Feilouship of the bimbos

Hehehe.... thetas a very very impressive name for a blog being worked on by 5 members, with one of them at goodness knows where (the person who haven't accepted kean lee's invitation. And you know who you are..XD) Faster accept la chilakak....

No no, I'm not stressed out. It just feels like it's not..... complete. The feilouship izzent a feilouship at all with you missing. Its like a pizza without the cheese... or a coke without the fizz.

Don't say I suck in my spelling cos that's the way we spelt it. Feilouship. I know how to spell, goddammu.

F-E-L-L-O-W-S-H-I-P.

There.


xoxo.
i love thy blog, bimbos XD

Maths like me... not

I don't like Maths and thus, Maths dislike me too.

I had a quite a row with Maths 2 nights ago during a lecture.

Here's the scene:
Question: In 1cm, there are 10000 slits. So how many slits are there in 1m??
(Simple, the answer is 10k x 100= 1000k slits. But nooooo.... my brain decided to
rebel and it became like this...)

Chibixes: 10000 DIVIDED by 100 = 100 slits

wtfucuk... im doomed for my exams in Jan. It will be a mirical if I even manage to get a bloody Pass....


I'm tired and im going off now....kachowzz...bless my brain, its getting older, no??

Creativeness

Omigosh... this blog looks so emo-ey... and I cant have that. Well, maybe I should go for pink, cos my friend told me recently that pink is the new black. Well, thats good izzennit?? I made this blog for my own personnal light reading, but all I seem to do is to rant here.

Maybe it's time for a change. Change is good right?? A revolution is a change, no? So i will revolutionise my blog. But it seems that black is the only suitable colour right now. Goddammit...Im so fickle minded.......

When can I ever make up my mind for good. As soon as I made up my mind, a better option came. Should i ignore the better option? or to pick the better one??? Blast it, and I have wasted another 5 minutes pondering about something so insignificant...

I should start taking up time- management courses...Heh...doubt it will ever work for me. If it does, pigs will start to fly.So the probability is close to zero. and I mean ZERO!!!

Probability...proBABIlity....probaOINKlity!!! hahahaha.... if it will ever work




Nights........ there's something wrong with my laptop ;(

SIMPLE PLEASURES

Life has certainly been more complex now. I seem to have traded some of my childishness for a little mature- ness just to be approved and be accepted by some people. Those simple pleasures I used to enjoy does not seem very pleasurable to me right now. The simpleness of these Simple Pleasures are the uniqeness of these pleasures.

I used to have countless of Simple Pleasures those days. I used to collect Mickey Mouse stickers and stick them on the other side of the cupboard. Lots of cut out pictures from mags about Japanese stuff and anime are hoarded in my little secret place. And i love to eat the Mat Kool ice- cream which goes pop in your mouth when u lick it.

I paid a heavy price for trading in my Simple Pleasures for the unwanted matured-ness which I now have a little in me.

Maybe I should go out and buy the Traffic Light ice- cream and start collecting those useless sticks just for the sake of my childishness.... me likey ice- cream afterall....

Results Are Out And I'm Awaaaaayy

WOOOooooaaaaaAAAAAhhhhhHHHHH........ 3.80....tats my PNGS score.... Not as great as the Perfect Four, but i can certainly live up to it. Well, Hamtaro got the Perfect 4, so gratz to him.... =) well, im certainly looking forward to go back home and retrieve my much awaited jogoya trip at Bukit Bintang.

To those who think, stupid girl, didnt get 4 flat or 'so what?? its only 3.8.. my mom/dad/sis/bro/cousin/frens/pet dog results are way way way better than yours'. So what??? I DONT GIVE A FREAKIN' DAYMN BOUT IT!!!....so dont go wasting your time breaking me.... cos i wont. im flexible...heh..

now im going to take a break for the exams had drainedth my energy, zappedth my fun.....
rejuvinating now...chowz

TO THE BATTLE FIELD!!!

Not knowing what is ahead of them, they marched relentlessly on, heading straight towards the battlefield. And I'm one of them.They have yet to reach their bloody destination. Some are going down, but few have already fallen. Many are victims of booby traps laid by their unknown enemies with their main intention of laming them. But this does not diminish the fighting spirit they have within them. Without any hesitation, their comrades urged one another to move forward. Even though almost all of them have a bleak future of surviving this bloody battle, they are willing to push their strength, will and power to the limit...also known as the Breaking Point.



They WILL NOT go down without a fight. And fight they must, till the very end. Their only hope of survival, The Bridge behind them had been burnt down by their Commando. Forced to fight this battle with no turning back. This cruel method fuels the fighting spirit of this army. It is DO OR DIE TRYING. The army trudge wearily on, deprived of sleep for weeks, deprived of comfort and most of all, deprived of the company of their loved ones.



Marching, trudging and moving along as one, longing for this war to end, they persevere. Their hope of survival has diminished; they want to go home, in the soft and warm comforting hands of their families and friends. We can win this war. No, we WILL win this war. The stakes are high. The casualties will be high too. The scorching pain will be felt. The scars and wounds are the aftermaths.This is part of the parcel of this game. There was NEVER EVER such thing called as free lunch.



