woah...

Wohoo..holidays...great, revision. >.<
This has always been the case every holidays: work work work... no relax or rest or anything sort of freedom in there, somewhere. Am about to break but someone forbids me to...actually, two people forbid me under any circumstances to just...break...
yes, i can break you know...I am not made of metal or plastic...

Ah...enough of my ranting...back to reality:
Now, let's see...what do I have to do...
work....essays...SAC prep...revision...chap questions....more revision...T.T

Ok...I better stop now before someone gets to me...tho she is not here atm..but nevertheless...^^'

*bounces*

Well....near the end of term and still nto relaxing...O.O what?? not relaxing?? >.<

guess it must be the fact that i have SAC's the first dat I come back...*shrugs* just indo but nevertheless...all those reading...>.>

currently procrastinating at the moment...forgotten to bring my Studio Arts folder home to do my art appreciation stuff and therefore is screwed. Hm...I might pack my roomup a bit. Have been procrastinating on that for a long time...>.<

*ponders* i wonder where that template gone...*goes off to search for it*

muahahaha...my turn!!!

You Are 13 Years Old

13 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

13...wow....I still am a teen ^^

Slow and Steady

Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment. They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.

How Do People See You?

ok....

the following below are the same....just depends what you want to click...^^

You Know You're From Australia When...

Your next door neighbours can be from Tunisia, Israel, Indonesia, Japan, Zimbabwe, Iraq, Brazil, Spain, Malaysia... The community is so concerned over the fact that muslim women can't use public swimming pools because there are men present that they have female-only periods. The Greeks and Mexicans next door ask you over to have a barbeque. You don't actually use the words 'sheila' or 'shrimp'. You sleep with Aeroguard on. You're wearing a cap emblazoned with 'Get A Dog Up Ya.' You feel obliged to spread salty black stuff that looks like congealed motor oil on bread and actually grow to like it. You actively dislike Americans, but watch their TV, eat their food and worship their idols. You think Tall Poppy Syndrome is a national condition. Democracy means the freedom to draw caricatures of John Howard. Your idea of a lethal weapon is a slug gun. The closest you ever got to going overseas was your packet of 5 Days In Rio grundies. A posh meal = an all-you-can-eat buffet. The term "musical instrument" also extends to wobbly bits of ply-wood, hand saws, gum leafs and combs. Your most offensive curse also doubles as an exclamation of awe or amazement, like, "fark orf!" All of your internationally famous people don't live here. You think footballers dressing up in drag on TV is funny (but your son being gay isn't). You relish test cricket - the longest, slowest game in sport (and that's not even counting the replays). After all, what else gives you an excuse to sit on your arse for five days, watch TV and sink piss with your mates? You don't drink Fosters, but you let the world think you do. The only thing better than beating the Pohms at ANY sport is giving them shit for it. You love, adore and admire a particular team/sportstar/actor on a winning streak - until they lose. Then they're just crap and 'past it.' You can compress several words into one - ie 'g'day', 'd'reckn?' This allows for more space for profanities. You favour either Holden or Ford - or a souped-up WRX with new kit and a bootful of subwoofer. Driving down the main street/beach road playing bad techno is your idea of a perfect Saturday night / Sunday arvo. You make kooky films, sometimes about wayward road trips (across the outback preferably). Quite a few are crap. You know all the words to Khe Sahn but not the national anthem. Your nickname ends in 'a' or 'o'. You have a customised stubby holder. Your soap stars become pop singers and move to the UK. You've ever used the words - grouse, tops, ripper, choice, sick, rad, exo, ace, wicked, ballistic - to mean good. And then you place 'bloody' in front of it when you really mean it. Your cooking apron has plastic breasts on it. The "Aussie Aussie Aussie! Oi oi oi!" chant has been a religious experience in the past. The blokes at the local gym think your weight training is an opportunity to ask you out on a date. The big national sporting events are men-only. Your politicians believe than sticking the prefix 'un' in front of your nationality is an effective way of making you sit down and shut up. Our mantras are 'fair go for all', 'mateship' and 'little Aussie battler' - but we still publicly condemn those with different viewpoints to us. The barbeque is a male-dominated arena. And the women do the salads. 'Fair go for all' excludes indigenous people. An eight-hour trip to go camping for the weekend isn't out of the question or excessive. You take pride in living in a tolerant multicultural society but firmly believe that all Poms and Kiwis are fair game. You insist on asking every celebrity who steps of an aircraft what they think of Australia. If the response is not overwhelmingly positive, they should be subjected to immediate public ridicule. The private lives of footy and cricket players become more important than local and national news stories. Slick pick-up lines like 'Wanna shag?' and 'Carn, show us yer tits' can constitute male-to-female conversation. You say 'no worries' quite often, whether you realise it or not. You realise you have no Bill of Rights. The first thing guaranteed to get eaten at parties is fairy bread. So that's the special ingredients that make up an Aussie - whatever your taste. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Austrailia.

