Tuesday, August 02, 2005
In God We Trust.
First of all, this lovely image on the right is dedicated to a dear ol' friend aka. Bhangra Queen who was slightly intoxicated at the back of Raveen's car!
Secondly, this country is fucked. Its the first time I walked into a local club and NONE OF MY MALE FRIENDS OFFERED ME A LIFT HOME.
Like, fuck, do I have to a hail a miserable cab at 5am?????? Where the fuck are the nice blokes in this country?!?!??
In HELL I suppose. I've reasoned out a GRAND possibility of such selective treatment:
I HAVE GAINED WEIGHT
Yeah, I am FAT. So therefore I am UGLY.
In the eyes of Malaysian blokes anyway. Or perhaps everywhere else in this goddam world.
LYN HAS P.M.S
So I am all edgy and irritable. Anyway I have to keep in mind a valuable lesson I've learnt this week...
DO NOT USE GOD'S NAME IN VAIN
A friend suggested that I should propogate new rumours about myself on this site, so I've drafted out a scandalous account of myself:
Lyn is a lesbian. Lyn's real age is 45. Lyn sleeps with 60yr old men. Lyn WAS a man. Lyn owns a sex shop. Lyn is a leech. Lyn has a collection of 70 toyboys. Lyn takes cocaine. Lyn fags weed twice a day. Lyn bathes in tequila. Lyn heads a triple 6 CULT. Lyn produces amateur porn productions. Lyn is in such extreme poverty that she's been sleeping under bridges. Oh, don't forget that she scrounges off her degrees and fails all of them.
Come on you fuckers, go and spread these shits around.... since you ALL LOVE TALKING about ME ANYWAY.....
To prevent any further shortcomings,
IN GOD I TRUST....