no, i didn't decide to delete this blog. kesian. hahahaa.
have you watched juno? its a movie, starring ellen page and some other people. obviously :|
watch it, its really good. i watched it about 3 times in the space of about 1 week.
i have no life, i know.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
delete!
im seriously thinking abt deleting this blog. see, what'd i tell ya? i'll delete the blog when i get bored. no time to update now that school started. so bubye blog. time to die ;D
Sunday, January 6, 2008
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sometimes i wonder what i was thinking when i started this blog. whats the purpose? well, i found the purpose.
i wanna make money HAHA. no really, i could easily be one of those bloggers that blog for a living. like ziazue. or xiaxue. however you spell her name lah. but really, why not? i can type. i can be funny if i want to. i go to places. i can tell stories. the point is I CAN. screw education muahahaha. but no, lets be realistic. education is important. dont do drugs. dont smoke. kids, stay in school HAHA. as if you will.
heyy, maybe in the future, thats how its gonna be. nobody goes to school. they just get degrees online and work online. and when somebody IMs you and asks "where'd u get your degree?", you just reply www.thisuniversity.com. HAHA. and myspace will be like school and you chat with your friends at specific hours and the teacher will chat with you. and you marry online, have internet sex, but since you dont reproduce properly, you and your spouse adopt some kind of cyber pet together and call it your kid or something. HAHA thats wild. but then since there's no real humanly reproduced kids, we'd all die out and then kiamat. or maybe it'll be something like aeon flux. someone clones us without knowing it and we live on forever in the same soul.
this post is getting way out of hand. i am stopping now before i start getting a headache from all this imagining.
"imagination is more important than knowledge - albert einstein"
i wanna make money HAHA. no really, i could easily be one of those bloggers that blog for a living. like ziazue. or xiaxue. however you spell her name lah. but really, why not? i can type. i can be funny if i want to. i go to places. i can tell stories. the point is I CAN. screw education muahahaha. but no, lets be realistic. education is important. dont do drugs. dont smoke. kids, stay in school HAHA. as if you will.
heyy, maybe in the future, thats how its gonna be. nobody goes to school. they just get degrees online and work online. and when somebody IMs you and asks "where'd u get your degree?", you just reply www.thisuniversity.com. HAHA. and myspace will be like school and you chat with your friends at specific hours and the teacher will chat with you. and you marry online, have internet sex, but since you dont reproduce properly, you and your spouse adopt some kind of cyber pet together and call it your kid or something. HAHA thats wild. but then since there's no real humanly reproduced kids, we'd all die out and then kiamat. or maybe it'll be something like aeon flux. someone clones us without knowing it and we live on forever in the same soul.
this post is getting way out of hand. i am stopping now before i start getting a headache from all this imagining.
"imagination is more important than knowledge - albert einstein"
Thursday, January 3, 2008
school
haihh, school dah start. tuition dah start. pressure dah start :(
the form 1s are in. they are so PENDEK and KECIK and TAK MATANG. its like SMK abdul rahman talib dah jadi SK abdul rahman talib. they're all only up to my shoulder. or shorter. amalen's (neighbour) brother is also there. but he's not that kecik lah. his voice is starting to break but in the funny way :D its cracks here and there, tapi comel. hahaha.
form 4 orientation is going on. form 1 punye jugak. i miss my form 1 orientation. i still remember 1C punye performance. all the other classes buat some crap kind of singing, diorg bwat sketch. and it was a really good sketch too. it was a newscaster and all the news was acted out. like this :
newscaster : in wrestling, rikishi has won the 'best wrestler' award.
then a huge, fat boy called asyraf comes out and poses mr. universe size.
heyy, asyraf. lame tak jumpe die. the huge fat boy had a huge fat crush on me. : he bought me a teddy bear, and wrote me a letter. AND the idiot wrote 'i love you' on my table in permanent marker. stupid. i think if he didnt do all those things, i would have made him a friend, coz i knew him mase kindergarten. he was still fat, but really cute. biarla die. continuing with the sketch :
newscaster : the 2005 grammy awards was held last night and there was one star that took home the ultimate prize.
person presenting the award : and the winner is... AMIRA SIMPSON!
