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

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"

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

.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!

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!!

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

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

Another one: " Wa Wa Wa Wa Sniper hor"

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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|- 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!'

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.

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).

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!

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.

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!

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

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?

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!"

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.

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!)

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.

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).

Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes I know I haven't updated in ages! This is what happens when you attend a college where public hols are replaced on a saturday. Then again, I think it's reallt because I'm not getting enough motivation from you people! Does it really take much to push me to update? Baha

Yesterday night, I went through an A-Z list of phobias with my father and Uncle Jude. There are some hilarious ones on the list!! I feel very sorry for those who suffer from any one of the following phobias:

• Arithmophobia- Fear of numbers
• Cacophobia- Fear of ugliness
• Chromophobia- Fear of colours. Poor thing
• Chronomentrophobia- Fear of clocks.
• Genuphobia- Fear of knees. The poor fellow won't even be able to look below his waist for fear of hyperventilating
• Koinoniphobia- Fear of rooms. I wonder how they manage
• Pteridophobia- Fear of ferns
• Octophobia- Fear of the figure 8. Hahahaha! My dad, my uncle, and I couldn't get over this one

And my favourite:

• Barophobia- Fear of Gravity. (Oh no, we can't fall off the edge of the earth, gravity's holding us back! Oh crap, if i jump up I'll have to come down!! Auuuuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhh)

Do i have any fears? Well, I'm sometimes afraid of getting something stuck in my teeth without me realizing, then going round talking to hundreds of people. Dunno if you'd call that a phobia, though. Oh, I dislike spiders and bees. There was this one time when there was a spider on the toilet seat in my bathroom. I managed to flush it down the toilet, but I didn't use my bathroom for the whole day, just in case the spider emerged from the toilet bowl alive and vengeful!

Did you knowww... thatyoucanplaypictionaryonline?
Baha i bet you are annoyed now (cos i removed the spacings to "that you can play pictionary online'?), cos I get annoyed when people do that lol.

so yes, Luke introduced me to this site, OMGPOP! where you can play this game called 'Draw My Thing", basically online pictionary. So, Luke, Zac, and I (Josh joined later) decided to go against each other. Me, on my laptop in my room, and Luke/Zac, on the Dell in the computer room. (The com room and my room are separated by the TV room).

I was reminded once again (by DrawMyThing) what a hopeless drawer I am. I have proof:

Little. I drew a big guy next to the little one and circled the little one. this wasn't too bad, actually. I was quite pleased with this drawing though i think you guys beg to differ.

Blindfold. The boys said 'ninja'. Woatahh!


Green card. I understand why my bros couldn't guess this one, but how else would you draw a green card?? The thing on the right is supposed to be a 6 of hearts (okok i know it looks like a deformed face but i didn't have time to make it look fancy). I drew that to show that the green thing to the left is also a card!

Bowling. My bros thought the bowling ball was a mushroom :(

Cookie monster. Haha

I have one more picture to add. The best one yet. Gotta upload it to my laptop first though. Agahh (Yes, Luke. Bob and the Apple agahh)

Just now, during one of our family dinner sessions, we were talking about how different shapes could be a result of the shapes of food we eat and how some people are all rounded fat, the fat being evenly distributed throughout their bodies, (nicely covered) while some others have fat concentrated in their stomachs, and everywhere else is slim.

(and Josh says there are two types of fats: lumpy and round)

Anyway. So you know what Luke said? if you eat durian you will have a pokey stomach. BAHA!

I like seeing shocked expressions on people's (even animal's) faces.
I like to see how high their eyebrows go! Some go so high they look like they're ascending to heaven haha.

I found some pics on the web that made me laugh and sometimes go 'Aww'




I've always found these dogs ( are they pugs?) cute

At the bottom of each post, are the timings of when i publish the posts. If you notice, the timings are at extremely random hours when no person in his or her right mind would even blog.

Eg:
5.46 am
6.09 am
4.31 am
4.55 am

Just to let you know, these timings are wrong; I am always asleep and dreaming of random crap at those times. Basically, I DO NOT blog at those times. Don't want you to think I'm some insomniac or nocturnal with a cup of coffee in one hand and an apple in the other, ( and holding up my eyelids with clothes pegs) who has nothing better after midnight and before the crack of dawn, than to blog rubbish

I'm right now thinking of anything remotely eventful to share with you people.

