I got tagged again.

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY

1. Erin
2. Rin
3. Monkey

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD

1. jaded eye
   
2. extraspecialerin
3. funkymonkeyme

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:

1. my mouth
   
2. my fingers
   
3. my cheeks????
   

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF

1. My messed up skin
   
2. My almost flat chest
   
3. My huge-ass nose
   

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU

1. Hurt and pain
   
2. Sharks
3. Losing
   

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS

1. Lip gloss
2. My phone
   
3. My car keys
   

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW

1. My little green spag strap top
   
2. Someone's baggy shorts
   
3. Blue butterfly ring
   

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS

1. Kelly Clarkson
   
2. Frank Sinatra
   
3. Skye Sweetnam
   

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (for now)

1. SLow boat to China - Bette Midler
   
2. Because of you - Kelly CLarkson
   
3. Black eyed peas - dont lie
   

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:

1. Love
2. hugs
3. a guy... of cos la...nowadays relationship can mean lots of things
   

2 TRUTHS 1 LIE:

1. I'm stil in love with my ex
   
2. i hate my ex
   
3. My ex still loves me
   

Go on now, spot the lie ;)


THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:

1. Nice hair
   
2. Tall
3. Not skinny, not fat...athletic build is best
   

THREE THINGS (BESIDE PHYSICAL) ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPREAL TO YOU:

1. Good sense of humour, funny, sarcastic
   
2. Intelligent, smart enough so that i don't have to explain punch lines *i hate that*
   
3. Very caring and loving
   

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:

1. Reading
   
2. Writing
3. Dancing

Ash, u and i are more alike than u could ever imagine

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW

1. I want to own an apartment.
   
2. I want to get a nice hug
   
3. I want to eat...MARS BARS!!!
   

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED

1. Interior Designer
   
2. Fashion Designer
   
3. Graphic Designer
   

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:

1. NEw York
   
2. Hawaii
3. Greece
   

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE

1. Graduate and get a nice job that i enjoy
   
2. Get an apartment of my own
3. Get a new car
   

3 CELEB CRUSHES:

1. Paul Walker
   
2. Hayden Christensen
   
3. Michael Vartan
   

THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:

1. GlitzyZizi
   
2. DramaQueen Drea
   
3. DeOriginalMeow

Blog about hating blog

I have recently discovered this bunch of idiots with too much free time scratching their asses in front of the computer who have so much fun blogging about hating blogs. Stupid ennit? A total contradictory movement. In other words, sesat giler babi. I mean, your mama didn't teach you any better?

1. Purposely flaming them cos you think they can't write worth a shit.
Hello, i see from your own comments and everything, not like your england is that powderful. You guys only correct your sentences, grammar and such when you write unnecessary annoying irritating shit like that to kutuk people. Get a life.

2. Purposely kutuking them and flaming them cos you think "Who the hell wants to know what she's listening to?"
Allaaaa, you jangan perasan. Siapa nak bagi u tahu? Sibuk betul. Not like it's meant for you personally, if she/he wants to blog things like that, maybe her friends want to know and are genuinely interested in those thing. Apa you sakit? Cos you don't have friends to appreciate you like that? Jealous ke?

3. Putting up blogs about hating blogs?
This is by far the stupidest of all. Essayist, blogger, what the heck else you wanna call it? Personally, my policy is Jangan Sibuk. Leave people alone to do what they wanna do. Not like it concerns you.

I'm blogging out this frustration actually not because people flame me la. Cos another blogger that i like to read got flamed, and these people actually put up a forum to kutuk and all. I think people like those just have no friends, no life and no love la.

Maybe i'm putting myself up for criticism writing this but i don't really give a shit. Cos i know who i want to read my blog, and the rest of you can kiss my big fat ass.

FunkyMonkeys?

Well, which one do you like better? Kinda wanna use either for my site, goes better with the blog name...

Small world in cyberspace

I was surfing around as usual, reading people's blogs, taking a peek into their lives and guess who i bumped into? hahaha, let me see...I can put it in that seven connections thingie *not sure what the correct term is...*

Me - BouncingNinjaTurtle - P - JellyP - Fairy - 2ndVJ - Dennis
And back to me...
Interesting ennit...

Hahahaha, basically, its a small world, everyone knows someone else, and we're all connected somehow la. Interesting ya.

Anyway, back to the blogs, mostly i browse these blogs to see interesting fashions that catch my eye and all these happy clappy people. Haha...No life la. I should get out more often so i don't browse blogs so much. Blogging is addictive man.

