See the guy on the bike on your far left?
He is looped by tyres.
Not only that, he tries to swerve in and out of afternoon traffic near Taman Paramount.
Mati ok Jugak, If become OKU, anak bini cam mane?????
No Brains la!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
bodoh
Do you need proof that sometimes (some) people are just plain stupid?
See the guy on the bike on your far left?
He is looped by tyres.
Not only that, he tries to swerve in and out of afternoon traffic near Taman Paramount.
Mati ok Jugak, If become OKU, anak bini cam mane?????
No Brains la!
See the guy on the bike on your far left?
He is looped by tyres.
Not only that, he tries to swerve in and out of afternoon traffic near Taman Paramount.
Mati ok Jugak, If become OKU, anak bini cam mane?????
No Brains la!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Love you too :)
i love changing my desktop picture at work.
It's always pictures of me, my family or my friends.
Then i saw Uma's desktop, it was really plain with a tiny box.
Me: why so plain?
Uma: look closer
Then i saw it..,
the box had quotes. motivating, heart-warming, feel good quotes.
So i bertekad to get my own quotation desktop picture;
and i found the perfect one for me;
DEFINITELY motivating, heart-warming and feel good
*
*
*
*
awwwwww...cutenesss.
I HEART U ELMO!!
nice kan my desktop *motivating* picture
It's always pictures of me, my family or my friends.
Then i saw Uma's desktop, it was really plain with a tiny box.
Me: why so plain?
Uma: look closer
Then i saw it..,
the box had quotes. motivating, heart-warming, feel good quotes.
So i bertekad to get my own quotation desktop picture;
and i found the perfect one for me;
DEFINITELY motivating, heart-warming and feel good
*
*
*
*
awwwwww...cutenesss.
I HEART U ELMO!!
nice kan my desktop *motivating* picture
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Friday the 5th
A friend sent me this today.Since i'm born on MArch 1st; teal is my color (apparently)
TEAL
You are mostly interested in your looks (go ahead make me sound shallow; like everyone else isn't). And have high standards in picking love (explains so many things). You think and make a solution precisely, and hardly make stupid mistakes (yeaa riteee). You like to lead, and is easy for you to make new friends (really???).
Tuan-tuan dan puan-puan, example orang terlalu free pada pagi hari
*my language teachers migt die of stroke if they read this*
Someone's watching "the time traveller's wife" tonight =)
Tidak Boleh Tunggu! :D
TEAL
You are mostly interested in your looks (go ahead make me sound shallow; like everyone else isn't). And have high standards in picking love (explains so many things). You think and make a solution precisely, and hardly make stupid mistakes (yeaa riteee). You like to lead, and is easy for you to make new friends (really???).
Tuan-tuan dan puan-puan, example orang terlalu free pada pagi hari
*my language teachers migt die of stroke if they read this*
Someone's watching "the time traveller's wife" tonight =)
Tidak Boleh Tunggu! :D
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Aduhai!
Choices. Options.
Why do people always say they want more of these? People start up franchises, add pages to their menus, stock up on many, MANY things all based on the belief that people love having choices.
Me?
I completely loathe-macam-nak-mati it.
It's confusing, time-consuming, too much of effort and doesn't even come with a guarantee.
I hate going to Chillies and turning pages after pages of food without knowing what to choose while the waiter taps his notepad impatiently.
I hate going to stores and being handed down a budget to work under; while having gazillion dresses waiting for you to make up your mind.
(not to mention waiting for the line at the dressing room, hoping that the other girl doesn't take the baju you like, dealing with the looks from your bored family; who will eventually swear never to come out with you again, praying the baju will suit your body and your pocket)
I hate walking in Body Shop and being mesmerized with their pelbagai collection while having the nosy salesperson stick to you like your shadow.
you see, the problem is I'm very intuitive; i work on instincts and the Heart. And i truly believe..,
Shopping is like falling in love.
When you see something, You have to have the initial attraction,
You should feel your heart sinking when you leave it in the shop,
then it conquers your thoughts every waking moment, You dream about your future together, The places you'll go, the people you'll meet, who'll admire and stare till their eyes pop out (all while you're still in the mall OR some times after you've left)
Your heart skips when you see it again,
your heart beats faster when you walk towards it to finally make it yours.
All this before someone else snatches it away from you.
You have this connection that only you understand.
When i have TOO- many choices, I get TOO-stressed and end up falling in LOVE with A LOT of stuff ($$$$ issue) OR HATING it all.Either way, I sedih =(
And my mom thinks shopping can be done quick and easy.
Sheesh!
p/s: I still love Shopping and i found my shopping-philosophy twin; Di! The odds people!
the odds!
Why do people always say they want more of these? People start up franchises, add pages to their menus, stock up on many, MANY things all based on the belief that people love having choices.
Me?
I completely loathe-macam-nak-mati it.
It's confusing, time-consuming, too much of effort and doesn't even come with a guarantee.
I hate going to Chillies and turning pages after pages of food without knowing what to choose while the waiter taps his notepad impatiently.
I hate going to stores and being handed down a budget to work under; while having gazillion dresses waiting for you to make up your mind.
(not to mention waiting for the line at the dressing room, hoping that the other girl doesn't take the baju you like, dealing with the looks from your bored family; who will eventually swear never to come out with you again, praying the baju will suit your body and your pocket)
I hate walking in Body Shop and being mesmerized with their pelbagai collection while having the nosy salesperson stick to you like your shadow.
you see, the problem is I'm very intuitive; i work on instincts and the Heart. And i truly believe..,
Shopping is like falling in love.
