Showing posts with label Humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humour. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
One stormy night,
thunder striked across the black sky,
like one that you would see of one at the bowling ally...
And the wind blew,
like one that you would see of the colour of the sky...
There was a man,
in a car,
trapped on Jalan Ampang.
Not in a glass jar, but in a traffic jam.
He was impatient, restless and uncertainty sure,
as he sat still but his eyebrows danced,
as he rapped his fingers noisily against the silent engine whirl.
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He looked up, and squinted ahead,
people were burning up bankers who were dead.
He knew he was late, and he could not wait.
His wife was in labour, for christ sake!
He unlocked the door and jumped his car,
He took out his handpone and thought afar:
"Hello dear! You hold on,
I'll be there before you're gone
'I always hoped that you would die
I would take your money and not cry'
but the line did not get through, he got a dead tone,
'Cos knncb, he was using Celcom!
He managed to reach the hospital on foot,
although he did use both as fast as he could.
Hurriedly, he rushed to the counter of the reception
Vaguely, she pointed to the room of the direction
He ran in, slamming the door open in the process
Next to his still wife stood a nurse in a pretty dress
But that wasn't the point, no it wasn't!
The graph on the respirator had plateu'd, yes it had!
'I'm sorry,' the doctor said,
'We have really done our best.'
'No, no don't be sorry,' the man said,
'Now I can finally take a rest.'
And out of the baby's mouth, came:
"NIA MAH, YOU TAKE SO LONG TO COME MEH!?"
And that was the beginning, of the Curious Case of Hooligan Howe.
P.S. If you have no idea what I'm babbling about, see here.
thunder striked across the black sky,
like one that you would see of one at the bowling ally...
And the wind blew,
like one that you would see of the colour of the sky...
There was a man,
in a car,
trapped on Jalan Ampang.
Not in a glass jar, but in a traffic jam.
He was impatient, restless and uncertainty sure,
as he sat still but his eyebrows danced,
as he rapped his fingers noisily against the silent engine whirl.
------
He looked up, and squinted ahead,
people were burning up bankers who were dead.
He knew he was late, and he could not wait.
His wife was in labour, for christ sake!
He unlocked the door and jumped his car,
He took out his handpone and thought afar:
"Hello dear! You hold on,
I'll be there before you're gone
'I always hoped that you would die
I would take your money and not cry'
but the line did not get through, he got a dead tone,
'Cos knncb, he was using Celcom!
He managed to reach the hospital on foot,
although he did use both as fast as he could.
Hurriedly, he rushed to the counter of the reception
Vaguely, she pointed to the room of the direction
He ran in, slamming the door open in the process
Next to his still wife stood a nurse in a pretty dress
But that wasn't the point, no it wasn't!
The graph on the respirator had plateu'd, yes it had!
'I'm sorry,' the doctor said,
'We have really done our best.'
'No, no don't be sorry,' the man said,
'Now I can finally take a rest.'
And out of the baby's mouth, came:
"NIA MAH, YOU TAKE SO LONG TO COME MEH!?"
And that was the beginning, of the Curious Case of Hooligan Howe.
P.S. If you have no idea what I'm babbling about, see here.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Grapeseekers
Near my house there's a high street with supposed London's largest open market, selling all sorts of stuff ranging from kiwi fruits to mattress covers. The prices aren't quite expensive too, especially if you go at the time when they are closing, they'll sell everything cheaper to you.
I am a big fan of grapes, I admit. It is so much cheaper here as compared to in Malaysia. So I was quite happy when I bought a large pack of grapes yesterday when the stalls were closing for the day - almost 1 kg of grapes for 1 pounds! zomg!
Then when I went home and sort to repack my grapes into small packs so that I could fit them into my fridge, I realised that almost half of that 1 kg has fallen off their braches, lying around as individual grapes in the bag. Immediately I had a brain wave!
THE FALLEN ONES!
What if they come to me for revenge?!
That totally brings a new meaning to the idiom, Revenge is sweet, isn't it?
