How to Secretly Ruin Someone's Life

Step 1: Feign Intimacy

Report the Bitch's vehicle stolen so they get pulled over the next time a cop sees them.If you don't know the Bitch intimately, become close. Work your way up from being acquaintances to best buddies, fuck buddies, or lovers. If possible, don't reveal your malevolent intentions to anyone. You want your close friendship or relationship with the Bitch to be as believable as possible. But don't be an idiot and fall for the ruse yourself, like the classic spy movie twist where the chick sleeps with her target then falls in love and fucks up the mission. Don't do that.

Step 2: Initiate Reconnaissance

This step is the most crucial in the plan, because without certain information, it will be very difficult to go about anything in Step 3. Luckily, with free public records search engines, such as ZabaSearch and Intelius, it's easy to find a lot of information about anyone with only a name or phone number. You can also go old school and Google the Bitch's name, instant messenger handle, or email address to dig up information, sketchy associations (for instance, a profile on TransgenderSwingers.com), pictures, and anything else that could come in handy later.

Another resource you can use is your local sheriff's office website, where you can search arrest and jail records for the Bitch's name. If they have ever been booked by that county, you can see all the details, from the time of arrest to all prior offenses. Most people don't have any arrests to hide, but if they do then you've hit the jackpot.

Step 3: Execute Vendetta

On to the fun part. Don't be surprised if you feel the uncontrollable urge to let out sardonic, maniacal laughing. MUHAHAHA.

I'll offer some ideas here, but be creative! Bonus points for originality! For some of these ideas, you'll need to start another email account that cannot be linked to you. If you're really paranoid or are doing something that could be found to be a breach of privacy (like posting naked pictures without consent to post them) use a public access computer so the IP address can't be traced back to you.

• Make a Facebook profile with the profile picture set to an indecent shot of the Bitch, then add all of their friends.

• Post a Craigslist ad under "men seeking men" (for a straight guy)—or something equally embarrassing for any other gender/orientation—so the Bitch will receive a steady flow of colorful calls/texts/instant messages from friendly locals looking to have a good time. (You have to be careful with this one though, because you can't impersonate anyone by using his/her name or contact information on the actual Craigslist posting.)

• Make reservations for a cab or limo for a pickup at ungodly hours of the morning or night on days you know the Bitch has off from work and will be home. (The only possible problem with this is that most taxi services will call in advance to confirm a reservation.)

• If you have access to the Bitch's voicemail, change the greeting to something inappropriate...like a phone sex operator recording. This site has some funny recorded greetings.

• [SCIENTOLOGY] If the Bitch shares a mailbox with a roommate, request that literature from the Church of Scientology and sex toy catalogs be sent to their address in Bitch's name.

• If you have access to their phone provider and account, change the password, then jack up the phone bill with added services.

• Report the Bitch's vehicle stolen so they get pulled over the next time a cop sees them driving around (have the license plate and vehicle description ready).

• Subscribe to spammers with the Bitch's email address.

• Send dirt (pictures, arrest record, etc.) to the Bitch's parents or other family members if you can find their mailing address or email address.

• Pretend to be a customer where the Bitch works, then complain to the manager or file a formal complaint.

Step 4: Maintain Anonymity

After a few days (or hours), the Bitch will most likely contact you, kindly requesting that you cease the tormenting. You may be tempted to give a quick-witted rebuttal, something to the effect of, "You had it coming," but refrain. Whatever you do, don't say anything that could be construed as admission of guilt. The best response: "I have no idea what you're talking about." End of conversation. Then continue to watch as the Bitch squirms in discomfort and humiliation.

Step 5: Move On

Don't let the Bitch's memory taint the quality of your life. After successfully carrying out the above steps, let it go, and move on with your life. Whoever the Bitch is, nothing will hurt them more than to see that you really don't give a shit about them, that you have moved on and found success in your job, relationship, school, or new friendships.

If the Bitch was in your circle of friends before, exclude them from things you do together or refuse to acknowledge the Bitch when you're out with your friends. If the Bitch was an ex-boyfriend/girlfriend, go on dates with other people in very public places or tell your friends how much better your new partner is in bed than that last guy/girl...what was their name?

It's best just to play nice, as a general rule, but when someone fucks you over, there's nothing more pathetic than being a sap who sits at home and cries about it. Don't take people's shit, but at the same time, don't start World War III over nothing. Ever the advocate of peaceful resistance, I will end with this: sometimes the best solution is to simply say, "Fuck you, cunnilingus mother fucking dickhole," and walk away...just walk away.

