Hi people. I'm back with one of those entries that you KNOW you love.
The topic is kinda obvious [look up].
Right. SO labels. What are they?? They are basically made for the sole purpose of classifying something. Or in this case...someone.
I find that people tend to label themselves and others WAAAY too often nowadays. Is it necessary? Uh...I don't think so. I think that most of it is due to insecurity. Due to the fact that they need a security blanket (label) to hide under. They basically tell the world that they are a certain way. Don't they wanna have their own person?? I know I rather would.
Oh wait. That's right, Amanda. How could you be so dumb? There are DIFFERENT types of labels.
Sheesh. Get a life. They are all the same.
Look. You get those sterotypes:
- Dumb Jock
- Band Geek
- Nerd
- Bitchy Cheerleader
- Dumb Blonde
The list goes on and on. But do you know whom these labels are for?? Let me show you:
- Dumb Jock -Someone who is good at sports
- Band Geek - A skilled musician
- Nerd - Someone who gets higher marks than you because they actually have a plan for their future
- Bitchy Cheerleader - Someone who is waaaaay more flexible and most likely, lighter than you
- Dumb Blonde - Someone who had the 'misfortune' of being born with blonde hair
Looks a lot dumber now huh?
And how about this:
Insecure 1: Hey!
Insecure 2: Hey! Did you have a good time at the party?
Insecure 1: Yeah! I met a load of people. One of them was even gay!
Sound familiar? Well, look how idiotic it seems if we turn the tables:
Bob: Hey!
Jim: Hey! Did you have a good time at the party?
Bob: Yeah! I met a load of people. One of them was even straight!
Uh...riiight. I that makes A LOT of sense...
See how dumb it is when you get down to the center of it all? People should be classified as people. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less. I mean yeah, you can stay away from people labelled 'axe murderer' I guess, but maybe you should rethink with the whole stereotyping people.
And get to know them before you even THINK of calling them dumb.
Saturday, 27 October 2007
Thursday, 25 October 2007
BOOM! SKID! AHHHH!
You wanna guess what this entry is about?
Yup.
The bus ride yesterday. IT. WAS. AWESOME. I'm actually quite happy about the fact that it was MY bus that it happened to. Though I had a ton of fun and laugh off the experience, I realise that it was a dangerous situation. The bus could have tipped over. (Not to scare you guys or anything)
What happened was the tyre burst and somehow managed to come off and went behind the rim. Yup. It looked quite freaky. So we waited at the side of the highway until a very nice bus driver came along and volunteered to drive us to the rest stop. (I don't know if he was paid or not. I doubt it.) We were told our parents were all informed, but surprise, surprise...they weren't. STOP FEEDING US LIES I SAY!! STOP!!
*ahem*
Anyway, I had a very good conversation with the mother, klutz and duck. It was REALLY good. Especially since I was partially high. I felt kinda mean shooing everyone away, but we HAD to. They would have broken the train of thought we had going on. It was an insightful conversation that I wouldn't trade for a lot of things that I shan't list, lest be condemned to sitting here my whole life...
[I'm wordy]
So yeah. I learnt some new things about them, me and people in general. Some of the stuff was really lame, but some went a bit deeper than that. I doubt we are gonna get an opportunity like that anytime soon...
ANYVAY. I am blogging to tell you that I had an awesome tme with them and that being back in Malacca was a thrill. The air was so refreshing...I know about pollution but you have to understand how nice it is to smell familiar air. I was even having fun waiting in the hot sun for the slow RED HOUSE MEMBERS to show up. The atmosphere was one of the best thingies ever. I have a tan now. Don't care.
The 'deep' entry will be coming soon. I have all the ideas, but wanted to get this down asap. Enjoy.
Yup.
The bus ride yesterday. IT. WAS. AWESOME. I'm actually quite happy about the fact that it was MY bus that it happened to. Though I had a ton of fun and laugh off the experience, I realise that it was a dangerous situation. The bus could have tipped over. (Not to scare you guys or anything)
What happened was the tyre burst and somehow managed to come off and went behind the rim. Yup. It looked quite freaky. So we waited at the side of the highway until a very nice bus driver came along and volunteered to drive us to the rest stop. (I don't know if he was paid or not. I doubt it.) We were told our parents were all informed, but surprise, surprise...they weren't. STOP FEEDING US LIES I SAY!! STOP!!