Many of us are in despair. Are we going to make it? Or are we going to fall, with our bones left to bleach in the middle of the battlefield? With adrenaline rushing through our bloodstream, we will be ready. We will face whatever bloody challange that is thrown right at our faces. Bring them enemies down, delivering each and everyone of them the final brutal blow so that they are incapable of bringing others down too.



We are approaching our destination, and our time is running out. We arm ourselves so that we can counterattack whatever attack is dealt onto us... And I'm going to do so by finishing my Math revision. The bloody battles are starting on this coming Tuesday and thus, bracing myself to face it.



To my other fellow comrades, good luck and study hard and smart!!







P/S: Mummy, I beg you for a nice, warm huggie. And I miss you. =)

PLEASE???

I saw a lil kitty. Black and had white paws. Pretty.

Crying out for its mother, not knowing that its mother will never be near its side again.

It was hungry.

I gave it Cheesels...rejected.
Then I pushed it away...I felt bad.
Gave a lil piece of keropok lekor...ate like there's no tomorrow.

Hungry ya??? Gave it more lekor.

Then I tried to study. It won't go away and kept it rubbing itself on my leg.

Hey, I'm not your Mummy. Felt cruel. So I decided to give it a pat and scratch its head.

Poor thing. It misses it's Mummy.

Then it dawned upon me. I love my Mummy too. I miss her. I want her to be by my side. I want to feel her warm hugs again, her voice. I don't wanna lose her just like the lil kitty did.

When she was around, I was oblivious to her presence. I didn't apreciate her presence. Real dumbo am I.

Now I wanna do a lil something to show how much I appreciate her. I promise starting from tonight, I will slug away in my room until the end of the exams, get good results, and then jump for joy knowing that I have done somehing worthwhile.

Easy right?? Talk only. Now I'm gonna walk it by taking the speaking test for MUET tomorrow morning.

Mummy, please pray for me. I wanna do well. I don't wanna screw it up just like what I did in class.

Please

OF PINAFORE AND PAPER BULLETS..OUCH

Those were the days when we had to wake up early, grumble, get to skool. And if you happen to be late, sneak past through the prefects without them noticing (takes GREAT skill and precaution) navigating your ways through corridors and passages. Hey, there is also a so-called-dungeon in my skool too aka as BLOCK F. Nobody uses it now except during some commitee activities. Maybe

Weee.....my skool sure looks like a game. Teachers and prefects as the monsters, equipping myself with dexterity and cunningness to outwit them... Friends as allies... Classrooms as arenas and paper bullets as weapons to defend againts allies who turned their back against me. Damn, I got shot at my arm by Ian and the V-shaped mark stayed there for a week. Blooody painful la.. Then Kenny got shot at her butt by Leng at point-blank range. Ouch, tat gotta hurt lots when the momentum is almost at its max.

Sigh...those were really the days.


Then there was recess...That's what skool for right? To catch up on news that is hot and have a lil chat with friends. I miss the skool nasi lemak. Damn, the price of the dishes did not change but its portion sure did!!! Hey you canteen operators!! Are you listening to me??? Spare those lil hungry teenagers queing up desperately for food you MONEY-EATING-MACHINE!!!! Let them enjoy their meal after slugging away in class...


OOOHH!!! Laboratories...must no leave them out. This is where all the experiments are carried out by the future scientists and leaders of the country. Check out the Bio lab, lots of skeletons displaying cheer-leading stunts. Chem lab, although not that exciting has one of The interesting range of chemicals ranging from the common dihydrogen oxide aka water to the amazing silver nitrate solutioin. Kena a little bit on my hand and it's effect lasted for almost two weeks. Not forgetting about the physics lab, there are many strange and interesting objects to. Light bulbs and wires....cool. Please don't get electrocuted.


At 1.40 P.M., we get to go home after a long tiring day. Will sometimes stop at the not-so-near 7-11 to grab a cup of SLURPEE or have lunch with friends at Pizza Hut which is just next door.

Ahh....that's life and those were the days

HOLY SHITTY CRAPPY DARN IT.....OH NOOO...!!!!

WTH??? I accidentally pressed the delete button and I deleted my older posts.... OH GREEAT HEAVENS....I spent my time putting those pics in when the connection here sucks like shyt.... and all i got was...NOTHING now.....CRAP.

Watudu??? type and post it all over again la... Although I know it takes some time, I can't help it. YOU SHITTY BLOODY INTERNET CONNECTION (at Pahang, not at home. My wireless loves me at home..heh). So I'm going to do it once more since I have found more pics at Kuala Pilah and KL open...

Sheeesh...... so super mafan le...

OH.. ABANG PELIHARAAN KU.. ^^ DIRECT TRANSLATION FOR 'MY PET BROTHER'

I have a pet brother!! Yay!! OKOK...I know u pepz will be thinking like...stupid girl, I already have 10, or maybe even more pet brothers. What the heck, I don't give a damn to it cos this person is reaaaaalllllyyyyy special to me. Not giving out his name. Let's just call him Tiang Lampu aka Street Lamp for now. Dang, I don't have his pic....