friend called amira : *screammm! OMG, i won i won!! i would like to thank my parents, my family, my cat, my dog, my this my that my this my that my blablabla
(then 3 people come out and drag her off the stage)
yeahh, orientation was really nice. i miss form 1 already. form 4 sucks :(
the form 1s are in. they are so PENDEK and KECIK and TAK MATANG. its like SMK abdul rahman talib dah jadi SK abdul rahman talib. they're all only up to my shoulder. or shorter. amalen's (neighbour) brother is also there. but he's not that kecik lah. his voice is starting to break but in the funny way :D its cracks here and there, tapi comel. hahaha.
form 4 orientation is going on. form 1 punye jugak. i miss my form 1 orientation. i still remember 1C punye performance. all the other classes buat some crap kind of singing, diorg bwat sketch. and it was a really good sketch too. it was a newscaster and all the news was acted out. like this :
newscaster : in wrestling, rikishi has won the 'best wrestler' award.
then a huge, fat boy called asyraf comes out and poses mr. universe size.
heyy, asyraf. lame tak jumpe die. the huge fat boy had a huge fat crush on me. : he bought me a teddy bear, and wrote me a letter. AND the idiot wrote 'i love you' on my table in permanent marker. stupid. i think if he didnt do all those things, i would have made him a friend, coz i knew him mase kindergarten. he was still fat, but really cute. biarla die. continuing with the sketch :
newscaster : the 2005 grammy awards was held last night and there was one star that took home the ultimate prize.
person presenting the award : and the winner is... AMIRA SIMPSON!
friend called amira : *screammm! OMG, i won i won!! i would like to thank my parents, my family, my cat, my dog, my this my that my this my that my blablabla
(then 3 people come out and drag her off the stage)
yeahh, orientation was really nice. i miss form 1 already. form 4 sucks :(
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
i hate brooms
my mom told me to sweep the whole house today. for the first time, seriously. i dont know what got into her head lah. she never asked me to sweepe before because she likes to do it herself. when i offered last time, she just said "go mind your own business" so i never offered again, but TODAY she got it into her head that i must learn to sweep the house. SO. she was sooooo full of complaints i dont think i ever wanna touch the stupid broom in front of her ever again. god, it was torture to sweep in front of her.
first, i had to sweep my room. even my tiny room was horrible. every tiny inch of dust had to be swept. things that i couldnt even SEE she made me sweep. i dunno, maybe she has those superman zoom in kinda eyes. maybe she saw microscopic germs and mistook them for dust and made me sweep them. and THEN she claimed that i was holding the broom the wrong way. come on, lahh. i didnt know there was a method of holding brooms. i thought it was correct la, mcm dalam science. fulcrum, load, effort. thats all there is to it kan? NO. you have to grip the broom properly and apparently my hand twists when i hold the broom. and when my hands twist, i have no control.
then i had to sweep abangs room. of course that was worse because abangs room is like a freaking pigsty. clothes all over the place, plates, and DUST. lots and lots of dust. oooooh, the bliss. then the whole cycle starts over again. "you missed that hair!" "hold the broom properly!" "why are you looking up?! look at the floor, thats where the dust is!".
dont get me wrong, i love my mother alot. but when it comes to doing housework with her, no thank you.
first, i had to sweep my room. even my tiny room was horrible. every tiny inch of dust had to be swept. things that i couldnt even SEE she made me sweep. i dunno, maybe she has those superman zoom in kinda eyes. maybe she saw microscopic germs and mistook them for dust and made me sweep them. and THEN she claimed that i was holding the broom the wrong way. come on, lahh. i didnt know there was a method of holding brooms. i thought it was correct la, mcm dalam science. fulcrum, load, effort. thats all there is to it kan? NO. you have to grip the broom properly and apparently my hand twists when i hold the broom. and when my hands twist, i have no control.
then i had to sweep abangs room. of course that was worse because abangs room is like a freaking pigsty. clothes all over the place, plates, and DUST. lots and lots of dust. oooooh, the bliss. then the whole cycle starts over again. "you missed that hair!" "hold the broom properly!" "why are you looking up?! look at the floor, thats where the dust is!".
dont get me wrong, i love my mother alot. but when it comes to doing housework with her, no thank you.
new year?