Thinking..


Still thinking...






Still thinking...





GAAHHHH

EGAD!

I would like to show you The Cutest Scariest Thing EVER:




My little cousin Joseph wearing a mask (obviously) !
He found this mask in Luke's room. My dad bought the mask for Luke but Luke probably found it scary and put it away. Joseph however, would not take the mask off and tried scaring everyone who came to our house that day haha!

By the way, this mask on a little 4 year old may be cute, but the mask on an adult is downright scary!

I have to confess. When I ask someone a question, I sometimes forget to listen to the reply! (Ok, many of you, especially my family, would have already figured this out, but i just feel a need to admit this, not to mention apologize!)
This has happened on numerous occasions, mind you.
Some instances:

1. Yesterday, i asked Aunty Cyn if she had finished with the butter, and she said 'not yet, i haven't buttered the other one yet', but i happily put it back in the fridge and without hearing the reply and then Aunty said 'hey' and laughed and had to repeat herself again which is why i know what she said the first time.

2. If my mom or grandma ask me to get something for them which is in another room, i ask them where it is and forget to listen to their reply, therefore have no idea where to look for the thing.

3. I ask my brothers how their day was and what they did but forget to listen to what they are saying due to zoning out and hence have no idea how their day went!

There are many, many, many more instances.

I don't know why, but eating apple when I'm hungry makes me even hungrier.

Person1: Have a nice day :)
Person2: DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

A family of nuts throwing coconuts at coconuts

I have a mouse. It's yellow and it's body lights up when i stick it's tail into my laptop. Haha. See?

Woo! I've finally managed to transfer images and clips from my phone to my laptop. You know what that means? Yes, it means more pictures to put up here!

You know how high mosquitoes are on my "List of Things That Do Not Make Me Happy" aka " List of Things I Don't Like", right? (They are the first on my non-existent list, just in case you thought this was a rhetorical question. It's not. A rhetorical question, i mean). One of reasons why I'm not very fond of them- They make me do this (refer to picture below) almost EVERY NIGHT:


And because I've covered my feet, at night they go for my face!
Auuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Gah! The previous post was in purple font and so was the font before that!
Auuuuuuggh.

My friend, Joyous, bakes these AWESOME cupcakes with really cute icing. I will upload pics of her cupcakes once i get the pics (Joyous, this is a hint for you!). If you guys wanna order (for reasons such as your little 5 year old cousin's birthday party or if you are selfish, for yourself. Haha, Ok, that wouldn't make you a selfish person. Don't get insulted or offended please) , GO RIGHT AHEAD. Well, let me know and i will tell Joy and see how to follow up from there.

Oh yes. I need to upload some pictures to show you. I will soon.

Yes yes yes it's been a while since my last post. So much to write but it's kinda jamming my brain and hindering the thinking process so now i have nothing to write. Gah! Zac is on my bed now in his checkered pajamas. He and Josh just came back from a cricket tournament in singapore so now they are stoning slightly.

What was it what was it what was it what was it that i wanted to write about? Darn it i don't remember. I need like a memory chair or something that would help store all the posts i wanna put up here. My memory chair would be a turquoise chair with hints of bronze curls. And a pic of BOB (blue font) at the top right corner of the back of the chair. And it would have to be a comfortable chair with a food and drinks holder on both sides. All i'd have to do is sit on the chair and WHOOOOSH all the post ideas come flooding back to my mind and an invisible light bulb will appear above my head as i go "Oh! Now i remember!!"

Hahaha! My uncle (the one who doesn't know his prime numbers) can't spell very well either!
He told me I spelled 'procrastinate' wrongly. I asked him how I had spelled it. He said 'cRas'. I told him it's correct. He said it's wrong. We then conferred with my grandmother and she said 'CRAS' is correct.

So for those of you who don't know how to spell that word, it's

PROCRASTINATE

not

procastinate or pocrastinate or procrastinat or pocastinate.......

OK, I'm a bit lazy to update. But that's what you have to deal with when you come across procrastinators! SO deal with it haha!

Look, I'm flying!

Ohoh i have to tell you this.. My friend Joyous forgot (or just didn't know, haha) how to spell ostrich.

