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>> Tuesday, 27 March 2007

Someone wants me to do this.
Visit SMKDJ forum!

Ok since I'm blogging I shall blog properly.
I got 15 in class, percentage 62.6. GOSH. Hmm I get 62.6 and I get 15. But in all ways I still dropped. My fault.Poh Hui got first.
Keira Knightley blend is difficult. Bleah.
Waning is obsessed with love the brain. Ooh seriously we are all so fascinating! How can a brain and a heart control us?! We are so rock.
We had a serious chat today. About love and hormone called dopamine. Love quotes for Waning from Wikipedia
Elizabeth Barret Browning's Poems. Ohh she's dead.
I decided to go to Leo I.U. I'm wasting my money. Never mind la, last year liao.
Ah, the term 'last year' is overused.
Well, not exactly. Because you cant do those things later next year. =(
I realized I hv two 16-years-old! xD I lead a double age life.
Ahh life is boorrring. Maybe because I dont find anything fun. =(
感情太单调;竟然是烦恼;如何是好?
JJ's 熟能生巧. That song is exaggerating, obviously, like he desperately need love. I'm not that desperate, of course, but hving someone *special* (cough) is more fun.
No, Iyin, and everyone else. I'm single. I hv no comment about it, of course.
Ok finally an unknown French is talking to me.

maia: hello
simo: *nudge* ca va
maia: you are..?
simo: tu pareles arabic (you ??? arabic)
maia: are you a french?
simo: yes (FINALLY an english word!)
maia: ohh bonjour =D
simo: bonjour (damn cold la this person)
maia: asl?
simo: moi simo. et toi (and you)
maia: i'm maia
simo: utilise la cam (definitely a guy -______-;;)
maia: sorry no webcam
simo: skyblog
maia: huh?
simo: ton foto (your photo)
maia: my display pic
maia: how old are you?
simo: 18 et toi
maia: i'm 16. i'm from malaysia. and i'm not a malay xD
simo: ton age (your age)
maia: 16. you're in college?
Pn. Tan seems to hv a pretty good mood these days.
They're not annoying, Waning. Well maybe a little during the early times but they're not annoying! I think they're nice to talk to. Especially Pn. Tan CK, about serious stuff. =D

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你貪慕虛榮嗎?

請想像一枚50仙硬幣,在紙上畫出它的大小,然后拿出實物比較跟你所畫的有以下哪種分別?
A)畫得比實際大
B)跟實際差不多
C)畫得比實際小
D)畫成另一形狀

A.腳踏實地
你的個性比較傳統和認真,較喜歡腳踏實地賺取一分一毫。雖然你很重視物質生活,無論做任何事情都渴望得到最高、最好的回報;但另一邊廂,尊嚴和骨氣對你亦同樣重要,如果要你出賣自尊來換取榮華富貴,你是絕對辦不到的。你寧願凡事出盡十二分力,來換取十分收穫,也不願意放下尊嚴,乞求逸榮。“貪”對于你而言,並不成立。


B.貪得有理
你為人比較實際,雖然認同金錢不是萬能,但卻深明沒錢便萬萬不能的道理。金錢對你十分重要,凡與賺錢有關的事,你便有興趣參與。當然,你絕對不會是個偷竊拐騙、搶奪劫舍的可惡小人,但只要是有利可圖而又不傷害人的話,你便會毫不猶豫地幹。自尊、身份對于你而言,根本不值分文,你認為只要有錢,便有尊嚴,所以就算被視為貪慕虛榮之人,你都覺得自己是貪得有道理。

C.不切實際
整天只顧著發白日夢的你,不但不切實際,對金錢更是毫無概念可言。除非你是含著金鎖匙出世,否則你的日子一定過得很苦!無事生產,卻又揮金如土,更別說計劃將來,連基本生活都弄得一團糟的你,只愛今朝有酒今朝醉,做人做事都不會主動爭取,要你動腦筋去換取金錢虛榮,簡直是妙想天開!“貪慕虛榮”這種大事,可能今生今世都沒有機會在你腦中出現。

D.又貪又懶
你是個超級物質主義者,擁有強烈的虛榮心,卻又好逸惡勞。無止境的貪念,令你對金錢的追求更加強烈。小至一枝叉,大至一間屋,你都想要最貴和最好的,但如果要你以自己的勞力去換取,你確實難以做到!所以,你寧可不惜一切,放下身段,務求以最小的力氣換取最大的收穫。旁人的指指點點、流言蜚語,都絕對動搖不到你貪慕虛榮的慾念。

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12星座暗戀遊戲

牡羊座:
牡羊座衝動的性格簡直是憋不到三天,就會慾火中燒的。他們最受不了曖昧不明的戀情,既無法確定對方似有若無的感情,又擔心自己的大膽舉動這時會嚇壞心上人,把可能的好事全壞了,前功盡棄。所以對待牡羊座的暗戀苦肉計,就是故意來個虛晃一招曖昧,足以讓他又愛又恨。

金牛座:
如果要毫@@儱t戀第一名,金牛座還真該榮登寶座。這位靜靜吃草的牛兒,幾乎表現不出一絲一毫喜歡對方的模樣。即使意中人站在眼前了,他們看起來還是正經八百,跟普通人沒啥兩樣,但內心裡卻波濤洶湧了起來。尤其是事後他們會特別想搥胸頓足,掐死自己錯失良機。誰叫他們永遠要當後事之師,慢慢吞吞的,自然是不見天日的「暗戀」達人啦!

雙子座:
被雙子座暗戀的人應該會相當幸福!因為談笑風生的雙子座,最擅長在暗戀對象前說些雙關語式的甜言蜜語,那種似有若無的談話,可是經過雙子座精心設計的,相當耐人尋味喔!而且這種有意無意的言語刺探,不會讓雙子座失了面子,反而有欲擒故縱的成效。

巨蟹座:.
佔有慾強的巨蟹座,即便面對跟他沒有明媒正娶的暗戀對象,也是見不得意中人和別人打情罵俏。這種醋罈子想法往往礙到巨蟹座,並且相當情緒化的反應給暗戀對象知道。因此對方常常覺得:今天他對我似乎很冷漠,不像往常一般有說有笑。久而久之就受不了巨蟹座的莫名其妙,甚至連普通朋友都沒指望了。

獅子座:.
愛面子的獅子座最不願意承認或表現出暗戀別人的模樣,他們可不希望暗戀對象以後有自己的小辮子。所以獅子座會變成極端矛盾的暗戀者,明明很喜歡對方,卻會莫名其妙凶對方,對對方不客氣。雖說是引起對方注意了,卻容易造成無可挽回的誤會。在此奉勸獅子座,愛他就不要傷害他,越溫柔離成功越近。

處女座:
處女座可以說是十二星座暗戀者最膽小鬼,卻也最花心思的。他們對於暗戀對象同樣會拿出考究精神,從你的祖宗十八代開始研究起,從家族史到你生活中一顰一笑、一舉一動,他會作成一份精銳無比的報告,想將你完全透徹了解。問題是如果沒有做好這份準備,他們不願輕舉妄為,過度小心翼翼的結果,只是讓人捷足先登喔!

