Thursday, December 10, 2009

HAHAHHAAAA!

I BLOGGED!!!

*ahem*

Anywayyyyyy!

Let's continue from where I left off yesterday!



PROM DAY (continuation):



Right. Uh, moving on from the say-no-to-specs-campaign disaster.....

We put make up.

On ourselves, by ourselves.

If my memory serves me, I think Johnia came with make up already on....

And the rest did it in Baley's room. According to Baley. I was too preoccupied with poking my eyes out to notice what's going on.

ANYWAY!

I think John borrowed Baley's mascara or something and I have no idea what came over JQ, but he had this ridiculous idea of mascara-ing his eyebrows.



* Once again, in case you are a boy, mascara is used on your eyelashes to make them look..... better.

** BTW, JQ has really sparse eyebrows, which is way he wanted to draw some fake ones on.



So, being a vain pork, he occupied the upper half of the mirror, trying to do something about his browless situation, while I was squatting down, still trying to put the dumb contact lens into my dumb left eye.

In the end, he did manage to draw himself a full set of bushy brows.

But it was so ridiculously black and gay, JQ decided to rub it off.


*** Twice again, in case you are a boy, make up is actually not so easily removed. You need to use make-up remover. A flimsy wet piece of toilet paper is absolutely useless in that aspect.


So as you can imagine, quite abit of the mascara is still stuck on his face and since his drawing is not that fantastic, JQ ended up looking rather funny in the photos:





He's the one on the left, btw. (And I have no idea who's the guy on the right. I sort of just conveniently stole this photo from JQ's FB acc.)

Somehow, JQ reminds me of Lao Fu Zi. All he needs is a Mr Potato.

(Correct right?? Lao Fu Zi has a sidekick called Fan Shu Xian Sheng or something like that right!)



Um....

Then after that we wore shoes.

As in, heelly footware. And since mine and John's heels were both quite high, we suddenly became quite tall!

And we were so delighted with this new discovery that we began tottering around Baley's room, comparing heights with the other people in the room.

I was almost as tall as Baley!!!! And John was taller!!!

How horribly exciting, don't you think?!



AND THEN OFF WE WENT, TO PRRROOOOMMMMM!!!!



haha.

We took a cab there (2 actually, cos there are 5 of us) since it actually hurts for us to walk (COS IT'S BLOODY PAINFUL TO WALK IN HIGH HEELS!) and we decided that it will look extremely stupid for a bunch of us, all dressed up and stuff to take the train together.

Since we took a cab there instead of MRT, we arrived much earlier than we expected.

And much earlier than everyone else, actually.

We were so early, we bagged the Early Bird award. (JQ, to be exact.)

Somehow, I don't think this is something to be proud of.... (Overly enthusiastic, much?)

Anyway, we were so ridiculously early, the councillors told us to come back later.... So, we (painfully) went over to Far East to meet up with LP and we (painfully) walked back to the Marriott hotel.

AND DESPITE WALKING TO AND FRO, BY THE TIME WE GOT BACK, WE WERE STILL THE FIRST!!!!!

I can practically feel the word 'LOSERS' hovering over our heads in flashing neon lights.

*cringes in horror*






OK! I AM GOING TO CONTINUE THIS TOMORROW!

BECAUSE I AM CURRENTLY WATCHING THIS JAPANESE DETECTIVE DRAMA CALLED MR BRAIN.

I know the name sounds a little gay, but it's really quite nice... (and there's this really cute doctor and pianist in 2 of the episodes!!!)

Infinitely better than those sappy romance drama anyway.

Speaking of which, I really quite dislike watching those romance drama because the girl always ends up with the wrong guy!!!!!!! And then I'll get very agitated watching it.

BYEEEE!

/b a c k. t o. t o p.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

PROMMY

Hrmf.

Before I begin, let me just say that prom is the most... money-sucking event I've ever been to.

I think I spent like... a little over a hundred bucks on it?

And that's not including the miscellaneous expenses incurred during the preparation for prom (eg, on food when shopping and cab fare and stuff).

T.T

And all that money could have been contributed to the expansion of my wardrobe!!!!!

*Of which I've been trying to revamp (?) for the past 10 years. Unsuccessfully, I might add.




Anyway!!!




PREPARATION FOR PROM:

Is quite horrible, actually.

I remembered the first place we went to shop for prom was Orchard.

As in, the whole stretch of shopping centres.

I originally went out with Mousey to Tampines (then Dhoby, then Orchard) in the morning and then met up with the Harps later on.

