Power Nap

As i type this music is playing thru the speakers in a soft lull mood. This is part of the changes made to the curriculum this year which included a power nap of about 15 mins every day from 2.45 to 3.00. though the staff are nt supposed to be joining the this nap(things might jus go haywire if we sleep) i find myself actually enjoying the music and the soft inspiring sounds.. like im in  a spa… haha though nt actually cause still have so much of werk to be done…

the staff meeting today turned out horrendous cause i was super late, the meeting was like at 7:30 and i reached like at 8am, i was having a bad tudung day… and then when i rushed down the block i realised that there was so many hailing hands already along the street i didn’t wan to take any chances so i left for the mrt station and then missed the train and when i finally gt to the school they ask me to rush down to meeting room where i came in all flushed and had a thousand eyes looking at me and i remember some muttering of an apology but i wouldnt know cause i decided to block everything that happened out of my memory…

so ok our new level head for physics turned out to be ths really initiative teacher and seemed really interested in involving the lab staff in the meetings and all and finally i think we can come out of our shell.. so he sat us down later in the morning and listed our targets to improve and upgrade the level of our lab system into this super lab where everything in cool and hip.. sounded interesting but kinda also means more werk… Booo

so anywhoos looks like my werk is pretty cut out for me for the mean time with all the innovative talk so i shall rest my head and my fingers and actually get ny butt off this chair and start werking.. so till next time….

 

Still Blue

Here i thought mayb i could take mc today, guess not, im still at werk due to a sicko piece of mind that i have..

ok like i said last weekend i had a wedding that i attended that had a full event throughout the wedding like games and bhangra dances to keep the atendees occupied so that they didn’t have to keep staring at the couple. i realised that most malay wedding are like that where you come just to eat, ogle at the bride and groom and then leave, now i would say that is a waste of a perfectly good weekend especially after taking all the pains to dress up. But in plain truth that is exactly what happens, sad huh! Even through this simplicity a wedding as plain as that can fetch up to a hefty sum of 12, 000 sing dollars the very least. Wow and after which you have a whole lotta expenses coming up like tha house and furniture and not to mention the honey moon… What a downer..

Who would have thought that getting married could really leave u broke.. But that’s just the way the world is… Anywhoos,

This weekend also let me catch up on the movie SAW 3 which can i just say is super gross, with all the torture stuff and all.. Man that is one sick mind whoever wrote that movie, i mean how do u imagine getting someone hurt like that, u must have a really really twisted mind and all..

All through the movie i was wincing like never before, like i could feel the pain man..Gore.. that’s what it’s all about… Definately nt for the weak hearted…

On sunday i attended a talk on family and one point that brought my attention was the increasing number of malay youngsters that were getting married by the year of 21. i then realised it was really true, most of my malay frens who are already married and soon to be. Could it be due to the old tradition or are they just encouraged by family to wed before the whole kampung starts to talk about how u’re still an unwanted bride? Hmm i mean like i highlighted before my family is very particular on this very subject, they really enforce this rules on all their girls to get married before they reach 25 and though as modern kind of thinking can get me i can’t run away from it.

 The fact that marriage at young age may render more problems then couples who are more matured and more settled, this is definately nt a factor for consideration anymore, they just wanna look good. It’s like being married renders you into an exclusive club that makes you superior and looks like u have ur whole life settled right in front of ur eyes and thus wanting other to see that…

Nt as much as i think though.. i mean getting married is fun with the grand wedding and the love of ur life with you everyday of ur life and the till death do us part and all that shit, think of the responsibility,the kid, the husband, you know no matter how many standards you fight there always is this expectency that women are to provide for their husbands and so that is nt somethingi want to wake uo to every day, or having a kid to entertain at all hours regardless of how bored you get and the nagging that follows everytime you end up home late out with the girlfrens…

Marriage huh…..