He looks a lil like Pon.... with hair.. duh!!

Why special, u ask? Use your brains man, woman, wtv. God gave u a brain, so utilise it!! heh... Well he's there for me when I'm feeling down, moody (a lot these days cos exams are just around the corner) with his happy-go-attitude... and I can just almost...ALMOST tell him all my probs. Not all friends to ryte?? Count myself lucky..wheee... a perfect pet brother to me. ^^

Does not always succeed tho..


Too kind (sometimes)


Fine, you may be arguing that nobody is perfect. Of course he's not perfect, you dodo... Who said he was anyways? I just said he was a perfect pet brother to me and nothing else. Don't add words into my mouth. Or i will spit it right back at you. Oyeah, I'm a 'ganas' person. Ohohoho....


1. He likes calling me sleepy turtle...cos maybe I told him I like to sleep (OK, my bad) so in exchange, I call him 'tiang lampu' and 'rabbit'. No idea why rabbit though. ^^ sounds silly to me now calling a boy, rabbit.


2. His drawing is like 'OH MY GAWD... U CALL THIS DRAWING???' on the computer screen. Laughed mua head off when I saw his drawing for the first time. Felt bad at laughing... so I drew a cacated sleepy turtle....lol


3. Doesn't keep track of time. That's him all right...messaged me 4am....I repeat, 4AM IN THE MORNING.... when I heard my phone buzzing under my soft wonderful pillow....At first, I couldn't be bothered, cos i thought it was just another annoying 'URGENT' Hotlink msg. Wrong. It was him.... well, why not reply cos I can't sleep at all due to my brains saturated with thermodynamics concept? Messaged until I fell asleep (sry bro!!) at 5.30am... hehe



Cheerios to my pet bro...luv ya ~^^~ You're d best!!

Sheesh... I don't know what's on your mind, but it's just a friendly hug.

I'M FEELIN JOKE-Y AGAIN....

Not that I am a funny person, but I found it quite funny. Heh, Bill Gate had a good reponse from Mr. Welch...haha.. Here's the joke..




At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated:"If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving twenty-five dollar cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon."


In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release stating (by Mr. Welch himself):"If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following characteristics:


1) For no reason whatsoever your car would crash twice a day.



2) Every time they painted new lines on the road you would have to buy a new car.



3) Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason, and you would just accept this, restart and drive on.



4) Occasionally, executing a manoeuvre such as a left turn, would cause your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to reinstall the engine.



5) Only one person at a time could use the car, unless you bought "Car95" or "CarNT". But then you would have to buy more seats.



6) Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, reliable, five times as fast, and twice as easy to drive, but would only run on five percent of the roads.



7) The oil, water temperature and alternator warning lights would be replaced by a single "general car default" warning light.



8) New seats would force everyone to have the same size butt.



9) The airbag system would say "Are you sure?" before going off.



10) Occasionally for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key, and grab hold of the radio antenna.



11) GM would also require all car buyers to also purchase a deluxe set of Rand McNally road maps (now a GM subsidiary), even though they neither need them nor want them. Attempting to delete this option would immediately cause the car's performance to diminish by 50% or more. Moreover, GM would become a target for investigation by the Justice Department.



12) Every time GM introduced a new model car buyers would have to learn how to drive all over again because none of the controls would operate in the same manner as the old car.



13) You'd press the "start" button to shut off the engine.


hohoho....tat's funni.

EMO- ING AGAIN

Took years to build up this wall around me, ironically it just took you a couple of seconds to tear it down. Sometimes, i just feel like Pon and Zi, those two cute, adorable emo creatures.


I dislike being alone. Just a warm hug wud be sufficient enough to keep me going for the rest of the day. But when I'm alone, I just hug my teddy (or Angeling) for comfort, spill all my thoughts and feelings to it. Only it knows my deepest secrets and the best of all, it wont even say a word when it gets tortured for information. However, teddy or Angeling don't have any emotions, so I just have to make the best out of it.

Sometime the handsome and pretty aren't what they seem at all, all the time. They are just hiding the ugly part of them to prevent others from seeing their true self. But those who really knows them will know otherwise. Heh, how I wish I could go straight up to someone who is Mdm/Sir High-and-Mighty and say this to them.

I just don't know why I can't find a drawing of someone i love which I drew beautiful. No matter how many times I try to draw it again, it just won't work out. Maybe you're perfect, without any flaws, just the way i would like to see you. So, pictures of you that I have drawn are always not pretty enough.

Sometimes i feel that nobody even wants my heart even i expose anybody who wants to do whatever with it. It's free too.... no terms and conditions applied.

But sometimes having too much attention can make me go like this too. Gives me the creeps. Go away. SHOO!!

Well, that is life and life has to go on. I will persevere and overcome those hurdles that comes in my way. I may trip and fall but I will ALWAYS try to stand up on my two feet again. The point is keep moving forward. I may look back again but I won't be longing to be there in the past. The past won't happen again and all I have to do is to look in front (so that I don't trip and fall AGAIN!!)