from leastIcoulddo.com
Can't live with em. Can't live without them. Myth or Truth?
I'm currently running an experiement on this thesis. Actually I've been miserably dumped and can't find anyone dumb enough to take her place. :p
Honest!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Women.
from leastIcoulddo.com
Can't live with em. Can't live without them. Myth or Truth?
I'm currently running an experiement on this thesis. Actually I've been miserably dumped and can't find anyone dumb enough to take her place. :p
Honest!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Valentines, Chinese New Year and the end of my holidays...
Hmm... Valentines... what did I do on Valentines day, I bet some of you are wondering. A bit belated to post about it, but then again there was nothing to post about!
People celebrating the beheading of some poor bloke who later became a saint. We exchange roses, chocolates and smooches in memory of this blokes decapitation. What a way to be remembered. I hope when I die, people don't throw big booze parties and orgies or something like that. The reason is simple. I'd miss all the fun!
Valentines was like any other day for me. Except I wrote a poem for Niki which is in my blog some where if you're not too lazy to look for it. Odd isn't it, giving a poem to someone you don't 'love' love... but care about instead. Well I'm an odd person.
I spent most of my Valentines at college. Classes. Woo fucking hoo. The best part is I had a presentation to ... present? Duh!
My presentation was nothing to do with Valentines Day. It was about those crazy motorcyclists and a group of people we call Mat Rempits. Basically a bunch of motorcyclists, mostly malay, who don't give a damn about road regulations, travel in packs and do fancy stunts on their bikes.
Was it a good presentation? I don't know. Belle said she was a bit unnerved after watching me present. So I guess thats a good sign. My lecturer Hardip had a laugh or two, which also was a good sign. For me, it was all in a days work.
Did I get anything for Valentines? Apart from a nasty sms, and a heart shaped card; which I still keep in my wallet; from Niki, it was a dry run. Hehe. I guess I don't make hearts go thump anymore. Then again... I never did... But thats besides the point!
Class ended at 3 and I reached home around 4. I was online talking to some friends and planning to go out with them for a singles night out. Yes. A SINGLES night out. Where we all pretend to be happy being single, but secretly envy the couples. Where we go to a pub and hope to get lucky too.
Unfortunately, I slept at 6. I woke up at 12.30am. So I slept through Valentines! So I guess I didn't really celebrate Valentines at all this year!
Valentines has always been a shitty day for me anyway. I've broken up twice on Valentines. The day is like a marked jinxed spot on my calender.
Chinese New Year has come and almost gone as far as I'm concerned. This is simply because my holidays are almost up! Dang! I have so many assignments due I don't know where to start!
We had our reunion dinner at some chinese restaurant in Crystal Crown hotel. The food was so so I guess. Last years dinner was better; albeit more expensive! Most importantly my ang pow collection has taken a drastic drop! Damn all those relatives for disappearing abroad when its chinese new year!
I gambled a little. Played lucky. I have no idea why its called lucky. Its definitely NOT lucky for me. I played twice and lost money twice. So did the rest of my friends. The only winner was Dennis. Maybe we should gang up and rob him or something. Thats an idea.
I didn't get to play Mah Jong this year as my mom and dad have taken their separation to the next stage. The 'I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire stage.' And my brother doesn't like to gamble. I did however manage to lose some money to my mom at Chor Dai Dee. Amazing since she doesn't know how to play the damn game in the first place.
The new year marks a milestone for me. The cleaning up this year was emotionally draining as well as tiring. I put away a lot of personal items that I kept close to heart and person. So that I could just reach out and look at it any time I want. I've moved on now and put those items and memories away. A fresh start for Chinese New Year. I should thank you for that shitty sms you gave me. It was a wake up call for me indeed.
So here I am. Single. Bored. And loaded. Not metaphorically speaking! I'm loaded with work la! What were you thinking?
a) I've got a 'full barrel' waiting to be emptied into some poor female
b) I'm rich.... HAHAAHAH... ME RICH? The sun would rise from the west... or does it?
I'm a little refreshed from the holiday. But by no means looking forward to fixing that pile of notes, or remedying the fact I'm miles behind on my assignments. I'm content tho. Snooker and yum cha sessions.