I am a big fan of grapes, I admit. It is so much cheaper here as compared to in Malaysia. So I was quite happy when I bought a large pack of grapes yesterday when the stalls were closing for the day - almost 1 kg of grapes for 1 pounds! zomg!
Then when I went home and sort to repack my grapes into small packs so that I could fit them into my fridge, I realised that almost half of that 1 kg has fallen off their braches, lying around as individual grapes in the bag. Immediately I had a brain wave!
THE FALLEN ONES!
That totally brings a new meaning to the idiom, Revenge is sweet, isn't it?
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Happy New Year!
It was -3C in London today. I just couldn't resist this... Imagine the expression of the owner tommorrow when he sees this. LOL!
My wishlist for 2009:
Get a full time job.
A new lappie.
A new suit and leather shoes.
More shirts and jumpers.
Canon 10-22mm f3.5-4.5 USM.
Sigma18-200mm f3.5-6.3 DC OS.
A better camera bag Improved cooking skills.
To master cantonese and not mix them up with my already lousy teochew or hokkien
Know to difference between different chinese dialects
Epic travel experiences and photos.
A nice pillow to sleep on.
A warm pair of slippers to wear at home.
Continuous understanding from my friends and family, extending from my erratic character.
Health and happiness for my friends and family.
Never to stay hungry for too long.
No girlfriends (Pre-emptive measure, I promise).
Continuous understanding from my friends and family, extending from my erratic character.
Health and happiness for my friends and family.
Never to stay hungry for too long.
No girlfriends (Pre-emptive measure, I promise).
Too greedy, have I been? :)
Added: I need a certain f2.8 lense. dammit.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Amazing Talent!
Amazing Voice (lol) - video powered by Metacafe
"A few more cupcakes and his nose will disappear between his cheeks"
"and the `war` on obesity rages fiercly on..."
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Dear Sarah,
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
Happy Birthday to Sarah,
Happy Birthday to you.
I must admit I almost forgot,
If it wasn't for my friendly facebook which made me not.
But before you, Sarah, try to sever my head,
Hey! I thought, I've write her a poem instead.
Well, I can't write sajaks, syairs, nor make any sense,
of that bullshit as my brain strains with such intense.
But, hmmm... there must be of something that I can write,
or her two stuffed mices will hunt me tonight.
I crack my head, pondering what I can do,
write her a food blog? No, that'll be too crude.
Oh wait, I can do another parody of her tags!
with hopes that Rambo the snake-killer would just relax.
Aurora will go bankrupt soon,
if you keep trying but buy you wun.
Cupcakes and sushis come to me,
or Sarahkate will eat all of thee.
Her mission in life is too blog a lot,
about restaurants, aliens and what's not,
It's interesting to know her life Counts 1-2-3,
And at the sound of 4, I'm gonna flee.
I have to admit, it's getting fun,
and let me let you in on one last one.
Amazingly, she doesn't know how to eat hotplate,
After all, *shrugs* her name's Sarahkate.
Oh dear, oh dear, what harm have I done!
I've announced her evil deeds to everyone!
The more I write, the more I "whoops",
I better stop writing before I do more harm than good!
And for the final paragraph, I shall do something holy,
I'll wish her happy year, yours truthfully.
You might shell me for being kinda late,
But hey, that's unfair,
You're eight hours ahead... (sad face.)
Yours Sincerely,
Chai Chun Howe, the one, the only.
P.S.: Best hopes, good wishes, and it's still the 11th on my side, so, technically, I'm not late, just being the last to wish you ok? :whistles: =P
Violets are Blue.
Happy Birthday to Sarah,
Happy Birthday to you.
I must admit I almost forgot,
If it wasn't for my friendly facebook which made me not.
But before you, Sarah, try to sever my head,
Hey! I thought, I've write her a poem instead.
Well, I can't write sajaks, syairs, nor make any sense,
of that bullshit as my brain strains with such intense.
But, hmmm... there must be of something that I can write,
or her two stuffed mices will hunt me tonight.
I crack my head, pondering what I can do,
write her a food blog? No, that'll be too crude.
Oh wait, I can do another parody of her tags!
with hopes that Rambo the snake-killer would just relax.