*ahem*
Anyway, I had a very good conversation with the mother, klutz and duck. It was REALLY good. Especially since I was partially high. I felt kinda mean shooing everyone away, but we HAD to. They would have broken the train of thought we had going on. It was an insightful conversation that I wouldn't trade for a lot of things that I shan't list, lest be condemned to sitting here my whole life...
[I'm wordy]
So yeah. I learnt some new things about them, me and people in general. Some of the stuff was really lame, but some went a bit deeper than that. I doubt we are gonna get an opportunity like that anytime soon...
ANYVAY. I am blogging to tell you that I had an awesome tme with them and that being back in Malacca was a thrill. The air was so refreshing...I know about pollution but you have to understand how nice it is to smell familiar air. I was even having fun waiting in the hot sun for the slow RED HOUSE MEMBERS to show up. The atmosphere was one of the best thingies ever. I have a tan now. Don't care.
The 'deep' entry will be coming soon. I have all the ideas, but wanted to get this down asap. Enjoy.
Monday, 22 October 2007
Think about this.
Check this:
'A good friend accepts you for who you are, but a REAL friend won't let you stay that way.'
Okay. Take a moment to think about that statement. What does it mean?
People are always (sorry if I am generalising) under the impression that friends will accept you just the way you are and leave it at that. Sure, there is nothing wrong with that. But they are also under the impression that is the way it should be: that friends are accepting of who you are as a person. This is true, but then there is also the fact that everybody has faults and imperfections. Do you think you would be a real friend to someone if you let them stay the way they are?? I don't.
Maybe it would help with an example:
Say that there were three friends. Bob, Tom and Jim have known each other their whole lives. They get along really well and know each other to the tiniest of details. (That means that they are aware of each other's faults too.)
Now, one day, Bob mixes with the wrong crowd and gets himself addicted to drugs. Of course his friends are there to give their support and are willing to help him beat it out. But guess what. After a while, Bob decides that he DOESN'T want to beat it and would rather just continue taking drugs.
Tom accepts his friends decision and allows him to do what he wants. He even goes as far as HELPING his friend obtain the drugs. Jim, however, has other plans. Jim goes and tracks Bob down and gives him warnings as well as promises his help and support to get him out of the situation. Bob uses 'if you were my friend, you would accept and respect my decision' to try and get Jim off his back. Jim isn't dumb. Instead of listening to what Bob says, he puts his foot down and beats up the guy. All the while telling him that he better change.
In the end, Bob stops doing drugs. He stays friends with Tom but can no longer look Jim in the eye and tries to avoid him. You know what? Jim doesn't care. Bob stopped and that is all that matters to him.
That's right. A REAL friend should be willing to sacrifice their friendship with you for your benefit. When you say "If you were my friend, you would accept me" just be careful. Would you really want your friends to 'accept' you and watch you rot before their eyes because you chose to do so? If they point out your flaws, call you out on a mistake you made or even threaten you to get you to stop doing something, just realise that they are helping you out.
At the same time, don't be afraid to do the same thing to them. Don't take this reasoning as an excuse to make fun of your friends and insult them. No. This is just supposed to make you realise that a REAL friend is someone you accepts you, but always wants you to change for the better.
I know this is already relevant in some situations. Don't hate the friends who try to change you (for the better), love them more. Remember, they are only looking out for you. :)
'A good friend accepts you for who you are, but a REAL friend won't let you stay that way.'
Okay. Take a moment to think about that statement. What does it mean?
People are always (sorry if I am generalising) under the impression that friends will accept you just the way you are and leave it at that. Sure, there is nothing wrong with that. But they are also under the impression that is the way it should be: that friends are accepting of who you are as a person. This is true, but then there is also the fact that everybody has faults and imperfections. Do you think you would be a real friend to someone if you let them stay the way they are?? I don't.
Maybe it would help with an example:
Say that there were three friends. Bob, Tom and Jim have known each other their whole lives. They get along really well and know each other to the tiniest of details. (That means that they are aware of each other's faults too.)