She was chatting with her sis, Joanna, and she asked me how to spell ostrich

Joy: Alessandrosans, how do you spell ostrich? Is it O-S-T-R-I-G-E?
Me: Hahahahahahahaha no it's O-S-T-R-I-C-H, Joyous!
Joy: What, really?? But everyone pronounces it as 'ostrige' so i figured that's how you spell it!.

Hahaha. (By the way Joyousness, this post is in pink font cos i know you like pink)
:)

After i turn 17, which is soon, i'll be able to get a license to drive!
Why do we say driving license, and not license to drive?

I mean, James Bond had a License to Kill.
That dude on that Asian cooking channel has got a License to Grill.
So we should have a License to Drive.

:)

Josh: I don't like having to repeat myself.
Mama: Huh?
Josh: I don't like having to repeat myself

Haha!

Dang it. A mosquito bit the tip of my nose!
Now it's itchy :(

I have a yellow mouse. It's body lights up when i stick it's tail into my laptop. Haha

Josh: Can you believe that guy? It's 34 degrees and he's wearing a sweater!
Me: Well, he's got no fat on his body
Zac: But I don't even wear a jacket when it's 40 degrees!
Zac: Ok, i just realized 40 is more than 34.

An example of our family's typical dinner conversation.

Soyabean1: I wanna be milk!
Soyabean2: I'm gonna be a chicken sandwich!

I used to think that if i raised my shower handle really, really, really, really high, the water would stop falling at a point above ground. I stopped thinking that.

Hello

Ohoh lemme tell you bout these dreams i used to have.

In my dreams, if we needed to go somewhere, and my parents weren't around to drive me and my brothers (who i dunno why but were ALWAYS in the car too!), it was always my brother (Josh) OR my grandmother (Mum) who'd drive us around. And it's always the 9 year old Josh (15 now) driving.

Since 9 year old Josh was too short to look over the steering wheel, he had to sit on a cushion and drive really slowly. In real life, my grandmother doesn't have a driving license, so in my dreams, she had to drive slowly too haha!

Dreams are strange. Most are highly entertaining.

Helloo

Last week, I took a one-night job at Ikea. They needed people for the stock take and data entry, and paid 8 bucks an hour. From 9PM to 7AM. I was broke so i happily signed up for the job. (Actually, i didn't sign up directly, my Aunty did it for me haha).

Anyway, i had a good time. I didn't have to use MS-Excel, thank God. Instead, i got to count lights in the Lights Dept. Woo! Had to write down each item's article number, racking no, description, and quantity. Counted over 60 different types of lights.

I managed to stay awake the whole time. When i came home i slept at 9AM.. till 5PM. Yeah, i managed to do a good bit of catching up!

I never like passing through sensors. Well, they're not actually called sensors. You know, the tall devices on both sides of an entrance/exit that detect metal items (in airports) or items with tags still on them (in malls). I don't really know what they are called. Maybe beepers or detecting devices. Anyway

I always think the 'sensors' will beep whenever I pass through them. I just have this subconscious thought that the sensors just don't like me and want to get me into trouble, even though i know very well I'm not carrying unbought (yes, that is not even a word) items from a shop (or hiding nunchucks and spikes in my pockets when I'm in an airport).

I just don't like passing through them.

Pineapple

Oops the second picture didn't appear. They came from this family:

Can't be bothered to tell you about my new pet dinosaurs. But i will show you what they look like:


And they came from this family:







:

I have got two pet dinosaurs. I will tell you about them tomorrow.

Ohoh their heads bob up and down!
And left and right too!

I'm reading this AWESOME book right now. It's called The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time. It's hilarious! The author writes in such a way that the main character, a 15-year old Special Needs kid (he has Asperger's Syndrome), writes in first person, so the way he writes is basically how a special needs child would view life and whatnot. It's refreshing, funny, random, insightful (everything i like in a book!). It's a fantastic book seriously, so GO OUT, GET A COPY, AND READ IT.














An example of how random it is- The character doesn't like composite numbers, so he labels the chapters in prime numbers!

And reading this book has led me to a startling discovery...