Aurora will go bankrupt soon,
if you keep trying but buy you wun.
Cupcakes and sushis come to me,
or Sarahkate will eat all of thee.
Her mission in life is too blog a lot,
about restaurants, aliens and what's not,
It's interesting to know her life Counts 1-2-3,
And at the sound of 4, I'm gonna flee.
I have to admit, it's getting fun,
and let me let you in on one last one.
Amazingly, she doesn't know how to eat hotplate,
After all, *shrugs* her name's Sarahkate.
Oh dear, oh dear, what harm have I done!
I've announced her evil deeds to everyone!
The more I write, the more I "whoops",
I better stop writing before I do more harm than good!
And for the final paragraph, I shall do something holy,
I'll wish her happy year, yours truthfully.
You might shell me for being kinda late,
But hey, that's unfair,
You're eight hours ahead... (sad face.)
Yours Sincerely,
Chai Chun Howe, the one, the only.
P.S.: Best hopes, good wishes, and it's still the 11th on my side, so, technically, I'm not late, just being the last to wish you ok? :whistles: =P
Saturday, November 08, 2008
77% Male
Chunhowe is 77% male. WTH! 23%...
Ok la, means I've got a gentle side to me too. *ahem ahem*
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Ramdommies in Life 3
1. Remember the guy with Twirling nipples in my British Museum post?
I wonder who the familiar face is...
2. Extreme Zinga Jumble Blocks at its very best.
I am NEVER going to play Zinga with you guys. EVER AGAIN.
I wonder who the familiar face is...
2. Extreme Zinga Jumble Blocks at its very best.
I am NEVER going to play Zinga with you guys. EVER AGAIN.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Bank Slogans - Ad nauseam
Article extracted from The Economist.com from here (02.10.2008). Subscribe from them if you can, it's good brain food!
WHILE financial firms were taking giant punts to give their profits some va-va-voom, their marketing departments were conjuring up phrases to convey the impression that banks and insurers, like diamonds, were forever. Now that the future’s not bright, it is obvious that some were probably the worst corporate slogans in the world. From American International Group, a collapsed insurer (“the strength to be there”), through to Lehman Brothers (“where vision gets built”) and IndyMac, a failed bank (“you can count on us”), boastful institutions snapped, crackled and popped under pressure.
The home of the whoppers is America, but the trend has been connecting people globally. In incredible India, ICICI, despite being the bank of a billion smiles, was led to deny rumours of a run. And pure, natural, unspoilt Iceland has bailed out its third-largest lender, Glitnir, which although fast, smart and thorough, faced a funding crisis.
Yet not all banks failed to do exactly what it said on the tin. Through their slogans, Benelux’s lenders gave an eerie premonition of the massive state rescues to come. Dexia warned that “the short term has no future,” and Fortis asked, “here today, where tomorrow?” Not since Enron invited the world to “ask why” has an interrogative slogan been as prescient.
And consider also the few, the proud, that chose just to do it and openly advertise their risks. Countrywide promoted itself as a “lender that actually finds ways to make loans”. (When debtors lost their passion to perform, it was bought for a reassuringly expensive price by Bank of America.) The mortgage agency Fannie Mae, now state-controlled, fully disclosed that “as the American dream grows, so do we,” making clear what would happen if the world lost its faith in America. And no one comes close to Washington Mutual, whose slogan (“Whoo hoo”) should have given investors a clear warning about its risk appetite. Hello Boys! Wasn’t it obvious?
WHILE financial firms were taking giant punts to give their profits some va-va-voom, their marketing departments were conjuring up phrases to convey the impression that banks and insurers, like diamonds, were forever. Now that the future’s not bright, it is obvious that some were probably the worst corporate slogans in the world. From American International Group, a collapsed insurer (“the strength to be there”), through to Lehman Brothers (“where vision gets built”) and IndyMac, a failed bank (“you can count on us”), boastful institutions snapped, crackled and popped under pressure.
The home of the whoppers is America, but the trend has been connecting people globally. In incredible India, ICICI, despite being the bank of a billion smiles, was led to deny rumours of a run. And pure, natural, unspoilt Iceland has bailed out its third-largest lender, Glitnir, which although fast, smart and thorough, faced a funding crisis.
