Today is a good day because it is a special day for me which I must remember to write it down in the next day or two or else I will regret it. Currently, watching Malaysian Idol. Nothing much to say about the idols but instead have something to say about Jien. lol. He gained some weight. My mom commented on Friday "Jien put on some weight." Now I'm watching the result show and I must say I agree with her but that's not important. Everyone puts on some weight sometimes, -___- I put on some weight. Not some actually. Arghh.. too good life at home. *I know that's not something to complain about* >.< Watching Jien, I remember the conversation I had with my aunt while I was staying over at her place.
Aunt: Eh, that guy quite good looking. *points to Jien*
Me: That's Jien. He's around 30 or 31 already I think. *I'm not sure the exact age*
Aunt: *jokes* Wah, don't look that age also. Go and pikat him lah.
Me: -_________-;;;;
Aunt: *continues to make fun of me* Next year go join Malaysian Idol lah, then can get to know him.
Me: -____________-;;;;
Joining Malaysian Idol for all the wrong reasons. Besides, if I were told to list down my abilities, singing would be the last one. Bah... for now, the only participation Malaysian Idol will get from me will be as a voter and with that I shall continue watch Jien on TV.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Friday, September 09, 2005
*sings* I love to go.. a-wondering...
Revamp! Actually it is just a change of template which involved the lost of every single minor html changes I did. There goes by Tomodachi list for now. It'll be back!
My dear friend Ching² just started her blog and she mention about me. *beams happily* However, it is in friendster and one need to sign in before leaving a comment. I did sign in but for some unknown reason I can't leave a comment. So I'm leaving my comments here instead. "Ching², Miss you too! And by the way, use blogger!" There! I'm a proud blogger/blogspot user.
I went a-wondering to Zisian's bloggie and realized as I change my blog to a brighter colour, she went and change hers to black. -__-a
My mom walk pass just now and here's what happened.
mom: Isn't that Ching², she made her own website?
me: Umm.. actually it's a blog.
mom: A blog?
me: *eager to get back at her for complaining I spent too little time reading newspapers* If you read In-Tech or Computimes, you would know what is a blog.
mom: *completely ignore my sarcasism* So what is a blog?
me: -___- *give up* It's something like a diary or a journal?
mom: *got all sike up* Isn't this things suppose to be personal? How can you put it on the web for everyone to see?
me: That's the point of putting it up on the web. It's intended for everyone to see. *fine.. that's not a good explanation but what the hell*
mom: But only your friends can see it right? Others can't right? They would need your code or something to read it.
me: Code? Mom... think we should stop this topic of conversation.
This kind of situation always comes up once in a while and I have to spend quite a long time to explain to my mom about how the internet works, how instant massaging works and so own. I don't mind explaining it actually but it kind of gets annoying after 15 minutes of explaining and it turns out my mom don't really get what I am saying. -__-;;
Anyway, to finish up the conversation I had with my mom.
mom: Huh? No meh? Then everyone can read what you write?
me: Yah and sometimes there are people who write such interesting stuff that his or her blog become so famous and everyone in the world read it.
mom: *remained quiet to digest that fact*
End of conversation.
My dear friend Ching² just started her blog and she mention about me. *beams happily* However, it is in friendster and one need to sign in before leaving a comment. I did sign in but for some unknown reason I can't leave a comment. So I'm leaving my comments here instead. "Ching², Miss you too! And by the way, use blogger!" There! I'm a proud blogger/blogspot user.
I went a-wondering to Zisian's bloggie and realized as I change my blog to a brighter colour, she went and change hers to black. -__-a
My mom walk pass just now and here's what happened.
mom: Isn't that Ching², she made her own website?
me: Umm.. actually it's a blog.
mom: A blog?
me: *eager to get back at her for complaining I spent too little time reading newspapers* If you read In-Tech or Computimes, you would know what is a blog.
mom: *completely ignore my sarcasism* So what is a blog?
me: -___- *give up* It's something like a diary or a journal?
mom: *got all sike up* Isn't this things suppose to be personal? How can you put it on the web for everyone to see?
me: That's the point of putting it up on the web. It's intended for everyone to see. *fine.. that's not a good explanation but what the hell*
mom: But only your friends can see it right? Others can't right? They would need your code or something to read it.
me: Code? Mom... think we should stop this topic of conversation.
This kind of situation always comes up once in a while and I have to spend quite a long time to explain to my mom about how the internet works, how instant massaging works and so own. I don't mind explaining it actually but it kind of gets annoying after 15 minutes of explaining and it turns out my mom don't really get what I am saying. -__-;;
Anyway, to finish up the conversation I had with my mom.
mom: Huh? No meh? Then everyone can read what you write?
me: Yah and sometimes there are people who write such interesting stuff that his or her blog become so famous and everyone in the world read it.
mom: *remained quiet to digest that fact*
End of conversation.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
15 mins medicine
I'm feeling 50% better already. Okay, sounds far fetch. It's like was I really sad just now? I was! Then I got cured by visiting tomodachi's bloggies. Added some to my tomodachi list without informing them yet. =.= *off to tell them later* Special note to Sim, I put you as Sim and it just seems odd. So I changed it to Timun. lol, as if Timun is more normal than Sim. Anyway, I really enjoy reading your blog.. umm.. not that I don't like the others but yours is always comical, not to mention there were some umm.. "illustration" as well. Great medicine for the sad illness.
I notice my blog is so BLACK! urgh, and I'm suppose to be a semi-somewhat design student. My lecturer will kill me if they see my blog but then again they won't be seeing my blog will they. Not in a very cheerful spirit to make it all red, orange and yellow and the moment.
Till then, dark and gloomy it shall be.
I notice my blog is so BLACK! urgh, and I'm suppose to be a semi-somewhat design student. My lecturer will kill me if they see my blog but then again they won't be seeing my blog will they. Not in a very cheerful spirit to make it all red, orange and yellow and the moment.
Till then, dark and gloomy it shall be.
It's sad when you can't tell others why you are sad
It's been about two weeks since I last blog but then again there is nothing much to blog about when you are at home 24-7. Yesterday night I was overjoyed for a reason I can't tell and now I am sad for a reason I can't tell also. When you can't tell others why you are sad, be relief that you can at least voice out that you are not happy.
What should one do when someone else is sad? Are we suppose to cheer them up or just give them some time to themselves?
What should one do when he/she is sad? Are we suppose to voice out our unhappiness to everyone and make them worry and sad along with you or keep it to ourselves and hope that in time we will get over it?
Don't worry, I'll be happy in an hour or so ... I hope.
What should one do when someone else is sad? Are we suppose to cheer them up or just give them some time to themselves?
What should one do when he/she is sad? Are we suppose to voice out our unhappiness to everyone and make them worry and sad along with you or keep it to ourselves and hope that in time we will get over it?
Don't worry, I'll be happy in an hour or so ... I hope.
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