There were many happy moments, but I don’t always have a computer ready with me at all times. Some moments were profound. I was going to type it down, but somehow things start coming and after I’m done with them, I seem to not have the urge to write.
So, I’m sitting in front of my ‘notebook’ typing ad listening to my dad’s favourite songs. He’s in the room by the way.
I had a reunion with my buddies from primary and the noticeable change was their height.
*Gosh, wait. My stomach. Man! Filled with all those yummy, delicious potato and carrot soup… I feel like a water bed.. -.-‘*
Gonna type profiles, replies and search for the perfect picture for my beloved Forsaken.
OMG! Did I tell you I’m so totally obsessed with Naruto, the anime??????????? Eeeeee!
0_0
O-o
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Hinata x Gaara
Hinata x Sasuke (Though I’m learning to accept Sakura and Sasuke together, because of wikipedia. Shayla said it would be best if the two are together.)
Hinata x Naruto
Kiba is so big brother-ish to Hinata, sooo… they might not pan out so well.
Yes, I love Hyuuga Hinata, but I have to admit Haruno Sakura and whatshersurname Ino are better-looking than Hinata at some angle. But, Hinata rox!
Hinata x Neji.
I know this pairing is so so so wrong, but Neji is bound to protect the Main Branch of Hyuuga. Hinata’s the heir and he did try to forgive and forget and the Hyuuga family is doing quite well together. Therefore Neji/Hinata is quite ideal. Who cares if they’re cousins???
But, the anime wouldn’t want to get banned, right? So, Naruto and Hinata it is. I hope Naruto would finally realize Hinata’s deep feelings for him!!!
After 3 years and they’re 15, Hinata is still shy when he’s around. Perhaps even worse, because when she heard he’s back from the training with Jiraiya and he was strutting down the village, she bolted! Better hide than face him! Sheesh!
Though in Naruto II, all the characters sported a new hairstyle and different outfit and a more matured outlook, they are still little kids at heart. Especially Naruto and his ramen. Heavy-ramen eater!
You see, I can go on and on about Naruto. Who cares if I’m wrong in some info?? Corre
ct me if you do spot some mistakes.
Hinata, at 15 looks okay with long hair and short fringes (and also a pretty voluptuous body) in black and white manga, but in colour WHOA!! She’s soooo sute. She is cute. Even at 13 with short hair, she’s still cute.
The white tinted-lavender eyes with her dark indigo hair and pale, pale skin. Such a forgiving person, awfully shy and admires Naruto (who has a demon trapped inside him, Kyubi, a nine-tail fox demon). Hinata is something.
I welcome Hinata with anyone, except Chouji or Kankuro (one in black pig suit) or some other nasty-looking guys.
Gaara became a Kazekage (leader of his Hidden Sand Country) at 15! Whoa! That’s one talented boy and he looks sooo cute in colour, even though he has dark rings around his eyes with a Chinese character ‘love’ tattoed in red on his left corner of his forehead. He has maroon hair and light blue eyes, always carrying a hefty gourd behind his back.
Till next time then…
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Windows to My Soul
TIGER EYES
You have Tiger Eyes (like
my username, haha)!
Positive Traits:
Determined, Passionate, Loyal, Strong,
Courageous
Negative Traits:
Aggressive, Ambitious, Domineering, Possessive,
Vengeful
Your eyes are the windows to your soul. What type of eyes do you have?
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Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Yay!
Where do You Find Your Beauty?
Your beauty lies in your soul.
There are so many unlike you in this world. You're
like a very rare diamond. No, diamonds can't
shine as much your soul.
Your beauty lies in your soul.
There are so many unlike you in this world. You're
like a very rare diamond. No, diamonds can't
shine as much your soul.
Your motive:
To help others in need and maintain happiness
withen others around you.
Your quote:
If you fall either I fall with you or I'll catch
you pull you back up.
Your colors:
Silver and Gold
Your song:
Wings of a Butterfly - HIM
"Come on and show them your love. Rip out the
wings of a butterfly."
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Hey, sorry for the 'long wait'.
But I've been totally absorbed in a few sites which I go to. Let me list it out:
http://www.fanfiction.net
http://s8.invisionfree.com/FosakenAffinity/index.php
http://www.quizilla.com
These sites are awesome!
In Forsaken, I am Rose_Constantine, if any of you are curious; In Quizilla, I'm Mink-Ice same as my username in Blogger; In Fanfiction, I am CharismaHarmony.
Anyway, I sooooooo want to watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!! But I got sick and tickets are so hard to buy or book. It's either full-house or the few rows in front! T.T
Perhaps I'll be watching Narnia and Harry Potter (if it runs that long till then) in the same day!
There's something wrong, I can't show you the images....
Till then, then.
But I've been totally absorbed in a few sites which I go to. Let me list it out:
http://www.fanfiction.net
http://s8.invisionfree.com/FosakenAffinity/index.php
http://www.quizilla.com
These sites are awesome!
In Forsaken, I am Rose_Constantine, if any of you are curious; In Quizilla, I'm Mink-Ice same as my username in Blogger; In Fanfiction, I am CharismaHarmony.
Anyway, I sooooooo want to watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!! But I got sick and tickets are so hard to buy or book. It's either full-house or the few rows in front! T.T
Perhaps I'll be watching Narnia and Harry Potter (if it runs that long till then) in the same day!
There's something wrong, I can't show you the images....
Till then, then.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Intimate Details
I was sad and angry yesterday. I don’t even know why. Somehow, the feelings and emotions must have just come in altogether so suddenly.
Sigh. I s’pose I can’t stand people who waste things and other factors that made me angry, e.g. my nagging mother, my lack of hard-working ness, ungrateful people.
And then, there was another factor:
“Sheltie… DO you like the present I gave you?”
Because I asked for her feedback last week on the music CDs I gave her. Well, she said it was like restaurant music and some real oldie orchestra songs were cheesy and she forgot to say ‘Thank you’.
Maybe I didn’t catch her ‘Thank you’. But I don’t mind all that. I just want to know does she like it? Does she appreciate my gift to her?
I was feeling sad and a little hurt when she said all those things, but I told myself I must accept constructive critism. And I think she does appreciate it deep down in her heart.
She gave me an okay explanation and then I poured out my feelings. Wee were in class then, with a group of people playing Scrabble just in front of me, next to Sheltie and behind Sheltie.
I felt under-appreciated when I was doing so many things for the class, putting up with the Head of Class responsibility and my own responsibility as the Treasurer of the Class. Being the Head of the class is a lot of work. I know it now. But I still thrive to do the best that I can. I never ask for more, just a simple, “Thank you” will suffice.
Sometimes I felt my kindness being taken for granted.
“It’s so hard to be what people expected me to be,” I sobbed.
“You can’t have everybody like you,” Sheltie said.
“Then, just living sometimes is so unbearable.” (Mind you, I do not have suicidal tendencies).
“My brother does so many things for Oriental Music Society and they didn’t appreciate what he has done, instead, they talk behind his bad how inefficient he is. He never cried.”
“Boys are different. They don’t cry easily,” I said.
“Some people never say it out, but they do appreciate all the work that you have done for them. If they don’t, tell me why you keep being elected as Treasurer every year since 13?”
Then it shifted to Sheltie’s birthday present.
“You’re the only one who has given me a present this year. Sheryl… I don’t know about her.”
“How about Purple? She and you were like so close.”
“We’re not that close. Even Katie… sigh…”
I wanted to open my mouth and say, ‘But there’s one month before your birthday. You’re bound to receive presents.’
I gave it early, because I couldn’t wait and I wanted to repay her kindness when she fetches me home almost every Friday without asking for money.
Then, she had to leave for a Choir presentation.
Sheltie is an introvert, one who is always deep in thought and one who is smart. She thinks talking nonsense is a waste of time and can’t be bothered to talk to boys. She lacks people skills and some of my friends thought of her as a ‘Snob’, but she’s not like that. Just a little critical and a little of a perfectionist.
Then, I shifted to another group of friends who are too, concerned. I told them I don’t want to think about it, because it will make me cry again.
So, Elle try to not let me think of those unhappy things and she playfully scolded Hurley for not contributing much to the ‘counseling’ session.
Hurley didn’t know what to do and she started to play the ‘Rubber’ game, where each person have in their property a weapon, which they will use only to attack and get past obstacles. Haha. The game I meant were a game played when we were just primary students.