Yet not all banks failed to do exactly what it said on the tin. Through their slogans, Benelux’s lenders gave an eerie premonition of the massive state rescues to come. Dexia warned that “the short term has no future,” and Fortis asked, “here today, where tomorrow?” Not since Enron invited the world to “ask why” has an interrogative slogan been as prescient.
And consider also the few, the proud, that chose just to do it and openly advertise their risks. Countrywide promoted itself as a “lender that actually finds ways to make loans”. (When debtors lost their passion to perform, it was bought for a reassuringly expensive price by Bank of America.) The mortgage agency Fannie Mae, now state-controlled, fully disclosed that “as the American dream grows, so do we,” making clear what would happen if the world lost its faith in America. And no one comes close to Washington Mutual, whose slogan (“Whoo hoo”) should have given investors a clear warning about its risk appetite. Hello Boys! Wasn’t it obvious?
Friday, September 19, 2008
London Zoo Prelude 2: The face of Fishy, the Familiar Fish.
This guy looks quite familiar... thick lips, bulging eyes, handsome looking face. I wonder what his name is...
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On a completely different note...The next big viral video in the making... Sneaky the Ninja Cat!
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Wednesday, September 03, 2008
The Gladiator Game.
He had been sitting on the rooftop for several days now, under the merciless rain and sun. He didn't really know what was expected of him. His back was aching really badly and he wanted out as soon as possible. "Hell of a damn job," he thought while peering through his binoculars "I should have been a librarian instead."
His job was to observe his target. At times, his target would just stay motionless, driving the senses out of him and rendering his mind numb. At times, his target would move like a cheetah, urging him to the brinks of desperation. And all he could do, was to observe, and wait.
His target knew that he was there, oh yea, she did. She was a sitting duck, knowing that people were observing her from every single angle possible, yet she stayed, as instructed by her superiors. She often found it difficult to calm herself down.
At times she trembled in fear tied to a chair in the middle of a clearing, for she knew her time was almost up. At times she felt, so helpless, as she was unwanted by her superiors and they had forsaken her, leaving her with no other place to go. At times, she felt so impatient, not knowing why death wouldn't claim her earlier. "Damn it," she thought tied to a chair with tears trickling down her cheeks "I should have been a stationary seller instead."
It was like an extreme cat and mouse game. Prey and Predator. Edwin and fried chicken.
With much automation, he got into a front crawl position and double corrected his sniper's aim on her head. He peeked at his watch from the corner of his eye, it was almost time. He knew he wasn't alone on this, there were at least 8 other people at various adjacent positions, waiting with murderous intent. "Who ever got the kill first, wins the game," he thought "And it's gonna be me. "
Buzzer goes off.
Thunderous shots echoed through the air. Dust gradually settled. What left in place on the chair was a bloody mess. Her legs remained but her body, was in pieces all over the place radiating away from her like a child's art work of a red sun. "I'm sorry, my child", he thought as he recovered "But life's a bitch, so accept it."
Cheers erupted from the stands as his name flashed up from the big screen. He had won! He had managed to win the game! He stood up, triumphantly, throwing his fists in the air, but suddenly the crowd died down. Bewildered, he turned around to see 3 man in black suits solemnly walking towards him.
"What is this!?" he shouted in confusion and uneasiness.
"Mr Howe, sorry but to inform you this, but you don't have enough money in your Paypal account! "
- Chunhowe, on steaming when he won an ebay auction item, and potong steaming when he realised his paypal account had insufficient funds inside.
His job was to observe his target. At times, his target would just stay motionless, driving the senses out of him and rendering his mind numb. At times, his target would move like a cheetah, urging him to the brinks of desperation. And all he could do, was to observe, and wait.
His target knew that he was there, oh yea, she did. She was a sitting duck, knowing that people were observing her from every single angle possible, yet she stayed, as instructed by her superiors. She often found it difficult to calm herself down.
