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]
Wednesday, 17 October 2007
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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