Now, one day, Bob mixes with the wrong crowd and gets himself addicted to drugs. Of course his friends are there to give their support and are willing to help him beat it out. But guess what. After a while, Bob decides that he DOESN'T want to beat it and would rather just continue taking drugs.
Tom accepts his friends decision and allows him to do what he wants. He even goes as far as HELPING his friend obtain the drugs. Jim, however, has other plans. Jim goes and tracks Bob down and gives him warnings as well as promises his help and support to get him out of the situation. Bob uses 'if you were my friend, you would accept and respect my decision' to try and get Jim off his back. Jim isn't dumb. Instead of listening to what Bob says, he puts his foot down and beats up the guy. All the while telling him that he better change.
In the end, Bob stops doing drugs. He stays friends with Tom but can no longer look Jim in the eye and tries to avoid him. You know what? Jim doesn't care. Bob stopped and that is all that matters to him.
That's right. A REAL friend should be willing to sacrifice their friendship with you for your benefit. When you say "If you were my friend, you would accept me" just be careful. Would you really want your friends to 'accept' you and watch you rot before their eyes because you chose to do so? If they point out your flaws, call you out on a mistake you made or even threaten you to get you to stop doing something, just realise that they are helping you out.
At the same time, don't be afraid to do the same thing to them. Don't take this reasoning as an excuse to make fun of your friends and insult them. No. This is just supposed to make you realise that a REAL friend is someone you accepts you, but always wants you to change for the better.
I know this is already relevant in some situations. Don't hate the friends who try to change you (for the better), love them more. Remember, they are only looking out for you. :)
Hugs. Are. Good.
That's right people.
A study has been done (I don't know where...don't ask) and it has been proven that a person needs four hugs a day in order to grow emotionally. Surprised? I know you didn't see something like this coming. :)
But think about it for a bit and you'll see that it actually makes sense. Look, here is the list of reasons people hug each other:
- As a show of support.
- In happiness.
- To greet an old friend.
- To say goodbye.
- Just to show someone that you care.
There are more reasons, but I would be here for a while. These are the main ones. If I have missed another one, just leave a comment or something. As you can see, all the reasons are linked to emotions. Therefore the above statement makes complete sense.
Can you imagine going your whole life without a single hug? Not only would you be a lonely person, but you'd also be angry because you basically wouldn't know how to love.
No love = No feeling
You would basically fail as a person. Sure, this is an extreme example, but it wakes people up to the reality of the situation. I'm gonna have to bring up that camp again...
When we were at the camp, it kept being forced down our throats that hugging was good. There was this one 'venting' session where either your counsellor or your team mates would yell at you if they thought that you hadn't been giving everything you got. It was loud and involved a lot of banging and crying. Emotions again. The rants would also have to end with 'I love you' and a hug. See what I mean??
The point that they were trying to get across was emotional 'completion' is a vital part of success. I agree. So you know what this means right? Now that hugs are illegal at school, you are gonna have to find another way to get the support. Or do it illegally. ;)
A study has been done (I don't know where...don't ask) and it has been proven that a person needs four hugs a day in order to grow emotionally. Surprised? I know you didn't see something like this coming. :)
But think about it for a bit and you'll see that it actually makes sense. Look, here is the list of reasons people hug each other:
- As a show of support.
- In happiness.
- To greet an old friend.
- To say goodbye.
- Just to show someone that you care.
There are more reasons, but I would be here for a while. These are the main ones. If I have missed another one, just leave a comment or something. As you can see, all the reasons are linked to emotions. Therefore the above statement makes complete sense.
Can you imagine going your whole life without a single hug? Not only would you be a lonely person, but you'd also be angry because you basically wouldn't know how to love.
No love = No feeling
You would basically fail as a person. Sure, this is an extreme example, but it wakes people up to the reality of the situation. I'm gonna have to bring up that camp again...
When we were at the camp, it kept being forced down our throats that hugging was good. There was this one 'venting' session where either your counsellor or your team mates would yell at you if they thought that you hadn't been giving everything you got. It was loud and involved a lot of banging and crying. Emotions again. The rants would also have to end with 'I love you' and a hug. See what I mean??