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I LIKE THIS!

Don't think. Don't fucking think. Because when you think you realise how fucked up everything really is. You realise you don't know where you get where you are you don't know where you're going and you don't know what to do anymore.

Who says we need a car!

Men & Women (FROM QUEK)

Promise yourself to be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. Look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. Think only of the best, work only for the best, and expect only the best. Forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future. Give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. Live in the faith that the whole world is on your side so long as you are true to the best that is in you.

Ah beng's flyers that make you laugh your ass off. Such a disgrace.

Dearest Seller, my husband is Singaporean, i am hongkong "PR" getting married soon. Becos i always travel, i must buy a flat/apt near my parents. I can pay CASH $10,000-$60,000 above value and buying FULL CASH$$$. Or if you know anyone want to sell, call me - pay $1,000 referal fees 96722061 Ms Leo (No Agt)

1) near my parents - telling sellers that they got grant.
2) pay cash above value
3) full cash - if you're paying full cash, you don't have to care the cash abv value.
4) referral fees - no buyer will give referral fee. stupid or what.
5) no agt - this is so stupid.

OH SO STUPID. wonder people are saying that agt have no standard because of such losers in this line.


next,

Due to my seller suddenly refused to sell his flat to us and we had already sold our flat. we are now VERY URGENTLY looking to buy another unit in your estate. we are willing to pay cash $15k-$45k for the right unit. pls call us if you have intention to sell your unit. MR/MRS TAN

1) english sucks
2) cap lock for very urgently is crap
3) pay cash $15k-$45k for the right unit - nonsense, buyer will only say our budget is up to $45k.

OH MY GOD!

see. _|_ morning with light makeup done by myself and sleepless night plus a little hangover from few hours ago of partying still fucking look better than that thick makeup by makeup artist.

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_|_ nb! was sharing this interesting piece with winson and kenneth yet ended up got "mouth stuck organ." nehneh. they even when to tell boss la. boss say i become so yellow now after 5 months of not seeing me and they should no longer call me xiaomei!

NEXT TIME GOT INTERESTING THINGS DON'T SHARE ALREADY! nehneh.

I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how good you look when you smile, and how much I love your laugh. I daydream about you every moment, replaying pieces of our conversation, laughing at funny things that you said or did. I’ve memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine. I can’t wait to see you again and I wonder what will happen the next time we are together. I really hope you know how much I cherish the time that we get to spend together.

i have to admit that as a girl, i'm very rough. i'm not those type who is those typical dumb girls. acting sweet and cute and stuffs. i'm rough and this is me. there are times which ho couldn't take it with the words i used. i behave like a guy in front of him openly.

like i said, if i'm in a relationship with someone, i wouldn't wanna be a fake. a fake is being a sweet girl. patient one. dumb one. AND THE VERY GOOD TEMPER AND ATTITUDE ONE. NO! not me. why have to pretend when eventually both will see the true colours of each other. wouldn't that be wasting of time.

on the first few dates i have with ho, i have already showed him the true side of me. in fact i'm very open and comfortable with him because to me, he is any other guy in the club who dates me out the next day after knowing me. which of all, i don't give a damn. i don't have to pay a single shit on a date. hence, since ho doesn't mind me being so rough and still insisting that he loves me, a took half a year to figure that since he still cling onto me despite me being the "18-19 year old" me, so why not i give it a try.

being with ho makes me realise how much i changed after meeting him. but sadly, it took me to realise that the 18-19 year old me was such a slut whom i don't even wanna think of it anymore. my life was never a good one to be frank. meeting ho was the best thing i can ever have in my life. when i was young, primary school sucked for me. then, secondary pretty sucked too. well, mdis was a fab one to be true. i meant school days. weekends i'm a different one. if i haven't been hitting the clubs every fri and sat, 18-19 year old would have make a great one with the cliques around me.

some people might see me as the "ah-lian" while some see the innocent part of me. it was when many people told me about myself, i realise that i have different faces. like a split personality. i can role play different roles. which scares me when i think about it. i don't know who am i now. among all the different personality i have, i still prefer the regina who is with ho.

just came back from a chill chill session with bosses and colleagues. first time ever after working for a year and a half, i went to drink with my bosses. initially plan was to go atlantis. ended up, the 2 old man couldn't chiong so went chomp chomp for supper instead.