天秤座:
天秤座雖然看似交際花或風流倜儻,有了心儀的暗戀對象時,他們卻是專心一意的。若要知道天秤座對誰有意思,看看他們在誰面前收起花蝴蝶模樣即知。不過天秤座畢竟是講求平衡的秤,只要令他一廂情願久了,自然就覺得滿腹不公,對這段單相思的戀情放棄也罷。


天蠍座:
天蠍座天生就喜好神秘,也挺喜好宿命論的。所以當他們暗戀對方時,會想盡辦法產生各種巧合,讓對方有「天生一對」的錯覺,最後對他投懷送抱。例如:上班途中遇見、公車搭到同一班、不小心在電梯撞見、又不小心到同一層樓。太多「不小心」的結果,也就「不小心」在一起囉!

射手座:
心直口快的射手座面對暗戀對象時,常常會一股做氣把自己的愛意完全吐露出來,不做任何保留。也就是說他們會不斷送情書、拋媚眼,有點死纏爛打的意味。這通常讓對方有兩種反應:不是被嚇跑,打電話叫保鑣護身,就是對射手座的追求法樂在其中。也因此射手座的暗戀期無敵短,能直接告白還等什麼呢!

魔羯座:
愛上對方就是愛上自己身影的星座,常常是工作認真的魔羯座。魔羯座相當保守,他們不相信空降型的愛情,如果有了暗戀對象,通常也是相處已久的熟人、朋友、同事,並特別鍾情於努力事業的女人男人,難怪容易掉進辦公室暗戀裡。但天生又帶著理智前行的魔羯座難以公開這種愛戀,寧可選擇默默讓它逝去,也不要有動作啊!

水瓶座:
水瓶座在暗戀對象面前,實在很吃的開。他們博愛又豁達,鮮少將自己的焦點關注在某人身上,對上喜歡的人,也能當普通朋友看待,無怪乎等兩情相悅那天到來時,水瓶座和另一半早就是默契十足的愛人知己了。但這種不清不楚的暗戀方式風險不小,萬一對方被中途衝出的程咬金咬走了,希望也就不了了之了。

雙魚座:
雙魚座在面對暗戀對象時,很容易庸人自擾之,不然就是常常自做多情。明明對方沒有任何意思,他卻會私底下幫忙自動詮釋。譬如對方一句:你今天看起來有點不開心喔!雙魚座的腦子可能就開始幻想:他注意到我!表示他也對我有意思,我們果然是心有靈犀一點通,默契超好…。想太多的結果,很容易又因為對方一句口吻差的話,頓時從雲端跌落到谷底。唉呀!有必要暗戀的這麼痛苦嗎?
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12星座怎么装可爱

第一名 双子座
个子普遍不高,身材小巧玲珑的双子座GG和MM,那一张长不大的娃娃脸永远带着迷茫的表情。“真的吗?是这样的呀?”看来迷迷糊糊的他其实很多事情都心知肚明。但既然大家都喜欢天真的他,那么双子就干脆将幼稚伪装到底。

第二名 白羊座
白羊天生有很强的孩子气,冲动,爱冒险,性急……都是天真的表现。白羊其实是很有想法的星座,当他发现他的目的不能达到的时候,他就会选择耍无赖,扮可怜……以可爱之名行事,自然会无往不利,百战百胜。白羊是化腐朽为神奇的厉害角色。

第三名:双鱼座
双鱼座总给人一种可爱女人,纯情公主的印象。但是如果你真的认为他是真的那么纯情的话,你的下场就会很惨的。把爱情视做生命的双鱼,在把玩爱情的时候会呕心沥血。可爱只是表面,厉害才是核心。装出来的可爱让百炼刚都成绕指柔。

第四名:天蝎座
哈哈,想不到吧!神秘,阴沉的天蝎座会那么喜欢装可爱。就象在黑暗中呆久了的人会特别喜欢太阳一样。很喜欢漫画和卡通的天蝎是很有童心的星座。只是平常严肃惯了的他童心未泯的样子,到九成九象是伪装的。大人,冤枉呀!

第五名:处女座
天生爱幻想的处女,只有超级完美的童话世界才能满足她。只是一大把年纪还在那么肆无忌惮的卡哇伊,真是会让人很受不了。老大,拜托成长起来。装可爱装成那个样,也未免太明显了一点吧。可是固执的处女可是不会听别人的劝告的。

第六名:天秤座
就象张学友正正经经演戏,却把洪七演的那么可爱一样。一直在努力追求成熟的天秤,其实从来就没有刻意去追求什么可爱。可是天性使然吧,他那孩子气的动作,表情总是那么一幅天真烂漫的神情,这样的可爱应该叫做浑然天成吧!


第七名:狮子座
狮子才不会稀罕什么小可爱呢!可是每个人的心里都藏了一个孩子。当我们看到狮子一本正经的讲冷笑话的时候,当我们看到他捧着漫画书狂笑的时候。我们会会心一笑,不约而同的想到一句话:“小样,装可爱!”这样的结果是狮子预料不到的。

第八名:水瓶座
大概是演技不太好的缘故,水瓶还没有开始装可爱就已经被朋友看穿了。虽然他也会瞪大双眼装莫名惊诧状。可是那蹩脚的演技真是让人觉得很恶。朋友这样几次三番打击下来,水瓶自然就把装可爱的心收拾起来,只能在心里缅怀了。

第九名:摩羯座
摩羯座是骨子里不屑装可爱的那种人,可是天性不是理智可以压制的住的。看到可爱的猫猫狗狗就会抓狂的摩羯们,一脸爱怜的样子,在那里又是喵呜,又是汪汪的和动物交流,搂搂抱抱的那股亲热劲。那种样子不是可爱是什么呢?

第十名:金牛座
金牛的老实本分是出了名的。只是憨厚有时候也会显得很可爱,由于是本性流露,不是伪装出来的所以排名不高。另外习惯直线条思考问题的金牛一般为人处世也很严谨的,可爱的神情可是一年难遇,幸运的观众还是好好珍惜吧。

第十一名:巨蟹座
巨蟹座不是不喜欢装可爱,而是偷懒。装出来的可爱是需要表情,声音,动作等等来辅助的,真是自找麻烦呀。与其辛苦的伪装,还不如真实一点。反正浪漫与温柔是巨蟹座行走江湖的撒手锏,迷死人不偿命。一招鲜,就可以吃遍天了。可爱要来做什么?