Asyura

Today is ‘Hari Asyura’ the tenth day in the islamic calender, and if you fast today, there will be many benefits for you to sow, like spending money on ur loved ones today will ensure you substantial wealth for years to come.This is because today the 10th of Muharram, years ago held many important religious events thus rendering today an auspicious day in the islamic calendar…

As today is monday we all feel a little less energetic, a little more blue and to add to my pain, im sick today… the works, flu, fever cough and so on.. nevertheless here i am still at werk trying my best to put up a great front even though im sick and hungry due to the fast… I am great…

Feels like the lab clock is ticking too slow today, i finished my work as much as i could put in today yet here i am waiting for 4.30 to come so that i can finally go to see my fav dr liao and then i can go but food that i like to break fast today….

Hmm actully had more to update on the weekend that i had but somehow due to my acidic throat i dun really feel like typing much?

Though i still have nothing much to do until 3 when my’fav’ teacher comes in to demand more things then i have already prepared of. sheesh teachers huh! well until then im sure to update tmr whether i am sitting at home or coming to werk ok… i love my job to much to take too many mc.. im only saying this cause i already took one early this month… hmmm a bit of a slacker i am.. well still no youtube in school computer.. bloody hell… prejudice right… okok im out….

Day 2 without Youtube

ok so nw that i have a laptop i thought hey i can watch youtube right?? WRONG!!! Turns out the server dies on that particular webpage, i tell you this is unjust what bad luck is this…. i am nt having a good life in general here of this very moment…

In other news, i kinda feel like i should be doing some retail theraphy really soon, i need to shop too bad all my buddies are busy doing one thing or the other…hmmm

ok will need to think of something to keep me occupied till the end of school break, thinking of joining a recreational club or something like an adventure kinda thing… oooo that should be fun, jus imagine trekking in some exotic place taking in the nature and smell of green grass and the cool wind breezing through ur soft hair….. Ahhhh Nature… lemme give u a picture ok just to aid u along….

 Ok now back to reality…. i should really find something to do otherwise i might go nuts real soon… realised that spending too much time at home is pretty draining unlike when i was at school i would be spendinga all my weekend afternoons in the secluded library corners now that school isn’t an excuse i need to find things to do… i need more frens..

who can have too much frends right? but how do u go about finding them? i mean where exactly do i look? can i just go up to someone and say hi i wanna be ur fren? is that normal behaviour? will ppl look at me like im a nutso? wow this is painful stuff!!! hmm shall let you know how this situation gets by…

meanwhile i’ll update as soon as i get a direction…. ooo and suggestions on the frens thing is so welcome….

Blue Thursday….

Well finally yesterday i gt my own laptop at werk after waiting so long for one the whole year round..And now im gonna make full use of it..Yea..

Paulo Coelho once said ‘But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you’re fighting for’

Everyone has dreams, some bigger than others, some not no faraway, some truly based on imagination. And through these dreams that we struggle so hard to understand and begin to strive for, we fall. And everyone does fall, the difference is whether you can stand up again. We go through so much defeat in this life that we can differentiate what we can get through easily and the ones that we have to struggle to face a step at a time. Sometimes i look back and wonder how i could have faced the defeat, somehow telling me that i could be strong if i wanted to, like something that defines you, and then i get into another defeat and i crumble all over again.

Somehow we can’t help that we are made to react badly when we fail, an unspoken rule. A rule that makes or breaks you. But is it better to have made the mistake then not even trying at all.. Of course. Someday you’ll look back at what you failed and see where it has brought you then and that’s when you realise that everything you have achieved after that had an impact at which you failed and presevered to carry on which a new vigour.. A new you, a you that wants to be better, a you with a clearer destination, a you that’s not afraid of failure. After all Thomas Edison did say that ‘Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.’

 
 

I told you it was coming!!!!

Ok i know im a freak when it comes round, but i just love all the hannibal lector movies, i have all of them in collector edition dvd’s so this movie is a must watch in my list!!!Wooohoooooo!!!!!!! 

Secret Crush!!!

