I haven't written in forever. I keep telling myself to blog, but then get sidetracked and/or lose interest.
Friday, December 11, 2009
I think Im back.
I haven't written in forever. I keep telling myself to blog, but then get sidetracked and/or lose interest.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Urge to rant II .
People have uploaded albums worth of pictures on Facebook that all look the same: party scene with drunk girls and sweaty boys. Then there's some kind of lame caption like 'Hot mama!Lolxx' or 'A night out with the HOTTIESSSS ' or something. The pictures are never without alcohol and girls striking poses with their skimpy outfits.
While I am someone who believes in allowing everyone their own creative freedom, putting up pictures of the same old crap is neither creative nor very, how do I say this nicely...modest.
Someone may put up many pictures because they want to share their wonderful experiences with the world, subconsciously I think it's just a tool people use to show off how 'popular' and 'cool' they are. What a wild child this person must be if all they do is frequent clubs and hang out with 'hot mamas' and 'gangstas'.
Wow...don't we all strive to be more like them?
Ermm.Nope, I don't. In fact, I prefer to just not view any pictures at all for fear of running into such 'Dumbass Material' that may insult my intelligence. Because there is no way in hell I want to be someone who puts up 1,000 pictures in a shameless and degrading bid for attention.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Like pfft.
As I go on exploring this networking web,I came across a status message which really pissed me off.It stated
Oh okay,I thought the 'dear friend' of mine would actually be my side comforting me instead of typing all these.Wish you were by my side?Why didn't you? Your arse bones were broken?
No wonder I've been getting many phone calls and text messages.
XX: Hey ,heard of it.Be strong.
g3: erm,who's this pls?
XX: It's XX.Heard of the news.XY stated on his/her Facebook status.
g3:Erm okay.*hangs up*
Yay.It has been advertised via Facebook.You people think that I'll be alright by reading those kind of status messages?Like yahhh,I'm alright.Smiling away for the attention I've got.Pfft.To hell.Anyway thanks for the concern.Greatly appreciated.
ps: Dont go off limits just for the sake of a Facebook status message.Stick to your usual 'XY² has just broken a FUK*NG nail!!' or 'XX is what every man dreams of…. and every girl’s nightmare !!!!!!' . True friendship is not only about sharing our thoughts and feelings over the internet but you being there for a friend when she/he really needs you the most.
Monday, January 19, 2009
A day with a stupid keyboard.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The blehh and blehh'er.
Now,the history part where 'THEY MADE ME TO FEEL LIKE A DUMB PERSON' comes..
Since small I can never differentiate what is a noun and a verb. I have no idea about grammar rules. By just reading a sentence, I can ‘feel’ if it is wrong or right. By just looking, I can ‘feel’ if the spelling is right or wrong. I can easily remember past tense and present tense but not sure when to use them.
The method of teaching English (or even Bahasa Malaysia) subject evolved so much since errr…30 years ago?
Who are the guilty parties who brought up a generation of Manglish speaking Malaysians? It has to be these too smart alecs who screwed up our future generations. And it could be the parents also.I learnt my almost perfect (I repeat,ALMOSTTTTTT PERFECT) English by just reading, reading, reading.
I read because my mother NEVER told me to. I read because the Government NEVER told me to.Oh wait,they did some campaigns to encourage us to read books,though.But so what?!I ignored all of those campaigns.You seriously think campaigns like that would help,eh..
I started to read when I was 7.I read from Shakespeare to Harold Robbins, Reader’s Digests to some Indian Magazines -I'll get interested to read em by just looking at the celebrities pictures :) and whatever few books my poor school library can offer.
Kids today? Their parents will shove books down their throats as early as…. before they could even er..call em 'mama' or 'papa'. Parents take great pride in showing off their immaculate routine of ‘bedtime story’ . Back then, the only bedtime story I heard from my mother is the home made version of 'patti suttha vadai'.That’s my only bedtime story. I'll post that story soon to share it with ya'all :)
Aightt,I got to go.I think I'm going off topic already,cause at first I ranted on English,then it switched topic to READING and now I'm more interested in sharing my 'patti suttha vadai' story.
Having English test tomorrow and here I am,still doubting my grammars and etc :( Going to google search for some easy tips on 'HANDLING' em professionally.WUAHHHA.
I do speak TAMIL+MALAY+ENGLISH=TAMANGLISH.Yes I do,just to show people around me that I'm a gempak-languange-mixer-person.HAHHAHA.So yeah,SPEAK TAMANGLISH-LAH!
PS : If you notice any grammar errors on this blog, just keep it to yourself. Thank you. I will ‘feel’ for them and make my own correction.