When you see something, You have to have the initial attraction,
You should feel your heart sinking when you leave it in the shop,
then it conquers your thoughts every waking moment, You dream about your future together, The places you'll go, the people you'll meet, who'll admire and stare till their eyes pop out (all while you're still in the mall OR some times after you've left)
Your heart skips when you see it again,
your heart beats faster when you walk towards it to finally make it yours.
All this before someone else snatches it away from you.
You have this connection that only you understand.
When i have TOO- many choices, I get TOO-stressed and end up falling in LOVE with A LOT of stuff ($$$$ issue) OR HATING it all.Either way, I sedih =(
And my mom thinks shopping can be done quick and easy.
Sheesh!
p/s: I still love Shopping and i found my shopping-philosophy twin; Di! The odds people!
the odds!
=_=
Tomorrow will be a sad day for me & shereen.
Tomorrow we will with heavy hearts bury our dreams of seeing Beyonce perform Live (in the near future).
Tomorrow we will return our tickets and wait for the cheque.
Tomorrow we will snap ourselves back to reality; The concert is ........*i can't say it*
Today i sat in the train.
Today i switched on my *hot pink* i-Pod
1> Ave Maria: Beyonce
2> Halo: Beyonce
3> Flaws & All: Beyonce
Me: Okayyyy that's weird. Give it one more song.
4> Dejavu: Beyonce.
5> Irreplaceable: Beyonce
Me: OMG! the Irony of it all. The Universe has a message for me
Today i flip my Pod. The shuffle button is off!=_=
But STILL... the chances of it playing B first!
Sigh!
Tomorrow we will with heavy hearts bury our dreams of seeing Beyonce perform Live (in the near future).
Tomorrow we will return our tickets and wait for the cheque.
Tomorrow we will snap ourselves back to reality; The concert is ........*i can't say it*
Today i sat in the train.
Today i switched on my *hot pink* i-Pod
1> Ave Maria: Beyonce
2> Halo: Beyonce
3> Flaws & All: Beyonce
Me: Okayyyy that's weird. Give it one more song.
4> Dejavu: Beyonce.
5> Irreplaceable: Beyonce
Me: OMG! the Irony of it all. The Universe has a message for me
Today i flip my Pod. The shuffle button is off!=_=
But STILL... the chances of it playing B first!
Sigh!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Guarantee for life?
*for the umpteenth time*
I love my job. talking to people and making them see the tough-stuff that makes up their core gives me immense satisfaction. It truly does!
But...,
It is also very depressing at times.
At the age i am and I'm guessing most of my friends reading this are, we often look at our world through lilac pink (coz i like it better than rose :P) lenses and dream of a lifetime of love, undying loyalty and the ability to look back in our old age and see a family complete with children, grandchildren and by god's grace, great-grand children all happy and healthy.
Then again,
everyday I'm bombarded with people who once had these same dreams as you and i; being subjected to all kinds of heartache that many of us have only read about. There's no guarantee that the guy who seems to be the love of our life now will remain that guy 20 years, 10 years or even 1 year down the road. If its only the relationship that breaks, it's still fine but more often than not, they lose a big part of themselves,who they are, their identity, their faith in life and what it has to offer, and their beliefs. On top of that they have a string of children to tend to, zero bank balance, no shelter or food. and the guy, well he is off marrying someone else or busy building up his life somewhere. *this is the worst of scenarios*
but there's always the possibility *tiniest as ever as it may be* that this can happen to anyone of us. to me.
and that scares me. it really does.
then again life doesn't come with any guarantees does it?
p/s: I sat one seat away from MarinaM at a Bar Council seminar. And IvyJ (my Boss) introduced us; hands and all. I kept a straight-face throughout and after we were seated i was like ZOMG!!! to Di (my colleague) :D
I love my job. talking to people and making them see the tough-stuff that makes up their core gives me immense satisfaction. It truly does!
But...,
It is also very depressing at times.
At the age i am and I'm guessing most of my friends reading this are, we often look at our world through lilac pink (coz i like it better than rose :P) lenses and dream of a lifetime of love, undying loyalty and the ability to look back in our old age and see a family complete with children, grandchildren and by god's grace, great-grand children all happy and healthy.
Then again,
everyday I'm bombarded with people who once had these same dreams as you and i; being subjected to all kinds of heartache that many of us have only read about. There's no guarantee that the guy who seems to be the love of our life now will remain that guy 20 years, 10 years or even 1 year down the road. If its only the relationship that breaks, it's still fine but more often than not, they lose a big part of themselves,who they are, their identity, their faith in life and what it has to offer, and their beliefs. On top of that they have a string of children to tend to, zero bank balance, no shelter or food. and the guy, well he is off marrying someone else or busy building up his life somewhere. *this is the worst of scenarios*
but there's always the possibility *tiniest as ever as it may be* that this can happen to anyone of us. to me.
and that scares me. it really does.
then again life doesn't come with any guarantees does it?
p/s: I sat one seat away from MarinaM at a Bar Council seminar. And IvyJ (my Boss) introduced us; hands and all. I kept a straight-face throughout and after we were seated i was like ZOMG!!! to Di (my colleague) :D
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