98% of the teenage population does/has tried pot. If you’re part of the 2% who hasn’t, copy this in your journal.
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My Second Ever Bulletin Board Quiz
Thanks to Jin for this!
Would you marry for money?
Well this job had better pay. 😉
Have you had braces?
Nope. I have nice teeth; only defect being the lower front baby teeth. They’ve never grown out.
Do you pluck your eyebrows?
Er gee, let me ask my fashion consultant if that will suit my face shape. J.J.M. is such a darling. He says NO.
Do you hurt/cut urself by accident?
Rarely; if so it’s just hangnails.
Could you live without a computer?
I guess I could live without ONE of my computers. 😛
If you could live in any past time period, which would it be?
The early 70’s, where sex, drugs and rock and roll were still booming and quite legal.
Do you drink enough water?
I think so… I have 2 1-liter-bottles on my computer table, and they go through refilling cycles every hour or so.
Do you wear shoes in the house or take them off?
I don’t even wear shoes in the office. Go figure.
What is your favorite fruit?
Guava!
What is your favorite place to visit?
Bintang Walk, or any area with loads of connected places that get people lost initially.
Are you photogenic?
Yes, and narcissistic, too!
Do you dream in color or black and white?
Color!
Are you wearing fingernail polish?
Nah they just make your fingernails brittle, and they stain nostrils and guitar strings.
Why do you take surveys?
I feel the urge to reply differently.
Do you drink alcohol?
No, and I’m genetically predisposed against it.
What is the most beautiful language?
English! Eat that, all you European-language romantics!
When you are asleep do you like being kissed awake?
Sure! Except by J.J.M. of course. He’s too sloppy.
Do you like sunrises or sunsets the most?
Sunsets. You know the day won’t get any hotter.
Do you want to live to be 100?
Yeah. The psychics say that sex, drugs and rock and roll will be booming and quite legal AGAIN in the 2080’s.
Is a flat stomach important to you?
Nope, but protuberance is a disturbance.
Are you tolerant of other people’s beliefs?
If their belief is intolerance, no. Heh.
When you watch movies at home, do you like the lights on or off?
On. In fact, I will not step into a cinema until they install floodlights. :/
Do you believe in magic?
No, but I believe in a thing called love!
Do you think you can draw well?
I don’t like pencils so I draw with ballpoint pens. I can draw still life and scenes in a meeting room or classroom, but I often mess up porportion because I tend to concentrate on small parts.
Do you like to watch cartoons?
Yep. Count The Simpsons and more adult humor.
At what age did you find out that Santa Claus wasn’t real?
When I was 18, and I heard this rapper sing, “Santa Claus ain’t real, he’s a faker yo. Aight!”
Do you write poetry?
You could call my cryptic, always-rhyming attempts poems.
Do you snore?
My colleagues don’t complain.
Do you sleep more on your back, front, or sides?
I sleep on my back. (I have to take precautions against J.J.M.)
Would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler?
Rottweiler. What good is a poodle?
Are you basically a happy person?
Yes, but when people go “are you happy?” I doubt myself, hesitant to answer.
Are you tired?
Laconic, too.
Did you drink anything with caffeine in it today?
WHY DO YOU ASK SO MANY QUESTIONS?!?!? WHY MUST YOU? ALL THESE SURVEYS DO IS GIVE YOU QUESTIONS? WHAT ABOUT ANSWERS??? HUH?
Oh, I’ve had my Teh Tarik already.
Have you ever met anyone off the internet?
Yes, I have met people who don’t have Internet access. Oh you mean, have I met people in real life that I met online first?
How many phones do you have in your house?
2 phones to one landline, and 3 mobile phones.
Do you get along with your parents?
I still live with them. 🙂
Why I Wear White Pants
Shaz, William and I went around town. Details will not follow as William intends to keep the idea to ourselves.
Pardon the French(man Shaz) or rather, pardon the Malaysian English.
Shaz: Eh William. Why you always wear white pants one? If I put chocolate there, won’t it be very obvious?
William: It’s not white lah… it’s beige.
Albert: Well better a chocolate stain on white pants than a white stain on black pants.
(This was in direct reference to the condensed milk that Shaz dripped onto his black pants earlier.)
Effect Food
My once distraught friend sobbed.
“I gained 1 kilogram after eating a lychee!”
Perhaps, then, we should be thankful that McDonalds is taking a step towards awareness; they call it the Quarter Pounder. People like me, trying to gain weight, know damn well that we will gain at least a quarter of a pound eating it. We don’t have any guarantee how much we’d gain with a Big Mac (heck, they could change the weight of a Big Mac anytime!)