well, not exactly new year, january 2nd. i dont feel that new year feeling this year. i dunno lahh, new year just doesnt feel...new? it feels just normal, like any other day, only a lot more bising. and not fireworks bising. its rempit bising, the stupid kampung people going gaga outside bising, my brothers stupid music bising, tv bising. so, to avoid all that bising, i put on my mp3 at maximum volume. still bising, but the bising i can tolerate :D
oh and kuantan kann, as far as i know, got hardly any fireworks. i did not hear the usual "BANG, KA BOOM, KEDEBABOOO" and all those exploding noises. instead i hear rempitkampung-gaga-peoplestupidmusicstupidtv bising. or maybe i didnt celebrate it the right way. yeahh, i should have gone to tc at night, brought some fat fireworks, and went swimming with everyone. hmm, i'll do that in 2009 lah. not that far away kan? hahah.
2008 is gonna be hell! left right center im hearing all about tuition, homework, school. 10 fcking subjects to study for. :( then i have to start waking up again. and scooping out the cat shit earrrly in the morning. then have to mandi earrrly in the morning. then i have to wrestle with the stupid cat so that when i go out the door, she wont follow me. my cat does that now. whenever she hears the front door opening, she'll come running out of nowhere and tries to run out the door. then whoever is at the door has to grab her and chase her into the house. but i still think keeping her inside all the time isnt a great idea. but heck, who cares?
oh and kuantan kann, as far as i know, got hardly any fireworks. i did not hear the usual "BANG, KA BOOM, KEDEBABOOO" and all those exploding noises. instead i hear rempitkampung-gaga-peoplestupidmusicstupidtv bising. or maybe i didnt celebrate it the right way. yeahh, i should have gone to tc at night, brought some fat fireworks, and went swimming with everyone. hmm, i'll do that in 2009 lah. not that far away kan? hahah.
2008 is gonna be hell! left right center im hearing all about tuition, homework, school. 10 fcking subjects to study for. :( then i have to start waking up again. and scooping out the cat shit earrrly in the morning. then have to mandi earrrly in the morning. then i have to wrestle with the stupid cat so that when i go out the door, she wont follow me. my cat does that now. whenever she hears the front door opening, she'll come running out of nowhere and tries to run out the door. then whoever is at the door has to grab her and chase her into the house. but i still think keeping her inside all the time isnt a great idea. but heck, who cares?
Monday, December 31, 2007
bored
whenever im bored, i start a new blog. then when im too busy to keep updating it, i delete it. then when im bored again, another blog comes up. and the cycle goes on and on. is this normal? haha.
god, holidays are so boringgg. im so bored i'm watching "happy birthday elton!" while typing this. who watches that fat gay dude anyway? but i gotta admit, fat and gay pun, his concerts are not bad la xD. his piano playing is pretty good and he's got these cool fireworks at the end. and i want his red baby grand. now thats style lahh. and it sounds great. every note he plays, i can hear it like really clearly. not like my stupid piano. hmm, not bad la elton john. omfg i said elton john is not bad. hahah.
but actually what is so weird about elton john that makes people my age think he's stupid? just because he's gay ke? so what, as if we've never seen gay people before. but then, i always thought gay people were weird. BUT entertaining. haha. the way they talk and walk and dress up. its fun to look at. AND elton john is entertaining. so i guess he's the ultimate gay la kot. or george michael? now thats gay. even his songs sound gay. haha this is one weird post.
god, holidays are so boringgg. im so bored i'm watching "happy birthday elton!" while typing this. who watches that fat gay dude anyway? but i gotta admit, fat and gay pun, his concerts are not bad la xD. his piano playing is pretty good and he's got these cool fireworks at the end. and i want his red baby grand. now thats style lahh. and it sounds great. every note he plays, i can hear it like really clearly. not like my stupid piano. hmm, not bad la elton john. omfg i said elton john is not bad. hahah.
but actually what is so weird about elton john that makes people my age think he's stupid? just because he's gay ke? so what, as if we've never seen gay people before. but then, i always thought gay people were weird. BUT entertaining. haha. the way they talk and walk and dress up. its fun to look at. AND elton john is entertaining. so i guess he's the ultimate gay la kot. or george michael? now thats gay. even his songs sound gay. haha this is one weird post.
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