Me: ... So this character labels the chapters in prime numbers! Oh and my saxophone teacher knows i don't practice at home haha.
Father: How many times do you practice a week?
Me: Once or twice.
Father: Since you're on holiday now, start with 5 this week, then go on to 7, then 13. Ha! I know my prime numbers!
Me: You missed 11
(Everyone who hears starts laughing)

Later...

Me: I found out Papa doesn't know his prime numbers hahaha
Uncle1: What's a prime number?
Me (to another Uncle): Uncle, what are the first few prime numbers?
Uncle2: HUH. I only know even and odd numbers la

...That either these three men and those in their generation never learned their prime and composite numbers, or these three just never studied haha.

I'm very thirsty now. But i'm upstairs and the drinks are downstairs and i'm too lazy to go downstairs, have a drink and come back upstairs. Crisis!

I just finished my exams yesterday, so today is the start of a much needed two week break. As always, I tend to laze around on the first day. Woke up at 1.22 today. Whenever i start a day off late, i feel very lethargic and lazy but also hyper :S

So today i thought i'd spend some valuable time taking weird facebook tests to entertain myself.

Here's some tests I took and their corresponding results:

1. Which Transformer are You?

Answer: Jetfire! Actually, that was the answer i got after retaking the test. The first i got was Megatron (!), which i felt TOTALLY wasn't me haha. But Jetfire?? Luke says it's pretty accurate as he's clumsy and forgetful and strange. Gah. Oh well. I can accept that. Except the old part though :)

2. What's Your Geek Level?

Answer: 4/10- Daydreamer. Yeah, i would say that. Luke got 8/10 BAHA

3. What's your Hippie Name?

Answer: Revolutionary Breeze. "Its all about your own little world inside your head and a vivid imagination." Oooo I like :) I like the word 'revolutionary' and i also like the word 'breeze'. I like cool breezes; they make me feel happy.

4. What's your Native American Name?

Answer: Moon Willow. Oooo I like that too

5. What random object are you?

Answer: An ink pen. Yeah i guess that's random. I was hoping for pineapple though

I am in an environmental mood now so i am typing in green font.

I want to tell you what happened to me on Friday night. First of all, my family and i recently moved to some place in PJ. Where it is MOSQUITO INFESTED. Seriously, I was covered in mozzie bites from my forehead to the bottom of my feet on the first day itself! As a result, I've been wearing long pants with socks (mismatched) every single night.

Then one fine day, Grandpa brought us the ultimate weapon- a badminton racket-looking mosquito KILLER. It's got this electric fence where the strings of a badminton racket would be. It kills mosquitoes by cooking them and pumping 9 volts into their wretched bodies, making them EXPLODE! into a million pieces. This happens when you turn the power on of course.

So getting back to what i was actually trying to say, on Friday night I thought i'd go on a sort of a mosquito massacre. The casualties amounted to an impressive 2-digit total. Anyway, I used the racket for quite a while.

Then after a while, my hand suddenly felt charged. I am not kidding. My nerves and muscles felt clenched, and then i got this humungous bruise on my hand! It's the bit of flesh that's in between your thumb and your wrist (is there a name for it?). It looked like a swollen plum. I got a bit scared and refused to wash my hands in water for a while (just in case i get an electric shock haha).
I couldn't write, either. It felt like there was a slight force pulling my hand back, preventing me from taking IT notes haha.

My arm's okay now. I am never using that mosquito thing again, though. I'll get my brothers to do the killing instead.

You know sometimes when you look at a word for a really time it starts to look really strange and sounds funny when you mentally repeat it in your head? Try it and see.. I was looking at words like

• Challenge, and
• Great

And they started looking funny and i started to doubt, for a second, whether they were actual words that had meaning. There are other words that have this effect on me too but i can't recall any right now.

If God asked me if there was one thing that i would want destroyed, i would say, without a moment's hesistation,

MOSQUITOES

Wretched bloodsuckers

I composed a song! In a family of musically-inclined people (this does not include me. Right now I'm a musician in the making (: ), I of all people managed to write a song.

Okay, it consists of only 4 lines, but it's quite catchy.

Okay. 4 words. Still catchy though.