The point that they were trying to get across was emotional 'completion' is a vital part of success. I agree. So you know what this means right? Now that hugs are illegal at school, you are gonna have to find another way to get the support. Or do it illegally. ;)
Sunday, 21 October 2007
Saturday, 20 October 2007
Wish I was there...
*sigh*
As most of you already know, there was a football tournament today. One that I couldn't attend. Trust me, I want to be there. Caught in the rain? Injuries? Loss? So be it. I would rather be there and experience all those things with you guys instead of here, dry and safe at home.
From what I hear, the scores are not brilliant at the moment. I've got two of the three results:
3-0 to Alice Smith (A team)
2-0 to GIS
I'm waiting for the next set. The game was played exactly an hour ago. Well, that's when it was supposed to be played, the rain might have changed things.
I am so restless here at home. This was my ABSOLUTE LAST tournament and I am sitting it out in front of calculus. I am irritated, angry, upset and slightly gutted at this fact. It sucks that I can't even be there to cheer them on. I am here instead sending out text messages asking how things are going. But I'm not pathetic enough to go get my jersey out the closet and stare at it longingly...
I don't pity myself if that it what you are thinking. I honestly don't want your pity either. I just want to make it clear that I did not CHOOSE to sit out what is possibly the last game of the year. If I actually had the choice, I would be on that field with you people.
I fought for it you know. I fought. Presented them with ALL the reasons I should go, but guess what. I lost. Maybe they just don't see it the way I do. THE LAST ONE. It's not a game anymore. You know what they suggested? To play in college or uni. It's so far away. I just held it all in. Nothing I can do.
Believe me when I say I have had enough 'I hate you' s. Really. I would appreciate it if you guys stopped. [more than one person has said this to me] Are you seriously that selfish that you are gonna blame something like this on me? What is the reason may I ask? Why do you hate me? Cuz you are gonna lose? Wow. THAT selfish huh? The only reason you want me there is because I might be able to help you guys win? HA. Then I don't wanna be there. Even if I was, how much can I do as one person? You all have to work together and aim to win.
Don't apologise if you have said 'I hate you' to me for this reason. Don't. Because I know that you don't really mean it. But think about it and what you are actually telling people about yourself. I will take it lightly, shoot something back, but also register the fact that YOU said it. Keep that in mind.
I'm probably gonna post again later when I've got the last set of results and talked to a few of the team members...
As most of you already know, there was a football tournament today. One that I couldn't attend. Trust me, I want to be there. Caught in the rain? Injuries? Loss? So be it. I would rather be there and experience all those things with you guys instead of here, dry and safe at home.
From what I hear, the scores are not brilliant at the moment. I've got two of the three results:
3-0 to Alice Smith (A team)
2-0 to GIS
I'm waiting for the next set. The game was played exactly an hour ago. Well, that's when it was supposed to be played, the rain might have changed things.
I am so restless here at home. This was my ABSOLUTE LAST tournament and I am sitting it out in front of calculus. I am irritated, angry, upset and slightly gutted at this fact. It sucks that I can't even be there to cheer them on. I am here instead sending out text messages asking how things are going. But I'm not pathetic enough to go get my jersey out the closet and stare at it longingly...
I don't pity myself if that it what you are thinking. I honestly don't want your pity either. I just want to make it clear that I did not CHOOSE to sit out what is possibly the last game of the year. If I actually had the choice, I would be on that field with you people.
I fought for it you know. I fought. Presented them with ALL the reasons I should go, but guess what. I lost. Maybe they just don't see it the way I do. THE LAST ONE. It's not a game anymore. You know what they suggested? To play in college or uni. It's so far away. I just held it all in. Nothing I can do.
Believe me when I say I have had enough 'I hate you' s. Really. I would appreciate it if you guys stopped. [more than one person has said this to me] Are you seriously that selfish that you are gonna blame something like this on me? What is the reason may I ask? Why do you hate me? Cuz you are gonna lose? Wow. THAT selfish huh? The only reason you want me there is because I might be able to help you guys win? HA. Then I don't wanna be there. Even if I was, how much can I do as one person? You all have to work together and aim to win.
Don't apologise if you have said 'I hate you' to me for this reason. Don't. Because I know that you don't really mean it. But think about it and what you are actually telling people about yourself. I will take it lightly, shoot something back, but also register the fact that YOU said it. Keep that in mind.