第十二名:射手座
之所以骄傲的射手座排名会那么低,一来是因为射手座自己本身对装的东西了无兴趣,二是确实天赋不够。既然不能可爱,那么就成熟一点吧!缺点有时候也会造就优点的。君不见,物以稀为贵嘛!就像钻石永远比石头来得金贵。

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In Love xD & Daniel

Very first of all,
Happy 26th Birthday to JJ!
You're old!

Vi Iyin suspects that I'm in love.
Win Zee's in love.
*gasp*
(It's so last year)
I must have written too many stuff about love.
Not like I'll write like...

"Omg omg omg omg I just saw the cutest guy in the whole wide world (besides JJ)!! He has this amazingly cute, watery huge eyes, like those in anime, and a Greek god's/sharp nose, and a seriously sexayy lips (like Daniel)(Yesss I luurrrve Daniel Lee's lips. Oh gosh! xD) He has this extremely magnetic voice and a hot bod. I decided that I'm in love."
Iyin, you dont know me. Tsk tsk.
Aiks why so hard to find a decent Daniel pic.




Suki and Daniel.
So cute la xD


Oh, so you just discovered how SEXY his lips are? xD


Nita OMG.

Daniel Lee Official Fanclub

Random pics I discovered from winzee's photobucket. (I'm ignorant, I know.)

Suck the apple.


Katsudon #2


Keira Knightley is extremely beautiful. And I like British! xD


Golden Globe Awards 06 (I luuurrrrrvvvvvvvve her gown! Butterfly!)


Academy Awards 06

Keira-Knightley.org
Some ppl aka Matthew MacFadyen are best left in the movies. =)

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Damien Rice & Libra

>> Sunday, 25 March 2007

I'm in love with Damien Rice haha!

Cannonball
there's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
there's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
it's still a little hard to say what's going on
there's still a little bit of your ghost your witness
there's still a little piece of your face i haven't kissed
you step a little closer to me
still i can't see what's going on
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball
there's still a little bit of your song in my ear
there's still a little bit of your words i long to hear
you step a little closer each day
so close that i can't see what's going on
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to cry
so come on courage
teach me to be shy
'cause it's not hard to fall
and i don't want to scare her
it's not hard to fall
and i don't wanna lose
it's not hard to grow
when you know that you just don't know

Older Chests
older chests reveal themselves
like a crack in a wall
starting small and grow in time
we all seem to need the help
of someone else to mend that shelf
of too many books
read me your favourite line
papa went to other lands
and found someone who understands
the ticking and the western man's need to cry
he came back the other day you know
some things in life may change
and some things they stay the same
like time
there's always time
on my mind
so pass me by
i'll be fine
just give me time
older gents sit on the fence
with their cap in hand
lookin' grand
they watch their city change
children scream or so it seems
louder than before
out of doors and into stores with bigger names
mama tried to wash their faces
but these kids they lost their graces
when daddy lost at the races too many times
she broke down the other day you know
some things in life may change
but some things they stay the same
like time
there's always time
on my mind
so pass me by
i'll be fine
just give me time

Amie
nothing unusual nothing strange
close to nothing at all
the same old scenario the same old rain
and there's no explosions here
then something unusual something strange
comes from nothing at all
i saw a spaceship fly by your window
did you see it disappear?
amie come sit on my wall and read me a story of old
tell it like you still believe that the end of the century
brings a change for you and me
nothing unusual nothing's changed
just a little older that's all
you know when you've found it there's something i've learned
'cause you feel it when they take it away hey hey
then something unusual something strange
comes from nothing at all
but i'm not a miracle and you're not a saint
just another soldier on a road to nowhere
amie come sit on my wall and read me a story of old
tell it like you still believe that the end of the century
brings a change for you and me
amie come sit on my wall and read me the story of old
tell it like you still believe that the end of the century
brings a change for you and me

Damien Rice
I hate hidden tracks, cuz it's hard to get it online.

天秤座最不能接受 - 不伦恋  
深受道德准绳桎梏的秤子们,是教养良好的名门淑媛,是优雅大方的气质女。她们琴棋书画样样精,功课学业门门好。她们向往完美、和谐的爱情关系,她们也会将另一半勾勒得完美无暇。在她们的字典里,根本没有什么恋父、恋兄情结,反而由于和亲人长期相处的关系,会让她们更期待与陌生人一见钟情。

她们琴棋书画样样精,功课学业门门好。 xD
反而由于和亲人长期相处的关系,会让她们更期待与陌生人一见钟情。This is so Jo-ish ahaha.
Eh waning I want 异地恋 weih xD you know, pray pray. Not all ppl can trust lol. Hmm 多角恋 ;) Someone is good at paedofiling hor *hint*

天秤座的人好熱鬧,喜歡人群,害怕孤單。他們終身追求心的歸屬一個永遠的避風港。不過,在追求的過程中,他們容易把簡單的事翻過來調過去地看,結果愈看愈雜亂,常常使人有忽冷忽熱,難以捉摸之感。其實,秤子是在掙扎,考慮,找有力證據支援,以求慎重,一旦他確定,就會毫不猶豫奉行到底。只不過想得到他的愛,必須很耐心,不要被他模棱兩可的態度嚇跑了。如果你確認這桿秤適合你,就要耐心地和他週旋,切不可操之過急早早表態,總有一天,秤子會發出已經在不知不覺間落入你的柔情網,再也離不開你。

Sometimes being alone is nice.

天秤座龟毛时魅力最无敌天秤女生最让男生挡不住的可爱特质,就是她们犹豫时的表情,因为天秤女生大部分都有种优雅的气质,所以很少看到好脾气的天秤女生有微笑以外的表情,也因此当天秤女生嘟嘴沉思、眼睛转啊转、考虑犹豫时会让男生觉得好可爱,有种被电到的感觉,想让自己更吸引人,就自己在做自己酒会有魅力滴!