At times she trembled in fear tied to a chair in the middle of a clearing, for she knew her time was almost up. At times she felt, so helpless, as she was unwanted by her superiors and they had forsaken her, leaving her with no other place to go. At times, she felt so impatient, not knowing why death wouldn't claim her earlier. "Damn it," she thought tied to a chair with tears trickling down her cheeks "I should have been a stationary seller instead."
It was like an extreme cat and mouse game. Prey and Predator. Edwin and fried chicken.
With much automation, he got into a front crawl position and double corrected his sniper's aim on her head. He peeked at his watch from the corner of his eye, it was almost time. He knew he wasn't alone on this, there were at least 8 other people at various adjacent positions, waiting with murderous intent. "Who ever got the kill first, wins the game," he thought "And it's gonna be me. "
Buzzer goes off.
Thunderous shots echoed through the air. Dust gradually settled. What left in place on the chair was a bloody mess. Her legs remained but her body, was in pieces all over the place radiating away from her like a child's art work of a red sun. "I'm sorry, my child", he thought as he recovered "But life's a bitch, so accept it."
Cheers erupted from the stands as his name flashed up from the big screen. He had won! He had managed to win the game! He stood up, triumphantly, throwing his fists in the air, but suddenly the crowd died down. Bewildered, he turned around to see 3 man in black suits solemnly walking towards him.
"What is this!?" he shouted in confusion and uneasiness.
"Mr Howe, sorry but to inform you this, but you don't have enough money in your Paypal account! "
- Chunhowe, on steaming when he won an ebay auction item, and potong steaming when he realised his paypal account had insufficient funds inside.
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Flying Penguins of the World Unite!
# OMFG! FLYING PENGUINS! I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!! HOLLYYYYYYYYYYYYY~~~~
Happy April Fools btw!
No no! the news is real!
Sweat. It's really a BBC April Fools joke. =.= And I was excited for nothing.
ahem.
I saw that coming k?
Happy April Fools btw!
Sweat. It's really a BBC April Fools joke. =.= And I was excited for nothing.
ahem.
I saw that coming k?
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tag by beloved Sarahkatelee who's planning to KO me if I ever touch down at any Malaysian airport.
Tagged by beloved Sarahkatelee who's planning to KO me if I ever touch down at any Malaysian airport.
General...
Real name: Chai Chun Howe
Nicknames: Handsome guy, handsome dude. *dodges spinning heel kick* K k... Howie, Goldfish, Gao Lao, Howe Chun Chai.
Married: Nope.
Whoops! I copied wholesale! =P Now we have the same dress!
Male/Female: F for father. M for mama mah.
High school: Greenridge Secondary School.
College: Taylor's College
University: Sunway Uni College, London College of Accountancy.
Short or long hair: Likes short hair. Wallet prefers long ones.
Are u a healthy freak: Ok la. Likes to chew on grass in free time.
Height: 180?
Do u have a crush on someone?: I accidentally crushed into a lamppost that day with my car.
Do u like yourself: What? You're asking the Prince of Perasaan-ism?
Piercings: About 10 on my left testicle. Another 100 on my right.
Righty of lefty: Right. That's why that side got more.
First....
Surgery:Boob enlargement.
Piercing: So many already. Can't remember.
Person u see in the morning: My fairy Godfather.
Award: in Primary 1 gua. The starting of many more to come. *cheyyy*I bet I cheated.
Sport you joined: Exercising rights, raising eyebrows and jumping to conclusions.
Pet: I think my first pet was a family pet, of aquarium fishes. That died.
Then it was a dog. That got given away.
Then it was a pair chicken of chickens. That goteaten given away.
Then it was a pair of terrapins. One died, the other's STILL ALIVE! LIVE ON BABE!!!
Don't know whats with me and animals..
OH recently there was a gorilla scare in my area. Its been some time since those meddlesome primates dared to venture into our secured perimeter!
*story*
I was in my house and i heard this confused 'meow' from my tiny terrapin. I came out to see the gorilla in my porch about 3 cm from my terrapin poised to attack. My poor terrapin knew it was dangerous but at the same time knew it wasn't something she could handle! I immediately grabbed my terrapin by the hind legs, spun her like a football, dribbled her pass 4 defenders, took her up, shot for 3 pointer, missed, rebounded, volleyed her against the goalpost, and as she flew back, I slapped her with an iron 7 golfclub into the house and proceeded to kill the gorilla. I had to.
