SpaceOut

2012-01-21T08:16:00.000-08:00

James: I made this for you!
Me: Oh what is it, James?
James: It's a four storey Lego City! It's for you Alessandra, I made it for you!
James:... But I'm taking it back.

James is five years old.

2012-01-21T08:10:00.000-08:00

Someone told me a joke that I thought was worth putting up here (so thank you, whoever shared this joke with me!):

'Why did God create Adam before he created Eve?'
(Why)
'Because He didn't want to be told how to create Adam!!'

I asked my Grampa this, and his reply had me in stitches:

'Grampa, why did God create Adam before Eve?'
'...He was short of ribs?'

Oh how I love Grampa!

2011-10-08T02:30:00.000-07:00

I bet rainbows smell like Skittles.

2011-09-04T02:37:00.000-07:00

It has been a while, leprechauns!

Please bear with me as I un-rust myself and eventually get back into baffling/impressing you with more nonsense!
I shall sign off with an awesome smiley for now.

<:I
This is a chubby boy with a pointy hat.

2011-04-23T23:23:00.001-07:00

Mini Pianogreat free widgetsWidgetboxMore infoThat's to keep yourselves entertained while I think of something to post >:D<:D>:E

2011-04-19T05:48:00.000-07:00

In Australia:

Summer: So hot! (Run across sunny areas to get to shade)
Autumn: So cold! (Run across shady areas to get to sun)

2011-01-21T00:14:00.000-08:00

I've changed my blog title from 'SpaceOut: Absolute Randomness' back to 'SpaceOut: Absolute Randomosity'.

Which was it's ORIGINAL title, before one of my brothers told me that randomness should be changed to randomosity.

So why, you may ask, would I change it back? Well, a few weeks ago, THAT SAME BROTHER said 'Hm, I think randomosity sounds better than randomness', forgetting that he was the fellow who prompted me to change my blog name in the first place.

:3

2011-01-21T00:13:00.001-08:00

MALAYSIAN DRIVERS BEWARE!

Yes. I have passed my driving exams and I am now a P license driver. Well yeah I passed after failing to pass the slope and the road tests ( I blame it on... well I wish I could put the blame on the the examiner or the car or the pedestrians or the road but it really was my fault but anyway I shall spare you all from the details. Not that there's many)

Anyway bottom line is.. I PASSED MY DRIVING EXAM!!

A week after obtaining my license I hit the highway with my dad and my wittle brother to pick my grandmother up. My dad tried to be calm. Unfortunately he was not very good at hiding his nerves.

Father: Watch it, there's a bump ahead (bright yellow-striped bump which anyone can spot 40m away)

...

Father: Ok brake.. brake. BRAAAAKE!!!

2010-12-09T01:52:00.000-08:00

hello

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yes

2010-12-08T07:55:00.000-08:00

When I first started using Microsoft Word (where I had to do a lot of typing) whenever I had to capitlize the letter 'i' I would just key in a small L (l) which looks like a capitalized 'i' depending on which font you use. Reason being that l (that's a small L) was just too lazy to hold down 'shift' and press 'i'.

Guess which of the two below is a capital i and which is a lowercase L:

a) I
b) I

... BOTH are capital i's haha
FOOLED!

2010-12-05T07:40:00.000-08:00

I really want a penguin.

Bill nie said add a bow tie and they can pass off as waiters.
Imagine little penguins with happy penguin feet and happy penguin wings carrying little silver trays serving people. Not that I'd exploit penguins as servants but you gotta admit that they do look adorable in your head now as you picture them waddling around with red bow ties.

However it is rather impossible for penguins to breed in such climate as my country's. The poor things would melt. Like how malteasers melt in your hand before you get a chance to pop 'em into your mouth. Well not quite. They would suffer nonetheless.

I'll just have to settle for pictures of penguins.

Penguin. (Had to add that or else the 'penguin' count would stop at 6 which is a number I do not like at all.)

2010-12-05T07:37:00.000-08:00

scratch.

SQUASH.

Domo the skilled tree-climber

2010-12-05T05:59:00.000-08:00

Domo
On a leafless tree
(Aack.)

2010-12-03T07:53:00.000-08:00

'Luke quick what's 7x8?'
'Uh (pause) 7 x 8 is (stalling for time)... 52!!'
'NO WAIT! 42! (long pause)... PLUS 14!

2010-12-03T07:34:00.000-08:00

So Luke aka Hardcore Jelly got an A on his Maths mid term paper with only 2 hours of intense revision the day before the paper. His three siblings being very aware of his maths skills decided to test him on his multiplication abilities

'Luke what's the square root of 64?'
'Uhhh.. what's square root again?'

'Luke what's six squared (6^2)?'
'Six squared is...uh.. 6x6x6x6x6x6 ?!'
'HAHAHAHAHAHA'

2010-12-01T03:31:00.000-08:00

Wow it's been a while.
I've been too spaced out to space out on S p a c e O u t (the word sounds funny now after repeating it in my mind over and over)

Now to reinforce this comeback I shall enlighten you all with what awesome DOMO has been up to in recent weeks:

Expect pictures of Domo's antics every now and then :D

2010-09-08T21:51:00.000-07:00

Talk about badly executed advertising- on my way back home from a place called Kinrara, I spotted a supermarket ad on a billboard that read:

(something like) Get our fruits
So FRESH for LESS!

They had magnified 'fresh' and 'less', so from afar, what you really see is

FRESH LESS!

