Tuesday, August 26, 2008

God ain't that generous.

Beauty of anagrams



Beware of the hen!



I hate under-estimation.

Kids are quick

TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America.
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who found America ?
MARIA: I just did.
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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?

JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.
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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.
9-year-old WINNIE: Me!
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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.
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TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher
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Monday, August 18, 2008

.:~Unblissful holidays: My diary~:.

This happens when a chicken goes desperate.



Okay here's my diary.

Sunday

Morning

Played tennis for an hour. Miraculously,I didn't hit anyone with the tennis ball!!! Well, my sister's head got lucky.

Afternoon
Went to play that childish game clubpenguin. I managed to bully a few penguins...... Could have told them I am George Bush if I didn't curse again. Yeah I said "shit" and the stup*d noop server banned me AGAIN. Well, last time was the 5 letter b word.

Night

Was too bored, went to polish my fingernail, but ended up painting my fingers instead. Went to do skinny Chong's homework, and could have finished it if it the stup*d nail polish didn't smear those pages. Who cares, maybe skinny Chong likes pedicure. Sigh, I shall never touch that nail polish bottle again.

Monday
Morning
Went to 1u, supposed to lead my mom and sis to new wing. I was busy with my phone, so I ended up in the parking lot. Made my mind not to become a tour guide.

*oh, and.... BATMAN FANS!!! go to >>>>> http://whysoserious.com/

Tuesday

Morning
Went to play clubpenguin, but my first account got banned for 72 hours (some stup*d penguin must have reported me for incessantly spreading rumours); went to the second account, and found out that I am banned for the next 24 hours. Not fair!

Wednesday
Morning
The owner of the house next to mine is selling his property at the price of 2.25 million.... (that's more than a 100% increase! greedy lil pig)

Then

I shall play songs through the speakers in my room, FULL BLAST

Then

so the owner shall have to lower down the price.....Nobody likes sound pollution....Well it"s just a semi-d anyway....

Then

In your face people!!! That"s for smoking near my house.


Thursday
Night
Things started to get creepy. I went to my house's study room to sleep(suddenly have the "mood") , and before I slept, I switched on the old radio. But when I woke in the middle of the night, I was surprised to hear no music but those low frequency sounds. Seems like the radio dial moved on its own.... My dad bought the radio a long long time ago, before I was even born, which made me even more positive that the radio's haunted. Well, seems like something else wants to listen to it too. Sharing is caring.

My dad said that the old radio was acting like that before we even moved to our new house here. Oh no, dad, you let the thing follow!!!!

Sunday
Night
Holidays over, what did I do? Ummmmmmm.... nothing.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Holidays....

Note: It's a risk reading this post. You'll see.

Holidays are very boring. Okay maybe not very boring. Boring. Because I have nothing to do except Jeet's homework, which is circles circles circles.

Ghost's festival is over, so I hope it's a shut up for the pantang thing. Unfortunately, but my mind couldn't shut up about that Bloody Mary ghost.

Bloody Mary is a spirit of a mother (often a widow) who murdered her children or a young mother whose baby stolen from her, and yeah she goes mad with grief, what else? Commit suicide. Typical And creepy.

Divination rituals such as the one depicted on this early 20th century Halloween greeting card, where a woman stares into a mirror in a darkened room to catch a glimpse of the face of her future husband, while a witch lurks in the shadows, may be one origin of the Bloody Mary legend. However, there a chance they would see the face of the Grim Reaper instead, which means they will die as virgins......


I read this person's blog, and I happened to come across this----

To summon Bloody Mary you have to go into a bathroom at the stroke of midnight and stand in front of the mirror with a lit candle and with the lights turned off. You chant her name 3 times, “Bloody Mary… Bloody Mary… Bloody Mary…” and then you shout, “I stole your baby!”

And then… in the mirror… you will see the face of a horribly disfigured woman — and she’ll claw your face with razor-sharp nails, leaving you just as terribly mutilated as she is!

The most frightening story in the collection actually didn't even have a ritual. Some people say that if you walk by a mirror in total darkness, regardless of whether you are trying to summon her or not, Bloody Mary will get you.

But if you see Bloody Mary from another angle, it is a popular cocktail containing Vodka and tomato juice.

Okay now don't tell me you can't sleep. I warned you.

Ugh, Siew Jun, now I wish you hadn't told me about the Bloody Mary story.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Achmed The Dead Terrorist


That's Achmed! The dead terrorist! And he's really hilarious. Go to youtube and watch it!!!!
He sang this song during Christmas:

"Oooh, dashing through the sand
With a bomb strapped to my back
I have a a nasty plan
For Christmas in Iraq

I got through Checkpoint A,
But not through Checkpoint B
That's when I got shot in the ass
by the U.S. Military"

2 thumbs up for this!!!!

Disgusting!

My mom went to the refrigerator, and took out ALMOST EVERY SINGLE vegetable and fruit she can find, put them all in the blender, and
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR (sorry I can't pronounce it) went the machine, then she gave it to me and asked me to DRINK!
It looks like.... spaghetti's sauce. Red, a little pink, with all those back black seeds in it. Yuck!!! I tasted it, and it tasted like.....

PAPER SPLOTCHED WITH INK
AND
WOOD

I rather drink ginseng. This is all CRAZY! I tell you, CRAZY! I should have bought INSURANCE before I drink it. But all my mom said was,

" Oh, I forgot to add pineapples."

Friday, August 1, 2008

2OO8 MTV Awards

Out of all the countries, Malaysia. This year, Malaysia, will host the MTV Asia Awards for the first time. Leona Lewis coming, One Republic coming, Pussycat Dolls coming, Panic at the Disco coming.... click Five coming. Hey in fact they all are already HERE! And I'm gonna miss it.