Ohh Cheers Darlin' has clarinet. So saxophone-ish. Jazzy, actually, so it's sexayy. My sis gotta work harder lol! Anyways the song is like very uh 'crazy' like an insane and/or drunk person sing. Reminds me of Mo Li Hua, which I hv the feeling that Fish is insane cuz guy doesnt like her. -____-;; I'm like so negative.
Cheers Darlin'
cheers darlin'
here's to you and your lover boy
cheers darlin'
i got years to wait around for you
cheers darlin'
i've got your wedding bells in my ear
cheers darlin'
you give me three cigarettes to smoke my tears away
and i die when you mention his name
and i lie i should have kissed you
when we were running in the rain
what am i darlin'?
a whisper in your ear?
a piece of your cake?
what am i darlin?
the boy you can fear?
or your biggest mistake?
cheers darlin'
here's to you and your lover man
cheers darlin'
i'll just hang around and eat from a can
cheers darlin'
i got a ribbon of green on my guitar
cheers darlin'
i got a beauty queen
to sit not very far from me
i die when he comes around to take you home
i'm too shy i should have kissed you
when we were alone
what am i darlin'?
a whisper in your ear?
a piece of your cake?
what am i darlin?
the boy you can fear?
or your biggest mistake?
what am i?
here's to you and your lover
what am i darlin'?
i got years to wait around for you

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别人在背后会说你什么坏话? & 打破暗恋宿命

>> Thursday, 22 March 2007

别人在背后会说你什么坏话?

你是個有點年紀但還有點姿色的女人,不過因為你欠了一屁股債,你會勉強自己去做哪一樣工作呢?
1.紅包場 2.洗碗工 3.妓女

選1的朋友,別人在背後覺得你很愛搞曖昧,因為人際關係很好的你有很多異性的好朋友,讓大家覺得你真的很喜歡搞曖昧,所以選擇這個答案的朋友,那些很討厭你的八婆就會在背後偷偷說你們可能很花心,其實你們一點兒都不會。

選2的朋友,別人在背後會說你很機車,因為自以為很有原則又正義感的你,會用高標準來要求別人,讓大家覺得你機車又顧人怨,即使你只是非常非常有正義感,而且是現代的俠女,然後又很正派,不過還是有一些八婆會跳出來批評你。

選3的朋友,別人會在背後說你是個死八婆、愛八卦,因為天生大嘴巴的你完全藏不住祕密,小心朋友都被你爆料光了,最後變成孤單老人!

Some ppl I forgot maybe Oscar Wilde said that The worse thing than being talked about is NOT being talked about. Hmm.

打破暗恋宿命

假设你爬山时迷路, 已经很酒没有喝过一滴水, 还好遇到一位好心人请你喝某种饮料, 猜猜他会拿出什么饮料呢? A.清水 B.果汁 C.健康饮料 D.汽水 E.绿茶

A.清水 - 随和吸引(被暗恋指数:80%)
随和风趣的你很有主见,常是一班朋友中受注目的一个,因此受朋友爱慕的机会也不少.由于你太受欢迎,喜欢你的人通常都不敢马上表露自己的想法,多会用暗示的方式表露情感.


B.果汁 - 知己良朋(被暗恋指数20%)
你的性格纯真善良,绝少在外行上下功夫,是个十分朴实的人;而你也不懂用语言去暗示,因此缺乏打动异性的魅力,不太容易成为被暗恋的对象,反而会成为可谈心事的知己良朋.

C.健康饮品 - 散发魅力(被暗恋指数90%)
热情幽默的你,容易招惹狂峰浪蝶.你不但懂得如何散发自己的魅力,也擅于大胆地用语言来挑起对方的情感,被爱慕的机会很多,可说是桃花不断的万人迷.

D.汽水 - 感情封闭(被暗恋指数30%)
你的性格有点封闭,最大的问题是无法真正表达内心的感受,甚至经常表错情,因此被周遭受友暗恋的机会较少.此外,由于你的错误表达,以致常常错失感情发展的良机.

E.绿茶 - 懵然不知(被暗恋的指数50%)
活泼可爱的你,性格爽直而调皮,虽然有点任性,但绝无心机,每每成为朋友堆中的开心果.不过,你在爱情方面很迟钝,就算有人暗恋你也懵然不知,令暗恋你的人为之气结.

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幽默指數

下面9個約會地點,你會選擇在哪裡和情人共渡良宵? 職此可了解你的幽默指數喔!
1.湖畔 2.包廂 3.pub 4.山頂 5.夜市 6.公園 7.遊樂場 8.咖啡屋 9.電影院

湖畔
看樣子,那支鑽戒廣告已深植在你心中,你認為能在那樣幽靜的環境中和情人談心,才是最浪漫的事!嗯!不錯,你會是個體貼的好情人,但在那麼優美的環境中,勢必只能私語吧,因此在潛意識中,你是是個不喜歡熱鬧,相對地有些自閉的人哪!
幽默指數:60%

包廂
只要兩人能獨處的地方,你都會列作考慮的地點。不受打擾的兩世界固然甜蜜,但是如此一來,你就必須比別人多花一些心思,去豐富「節目」內容,否則長久下來,你的情人也許會感到有一些些無聊,可是又不敢跟你講!
幽默指數:40%

PUB
你是個愛現的人,又有些「人來瘋」的個性,會選擇這樣熱鬧的約會地點,顯示你迫不及待地想把自己秀給對方看,但切記別自顧著玩,而冷落了另一半,如果能帶著他一塊瘋,相信你們會有個奔放的夜晚!
幽默指數:70%

山頂
上山頂看夜景,沈醉在繽紛絢爛的燈光中,享受徐徐撫面的夜風,真是件令人心曠神怡的事!其本上,你的個性中有著熱情奔放,但外表上又故作冷酸內歛,當心憋久了會內傷!還是大膽的將心中的感受說出來,讓你的情人真正懂你的心!
幽默指數:50%

夜市
對愛情,你是個有些大而化之,又有些慢半拍的人,常常抱持著「只要我喜歡,有什麼不可以」的心態,對愛情的敏感度較差,不過,正因為你這獨樹一格的個性,反而容易吸引異性的注意,而你不經意流露的風趣,也常逗得他開懷大笑!
幽默指數:80%

公園
你有些懶,懶得花心思去構思約會的內容,也沒什麼危機感,總覺得「是你的就跑不掉」,經常會忽略了情人的心情,導致誤會產生。不行不行!從今天起你可要積極一點,這樣愛情才不會老是溜走哦!
幽默指數:10%

遊樂場
你的童心未泯,就是吸引人的重點,你愛好多采多姿的約會方法,希望讓情人天天開心。這樣的你具備了別人沒有的獨特氣質,就像是可親的好友,和你相處真是再自然不過了!
幽默指數:90%


咖啡屋
你有點「雅痞」,覺得愛情要用物質來襯托,卻忽略了真情才是無價,再多再名貴的禮物也比不上,況且,你若想知道對方對你的心意是否真摯,這該除去太多虛偽的包裝,讓愛自然包圍你們才是。
幽默指數:30%

電影院
該怎麼說你呢!平板無趣的都市生活已把你給同化了!約會和看電影,在你心中彷彿已畫上等號,好像不看電影,就不叫做約會!拜託!又不是上視聽教學課,老是讓銀幕上的主角當助教怎行?多動動腦筋,讓約會內容多些花樣吧!
幽默指數:20%

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妳是一個怎樣的洋娃娃?