And when I finally disposed of the gorilla carcass, my terrapin had died.
I wonder why.
*dodges kamehame-ha*
Vacation: When to the moon once. Mars was fun.
Concert: Ya hor... never been to one leh. Sponsers?
First crush: There was this bug that was irritating me sooooo much.. so...
Currently...
Eating: I can't eat and blog at the same time. I type with 2 hands.
Drinking: I can't drink and blog...
I'm about to: Sleep.
Your future...
Want kids: Yea. I sincerely hope they don't turn out to be like me. lol~
Want to get married: What? I'm supposed to bring up my kid alone?
Careers in mind: Auditor, Financial Controller, Consultant, Turn-Around Man. Artist. Flasher. Nudist. Gigolo.
Which is better?Lips or eyes?: lol~
Hugs or kisses: Hugs from guys. Kisses from girls. Aha!
Shorter or taller?: Longer. HAIR!
Romantic or spontaneous: Are they on the same scale? Can chose both right? But OH YEA... I'M ALREADY BOTH.
Sensitive or loud: Choose sensitive and Edwin puts me to shame. Choose loud and Wanyong puts me to shame. Tough call...
Troublemaker or hesitant?: Why would I want to be any?
Have u ever....
Kissed a stranger?: You can? Interesting.
Drank bubbles: What's bubbles? (copied Sarah's answer, double =p)
Lost glasses/contacts: Yea.
Ran away from home: Yea. more like got chased away from home for almost 3 hours before I decided to go back.
liked someone younger: Eh! I seldom get the chance k?With all these old hags surrounding me...
liked someone older: Yea.
Broke someone's heart: Parent's?
Cried when someone died: Don't remember having so.
Do u believe in...
Yourself?: Yea.
Miracles: Yea, when he comes in the name of Cristiano Ronaldo.
Santa Claus: Erm... if the kids love it, I do too.
Magic: Who believes in magic? Define magic.
Answer truthfully..
Is there someone you want to be with right now?: Yea! In fact, a bunch of them!
Do u believe in God?: I believe in Guan Yin Mah! (Holy Shit! She got wikipedia-ed)
Tag 5 people:
Hmmm... I'll tag people who I don't know much about. Let's see: Jessica Alba, Keira Knightly, Kate Beckinsale, Scarlette Johansson, Jolin Tsai, Maqqie Q..... *dodges nuclear missle* K la. Anyone who thinks it's fun and wants to do it!
PS. Btw, if you're wondering why I'm doing this, read Sarah's blog. You'll understand better.
General...
Real name: Chai Chun Howe
Nicknames: Handsome guy, handsome dude. *dodges spinning heel kick* K k... Howie, Goldfish, Gao Lao, Howe Chun Chai.
Married: Nope.
Whoops! I copied wholesale! =P Now we have the same dress!
Male/Female: F for father. M for mama mah.
High school: Greenridge Secondary School.
College: Taylor's College
University: Sunway Uni College, London College of Accountancy.
Short or long hair: Likes short hair. Wallet prefers long ones.
Are u a healthy freak: Ok la. Likes to chew on grass in free time.
Height: 180?
Do u have a crush on someone?: I accidentally crushed into a lamppost that day with my car.
Do u like yourself: What? You're asking the Prince of Perasaan-ism?
Piercings: About 10 on my left testicle. Another 100 on my right.
Righty of lefty: Right. That's why that side got more.
First....
Surgery:
Piercing: So many already. Can't remember.
Person u see in the morning: My fairy Godfather.
Award: in Primary 1 gua. The starting of many more to come. *cheyyy*
Sport you joined: Exercising rights, raising eyebrows and jumping to conclusions.
Pet: I think my first pet was a family pet, of aquarium fishes. That died.
Then it was a dog. That got given away.
Then it was a pair chicken of chickens. That got
Then it was a pair of terrapins. One died, the other's STILL ALIVE! LIVE ON BABE!!!