2010-09-05T00:51:00.000-07:00

Yes it has been a while since my last update, but don't deny that it's been a while since your last visit! :D

A snippet of last night's FDT (Family Dinner Time), which included one too many knock-knock jokes courtesy of H I T N M (the Highly Intelligently Trained Ninja Monkeyjets aka my brothers. Oh btw, they gave themselves that name):

Brick: Knock knock
Me: Who's there?
Brick: Shhh
Me: Shhh who?
Brick: Oh. Never mind.
Me: What?
Brick: You were supposed to say "shhhhoooo"
Me: Ok. Shhhhoooo
Brick: DON'T SHHHOOOO ME THIS IS MY HOUSE!

2010-07-08T03:51:00.000-07:00

Three reasons why today is a happy day:

Spain's reached their first ever World Cup finals
I bought a The Beatles t-shirt today :D (albeit a boy's one)
Tomorrow is Friday

2010-07-07T08:06:00.000-07:00

I know, I know.. been a while since my last post. I just needed an impetus to get my random juices flowing again. I thought it would be provided by one of you followers (pretty passive followers, I might add), but no it came from a conversation I happened to overhear this evening

Woman1: Oh the pudding lady is here she's here! (makes sniffing noises) I can smell her bread and butter pudding! I bet you're dying for some
Woman2: I may be fat but I'm not a glut

which led me thinking about food and obesity and the power of our olfactory receptors and friendly aunties who like to bake and give cookies to the hungry. And these thoughts, along with the excerpt from the aunties' conversation led me to the conclusion that

I may not be fat but I can be a glut

no actually it was solely what the second lady said that led me to that conclusion

2010-06-09T03:58:00.000-07:00

I don't know how many of you do the same...

I almost always sleep on my side, right or left (if on my left i hug my fat comfy bolster and if on my right side I squeeze my skinny but also comfy bolster). If I happen to wake up in the middle of the night:

1) After a nightmare or a dream that I didn't enjoy- I turn to the other side from which I was sleeping on

2) After a dream that I wished I hadn't woken up from- I continue sleeping on the same side in the hope of continuing that same dream or at least the warm fuzzy feeling I felt when dreaming that dream

2010-06-09T03:43:00.000-07:00

I haven't updated s p a c e o u t in quite some time. This is my first June 2010 post so I shall celebrate with you all. Bring out the cicak cake and candles!

J o y for my first June '10 post!

Ok ok this is a cookie cake made by a friend and my brothers for our friend's sister's surprise! birthday party (I bet you won't be able to guess her name ha).
It is a cicak (dark green) cake.

2010-05-22T03:51:00.000-07:00

My brother has decided that he wants his s p a c e o u t nickname to be Hard Core Jelly.
That was my pick for him too. He plays the drums and and can play for over half an hour straight and to be able to do that it requires a strong stomach i.e a hard core. So in that case he has a hard core. But when he's not banging on the drums his core is so soft it feels (and even wobbles) like jelly.

Hence the name Hard Core Jelly

2010-05-22T03:43:00.000-07:00

On the back of an O Briens' staff 's t-shirt I saw two days ago:

I can resist everything except temptation

2010-05-22T03:39:00.000-07:00

Me: I always get mixed up between a wrench and a spanner. Is that a wrench or a spanner (I point to a tool lying on the table)?
Bill Nie: That's a plier

2010-05-19T08:03:00.001-07:00

I found a group on facebook that I should've created first:

Procrastinators unite! ..... tomorrow

2010-05-14T01:26:00.000-07:00

I was given a Kenny G dvd last Sunday. To watch.
Strange gift if you do not play sax nor are you a contemporary jazz fan or a Kenny G fan or if you're racist and don't like Jews (which Kenny G is).

I play sax so i wouldn't call it a strange gift. But it's strange that I've been learning the sax for almost a year and today was the first time hearing Kenny G play. I was a bit (only a bit) distracted by his curls and my urge to grab a hair straightener and get someone to straighten his hair out just so I could see how long his hair is.

Anyway I told Father that Kenny G is Jewish and after a slight pause he goes 'well that would explain his nose' and after a slightly longer pause he says 'have you seen Barbara Streisand's nose? She's like 30% nose and 70% rest of her body'.

Hahaha I almost choked on my chicken rice.

2010-05-06T09:01:00.000-07:00

My family said I've never mentioned my name on my blog but I'm happily and explicitly revealing theirs haha. So I've decided to substitute their actual names for nicknames which I should've done in the first place.

My parents will be 'Mother' and 'Father'

Oldest brother will be Bill Nie the Science Guy (J is a good explainer of scientific concepts and is a pretty logical person).

Other brother Z will be Brick. He's got a hard head and when he shoves you aside/rams into you (he does that sometimes if you are in his way) it feels like you've been head butted by a brick wall.

Youngest brother L will be- Oh I don't know yet. I've shortlisted:

Skywalker
Chacharron Macarron (CM)
Hard Core Jelly
Inventor

2010-05-06T08:52:00.000-07:00

I think I've blogged about a certain cactus phase I went through sometime last year?
Well, during that rough and pokey time of my life (ok that was not funny. Atrocious attempt at a pun), my brother had created some cactus images using CAD, for my birthday.

Awesome ones he did!

Oh dear they look a bit tiny here.

2010-05-03T01:29:00.001-07:00

- H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y -

J O A N N A M U T T I A H

25 years really isn't that old! :)
Have a wonderful marvelous magnificent awesome day today!