At Orchard btw.

And amazingly enough, after walking around for practically the whole day, I didn't even try on a single dress.

Anyway, the point is, shopping for prom is really not that fun.

And in the end, everyone bought their dresses separately (but amazingly, our dresses all look alike... cept for John)





PROM DAY:

We were originally going to meet at 12 at Marsiling MRT station so that we can all troop off to Baley's house so that we can prepare for prom together!

By 'preparing for prom', I meant slapping a shitload of makeup on our faces.

And since we are all rather clueless on the art of makeup-ing, we figured that we might as well meet up to swap imaginary tips with each other.

But anyway, I met up with Baley earlier to do things to my hair.

I originally wanted to um, curl my hair.... But the hairdresser said that the curls probably won't last until 11 (which was 12 hours later. The hair thing is temporary anyway..)

Soooo, she suggested that I crimp my hair instead!

In case you are a boy and have no idea what crimping is, it's kind of like curling. Just that your hair ends up looking very much like zig-zag fries instead of curly fries.


*** There's a name for the zig-zag fries right?! I asked around (AKA my sibs) and none of them knew!!!


I took a picture by the way...

But it's not very clear because my phone's camera sucks, and so did JQ's.

And it didn't even occur to me that I could have used my digi cam which I brought. -.-




CAN SEE???

If cannot, adjust your brightness because it's clearly visible from my commy...

Look like worms right!!

But it's super nice to touch! It feels like macaroni!!

Johnia (who arrived later) thought the hair was quite ok and tried to crimp her hair with Baley's uh... crimper.

But her's wasn't so distinct because she didn't put on any mousse (which is a more highclass version of hairspray).



Anyway, after that we went to Baley's house and I tried to put my contacts on.

But since I'm horribly unexperienced at doing that, I ended up spending 45 mins to put them in. -.-

IT"S SUPER TIRING OK!!

But that's not the worst to come!!!!!

Halfway through lathering my face with foundation, my left eye felt a little uncomfortable so I kind of rubbed it.

Really vigorously.

And when I opened my eyes, half of the world is blur.

So like a rational person, I started screeching that I dropped my contacts.

Poor the-rest-of-the-people had to start looking all over the floor for my lost lens.

Anyway, in the end, it turns out that the lens is stuck to my eyelid and it's folded into half....

Sounds horrible right????

BUT THAT'S NOT THE WORST!

After finding and cleaning it, I attempted to stuff it back onto my eye.

For the next 1 hour.

AND THAT FREAKING PIECE OF RUBBERY THING JUST REFUSES TO STICK TO MY EYEBALL!!

*angry*

So I decided to just give up and go to prom half blind.

Yes, I only wore contacts on my right eye and if you think it's actually not as bad as it sounds, my degree for both eyes is over 400...

So if you see me squinting or weirdly cupping my left eye during prom, that's because I was trying to SEEEEEEE!




ok. I am going to continue blogging about prommy tomorrow.

I think.

Since I already paid so much for it, I MUST BLOG ABOUT IT!

So that at least I can vaguely remember what happened when I get old.

/b a c k. t o. t o p.

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

YESTERDAY ( DEC 3)

I think I can actually qualify as a handicapped person right now...

My (right!) thumb is... cramping.

For the past hour.

WHAT'S WRONG THUMB???

And that makes doing MCQs infinitely harder. Because I can't hold the pen properly.

So if I can't finish the ridiculous 200 questions by tomorrow, it's totally the thumb's fault.

And absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I've been Youtubing and blog surfing and blogging (anything but choosing between A, B,C and D) for the past 1.5 hr.

Like John had said, this prolonged agony is killing us, poor Bio students!

*wallow in self-misery*


Anyway, Baley sms-ed me just now to ask if I want to join her and YS to the salon to do hair stuff.

And apparently,

" rebond plus treatment and cut hair only 98 bucks".

Um.

Is that supposed to be cheap??

...

The most I've ever spent on my hair was 12 bucks. And I felt terribly cheated as I leave the salon because 12 bucks is 50% more then what it would normally cost to get my hair cut.

Uh, somehow, the aunties always charge me the kiddy rate. And I never bothered to correct them.

Ahem! According to somerandomperson, a penny saved is a penny earned ok!!

Anyway, I just found out (from Baley... again) that rebonding the hair is very expensive.

It's the you-can-buy-40-plates-of-chicken-rice-with-that-money kind of expensive.