Don't know whats with me and animals..
OH recently there was a gorilla scare in my area. Its been some time since those meddlesome primates dared to venture into our secured perimeter!
*story*
I was in my house and i heard this confused 'meow' from my tiny terrapin. I came out to see the gorilla in my porch about 3 cm from my terrapin poised to attack. My poor terrapin knew it was dangerous but at the same time knew it wasn't something she could handle! I immediately grabbed my terrapin by the hind legs, spun her like a football, dribbled her pass 4 defenders, took her up, shot for 3 pointer, missed, rebounded, volleyed her against the goalpost, and as she flew back, I slapped her with an iron 7 golfclub into the house and proceeded to kill the gorilla. I had to.
And when I finally disposed of the gorilla carcass, my terrapin had died.
I wonder why.
*dodges kamehame-ha*
Vacation: When to the moon once. Mars was fun.
Concert: Ya hor... never been to one leh. Sponsers?
First crush: There was this bug that was irritating me sooooo much.. so...
Currently...
Eating: I can't eat and blog at the same time. I type with 2 hands.
Drinking: I can't drink and blog...
I'm about to: Sleep.
Your future...
Want kids: Yea. I sincerely hope they don't turn out to be like me. lol~
Want to get married: What? I'm supposed to bring up my kid alone?
Careers in mind: Auditor, Financial Controller, Consultant, Turn-Around Man. Artist. Flasher. Nudist. Gigolo.
Which is better?Lips or eyes?: lol~
Hugs or kisses: Hugs from guys. Kisses from girls. Aha!
Shorter or taller?: Longer. HAIR!
Romantic or spontaneous: Are they on the same scale? Can chose both right? But OH YEA... I'M ALREADY BOTH.
Sensitive or loud: Choose sensitive and Edwin puts me to shame. Choose loud and Wanyong puts me to shame. Tough call...
Troublemaker or hesitant?: Why would I want to be any?
Have u ever....
Kissed a stranger?: You can? Interesting.
Drank bubbles: What's bubbles? (copied Sarah's answer, double =p)
Lost glasses/contacts: Yea.
Ran away from home: Yea. more like got chased away from home for almost 3 hours before I decided to go back.
liked someone younger: Eh! I seldom get the chance k?
liked someone older: Yea.
Broke someone's heart: Parent's?
Cried when someone died: Don't remember having so.
Do u believe in...
Yourself?: Yea.
Miracles: Yea, when he comes in the name of Cristiano Ronaldo.
Santa Claus: Erm... if the kids love it, I do too.
Magic: Who believes in magic? Define magic.
Answer truthfully..
Is there someone you want to be with right now?: Yea! In fact, a bunch of them!
Do u believe in God?: I believe in Guan Yin Mah! (Holy Shit! She got wikipedia-ed)
Tag 5 people:
Hmmm... I'll tag people who I don't know much about. Let's see: Jessica Alba, Keira Knightly, Kate Beckinsale, Scarlette Johansson, Jolin Tsai, Maqqie Q..... *dodges nuclear missle* K la. Anyone who thinks it's fun and wants to do it!
PS. Btw, if you're wondering why I'm doing this, read Sarah's blog. You'll understand better.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Scraps of Random Thoughts #01
Seriously, i need to get my priorities right this time. Proudly, I failed my taxation paper in progress test 1. Aha, not funny. This is probably the second time I'm failing a main test in my CAT/ACCA program, you know? The last time was my mock exams in my audit paper. However, i secured 60+ marks in the actual exams, thanks to many days of serious studies and work, along with peer support and stuff.
=D
Oh well, its another month to the progress test 2. My lecturer has mentioned that if anyone fails this time, its no more classes for him/her. Aiks...
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After a quick reply to yeeyoon's tagpost, I sat down and thought through what I really wanted to do with my angbao money, along with my savings and stuff. Probably being an accounting student and currently taking a finance paper, it was definitely certain that leaving my money in the bank wouldn't do much good. In fact, the rate of inflation would do more detriment to our money marginally offset by the meagre interest returns. If the bank's taking my money to make more money, why not let me make it myself? Aha!