after work was to bf's place for the unscrewing of his bed. new bed coming this saturday. its good to have bonus. new computer, new bed and soon, new table. his grandman damn cuteeeee. she was on the papers because one of the old man at her block died. the way she told us how she was being interviewed by the reporters were so cuteeee. she was shy. but ho and i keep laughing. she even told us that she called the chinese newspaper to ask them not to put her pictures on the papers. cuteee to max.

work was way toooooooooo relaxing every year at this period of time. but i cracked my brain hard for this week. 'cause bosses decided to do A4 2 slided flyers. they didn't give me any ideas of how the want it to be, all i got was just 2 blank page from photoshop to start of with. but the progress of my work is really exceeding. all i got was the word "PRO" which makes me feel so darn proud of myself for making a flyers which is one of the best you can ever find in pg and sk. bosses gonna print out the flyers by this friday. i'm gonna keep a copy for myself this time round as this flyer is fully done by me with no help.

i had a chat with kelvin dw which was away to good to be true. i learnt alot from him in fact and personally, i know him for 6 months and he has been improve since the day i met him. now, his gross income for the 6 months was 80k. POWER. after talking to him, i have new plans. for bosses and for me. there are times when i feel like being solo but yet something stop me. however, with the motivated talk with kelvin, it really makes me realise alot. WHY WASTE MY KNOWLEDGE? so, now, i'm considering alot of points. if it gonna be successful, mum and dad gonna kill me but will be shutting their mouth later. geehees.

work has been good all this while. its like going to a playground everyday. a year back, it used to be my own playground. now, i have people sharing it with me which mark this place an awesome one to be in. karen told me that before she came back to work, bosses told her that i'm very fun to work with. initially, i disappoint her for a couple of days and later, she realise that what bosses was told her was true. see, i make good entertainment and people will never forget me.

TWO IS BETTER THAN ONE.

I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad, carry you around when your arthritis is bad. I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches; build you a fire if the furnace breaks. I’ll miss you, kiss you, give you my coat when you are cold. Need you, feed you, I’ll even let you hold the remote control. So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink, put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. All I wanna do is grow old with you.


The Wedding Singer

Enrique:
Go ahead just leave, can’t hold you, you’re free
You take all these things, if they mean so much to you
I gave you your dreams, ’cause you meant the world
So did I deserve to be left here hurt
You think I don’t know you’re out of control
I ended up finding all of this from my boys
Girl, you’re stone cold, you say it ain’t so,
You already know I’m not attached to material

I’d give it all up but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, I’m takin’ back my love
I’ve given you too much but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, my love, my love, my love
My love..

Ciara:
Yeah
What did I do but give love to you
I’m just confused as I stand here and look at you
From head to feet, all that’s not me
Go ‘head, keep the keys, that’s not what I need from you
You think that you know (I do), you’ve made yourself cold (Oh yeah)
How could you believe them over me, I’m your girl
You’re out of control (So what?), how could you let go (Oh yeah)
Don’t you know I’m not attached to material

Both:
I’d give it all up but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, I’m takin’ back my love
I’ve given you too much but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, my love, my love, my love

I’d give it all up but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, I’m takin’ back my love
I’ve given you too much but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, my love, my love, my love

Enrique:
So all this love I give you, take it away, (Unh, uh huh)
Ciara:
You think material’s the reason I came, (Unh, uh huh)
Enrique:
If I had nothing would you want me to stay (Unh, uh huh)
Ciara:
You keep your money, take it all away

I’d give it all up but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, I’m takin’ back my love
I’ve given you too much but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, my love, my love

I’d give it all up but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, I’m takin’ back my love
I’ve given you too much but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, my love, my love

I’d give it all up but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, I’m takin’ back my love
I’ve given you too much but I’m takin’ back my love
I’m takin’ back my love, my love, my love, my love

Ooh, my love
Ooh, my love

SuperStar

whenever my cousin upload my little niece photo on fb, it never fails me to have the urge to leave my office and cross over the bridge to spend some time with her.

she's really growing very fast. from the tiny little one to crawling around despite the rough flooring and now, walking/pushing you away with huge force. frankly speaking, she really has a lot of strength. i couldn't get hold of her during the wedding when she saw balloons.

AND, look at the pictures above, she's really getting more "HIAO!" nevertheless, cute as ever!

BUT seeing this facial expression of hers makes me wanna pinch her cheek so much. i'm actually wondering if Jamie taught her this expression or she saw it somewhere. she's always copying people! smart little monster!

look at her tiny cute nose! =)

"your iphone plan will be upgraded free with 12GB local data & a $30 cap with no change in your subscription from 9 dec 2009. all this on the network with the best coverage".