We each got hold of a rubber and tried to ‘eat’ each other by making the rubber move and have it fall onto the opponent’s rubber. Our main target were Hurley, because she was boasting about her ability. The obstacles are like a ‘bridge gap’ (moving two tables away) with a ruler as a bridge.
Somehow the game took a pleasant turn and we were all laughing madly. Sheltie was in the pack, too since she came back early. The game was a refreshing game, as it opened up our childhood merriment and childish ways, without even caring what others thought of us.
Drew came by and commented on our childish ways.
I told him, “I was sad, so they tried to make me feel better. Now I’m happy.”
Then, something funny happened and we laughed together.
The merry laughter was contagious. ^_^
((Joe went to Hong Kong. That lucky brat! Oh. He’s coming back all right.))
I feel so connected and I felt loved among my friends whom I have dedicated to write about them in my blog. You can see most of the entries are about the experiences I have with them, the funny episodes and gullible moments. And some the torrential anger between us. (Though I rarely post it, because some were private. I wanted to focus on the happy moments, not the one that would remind the bad times that has happened.)
After that, we went to Chemistry lab and Seb asked me why did I cry.
This entry is an answer.
Sigh. I s’pose I can’t stand people who waste things and other factors that made me angry, e.g. my nagging mother, my lack of hard-working ness, ungrateful people.
And then, there was another factor:
“Sheltie… DO you like the present I gave you?”
Because I asked for her feedback last week on the music CDs I gave her. Well, she said it was like restaurant music and some real oldie orchestra songs were cheesy and she forgot to say ‘Thank you’.
Maybe I didn’t catch her ‘Thank you’. But I don’t mind all that. I just want to know does she like it? Does she appreciate my gift to her?
I was feeling sad and a little hurt when she said all those things, but I told myself I must accept constructive critism. And I think she does appreciate it deep down in her heart.
She gave me an okay explanation and then I poured out my feelings. Wee were in class then, with a group of people playing Scrabble just in front of me, next to Sheltie and behind Sheltie.
I felt under-appreciated when I was doing so many things for the class, putting up with the Head of Class responsibility and my own responsibility as the Treasurer of the Class. Being the Head of the class is a lot of work. I know it now. But I still thrive to do the best that I can. I never ask for more, just a simple, “Thank you” will suffice.
Sometimes I felt my kindness being taken for granted.
“It’s so hard to be what people expected me to be,” I sobbed.
“You can’t have everybody like you,” Sheltie said.
“Then, just living sometimes is so unbearable.” (Mind you, I do not have suicidal tendencies).
“My brother does so many things for Oriental Music Society and they didn’t appreciate what he has done, instead, they talk behind his bad how inefficient he is. He never cried.”
“Boys are different. They don’t cry easily,” I said.
“Some people never say it out, but they do appreciate all the work that you have done for them. If they don’t, tell me why you keep being elected as Treasurer every year since 13?”
Then it shifted to Sheltie’s birthday present.
“You’re the only one who has given me a present this year. Sheryl… I don’t know about her.”
“How about Purple? She and you were like so close.”
“We’re not that close. Even Katie… sigh…”
I wanted to open my mouth and say, ‘But there’s one month before your birthday. You’re bound to receive presents.’
I gave it early, because I couldn’t wait and I wanted to repay her kindness when she fetches me home almost every Friday without asking for money.
Then, she had to leave for a Choir presentation.
Sheltie is an introvert, one who is always deep in thought and one who is smart. She thinks talking nonsense is a waste of time and can’t be bothered to talk to boys. She lacks people skills and some of my friends thought of her as a ‘Snob’, but she’s not like that. Just a little critical and a little of a perfectionist.
Then, I shifted to another group of friends who are too, concerned. I told them I don’t want to think about it, because it will make me cry again.
So, Elle try to not let me think of those unhappy things and she playfully scolded Hurley for not contributing much to the ‘counseling’ session.
Hurley didn’t know what to do and she started to play the ‘Rubber’ game, where each person have in their property a weapon, which they will use only to attack and get past obstacles. Haha. The game I meant were a game played when we were just primary students.
We each got hold of a rubber and tried to ‘eat’ each other by making the rubber move and have it fall onto the opponent’s rubber. Our main target were Hurley, because she was boasting about her ability. The obstacles are like a ‘bridge gap’ (moving two tables away) with a ruler as a bridge.
Somehow the game took a pleasant turn and we were all laughing madly. Sheltie was in the pack, too since she came back early. The game was a refreshing game, as it opened up our childhood merriment and childish ways, without even caring what others thought of us.
Drew came by and commented on our childish ways.
I told him, “I was sad, so they tried to make me feel better. Now I’m happy.”
Then, something funny happened and we laughed together.
The merry laughter was contagious. ^_^
((Joe went to Hong Kong. That lucky brat! Oh. He’s coming back all right.))
I feel so connected and I felt loved among my friends whom I have dedicated to write about them in my blog. You can see most of the entries are about the experiences I have with them, the funny episodes and gullible moments. And some the torrential anger between us. (Though I rarely post it, because some were private. I wanted to focus on the happy moments, not the one that would remind the bad times that has happened.)
After that, we went to Chemistry lab and Seb asked me why did I cry.
This entry is an answer.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Conversations with Teachers
“Girls, am I sexy?” Jay gave us the ‘Miss Universe’ stare and the husky voice, with a tinge of ‘I’m-just-kidding’ tone.
Elle and I laughed and laughed and LAUGHED.
Apparently Jay was demonstrating his bravery to show Seb that it’s not a big deal ‘doing’ a dare in front of girls.
((You just gotta be more thick-skinned, Seb))
Well anyways! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEB!
Do you like your present? Do you? Do you? Do you?
I know it’s a day late, but we made up for effort.
Hah! The guys in my class wrestled Seb to the ground and wanted to peel every clothing off his body, they only got his shoes and socks, but it left poor Seb bruised.
Chaz began to brag about his strength. Drew beat Electra in a game of chess, no help from Jay who was so impatient with Electra, who was slow to catch his helpful hints. Taddi was questioning Jay’s every step. Jay got fed up, but stayed to help out, but his strategy failed. Macho was helping Drew and he went into a rough sketch of the ‘kill-kill’ warpath and found out he was wrong.
Drew was thinking and would not sacrifice his knight. Taddi caused Electra’s bishop to eaten and everything was one whole mess.
But in the end, Drew won and Miss Sherry was there to see it.
Then, nearing the end of school hours, which unfortunately I did not witnessed the bespectacled incident that happened to Elle. She told me this.
Drew sat in my place and was talking to Elle. Miss Sherry was standing in front of the class, and then Joe opened his BIG MOUTH!
“See, they’re a couple,” Joe pointed at Elle and Drew.
Elle denied profusely, and Drew perhaps just smiled mysteriously. Chaz was sitting on my table.
“Really?” Miss Sherry asked.
“Yeah. He also likes her,” Joe pointed at Chaz.
Seb cut in and said, “And she just broke up with Winston.”
Elle was having a seizure and breathing difficulty (from laughing too much). I think she tried to whack Joe and Seb, but missed.
Oh man!! I wished I could be there to hear it!! LSHMBB!!
And another conversation is through paper with our lovable Math teacher.
Seb had the honour of receiving such rare remarks on his exam paper from Mrs. Hun. I guess it was funny and embarrassing for him.
Pardon me if I’m wrong:
On his first page, she wrote: ‘How can it ever be?’
The next page: ‘Never!’
The final paper: ‘No need.’
The first two garnered pleasant laughter, but the final one was like perhaps Mrs. Hun knew Seb and Additional Mathematics just couldn’t click. Good try, Seb.
And Winter, I know I keep forgetting to e-mail you my blog address… But I thought I gave it to you??
And the present I bought you was oh-so fine. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, WINTER!!
I’m still amazed that Seb has the same birthday as you, Winter.
It must be fate. ; p
Elle and I laughed and laughed and LAUGHED.
Apparently Jay was demonstrating his bravery to show Seb that it’s not a big deal ‘doing’ a dare in front of girls.
((You just gotta be more thick-skinned, Seb))
Well anyways! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEB!
Do you like your present? Do you? Do you? Do you?
I know it’s a day late, but we made up for effort.
Hah! The guys in my class wrestled Seb to the ground and wanted to peel every clothing off his body, they only got his shoes and socks, but it left poor Seb bruised.
Chaz began to brag about his strength. Drew beat Electra in a game of chess, no help from Jay who was so impatient with Electra, who was slow to catch his helpful hints. Taddi was questioning Jay’s every step. Jay got fed up, but stayed to help out, but his strategy failed. Macho was helping Drew and he went into a rough sketch of the ‘kill-kill’ warpath and found out he was wrong.