Siao ah? Mad ah?
Goodness, I have not even graduated.
.
Just came back earlier from Taman Desa after kena cheated by Xiaoyen to go to Midvalley. Managed to watch the first half at a mamak called "Neesan" (lol sister? cannot rmbr. but Neesin sounds like some japanese noodles leh. might be another Amy. hahahaha! ) Then pro-lly went to the mamaks near my college to watch the remaining last 15 minutes. Nice milo ice and teh tarik.
ManUtd won Liverpool 1-0 at Anfield. Wohoo~ Glory ManUtd!
.
Sweats. That day, i came back from Genting and was utterly tired. That night itself, I had this sick, throbbing headache as I was gleefully typing in front of my com. Suddenly, there was this sickly sweet smell of flowers, just floated out of no where.
O.o
It was without a doubt not a good sign. In stories that i read, a sweet smell like that would normally mean a dirty thing present, something we call a potianak. With no one else in the room, and my weak self with a bloody throbbing headache, i was quite freaked! Could it be that it followed me down from Genting? O-M-G. WTF wei.... Genting is definitely not a clean place, as everyone knows! Walau wei I damn suai lah. F*cking scared, i grabbed my stuff and ran to my friend's room.
When I came back later that night, the smell had vanished. To my relief.
Now, exactly at 4am, I damn f*cking smelled the same smell again, as i try my best to fart to cover up the smell. I cannot help but to feel all the hair on my body standing up, even if I don't have much of body hair. I didn't dare to turn around much, nor look into anything that might reflect light. Its cold, my window's open and its just within sight at a turn of a head.
Then it f*cking occured to me that I had exactly smelled the same smell in Langkawi...
KNN! MY HOUSEMATE WAS SMOKING FLAVOURED CIGARETTES
=D
Oh well, its another month to the progress test 2. My lecturer has mentioned that if anyone fails this time, its no more classes for him/her. Aiks...
.
After a quick reply to yeeyoon's tagpost, I sat down and thought through what I really wanted to do with my angbao money, along with my savings and stuff. Probably being an accounting student and currently taking a finance paper, it was definitely certain that leaving my money in the bank wouldn't do much good. In fact, the rate of inflation would do more detriment to our money marginally offset by the meagre interest returns. If the bank's taking my money to make more money, why not let me make it myself? Aha!
Siao ah? Mad ah?
Goodness, I have not even graduated.
.
Just came back earlier from Taman Desa after kena cheated by Xiaoyen to go to Midvalley. Managed to watch the first half at a mamak called "Neesan" (lol sister? cannot rmbr. but Neesin sounds like some japanese noodles leh. might be another Amy. hahahaha! ) Then pro-lly went to the mamaks near my college to watch the remaining last 15 minutes. Nice milo ice and teh tarik.
ManUtd won Liverpool 1-0 at Anfield. Wohoo~ Glory ManUtd!
.
Sweats. That day, i came back from Genting and was utterly tired. That night itself, I had this sick, throbbing headache as I was gleefully typing in front of my com. Suddenly, there was this sickly sweet smell of flowers, just floated out of no where.
O.o
It was without a doubt not a good sign. In stories that i read, a sweet smell like that would normally mean a dirty thing present, something we call a potianak. With no one else in the room, and my weak self with a bloody throbbing headache, i was quite freaked! Could it be that it followed me down from Genting? O-M-G. WTF wei.... Genting is definitely not a clean place, as everyone knows! Walau wei I damn suai lah. F*cking scared, i grabbed my stuff and ran to my friend's room.
When I came back later that night, the smell had vanished. To my relief.
Now, exactly at 4am, I damn f*cking smelled the same smell again, as i try my best to fart to cover up the smell. I cannot help but to feel all the hair on my body standing up, even if I don't have much of body hair. I didn't dare to turn around much, nor look into anything that might reflect light. Its cold, my window's open and its just within sight at a turn of a head.
Then it f*cking occured to me that I had exactly smelled the same smell in Langkawi...
KNN! MY HOUSEMATE WAS SMOKING FLAVOURED CIGARETTES
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