Instead of going to a salon to straighten your hair, why don't people just sleep with their hair kiapped in between pages of (a very thick) dictionary??

It might be a little uncomfortable but for 40 plates of chicken rice, I think it's definitely worth it!

Anyway, I suddenly remembered something.

A couple of years back, I read from somewhere that doing handstands for 20 mins (or maybe it's 20 sec...) a day makes you cleverer!!

Apparently when you are doing handstands, all the blood will flow to your brain and stuff.

And it's supposed to make you smarter.

Which, sad to say, does not work in my case.

Or maybe because I was doing it wrong??

Because since I can't do handstands (My arms are made up of mostly fats... and abit of bones. Not much muscles.), I figured that lying on the bed, with my head dangling from the bedframe does the trick too.

Actually, come to think of it, I think it's 20 mins. I vaguely remember lying on the bed for an eternity, waiting for time to pass, and feeling very nauseous.

Yes, now I'm pretty sure it's 20 mins. (WHO THE SHIT CAN DO HANDSTANDS FOR 20 MINS!?!?!)

Thinking back, I now think that I was very lame. -.-

But on the brightside, at least I now know that it doesn't really work (!!!) and I only managed to keep up with the ritual for like, 3 days or something. So it's really not that bad....

*nods head in agreement*




TODAY (DEC 4)


Right.



...






TODAY IS THE DAY MY A LEVEL EXAM OFFICIALLY ENDS!!!!!!

*squeals in delight*

=D

Anyway, watch:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gigS_XxqdFk


I'm terribly upset that I can post the video here. The guy disabled the embedding video
thingy. (I don't know what that means either, but that's what Youtube says...)



Have you watched the video??



If no, please go watch it. It's quality entertainment!!!!

If yes, then is it just me, or is there no strings on the guitar?

Seriously!!

I think the guy is really funny!!

And the way he says 'clarity'??

Awesome.

(As long as you don't do it in real life, that is.)


P.S. HIS DOOR LOOKS LIKE A SLAB OF CHOCOLATE BAR!!!!





Here's another one...

AND HE'S DANCING IN THIS ONE!!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A98QLymh_4k



Actually, for the first part of the video, I wasn't that... um... entranced by his dancing.

Instead, I was trying to figure out what's the big rectangular box thingy shoved up against his wall. (The one with the weird beach prints)

At first, I thought that it might be a mini greenhouse...

But on second thoughts, nobody would keep a greenhouse inside a flat.

Not even him.

So, the second most logical conclusion is that it's a huge washing machine with a beach-print plastic cover.

(It is a beach right?? Not some underwater world shit?? Or maybe a garden??)


Anyway!!!!

I noticed that he has an abnormally long neck!!

Didyousee??

And he has 2 Adam's apple!!!! O.o




ANDANDAND!!!

HE'S WEARING A HELLO KITTY JACKET!!!! (1.44 min into the video)

While doing the chickeny dance move somemore!!!




PLUSSSS!!!!

At 3.06 min, what's he doing, flapping around with a..... piece of curtain?

So chicken!!!!

I think he's actually down with avian flu or something...


Anyway(I noticed that I use quite alot of anyway-s), I don't think the guy is actually so.....

Gay.

I mean, it's written there that it's a parody....

So maybe....Uh.



Goodnight kiddies!!!

/b a c k. t o. t o p.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Uh, you know how I said I was going to blog everyday for the next 7 days??

It's not going to happen how because I'm going to Malaysia.

Um, to shop, I suppose. NOT TESCO-ish type of shopping! It's the real type of shopping which actually involves buying stuff that's not eaten, or used to clean... stuff.


...


Uhhhhhhhh.

By the way, I realised that getting a job is not as easy as I originally thought..

Wait... finding a job is a piece of cake, but actually getting one which you like is freaking hard.

Plus those which advertise on job search websites always manage to surreptitiously leave out details on the pay. -.-

And most of the temp jobs available are admin jobs... Which is perfectly fine with me, but those jobs always come with some gay pre-requisite like needing to know how to use Micro office or excel.

Which, sad to say, I do not know how. (In fact, I barely know how to use Micro Powerpoint /.\)

Anyway, I really have to get back to doing disgusting MCQs.

I have to do 200 questions by tomorrow.

shit.

/b a c k. t o. t o p.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

♥ CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!!

MARRY ME!! MARRY ME!

If you happen to live under a rock and have never ever even seen a single Pirates of the Caribbean movie before, GO WATCH NOW!!!