Drew was thinking and would not sacrifice his knight. Taddi caused Electra’s bishop to eaten and everything was one whole mess.
But in the end, Drew won and Miss Sherry was there to see it.
Then, nearing the end of school hours, which unfortunately I did not witnessed the bespectacled incident that happened to Elle. She told me this.
Drew sat in my place and was talking to Elle. Miss Sherry was standing in front of the class, and then Joe opened his BIG MOUTH!
“See, they’re a couple,” Joe pointed at Elle and Drew.
Elle denied profusely, and Drew perhaps just smiled mysteriously. Chaz was sitting on my table.
“Really?” Miss Sherry asked.
“Yeah. He also likes her,” Joe pointed at Chaz.
Seb cut in and said, “And she just broke up with Winston.”
Elle was having a seizure and breathing difficulty (from laughing too much). I think she tried to whack Joe and Seb, but missed.
Oh man!! I wished I could be there to hear it!! LSHMBB!!
And another conversation is through paper with our lovable Math teacher.
Seb had the honour of receiving such rare remarks on his exam paper from Mrs. Hun. I guess it was funny and embarrassing for him.
Pardon me if I’m wrong:
On his first page, she wrote: ‘How can it ever be?’
The next page: ‘Never!’
The final paper: ‘No need.’
The first two garnered pleasant laughter, but the final one was like perhaps Mrs. Hun knew Seb and Additional Mathematics just couldn’t click. Good try, Seb.
And Winter, I know I keep forgetting to e-mail you my blog address… But I thought I gave it to you??
And the present I bought you was oh-so fine. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, WINTER!!
I’m still amazed that Seb has the same birthday as you, Winter.
It must be fate. ; p
Tee-hee Conversations/ Funny moments 2
“Am I handsome?” Joe asked me.
I was like, “Huh?” ‘Coz I didn’t catch the “Am I…” I just heard, “Handsome.”
I thought Joe was calling me handsome and funny thoughts ran into my mind. I was actually going to answer something else to spite Joe, but thank goodness I stick to my plain goose, “Huh?”
He dismissed my ‘HUH?’
I suppose he thought that I was thinking: “You? Handsome?”
OH! Before that, I remembered something funny…
I just remembered the punch line, so it might not be so funny.
As Joe was saying something about Winter and he ended with, “Kiss-kiss.” , our Math teacher walked by!!!!
Joe went all red and buried his head in his bag!
It was a moment so embarrassing and humiliating that it was actually hilarious.
And there was another time when Winter walked past our class and Seb saw her.
He was watching so intently and told us, “Look at that CHICK!”
Seb said the ‘CHICK’ word so loudly that (I think) Winter heard it, or maybe she just heard our laughter.
And OOOOOOOOOOOH!
Sheltie has braces. Sheltie haa-as braces.
She asked me, “When two people with braces kiss, will their braces interlock together?”
I nodded and said, “It might cut the tongue a little, too”
“Really?”
“Let’s ask Joe.”
Then, I was feeling in a mischievous mood and asked Joe, “Sheltie asked that if she kissed a guy with braces, will their braces interlock together?”
“Oh! She would kiss a guy with braces huh? Let’s ask Seb to wear one,” Joe said excitedly. He hollered to the back of the class were Seb was playing Scrabble with Ryan. “SEB! SHELTIE WILL KISS YOU IF YOU WEAR BRACES!
No, wait. Ryan has braces, right?” Joe said with glee.
Astonishingly, Seb hollered back that Ryan has braces. (Meaning she should kiss Ryan over him, huh?)
“HEY!” Sheltie scolded Joe.
Mandy spoke up, “I don’t think their braces will stick together.”
Joe did some visual movements with his hands and said thoughtfully, “Unless you’re really [I] ganas [/I].”
Therein after, Seb came by and said again, “Ryan has braces.”
I didn’t want to resume doing Math, but Electra wanted to. I was feeling bored and she told me to go talk to others. And so I did, with amazing results! Like the above and down below:
After watching and witnessing so many Scrabble rounds, I went up to Sheltie and began to recite my made-up poem about her character with an accent. And then I went into a Shakespeare-y mood and told Sheltie about the movie, ‘Shakespeare in Love’, where Gwyneth Paltrow was naked in some scenes.
I started to describe Gwyn’s boobs.
“She has nice boobs. Round, just nice and her nipples are so red.”
Sheltie gave me a ‘look’.
Then, I heard Electra calling me. “Hey Minty, talk to Joe, he’s bored.”
Then I said to Joe, “We are talking about breasts.” I said the word, ‘breasts’ very softly, because our Chemistry teacher was in class marking our Chemistry examination paper.
“You’re talking about boobs?” I nodded.
Joe got excited and moved his chair over to us. I sat next to Mandy.
“So, let’s talk about boobs.”
The conversation spiral down to porn and I dampen Joe’s mood by saying, “They’re soft, they sag and they have nipples.”
“Stop it! I can’t stand hearing that boobs sag!” Joe cried.
“Alright then, they’re elastic and…”
Joe broke into a ‘la la la la’ verse and shut his ears.
Then, Drew came by and Joe told him we’re talking about ‘boobies’. Then, he looked at my watch and packed his bags.
It was almost time to go home.
Somehow, before the bell rang, we have one more final conversation about porn.
Sheltie told me that ‘Shakespeare in Love’ shows those nude scenes and she defined it as ‘porn’.
“No, it’s soft porn. It’s not that bad,” I replied.
“But those short scenes make me…” She made her face into a, ‘What-the-heck’ look.
“Let’s ask Drew if he watches porn.” Drew was sitting in my place and I was sitting next to Sheltie.
“I’m a good boy, not like Joe.”
Then somehow, an array of ‘Grandma’ and ‘Grandpa’ and ‘Euroship’ and ‘American Pie’ flooded into the conversation.
Oh man! I got the chronology of the conversations all screwed up. I suddenly remembered Macho Man was in the conversation too. And it wasn’t Drew that asked Joe what we’re talking about. It’s Macho Man! I think.
Mandy was shocked that I watch ‘American Pie’ series. She thought I’m a good girl and wouldn’t dream of tainting my pure mind with all those virtue-erasing dirty props.
Macho said, “Is it so odd to think that she wouldn’t watch some shows like this? Can’t you imagine?”
Mandy replied, “But she’s Minty. Good girls don’t…”
And now I remembered the conversation I had with Electra, the Captain of the Cheerleading Club (CCC- Catholic Cheerleading Club): Triple C.
We were talking about American Pie. She only watched the Wedding I suppose and I went on and told her some funny snippets in American Pie 2, where Jim (Jason Briggs) accidentally put Super Glue on his hands instead of lubrication to satisfy his desire as he watched ‘Pussy Palace’ on TV.
Electra made a face.
“He made moaning sounds, but then, it was replaced by an ‘Ow’ and another until he realized that his ‘thing’ is stuck to the blanket. He looked on his night dresser and saw his lubrication lotion tube left unused while the Super Glue cap was open and dripping… what else? Glue!
Jim said, ‘Oh, shit!’ and ripped the blanket away from his ‘thing’, which was evident with his loud, ‘OW’. Then, he tried to get the porn tape out from the VCR and the tape got stuck on his other free hand matted with glue.
He tried opening the door with his mouth…”
And you know the rest. Or don’t you?
“Jim came out from hospital with a big puffy cotton diaper bandage.”
If you wanna know more, just tell me. ; D
I was like, “Huh?” ‘Coz I didn’t catch the “Am I…” I just heard, “Handsome.”
I thought Joe was calling me handsome and funny thoughts ran into my mind. I was actually going to answer something else to spite Joe, but thank goodness I stick to my plain goose, “Huh?”
He dismissed my ‘HUH?’
I suppose he thought that I was thinking: “You? Handsome?”
OH! Before that, I remembered something funny…
I just remembered the punch line, so it might not be so funny.
As Joe was saying something about Winter and he ended with, “Kiss-kiss.” , our Math teacher walked by!!!!
Joe went all red and buried his head in his bag!
It was a moment so embarrassing and humiliating that it was actually hilarious.
And there was another time when Winter walked past our class and Seb saw her.
He was watching so intently and told us, “Look at that CHICK!”
Seb said the ‘CHICK’ word so loudly that (I think) Winter heard it, or maybe she just heard our laughter.
And OOOOOOOOOOOH!