妳是一個怎樣的洋娃娃?

1、你坐公共汽車的時候習慣把腿放在什麼地方?
對面的座位上 - to 2
地上 - to 3
前面座位的靠背上 - to4

2、如果讓你現在去北京,你習慣用哪種交通工具?
飛機 - to 6
火車 - to 3
長途汽車 - to 5

3、如果你有近視的話,你會選擇……?
什麼都不戴 - to 6
眼鏡 - to 5
隱型眼鏡 - to 4

4、你的眼睛總是給人一種什麼感覺……?
很普通的感覺 - to 6
水靈靈的感覺 - to 7
很深奧的感覺 - to 5

5、你喜歡穿什麼樣的衣服出去逛街?
每次都不一樣 - to 10
非常規整的 - to 8
非常運動的 - to 9

6、在路上遇到乞丐,你最有可能……?
施舍他 - to 7
不理他 - to 8
罵他一頓 - to B

7、你特別討厭一個人的時候,你最可能做的事情是?
誰都不說,自己背後壞那個人 - to C
告訴別人 - to 9
直接告訴那個人 - to 10

8、你認為義務工作是一件……?
很無聊的事情 - to C
很不值得的事情 - to 9
你非常想去做的事情 - to E

9、你不想成為一個什麼樣的人?
有錢人 - to D
有權利的人 - to B
有美麗臉蛋的人 - to 10

10、你喜歡什麼顏色的窗簾?
紫色 - to D
黑色 - to C
粉色 - to A

A、充滿憂鬱的冷美人娃娃
橘紅色的頭發飄飄灑灑地披在肩膀上,簡單的服飾,滄桑的背景,最重要的是那雙讓人沒有辦法理解的眼睛,靜靜地散發出無比憂鬱的眼神。這樣的SD娃娃總是讓人覺得沒有辦法抵抗,你總是想把她抱在懷裡,想給她一些特別的溫暖,只為了讓她收起那副讓人心疼的眼神。而你在生活中就是這樣的一個人,你總是有一副讓人憐愛的外表,和你走近的人總是有種想照顧你的感覺,你讓他們覺得沒有辦法拒絕。

B、充滿中性色彩的娃娃
很簡單卻很有魅力的金色短髮,再加上粗線織成的純白色的毛衣,給人一種無比脫俗的感覺。這種裝扮其實非常適合年輕的男孩子穿,可實際上,作為一個女孩子,這種裝扮只能增加你的魅力。在平日生活中的你總是一個顧及生活細節的人,你總是希望自己可以成為一個讓別人都開心的人,你也不計較自己是不是看上去很有女人味。你就是生活的這麼自然又這麼脫俗,讓別人不得不喜歡你,卻又有些嫉妒你。


C、黑暗公主感覺的娃娃
白色的長發配上給人無比神秘感覺的蕾絲頭繩,黑色的低胸晚裝並沒有過多的修飾,只有一顆顏色簡單卻顯得非常高貴的石頭做點綴。漂亮的眼睛裡有90是眼珠,總會讓人覺得這個娃娃有著很深的感情可以讓人去搜索。現實生活中的你就是這樣的人類,你總是給人一種特別神秘的感覺,你喜歡把自己的一切都藏在心裡,不和別人分享。然而從你的深沉冷靜來看,你是一個不好讓人接近或者交往的人。

D、大家閨秀一樣的娃娃
特別大且水靈靈的眼睛,修剪得特別整齊淑女的淡褐色長發。黑色高雅的晚禮服加上一條特別抬高身份的珍珠項鏈,使整個女人都顯得很亮麗。眼睛是人和人溝通的最佳方式,有著漂亮眼睛的人,就一定是一個很容易被別人喜歡的人。生活中的你有著非常活潑的眼神,從你的眼神中,別人看不到不幹淨的東西,也看不到讓人琢磨不透的心計。你就是憑著如此幹淨的靈魂得到大多數人的喜愛的,是個很容易讓人接近的人哦。

E、乖寶寶一樣可愛的娃娃
帶蕾絲花邊的衣服已經體現出這個人的可愛,再加上完全不演示花朵鮮豔顏色的設計,可以表現出這個人的單純的思想境界和非常熱愛童年的感覺。簡單扎起兩個大辮子,褐色的頭發和標志的五官,無論從眼神還是姿態,都能顯出這個人的不經事世。生活中的你就是這樣一個人,你對這個社會的了解實在是太少了。總是把所有人和事都想象得過于簡單的你難免在自己獨立的時候會經歷一些自己想都沒有想過的挫折的。

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Water and Innocence

I'm am a handy Miss Hyde today. I assembled my first wall fan! I rock. Cuz I have no manual and no mom beside me. Whee.
And then later I took out the old printer cuz we hv a new one! And I took about half an hour? to make everything right. And, I must say, I rock. xD

I am officially 5 Balau's cellophane tape-and-scissors girl. Cuz Jo doesnt has cellophane tape xD

I am fat. I cant stand myself! SHEESH.

Before I went home my transporter fetched 2 little boys from Peter & Jane.
Fair: I have no more water. I dont fwen you adie.
*silence*
Fair: I dont fwen you.
*silence*
Tan: *whispers* You really dont fwen me ar?
Fair: I dont fwen you. See, my water finish adie.
Tan: *whispers* Dowan dont fwen me.
Fair: See, my water finish adie.
Tan: My water nochet finish. I bring 2 water.
Fair: I bring 1 water so it finished. You bring 2 water so nochet finish. *shows bottle* My water finish adie.
(Fair touch the top of the car) Fair: See I can touch.
(Tan follow suit) Tan: I can touch whole hand, you one finger, I'm better.
(Fair pouts)
Damn cute la wei! And I started wondering where did all our innocence gone to. =( "I dont wanna fwen you." That's a classic. The next minute they're ok already. Haha if only life works that way.
The tan one is so tan that the skin colour doesnt suit him.
Ah, children. Such innocence.
I am guilty. Because I grew up.

Iron & Wine - Our Endless Numbered Days

Iron & Wine - Our Endless Numbered Days


Sample. I damn love Sam Beam's voice. So comfortable. So country-ish. Who cares if he has a beard xD

Damien Rice - O
Damien Rice - O


Sample. There's 10 songs btw.