Because Jack Sparrow is the cutest thing ever!!!

He's so coooollll!!!! *starts squealing fangirlishly*

I think the Kiera Knightly character is blind. What on earth possessed her to choose Will Turner (icky Orlando Bloom) over freaking Jack Sparrow?!?!?!

Blind, I tell you!! BLIND!!!

My Jack Sparrow is much better!

And as for Orlando Bloom, the cow, I highly recommend that he stay as an elf for the rest of his acting career.

He's much better off as Legolas than a sneaky dirty lil' girlfriend snatcher! (Well, technically speaking, JS is the snatcher... But still! If you look as cute as that, you can have anything you want!!)


Ahem. Now that I have established what direction my life is heading towards (Wifey of a pirate captain!), I shall continue blogging about more mundane stuff like.....

Um.

Ya.

I know I said something about wanting to blog about Baley's birthday, but I can't do it because I don't have the photos!! I promise I will write up a billion-word post on it once I get my grabby hands on the photos!

Anyway, I suddenly remembered something rather loserish.

Once upon a time, my buffalo sister and I were talking and our topic of conversation happen to veer (from "CAN YOU CLEAR UP THE ROOM?!") to my bloggy.


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Sis (sy! ROfl!): "By the way, judging from what I read from your blog, why do you have so little friends??"

Me: *thinking* (Damn it! Now she's going to harp on and on about what a loser I am. Again.)

Sis (like the sugar brand!) : "You only have these few friends.." *starts ticking off her fingers* "There's Elise, Kimberly, Abilgail, Zona, Johnia... and this Baley girl and Marianne."


(BTW, she pronounced 'Baley' as Bay-lee. It's pronounced as Bar-leeeeeee ok!)


Me: "ROFL! It's not Bay-lee, it's Bar-leeee and it's our nickname for Kimberly!!"

Me: "And Marianne is Johnia. Cos that's also part of her name..."

*silence while my poor sistery bear tries to process the information*

Sis: *snorts* "Oh my god. You are even more of a loser now."

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*sighs*

Life as a Pang is hard ok.


Anyway, now that A levels is over (Untechnically speaking, that is.), fellow friends of mine have been complaining about having nothing to do.

One day:

JQ: "Eh, ask you guys ah, this is only the second day since A levels ended and I am already bored."


(Note to sis: Omigosh! Did you see!! It's a foreign name! I actually have like, 6 friends now!!! Aren't you so proud of me???)


Kim: *nods head vigorously* "Hanor Hanor!!!!"

Me: "No what... Got alot of things to do what!"

JQ: "Like what?????"

Me: "Reeaadddd books?"



Anyway, the whole point of me typing the conversation out is to:

1. Show my sister that one hand is not enough to count the number of friends I have, and....

2. To Mousey: I THINK WE ACTUALLY HAVE A HOBBY ALL ALONG!!!!!


You see, for as long as I can remember, Mousey and I have always been looking for a hobby.

Actually, if my memory still serves me, it all started off from this 'Hobby Badge' for Girl Guides.

We were supposed to list down say, three hobbies, and then bring evidence (eg. stamp albums if your hobby is stamp collection) to show the Girl Guide teacher and then write a report or some gay shit like that and...

Voila! You get a Hobby Badge!!

(Actually, I don't think it's called the Hobby Badge. It probably has a nicer name.)

Anyway, since our sticker collection from young doesn't really count as a hobby, Mousey and I tried to develop (or fake) one in order to get that damn badge.

So, like a bunch of retards, we went to the Community Centre website and tried to source out the courses available and hopefully, find ourselves some hobby!

Up until now, we're still trying to find one. -.-

(And we never got the badge in the end. What a sob story.)

Now that I'm typing about all this, I realised that Girl Guides is really a rather very loserish CCA.

No wonder all the other Uniform Groups like to poke fun at us.

FYI, if you weren't from a UG (uniform group), UGs are supposed to be very tough and stuff and we all have to undergo PT (physical training) at least once a week.

And do you know what guides do for PT??


...


We play Catching.

And it's not even the vigorous type of running around kind of Catching.

It's hide-and-catch.

So basically, we all just squeeze into one ulu corner (to 'hide'), and wait for the clock to strike 5.30pm so that we can all go home.

*frowns*

Now I know why I turned out so weird.

*frowns somemore*

And I used to get rather agitated when other people say that all guides do is to sit around a campfire and sing songs.

Thinking back now, that is actually kind of true...

/b a c k. t o. t o p.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Heh! Bye bye A Levels!!!!!