Sheltie has braces. Sheltie haa-as braces.
She asked me, “When two people with braces kiss, will their braces interlock together?”
I nodded and said, “It might cut the tongue a little, too”
“Really?”
“Let’s ask Joe.”
Then, I was feeling in a mischievous mood and asked Joe, “Sheltie asked that if she kissed a guy with braces, will their braces interlock together?”
“Oh! She would kiss a guy with braces huh? Let’s ask Seb to wear one,” Joe said excitedly. He hollered to the back of the class were Seb was playing Scrabble with Ryan. “SEB! SHELTIE WILL KISS YOU IF YOU WEAR BRACES!
No, wait. Ryan has braces, right?” Joe said with glee.
Astonishingly, Seb hollered back that Ryan has braces. (Meaning she should kiss Ryan over him, huh?)
“HEY!” Sheltie scolded Joe.
Mandy spoke up, “I don’t think their braces will stick together.”
Joe did some visual movements with his hands and said thoughtfully, “Unless you’re really [I] ganas [/I].”
Therein after, Seb came by and said again, “Ryan has braces.”
I didn’t want to resume doing Math, but Electra wanted to. I was feeling bored and she told me to go talk to others. And so I did, with amazing results! Like the above and down below:
After watching and witnessing so many Scrabble rounds, I went up to Sheltie and began to recite my made-up poem about her character with an accent. And then I went into a Shakespeare-y mood and told Sheltie about the movie, ‘Shakespeare in Love’, where Gwyneth Paltrow was naked in some scenes.
I started to describe Gwyn’s boobs.
“She has nice boobs. Round, just nice and her nipples are so red.”
Sheltie gave me a ‘look’.
Then, I heard Electra calling me. “Hey Minty, talk to Joe, he’s bored.”
Then I said to Joe, “We are talking about breasts.” I said the word, ‘breasts’ very softly, because our Chemistry teacher was in class marking our Chemistry examination paper.
“You’re talking about boobs?” I nodded.
Joe got excited and moved his chair over to us. I sat next to Mandy.
“So, let’s talk about boobs.”
The conversation spiral down to porn and I dampen Joe’s mood by saying, “They’re soft, they sag and they have nipples.”
“Stop it! I can’t stand hearing that boobs sag!” Joe cried.
“Alright then, they’re elastic and…”
Joe broke into a ‘la la la la’ verse and shut his ears.
Then, Drew came by and Joe told him we’re talking about ‘boobies’. Then, he looked at my watch and packed his bags.
It was almost time to go home.
Somehow, before the bell rang, we have one more final conversation about porn.
Sheltie told me that ‘Shakespeare in Love’ shows those nude scenes and she defined it as ‘porn’.
“No, it’s soft porn. It’s not that bad,” I replied.
“But those short scenes make me…” She made her face into a, ‘What-the-heck’ look.
“Let’s ask Drew if he watches porn.” Drew was sitting in my place and I was sitting next to Sheltie.
“I’m a good boy, not like Joe.”
Then somehow, an array of ‘Grandma’ and ‘Grandpa’ and ‘Euroship’ and ‘American Pie’ flooded into the conversation.
Oh man! I got the chronology of the conversations all screwed up. I suddenly remembered Macho Man was in the conversation too. And it wasn’t Drew that asked Joe what we’re talking about. It’s Macho Man! I think.
Mandy was shocked that I watch ‘American Pie’ series. She thought I’m a good girl and wouldn’t dream of tainting my pure mind with all those virtue-erasing dirty props.
Macho said, “Is it so odd to think that she wouldn’t watch some shows like this? Can’t you imagine?”
Mandy replied, “But she’s Minty. Good girls don’t…”
And now I remembered the conversation I had with Electra, the Captain of the Cheerleading Club (CCC- Catholic Cheerleading Club): Triple C.
We were talking about American Pie. She only watched the Wedding I suppose and I went on and told her some funny snippets in American Pie 2, where Jim (Jason Briggs) accidentally put Super Glue on his hands instead of lubrication to satisfy his desire as he watched ‘Pussy Palace’ on TV.
Electra made a face.
“He made moaning sounds, but then, it was replaced by an ‘Ow’ and another until he realized that his ‘thing’ is stuck to the blanket. He looked on his night dresser and saw his lubrication lotion tube left unused while the Super Glue cap was open and dripping… what else? Glue!
Jim said, ‘Oh, shit!’ and ripped the blanket away from his ‘thing’, which was evident with his loud, ‘OW’. Then, he tried to get the porn tape out from the VCR and the tape got stuck on his other free hand matted with glue.
He tried opening the door with his mouth…”
And you know the rest. Or don’t you?
“Jim came out from hospital with a big puffy cotton diaper bandage.”
If you wanna know more, just tell me. ; D
Thursday, August 11, 2005
HORRORS OF ALL HORRORS/ SLOTS OF FUNNY MOMENTS
“EEEEEURRGH!”
Joe dropped the plastic dice on to the floor.
“WHAT?!” Me and Elle asked urgently.
“It shocked you right?” I said.
We were in a “Scare Yourself Silly” Booth. Many scary, morbid masks hung straight down, perfectly lined up, surrounding the roof of the booth. On the right were glow-in-the-dark skeletons, left was… I forgot.
It all started when Joe took interested in this particular booth after we had pizza and a little exercise walking around Mid-Valley.
“Elle… LOOK AT THIS!” Joe exclaimed as he shoved a very real-looking rubber mouse into Elle face. She jumped a little, but wasn’t obviously visibly scared. Then, she touched the gooey-latex mouse and said, “Yueergh..”
Then all three of us began to approach the booth with all its knick-knacks. We just look around a bit and was gonna leave, when Joe took up a bubblegum stick, with a metal gum sticking out.
“Pull it.”
I hesitated, but I did it anyway. The very first thing I felt was an unexpected electrostatic wave running up my right hand and to my whole arm. I let go, and it stopped.
I said, “Whoua! You guys gotta try it.” But they didn’t, afraid of what’s gonna happen.
“I thought something, like a cockroach or a spider will come out,” Elle said.
“In that small thing?” I said and then I dared Joe to do it, BUT he didn’t.
Well, he got a little taste of his own too. His curiousity got the best of him and he took up that plastic dice. HAH! The same thing happened to him and he quickly dropped it to the floor. Then, he told me to pick it up.
My right hand was still stinging and he’s telling me to pick it up. I then told Elle to pick it up, but she doesn’t want to. So, being the brave and bold, I took it up… and
NOTHING HAPPENED!
Then, I saw a lever on the bottom of the dice. I wanted to experience what that Doofus had experienced, so I placed the dice on the table so the lever will go down and the thing recharges.
I then took it up and holly-mowly-cowabungga! The same sensation wascoarsing through me again. It was quite fun, actually.
Joe bought a glow-in-the-dark skeleton and the next day, we saw baggies under his eyes. Apparently he couldn’t sleep because the skeleton was glowing so eerily in his room on top of his computer.
“Hhahhahahahah..” Elle and I couldn’t stop laughing.
Oh! I remembered an incident when Joe was going up the elevator, he lost his balance and tried to balance back himself. It was soooooooooo FUNNY!! I wished I had taped it!
I’m LSHMBB! Pun.
One day, we had a conversation, which turned into a series of ghost stories.
Almost a lot of the funny moments are centered around Joe. He’s a funny guy.
He and his gang went to Genting Highlands during holiday and the hotel manager told them about a murder that happened on the 8th floor. A little girl was grossly mutilated and she has hidden between two mattresses in a hotel room. No one knew about it, until a couple stayed in the hotel room and start to hear noises outside the door and they eventually witnesses the whole bloody incident.
The weird thing is they can’t see the murderers’ faces clearly. But they certainly can smell a horrible stench after they saw the bloodbath. The couple ran out of the room and informed the manager. They searched for the source of the smell and lifted the mattress on top and saw the dead little girl sunken in the bottom mattress.
Her blood was forever stained on the bottom mattress.
The killers were never brought to justice. Who knows? They might still be out there…
So, Joe and other guys were having the time of their lives, until they decided to go back to their hotel room which is unlucky number 13 on the 13th floor. They used the lift, but instead of going way up to 13th floor, it stopped on the 8th.
The door opened, but no one came in. One of them snuck their head out to look, but no one was there!
So, they pressed the ‘Close’ button. The doors were about to close when it opened again!
This time, they were scared out of their wits, a sense of heebie-jeebies washed over them. They got out of the lift and found the stairs and ran up to 13th floor. All 5-storeys!