I'm probably gonna post again later when I've got the last set of results and talked to a few of the team members...
Wednesday, 17 October 2007
State of Mind.
Right people. Listen up, this is kinda new to some of you people.
The power of your state of mind. (Yes this blog is supposed to be random and stuff, but some of you need to be exposed to these things. Now.)
So yeah. Your state of mind greatly affects everything around you. This, to some, may seem proposterous, but guess what...I'M. NOT. WRONG. Lets start with a simple situation:
Let's just say you had a really bad day at school. Your project got pigeon-pooed on in the morning, you got in trouble for something you didn't do (and I'm not talking about homework, cuz if that's the case, you deserve it), the teachers dump a whole load of work on you and worst of all, your friends decide that they wanna pick on you. By the end of the day, you are gonna feel really crappy.
So what do you do?? You bask in it. You drown yourself in your own sorrow. You get home and mope. By the time you are half finished moping, you realise that you can't get all your work done. So you go to school the next day and the cycle starts all over again.
You lose confidence. You lose friends. You eventually become a loner with no direction. Why? Simple. You are too busy feeling sorry for yourself.
You can see that this will get you nowhere and will pull you back from your full potential. The example I used above is pretty extreme, but you get the point I am trying to put across right? I mean, even the smallest thing can start you on something like this.
Look, at the 'motivational' camp I attended, they stressed on this point. We even had an activity on it.
They would get us to lie on the floor and would tell us that we are 'steel rods', strong rods of steel that can withstand anything. As they continued repeating utterances of us being solid and strong, the rest of our group would lift us up and place us between two chairs. Our head on one, feet on the other. Guess what happened next. They got people to sit on us. That's right. They had people sitting on our midsections for a good few seconds. If in the right state of mind, we wouldn't feel a thing.
See? This how it goes. Sometimes, I see people putting themselves down and being pessimistic and whiny about certain situations. I feel like giving them tight slaps across the faces.
Wake up people. We are old enough not to have people reassuring us all the time. Your perception on life is ultimately dependent on how your state of mind is. This is why I'm not sick. (Another example) No doubt that William has been hacking his lungs out and spreading germs everywhere, but see this? I'm not sick. You know why? Cuz I told myself I wouldn't get sick. That I was immune to it. It's not that hard. It's a matter of believing yourself and staying in the right state of mind.
You just have to focus.
P.S - In Lesley's case, you have to fooooooohhhhhh-cusss!! [you know what goes here]
The power of your state of mind. (Yes this blog is supposed to be random and stuff, but some of you need to be exposed to these things. Now.)
So yeah. Your state of mind greatly affects everything around you. This, to some, may seem proposterous, but guess what...I'M. NOT. WRONG. Lets start with a simple situation:
Let's just say you had a really bad day at school. Your project got pigeon-pooed on in the morning, you got in trouble for something you didn't do (and I'm not talking about homework, cuz if that's the case, you deserve it), the teachers dump a whole load of work on you and worst of all, your friends decide that they wanna pick on you. By the end of the day, you are gonna feel really crappy.
So what do you do?? You bask in it. You drown yourself in your own sorrow. You get home and mope. By the time you are half finished moping, you realise that you can't get all your work done. So you go to school the next day and the cycle starts all over again.
You lose confidence. You lose friends. You eventually become a loner with no direction. Why? Simple. You are too busy feeling sorry for yourself.
You can see that this will get you nowhere and will pull you back from your full potential. The example I used above is pretty extreme, but you get the point I am trying to put across right? I mean, even the smallest thing can start you on something like this.
Look, at the 'motivational' camp I attended, they stressed on this point. We even had an activity on it.
They would get us to lie on the floor and would tell us that we are 'steel rods', strong rods of steel that can withstand anything. As they continued repeating utterances of us being solid and strong, the rest of our group would lift us up and place us between two chairs. Our head on one, feet on the other. Guess what happened next. They got people to sit on us. That's right. They had people sitting on our midsections for a good few seconds. If in the right state of mind, we wouldn't feel a thing.
See? This how it goes. Sometimes, I see people putting themselves down and being pessimistic and whiny about certain situations. I feel like giving them tight slaps across the faces.