Soon, with enough people filing lawsuits (“caution: contents may be hot“) we will have food items named not to promise the tongue but to tell you what you can expect. Big Triple-bypass Heart Attack Mac.
Now don’t take me seriously, I love McDonalds and fast food in general.
When was the last time…
You woke up groggily, hobbled down the stairs for a drink, looked at the time and went, “Whoa. 2 AM! That’s late…”
Happy I was to realize that.
On Sunday, I slept at 10 PM, like in my school days. :O I usually sleep between 2-4 AM.
I like this picture, too!
Soft
You like being comfortable, no matter what you are doing. You’d rather be in old sweat pants than butt-baring miniskirts. You associate well with people and you have a little bit of what everyone likes. Try and mix it up a bit. Remember, the most unpredictable people are the predictable ones.
Who Am I?
As of late, I have been changing my MSN Messenger nickname. (Of course, I also reversed it.)
Before this, it would always be Glaring Notebook. Now people are telling me they almost deleted me from their friends. (Well yay then the unobservant deleter won’t bug me.) Or they go “who is this?” and start cursing. (My nicknames are hardly offensive, though a bit odd… plus I don’t use horrible fancy characters.)
Gee, I don’t delete friends with strange nicks (can’t you read my email, even if it is backwards?) I don’t know if people who change nicks all the time get deleted either. I thought nick-changing was commonplace, especially to lyrics. If it’s not lyrics then it’s some gothic depression expression.
Oh, right. I’m supposed to add my old nick to it, but that would spoil the reversed cuteness of having a nick like reebtoow dna sregrubma now wouldn’t it?
Where is my cheese?
Shaz, Alex and I were at A&W Drive In, PJ for our own ice-creamed waffle escapade. I forgot to whip out my digicam for this round (Alex took pictures though). It was good minus the fact that I did not get my cheese!
Sorry for the badly lit picture of the receipt.
Waffles
I went to college to find my lecturer still in her hometown, with a blur-as-heck collegemate going “I think next week got class lah…”
Ah well, no use slitting wrists over that, I said, and walked over to A&W KLCC. I ordered a coney dog combo with root beer float, and a waffle with butter and syrup. I put the tray on the table and went to the sink to wash my hands. As I walked back, they brought a waffle with icecream and strawberry syrup!
“Eh I ordered with butter and syrup!”
As they left, I realized that my tray already had butter and syrup. Damn, wasted a chance to have free icecream and strawberry syrup.
My intention was to put butter, then syrup, then fill the waffle cells like honeycombs with icecream from the float, like so:
Notice on the right that there was more than enough leftover float. 🙂 Yes that is how I eat my waffles uh-hyuk.
Oh, and I’ve updated my Quotes with:
“The darker it is, the more powerful the effect of the flash.”
An unconclusive theory on genealogy
I was hanging out at a mamak in Hartamas with colleagues (after a frag session) when the subject of male-to-female ratio came up. Statistics say females currently outnumber males.
The magic of my associative brain brought back Biology lessons – the male determines the gender of the child. A guy can marry as many wives and still be cursed with only daughters (before you stamp [SEXIST] on my forehead, I say they would cost more to raise!)
At first I figured that the chromosome that says “bear plenty bosomfuls” would not be passed down, since the female’s genes would have no say in the child’s gender. This would thus increase the probability of males.
That last sentence was in contradiction to the case.
The mom would still pass down her dad’s “bear plenty bosomfuls” to the sons she might have.
And so, I have no conclusion.
Flashback to another Hartamas night, where we were introduced to this girl who, if she had a son, would name him “Q-Tip“. Yes “Q-Tip“. My colleagues asked, “would you marry her if you knew she wanted a son named Q-Tip?”
Perhaps, if I knew it was in my genes to “bear plenty bosomfuls“. I knew it was unlikely, as my mom had five brothers and one sister, while my father’s father’s lineage was MFMF (Male-female-male-female). My father-side cousins were MM, MF and M. My mother-side cousins were FM. I’m the first M in my dad’s MFM. Hence, the son-making XY factor would be strong in me.
And so I said, “no, I would not marry you“. Pity then, she was cute. 🙂
And now, for the answer to the question girls like to ask: How many children would you like to have, and in what ratio?
I like them MFM, like how it is now. Or more practically, MF. Having FFM would make for a effeminate son, like some people I know. MFM would churn a slightly tomboyish middle daughter like my sister, but I figure tomboys wouldn’t go for expensive clothes, and they would be… independent? Plus, they would kick ass and I would feel safer letting them go out.