By the way, what is it with people who try to look macho by sticking their arm out a car window? If you're smoking i totally understand and in this case, its necessary. But today i saw not one... but TWO nuts who stuck their forearms out the window, without ciggies or any other item that needs to be kept out of the car la. And the best thing was, one was too short to lean his forearm nicely over the wound down window and his arm stuck out of the car some what like this sign \ and looked so uncomfortable and weird. If the arm wasn't moving about and gesturing outside the car, i would think that it was a dead body.

So what is it with this sticking arm out window thing? Does it make you seem cool? Or bergaya? Hahaha. If you're trying to achieve the full cool-ness of this look, make sure you're tall enough.

Love or money?

I'm a firm fan on Joe Millionaire : Season 2, and a strong supporter of Linda. She's so sweet and all and she was the first one that caught and held David's eye. Cat, who is her competitor, seems a little foxy and she seems to be having some ulterior motives, she has no qualms bragging boasting exaggerating and lying to get rid or put doubt into the minds of her competitors. So i don't think she's worth the one million prize in the end la.

Hahah.. i cheated though, cos the episode was cut in half and i couldn't wait til next week to find out so Linda wins... YAy!!! hahaha... hopefully its a happy ever after story.

Dream?

I was on holiday at this beautiful seaside hotel. It had three floors, all its rooms opened on one side on the building with the *doors* being sliding glass windows and the way to go up the hotel was to climb the stairs at the end of each floor. The best view however was on the second floor. So i sat near the end of the second floor, on a bench, uniquely created with a horizontal pole along the outside of the bench for me to curl up low on the bench and lean my knees on the pole.

So there i sat as i watched the sea creatures swim and play about. I saw hammerhead sharks *don't ask me why, it's a dreamed up place okay?* and lots of other types of sharks. There was this particular one that had a really long but squarish snout. It kinda yawned and so when it opened its mouth, there were long teeth *i wouldn't even call them teeth, sabres more like it* that opened and closed like a cage when it opened its mouth. Kinda like those butterfly clips with a more deadly intention.

So i watched all these beautiful creatures of my dream playing, when a familiar laugh drew my attention away from the sea. I looked towards the way of the sound and there he was, BouncingNinjaTurtle, the not-so-love of my life- anymore. *please note, this is a dream*

With another girl. Damn. And the best thing was she looks like a mix between one of the bloggers i usually read and someone that i know who cannot be named here because i cannot think up of a more concealing nickname. And that mix equals BeautifulBabe la.

OKay, what to do now? So i be calm and trust him *hold him to his word* and calmly stroll up to them, all the while appearing calm. But under this calm exterior, the many many thoughts running through my mind were building up into a tornado worthy brain movement. The usual "hey, what are you doing here? I'm so surprised to see you here* thing went on and introductions too. So i left with a smile on my face and murder in my heart.

I saw him later on, and we had a discussion about BeautifulBabe and he was reminded of certain promises that he made to me...*believe me, these promises were not made in vain* and so he said he remembered them and he will keep them. And soooooo...

Another day passed, and there i was on the second floor again and the whole laughing drama that turned my head and saw them happened again, this time i didn't walk over but caught his eye instead and gave him a knowing look that he well understood as murder.

The third day, i was strolling around on the lowest floor, again i heard laughter, but this time the laughter was different. It was recognisable, the teasing quality and promise of progression to further depths of passion. Gehaha, i nearly laughed myself silly that i was stupid enough to believe another promise like this again. And so i looked up and saw the BouncingNinjaTurtle and BeautifulBabe checking out each others teeth with their tongues.

This is the moment.


I went BALLISTIC.


I threw something *i think it was somekind of glass material* at them and it broke somewhere *didn't see where but hopefully in someone's face* and yelled at BouncingNinjaTurtle. I yelled and yelled... i got the inkling that he was abit ashamed and sorry but who cares...

Then i woke up, crying.

And got me thinking. Am i willing to put my trust/try to put my trust in a guy like that again?

Stolen?

What the **** man? Someone must have taken my most prized painting. This one was my best of all the paintings and damn shit i don't even have a picture of it yet. If i find that person who took it, i'll really give him/her a huge piece of my mind. If it's that stupid rock-star-wannabe, i'll positively castrate him.