(Ignoring the fact that there's still 5 days to the Bio mcq paper..)

YAYAYAYAY!!

In celebration, I'm going to blog everyday, for one whole week!!

(FYI, I actually started on this post 3 days ago. And somehow or another I never manage to finish it. Till now, that is.)

...


During the A Level period, Johnia and I would go to Woodlands library to mug. (Mainly because her block is undergoing some lift-reconstruction thingy and it's damn noisy, and I can't really mug at home because I'll just end up sleeping the whole day away /.\)

So while we were mugging there, we came across quite a number of weirdy weird people...

In no particular order:

1. The Asian Terrorist (TAT)

TAT is this dubious-looking guy who, like the name suggests, looks like a terrorist.

Not that I'm stereotyping or anything (I totally am -.-), but he really really really looks like a terrorist!!!

I think it's because of his mustache.... It's really very weird.SEE??

Weeiiirrrdddd.


2. Willy, Giraffe, and co.

One day, while vying for a seat at the super competitive snatch-a-seat-athon, I stumbled upon the HCI lair.

Apparently, at this really ulu corner of the second floor of the library, which is dominated by Hwa Chong people. (They're all friends btw)

It's bloody stressful, I tell you!

It's not that they're like fervently mugging non-stop, it's just the aura they give out.

It's suffocating!

(Actually, on retrospect, they really were mugging their asses off. They didn't even talk to each other or slack off once for the few hours that we were sitting there. Wts.)

* Giraffe is this reaallyy tall and skinny girl that's really tall and skinny.

And clever since she's from Chongy.

So we decided to name her giraffe.

* Willy is the new love of my life.

Aww.


3. Best Friend 2

If you've been reading Johnia's blog, you would have noticed that she mentioned something about BF2 a couple of days back.

It stems from this:

One day, (the day we were sitting with the Chongers) a boy came to join me and John's table.

He looks rather... dubious, but we, being kind and generous souls, decided to lend a quarter of our precious table to him.

But sad to say, he was very noisy.

He keeps on making this weird noise which is super funny.

It's so funny that whenever he makes that stupid noise, John and I will start sniggering. And when we notice each other sniggering, we'll burst out into laughter cos we know we're laughing at the same thing.

And then, to not disturb the Chongies, we have to quickly run to the toilet (or behind some random bookshelves) to laugh.

Btw, he makes that annoying noise like every 5 minutes.

And if that's not bad enough, he's also permanently scratching himself.

Loudly.

Which is actually rather ROFLMAO funny.



(Actually, I think this is very boring -.- . I feel bored typing this. )

So,

WHAT I DID YESTERDAY! :

See? A much more interesting topic.

Uh... *thinks hard*

Right.

Yesterday was Baley's birthday and Marvin's birthday celebration!!!! (Actually it's Marvin and Henry's birthday celebration. But Henry didn't turn up cos he's out having fun with JX at East Coast Park ~.~)

Anyway, as a wonder friend cum classmate cum schoolmate cum CCA mate cum Earthling, I decided to make a cake of fudge for my fellow friends!

Yes, a cake of fudge. Cos the fudge kind of looks like a cake and stuff....

You see, Pam, Kevin and I were shopping for Marvin and Henry's present (weirdly, at Cold Storage) when I saw this adorable jar of thing!!!

Apparently, the jar contains 'Marshmellow cream'!!

(I have no idea what that is, but it tastes like cold melted marshies.)

So I turned to the back of the jar and saw that they have this recipe for 'FANTASY FUDGE!' and so I thought I would make it for everyone.

Thus, lil' old me went home and made the thing.



These are some of the ingredients used... (You won't ever want to find out how much sugar I used. It's horrifying.)


Bloody cute right!!!!!!



I'm supposed to boil the sugar and butter and evaporated milk first before adding the other stuff...

And! I got cheated by my father!

Cos I have both condensed and evaporated milk at home and I don't know which is which.

(Because they're bought in Malaysia and everything is in malay. My mother goes on these 4 times a yearly kind of shopping trip to Malaysia with my other aunties. And they mostly visit places like TESCO and Giant to buy funny things like condensed milk and tea bags. How exciting.)

So anyway, my father told me the wrong thing and I ended up opening the condensed milk can. So since it's condensed, I just poured in a third of the required amount and two thirds of water to dilute it.

Which... is almost the same as using evaporated milk...

I think.

Hm.


Everything in the pot with marshy cream!!