2010-05-03T01:16:00.000-07:00

Two days ago I went with Joy and Joanna and my brothers to a funfair that my friend's church had organised. We called it the Unfair Funfair though. Don't get me wrong; it was a very well organized one and I saw everyone else having fun. It was unfair to Joy Luke Josh and me because we kept losing all the games we played!

The funfair had all sorts of games. You hand the person in charge of the booth 2 coupons and you can play an unlimited number of rounds for a chance at redeeming some interesting prizes. We were handed a slip of paper and if we win a point we get a chop on the paper. The more chops you have the better the prize. Joy, Luke and I played quite a few games. None of us had gotten a single chop. Hahahaha!

It was sad really.

2010-04-30T01:26:00.000-07:00

My brother didn't like the previous post as he said the style of writing was too formal. I have to agree as I actually prefer run-on sentences cos it makes it seem like I'm really excited about what I'm talking about and that is usually the case anyway. Ok sometimes. It depends really.

Oh yes, he said my posts should be 'skippy'. Haha I like that word and I guess you could describe my blog as sort of 'skippy'. But not like bunny skippy. I don't like bunnies. Well, cartoon ones anyway. Ever since I watched 'Watership Down Under', this horrible movie about (if I recall correctly) demon rabbits with sinister red eyes, the sight of cartoon rabbits makes my stomach churn.

Yeah, so not bunny skippy. Happy skippy. Whatever that means. Oh yes happy skippy is when you feel so happy that you feel like skipping/dancing/breaking out into a happy song.

Oh wait. Bunnies don't skip. They hop. Hahaha oops!

2010-04-25T23:51:00.000-07:00

I am dumbfounded as to why, but a tiny segment of the world (the majority of which are facebook users) is currently going through a turban phase. Yes, turban.

This can be loosely explained as a bizarre phenomenon in which a word in a movie/show/song is replaced by the word 'turban' thereby inducing uproarious laughter from the followers of this phenomenon, and/or exasperated groans from the non-followers. This phenomenon also includes turban jokes and statements.

I feel I must apologize to all the Sikhs out there, who must be taking a considerable amount of offense from these rather insensitive people.

Unfortunately, two of my brothers have succumbed to this turban phase, thus driving me up the wall. Every conversation we have will include one, if not more, turban 'jokes' and statements. Many of them were derived from facebook, while many more from the nonsensical section of my brothers' brains.

From facebook:
Zac&Luke: What the turban! (WTT, replacing WTF. I have to admit I prefer WTT)
: No more toilet paper! ...*Slowly unravels turban*
: All these turban jokes are making me sikh!

Not from facebook:
Zac&Luke: Turbanator 3: Rise of the turban

Luke: Turban WarsIV: A New Turban
Turban WarsV: The Turban Strikes Back
Turban WarsVI: Return of the Turban
Turban WarsI: The Phantom Turban
Turban WarsII: Attack of the Turban
Turban WarsIII: Revenge of the Turban

Luke: Hey guys! Turbanformers2: Revenge of the Turban
Me: Not funny, Luke

2010-04-18T07:18:00.000-07:00

18.04.10

2010-04-16T09:34:00.000-07:00

Arjun seems to have found the time to excuse himself from the battlefield for a quick postcard snapshot of himself!

2010-04-16T08:59:00.001-07:00

ANT MASSACRE!

I occasionally embark on ant-killing sprees. I only do it when they cross the line (and into my fruit juice or my bowl of cereal). Then they have to pay. The methods of killing shall not be mentioned; I don't want to turn this post into a PG-13 one. Ha.

The thing is, if I see a solitary ant and I make up my mind not to kill it but somehow accidentally kill it (eg: drowning an ant while washing my hands in the sink), I feel very bad. I feel like a murderer in fact.
Ant genocides, no problem though.

My brother's friend Arjun, shares the same hobby of killing ants. Only his methods are astronomically worse.

This is Arjun on the moon.

2010-04-16T08:50:00.001-07:00

Birds are truly fascinating creatures. I just love the way their heads bob up and down and side to side as they hopscotch around our garden. Birds are awesome.

Except pigeons. I don't like pigeons. Especially the brown ones. They make disturbing noises and seem really dim. And I'm not a fan of people/things that are dim cos I think that only lights are allowed to be dim.

2010-04-16T08:42:00.000-07:00

Josh, Zac and I like to tease Luke when we see this other guy who shares the same name as him:

Luke, look! It's Luke!
It's Luke, Luke!
Look, Luke! It's Luke!
Look, Luke. Luke!
Luke, look. Luke!
Luke, Luke. Look!

Really gets on his nerves muahahaha.

2010-04-15T19:55:00.000-07:00

s t r a w b e r r y
f i e l d s
f o r e v e r

2010-04-15T04:49:00.000-07:00

The lyrics to "I am the Walrus" by The Beatles could only have been concocted by a genius

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
you let your face grow long

I am the eggman
they are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Mr. city policeman sitting
pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
you let your knickers down

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Sitting in an English garden
waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan
from standing in the English rain

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Expert, texpert choking smokers
don't you think the joker laughs at you
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying

Semolina pilchard
climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking
Edgar Allan Poe

(then chorus)

2010-04-14T08:44:00.000-07:00

White Belt, you would know about this. Haha

2010-04-14T08:32:00.001-07:00

Oh look it's a llama

2010-04-14T08:20:00.000-07:00

Today was the last day of my foundation program. Wow, time flies faster than me realizing that I put my school bag in a stranger's car boot which actually took quite a while to realize.