The next day, they packed their bags and went home. Or maybe they stayed for another recap…. Heehe. Don’t think they would though.
“You know why the doors of the lift was gonna close but opened up again?” I teased eerily.
“I don’t know. Why?” Joe asked.
“Because someone or something was coming in, boarding the lift. Perhaps the little girl was coming in, rewinding the whole scene again…” I replied.
This time, I can see Joe shivered a bit and Elle was listening too had a sudden chill running down her back.
Joe dropped the plastic dice on to the floor.
“WHAT?!” Me and Elle asked urgently.
“It shocked you right?” I said.
We were in a “Scare Yourself Silly” Booth. Many scary, morbid masks hung straight down, perfectly lined up, surrounding the roof of the booth. On the right were glow-in-the-dark skeletons, left was… I forgot.
It all started when Joe took interested in this particular booth after we had pizza and a little exercise walking around Mid-Valley.
“Elle… LOOK AT THIS!” Joe exclaimed as he shoved a very real-looking rubber mouse into Elle face. She jumped a little, but wasn’t obviously visibly scared. Then, she touched the gooey-latex mouse and said, “Yueergh..”
Then all three of us began to approach the booth with all its knick-knacks. We just look around a bit and was gonna leave, when Joe took up a bubblegum stick, with a metal gum sticking out.
“Pull it.”
I hesitated, but I did it anyway. The very first thing I felt was an unexpected electrostatic wave running up my right hand and to my whole arm. I let go, and it stopped.
I said, “Whoua! You guys gotta try it.” But they didn’t, afraid of what’s gonna happen.
“I thought something, like a cockroach or a spider will come out,” Elle said.
“In that small thing?” I said and then I dared Joe to do it, BUT he didn’t.
Well, he got a little taste of his own too. His curiousity got the best of him and he took up that plastic dice. HAH! The same thing happened to him and he quickly dropped it to the floor. Then, he told me to pick it up.
My right hand was still stinging and he’s telling me to pick it up. I then told Elle to pick it up, but she doesn’t want to. So, being the brave and bold, I took it up… and
NOTHING HAPPENED!
Then, I saw a lever on the bottom of the dice. I wanted to experience what that Doofus had experienced, so I placed the dice on the table so the lever will go down and the thing recharges.
I then took it up and holly-mowly-cowabungga! The same sensation wascoarsing through me again. It was quite fun, actually.
Joe bought a glow-in-the-dark skeleton and the next day, we saw baggies under his eyes. Apparently he couldn’t sleep because the skeleton was glowing so eerily in his room on top of his computer.
“Hhahhahahahah..” Elle and I couldn’t stop laughing.
Oh! I remembered an incident when Joe was going up the elevator, he lost his balance and tried to balance back himself. It was soooooooooo FUNNY!! I wished I had taped it!
I’m LSHMBB! Pun.
One day, we had a conversation, which turned into a series of ghost stories.
Almost a lot of the funny moments are centered around Joe. He’s a funny guy.
He and his gang went to Genting Highlands during holiday and the hotel manager told them about a murder that happened on the 8th floor. A little girl was grossly mutilated and she has hidden between two mattresses in a hotel room. No one knew about it, until a couple stayed in the hotel room and start to hear noises outside the door and they eventually witnesses the whole bloody incident.
The weird thing is they can’t see the murderers’ faces clearly. But they certainly can smell a horrible stench after they saw the bloodbath. The couple ran out of the room and informed the manager. They searched for the source of the smell and lifted the mattress on top and saw the dead little girl sunken in the bottom mattress.
Her blood was forever stained on the bottom mattress.
The killers were never brought to justice. Who knows? They might still be out there…
So, Joe and other guys were having the time of their lives, until they decided to go back to their hotel room which is unlucky number 13 on the 13th floor. They used the lift, but instead of going way up to 13th floor, it stopped on the 8th.
The door opened, but no one came in. One of them snuck their head out to look, but no one was there!
So, they pressed the ‘Close’ button. The doors were about to close when it opened again!
This time, they were scared out of their wits, a sense of heebie-jeebies washed over them. They got out of the lift and found the stairs and ran up to 13th floor. All 5-storeys!
The next day, they packed their bags and went home. Or maybe they stayed for another recap…. Heehe. Don’t think they would though.
“You know why the doors of the lift was gonna close but opened up again?” I teased eerily.
“I don’t know. Why?” Joe asked.
“Because someone or something was coming in, boarding the lift. Perhaps the little girl was coming in, rewinding the whole scene again…” I replied.
This time, I can see Joe shivered a bit and Elle was listening too had a sudden chill running down her back.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Chat rm lingo FYI
I was just chatting with my online buddies and I found MSN msgings are filled with acronyms, abbreviations or shorten to the most - one letter. I don’t have a problem reading text msgs, or ‘Chat Room Lingo’. Hey, I’m use to it, just that many of my friends abroad doesn’t like to use it. They prefer all-typed words, for their understanding.
But I have some friends who uses Chat Lingo, which are a bit confusing to me.
For starters,
PITA = pain in the arse
POTS = parents over the shoulder
SOS = same old stuff
GAL = Get a LIFE
KIT = Keep in touch
Feeling like ‘HUH?’ now?
These are No Sweat Jargons:
FYI = For your informationPLS = PleaseASAP = as soon as possible
Now, try to decipher these:
IMHO that’s so funny. I’m LSHMBB. My OL is SWL. I can’t stand dis. GTR. BBL
Translation: In my humble opinion, that’s so funny. I’m laughing so hard my belly is bouncing. My old lady is screaming with laughter. I can’t stand this. Got to run. Be back later.
LTNS. Still AAK. Can’t come online coz I’ve been bz TCOB. Good 2 CU guys again. SETE.
Translation: Long time no see. Still alive and kicking. Can’t come online because I’ve been busy taking care of business. Good to see you guys again. Smiling from ear to ear.
WB. I’ve been TOY. H&K. A QT has joined our chat rm.
Translation: Welcome back. I’ve been thinking of you. Hug and Kiss. A cutie has joined our chat room.
CSG. We’ll show her how fun we R.
Translation: Chuckle, snicker, grin. We’ll show her how fun we are.
GMTA. Gimme a hi 5.
Translation: Great minds think alike. Give me a high five.
PMFJI. How u know QT is a girl?
Translation: Pardon me for jumping in. How do you know cutie is a girl?
DIKU? IAC, u’ll know if u read FAQ posted on dis site.
…
I’m getting tired of typing terminologies and translating them. It’s getting tiresome. So, try to decipher it. If you can’t, just look it up in the Net. Better yet, ask me in person.
Find out urself:
Reg a/s/l =
HHIS =
Fr =
BEG =
Spec prog =
D/L =
DIS (It’s not ‘this’.) =
PDS =
PM =
IGP = I gotta pee
TYT = Take your time
FISH =
Ppl =
IRL =
POOF =
TMTC = Too many to count
MIA = Missing in Action
TGIF =
AFK = Away from Keyboard
(I give you some and I don’t give you some. Hehe)
Let’s move on to daily matters.
I despise Zachary. He is an imbecile, arrogant, Mr. Hey-I-Have-No-Regards-To-Your-Feelings arse. He thinks he’s damn cool with that one-sided bangs and sharp nose. He’s a prick and you can always spot his wedgie.
Joe always makes fun of it, and I sorta think Zachary deserves it. Thank you, Joe!
This Zachary is a total no self-respecting loser. He thinks he’s on the top of the world. No doubt he is smart, but he’s a PITA. He’s making my life difficult and I just know him this year. He showed me a tissue with his snot in it and told me, “Here’s 50 cents.”
I ignored him, but I don’t really have the strength to really have a verbal assault on him, because of the thick haze that has been plaguing the peninsular. Those stupid inconsiderate people have the audacity to hold open-air burnings which caught on the woods, forests and it all went up in flames, into the air and the wind blew it across the ocean to the nearest country, us. So ‘fortunate’ that we’re such forgiving neighbours.I hate these people. I hate loggers, smokers and mean people who use words to hurt other people, affecting them psychologically, mentally. BULLY.
Many teachers thinks he’s an opinionated fellow, but also a proud boy. AND HE’S STILL A BOY! I don’t think he’d ever reach puberty.
I don’t think I’ll ever go to school if the haze doesn’t stop. Visibility level and the air quality is slowly deteriorating. If it doesn’t rain soon, it’ll be a blanket of dust and poisonous gas. Let’s hope Zachary gets brain damage because of that. Let him suck in a big amount of dirty carbon dioxides and the thickness of the smoke burn his eyes and the hot air attack his lungs, have it grow a tiny bump, the signal of cancerous bump, but he doesn’t need to know.