I'm not going to type it down because i know someone will see it and try pass it off as their own song (I know, GASP!).
I'm pretty proud of my song ( even though some of you may not even call it a song)

I'm gonna sing it OUT LOUD today to p!!s off my brothers
hahahaha (evil)

Whoa. 49 posts in April alone. That's more than one a day.
I must've been really jobless

I think I'm about to die of happiness.
I have 7 followers!
WooHoo!

I hope you don't mind putting up with extreme lameness and stupidity. Then again, if you minded you wouldn't be 'following' me. So thanks, you tolerant 7 :)

Over the past few weeks, I've been constantly thinking about my friends in STD 10 in that uber cool school of ours. Been thinking how we were a lot like a family, even with some of the teachers (I bet the first that comes to you guys' mind is Soumya Sir!)
I miss you guys, ALL you guys (though it was the girls who made up 90% of our class haha. Poor Varun, Viren, and JUN MIN). So, if any of you ( i.e, std 10 family ONLY) are reading this post right now, I miss you all, and if it's possible, SEND ME YOUR CONTACT DETAILS :)

I know most of you are in another country, but i wanna keep in touch with you people :)

And now I don't know how to end this post, so I will just say

PIneapple.

I hope you guys know who Gene Simmons (I think that's how you spell it) is. He's the FUNNIEST strange guy ever (not to mention he's the the tongue-flashing lead singer of KISS). He's got his own reality show, which airs on Channel V if I'm not mistaken. I've only seen a few episodes, but, from what i gather, he's pretty eccentric, he loves his family, despises people who smoke, and bribes people with WADS OF CASH when necessary.

There was one scene when Gene's daughter asked him for permission to go for a fashion shoot in Paris:

Gene's daughter: Dad, a photographer approached me today and asked if i could model some outfits for a fashion shoot. May I?
Gene: But you're only 14.
Gene's D: I know but... (bla bla bla)
Gene: Where is it?
Gene's D: In Paris
Gene: Ok, we'll all go to Paris then.
Gene's Son: Oh, I can't go to Paris, I need to go to London to meet a friend
Gene: Ok.

Just like that!


I watched another episode where Gene had to play in a father-daughter volleyball tournament with his daughter. He pretty much sucked and they were losing badly.

Gene (to the girl in the other team): Wanna earn 100 bucks?
Girl: Ummmm...
Gene: FALL DOWN

I couldn't get over it. Still can't, actually.

Finally.

I thought that the day I get a lava lamp would be the day potatoes come alive, grow legs, and march out of the house. I got a lava lamp, but thankfully the potatoes are still lifeless and leg-less (That would never happen anyway, since the legs they grow would be too thin and twiggy to support their round potato body).

So yes, I've got a lava lamp! Thanks to my Uncle, who kindly passed me his lava lamp. It's been inactive for donkey years so i need to dust it and plug it in. Me being allergic to dust gives me a good excuse to get someone else to dust the thing.

WooHoo!

Oh now I remember! You guys are my blog readers. WooHoo!

Not customers; my apologies :)

I’m baaack.

It’s been 41 days since my last post (!), which is the current age of my father (ha).

I wish i could say i have so much to write, what with not blogging for 40 days,but sadly, my mind is blank. My friend (Ipsi ) said my brain is slow hahahaha.

It's not. It just tends to take frequents breaks.

So, all of you who have been bugging me to start blogging again, here you go :) I actually feel a bit rusty! from not blogging for so long. So if you can sense this rustiness by reading my blog, please bear with me for a while. OR ELSE. (ok, i cant exactly threaten/blackmail you in this case, otherwise i'd lose you customers*, but I've always wanted to type those words in capslock)

* Ok, you aren't customers but I can't think of the right word at the moment.

I have a friend. She's terrified of dogs. One day, my friend saw a little dog running towards her. She went hysterical, crying without tears. I was in hysterics, laughing till there were tears in my eyes.

Friend, I think i know what to get you for your birthday!

I get pretty annoyed when flyer-people hand out flyers or brochures to random people to whom the product is not targeted.

Today, when I was at Megamall, some lady was trying to hand me a flyer about hair growth for those with balding heads, receding hairlines, or naked heads. As if i need that product. Maybe my dad does :), but i sure don't.

I caught a glimpse of the poster near the lady promoting the product. It stated that different types of baldness (or other hair problems) are associated with one's blood type. For example, if you have a big bald spot in the middle of your head, you are likely to have blood type O.
Weird.