FOR WHAT?!!! i barely even use 100mb a month. i would so much prefer if they increase my free sms to a thousand. wanna compete, compete in a better way man. wanna win the iphone war? have better mobile plans!

the loading for videos take a day. FOR WHAT they increase the usage?

-_-"

When the one who loves you said,
"I will Love You Forever...."

Just smile and say,
"Warn Me When Forever Starts To End."

I Wrote It For You

And you asked why people always expected you to smile in photographs. And I told you it was because they hoped that in the future, there would be something to smile about.

its really sad to know that a place where i can leave my beautiful memories, my sad moments and my anger, is no longer a place i can stay put on anymore. i'm have no more freedom. its really sad that the only place is no longer a place anymore.

and the place is here.

and its always that one reason that make me leave. previously, its wasn't that bad, i can find another space for me to flare everything out. to my horror, i can't now. there's no place i can go to now. its scary though.

or maybe i should pretend that this horror has/will not be happening and leave a better life?

but for a better future a head, i should just keep my eyes close. hopefully, neither of the adults get involve. 'cause dad might be very paranoid!

anyway, i should look on a brighter side. this might keep us in a safe position for a loooooong time being. =)

give you this ugly face of mine for the stalk! _|_

ps: don't take picture of me when i'm pulling my undies. take nice pictures. thanks.

When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all up hill, When the funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest if you must, but don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns, As every one of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about, When he might have won had he stuck it out. Don't give up though the pace seems slow--You may succeed with another blow, Success is failure turned inside out--The silver tint of the clouds of doubt, And you never can tell how close you are, It may be near when it seems so far; So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

A story worth sharing 4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. Cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.

There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.

With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all I heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!

Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:

"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind! you 'cos I was playing with my toys... I am sorry Dad..."

At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks... but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When every thing was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.

A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.

However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games.. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'.

But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....

Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around 'cos he makes me proud too!

Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. Its winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the Christmas spirit is in every passer-by... Christmas carols and frantic shoppers.... but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee.

Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, "I'm sorry, Dad" and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year..

His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.

My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: "But why did you post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: "I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters.. But recently, when I went back to the post box, I could reach it and I sent it all at once."

After hearing this, I was lost.. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say....

I told my son, "Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy." My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letters before they turn to ash.

And one of the letters broke my heart....

Dear Mummy,

I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason.

Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very, very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you?

I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?

After reading the letter, I can't stop sobbing, 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....

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2 thumbs and toes up for this project. its totally awesome!!!

Give 8-year-old rape victim, Na-Young, the justice she deserves!

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guess what's this!
ans: the view outside my hotel

when i showed bf this picture, he took the camera and took a photo of the wall. it has no differnce from the view at all.

i'm eventually back from my 3days retreat. when i say "eventually" it is actually "FINALLY." i'm so much happier to be back in sg. its not that the trip was boring. its just that the hours of travelling can kill me to death. i was very excited on my way up as i have not been there since ages hence, the car sick wasn't still that bad. it was on when there were corners up the mountain that i actually have the urge to vomit. of course, the excitement on arriving helps the urge to subside. however, the last day was a hell for me, all i want is to get back to sg as soon as possible the moment i came down for the mountain, yet to realise, its 6 more hours drive to reach.

i spend very little on this trip. really little. breakfast, lunch and dinner was provided for us for the 3 days, theme park was tuck cheap 'cause the counter girl was dumb. real stupid. i bought almost 600 there and most of them when to casino. the killer! the whole group won quite a lot initally, yet lost them all on the last day. good experience in the casino though. i love french boule even though i gave almost all my money to it.

genting was pretty boring i should say. there's nothing to do there other than casino! when i need a break from the casino, i don't even know where to go to, ended up, we walked the whole genting.

speaking about the casino, the only time when the guard didn't check me was when LB brought us in. i was kinda happy that they didn't check me. we went into the vip room and i wanted to leave that place fast. the bets on the table are more than my pay la! damn. SO, we went in like 10 times without LB and i got check 6 times by the same guard.

the rides in theme park was so-so after trying out the suicidal alike ride. i scream the hell outta me for that ride. i seriously felt like biting my own tongue to die when it start to move up. hell yeah, i had nightmare for 2 days after that ride. FML.

lastly, i have to emphasise on this : I HATE THE SERVICE IN MALAYSIA! i have been complaining thoughout the whole trip. its serious crap.

ps: will be back with pictures. no promises though. but fb for sure! =)