Oh and we had a friend reunion dinner yesterday which was nice. Good to see all the buddies together again after a while. Occasions like these are becoming too rare.
Its a realisation for me tho. That as the festivities end, we embark once again on our separate journeys. Moving further apart in our lives. Az won't be around for the casual game of snooker come March the 9th. Ken is more or less settled in Penang. Fang is well.. Fang.
And Lin STILL owes me 300 bucks.
Thats life tho. People doing their own little things. I hope next year's Chinese New Year reunion will again mark a good day and a fun outing with my friends.
Thats all the brain juice I have for now. Good night
People celebrating the beheading of some poor bloke who later became a saint. We exchange roses, chocolates and smooches in memory of this blokes decapitation. What a way to be remembered. I hope when I die, people don't throw big booze parties and orgies or something like that. The reason is simple. I'd miss all the fun!
Valentines was like any other day for me. Except I wrote a poem for Niki which is in my blog some where if you're not too lazy to look for it. Odd isn't it, giving a poem to someone you don't 'love' love... but care about instead. Well I'm an odd person.
I spent most of my Valentines at college. Classes. Woo fucking hoo. The best part is I had a presentation to ... present? Duh!
My presentation was nothing to do with Valentines Day. It was about those crazy motorcyclists and a group of people we call Mat Rempits. Basically a bunch of motorcyclists, mostly malay, who don't give a damn about road regulations, travel in packs and do fancy stunts on their bikes.
Was it a good presentation? I don't know. Belle said she was a bit unnerved after watching me present. So I guess thats a good sign. My lecturer Hardip had a laugh or two, which also was a good sign. For me, it was all in a days work.
Did I get anything for Valentines? Apart from a nasty sms, and a heart shaped card; which I still keep in my wallet; from Niki, it was a dry run. Hehe. I guess I don't make hearts go thump anymore. Then again... I never did... But thats besides the point!
Class ended at 3 and I reached home around 4. I was online talking to some friends and planning to go out with them for a singles night out. Yes. A SINGLES night out. Where we all pretend to be happy being single, but secretly envy the couples. Where we go to a pub and hope to get lucky too.
Unfortunately, I slept at 6. I woke up at 12.30am. So I slept through Valentines! So I guess I didn't really celebrate Valentines at all this year!
Valentines has always been a shitty day for me anyway. I've broken up twice on Valentines. The day is like a marked jinxed spot on my calender.
Chinese New Year has come and almost gone as far as I'm concerned. This is simply because my holidays are almost up! Dang! I have so many assignments due I don't know where to start!
We had our reunion dinner at some chinese restaurant in Crystal Crown hotel. The food was so so I guess. Last years dinner was better; albeit more expensive! Most importantly my ang pow collection has taken a drastic drop! Damn all those relatives for disappearing abroad when its chinese new year!
I gambled a little. Played lucky. I have no idea why its called lucky. Its definitely NOT lucky for me. I played twice and lost money twice. So did the rest of my friends. The only winner was Dennis. Maybe we should gang up and rob him or something. Thats an idea.
I didn't get to play Mah Jong this year as my mom and dad have taken their separation to the next stage. The 'I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire stage.' And my brother doesn't like to gamble. I did however manage to lose some money to my mom at Chor Dai Dee. Amazing since she doesn't know how to play the damn game in the first place.
The new year marks a milestone for me. The cleaning up this year was emotionally draining as well as tiring. I put away a lot of personal items that I kept close to heart and person. So that I could just reach out and look at it any time I want. I've moved on now and put those items and memories away. A fresh start for Chinese New Year. I should thank you for that shitty sms you gave me. It was a wake up call for me indeed.
So here I am. Single. Bored. And loaded. Not metaphorically speaking! I'm loaded with work la! What were you thinking?
a) I've got a 'full barrel' waiting to be emptied into some poor female
b) I'm rich.... HAHAAHAH... ME RICH? The sun would rise from the west... or does it?
I'm a little refreshed from the holiday. But by no means looking forward to fixing that pile of notes, or remedying the fact I'm miles behind on my assignments. I'm content tho. Snooker and yum cha sessions.