I mean, Linda saw it yesterday when everyone was passing theirs up and today, voila, it's gone. Gone. No trace. I checked the whole pile of artwork in the staffroom and the piles in the class. Damn la. Martin said it might be Rock-Star-Wannabe, cos he might use it as reference or some shit. I don't care la. On monday it better be there in class or i might murder him.

Perfection

I just saw an ad for Rejoice shampoo. It shows this guy in a convertible who takes a girl with long hair out on a trip. He goes quite fast and it shows her hair flowing and flying with the wind. When he stops, he's horrified when her hair doesn't settle back nicely as it was when she first got into the car. Then the whole drama part where Rejoice shampoo saves her life, and everything goes well with the guy when her hair falls back perfectly.

What is the hidden implication of this ad? It implies that you need to constantly look perfect to please your man. That doesn't look very well on the guys either. It implies that the guys only have the hots for girls who look perfect all the time.

Hello? Perfection can never be achieved. You can only achieve perfection in heaven, after all your sins have been accounted for and you're washed clean of all of them. The sad thing is, this is the sad reality of the world, that guys are only interested in girls with nice shiny neat hair, nice smooth long legs, and thinner body. Personally, going through a phase of eczema seems to have lowered myself in the eyes of some of my guy friends and even my fellow females. What does this say? That my personality is preceded in importance by my appearance and looks?

Anuptaphobia

this is the most famous phobia among girls. Some don't even realise that they have it. Some have it mild, some have it in a major way. Most have it, but those who don't probably have some other phobia.

Take a wild guess, guys...or just check the dictionary.

Anuptaphobia is....
the fear of being single

Shopping?

You know you're a shopaholic princess when a hot man walks past and you think "Hey that's a nice shopping bag he's got there. I wonder where did he get it.
~ErinTan

That's the quote of the day. Gave me a good laugh. Well, at least now i'm positive i'm not a shopaholic princess.

The long and short of it...

There will always be the sweet shorter girl who can smile into a guy's eyes and stare up adoringly while tucked into the crook of his arm. Me? I'm just happy enough to be side by side, with his arm around my shoulder and mine around his waist. Those girls who can pass off pastel pink without looking like you're trying too hard, look rosycheeked without any hint of blusher...Me? I'm just fine in magenta and fuchsia, and tanned is also a great way to go.

My friend, she has the pastel thing down pat, although she's spicy enough to like the hotter colors once in a while. She's cute and giggly, small and sweet. I suppose a guy would feel more likely to be her knight in shining armor than they would me. Why is that? Out of curiosity, i asked a couple of guys what they thought were the difference between a taller girl and a shorter girl.

One said, the tall girl seems to be more strong, assertive and independent. *I know an ex who would have strong objections to that.* Apparently, taller girls seem more together, collected and don't seem to need a man to change their lightbulbs or grab a book from a higher shelf. Shorter girls however seem more in need of a man. Sweet and kind and all that, shorter girls appear to need help, being less likely to be able to change a lightbulb by herself or whatever.

Hello? Are you kidding? Haven't you guys heard of ladders? The issue here is not about tall or short girls, its about guys. Not all guys, but guys who see this whole illusion about tall and short girls. And don't be offended, because its true, a lot of men take this whole thing very seriously. I know a guy who won't date a girl who's taller than he is. I think in his case, its an ego thing.

But to be fair, i know girls who won't date guys who are shorter too. So what is the real long and short of this?

Appearance does matter. No avoiding that, right? What do you think?

Phone calls?

I was in Amcorp where i noticed this couple at a cafe, obviously on a date, not married. But problem with the picture is...

They were both on the phone with other people.

Standard la, the phone is important form of conversation and all that. But then, after about 30 mins, they were still talking on the phone and ignoring each other. Abit doinked la, i thought.
The whole point of a date is to learn more about each other, be closer, enjoy the company of that person alone kinda thing, make eyes at each other, basically focus on each other on the date la. Or at least thats what i think. And before u think i'm passing judgement on these two, i'm not. i'm judging on the bases that taking phone calls while on a date or anything of the sort is rude.

It's just rude to do the long phone call thing when you're at whatever outing, doesn't even have to be a date with someone significant. It's plain rude. If it's confirm confirmed important, then take it but excuse yourself and step away or something. Or if not so important, you can pick it up and tell him or her to call back. Or even better, turn off your phone during these things. But i don't think that'll happen la with our will-die-if-phone-is-gone community. So be nice, and just say u will call back.

Of course, you have to have the courtesy to call that person back la. Don't forget. Thats rude too. Unless that person is a pain-in-the-ass and you really dread lecturing or something to that extent...