Wake up people. We are old enough not to have people reassuring us all the time. Your perception on life is ultimately dependent on how your state of mind is. This is why I'm not sick. (Another example) No doubt that William has been hacking his lungs out and spreading germs everywhere, but see this? I'm not sick. You know why? Cuz I told myself I wouldn't get sick. That I was immune to it. It's not that hard. It's a matter of believing yourself and staying in the right state of mind.
You just have to focus.
P.S - In Lesley's case, you have to fooooooohhhhhh-cusss!! [you know what goes here]
Friday, 12 October 2007
Class of 2008, PAY ATTENTION!
Okay guys, listen up. This HAS to happen.
We have to have a graduation video for our year done. AND it has to beat out that one that Nick D. did. That one is really good, so if you don't know what I'm talking about, you might wanna go and check it out on YouTube. To know what I'm trying to get across.
This had gotta be one of the best years there ever is and will be, so we have to make the most of it. We also have to get everything that we need before CERTAIN PEOPLE leave, because we wanna include everyone in this thing. Even the one for last years Year 11's was good. (I'm in it btw...haha...but that's not the point)
I dunno why I am suddenly so driven to want to do this NOW. I've talked about it, and people agree with me, but I have watched the other ones and every time that I do, I feel the urge to remind you guys that this REALLY has to happen. We don't even have to share it with the world. It's just something for us to keep as a memory of some of the best years of our lives. And maybe a small reminder to stay young at heart, because that is the best thing you could do with your life.
I know I've had fun for the four years I have spent with you guys, and don't lie, I know you enjoyed them too. ;)
We have to have a graduation video for our year done. AND it has to beat out that one that Nick D. did. That one is really good, so if you don't know what I'm talking about, you might wanna go and check it out on YouTube. To know what I'm trying to get across.
This had gotta be one of the best years there ever is and will be, so we have to make the most of it. We also have to get everything that we need before CERTAIN PEOPLE leave, because we wanna include everyone in this thing. Even the one for last years Year 11's was good. (I'm in it btw...haha...but that's not the point)
I dunno why I am suddenly so driven to want to do this NOW. I've talked about it, and people agree with me, but I have watched the other ones and every time that I do, I feel the urge to remind you guys that this REALLY has to happen. We don't even have to share it with the world. It's just something for us to keep as a memory of some of the best years of our lives. And maybe a small reminder to stay young at heart, because that is the best thing you could do with your life.
I know I've had fun for the four years I have spent with you guys, and don't lie, I know you enjoyed them too. ;)
Thursday, 11 October 2007
I don't know what I'm doing...
Hey again you guys.
I don't know why I'm writing now, there is nothing much to talk about. Well, nothing that I am willing to put up on the internet for anyone with decent internet connection to see. No way you guys. I'm not letting that slip.
I just figured, why not I put up some of the lamest/weirdest/funniest jokes I have ever come across...well...at least recently:
Knock Knock
Who's there?
You know
You know who?
YES! AVADA KEDAVRA!
Oh no! Pikachu got his eyes knocked out of his head because he was being absoutely retarded and managed to get attacked by a very fierce leaf. How are you going to help him?
A: You Poke 'em on. (Pokemon...please don't tell me you had to read THIS part to understand...)
WARNING: This next passage contains material that might be offensive to some. Proceed at your own risk.
Three girls, a blonde, a brunette and a redhead robbed a bank. Due to a slight miscalculation, they found themselves being chased by two very tubby, yet speedy police officers. They ran into the nearby alley in hope of a good hiding spot.
Spotting three bins, the brunette urged:
"Quick! Before they get here, get in a bin and stay as quiet as sacks of potatoes!"
The other two nodded in understanding and made their way over to the bins swiftly.
"They came in this way!" the police officer said.
Looking around, his partner concluded that the three women were taking refuge in the trash cans at the end of the alley. The men made their way to the bins.
As they approached her, the brunette thought quickly and said:
"Woof, woof"
"It's only a stray dog," the officer said moving onto the next bin.
Equally quickly, the redhead managed to come up with something:
"Meow, meow"
"Only a cat," the other officer announced.
As they approached the last bin, they heard something odd:
"Potatoes! Potatoes!"
