males, they tend to cleave to the notion of rules set by the rest in the group/herds they call their frens. oblivious as they are to the detrimental effects of such group-ie rules, many, of course, refuse to admit that its actually doing them more harm.

the journey to group-ie hood starts out young. most group-ie members usually cannot sustain good relationships outside. when the group sinks, they sink too, and so does their relationship. and the need to group never cease to stop. bunkmates bcomes bruders, gangs, motor gangs and of late the skinheads. it never ends. wat happened to individualism? and men being independant? my ass...

those who refuse to bind themselves to such group rules tend to be high flyers. dont believe me? bill gates was a loner. but of course he has frens. he is not socially dysfunctional. but he dares to break out from such group-ie acts. not like it takes much of a courage to do so anyway.

having buddies does not mean following each other in terms of mentallity, u jump i jump, coz u did this, so must i. and most men/boys are eager to stick to a group merely to gain an identity. what i believe, is that, shared glorification, or pitfalls, should be kept within the dynamics of a team, in terms of working a person's values and personalities, not creating them.

sometimes u think u haf gotten over smthing when in actual fact, you have only stashed and dumped those thoughts to some dark recess of ur mind, more unconsciously than not. months or years later, you'll experience an emotional resurection that you wld rather not be reminded of.

hit me on the head with a hammer please. strike me hard so that the blow will leave me with a concussion so bad i might just lose my memory.

im not gonna bitch about it coz bimbo jus dont bitch. plus it will only tarnish this really sweet layout that ive got going on here. *twirls hair*

so im jus gonna be nice. and sit on my roof and enjoy the evening sunset. tomoro is another day wic bimbo cant wait to happen. *smooths out hair coz she dowan to sepoil the rebondedness*

sometimes when ppl run out of things to say...

sometimes when 2 hyperly creative and very bored ppl run out of things to say, everything sort of turns into a game.

me: i like marble floor

kai: i like marble cake

me: i like marble. kay i win!

kai: why?

me: because.......... marble floor is the longest, then u said marble cake, a bit shorter. but i said marble wic is the shortest so i win!

kai: i like mar * and god knoes wat that is*

me: i like m. kay kay i win!

kai: no! i like n

me: i like i

kai: i like dot

we have got to grow up

he is sexy

i like sexy balding man.... haha.... u might wanna know this too

nihayatun ma'rifah... sweet.. i loike

WORK is no excuse..

BOLA... lagi definitely NOT an excuse... jus thought u might wanna know

caught average joe 2 and ya tuhan its hilarius! mister curly-skanky-but-adorable-geek man enticed me to stay tuned after he opened the show with that really bogus one liner, he met that gorgeous lady, asked for her birthdate, in which she replied was in september i tink, and wished her a happy birthday right away.

i pity the lady though. coz as accomadating as she tries to be.. underneath all that front im sure she must have been swearing her fate.

but hey not all geeks are deemed losers. look at mr hung-man. he's great! no? and clay aiken too has a geeky-like persona but no one is complaining *steps on podium* geeks rule the world! *steps off podium*

met lid whilst waiting for the bikeman to mend the bike yesterday

but bikeman was late. so we left it where it was so that the 2 terribly hungry zombies could haf some dinner. and when he went to check it at 11 odd after sending me home, the scoot did a magical disappearing act on us. panic horrrrr. hauhauhau. apek bikeman.. apek bikeman... *shakes head*

ever heard of choice theory? wat abt reality therapy? theyre having this, choice theory and reality therapy as a general elective module. and i almost took it up coz i thought it was retail therapy. yes how i wish. but nontheless the former does sounds pweeeeteeee interesting.

"Choice Theory (CT) is a new approach in understanding how we can achieve personal freedom by making responsible choices. CT developed by William Glasser, a psychiatrist, states that all we do is a matter of choice of behaviours to meet the five basic needs-survival, love and belonging, power, freedom and fun. Reality Therapy (RT) is the method of counseling to help people deal with their problems by making better choices. It differs from other psychotherapies in that it focuses on the present. It is based on the axiom of CT that no matter what happens to us in the past, we can be happy and effective by living and planning in the present for a better future."

yes im the wholesale pembaluter of the century...

talking bout retail therapy.. 4 tops and smthing i have no idea wat to call it. i tink im supposed to hang it on my neck. looks like a bookmark more than anything else though......

been so so long. need to get out. on a date. wherever. someone pls rock my kasbah.

Informationi

Dilla is a restricted area. Authorised personel only

yeah yeah

this poor thing was stuck in between my balcony grills yesterday eve. one scared but very very hyper flyer. my bibik caught it and we put it under a wire basket for awhile coz a few lot of us in the house were quiet very jakunz, never being able to look at a pweetee lil tweeeteeee upclose.

and my visiting baby nephew had his share of rolling good time by going weet weet.. weet weet whilst tapping the wire basket on the top to get the bird's attention. but only to scare that little thing even more of course. and it was trying to escape tru those grills half the time anyway. little toddler boys will never look the same again to poor lil siti lili. yes we named it. we had to let it go coz my dad was making noise bout siti lili pooping all over the place. *sticks out tongue*

ok so wat ya. ive found my element. but ive got no channel. ahaha. go figure go figure.

mike seems pretty lonely in the corner coz ive been too busy to lay my finger on it. tomoro's my sub reg. and it spells rush. thu's work day and that spells rush too. oh ye luck plis be with me.

whooooooooo. im not even sure its even possible but im tired. im tired but im high. the crowd.. and the intensity of the rushhh... the shouting.. the blahrring music... the culminated everything... and u tink ur job sucks big time

but when the calm comes after.. my head would still feel whizzy from one pinnacle of a majorly forced inertia still spinning aroud in there. and i get this high. sedot benda itu lebih sikit. with vimto + sprite on the side. ya itu orgasmic bangettt donggg

i have mastered the art of whining. i have found my element. now give me my degree!

seeing someone crack under pressure is heartwrenching. esp if thats where you turn to when YOU r the one under pressure.

