土曜日, 2月 09, 2008
木曜日, 1月 24, 2008
日曜日, 12月 09, 2007
火曜日, 11月 06, 2007
How to write a book.
I downloaded this book making software and only found that it is not an easy task to make a book altogether.
First I gotta have an idea what I want to write.
And that inspiration usually comes with good, interesting pictures.
And by taking good , interesting pictures, I gotta have a neat camera.
To have a neat camera, I gotta have money.
And to have money, I gotta stay in the States.
And to stay here, I gotta get a job that sponsor me a visa.
And to get the job that sponsor me a visa, I gotta impress someone who thinks I can.
And all that, altogether, is an interesting story to read, I guess.
First I gotta have an idea what I want to write.
And that inspiration usually comes with good, interesting pictures.
And by taking good , interesting pictures, I gotta have a neat camera.
To have a neat camera, I gotta have money.
And to have money, I gotta stay in the States.
And to stay here, I gotta get a job that sponsor me a visa.
And to get the job that sponsor me a visa, I gotta impress someone who thinks I can.
And all that, altogether, is an interesting story to read, I guess.
木曜日, 10月 04, 2007
I've got like 10,800 things to do before christmas.
I am still kinda slacking though.
To Do List:
Prepare and take GRE Test / TOEFL Test.
Think of a couple of someones to write me recommendation letters.
Get transcripts.
Check all those on check list.
Write dad a proposal on my grad education.
Ask dad for some extra cash. ( Gold cards are solely for showing off purposes )
Get dad to fill up affidavit of support and photocopies of his bank statements.
250 -500 words essay for grad school application
Ideas for my intern application.
Polish up my resume.
Updating my dogfood campaign.
Get both my brother and cousin sis a bday present/card.
SMS tribers to wish him a happy birthday.
Read some books to upgrade myself while waiting for the GRE reference book to arrive.
Apply for schools after dad settles the bank part and me with my tests and paperwork part.
Buy sweet tea from Mcd in order to get the stickers to play online Monopoly. (who knows i might win a million, and be my own boss after that.)
Watch Pushing Daisies, American Next Top Model, and some other crap TV that make me happy.
Start doing my prayers like EVERYDAY. ( Long dued, maybe that's why I am still jobless. )
DIET again.
Save up a bit and get mom a neat purse for her bday this year.
Okay. I am going to nap for a while and start my life as a broke, jobless, grad school applying bum after that.
To Do List:
Prepare and take GRE Test / TOEFL Test.
Think of a couple of someones to write me recommendation letters.
Get transcripts.
Check all those on check list.
Write dad a proposal on my grad education.
Ask dad for some extra cash. ( Gold cards are solely for showing off purposes )
Get dad to fill up affidavit of support and photocopies of his bank statements.
250 -500 words essay for grad school application
Ideas for my intern application.
Polish up my resume.
Updating my dogfood campaign.
Get both my brother and cousin sis a bday present/card.
SMS tribers to wish him a happy birthday.
Read some books to upgrade myself while waiting for the GRE reference book to arrive.
Apply for schools after dad settles the bank part and me with my tests and paperwork part.
Buy sweet tea from Mcd in order to get the stickers to play online Monopoly. (who knows i might win a million, and be my own boss after that.)
Watch Pushing Daisies, American Next Top Model, and some other crap TV that make me happy.
Start doing my prayers like EVERYDAY. ( Long dued, maybe that's why I am still jobless. )
DIET again.
Save up a bit and get mom a neat purse for her bday this year.
Okay. I am going to nap for a while and start my life as a broke, jobless, grad school applying bum after that.
木曜日, 9月 06, 2007
Tell me, what can be hotter?
金曜日, 8月 31, 2007
Happy 831, Malaysia.
金曜日, 8月 24, 2007
One Summer Night
This is one of those nights that I start worrying and whining about why I am not even offered a clerical job and frown over my bank account wishing that I have a couple more zeroes to the digit of my total amount.
The most possible reason to this outcome is that I spent a little money on something that I like, not I need this morning
The most possible reason to this outcome is that I spent a little money on something that I like, not I need this morning
金曜日, 7月 27, 2007
Tea like a lady
Earl grey tea and Cucumber sandwiches in a rainy afternoon....Aah, the life..
水曜日, 7月 25, 2007
O Tell Me The Truth About Love
I came across a verse of this poem on the billboard (in green writings) when I was in the subway one day during my trip in NYC. I thought it was very interesting, and would like to share it with you.
Some say that love's a little boy,
And some say it's a bird,
Some say it makes the world go round,
And some say that's absurd,
And when I asked the man next-door,
Who looked as if he knew,
His wife got very cross indeed,
And said it wouldn't do.
Does it look like a pair of pajamas,
Or the ham in a temperance hotel?
Does it's odour remind one of llamas,
Or has it a comforting smell?
Is it prickly to touch as a hedge is,
Or soft as eiderdown fluff?
Is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?
O tell me the truth about love.
Our history books refer to it
In cryptic little notes,
It's quite a common topic on
The Transatlantic boats;
I've found the subject mentioned in
Accounts of suicides,
And even seen it scribbled on
The backs of railway-guides.
Does it howl like a hungry Alsatian,
Or boom like a military band?
Could one give a first-rate imitation
On a saw or a Steinway Grand?
Is its singing at parties a riot?