Iron & Wine - Our Endless Numbered Days
And he HAS a beard. Lol!

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喜欢还是爱

>> Tuesday, 20 March 2007

I failed my chemistry.
I failed my chemistry.
Strangely, I didnt feel like cry. I wonder why.
Ohh, rupa-rupanya cikgu tanda salah. So now I'm happyy, even though it's only 40. I've made a promise to myself that I wouldn't fail any of my exams during my schooling life. Not even once! Near to fail aka less than 50 would be unforgivable, but, what to do?
Qinmei says 78/90 for add maths is LOW. wth!


This is Baby. But he looks like a lump of mashed potato on my desk. O_O


I am struggling with labelling. Phew.

Stole this from Jessy's blog.
喜欢还是爱

喜欢一个人,是看到了他的优点。
爱一个人,是包容了他的缺点。

喜欢一个人,在一起的时候永远是欢乐。
爱一个人,你会常常流泪。

喜欢一个人,当你想起她(他),你会微微一笑。
爱一个人,当你想起他,你会对着天空发呆。

喜欢一个人,你要的只是今天。
爱一个人,你期望的是永远。

喜欢一个人,在一起的时候会很自然。
爱一个人,在一起的时候会莫名窒息。

喜欢一个人,就是为了彼此都开心。
爱一个人,就是希望他(她)会开心。

喜欢一个人,并不一定要爱她(他);
但爱一个人的前提,却是一定要喜欢(她)他。
喜欢很容易转变为爱,但爱过之后却很难再说喜欢。
喜欢是宽容的,而爱,则是自私的。

年少时我们不懂爱,心中只有一份淡淡的喜欢,就固执的认为那是爱。
成熟后我们不轻易言爱,明明心中有一份执着,却不敢承认那就是爱。
爱,太沉重。爱一旦说出了口,就变成了一种誓言,一种承诺。
爱是把双刃剑,如果拔出,一不小心既伤了别人,也伤了自己。

在月朗星稀的夜晚,你思念着远方的朋友。
如果心中只是一种淡淡的喜悦和温馨,那就是喜欢。
如果其中还有一份隐隐疼痛,那便是爱。

`~`

喜欢是在深夜看书时突然想起他,想象他现在做什么,心里漾起一阵轻飘飘的温暖,却从不主动给他打电话.几分钟后,注意力又重新被书中的情节吸引.
爱是在寂寞的夜里,思念如潮水般涌来,手里捧着书却怎么也看不进去,心里惦记着他此时是否还在加班,吃没吃晚饭,是不是如自己想着他一般想着自己.

喜欢是和他讨论问题争的面红耳赤,各不相让,在他面前像个刺猬一样从不认输,但在心里却早已暗暗佩服他的见地他的才华.
爱是希望他和自己步调一致,和自己心灵相通,他无心说的一句玩笑话也能让自己顷刻情绪低落甚至眼泪汪汪.在他面前,自己是从不设防的.

喜欢是出门在外给他发个短信,告诉他这边的天气很好,然后把手机关掉,独自在异地疯玩一个星期,晒成一个黑人后突然出现在他面前吓他一跳.
爱是无论到哪都希望有他陪伴.可以站在海边给他打手机,让他听听海浪的声音;也可以因为在异乡的街道上看到一个酷似他的背影而楞在原地久久不动.

喜欢是他出差前简单的道一声"一路平安",看着他离去的背影,心中有一点不舍,却什么也不说,只是默默等待他归来的消息.
爱是他临出差前千叮咛万嘱咐,往他的背包里塞满衣服和食物,在车站要等到火车开走才肯离开.并且在他走后的日子里天天心神不定,一遍遍的祈祷他能够平安归来.

喜欢是在受伤的时候,不想让他看到自己脆弱的一面,在他面前把眼泪悄悄抹掉,转过头依然是一副快乐坚强的摸样。
爱是在受委屈的时候,爬在他的胸前痛哭,没有伪装没有顾虑,把所有的烦恼统统告诉他,并渴望从他的怀抱中得到安慰.

喜欢是听他讲自己童年的趣事,然后哈哈大笑,心中涌起一阵莫名的感动.
爱是听他将自己童年的趣事,然后微微一笑,心中更加怜惜眼前这个曾经如此调皮的男人.

喜欢是在楼道里碰上他,愉快的和他打声招呼,再简单寒暄几句,擦肩而过的时候看见了窗外明媚的阳光,心情无端好了起来.
爱是在楼道了看见他,脸上装出一副毫不在乎的表情,但在擦肩而过时细心感受身边颤动的空气,可是忍不住回头望一眼.

喜欢是看到他和另一个女孩牵手走过,心里有一点点疼,但很快会冲着朝阳重新扬起笑脸.
爱是输不起的游戏,付出全部之后,留下的可能仅仅是刻在心底的一道伤痕.

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Lost: One Bra; Found: One Sister

>> Monday, 19 March 2007

After a year Down Under, my husband, Don, and I, and our toddler son, had just arrived in New York City on our way back to the Midwest and home. My sister Betty, who lived in Princeton, New Jersey, had promised to meet us.

"There she is!" I shouted. Even though I was loaded down with suitcases, diaper bags and a wiggly one-year-old, we managed to rush almost as fast toward her as she did toward us.

"You made it!" she squealed as we awkwardly group-hugged, made even more awkward by my six-months-pregnant tummy. "And what a beautiful baby!"

We could hardly stop hugging and kissing. "It's been so long!" I sniffled. "I've missed you so much!" Looking around for my nieces, I asked, "Where're the girls?"

"Home with their daddy. Here, let's get through Customs and head back to Jersey so you can see them for yourself."

We all talked a mile a minute all the way to Princeton. Betty, her professor husband and young daughters had only been back in the States two weeks themselves after several months in Europe. She had to hear all about Australia, and we had to hear all about her travels.

"We're still living out of suitcases," she explained. "In fact, as soon as we get home, I've got to run over to the laundry building to do a load of laundry. Then I'll pop something on the stove for dinner."

After reintroducing us to her little girls (who scarcely remembered their long-lost relatives), Betty headed for the staff laundry room with her bags of dirty clothes. While she was gone, Don and I had a great reunion with our brother-in-law and adorable nieces. Soon, my sister returned. A gourmet cook, in no time she produced a feast practically out of thin air for her starving guests. After dishes, my own little one was ready for a bottle and bed.

Betty glanced at the clock. "The clothes should be ready to put in the dryer now. Want to come along?"

We hugged and talked all the way to the laundry building. I thought back through the years, before marriage and children. Growing up, we two argued and bickered and competed and never seemed to have a thing in common except parents, siblings and a bedroom. In fact, we were so different that Betty used to tease me that we weren't really even related. Not until our college years did we finally learn to appreciate each other.