The last day is usually followed by a very lame picture that I'd post illustrating my boredom and lack of artistic skills. I don't want to break what is almost becoming a tradition hence I will post my after-exam picture for you to admire (cough)

2010-04-12T07:41:00.000-07:00

I have made several peculiar observations which I will now share with you:

Mosquitoes seem to go after my knees. Usually my left knee.
If one car travels in a particular direction and another travels in the opposite, well then they aren't traveling in the same direction and never will be able to unless one reverses. This bothered me slightly.
Salt is extremely salty.
Trees with thick trunks, straight branches and no leaves seem like military trees.
A lizard's legs are at the sides of its body and not under. This, coupled with the position of their eyes, gives them the appearance of being perpetually startled. I found this highly amusing.
Some birds have the same sort of startled look that the lizards have. Especially myna birds.

Ever since James' comment about colouring a cicak dark green, I have been thinking a bit too much about lizards. I had previously developed an obsession with cactus. Cacti. Cactuses. Hmm don't know the plural of that. Arctic cactus(es) in particular.

Anyway, I have come up with a genius idea to get my brother to paint me a picture of a cactus and a cicak together! In the desert. The cicak will have its arm around the cactus and will be wearing a sheriff badge and a cowboy hat and the cactus will be wearing a bandana around its neck. The former will be the sheriff of the town and the latter will be the deputy!
(Inspiration: was listening to Eric Clapton's version of "I Shot the Sheriff" playing in my head)

It will look something like this:

Except the painting will be 100x better.

2010-04-08T08:13:00.000-07:00

Shawabeans' Playlist

Lee Dewyze- Treat Her Like A Lady
Across the Universe- Hey Jude
Vampire Weekend- A Punk
Greensleeves
The Pink Panther theme song (which I'm currently learning on sax. Woo!)

2010-04-08T08:12:00.000-07:00

t e a m
b a r t o w s k i

2010-04-06T23:59:00.000-07:00

I sometimes like to leave out punctuations when I type because it leaves me feeling oddly exhilarated and I usually do this when I feel tired which is how I feel right now but not anymore since there are no full stops or commas here weeee strange isn't it but i guess everyone has their quirks

2010-04-05T06:45:00.000-07:00

If God handed me a special pen and asked me to draw anything i wanted to, with the result being that the thing would come to life, I would draw this

2010-04-05T06:09:00.000-07:00

I really don't know why but every time I'm supposed to be paying attention to something or someone, I can't. And whenever I try to spare my brain from receiving certain unwanted information from the receptors in my ears, FAIL.

Times when I can't seem to pay attention when I'm supposed to be paying attention:

When given directions (this one especially!!)
Stats class
When someone replies to my question of "How was your day?" or "how did that event go?"
When given instructions
When being told to remind someone about something really important.

Times when I really don't want to listen but end up doing the opposite:

When my father talks about the atrocities of wars
When my father and brothers go into gory details on crimes of psychopaths
Stories with tragic endings
Josh ranting about Linkin Park's great achievements
When Luke tells lame jokes. And by lame I mean roll-my-eyes-too-hard-that-they-can't-stop-rolling-and-are-forced-to-keep-rolling-like-merry-go-rounds lame (ok that was lame too)

And the last point brings me to an excerpt of my family's dinner conversation that took place about half an hour ago:

Luke: Wanna hear a hilarious joke?
Me: Nooo
Luke: Yes you do!
Me: No I don't
Luke: Knock knock
Me: Luuuuuuuuuke. Not a knock knock joke
Luke: Knock knock
Josh&Zac: Who's there?
Luke: Interrupting cow
Zac: Interrupting cow wh-
Luke: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Everyone: Hahahaha!

Actually, I'm glad I heard that joke. I found it very funny for some reason. Josh said likes it cos he likes cows.

2010-03-30T07:22:00.000-07:00

EPIC FAIL!
I had put up a poll about day dreaming which you can see on the right part of the screen and hadn't gotten any responses so I felt bad for myself and voted! So if you see one vote so far, that would be my vote haha

2010-03-30T07:17:00.000-07:00

I have slightly uneven teeth. Every time I slide my tongue across my teeth I imagine God running his fingers across mountain peaks.

2010-03-30T07:04:00.000-07:00

What's on Shawabeans' Playlist this week:

Strawberry Swing - Coldplay
Giving Up the Gun - Vampire Weekend
I've Just Seen a Face - Across the Universe soundtrack
Strawberry Fields Forever - Across the Universe soundtrack
Run - Hillsong United
Finiculi Finicula - Luciano Pavarotti
Jimmy - Moriarty

Jimmy's at the top of my playlist.
"The Buffalo used to say, 'be who you are'"... "All roads lead to Rome with the Buffalo"

Or as Taro the Japanese guy on Mind Your Language would say, the Buffal

2010-03-29T00:04:00.000-07:00

According to my mother, I am very precise. If I hadn't disagreed with her statement I probably would have agreed, backing this argument with supporting examples:

I wake my brother Luke up for school every weekday between 7.01am to 7.05am
My alarm goes off at 6.22am every weekday, after which I hit the snooze button at 6.31am and 6.40am. I then wait another few minutes before switching the water heater on, usually between 6.42am to 6.45am
My alarm actually goes off at 6.17am, 6.26am, and 6.35am if you follow Astro time. I set my clock 5 minutes fast but read the time as if it's 3 minutes fast if I'm running late to college and want to feel relieved that I actually arrived at Eg: 7.59am rather than 8.01am
When I eat Shredded Wheat cereal, I must have only 7 squares in my bowl
I drink water at 7-gulp intervals. Occasionally 5 if I take big gulps