This is it. My 100th post.
WooHooooooooooo!

Yes, it has been a while.
Yes, I've been very busy.
Yes, the world is not flat as we once believed it to be.

No, I do not believe in unicorns (EXCEPT Charlie and the two creepy unicorns
And yes, IT'S MY 99TH POST!

Right now, the song 'Super freak', sung by some dude is playing in my head. Over and over again, like a song on 'repeat' on an iPod playlist.

Almost every day, there would be a song stuck in my head. It's like chewing gum that refuses to detach from your shoe; you can't get it out no matter how hard you try (Don't know if that's a good comparison but, oh heck).
If it's a good song, then it's fine. But if it's a song like 'You're Beautiful' by James Blunt, or any Miley Cyrus/High school musical song, then it's a problem. You have to go through absolute torture just trying to get rid of the song, and even the really awesome songs can't defeat it.

I sometimes like to imagine that when I drink a cool drink, the liquid goes, "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" as it slides past my throat right down to the storage pack (my bladder);
and when i eat food that's difficult to digest, the food bits would say, "Man, i think we've hit a roadblock here", along the twisted path of my intricately-formed insides.

O gosh my sides are aching from laughing so hard. Josh, who i honestly feel has nothing better to do in his spare time, showed me some emoticons (or whatever you call it) he made up:

<3 - Butt Hat (the angular bracket is the hat). Most of us would see it and use it as a heart, but not him.

3:) - Butt Face

33 - Bum Bum. hahaha

:3 - I forgot what this is. Or maybe this is butt face

And last but not least,

3E - Butt five. The capital E is a square ass. I told him nobody has a square ass but he said got, if he/she sits too long.

My dearest friend Hema, instead of saying, "Send me the link", she said "Lend me the sink." Haha! Well, she actually didn't say it out loud ( she thought it), but i found it so hilarious that i laughed till tears rolled down my cheeks and my stomach felt like it had a corset wrapped tightly around it. Ok that's not true. I couldn't laugh so hard as we were in a restaraunt and i was very hungry (laughing might've given me appendicitis!).

Lend me the sink. Haha!

This is my 95th post wooHoo!

It's been a while since the last update. This is the problem when you read other people's blogs and not focus on posting some for others to read. Then there's college too. I've got an IT test test tomorrow - about 25 questions from 5 chapters (or lecture weeks) adding up to a measly 5% of the overall 100%. Gah!

Several people asked me to attend some orientation night this Thursday. For those of you who don't know what orientation night is, well... I can't help you as i myself don't know what the heck it's about. Someone said it's basically a night of 'getting to know' the other students of the same intake. And that there will be free food too.

I won't go. I mean, wouldn't i just be paying 10 valuable bucks to mingle with people i will be seeing every day for the next 300 over days?
(This is a rhetorical question, so those of you think otherwise, keep it to yourself please (: )

In one of my previous posts, I mentioned me not being a very impressive painter. My attempt at painting a girl with lollipop-limbs ended up looking like a Roboduck!

Allow me to show you:

HAHAHA

Just call me Picasso :)

8 posts till my 100th post! It's a huge milestone for me, i would say as big a milestone as Obama's 100th day as US president or Muttiah Muralitharan getting his 700th wicket.

So, 8 posts to go; prepare for utter randomness!

BAHAHAHA

On second thought, I won't be random. I'll spare you some oh-that's-so-lame groans as well as serious eye-rolling.


..............

HA!! FOOLED YOU (i hope)!

Of course I'll be random! How can my blog be Absolute Randomisity if it's not absolutely random?

I'm now sitting through an IT lab session, thought I'd bond with the internet.

WooHoooo

Oh dear. Everyone's getting up to leave. I better go too.

Hey, you followers. I hope you are actually following my blog! Otherwise it's just a waste of time, happily crapping away to No One. Then I'd just have No One as a follower.

Wanna see a photo of me?

Well, too bad. I can show you one of the back of my DIY shoes, though.

Woohoo!

Okay fine, I'll show one of myself

Too bad the orange is blocking me.

The purpose of this blog is to make whoever's reading it feel happy. If I'm not fulfilling this purpose then, Dang It!

