Tagged by Le ShitSpitter a.k.a the Harimau Garang @ Parparazzi @ whatever you call him. So, here it is:
What is your ambition?
My ambition eh? Hmm... maybe the director of the new movie, The Lord of the Wingz - The Tower.
Who is more important to you? Friends or boyfriends?
How come there is no girlfriends? Of course I will choose friends. I'm not a gay you know, not like someone in 0803PM15 who is a pedo-cum-gay.
How often do you think of commiting suicide?
Commiting suicide? You don't want to know. :)
Do you think you have enough confidence?
Nope, I don't think so. I'm a shy little boy who don't even dare to talk to anyone, even to everyone in my class. Well, what do you think?
How many babies do you want?
Ermm... If you want me to consider, maybe 1:1? But I can't!! I don't have a womb ^^.
Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?
Naturally duh. What stupid question is this? Someone who asked this must have failed his/her science, or he/she doesn't even know what is science?
What is your goal this year?
Why ask when this year is almost over? I think should be going into IMU, though I doubt I can pass my A Levels.
Do you believe in eternity love?
Someone who live in few centuries ago may have believed so, but not people living in this century. Somehow I do, so I'm a reincarnation of someone few centuries ago?
What are you really afraid of?
Almight God, myself, my doppleganger, test papers, money, woman, DotA, government, politics, blah blah blah.
What is your opinion in distance relationship?
Like what Shitspitter said. Quote from him: It's awesome, means that you can do whatever you want because that bitch is million of miles away.
Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?
Yeah, I do. But I have a regret that I have to keep to myself.
What does flying mean to you?
Flying means I can go anywhere!! Anywhere, even behind you!! Look, behind, I'm watching. Muahahahahah...
What do you crave for the most recently?
Kolok mee, Miri, abolishment of A Levels.
Are you single/in a relationship?
You have no authority on this. Blek~~
Describe in 7 words the person who tagged you.
Click on the link beside this post.
What have you done to yourself to make you happy?
MTB?
What will you become in another 10 years to come?
The only person in the world who have a blue-coloured wing. I don't need any air tickets heheh.
Which one would you rather be? A chick with a dick or a man with a pussy?
This must be Shitspitters question. What is the thrill if you do not have a dick? Think I will choose option A.
If you are an evil scientist, what is the first thing that you will do?
Me? I'll threaten everyone on earth to bow down to me, or I'll wipe out everything on the land with an eye blink. Muahaahahahaha... Are you scared?
(Subtract one question from above and make up your own personal question, then tag 7 person.)
I choose you:
- Legend of the Sea
- Iced Milk
- Fire Teddymon
- LALA~ Zai
- [JS]
- SeAN!!!! jAntAN™
- Lin3ar
By,
Blue-Wingz
Friday, 7 November 2008
Thursday, 6 November 2008
Finished Chemistry 2 yesterday afternoon. I am doomed. Never thought the brine question will be that hard. Isn't it better to just ask us to draw a diagram and label it? Organic Chemistry is my weakest, I don't think I drew the structures correctly in question number 5... Bah, don't care. It's over, what for crying over a jug of spilled milk?
There is something that shocked me though. I tried downloading something(full seed), but never thought this will happen. It has been a long long time since I have seen this speed, and it is normally at midnight. The picture I've taken was at 6p.m. yesterday though.
Going to have Biology 1 after lunch. At least I have more confidence compared to Chemistry. I just hope that I won't screw it up. I will not tolerate myself for some stupid careless mistakes!! Later then.
By,
Blue-Wingz
There is something that shocked me though. I tried downloading something(full seed), but never thought this will happen. It has been a long long time since I have seen this speed, and it is normally at midnight. The picture I've taken was at 6p.m. yesterday though.
Going to have Biology 1 after lunch. At least I have more confidence compared to Chemistry. I just hope that I won't screw it up. I will not tolerate myself for some stupid careless mistakes!! Later then.
By,
Blue-Wingz
Friday, 31 October 2008
I saw this post somewhere in IRC and thought I should share it. It is a nice and interesting post, written by a female writer. I just copy and paste it down here:
Women's Restroom
When you have to visit a public restroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.
You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't-so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance".
In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance".
To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more.
You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday-the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's smaller than your thumbnail.
Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backwards against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lost your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper-not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.
At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet papet trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"
This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with public restrooms. It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!
**Taken from this site.
That is all for today.
By,
Blue-Wingz
Women's Restroom
When you have to visit a public restroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.
You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't-so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance".
In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance".
To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more.
You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday-the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's smaller than your thumbnail.
Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backwards against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lost your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper-not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.
At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet papet trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"
This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with public restrooms. It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!
**Taken from this site.
That is all for today.
By,
Blue-Wingz
Saturday, 25 October 2008
2 weeks out of a month for AS finals have passed. Tomorrow will be the third week of the final, though I'm having mine on Friday, 31st of October. It was Maths 6 (Statistics) that day. I really need help on concentrating, especially my Physics and Chemistry... Well, it was the last day for the SAM students yesterday. They will be having study week after this and then thier finals. I hate to know that thier finals starts later than AS and ends earlier. That is so unfair, damn it!
Can't think of anything special to post, so I thought to put up some screenshots when chatting with somebody else.
Well, that's all for today. Nitez!!
Yours truly,
Blue-Wingz
Can't think of anything special to post, so I thought to put up some screenshots when chatting with somebody else.
Felt this part will be interesting, so I 'print-screen' it. It was last month though (29 Sept.).
Ever chat with this language before? Bet you don't. It was when I chat with Iced Milk @ Bing last week (19 Oct.).
* Finally, lalazai admit he likes her!! Note the second sentence!! (Just now)
Well, that's all for today. Nitez!!
Yours truly,
Blue-Wingz
Friday, 17 October 2008
Just took Biology Practical 32 yesterday. It was different from other past year papers, I mean normally there won't be blood vessels and plants together in a question, but it came out yesterday. I was quite shocked, but still can manage to write something.
Maths P1 the day before wasn't hard, but I did a stupid mistake in question no.5, which is supposed to be 4-6cosx. Misunderstood question 7.i), so can't prove the equation. After coming out from the exam hall, I feel how stupid I was as I did it on a paper again and was able to do it. Forgot to intergrate the line y=2 in question 9.ii) and didn't finish 9.iii). Really feel like slapping myself as this paper is not as hard as O/N 05' and M/J 06'.
Got to go tuition now. Stopping here.
By,
Blue-Wingz
Maths P1 the day before wasn't hard, but I did a stupid mistake in question no.5, which is supposed to be 4-6cosx. Misunderstood question 7.i), so can't prove the equation. After coming out from the exam hall, I feel how stupid I was as I did it on a paper again and was able to do it. Forgot to intergrate the line y=2 in question 9.ii) and didn't finish 9.iii). Really feel like slapping myself as this paper is not as hard as O/N 05' and M/J 06'.
Got to go tuition now. Stopping here.
By,
Blue-Wingz
あなたと
Yea, I know this single is out last month (24 September), but I just found out last week. The new single by コブクロ together with 綾香 titled あなたと! This single only contain the song あなたと and あなたと(Instrumental) though. Never really listened to songs by コブクロ, it's my lil bro who recomended them to me. The song is really nice and is about 5 minutes long. Wanted to find おかえり by 綾香 (ED of drama 絶対彼氏) which is also nice but can't. Below is the cover of the single, あなたと:
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