I still think 'precise' is not a word to describe me though. So many reasons why but I'll keep that to myself :D

2010-03-28T23:28:00.000-07:00

I have a dear friend who is terrified of b a l l o o n s. I didn't realize how major her phobia was until last week, when I attended the TALENT-LAH event organized by my friend and her PR group as part of our assignment ( I had to organize an event on the day celebrated by victims of Cupid's [not known to dress modestly] shooting sprees, whose arrows inject and in some cases blind innocent souls with a little dose of what some may call love)

After the event (which was successful), a number of us were playing around with the pink balloons. Every time a balloon Popped! my friend would scream. One of my friend's group mates discovered this, sneaked up behind her, burst a balloon in her ear, then ran off like how a little boy would after mixing red dye into his sister's shampoo bottle, not wanting to get caught.

She started to cry. I, typically not knowing how to handle the situation, gave my friend a sort-of hug then left to scold the guy. Problem was that I mistook the guy who committed the crime with another guy from the PR group. My tongue unleashed its fury, shouting and lecturing the poor fellow, not knowing that he was the wrong guy. He waited till I finished, then calmly said "I didn't do it".

HAHAHAHAHA

I don't remember apologizing to him :(

2010-03-27T10:00:00.000-07:00

Me: James, look! There's a cicak on the wall!
3-year old cousin James: I wan to colour that cicak dark green

Kids really do say the darnedest things.

2010-03-25T08:31:00.000-07:00

Maurice (to Alex) : My, what big teeth you have!
King Julian (flicks Maurice on the forehead) : Maurice! Can't you see you're insulting dee freaks?

King Julian (in the midst of a meeting) : Maurice, you did not raise your hand. Therefore your heinous comment shall be stricken off our records

King Julian (in a plane crash landing) : Maurice! Lift your hands up like this! It's more fun that way if you raise your hands like this.

2010-03-07T21:32:00.000-08:00

Can you imagine a world without music? I think the earth would be miserable. What songs I listen to depends on my mood at that point in time, and vice versa. Songs can change alter my mood almost instantly. So what do I do when I wanna feel happy?
I listen to happy songs!

Below are, in my opinion, the top 3 happiest songs I know (that make me happy):

1. Love Today - Mika
"Everybody's gonna love today, love today, love today! Everybody's gonna love todayy, anywhere you want to, anywhere you got to, love love me, love love me".
Mika sings it like he's high on something. But whenever I hear it I feel like jumping up and down and singing at the top of lungs and doing a sort of a Chandler dance which drives Luke up the wall haha.

2. The Happy Song - Delirious
"Yeah, I could sing any song, of how You saved my soul. Yeah, I could dance a thousand miles because of Your great love!"
I think it takes quite an amount of happiness to be able to dance a thousand miles. But I feel like I can, when I listen to this song!

3. I'm Walking On Sunshine - Don't know haha
The music is incredibly lively! And the GLEE cast has made me love this song even more haha. Only people in a state of blissfulness can believe they're walking on sunshine :D
Oh yeah I found out only 2 weeks ago that it's 'I'm Walking On Sunshine'. I had always thought that it was 'I'm Walking On THE Sunshine' until Josh corrected me hahahahaha.

Now that I've told you my top 3 happy songs, send me a list of yours! I'd like to know and possibly add a couple to my HAPPY PLAYLIST!

2010-02-21T07:25:00.000-08:00

Oh yes this is the website's URL:

http://ahappyday.viviti.com/

2010-02-21T07:11:00.000-08:00

Two weeks ago, as part of my continuous assessment for PR, I had to launch a product. I launched TheSallyBag. Just check out the website I created (foooyo!), also part of my continuous assessment, for more details. Anyway, for those of you familiar with BOB, I give you...

A life-size cutout of him! He played an integral part in my product launch and the whole concept behind the Sally Bag. So yes, I have kinda brought BOB (always blue font) to life. What I mean is, he is no longer 2-D, but 3-D now.

The little show-off. He picked out that shirt to wear just so that everyone would know his name without him having to utter a word of introduction. Just smile and look cool. He wore a cap made out of recycled Coke cans because he knew that all my classmates would go crazy over it and thus over him. Smart move on his part since THEY ALL LOVED HIM.

Good for you, BOB!

2010-02-20T01:44:00.000-08:00

The previous post WAS MY 200TH POST!!!
AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH I think I'm the only one celebrating here haha wow 200 posts of absolute nonsense (randomness) and IT DOESN'T STOP THERE Woooooo!!

But I'm gonna take a break from the rubbish to take a more serious turn. Ok just for this post. I'm gonna show you a video that my little brother did all by himself out of pure creativity and CAD skills. I bring you..

THE MIDAS TOUCH

2010-02-16T22:54:00.000-08:00

I'd like to wish all my Chinese loved ones a very (belated) Happy Chinese New Year!! Due to the occasion, I'm writing this post in red.

I received 1 ang pow this year (thank you Uncle J and Aunty E!) but that's okay because the fact that I even received one is something to be thankful for (some people get none you know. Tragic).

2010-02-16T22:45:00.001-08:00

I just found out that I can follow my own blog. I was actually considering it (my self esteem increases as the number of followers increase) then I decided against it because (1) I lied about my self esteem being directly proportional to the number of followers and (2) I currently have 15 followers and if I became a follower that would increase the total to 16 but I don't like the number 16 hence will keep it at 15.