Neermind whether some are funny while others aren't.
Even if a post is lame, if you can groan at the stupidity of it, it's good enough for me!

Am i a happy person, you may ask. Well, not always. But i try to be. Being sad/depressed/moody/etc just ages you and those around you, and you don't really see that there's so much to be happy for. And who wants premature wrinkles??

When you read my blog, THINK HAPPY. Happy is GOOD. Sad is Bad.

It's time to cut my toenails.

Guess what i learned today? When you order a large set meal at McDonald's, only the fries and drink get upsized. And all this time I thought this included the burger being upsized! My stomach was growling by 1.15 so i decided to treat it with a McValue lunch. When the waitress had asked me if i wanted a large set, I said yes thinking, "Well, I'm pretty famished, I'd definitely be able to chow down a larger-than-the-usual-medium burger.

I ended up finishing the not-so-large-but-actually-standard-size burger but left the coke and fries practically untouched. This caused Shaun (college mate) to ask why I hadn't ordered a medium instead. I told him i wanted a larger burger today. Haha! He then proceeded to explain that the burgers are standard size, but the drinks and fries vary in size.

I would've saved about RM 1.30 if i had ordered a medium. The things one can learn in (well, not exactly in) college.

I don't know why, but a lot of students tell their lecturers to check out their blogs. I guess that's okay, depending on what they write about. Pretty daft of them if they crap about a certain lecturer then ask that lecturer to 'check out my awesome blog!'. If some students use their blog as public diary, then wouldn't they feel awkward about the lecturers knowing about their personal lives? I'd find it an invasion of privacy! Well, if i was them. My blog is a different kind of crapping.

I guess different people have different purposes for writing blogs. I just wouldn't tell my lecturers (not that I'd would complain about any here though).

If I told my English lecturer, she'd just scan every post for grammatical/spelling errors. I've got my Grandma and mother to do that ( which i appreciate very much, of course ).

If I told my IT lecturer, he'd probably think, 'So this is what she means when she says she uses the computer a lot. I thought she research all the important stuff like the Digital Revolution la'.

If my Maths teacher found out, he'd probably say, 'This is what you do in your spare time! I thought you're the kind of person who uses her time wisely and solve Maths problems!'

Do you sometimes think about thinking? I do that all the time! Instead of thinking about something, i tend to think about thinking about that something. It sometimes feels like I'm doing reverse psychology on myself. Or is that an entirely different thing?

Aaauuuggghhh

There's actually a term for this 'thinking about thinking'. My Study Skills lecturer had mentioned it, but it sounded difficult to pronounce so i totally forgot it. I'll google it later.

Dog1: Do you have water in your ears?
Dog2: What??
Dog1: I said, do you have water in your ears?
Dog2: Whaat??
Dog1: I said, DO YOU HAVE WATER IN YOUR EARS??
Dog2: I can't hear you, i have water in my ears!!

(British dogs, hence British accents)

Some of my college administrators encourage us students to participate in as many clubs/activities as we can. As the head of the matriculation Center (I think he's the head) puts it - "It's not just about getting A's in exams, it's about developing your soft skills." Way to go, Mr. Head of the Matriculation Dept!

I've thus decided to sign up for a couple of clubs like CF, maybe dodgeball (I'm serious). I signed up for the (ok, not serious about the dodgeball) Community Service Sphere today after surviving a gruelling interview with the president of the Student Council.

How did one of my brothers respond when i broke the news to him? He played the punchline drum! You know, the drum sound that plays after a lame joke. You know what it sounds like, right?

If no, click here to find out!

( I actually wanted to fool you guys when you clicked on the 'click here' text. I was going to colour it hyperlink-blue and underline it, fooling you into thinking it was actually a link! Sadly, there is no underline icon here and therefore just have to provide the actual link. )

I wonder who started this LOL business

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Doesn't it look really odd, all the a's next to each other?

I'll try it out with different alphabets and see which looks the oddest:

• ssssssssssssssssssssssssss
• uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
• llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
• eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
• qqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq
• kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
• fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
• bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb
• ooooooooooooooooooooooo
• iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
• mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
• xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Ok they all look weird.
Maybe k looks funniest
Hey, come to think of it, they make a really good pattern when put together!