Chloe (Natalie’s sister)

Sunday, 6 May 2012

Thank You Internet!

Arrived home today from work realizing my Mom went to the nearest Chinese Market (I say nearest but it’s actually 30 miles away from where we live!) and bought some of my favourite stuffs – kimchee, that spicy “Korean” cup noodles (I really don’t know what it’s called. LoL), pork rinds or “chicharon” as we call it in the Philippines and some red bean mochi. Nom nom!

I posted on FB about how I miss Pinoy foods and such and how I would really love to visit the motherland again just to binge on food that I can’t get here. I would say that I’d even give up my 25” waistline but that would be an utter lie. I like to eat but I really don’t wanna get fat. Y’know. Haha.

So after rambling on FB, I decided to Google if there’s any Filipino stores in UK that ships frozen goods and tadaaahhh! I found Imelda’s Sari Sari Store.

I wouldn’t expound on what the store sells and who the owners are because that’s what their “About Us” section is for. Duh?! But I will tell you that if you’re craving for the same Pinoy junk foods like I am and I bet you are if you’re an expat, have a look at the link.

Here’s some of the stuff I bought as a TRIAL on their Customer Service and to determine the speed of their shipping + delivery. I opted for the Next Day delivery because of the frozen foods I ordered. I paid £7.80 for it but what the heck! I say “Next Day Delivery” but I probably won’t get it until Tuesday because I ordered this shit up on a Sunday. Gotta love technicalities. ヽ(´ー`)

 

thank you internet

As you can see, I am mostly excited about the “salted eggs” or itlog na maalat. I’ve been craving for this stuff for god-knows-how-long and I feel homicidal every time a fucker on my FB says they are munching on this lil goodies. Ha!

My mom told me that I should just DIY it but fuck that. I’m too lazy to DIY anything. It took me years before I dared to bleach my hair on my own but that’s only because ALL the effin’ salons within my area flat-down refused to do it for me even though I’m willing to drop a couple of hundred pounds just to avoid the hassle of doing it on my own. Pfftt! At least I can happily purchase salted eggs from Imelda’s Store whenever I fancy. :3

Monday, 23 April 2012

Someone Pass Me The Valium

MY DAY SUCKS ASS!

I don't know if it's just Monday blues or it's because my sups are a bunch of incompetent fucktards. I'm out on an extra shift all week - obviously for money but it also works out as a favour to them 'cos they won't have to worry about finding a sub anymore. What do I get for it? I got flung on the deep end, having not a slight clue of how things should be done on this ward full of self-entitled douchebags. Seriously?! My National Insurance contribution goes to NHS as much as theirs and they've got the nerve to act like a fucking VIP on a 5-Star-Hotel, and knowing UK's benefit culture some of these assholes are probably benefit leeches.

I am so pissed! I was on the verge of walking the hell out of the place, flip a finger and say... "Screw you! You can stick your extra shifts up your ass." but, alas! I need to save up money for a bunch of things that my mother wouldn't help me pay for, not that I would ask because it'll only feel like I'm selling my soul to the devil plus she'll milk the "utang na loob" thing (sense of gratitude) for an eternity. Why are Filipino parents so fucked up?

Anyhow, I eventually calmed down enough for me to be unable to resist the flashing currency signs that shall await me at the end of this ordeal. Where's a sugar daddy when you need one?

As for my sups, I hope they fucking choke on their tea tonight. If I flip out one day and start shooting people in the face, please know that it is due to stress caused by their ineptitude and that I didn't practice on Call of Duty like that mass murderer in Norway (I did it on Gears of War).

By now you should realise that I am a tad politically incorrect when I'm ranting about the shitty people around me. Not that I care about what you think about it.

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

Kitchen Adventures

Made dinner last night! I decided to make Carbonara again. The first one I made wasn't exactly stellar so I looked up another recipe and found one on Panlasang Pinoy (it's a website that provides mostly Filipino recipes). I tweaked it up a bit by adding mushrooms, replaced spring onions with chives and sautéd the ingredients with basil infused olive oil. I added salt and pepper on the sauce mixture to add a bit of taste (the comments on the page says the recipe was bland without it). And the garlic bread... well... I just bought it in the grocery. :p

Suffice to say, it's the best Carbonara I've ever had here in UK. For some reason, British restos can't nail this recipe right (even the Indian takeaways fail on this too) maybe because the only thing they're good at cooking is fish and chips? LOL. BTW, that is a joke in case there's a touchy dim-wit is reading this.

So anyway here's the photo(s) of my little kitchen experiment. Enjoy!

Ingredients for my Carbonara: spaghetti, sauce mixture (made of beaten eggs, double cream & parmesan cheese), diced bacons, chives & diced garlic)
Finished Meal! Served with 2 bits of Garlic Bread bought from my local Asda. LOL

Monday, 16 April 2012

Back From The Grave!

...well not really. Ha!