2010-02-16T22:33:00.000-08:00

My brother said he doesn't like the word 'randomosity' and prefers 'randomness'. So, thanks to him, I have changed SPACEOUT: Absolute Randomosity to...

(climax)...
SPACEOUT: Absolute Randomness

(applause)

2010-02-16T16:58:00.000-08:00

You know those moments in comic books when someone's holding a tray of eggs or something very fragile and very breakable, and has a sudden and overwhelming urge to scratch his or her nose but can't afford to due to a possibility of dropping that tray of eggs?

Well, it happens to me. Under no other circumstances do I feel a need to scratch my nose (sometimes my ears). Only when I'm carrying a heavy box with breakable items inside, or like last week, when I was carrying a large dish of sliced potatoes, do I feel a certain itch and the subsequent urge to relieve that itch.

Oh, the irony of it all.
Gah!

2010-02-14T07:58:00.000-08:00

I find that if we don't punctuate our sentences it seems like we're talking really quickly that there's no time to add full stops and commas and etc so it's as if we're out of breath or we just don't want any ideas to slip by into forgottenness hence we blurt everything out as fast as our mouths allow us and also another thing about not punctuating our supposed to be sentences is that I tend to read the text faster for some reason oh wait obviously since there are no commas or periods to tell our brains when to stop.

And.I.find.that.if.i.conveniently.place.fullstops.after.every.word.it's.as.if.I'm.talking.terribly.slowly.And.i.bet.you.are.reading.this.block.of.text.really.really.really.really.really.
really.really.slowly.too.because.the.periods.prompt.our.brain.to.pause.which.is.the.
purpose.of.fullstops.anyway.

2010-02-14T06:25:00.001-08:00

I just found out our (my family and me) maid's real name today. It's Wati, not Sri. And the whole time she's been with us (over 6 months), we've been calling her Sri.

Why, you may ask? Are we such ignorant, condescending people that we label our maid with whatever name we wish to call her cos we can't be bothered to find out her actual name and also just find one syllable words easier to call out instead of two? No.
It's cos the agent introduced her as Sri the day she arrived at our place. And she was too afraid to correct us. No wonder she sometimes doesn't respond when we call her!

O gosh. I feel quite bad. But I also find it highly amusing that she didn't tell us earlier.
I think I'll just call her "Kak" from now on.

2010-01-31T03:13:00.000-08:00

I have 4 pictures on one of the walls in my room. Two of them are drawings by 2 kids (5 and 7 years old) whom I teach in Sunday School. Lovely drawings. Sad to say that the only reason they drew 'em for me was to collect more Sunday School points!

Another drawing has two very cute cartoon soybeans on it. One bean says "I wanna be milk!" and the other one says "I wanna be a chicken sandwich!" Hahaha I found it so cute that I just HAD to print it out from the Net.

The 4th picture is an X-ray of my right finger.

2010-01-31T03:07:00.000-08:00

My family complains that I speak too loudly on the phone. I can't argue with that. But I can't help it sometimes (speak loudly, I mean. Not arguing). If the person on the other end of the line's voice is barely above a whisper, I feel like I have to talk loudly. I don't know why. And if the person is practically shouting, I TEND TO SPEAK LOUDLY TO MATCH THEIR TONE.

2010-01-28T04:47:00.000-08:00

I wouldn't want to have eyes at the back of my head. Besides it looking very strange, if they get itchy it would be very difficult to rub.

2010-01-28T04:39:00.000-08:00

We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn't a rock
It was a rock lobster!!

Rock Lobster by the B52s really is a brilliant song.

The first verse ! :

We were at a party
His ear lobe (seriously?!) fell in the deep
Someone reached in and grabbed it
It was a rock lobster

HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE!

2010-01-23T04:23:00.000-08:00

I'm having a tough time now, trying to come up with anything worth reading on this blog of mine. Usually, I'd only blog if I have something to write about but this time I asked Uncle Jhan if I could use his pc to update my blog but I really just wanted to check my mail and surf facebook.

Thanks Uncle!

2010-01-23T04:15:00.000-08:00

My mom and brother and Joanna claim that I'm the blondest of the blondes. If I was blonde. Well, Joy and I 'are'.
But I'm not dumb. I just have my 'moments'.

Last week, after one of my moments, my mom said "Come let's go dye your hair tomorrow" (hint!) and I said "What but I don't need/want to dye my hair" then Luke sighed and shouted "BLONDE"!
I got it only after Luke said that haha.

2010-01-16T07:01:00.000-08:00

Me: Josh, I have a confession to make.
Josh: Mmm?
Me: Remember when we rode the ghost train in Australia years ago?
Josh: Yeah?
Me: I kept my eyes closed the whole time.
Josh: ......
Josh: SO DID I !!!!!!!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

2010-01-11T18:27:00.000-08:00

I don't know if you've noticed but in my recent posts, I've been using Trebuchet font style instead of the Arial font style I'd been using all along. Arial was getting really boring. And the word 'trebuchet' looks and sounds cool, doesn't it? Sounds like a French word! Maybe it is. But it doesn't sound good when I say it cos I try say it like how a French would say it but it sounds horribly nasal. Maybe it sounds good only when a French person says it.