Oh and we had a friend reunion dinner yesterday which was nice. Good to see all the buddies together again after a while. Occasions like these are becoming too rare.
Its a realisation for me tho. That as the festivities end, we embark once again on our separate journeys. Moving further apart in our lives. Az won't be around for the casual game of snooker come March the 9th. Ken is more or less settled in Penang. Fang is well.. Fang.
And Lin STILL owes me 300 bucks.
Thats life tho. People doing their own little things. I hope next year's Chinese New Year reunion will again mark a good day and a fun outing with my friends.
Thats all the brain juice I have for now. Good night
Funny names for domain sites
1. A site called 'Who Represents' where you can find the name of the agent that represents a celebrity.Their domain name... wait for it... is:
www.whorepresents.com
2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchangeadvice and views at:
www.expertsexchange.com
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at: www.penisland.net
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at: www.therapistfinder.com
5. Then of course, there's the ItalianPower Generator company... :
www.powergenitalia.com
6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales: www.molestationnursery.com
7. If you're looking for computer software, there's always:
www.ipanywhere.com
8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church . Their website is:
www.cummingfirst.com
9. Then, of course, there's these brainless art designers, and their whacky website:
www.speedofart.com
10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe ? Try their brochure website at:
www.gotahoe.com
from Joe
www.whorepresents.com
2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchangeadvice and views at:
www.expertsexchange.com
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at: www.penisland.net
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at: www.therapistfinder.com
5. Then of course, there's the ItalianPower Generator company... :
www.powergenitalia.com
6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales: www.molestationnursery.com
7. If you're looking for computer software, there's always:
www.ipanywhere.com
8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church . Their website is:
www.cummingfirst.com
9. Then, of course, there's these brainless art designers, and their whacky website:
www.speedofart.com
10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe ? Try their brochure website at:
www.gotahoe.com
from Joe
Monday, February 19, 2007
Stupid question Smart ass answer
1.At the movies: When you meet acquaintances/friends?
Stupid Question:- Hey, what are you doing here?
Answer:- Don't u know, I sell tickets in black over here. and I also come here normally to pray......
2. In the bus: A heavy lady wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on your feet...
Stupid Question:- Sorry, did that hurt?
Answer:- No, not at all, I'm on local anesthesia..... Why don't you try again?
3. At a funeral: One of the teary eyed people ask...
Stupid Question:- Why, why him, of allpeople.
Answer:- Why? Would it rather have been you?
4. At a restaurant: When you ask the waiter
Stupid Question:- Is the "Paneer ButterMasala" dish good?
Answer:- No, its terrible and made of adulterated cement. We occasionally also spit in it.
5. At a family get-together: When some distant aunt meets you after years...
Stupid Question:- oh! darling! you've become so big...
Answer:- Well you haven't particularly shrunk yourself.
6. When a friend announces her wedding, and you ask...
Stupid Question:- Is the guy you're marrying good?
Answer:- No, he's a miserable wifebeating, insensitive lout...it's just the money.
7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call...
Stupid Question:- Sorry. were you sleeping?
Answer:- No. I was doing research onwhether the Zulu tribes in africa marry or not. And you thought I was sleeping.... you dumb witted moron.
8. When you see a friend/colleague with evidently shorter hair...
Stupid Question:- Hey have you had a haircut?
Answer:- No, its autumn and I'm shedding......
9. At the dentist when he's sticking pointed objects in your mouth...
Stupid Question:- Will u tell me if it hurts?
Answer:- No! it won't. It will just bleed and I will feel likedying....it's okay.....
10. You are smoking a cigarette and acute woman asks...
Stupid Question:- Oh, so you smoke ?
Answer:- Gosh, it's a miracle ...it was a piece of chalk and now it's in flames!
From Niki
Stupid Question:- Hey, what are you doing here?
Answer:- Don't u know, I sell tickets in black over here. and I also come here normally to pray......
2. In the bus: A heavy lady wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on your feet...
Stupid Question:- Sorry, did that hurt?
Answer:- No, not at all, I'm on local anesthesia..... Why don't you try again?