I feel better, but I can go on if you’re interested.
Oh, today, I thought of my birthday and I feel happy. The feeling of receiving. Before that, buying presents for people felt so exhilarating, the joys of giving. Grateful and happiness is what I felt that day. I love all my friends, Elle, Joe, Seb, Westie, Electra, Winter… . LOVE YOU GUYS! ^_^ (You know who you are!)
Joe, take care of your wound. Poor boy, his right shin got burnt by a burning hot car exhaust. A neat circle was formed and in the middle is, “Raw flesh.”
And Seb, please curb your over-obsessive tendency towards Westie.
And Joe, Westie told you to, “Go die.”
And Elle, “So, sorry I won’t come to school tomorrow.”
And to Westie, “Get well soon and don’t think of C & S too much.”
^_-
But I have some friends who uses Chat Lingo, which are a bit confusing to me.
For starters,
PITA = pain in the arse
POTS = parents over the shoulder
SOS = same old stuff
GAL = Get a LIFE
KIT = Keep in touch
Feeling like ‘HUH?’ now?
These are No Sweat Jargons:
FYI = For your informationPLS = PleaseASAP = as soon as possible
Now, try to decipher these:
IMHO that’s so funny. I’m LSHMBB. My OL is SWL. I can’t stand dis. GTR. BBL
Translation: In my humble opinion, that’s so funny. I’m laughing so hard my belly is bouncing. My old lady is screaming with laughter. I can’t stand this. Got to run. Be back later.
LTNS. Still AAK. Can’t come online coz I’ve been bz TCOB. Good 2 CU guys again. SETE.
Translation: Long time no see. Still alive and kicking. Can’t come online because I’ve been busy taking care of business. Good to see you guys again. Smiling from ear to ear.
WB. I’ve been TOY. H&K. A QT has joined our chat rm.
Translation: Welcome back. I’ve been thinking of you. Hug and Kiss. A cutie has joined our chat room.
CSG. We’ll show her how fun we R.
Translation: Chuckle, snicker, grin. We’ll show her how fun we are.
GMTA. Gimme a hi 5.
Translation: Great minds think alike. Give me a high five.
PMFJI. How u know QT is a girl?
Translation: Pardon me for jumping in. How do you know cutie is a girl?
DIKU? IAC, u’ll know if u read FAQ posted on dis site.
…
I’m getting tired of typing terminologies and translating them. It’s getting tiresome. So, try to decipher it. If you can’t, just look it up in the Net. Better yet, ask me in person.
Find out urself:
Reg a/s/l =
HHIS =
Fr =
BEG =
Spec prog =
D/L =
DIS (It’s not ‘this’.) =
PDS =
PM =
IGP = I gotta pee
TYT = Take your time
FISH =
Ppl =
IRL =
POOF =
TMTC = Too many to count
MIA = Missing in Action
TGIF =
AFK = Away from Keyboard
(I give you some and I don’t give you some. Hehe)
Let’s move on to daily matters.
I despise Zachary. He is an imbecile, arrogant, Mr. Hey-I-Have-No-Regards-To-Your-Feelings arse. He thinks he’s damn cool with that one-sided bangs and sharp nose. He’s a prick and you can always spot his wedgie.
Joe always makes fun of it, and I sorta think Zachary deserves it. Thank you, Joe!
This Zachary is a total no self-respecting loser. He thinks he’s on the top of the world. No doubt he is smart, but he’s a PITA. He’s making my life difficult and I just know him this year. He showed me a tissue with his snot in it and told me, “Here’s 50 cents.”
I ignored him, but I don’t really have the strength to really have a verbal assault on him, because of the thick haze that has been plaguing the peninsular. Those stupid inconsiderate people have the audacity to hold open-air burnings which caught on the woods, forests and it all went up in flames, into the air and the wind blew it across the ocean to the nearest country, us. So ‘fortunate’ that we’re such forgiving neighbours.I hate these people. I hate loggers, smokers and mean people who use words to hurt other people, affecting them psychologically, mentally. BULLY.
Many teachers thinks he’s an opinionated fellow, but also a proud boy. AND HE’S STILL A BOY! I don’t think he’d ever reach puberty.
I don’t think I’ll ever go to school if the haze doesn’t stop. Visibility level and the air quality is slowly deteriorating. If it doesn’t rain soon, it’ll be a blanket of dust and poisonous gas. Let’s hope Zachary gets brain damage because of that. Let him suck in a big amount of dirty carbon dioxides and the thickness of the smoke burn his eyes and the hot air attack his lungs, have it grow a tiny bump, the signal of cancerous bump, but he doesn’t need to know.
I feel better, but I can go on if you’re interested.
Oh, today, I thought of my birthday and I feel happy. The feeling of receiving. Before that, buying presents for people felt so exhilarating, the joys of giving. Grateful and happiness is what I felt that day. I love all my friends, Elle, Joe, Seb, Westie, Electra, Winter… . LOVE YOU GUYS! ^_^ (You know who you are!)
Joe, take care of your wound. Poor boy, his right shin got burnt by a burning hot car exhaust. A neat circle was formed and in the middle is, “Raw flesh.”
And Seb, please curb your over-obsessive tendency towards Westie.
And Joe, Westie told you to, “Go die.”
And Elle, “So, sorry I won’t come to school tomorrow.”
And to Westie, “Get well soon and don’t think of C & S too much.”
^_-
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Funny Moments (1st)
“Who will you rescue if both of us are dangling at the edge of the cliff, just barely holding on with our hands..?” Joe asked me.
It was another lesson without any substitute teacher, so we basically talked for a whole hour in class during lessons. The whole class was in a chatting spree. The four of us were at ‘it’ again. But, this conversation turns out to be really funny.
I chose not to answer that question and Seb butt in and said, “You chose to run away.”
I was like, “Whatever.”
Then, they asked Elle. She was thinking of the question carefully, but she was thinking a tad bit too long, hesitantly looking at Seb, then at Joe. Then Seb repeated, “Minty chose to run away.” He pointed at me. “Oh.”
Elle paused then said happily, “Then, I chose to run away too! Problem solved.”
“But we have the car keys, and we’re in the middle of nowhere and there’s only one car,” Joe added.
Elle giggled, “Well, I’ll just call a cab.”
Joe then said, “Minty would probably stomp on our hands and let us fall.” I was giggling. Then he said, totally abandoning his Math homework now that he’s in the groove. “Okay, let’s make it easier. What if both of us are dangling on two individual ropes, a black pit beneath us and you’re holding the other end of the rope while the other end is tied.”
Is this question easier?
rolls eyes
I was doing my homework when I couldn’t resist and told Elle to think first before taking action. “Psst. Who would you save?”
“Er..”
“Joe wouldn’t be an excellent choice to make, because would he care to repay your kindness? I think he would push you in it and walk away congratulating himself,” I said.
A whine came from Seb, “Why wouldn’t anyone save me? Minty would probably save Joe, 'coz she likes him... What about me??" He was in a full-throttle whining mode. We ignored him. Joe decided to change the question again into a much more easier no-brainer.
“Okay fine. What if you, Elle are gonna fall in with Seb and me, but you value your life more and has only enough strength to pull one in before slipping into the Pit of Doom and has to let go one. Who would you choose?” Joe wished it was him. He kept making distressing sounds, “Save me! Oh..! Rescue me!”
I told Elle to THINK! And you know what Joe said?
“Oh, so now Elle would just hold up her hands, palm facing-out and say, ‘Wait, let me think.’, and let both of us fall,” He faked bitterness in his voice. But we all laughed at his comments!! All for of us are joining in the fun until I broke it and said, “I’ll save Seb, ‘coz he would be a better… person,” I was struggling to find the right words, as to not insult Joe, but he took it as an insult anyway.
“But, I’m your good friend. Why won’t you rescue me??” He then kept whining on and on and on and ON! Then he hit me with my homework. Seb chimed in, “’Coz you wouldn’t save him. You wouldn’t save him. She’ll save me, HAH!”
Joe then said, “Shut up or I’ll Punch Your Balls.”
I said, “Hey! We’re all good friends. But some take more years to get to the stage of ‘close friends’. Like Yolanda. Gosh, I have to have acquaintance with her for almost 2 years until she warms up to me.”
Joe snorted, “I became good friends with Andy, Yen and some other blokes just after one week.”