2010-01-10T23:30:00.000-08:00

On the 29th last month, Joyousness made some really cute cupcakes for my brother's 12th birthday. They were divine! Anyway I saw a half eaten cupcake, and peered closely to examine it- I could make out what looked like a dog's face. More specifically a poodle's face:

Can you see it? It has two eyes, a nose, and a mouth! I found this hilarious.
There's this term I had learned during Critical Thinking Skills last semester-Misperception of random data. Our brain has a need to see meaning and order in EVERYTHING, even in things that don't make sense. As a result, our brain tends to 'see' meaningful patterns even when there's none. I guess I can put this term to use in the above picture!

But I think that even the highest minds wouldn't be able to put meaning to this picture haha!

2010-01-10T05:45:00.000-08:00

You know how some people count sheep to try fall asleep? Well,I tried. Didn't work.
Sheep counting is apparently supposed to lull you to sleep with the boring repetitiveness of counting sheep jumping over a fence.
It had the opposite effect on me. My sheep didn't seem to want to jump over the fence at equal time intervals. Some jumped over too quickly. Some refused to jump. A few just floated in mid air for some reason (I think there was helium filled between their curls of wool). Others thought they were taking part in some sheep hurdles competition hence tried overtaking other sheep in their bid to win.
Because of that, I ended up being even more awake.

At least Efafuma the sheep was well-behaved

2010-01-10T05:43:00.000-08:00

Hahaha. Caught in the act, Wilbur!

2010-01-10T03:38:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, I went to visit about 70 Burmese children, as part of a social visit arranged by the lecturers for those who took psychology as an elective last semester.
Anyway I was talking to someone, and over the course of our highly intelligently stimulating conversation about the chicken dance, he happened to look down at my feet. My left foot was covered by an orange sock, and the right by a purple one (I didn't know we had to take our shoes off before entering the place, or else I would've worn slippers instead).

Then he asked me if I wear pants and t-shirts with different coloured sides and a whole lot of other nonsense like that but I said I like to keep that asymmetrical look to a minimum. Then we talked about how half a smile and half an upside down smile would look like this :S which I don't think is possible to do even if you practiced in the mirror every day for 11 and a half years.

2010-01-10T03:14:00.000-08:00

I'm sure you all have heard about the very recent attacks on a few of the churches here in Malaysia. Well on the way to church today my mother told me that one of the churches that got pretty badly damaged has received half a million ringgit in compensation. PTL! (Praise the Lord)

Later on, during our Sunday service, Pastor Roy also mentioned this, but where my mum said half a million ringgit, Pastor said 500,000 instead. When he said that, I turned to my mother who was sitting next to me and said,

Me: I thought you said half a million??
Mother: Yes, and 500,000 is...?
Me: It's... Oh.

Then I gave my mother a big grin :D

It took me a while to figure out that 500,000 is the same as half a million. For a second I thought it was less because of the 'thousand' in 500,000 and the 'million' in half a million.
Haha

2009-12-12T06:42:00.000-08:00

As you can see, I totally take up the dining table when it's study time!
Unfortunately, this is the neatest I can manage.

2009-12-12T06:30:00.000-08:00

Uhh, you may have to enlarge the picture to see what's written in the speech bubbles

I get pretty easily bored right after exams...
See, I even drew a picture to illustrate what happens after every one of my final papers

By the way, I sat for my 2nd semester finals, and my last paper finished yesterday at 6pm. I got home, didn't know what to do so stoned for a bit, then drew this picture. I get bored because I get so accustomed to studying the whole day over the course of the exams (and before exams) that, once it's over, I come home then think, "Uhh. Now what"

2009-12-09T07:18:00.000-08:00

In case you couldn't see the E clearly in the previous post:

2009-12-09T06:54:00.000-08:00

.I can spell L-O-V-E with my toes!! Well, I tried anyway.

L

O

V

and... E!!!

E was most difficult to do.. I don't know know if you can see it, but I can. Woo!

2009-12-08T05:42:00.000-08:00

Another difference between college life and my old school life (note, I went to an Indian international school so it is slightly different from your good ol government school):

School friend (calls me up a day before finals exams for the semester): Hey, when did you start studying for tomorrow's paper?
Me: Uh, 3 days ago
Friend: Oh dear, that's kinda last minute :S

College friend (calls me up a day before finals exams for the semester): Hey, when did you start studying for tomorrow's paper?
Me: Uh, 3 days ago
Friend: Wah, so early!!

2009-12-02T21:31:00.000-08:00

I hope the CS addicts whom I blogged about in the previous post and who were sitting next to me didn't see that post. In the lab right now (it's the next day) and there's another one of those fellows. Oh no. He stopped playing for a while. Maybe he was looking over at my screen!!! Ah! Maybe he's looking at what I'm typing right now!!! AAAAAAAAAAA but I can't stop or look at him to see if he's looking at my screen in case he wasn't actually looking at my screen but gets suspicious if I look at him! OH nooooo

2009-12-01T21:35:00.000-08:00

"Heeyer, COPYCAT err!!". The latest exclaimation of one of the CS addicts here.

Another one: " Wa Wa Wa Wa Sniper hor"

2009-12-01T21:23:00.000-08:00

Sitting in the college computer lab right now feeling bored out of my skull. There are three fellows to my left ALL playing counter strike. They seem to feel a need to express their sheer delight at gunning down their enemies, banging their fists on the table and squealing in delight. Squealing. And when they get shot they go "AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUU' then swear in words I don't understand probably because they're Chinese words.

I find it quite amusing actually

Of the 37 people in the lab, 14 of them are playing counter strike, 2 are playing some other strange computer game, and the rest are either on Facebook or working on assignments. How do I know this? I'm sitting at the back row so I can see what everyone's doing on their computers bahahahaha!