Haha. I had fun reading those. I have WAAAY more up my sleeve, but I don't have time for it, so if you wanna be further entertained...you're gonna have to wait and ask me when you see me face to face. Or you could go up to Sara and ask her to tell you the Strawberry joke. Be prepared to be wowed by that one.
I'm out.
I don't know why I'm writing now, there is nothing much to talk about. Well, nothing that I am willing to put up on the internet for anyone with decent internet connection to see. No way you guys. I'm not letting that slip.
I just figured, why not I put up some of the lamest/weirdest/funniest jokes I have ever come across...well...at least recently:
Knock Knock
Who's there?
You know
You know who?
YES! AVADA KEDAVRA!
Oh no! Pikachu got his eyes knocked out of his head because he was being absoutely retarded and managed to get attacked by a very fierce leaf. How are you going to help him?
A: You Poke 'em on. (Pokemon...please don't tell me you had to read THIS part to understand...)
WARNING: This next passage contains material that might be offensive to some. Proceed at your own risk.
Three girls, a blonde, a brunette and a redhead robbed a bank. Due to a slight miscalculation, they found themselves being chased by two very tubby, yet speedy police officers. They ran into the nearby alley in hope of a good hiding spot.
Spotting three bins, the brunette urged:
"Quick! Before they get here, get in a bin and stay as quiet as sacks of potatoes!"
The other two nodded in understanding and made their way over to the bins swiftly.
"They came in this way!" the police officer said.
Looking around, his partner concluded that the three women were taking refuge in the trash cans at the end of the alley. The men made their way to the bins.
As they approached her, the brunette thought quickly and said:
"Woof, woof"
"It's only a stray dog," the officer said moving onto the next bin.
Equally quickly, the redhead managed to come up with something:
"Meow, meow"
"Only a cat," the other officer announced.
As they approached the last bin, they heard something odd:
"Potatoes! Potatoes!"
Haha. I had fun reading those. I have WAAAY more up my sleeve, but I don't have time for it, so if you wanna be further entertained...you're gonna have to wait and ask me when you see me face to face. Or you could go up to Sara and ask her to tell you the Strawberry joke. Be prepared to be wowed by that one.
I'm out.
Sunday, 7 October 2007
Pizza Hut should consider re-hiring...
Seriously, I don't think I have ever encountered THAT bad service in AGES.
FIRST: When Alex tried calling them:
Alex: Sorry, what was that?
Inefficient Staff Member 1: [Says something]
Alex: Oh, yeah. Yes.
ISM 1: [Says something else]
Alex: Sorry what was that? I can't hear you.
ISM 1: *hangs up*
Riiight. That REALLY makes us wanna call back. I was tempted not to, but we are hungry and Dominos is blocked up with orders (due to better service) and we don't really have any other choice when it comes to food. I wanna clock the dude okay.
My Turn:
ISM 2: Hello?
Me: *thinks that she has pressed the wrong number because the usual 'thank you for choosing Pizza Hut, my name is [insert something here] how can I help you?' is missing*
ISM 2: Hello?
Me: Hello?
ISM 2: *launches into routine*
Me: Okay...
As you can tell, it was a VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY long conversation. Do you know how long it was? It was eight minutes and forty three seconds. AHHH! Don't they think that I have better things to do with my life than to listen to the stupid recording tell me about how 'GREAT' Pizza Hut is?? See, they should understand the fact that if they WERE so 'GREAT', I wouldn't be listening to the thing anyway. Grr...illogical poops.
Not only was the conversation long, but I had to hold for about five minutes. I can't take that. It took them that long to find out where Bandar Utama was, then un-holded me and asked:
'Where is Bandar Utama?'.
*blinks*
I swear, if my phone was anymore fragile, it would have broken to bits. How can you keep someone waiting for so long and expect them to call you back and order again?
AND she couldn't speak English properly. I'm not trying to discriminate against people who don't speak fluent english, but when you are frustrated, ANYTHING pisses you off. So yeah, I was ready to slam something into the wall. Anything. I didn't though.
*inhales*
Okay. I think that's about it. Continuing would be bad for my health. The pizza arrived. I like the delivery guy SO much better than the people who sit around computers all day talking on telephones. Maybe the radiation has gotten to their brains.