Hey, guess what, yest as i was heading home from werk i saw him. the guy i spent my teenage years gushing over, the first guy i wrote a love letter too. and the first guy who called me a silly school girl.. I remember everything about him, his lovely eyes, the way his specs make him look oh so smart, they way he runs, they way he smiles with that oh so cute dimples..

How could you forget a guy like that, and yest when i saw him i was so in total crush mode, i was practically blushing throughout the way home. Though he kinda made a fool outta me, i guess thats part of growing up.

I’m sure there are others out there that felt it too right? When u ave a crush on this absolutely perfect other and then go through hell to find out everything u can abt that person, plan a perfect way to let him know how u feel, only to find that he looks at u like some kinda bugger or something… Bah!

I dun know if all girls feel this way, but i do, sometimes i feel like mayb if i was prettier, smarter mayb the guys i like would like me back..Jus a dream, a fantasy more like it, more what ifs.. It’s nt like i dun hv self esteem, but i mean a girl can only take so much pain right.. But hey life is like that, unfair,mostly a bitch.. But on it goes..

Hmm so what can i do till then, just dream away, mayb someday in a faraway land i could b wit him and all in life is perfect, he turns out to own a booming business and in an instant we are millionares, and we get so famous, we have the most perfect children and the biggest house money can buy. And cars that come and go with style. Sitting in the backyard, eating a spread of breakfast, me in head to toe designer, and him looking all fly.. with our precious boy of 3 yrs old and girl of 5 running around playing in the greenest of lawns…..

Haizzzzzzzzzzz

Girl sure can dream…………………

Hardcore Lesbian Action

 

First of all, ignore the headline.. Just a publicity thing… I know what im in for dun worry about it… it happens

Since we’re in the topic itself, let’s just brush on that a little… Can i imagine the power of porn. let’s not overlook this ok, its huge, u;ve seen youtube sites that are more visited turns out to be some chick with great bod shaking their thangs on a webcam…

Imagine we women hold so much power with our bodies its unimagineable. whereas when we see a dick we go all like’ is that supposed to look like that?’

hmmm jus my opinion ok no need to get overly upset or anything… OK so back to those videos, i mean please they strut their stuff ard and then cry rape or sexual harrasement what the hell is that about.. So men if u dun already know this WOMEN=DANGER

when a woman gets close too u, be afraid, be very afraid, for every move you make determines which level of base you fet to go to. Play it too fast, u end up straight in chambers and play it safe u light actually get into her knickers..

So to those of you who came here to see girl on girl action im sorry but im sure there will be more other websites to go! (Not that i would know or anything!)

And to those of u who are just suprised about the title and just thought u’d have a look see once agian this is not what its supposed to be… U know how u just sometimes wonder around the internet and suddenly there’s tis pop up with interesting titiles, which seem so intriguing and then u just though hey come on just check it out for fun’s sake and then to realise u learnt something new.. it’s all in the name of education, no need to act all innocent and pure ok! Sex is holy embrace it! It;’s the key to life!

So those of you who haven seen porn you should go ahead and watch it, it’ll teach you things… Really!

Ok i have to add a disclaimer though!

 Im not suggesting you should do it (it u idiot! ok i mean sex!) ok , cause im a devout muslim and we dun condone pre marital sex and all that shit. but watching it with substantial amount of control is ok… JUST KNOW WHAT U’RE DOIN OK… And dun get caught!!!

So the next time my door’s locked you know what im doin!! (Hee hee i’m kidding!)

Have an open mind ok

Oh ya if any of my cousins are reading this, ….. Ah darn it i can’t explain……

Happy New Year!!!

 

Ok i know this is my first entry for 2007 but all i have to say is im still having my darned exams ok… Still 2 more days to go before i can go partying so after the 5th i promise i will write more good stuff ok!!!

Just to update, had a great hari raya haj tho i really missed a few ppl whowerent there, te beach party the next day rocked too… Anyway i gotta talk less and study more.. Aidios kiddos!!! Till the 5th… De intellectual One out!!!