“Yea, and filmed a gay porn movie together,” I smirked.
“Yea, and that.”
Seb cut in. “Chaz did took some naked guys’ pics.”
Elle and I was like grossed out.
“Ha, with Chaz, just tell him a good porn story and he’ll say, ‘Oh, we’re good friends’,” Joe chuckled.
Just then, Drew came and talked to Elle about some homework and after he left, we teased her unmercilessly.
After a few minutes, she wanted to acquire if Kane cut his hair. I asked Joe and he said yes and he asked, “Why?” I pointed at Elle, which is a big mistake, because it triggered the ‘Suitor’s List’. We started to list out all the guys that are ‘after’ Elle, (which is not true, but we still love to tease her about it.) Joe then yelled, “Elle likes Kaaaane!” And the whole class believed it; Elle tried to defend herself and Kane gave Joe the ‘finger’. Joe also said, “Winston, don’t cry k?”
“Alright, there’s Mr. Drew, Mr. Kane, Mr. Winston. Who would you choose?” Joe counted his fingers.
Elle said, “Mr. Tan.” Which meant her father, but Joe took it wrongly and call out to the whole class, “ELLE LIKES ZACHARY TAN!!!!” We were howling in laughter, but Elle. She buried her head on my shoulder and asked over and over again. “Make them stop. Why are they doing this?’’
The other students were making fun at Winston, saying, “Wins, don’t cry cause Elle like Kane and not you.. Don’t go suicidal or anything.”
But everyone went quiet and the laughter died down. Oh, and Seb still use ‘Batman Fever’ as his excuse for slashing me with his plastic ruler and getting all hyped up about nothing.
I told Winter about Seb’s obsession with her and she was a tad bit suspicious of the credibility of my words. And I told Seb I told her which is a BIG mistake. I totally regret it, ‘coz Seb makes me feel guilty by giving me the sad look and I was compelled to apologize to him. Now, he keeps saying how I spoilt everything for him. First Westie, now Winter.
Oh, and hmm.. Malaysia has this National-Service Training thing compulsory to all chosen after-SPM (Important Government Evaluation’s Test) students. It’s like undergoing military training. For guys and girls who are 16 or 17 yeas of age. What do you think?
It was another lesson without any substitute teacher, so we basically talked for a whole hour in class during lessons. The whole class was in a chatting spree. The four of us were at ‘it’ again. But, this conversation turns out to be really funny.
I chose not to answer that question and Seb butt in and said, “You chose to run away.”
I was like, “Whatever.”
Then, they asked Elle. She was thinking of the question carefully, but she was thinking a tad bit too long, hesitantly looking at Seb, then at Joe. Then Seb repeated, “Minty chose to run away.” He pointed at me. “Oh.”
Elle paused then said happily, “Then, I chose to run away too! Problem solved.”
“But we have the car keys, and we’re in the middle of nowhere and there’s only one car,” Joe added.
Elle giggled, “Well, I’ll just call a cab.”
Joe then said, “Minty would probably stomp on our hands and let us fall.” I was giggling. Then he said, totally abandoning his Math homework now that he’s in the groove. “Okay, let’s make it easier. What if both of us are dangling on two individual ropes, a black pit beneath us and you’re holding the other end of the rope while the other end is tied.”
Is this question easier?
rolls eyes
I was doing my homework when I couldn’t resist and told Elle to think first before taking action. “Psst. Who would you save?”
“Er..”
“Joe wouldn’t be an excellent choice to make, because would he care to repay your kindness? I think he would push you in it and walk away congratulating himself,” I said.
A whine came from Seb, “Why wouldn’t anyone save me? Minty would probably save Joe, 'coz she likes him... What about me??" He was in a full-throttle whining mode. We ignored him. Joe decided to change the question again into a much more easier no-brainer.
“Okay fine. What if you, Elle are gonna fall in with Seb and me, but you value your life more and has only enough strength to pull one in before slipping into the Pit of Doom and has to let go one. Who would you choose?” Joe wished it was him. He kept making distressing sounds, “Save me! Oh..! Rescue me!”
I told Elle to THINK! And you know what Joe said?
“Oh, so now Elle would just hold up her hands, palm facing-out and say, ‘Wait, let me think.’, and let both of us fall,” He faked bitterness in his voice. But we all laughed at his comments!! All for of us are joining in the fun until I broke it and said, “I’ll save Seb, ‘coz he would be a better… person,” I was struggling to find the right words, as to not insult Joe, but he took it as an insult anyway.
“But, I’m your good friend. Why won’t you rescue me??” He then kept whining on and on and on and ON! Then he hit me with my homework. Seb chimed in, “’Coz you wouldn’t save him. You wouldn’t save him. She’ll save me, HAH!”
Joe then said, “Shut up or I’ll Punch Your Balls.”
I said, “Hey! We’re all good friends. But some take more years to get to the stage of ‘close friends’. Like Yolanda. Gosh, I have to have acquaintance with her for almost 2 years until she warms up to me.”
Joe snorted, “I became good friends with Andy, Yen and some other blokes just after one week.”
“Yea, and filmed a gay porn movie together,” I smirked.
“Yea, and that.”
Seb cut in. “Chaz did took some naked guys’ pics.”
Elle and I was like grossed out.
“Ha, with Chaz, just tell him a good porn story and he’ll say, ‘Oh, we’re good friends’,” Joe chuckled.
Just then, Drew came and talked to Elle about some homework and after he left, we teased her unmercilessly.
After a few minutes, she wanted to acquire if Kane cut his hair. I asked Joe and he said yes and he asked, “Why?” I pointed at Elle, which is a big mistake, because it triggered the ‘Suitor’s List’. We started to list out all the guys that are ‘after’ Elle, (which is not true, but we still love to tease her about it.) Joe then yelled, “Elle likes Kaaaane!” And the whole class believed it; Elle tried to defend herself and Kane gave Joe the ‘finger’. Joe also said, “Winston, don’t cry k?”
“Alright, there’s Mr. Drew, Mr. Kane, Mr. Winston. Who would you choose?” Joe counted his fingers.
Elle said, “Mr. Tan.” Which meant her father, but Joe took it wrongly and call out to the whole class, “ELLE LIKES ZACHARY TAN!!!!” We were howling in laughter, but Elle. She buried her head on my shoulder and asked over and over again. “Make them stop. Why are they doing this?’’
The other students were making fun at Winston, saying, “Wins, don’t cry cause Elle like Kane and not you.. Don’t go suicidal or anything.”
But everyone went quiet and the laughter died down. Oh, and Seb still use ‘Batman Fever’ as his excuse for slashing me with his plastic ruler and getting all hyped up about nothing.
I told Winter about Seb’s obsession with her and she was a tad bit suspicious of the credibility of my words. And I told Seb I told her which is a BIG mistake. I totally regret it, ‘coz Seb makes me feel guilty by giving me the sad look and I was compelled to apologize to him. Now, he keeps saying how I spoilt everything for him. First Westie, now Winter.
Oh, and hmm.. Malaysia has this National-Service Training thing compulsory to all chosen after-SPM (Important Government Evaluation’s Test) students. It’s like undergoing military training. For guys and girls who are 16 or 17 yeas of age. What do you think?
Thursday, June 23, 2005
HEY Y'ALL
“SLUT!”
“ASSHOLE!”
This just happened 2 days ago. I was like having a heated argument with a close friend, Seb. Then, we started to call each other names which is like repeating SLUT and ASSHOLE like 5 times before we stop. And you know what triggered the argument?
rolls eyes
He says it’s the way I look at him. “The hair falling down way past your eyes like wisps and you giving me that ‘look’… It’s so SLUTTY! It’s like you’re hyped up to do ‘it’.” He said it in front of my 2 other close friends, Elle and Joe.
I was like What the hell? And then I told him off.
I was killing him with that ‘look’! Not giving him some ‘coming on’ message!! Jesus! I was angry with him and was about to burst when he just said that faithful sentence!! But hey, it’s cool. Sure I’m annoyed with him, but he actually thought me how to retort back. I don’t usually use profanities when I’m in a heated argument, it’s just that he just broke the line.
Seb is an annoying, sensitive and touchy kind of guy. He’s dark, tall and desperate for Winter’s affection, which is my friend in another class. He’s so shy around her, barely make out two words when she’s around. And he’s extremely obsessed with her. He thinks about her, carved her name on the table, wrote her name on his arm with a blue pen everyday!! He even kept his options open for other girls, but he’s much, much keen on Winter.