Do note that the pot is actually filled to the brim and on the verge of overflowing...

Lousy pot.





With chocolate!!!

The recipe specified that I need to use semi-sweetened chocolate and only one brand sells it so I bought it.

It was surprisingly cheaper compared to other brands of baking chocolate eventhough it has more chocolate.

I went home and I realised why.

The bag of choc expires by 30th Nov 2009.

-.-

They should have sold it cheaper. Stupid Cold Storage people.



TADA!! The cake!!!!

With words made out of icing!!

(To Baley: The icing damn hard to make ok!! Be touched! Uh... I mean, Feel touched!!)



Got heart somemore!!!

Actually I made another one for Marvin and I also wanted to make the 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY!' thing, but I realised that guys don't really care for this kind of stuff and so....

(Hanah, I'm just lazy. /.\ )


Um. I tried abit of the cake and I thought it tasted quite awful actually...

But my mother insisted that it tastes fantastic!!!

So I went ahead and brought 2 of the fudge cake to my friensies! (I made four... To my horror.)

Pam, Nat, Marvin and Kevin said it tastes quite nice too (to spare my feelings, I suppose)

And Huda took a bite and gave a weird little smile and said that I didn't mix it properly (which, is also very kind of her cos I practically just fed her a brown sugar lump)

As for the Harpers, they were really honest, and told me that it tastes awful.

And then, Baley was like "Actually it's not so bad after the first bite lah..."

Which I find really funny because it really tastes quite bad!

Like really! I tasted it myself and had a >.< face on.

(WTS! I HAD TO RETYPE THIS WHOLE SECTION BECAUSE BLOGGER SOMEHOW MANAGED TO DELETE IT OFF!!!! URGH!)

Anyway, enough about the cake stuff!

So we arrived at Huda's house at around 1pm (Thanks to me because I was late because I was helping an old lady cross the road. Really.)

Huda's mother was nice enough to cook us lunch!!! (If you ever have to chance to come to my house, the most you'll get is a bowl of badly cooked instant noodles.)

The food was awesome! Especially the beef rendang!!!

And the most amazing thing is that Huda says she knows how to cook the beef rendang!!!

*impressed*

Anyway, after lunch, we were sitting around and talking and watching TV, waiting for Hafiz to arrive so that we can cut the cake.

Pam was having some trouble cutting the cake because of the pieces of chocolate flanking the cake... Like this:



But ours is chocolate cake.

I think. Cos it's brown.

But here comes the funny part!

Kevin said something extraordinarily stupid which goes something like:

"I don't want to eat the fencing because I'm trying to lose weight.."

Or something like that...

He called the chocolate thingy 'fencing'!!!

Wts!!!

ROFL!!

So we were all laughing at him and he still weakly insisted that it makes sense to call the chocolate 'fencing'. *sniggers*


Baley's birthday celebration:

Will be described in greater detail in the next blog post!

Which is probably tonight, when I get home from going out. *nods head*

But for now, I have to go hang the laundry out to dry. *scowls*

I hate doing this shit.

And my ogre of a sister always manages to skip doing this kind of stuff because she wakes up at like 2 pm everyday or something. -.-

P.S. (To avoid incurring her wrath,) my sister is not a ogre. She's not even a troll! She's just a smimbo.

Smimbo = A smart bimbo.

Happy?

/b a c k. t o. t o p.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Uh. I know I shouldn't be blogging now and stuff...

BUT I NEED TO SHARE THIS VIDEO!!

FUNNIEST SHIT ON EARTH!!

I don't know about you, but I tend to skip all those youtube videos people post on their blog..

BUT YOU SERIOUSLY GOT TO WATCH THIS!!!





Look. At. The. Third. Guy. From. The. Right.

Is he channeling his inner-tortoise???

Or is he practicing for his part as the teapot in the upcoming Beauty & The Beast musical???

ANDANDAND!!

Look at the guy on the extreme right!!!!

WTS is that!!??

His neighbour, the second guy from the right, isn't much better.

He looks like he's doing one of those tap-dancing high kicks!!! ROFLMAO!



The rest are freaking funny too, but its kind of hard to point them out individually since it's really quite a long line of people and numbering them would be lame.

In my opinion, they should get these guys to wear different coloured shirts to better facilitate our mockery of their jumping jack prowess.

Yes. They are doing jumping jacks btw. In case you didn't know.






Can they??




-.-

Honestly? Get a life.

And that's coming from a no-lifer like myself...

/b a c k. t o. t o p.