Anyways here a joke to tie u up in the meantime!!!!

A MOTHER’S COMPUTER DILEMMA….

Dear Mr. Johnson:
Ann Landers wouldn’t print this. I have nowhere else to turn. I have
to get the word out. Warn other parents. I must be rambling on. Let
me try and explain.
It’s about my son, Billy. He’s always been a good, normal 10-year-old
boy. Well, last spring we sat down after dinner to select a summer camp
for Billy.
We sorted through the camp brochures. There were the usual camps with
swimming, canoeing, games, singing by the campfire — you know. There
were sports camps and specialty camps for weight reduction, music,
military camps and camps that specialized in Tibetan knot tying.
I tried to talk him into Camp Winnepoopoo. It’s where he went last
year. Billy would have none of it. Billy pulled a brochure out of his
pocket. It was for a COMPUTER CAMP! We should have put our foot down
right there, if only we had known. He left three weeks ago.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT HAS HAPPENED. He’s changed. I can’t explain it. See
for yourself.

These are some of my little Billy’s letters:

Letter # 1
———-
The kids are dorky nerds. The food stinks. The computers are the only
good part. We’re learning how to program. Late at night is the best
time to program, so they let us stay up.

Love, Billy.

Letter # 2
————-
Dear Mom, Camp is O.K. Last night we had pizza in the middle of the
night. We all get to choose what we want to drink. By the way, can you
make Szechwan food? I’m getting used to it now. Gotta go, it’s time
for the flowchart class.

Love, Billy.
P.S. This is written on a word processor. Pretty swell, huh? It’s
spell checked too.

Letter # 3
————-
Dear Mom, Don’t worry. We do regular camp stuff. We told ghost stories
by the glow of the green computer screens. It was real neat. I don’t
have much of a tan cause we don’t go outside very often. You can’t see
the computer screen in the sunlight anyway. That wimp camp I went to
last year fed us weird food too. Lay off, Mom. I’m OK, really.

Love, Billy.

Letter # 4
————-
Dear Mom, I’m fine. I’m sleeping enough. I’m eating enough. This is
the best camp ever. We scared the counselor with some phony worm code.
It was real funny. He got mad and yelled. Can you send more money?
I’ve got to chip in on the phone bill. Did you know that you can talk
to people on a computer? Give my regards to Dad.
Love, Billy.

Letter # 5
————-
Dear Mother, Forget the money for the telephone. We’ve got a way to not
pay. Sorry I haven’t written. I’ve been learning a lot. I’m real good
at getting onto any computer in the country. It’s really easy! I got
into the university’s in less than 15 minutes. Frederick did it in
five, he’s going to show me how. Frederick is my bunk partner. He’s
really smart. He says that I shouldn’t call myself Billy anymore. So,
I’m not.

Signed, William.

Letter # 6
————-
Dear Mother, How nice of you to come up on Parents Day. Why’d you get
so upset? I haven’t gained that much weight. The glasses aren’t real.
Everybody wears them. I was trying to fit in. Believe me, the tape on
them is cool. I thought that you’d be proud of my program. After all,
I’ve made some money on it. A publisher is sending a check for $30,000.
Anyway, I’ve paid for the next six weeks of camp. I won’t be home
until late August.

Regards, William.

Letter # 7
————-
Mother, Stop treating me like a child. True — physically I am only 10
years old. It was silly of you to try to kidnap me. Do not try again.
Remember, I can make your life miserable (i.e. – the bank, credit
bureau, and government computers). I am not kidding. OK?
I won’t write again and this is your only warning. The emotions of this
interpersonal communication drain me.
Sincerely, William.

What can I do, Mr. Johnson? See what I mean? It’s been two weeks since
I’ve heard from my little boy. I know that it’s probably too late to
save my little Billy. But, if by printing these letters you can save
JUST ONE CHILD from a life of programming, please, I beg of you to do
so.

Thank you very much.
Sally Gates, Concerned Parent