I just decided to pay attention to this blog after god-knows-how-long-it's-been. A lot of things has happened to me this past few months, nothing exciting but I'll share some of it anyway because I've got nothing better to do. First, I finally started working at the (insert location here) Hospital after four months of waiting, left the pub/bar and decided to do a dick move by not showing up on my supposed last day (I'm pretty sure my former colleagues handled the drunk bastards quite well without me anyway. LOL), joined the hipster revolution by getting an iPhone contract, I also went ahead with the plan of dying my hair black although I am sick of it already and I am planning to bleach it and if I still have any hair left afterwards, I will dye it turquoise, I watched Hunger Games last weekend only to realise that it pretty much stole the idea from the historical Gladiators and the Japanese movie called Battle Royale (they did add a Twilight-ish teen love story in it though. No wonder it's a box office hit.), played Mass Effect 3 only to be disgusted with the ending (You know when a guy finishes up before you during sex? It felt like that.), played the Mass Effect Multiplayer and got bored with it plus I suck anyway so why bother and lastly, I have re-opened my savings account because I am planning to move closer to my workplace and hopefully on a neighbourhood that could offer even a slight resemblance to civilisation.

Anyhow, that's enough BS for today. Here's some photos that I have taken with my new *coughs* iPhone during the week. Ja ne! 


A snapshot of cosmetics I use for casual makeup. It looks a LOT but I swear, I could still lie about not having any makeup on. LOL
An attempt to healthy eating. Replacing crisps & cola with cereal bar, grapes and Rubicon Juice in Guava (not on the picture).
Hime-ish iPhone case bought from Amazon UK.
Tall Cappucino from Starbs to keep me awake at work last Sunday. I could barely keep my eyes open that day. Surprised I lasted without sneaking away to catch some Zzzzs.
Hoisin Duck Wraps from Mark & Spencers. I used to buy this from Tesco and Asda but they stopped selling it now.
A glimpse at my DVD rack. Most of these are video games. I've got four box sets of documentaries from History & Discovery Channel plus a DVD of Hammerfall & Amon Amarth which are all out of the shot. I am planning to buy more Anime films in Blu-Ray instead.

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

There's No Such Thing As Prince Charmings...



Now that hype around the He's Just Not That Into You movie had died down, I finally decided to watch it. I've got this (odd) belief that if something causes too much hype - like a movie, a band or a some porn star visiting my country of origin, there's a HUGE possibility that it'll be a waste of my time. Anyhow, the movie has been repeatedly advertised on Film4 over the weekend while I was staying at my boyfriend's flat (while suffering from sore throat and dry cough) and now that I'm back home and not consuming my time playing video games, I finally watched the movie and I liked it. I know! I find that surprising too. Although I still don't get why they marketed it as a 'comedy film' because I certainly didn't find it funny AT ALL. (Although I did oggle at Justin Long far too many times during the entire film.)

I liked it because it's about your average relationship cliches and I think every woman who's had a fairytale fantasy stuck up their ass for so long should watch this or read the book; whatever works for you. I like how it puts emphasis on the fact that when a guy treats you like shit, it's not because he likes you and can't express it for some reason, it's because he doesn't give a shit about you. Now, now, I have never really considered myself to be one of those delusional women who constantly mulls over finding their one true love, walk up the aisle on some fancy white gown  and live happily ever after. Marriage is not a happy ending - it's just the beginning and what happens afterwards is highly relative. You don't need to go through the whole process of it to know that. You just have to be realistic and stop watching chick flicks like your life depends on it.

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Give this bum something to do this year!


Despite sounding like a frog due to cold & sore throat; I managed to call SW from Blah-Hospital about the job that's been PENDING for me for what seems to be an eternity (they offered it to  me last August and still never got a start date whatsoever after getting the result of my Disclosure last November). I've messed up pretty bad in terms of employment and finances last year although to be honest I am more than relieved to be out of my previous boring job in the middle of nowhere. So anyhow, she asked if I signed any Occupational Health form yet blah-di-blah-blah and I said no. I got told she's going to head down to their office, get a form for me and send it by post. Okay, that's good. It sounds like I've got a bit of progress there. I've been left hanging on a thread for ages it's not even amusing anymore. I'm currently working as a part-time bar tender which doesn't deliver much in terms of money. Can't expect much on a less than 16-hour a week job on a minimum wage which is bollocks compared to the amount of idiots I have to deal with. And no, I'm not exaggerating. Plus I am bored sitting at home most of the times since I haven't been getting a lot of bookings for make-up gigs where the ratio of TF/test shoots against paid work is so disproportionate it is depressing.

I was just talking a certain *coughs* someone about how shoddy 2011 went down for me. I hope 2012 becomes much better. I'm not expecting anything big really. I'm not wishing to win the lottery or become an overnight internet sensation; I just want stability and if I'm lucky move out of "Springfield". Maybe I'll grow my fringe out and dye my hair back to black in between. I hope I survive this year and FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND HOLY, I hope the hospital sorts out my job ASAP because I've got LOADS of bills to pay. That's all.

Meanwhile here's a Granny playing The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim....
For some reason watching this video makes me feel like I'm looking at my future. ∑(O_O;)*twitch*