3. At a funeral: One of the teary eyed people ask...
Stupid Question:- Why, why him, of allpeople.
Answer:- Why? Would it rather have been you?
4. At a restaurant: When you ask the waiter
Stupid Question:- Is the "Paneer ButterMasala" dish good?
Answer:- No, its terrible and made of adulterated cement. We occasionally also spit in it.
5. At a family get-together: When some distant aunt meets you after years...
Stupid Question:- oh! darling! you've become so big...
Answer:- Well you haven't particularly shrunk yourself.
6. When a friend announces her wedding, and you ask...
Stupid Question:- Is the guy you're marrying good?
Answer:- No, he's a miserable wifebeating, insensitive lout...it's just the money.
7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call...
Stupid Question:- Sorry. were you sleeping?
Answer:- No. I was doing research onwhether the Zulu tribes in africa marry or not. And you thought I was sleeping.... you dumb witted moron.
8. When you see a friend/colleague with evidently shorter hair...
Stupid Question:- Hey have you had a haircut?
Answer:- No, its autumn and I'm shedding......
9. At the dentist when he's sticking pointed objects in your mouth...
Stupid Question:- Will u tell me if it hurts?
Answer:- No! it won't. It will just bleed and I will feel likedying....it's okay.....
10. You are smoking a cigarette and acute woman asks...
Stupid Question:- Oh, so you smoke ?
Answer:- Gosh, it's a miracle ...it was a piece of chalk and now it's in flames!
From Niki
Saturday, February 17, 2007
MY new favorite song
I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies
I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be I told myself
I wouldn't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures
That you were looking for
If there's one memory
I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself
I won't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend that
I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)
After all the lies
I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be I told myself
I wouldn't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures
That you were looking for
If there's one memory
I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself
I won't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend that
I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Conspiracy Theories
Conspiracy theories have always intrigued me... here is a video that convincingly proves that the 9/11 attack was probably allowed or at worst engineered.
take a look.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/430842/the_9_11_truth/#top
take a look.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/430842/the_9_11_truth/#top
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Happy Valentines Niki
Baby I know
you had your heart broken
And there's no way
I can give what he's taken
But baby don't cry
Baby don't cry
I know its hard
but you gotta try
Sometimes things
just don't work out
And it makes you wanna
scream and shout
Sometimes life is just
so bloody unfair
You'd wish you could live it
Without a single care
But baby you gotta be
gotta be brave
And not to a broken heart
be a slave
Keep you chin up
and keep on walking straight
Keep a smile on your face
before its too late
Honey you just
gotta be real strong
Step over the rights
and the wrongs
I know you can do it
because you are who you are
You're Niki,
My shining star :)
you had your heart broken
And there's no way
I can give what he's taken
But baby don't cry
Baby don't cry
I know its hard
but you gotta try
Sometimes things
just don't work out
And it makes you wanna
scream and shout
Sometimes life is just
so bloody unfair
You'd wish you could live it
Without a single care
But baby you gotta be
gotta be brave
And not to a broken heart
be a slave
Keep you chin up
and keep on walking straight
Keep a smile on your face
before its too late
Honey you just
gotta be real strong
Step over the rights
and the wrongs
I know you can do it
because you are who you are
You're Niki,
My shining star :)
Friday, February 09, 2007
A walk to remember... and words not to forget...
The line between love and hate is invisible. The person you are madly in love with today, could be the person you hate most in a years time. Emotions are ever changing. Hate and love are mirrors of each other. It is almost effortless to step from one side to the other. All it takes is a trigger. A break up. A misunderstanding. Simple things that become the straw that break the camels back.
Some times we hate what we want most but can't have. It is out of pure spite. We condition ourselves to hate that object or person. We force ourselves to trigger that emotion when ever we hear or see that person or object, then the emotion becomes an almost natural reaction.
This I've learned from Sir Josh, is called reversed conditioning.
Some times we hate what we want most but can't have. It is out of pure spite. We condition ourselves to hate that object or person. We force ourselves to trigger that emotion when ever we hear or see that person or object, then the emotion becomes an almost natural reaction.
This I've learned from Sir Josh, is called reversed conditioning.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
