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Monday, November 16, 2009 Y 10:13 PM And yes, i have not been posting for a long, long time. Today was my day and not my day, well, in between. I had AMC 8 in the morning which started at 9.00am but i had to wake up at 7.00am. There is a big time difference of approximately 2 hours :] of doing nothing. Then, the first prominent, large, big object that stole my eyes when i reached school was one big friend Kenlynn (big to describe our"friendship"). A very good thing about being fat: nobody misses you when you are around them but when you leave for somewhere, people miss you :) (something sure feels wrong when the elephant in your backyard decides to return to south Africa). The first comment she made was that i was looking sleepy. I told her a long story (so long that i wouldn`t tell you), to describe the process when actually i could just say that i was sleepy. Next thing that happened to me got put me in a lot of Inconvenience. I was... ... I don`t feel like bringing it up. During the AMC 8 test for the last 5 minutes, i was technically staring at Juniati`s paper. Hard way in, easy way out hahahahah! Look like a retard now. At the test, i also saw Mr Loke, my math teacher, as invigilator. I noticed that he was wearing a jacket and thought if he was sick (physically). Now i remember! Last week, i looked at theteachers board and saw Mr Loke`s photo, he was wearing some weird-looking glasses. When i thought of it in the LT 4, i almost started laughing. Instead, i half-smiled (hello, this is a test). During the test, a student`s handphone also rang, got into trouble with the teachers lol. The questions on the first page were easy, one of which incuded asking: Jane has 4 sweets, before that, she gave 3 to her friend, how many sweets did she have? I bet any idiot could have answered this one. Hard ones were even asking about surds (bet you don`t know what it is! It is the square root and cube root sign). Anyway, i have not even touched the homework. Sobs. Thursday, November 12, 2009 Y 2:15 AM ![]() For the pass few days, i have been looking for some of the answers, like the answer to happiness and what equates to happiness. I have now found the perfect answer. Happiness=reality/expectations I can prove this using pure logic. As the number for reality increases while the number for the expectation remains the same, the quotient beames larger and the quotient is happiness. For example, you expect to get 50 marks for your science test and get 100 marks instead, it would give you 2 for a quotient. However, your friend who expects and gets 100 marks will have a smaller quotient of 1. Naturally, you would be more happy since your happiness rating is higher. Another possibility would be when you scored 50 but expected 100 while your friend scored 40 but expected 80. The happiness level of you and your friend would be the same. So, expectation determines happiness, so does reality. Monday, November 2, 2009 Y 6:37 AM ![]() Can you actually compare an Afghan Hound to a human? Can you do that just because of their hair lengths and nothing else? Can you just overlook the details of the picture like the skin colours of both of the creatures and even down to the length of their tongues? No, that would be a straight answer and it would be a strong no. I must say that this is actually a large and rather unforgivable mistake which we all make in our daily lives.
Sunday, November 1, 2009 Y 9:53 AM ![]() I feel so bored right now. 1:53 am in the morning of november the second. Well, actually i am posting now as i have a lot of upcoming events. A trip to Malaysia, a time where i have a chance to visit my Malaysian classmates like Kailing. Maybe that is not a good idea? But i am still going there. My family members does things at the eleventh hours, so now i do not know what is confirmed and what is not. Places i want to go:
Currently, not much plans. Y 9:11 AM ![]() ![]() ![]() The pictures describe a dumb cow that has to be my lab rat for proving the fact that movies are not real and will never be. Have you ever watched the film which shows a part of someone commiting suicide? The story always ends with the protaganist persuading the antagonist not to jump and look at the bright side of life, to look at matters from an opptimistic point of view. The antagonist will then be persuaded and sees it that his or her deeds are not that bad (anyway, they are only pretending to gain sympathy points). There we have it, no suicide, no more problem and nobody dies. Well, ever wonder what happens if the protagonist does not appear? Hard to imagine if it really happens ... ... And when somebody says that they want to end their lives, 80 percent of the people do not really mean it. Next time you see somebody trying to die, do not attempt persuasion. Ask that person to just stop wasting time and just jump. The person will not. People who really want to die would just jump, not sit by the edge to wait for someone else. Someone else to persuade them to get off. They are just demented idiots seeking your attention. Y 7:32 AM I seriously feel like an idiot, a nerd, a person who goes for deception and a total winner, to have it ironically. I have been staring straight at the computer screen for nearly 4 hours. To be precise, 3 hours, 56 minutes and 24 seconds. Oh, now it would be 25, 26, 27 seconds ... ...Anyway, that is beside the point. The main question is what i have been doing infront of this screen for the last 4 hours. I have been watching illegal videos that i do not want you to know about. I would not be suprised if you think distorted. But no, it is not what you thought. I have been watching some dumb videos from an unkown website on how to get free drinks from a vending machine. I have always been fascinated by the mechanisms of a vending machine and the fact that it is not easy to hack one. I have now aquired the knowledge of cheating vending machines by getting free drinks and money. Knowledge is power. Another more important question is if the cheats work, some or most of them may be phoney. Tomorrow will be the day, the day where i will pay a special visit to the vending machines in west mall and start with my evil scheme. Just the thought of it makes me laugh my head off. Mua ha ha ha ha ha ha ... ... I just hope i can go to the shopping mall. Next, i will have to hope that the techniques are not scams. Finally, i hope i don`t get caught red-handed... ... No, i was just lying about the part where i am going to pay the shopping mall a small visit. If you want to learnt to be a cheat, tell me. Masters take disciples. I including nerds like me. |
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