Does it only like Classical stuff?
Will it stop when one wants to be quiet?
O tell me the truth about love.
I looked inside the summer-house;
it wasn't ever there:
I tried the Thames at Maidenhead,
And Brighton's bracing air.
I don't know what the blackbird sang,
Or what the tulip said;
But it wasn't in the chicken-run,
Or underneath the bed.
Can it pull extraordinary faces?
Is it usually sick on a swing?
Does it spend all it's time at the races,
Or fiddling with pieces of string?
Has it views of it's own about money?
Does it think Patriotism enough?
Are its stories vulgar but funny?
O tell me the truth about love.
When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my shoes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.
W.H. Auden
Some say that love's a little boy,
And some say it's a bird,
Some say it makes the world go round,
And some say that's absurd,
And when I asked the man next-door,
Who looked as if he knew,
His wife got very cross indeed,
And said it wouldn't do.
Does it look like a pair of pajamas,
Or the ham in a temperance hotel?
Does it's odour remind one of llamas,
Or has it a comforting smell?
Is it prickly to touch as a hedge is,
Or soft as eiderdown fluff?
Is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?
O tell me the truth about love.
Our history books refer to it
In cryptic little notes,
It's quite a common topic on
The Transatlantic boats;
I've found the subject mentioned in
Accounts of suicides,
And even seen it scribbled on
The backs of railway-guides.
Does it howl like a hungry Alsatian,
Or boom like a military band?
Could one give a first-rate imitation
On a saw or a Steinway Grand?
Is its singing at parties a riot?
Does it only like Classical stuff?
Will it stop when one wants to be quiet?
O tell me the truth about love.
I looked inside the summer-house;
it wasn't ever there:
I tried the Thames at Maidenhead,
And Brighton's bracing air.
I don't know what the blackbird sang,
Or what the tulip said;
But it wasn't in the chicken-run,
Or underneath the bed.
Can it pull extraordinary faces?
Is it usually sick on a swing?
Does it spend all it's time at the races,
Or fiddling with pieces of string?
Has it views of it's own about money?
Does it think Patriotism enough?
Are its stories vulgar but funny?
O tell me the truth about love.
When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my shoes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.
W.H. Auden
火曜日, 7月 24, 2007
A little bit of everything.
A long night's wait.
And I went to museums and exhibitions which most of them prohibited cameras (which are mostly the most interesting ones). Too bad. So the only thing I have here are dinosaur fossils and real live frogs.
three little froggies playing hide and seek.
Other than all these fun, we went to FAO toy store, which I found the Harry Potter's sorting hat, which told me I don't belong in Hogwarts.
"Too muggly for Hogwarts!"
I had interesting food during this trip to NY. I had Takoyaki (sotong balls) and some other yaki which is an egg pancake with cabbage and squid and carrots. Then I had cream puffs. And a Taro basket (fat put). And also a cupful of rich cold chocolate. Others were the usual favourites dim sum and bubble milk tea and a little wee bit of lobster. ^^
It was a good trip considering its a budgeted trip. Check album out for more pictures.
It was a good trip considering its a budgeted trip. Check album out for more pictures.
月曜日, 7月 23, 2007
Back.
水曜日, 7月 11, 2007
うれしいね！！
6 is the number of days till I get my hands on one of those Anya Hindmarch!
I am getting so excited over this trip to NYC. This will be my last one till I get a job and if lucky enough permanently stay there for a while. And due to this reason, this will also be the ultimate gastronomical quest, which also means, I'll be strictly eating cheap but most importantly high rated food.
And also JK, I will be going to the zoo. *hint*wink*whispersoutLOUD* OKAPI!!
I am getting so excited over this trip to NYC. This will be my last one till I get a job and if lucky enough permanently stay there for a while. And due to this reason, this will also be the ultimate gastronomical quest, which also means, I'll be strictly eating cheap but most importantly high rated food.
And also JK, I will be going to the zoo. *hint*wink*whispersoutLOUD* OKAPI!!
火曜日, 7月 10, 2007
Moos and Ciel
日曜日, 7月 08, 2007
I'm not a plastic bag - II
After much begging and pleading for the bag, I think I better listen to my mom's advice that only me myself can help myself in solving this problem.
I am so getting my hands on one of the bags. It had been a blast in the Asian countries causing much chaos and now totally sold out.
This will be my second time doing crazy thing like waiting during wee hours for a store to open and be one of the first in line to get the bag since the Malaysia Ikea opening. ( I was the first customer lined up and I got bloody nothing from them.
).
The plan is to get down to NYC, go look around the store before the big day, and go there 3 am on that very day. Three per customer, so it'll be two for me and one for mom. No, I ain't selling it or giving it away. Unless HS would want to give away the three that he's going to get.
Countdown: 9 days before I get my precious bag.
I am so getting my hands on one of the bags. It had been a blast in the Asian countries causing much chaos and now totally sold out.
This will be my second time doing crazy thing like waiting during wee hours for a store to open and be one of the first in line to get the bag since the Malaysia Ikea opening. ( I was the first customer lined up and I got bloody nothing from them.
).The plan is to get down to NYC, go look around the store before the big day, and go there 3 am on that very day. Three per customer, so it'll be two for me and one for mom. No, I ain't selling it or giving it away. Unless HS would want to give away the three that he's going to get.
Countdown: 9 days before I get my precious bag.
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