And you know what? When we’re in a pleasant banter and he compliments me or Elle or Joe, he’ll just back-lash it with an insult, like, “You’re so kind, but I’m not talking about you.” OR “Hey cutie (just to get my attention, and then when he got my attention). Oh, and just now that remark.. I didn’t mean it.” He is like that.
Well, Seb has his good moments. He can be attentive, and polite and he loves yanking someone’s ear off. He loves repeating questions and stating the obvious. Around cute girls, he goes uncomfortable and act all angel; But, around the girls he is friends with, he acts like a jerk. Sorry baby, if you’re reading this, I pity you.
Okay, okay. So I’m a bit blunt and frank, but you can’t blame me. I do consider his feelings and treats him nicely sometimes, but he would not appreciate it. He likes to slash me with his plastic ruler and flick me on my upper arm with it. AND WE’RE 16!! Yesterday, he really done it. He cut me on the finger with a metal ruler owned by Joe.
I s’pose he felt guilty, just a tiny bit, but I don’t have hard feelings or anything. I let it go and I’m recuperating. No harm done.
Elle sits beside me, probably for the whole year and the next. We just knew each other this year. Electra calls her ‘Hash Brown’ because of her golden-rosy tan skin. Elle basically is a quiet bookworm, putting TV first but still excels academically. When Seb acts like a jerk to us, she’ll just blackmail him saying, “I’ll tell Winter and you’re done for.” It always works, but I don’t practice it.
Joe calls her ‘Shorty’ because of her small frame and she’s like 8 inches shorter than me, and I’m only 5’3’’! I’m not making fun of you, Elle!
Elle is like my best friend. I go to her if I have unsolved problems or I just need someone to talk to. But she still puts TV first sometimes. <_< And she steals my homework in school when teacher’s not around and I’m doing it and she doesn’t feel like doing it. Know what I mean?
JOE is one BIG LIAR. He thinks he’s ‘King of the World’ and he blames others than himself. Getting him to say ‘sorry’ is like trying to make a sloth hurry up which will never be possible. He loves lying, it’s like an ego-boosting trip for him and he’s a great performer, sporting, but he’s terribly LAZY. In the holidays, he told me his routine for a whole week is wake up, online, eat, sleep, eat, online and sleep. (That’s understandable, ‘coz it’s right after our 2nd term exams.)
He says he’s gay, pretended to be one, even recording gay porn with his friends!! And they’re making money out of it from the people in school! But no worries! Coz they’re not showing any privates. I didn’t want to watch it, so he told me every intricate detail and made those noises for me.
rolls eyes
He’s not gay, he has a relationship with a girl for one year until they sorta parted. He likes hitting me, literally with his fist or poking me with his finger, ruler or pen! SEE?!? I’m such a victim. T_T I bet Seb and Joe just feels too comfortable around me.
His daily language consist of ‘Punch’, ‘fuck’ and ‘balls’, without fail. Oh, did I mention he loves lying??
These 3 friends of mine are here to stay until next year. We always sit together in class (because it’s our permanent sitting position until next year), joke together, help each other, even sent cards to people with our names on it. We’re pretty close and we only knew each other this year.
As for me, I’m no saint, but I’m not those dare-devil kind. I take calculated risk, sometimes I make rash decisions, sometimes I dwell too long on a problem. I have my goofy moments, embarrasing moments, happy, funny, sad and over-zealous moments. Everyone does.
My father said one of my greatest strengths is to shrug rude remarks off with a funny view of it and a laugh. How ‘bout you?
((Gosh, I’m thinking of changing my blog’s overhead line. It sounds so corny, like a female Julius Caeser talking politely. I have to find out how to change it..))
That was just the introduction.
“ASSHOLE!”
This just happened 2 days ago. I was like having a heated argument with a close friend, Seb. Then, we started to call each other names which is like repeating SLUT and ASSHOLE like 5 times before we stop. And you know what triggered the argument?
rolls eyes
He says it’s the way I look at him. “The hair falling down way past your eyes like wisps and you giving me that ‘look’… It’s so SLUTTY! It’s like you’re hyped up to do ‘it’.” He said it in front of my 2 other close friends, Elle and Joe.
I was like What the hell? And then I told him off.
I was killing him with that ‘look’! Not giving him some ‘coming on’ message!! Jesus! I was angry with him and was about to burst when he just said that faithful sentence!! But hey, it’s cool. Sure I’m annoyed with him, but he actually thought me how to retort back. I don’t usually use profanities when I’m in a heated argument, it’s just that he just broke the line.
Seb is an annoying, sensitive and touchy kind of guy. He’s dark, tall and desperate for Winter’s affection, which is my friend in another class. He’s so shy around her, barely make out two words when she’s around. And he’s extremely obsessed with her. He thinks about her, carved her name on the table, wrote her name on his arm with a blue pen everyday!! He even kept his options open for other girls, but he’s much, much keen on Winter.
And you know what? When we’re in a pleasant banter and he compliments me or Elle or Joe, he’ll just back-lash it with an insult, like, “You’re so kind, but I’m not talking about you.” OR “Hey cutie (just to get my attention, and then when he got my attention). Oh, and just now that remark.. I didn’t mean it.” He is like that.
Well, Seb has his good moments. He can be attentive, and polite and he loves yanking someone’s ear off. He loves repeating questions and stating the obvious. Around cute girls, he goes uncomfortable and act all angel; But, around the girls he is friends with, he acts like a jerk. Sorry baby, if you’re reading this, I pity you.
Okay, okay. So I’m a bit blunt and frank, but you can’t blame me. I do consider his feelings and treats him nicely sometimes, but he would not appreciate it. He likes to slash me with his plastic ruler and flick me on my upper arm with it. AND WE’RE 16!! Yesterday, he really done it. He cut me on the finger with a metal ruler owned by Joe.
I s’pose he felt guilty, just a tiny bit, but I don’t have hard feelings or anything. I let it go and I’m recuperating. No harm done.
Elle sits beside me, probably for the whole year and the next. We just knew each other this year. Electra calls her ‘Hash Brown’ because of her golden-rosy tan skin. Elle basically is a quiet bookworm, putting TV first but still excels academically. When Seb acts like a jerk to us, she’ll just blackmail him saying, “I’ll tell Winter and you’re done for.” It always works, but I don’t practice it.
Joe calls her ‘Shorty’ because of her small frame and she’s like 8 inches shorter than me, and I’m only 5’3’’! I’m not making fun of you, Elle!
Elle is like my best friend. I go to her if I have unsolved problems or I just need someone to talk to. But she still puts TV first sometimes. <_< And she steals my homework in school when teacher’s not around and I’m doing it and she doesn’t feel like doing it. Know what I mean?
JOE is one BIG LIAR. He thinks he’s ‘King of the World’ and he blames others than himself. Getting him to say ‘sorry’ is like trying to make a sloth hurry up which will never be possible. He loves lying, it’s like an ego-boosting trip for him and he’s a great performer, sporting, but he’s terribly LAZY. In the holidays, he told me his routine for a whole week is wake up, online, eat, sleep, eat, online and sleep. (That’s understandable, ‘coz it’s right after our 2nd term exams.)
He says he’s gay, pretended to be one, even recording gay porn with his friends!! And they’re making money out of it from the people in school! But no worries! Coz they’re not showing any privates. I didn’t want to watch it, so he told me every intricate detail and made those noises for me.
rolls eyes
He’s not gay, he has a relationship with a girl for one year until they sorta parted. He likes hitting me, literally with his fist or poking me with his finger, ruler or pen! SEE?!? I’m such a victim. T_T I bet Seb and Joe just feels too comfortable around me.
His daily language consist of ‘Punch’, ‘fuck’ and ‘balls’, without fail. Oh, did I mention he loves lying??
These 3 friends of mine are here to stay until next year. We always sit together in class (because it’s our permanent sitting position until next year), joke together, help each other, even sent cards to people with our names on it. We’re pretty close and we only knew each other this year.
As for me, I’m no saint, but I’m not those dare-devil kind. I take calculated risk, sometimes I make rash decisions, sometimes I dwell too long on a problem. I have my goofy moments, embarrasing moments, happy, funny, sad and over-zealous moments. Everyone does.
My father said one of my greatest strengths is to shrug rude remarks off with a funny view of it and a laugh. How ‘bout you?
((Gosh, I’m thinking of changing my blog’s overhead line. It sounds so corny, like a female Julius Caeser talking politely. I have to find out how to change it..))
That was just the introduction.
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