166 more cases to go. *boooooo*

wa penat. lu penat. semolang penat. mmmmmmf**k-it.

so its you, me, on & on... no? ahaha.

the bimbo yo. sent someone msoft plus by way of msn. and he ended up with a porno explorer toolbar ahaha. so sorry la i dunno wat hit ya. or wat hit me either. ahaha.. im still thinking its funny. and yes my eight dollar fifty streaks are finally showing and i lurve it. bimbo out! (seacrest style)

joss stone rocks ultimate by the way

mood: plug me in.. plug me in babeyy

dinner at amirans some time ago. cheese munchers and blue blue. watched shrek2. puss was ultimate cute! and donkey was jus a donkey. wanted them to remain human. but its a fairy tale gone wrong so back to those ugly green ogres they became. whoooooooooops did i jus reveal smthing too much??

mood: wooooooooooooooooo bahlol

oooooooooooooooh arethaaaaaaaaa

chain chain chain chaaaaaaaaaainnnnnnnnnn

when ur the onli one lost malay soul working in the dept, u will inadvertantly represent every other malay or malay speaking indiv for that matter. so for wateva mistakes u did for wateva goddamn reasons, they will definitely assume that every other malay speaking person wld do it too.

quote by big bahlol :See lah, see lah, this is wat happens when we employ a malay: unquoting the big bahlol

well dont get ur superiority to ur oredi swollen head ok my darling backstabber of a woman you. i AM new. the comp hanged. so wat?! havent u seen a computer handled by a non-malay hang before? u think onli malay speaking people's computer can hang isit? the technician came and conveniently said there was a glitch in my system configs. HAH. kau yg tak install program tu betol betol coz its ur job to do so. take that!!

well if i minus that one keledek..

work

is

utterly

orgasmic <3

mood: aku feeling sungguh bothered dokz

ive finally got THE list from my superior. tons and tons of cases to do. wish me luck coz i need it lots. and i suck at excel BIG TIME. so im like taking so much beladi time doing the transferring of particulars when im supposed to be concentrating on getting the real deal done. wic is to complete and close those cases and get at least 80 percent of them done at least. ooooooooooooh dilmah dilmah dilmah....

mood: penat yo

penat-penat aku and jay plan korang better appreciate it. hmph. if not, no more lurrrve for u missies. muax muax.

jus now... sped here and there. to manpower. then to subordinate court. went tru that metal detector thingy. exciting yo. first time u know...... and of all things to happen it jus had to happen to me. got held back by the police. coz i had a small perfume vile in my bag. like wot?! the boys were wondering like wat the heck happened. when i explained it to them they got excited and wanted to see my perfume and its potential. *slaps forehead* bois will be bois no?

sped off to teka. had rawa and teh power lah! served in tin cups and this small tin bowl-like container. ur supposed pour the teh in that tin bowl to cool the brew down. then sip slowly. enjoiiii.

subcourt again tomoro. sleep sleep i need sleep.

mood: wide awake

saya dead lah nie.... tomolo is the first day and im still awake. but i jus cant sleep. jus bought new batts for mike. about time. and ya tuhan, that taylor hanson is still so damn cute despite him being a dad and all.

mood: menggatal nak kluar jap lagik wowwheeeeeee

body movin' by beastie boys

and then jus go! go! go!

mood: hotsss ahhh

Thank u so so much for the crumpler!!!!! muax muax muax. bimbo is happy!!! 50 first dates was jus so super sweeet lah tak tahan can get toothache.

and so... singh apa boleh bunuh vampire?

van helSINGH laaaaah hahaha hohoho

thank u for that movie too. thank u for those cheese munchers. we shd finish up the dino one day.

ur my hero mr crumpler man.....

oh i so feel like slacking at home today ppl. my fren jus asked me for some help painting her room. sorrie lah dearie. i know i promised ya but saya nak slack. *hehe* i have this stack of cds wic khairul burned for me and its screaming for my attention. i tink i shall dive into that over lunch today.

i jus bought a dress over at yahoo auctions. *yaaaahooooo* wearing that with black capri slacks wld be nice. think audrey hepburn. now if i can jus find the right bag.. toodooot tooodoooot tooodoooot

pakcik!! so so sorry coz its like really blardy belated. had it done way way before but no time lah wanna put up with the exams and all. heh. and the overly dued testimonial mu itu.. errrrr.. nanti nanti eh eheheh. procrastination to the max. but anyways

Have a wonderful 24th Year!!

We can extend this further biologically too. people with absolutely perfect features have 1.6 written all over them. the ratio of the width and height of their faces.. eyes.. lips.. or noses... would converge to the golden ratio..

well some knowledge wont hurt now would it. have a good weekend all!

many many upcoming plans i forsee.. wic includes many many trips overthewaters.. searches for every woman's treasured coli extravaganza.. splurging on movies.. i need more clothes and of course indulgences of the wierd kind in the form of balls.. you know.. those octopus balls from sengkang..

jobs are coming, thankfully. and i might jus want 'em all!