Then came the years of marriage and motherhood and living half a continent away from each other. Now, here we were together again at last, relishing every precious moment of it. Yet somehow, something was missing. We were still distant, on our best behavior, "company." Not buddies. Not sisters.

At the laundry room, Betty checked the machines. "Good, they're done. Want to help me put them in the dryers? Then we can grab a soda from the machine over there and sit back and wait for them to finish. The guys can babysit." Sympathetically, she remarked, "I'm sure you're exhausted, with one baby and another on the way."

We relaxed and talked about her little girls, my little boy and my upcoming baby. Suddenly, she asked, "What's that smell?"

We both jumped up and rushed to one of the dryers. As we opened the door, smoke billowed out. "Oh, no!" Betty wailed. "That was my underwear! It's ruined. Every bit of it!"

Near tears, she held up the scorched remains of a bra, melted to less than half its former size. Then she giggled. "Hey, I'll just go without a bra then, so there!"

Giggling also, I grabbed it and put it on her head. "Or use it for a headband." Next I held it up against my roly-poly tummy. "Or maybe I could wear it for a belt." At that, we held each other, horse-laughing until we literally cried.

And there in that smoke-filled, drab little laundry room, with a basket of ruined laundry, we found our long-lost sisterhood. That was over forty years ago. We're still best friends.

Best friends and sisters.
By Bonnie Compton Hanson

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'Mommy, I See an Angel.'

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain."
-Kahlil Gibran

When my daughter Whitney was four years old, she began telling me about Sophine, an angel who visited her. At that time, I had no idea just where this angel would take us.

'Mama, Sophine came to my room last night.'

'Who is Sophine?' I asked, surprised. Whitney was not prone to fantasy or make-believe; Whitney was my practical, pragmatic first-born, always reporting, in full detail, the truth of most any situation.

'Sophine is the angel who comes to my room each night.'

Chills ran through my body. I stopped stirring the morning oatmeal and grabbed a piece of paper. Something told me that this was important, that I must write everything down exactly as she told me. 'Tell me about her, Whitney.'

'Well, I was also an angel before I was born. I watched over you and I picked you to be my mommy. I knew Sophine then and she comes to me now. I also call her ‘One Who Brings Me Flowers.’ She makes my flowers grow, Mama. She makes them the colors they are supposed to be.'

I wrote each word down exactly the way she said it. I told her how she was blessed to have such a special friend and how I was grateful she had picked me to be her mom. She then drew a beautiful picture of Sophine, with yellow light around her, holding a bunch of flowers. The day went on, but I could not keep away from that written piece of paper. I believed Whitney because she was a sensitive and special child. Even though her story seemed incredible, I felt it was possible that she would experience an angel.

A few days later, I was cleaning house and was about to throw away a shriveled, sad-looking African violet. 'Oh no, Mama, don’t throw it away,' Whitney cried. 'Let me put it in my room.' Anyone who is a parent knows that sometimes it’s easier to comply with our children than go into a long explanation. I gave the poor plant to Whitney and forgot about it. The next morning, she came running down the stairs with the African violet in her hands. 'Look, look, Mama! Sophine made my flower grow. She made it all better.' There were four beautiful little pink violets where only dead stalks existed the day before.

Because of my personal experience, I had to know if other children interacted with angels in the same intimate way my young daughter did. I began by asking my children’s friends, then pre-school, kindergarten, and first-grade classes in my home town. I would ask the children to tell me about angels. Then, I would have them draw pictures of what an angel looked like. The results were breathtaking. In taking the time to explore these children’s personal visions, I discovered that angels appear to young people in some vivid and nontraditional ways. Angels weren't always white winged ladies; they were as rich and as varied as the children.

If so many children saw angels and communicated with them, I wanted to talk to more children with different lives outside my community. I continued working with children outside my town. In an effort to include a wide variety of socioeconomic backgrounds, cultures, and religions, I spoke with children across America who described their personal angel experiences with candor and conviction. My desire to share all the children’s rich images with the world resulted in the book "Drawing Angels Near."

Sophine, drawn by my daughter that one morning four years ago, was picked by my book's editor to grace the cover of the book. When she selected the picture, she had no idea that it was drawn by Whitney, the inspiration for everything!

Validating children’s spiritual connections has become my passion. Children are still connected with a world so many of us have forgotten. I’ve written four more books since "Drawing Angels Near" and I give workshops to encourage parents to honor and nurture their children’s divine spirituality. Listening to children’s descriptions of angels is certainly a beginning.

Sophine no longer appears to my daughter, who is now a college freshman. It seems she stayed long enough to help make my research project manifest but then 'slipped away' when Whitney was about seven or eight. At about 11 years old, however, Whitney quietly shared another revelation with me: 'I have a new angel now, Mama. He was in the kitchen last night and again this morning on the deck with his strong, loving wings around our house.' I trust that there are yet more angels surrounding Whitney as she now lives on her own in a college dorm, keeping her safe and lighting her way.
By Mimi Doe

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Love letter straight from my heart <3

>> Tuesday, 13 March 2007

Dearest Mr. Romeo Theodore,

Teddy bears are called 'teddy' because of Theodore Roosevelt, the n th president of US. He went out for hunting one day and he saw a bear cub. He didn't kill it. So they named bears as teddy bears! It's just general knowledge for you, since you little bear has too much knowledge that isnt general at all. I know the name is old, stop complaining, but since I love teddy bears, and since teddy bears came from Theodore, you could say that I love you. Teddy bears are cuter than you, though.

Since today isnt Valentine's Day, I shall not write lovey dovey mushy yucky stuff, which never, and I mean NEVER, fails to make me throw up (it's a hyperbole; dont get too worried). It's just an ordinary letter, really. You can throw it away, but I know you wont cuz you got my disease of keeping every momentos - movie tickets, entry tickets, bookmarks, scribbles, doodles, everything, that sometimes I just dont know what to do when I stare at that blue box with all those things and you smiling so sheepishly.

I didn't write to you during V-Day cuz I was busy collecting gifts at school and busy complaining to Waning that I received so little lollipops and jealous of Wen Jo that she received so much lollipops (I use 'so much' cuz it's uncountable; my grammar is perfectly correct). I think I havent thank you for Mr. Bean's teddy! Even though the eyes are not in proportion - must be the disadvantage of being a scientific student... (By the way, you should know Waning and Wen Jo now. We're the 3Ws. Waning is the one with reddish purple-ish brown hair, and Wen Jo is the one who talks about Prince Charming.)