The pizza is okay. I won't be ordering anytime soon. Next time I'm calling Mickey D's. I don't care if it's soggy. The phone call is guaranteed less than four minutes.
AAAAAAAAAH. See you people in school...
FIRST: When Alex tried calling them:
Alex: Sorry, what was that?
Inefficient Staff Member 1: [Says something]
Alex: Oh, yeah. Yes.
ISM 1: [Says something else]
Alex: Sorry what was that? I can't hear you.
ISM 1: *hangs up*
Riiight. That REALLY makes us wanna call back. I was tempted not to, but we are hungry and Dominos is blocked up with orders (due to better service) and we don't really have any other choice when it comes to food. I wanna clock the dude okay.
My Turn:
ISM 2: Hello?
Me: *thinks that she has pressed the wrong number because the usual 'thank you for choosing Pizza Hut, my name is [insert something here] how can I help you?' is missing*
ISM 2: Hello?
Me: Hello?
ISM 2: *launches into routine*
Me: Okay...
As you can tell, it was a VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY long conversation. Do you know how long it was? It was eight minutes and forty three seconds. AHHH! Don't they think that I have better things to do with my life than to listen to the stupid recording tell me about how 'GREAT' Pizza Hut is?? See, they should understand the fact that if they WERE so 'GREAT', I wouldn't be listening to the thing anyway. Grr...illogical poops.
Not only was the conversation long, but I had to hold for about five minutes. I can't take that. It took them that long to find out where Bandar Utama was, then un-holded me and asked:
'Where is Bandar Utama?'.
*blinks*
I swear, if my phone was anymore fragile, it would have broken to bits. How can you keep someone waiting for so long and expect them to call you back and order again?
AND she couldn't speak English properly. I'm not trying to discriminate against people who don't speak fluent english, but when you are frustrated, ANYTHING pisses you off. So yeah, I was ready to slam something into the wall. Anything. I didn't though.
*inhales*
Okay. I think that's about it. Continuing would be bad for my health. The pizza arrived. I like the delivery guy SO much better than the people who sit around computers all day talking on telephones. Maybe the radiation has gotten to their brains.
The pizza is okay. I won't be ordering anytime soon. Next time I'm calling Mickey D's. I don't care if it's soggy. The phone call is guaranteed less than four minutes.
AAAAAAAAAH. See you people in school...
Thursday, 4 October 2007
Morph Me
GUESS WHAT??
We have had an iMac taking residence on our coffee table for a grand total of five days. It has been one of the funniest things ever. As you all probably know, the iMac. along with a lot of other Apple monitors have a built in camera with special effects. Hehe. Leave me alone with a funny camera and you can guess what happens.
I. HAVE. FUN.
Not only do I get bunch of weird photos of me, but I get a good laugh out of the whole thing. I have pictures of me looking like a frog to some of me looking like a complete idiot. Just plain and simple stupid. Ah, what fun.
I suggest that you go give it a shot whenever you have the chance to. Even if it means that you have to make a stop by the apple store the next time you are in the mall and fool around with the machines on display. Don't break them though. That would be bad.
So yeah.
Go let loose and have a good laugh at yourself. It's one of those natural highs. No one can see you look weird, so what is there to lose? Plus, who cares if they see you? You shouldn't. It's their own problem if they are insecure poops.
:)
We have had an iMac taking residence on our coffee table for a grand total of five days. It has been one of the funniest things ever. As you all probably know, the iMac. along with a lot of other Apple monitors have a built in camera with special effects. Hehe. Leave me alone with a funny camera and you can guess what happens.
I. HAVE. FUN.
Not only do I get bunch of weird photos of me, but I get a good laugh out of the whole thing. I have pictures of me looking like a frog to some of me looking like a complete idiot. Just plain and simple stupid. Ah, what fun.
I suggest that you go give it a shot whenever you have the chance to. Even if it means that you have to make a stop by the apple store the next time you are in the mall and fool around with the machines on display. Don't break them though. That would be bad.
So yeah.
Go let loose and have a good laugh at yourself. It's one of those natural highs. No one can see you look weird, so what is there to lose? Plus, who cares if they see you? You shouldn't. It's their own problem if they are insecure poops.
:)
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