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2009-11-28T06:57:00.001-08:00

|- Poorni -| says:
LOL
i wasnt thinking of it like that until you said it
pff
*t
Alessandra says:
haha
hey dont you pfft me
i pffft you back lol
|- Poorni -| says:
hahahhaa
i tried saying pfft
sounded funny
lol
Alessandra says:
i think it sounds more like 'poof'
|- Poorni -| says:
lmao
it does actually
Alessandra says:
but i guess that word is reserved for when someone disappears
"POOF!'

2009-11-26T08:04:00.000-08:00

My mother says that I can't eat with a plate. She says I need to use a tray when I have lunch or dinner. Well, it's not my fault food occasionally misses my mouth or somehow flies off my plate and onto my place mat (sometimes outside the place mat). I really don't know how that happens. I think it happens only when my eagle-eyed mom and brother (one of them. The other two are in their own worlds) are around. Maybe I get so nervous at the thought of them watching me eat that my hand-mouth coordination goes a bit off-course.

2009-11-26T08:02:00.000-08:00

There's a pesky mozzie buzzing around me now. Thinking of splitting it open using one of the cactus thorns (gotta catch the darn thing first, though).

2009-11-26T07:40:00.000-08:00

My Aunty asked me what I'd like as a birthday present. I told I'd like to have a little cactus to place in my bedroom and to put a little sombrero hat on.
I got the cactus!! Now I need to look for a little sombrero to fit over one of its little arms.

I don't have any photos of the cactus yet, but I'll upload em once I do.
Happy, happy, joy, joy!

2009-11-22T05:33:00.000-08:00

I didn't know I had a cousin named Michael. Found about a week ago. He's in his 20s and lives in Aussieland. Met him and his family for the first time last week, when they came down for a relative's birthday bash. Anyway, Michael's dad, being Aussie, spoke with a strong Aussie accent. When the family came over that day, I asked them what they'd like to drink. Michael's dad, Uncle John, said, "Have a guess" but I it sounded like "I'll have a Giss" so I thought Giss was a type of alcoholic drink since it sounded a bit like Guiness so I replied "Sorry, I don't think we have that". Haha.

2009-11-11T07:17:00.000-08:00

To UJ: I'm writing this post while you're driving back with little Jake so you can read this when you get back haha!

2009-11-11T06:34:00.000-08:00

I broke a lamp today, It was green in colour, which is why I'm writing this post in green.
Lovely lamp, it was. Until I accidentally shattered it into a few hundred pieces

2009-11-11T06:11:00.000-08:00

Josh: (invades half my chair space) Move up
Shawa: Big butt
Josh: No you
Shawa: No, ************(not his real name) has the biggest
JoshNShawa: Yeah
Shawa: Yours is like a plank of wood
Josh: Plank of STEEL
Shawa: Skateboard
Josh: Surf board
Shawa: Wall.
Josh: Ok what are we even playing?

2009-11-10T07:34:00.000-08:00

You know that game that only bendy people are capable of winning? Limbo? Well, if you know it then you'd know that everyone shouts 'How low can you/he/she go'. Well, up till quite recently (a few years back), I had always thought that everyone was saying "Hello, candy, go!"

2009-11-09T06:03:00.000-08:00

I've been scratching the back of my ear for the past 32 minutes. Why, you may or may not ask. It's itchy, i may or may not reply. Why is it itchy, you may or may not ask. I dunno, probably a mosquito bit me, i may or may not reply. Why would a mosquito bite you, you may or may not ask. Because they are wretched creatures, i may or may not reply. If you ask me why they are wretched creatures, I will not answer you because that's a silly question.

2009-11-09T05:53:00.000-08:00

Two of the best birthday presents I had this year:

1. Danish butter cookies from my parents ( I asked for this. I now keep them by my bedside as midnight snacks woo! )
2. Three pairs of the softest, most comfortable socks to have ever covered my feet (from my grandparents)

Oh. I had other awesome presents too
As well as some interesting ones... (courtesy of Yy and Jy!)

2009-11-09T05:39:00.000-08:00

This December, my church's youth group/Sunday school will be putting on something special for Christmas. Anyway, we need to perform this song 'O Little Town of Bethlehem'. That means I have to sing :( Aaaaauuuuuugggghhhhhhhhhhhhh.

My friend called me up this afternoon saying that she's forgotten how to sing the song and could i please sing it to her over the phone.

I did. Halfway. Then I felt embarrassed so just hummed the second half. While self-consciously humming the tune, the phone got cut. I didn't realize till i finished my rendition of the song haha.

Even my dear friend had enough of my singing :S
I now feel mortified to have put her ears through such pain.

2009-11-04T21:46:00.000-08:00

Billy: I think-
Mandy: No, you don't.

From the Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy (one of Luke's favourite shows. I think the show's creators had Luke in mind while creating the show haha).

I found this line really funny. And so true. Cos Billy never thinks, from what i gather whenever i pass through the TV room where my brothers are sprawled across the floor/couch like zombies watching Billy stick his bum into fans while studying (working his butt off).

SpaceOut

Domo the skilled tree-climber

'Luke quick what's 7x8?''Uh (pause) 7 x 8 is (stalling for time)... 52!!''NO WAIT! 42! (long pause)... PLUS 14!

'Luke quick what's 7x8?'
'Uh (pause) 7 x 8 is (stalling for time)... 52!!'
'NO WAIT! 42! (long pause)... PLUS 14!