I have some complaints for you, so listen up:
01 STOP PINCHING MY FACE EVERY MINUTE
02 STOP HUGGING ME WHEN I STARTED COUGHING
03 STOP ASKING ME TO THANK YOU FOR MR. BEAN'S TEDDY
04 STOP ASKING ME TO STOP CALLING YOU THEODORE
05 STOP CALLING ME 'MAIA' AND START CALLING ME 'ANGEL'
06 STOP BRINGING ME TO FRENCH RESTAURANTS AND BRING ME TO AMUSEMENT PARKS
07 STOP BEING AFRAID OF CLOWNS AND MONKEYS AND BALLOONS AND WHATNOTS
08 STOP SAYING YOU'RE AFRAID OF ROLLER COASTER BUT ASK FOR A SECOND ROUND
09 STOP STARING AT ME WITH THAT WEIRD PERVERTIC LOOK

Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
I guess we love each other. In a really weird way. Because you can be so romantic, and I can be so crazy. We are like lovers and friends. Aren't we just manificient? I know, I know. Stop being a narcissist, however it is spelled. Having a smartass boyfriend means have to be as smart as you. I hate smartasses. BUT, since you're like a robot and dont seem to have any feelings and you have me an emotional crazy girl as your girlfriend, you have to be as crazy as I am. So we're even.

Somehow, smartasses are smart. You manage to be scientific and artistic at the same time. You can analyze Mary-Charlie the Unisex Model Skeleton and sing Can't Help Falling In Love at the same time. Your friends say you were in the school choir as a tenor solo and won the national competition; you play the piano, the violin, the saxophone (because of me, your friends say), and the guitar; you sketch people, especially your grandma, because she was the beautiful woman (and you dont hv to lie to me because she IS beautiful). You are just such a smartass. And, like I said, I hate smartasses. I wonder how I actually fell in love with you. Hmm, life's a box of chocolates.

There is still 11 months to go. The next V-Day! Do you remember the first time we met, the first time we dated, the first time we held hands, the first time I gave you a flying kiss, the first time you gave me a good night kiss on the cheek? I know you kept a diary because of me, your friends say so. They betrayed you, I know! But I love them, and they love me! Dont be jealous. It's another hyperbole. I just love it when you get jealous, though.

Remember my birthday years ago, in high school? You gave me a tulip, variegated ones, and a gladiolus. During prom, you gave me a dozen of purple viscarias. Then later we got together. Sometimes you give me roses, sometimes not. There was once you gave me forget-me-nots, because you said there were no more roses at your garden, and I actually cried. Later that, our parents discovered about our relationship. Your parents were okay with it, but not mine. I was forbidden to see you, even at school, and I felt like it was Romeo and Juliet tragedy falling upon us. (Sometimes I thought it was cool, y'know, because we were the characters in the Story) One night when I was reading Romeo and Juliet you climbed up on my balcony and hugged so tightly I thought I would choke, and I think you cried! Aww, Theodore cried! Dont deny; I know you cried. Before you left you gave me a spider flower, and I had to ask you the meaning of 'elope', which totally broke the melancholic, romantic mood we had! How did it end again?
[Flower Language]

Passion.
Mrs. Juliet Teddy,
Maia

p/s where's the wedding ring?!

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Final Destination 3

>> Saturday, 10 March 2007

OH SHIT MORAL PROJECT.

Went to my uncle's house yesterday till 12AM. Watched Step Up and Final Destination 3.

Step Up
Final Destination 3

Final Destination 3 freaked me out. I think I became paranoid. xD
Death is our Final Destination.
I wannad die naturally.
I should work out my list of Things I Want To Do In My Life.
Maybe I should take psychology. =D
I still hv Saw and Exorcism of Emily Rose to watch! But no one's gonna teman me. =( Forrest Gump is so cute la.
I wish I'm photogenic =D Rene I think I'm a natural Bae Yong Jun. Go check out Waning's blog xD

I think I'm going to Kuching. I wanna go choir. =(
Theory exam tomorrow! I havent even touch my papers for revision, cuz I went to like almost everywhere today lol.
I still havent online kao kao, blog kao kao, chat kao kao. Siigh.
Viridian Room 1 totally creeps me out. xD
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Ramdon

Girls in love are crazy girls.

Yay exams' over!
Chemistry and biology was crap. Pn. Lim is good in psychology. She knew we would be studying form 5's like crap so she set the papers mainly in form 4. While chemistry I forgot to put a burette. And a conical flask. Basically I only have a beaker, a glass rod, iron powder, sulphuric acid and copper (II) sulphate. Add maths was alright, and I hope the result is alright. Sejarah and moral were crappy, literally. Languages were alright.

I tell you ah, my dad so cute. Mom asked him to buy SOME dates back, and he bought like more than 10 HUGE BOXES of dates back. xD And a bag of unknown nuts and poutpourri chocolates. SERIOUSLY poutpourri. It's chocolate covering some nut. And then outside the thing is poutpourri. REAL poutpourri. Got fragrance wan you know. So we are eating poutpourri which are flowers and leaves.
We love Mother Nature.
Dad loves Abu Dhabi. Told you we should go there. xD

I'm FAT. aka Freakin' Attractive Teenager. I love my shoulders cuz they're bony. =D Omg I'm fat. Must get fit and thin.
I admire those who can wear skinny jeans. That's soo out of my range.

Waning is officially a camwhore. I look at her photos and I wanna slap her.
But sometimes she can be just sooooooo cute that I feel like patting her head and hug her till she explodes chokes. But I cant tell you when she's cute. Aiyo.
I mentally bully people. Cuz it's fun. You may report to Pn. Hamizan.

Eye on Malaysia is weird. So tall! But we were talking. Talking is funner than seeing.

I wanna adopt little kids from third & fourth world countries! So cute but they didnt get to enjoy what we can. =( It's impossible for me to earn my first million before I'm 25 though. I dont buy TOTOs and 4Ds and lotteries and I dont steal cuz I'm very bermoral like my mom and I dont do business and people dont give me money out of nowhere unless they wanna get sth from me.

I realized hor I dont trust people. I'm not sure whether I should put the word 'easily'. omg. I wonder why. Hmmmm.
I am Miss Hyde.
"A very cute Miss Hyde."

[EDIT]I think I have schizo. Ooh.
Feel like blogging. But it's 0412 now. Gosh!
I dont like sleeping btw. I would much prefer doing something meaningful than sleep. I'm dreamless. But I love my blanket and pillow. *hugs*
I think I'm addicted to love. Not that I like anyone now (if i am you wouldnt be seeing this whole paragraph) but my life is so boorring. *yawn* Some people are having a lotta fun huh! And I had a lotta fun bullying him.

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