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You Know You're Malaysian When....

You complain about the quality of the pirated DVD you just purchased. "What, RM10 for DVD5?! Aiyah, boss ... sound no good, cheaperlah ..." You're willing to consume sambal petai and durian and gladly suffer the bloating and wind-breaking incidents. You're exceedingly polite to the Mat Sallehs but you slag your own kind. "Hello, sir. Why don't you sit here, it’s got the best view of the city skyline." But, "Aunty-ah, your table is over there next to the kitchen." You order Maggi goreng and fried chicken, complain about how oily the food is, and then proceed to finish it anyway. You love to talk about food. You're already thinking about what to have for dinner while eating lunch. "I'm stuffed. What shall we have for dinner?" You dive into a communal-style meal the moment the dish lands on the table only to hesitate at the last morsel of food on the serving dish. There are two possible explanations for this: the first is the pai seh (embarrassed) factor, while the other is the myth that the person who eats the last piece will be a spinster. You hit the accelerator the moment the first drop of rain hits your windshield. "Alamak, it's going to rain. Sure traffic jam one. I'd better drive faster." You seize the opportunity to make a U-turn anywhere ... especially where there is a sign telling you not to. Well, so long as the cops aren't in sight. You feel a burning desire to send text messages and even have the gall to give your friend a blow-by-blow account of the movie to your friend on the handphone — during the screening of the movie. "Okay, now that girl Lizzie is impersonating an Italian singer; she so doesn’t look Italian ..." You forsake your loved ones for the all-important four letter-word: S-A-L-E. "Sorry, mum, I can't take you to Aunt Mary’s because I have to go to MidValley before the crowd." You’re also more than happy to be part of the insane traffic jam that forms around malls during weekends and sale periods. 11. Reality shows Akademi Fantasia and Malaysian Idol dictate your social life. "What, no TV at the mamak? Count me out — I'm staying home. Rinie needs my support." You pepper every sentence with lah. "No-lah, I can't see you today-lah. I have to study-lah. You know-lah, the prison warden aka mak is watching me like a hawk" You fail to function normally without your daily dose of teh tarik and nasi lemak. You have owned at least one Proton in your lifetime. Cheap, cheap. That is until you start to make enough dough to buy that Honda you've been salivating over. You slow down at an accident site to take down the car number plate, but won't step out of your car to help — the victim could be a robber! You'd rather park your car along the main road outside the mall, where there's a yellow line, rather than pay RM1 to park inside where there are adequate bays. You plead, bat your eyelids and relate a sob story to the officer at the town council office to let you off the hook (or reduce the amount considerably) for the fine you incurred when you parked your car on the double line. You make an appointment for 10am and conveniently show up a half hour late — Malaysian time, what ... You pop open the wet tissue packet at the Chinese restaurant by squeezing the trapped air to the top of the packet before proceeding to smash your fist into it. The louder the pop the better. You greet your friend / neighbor / acquaintance on the street with "How are things?" or "Have you eaten?" or better yet, by stating the obvious: "Went to market ah?" Ramlee burger is the "piece de resistance" of your growing-up-years cuisine. You catch all major televised events at the mamak. You have roughly six meals a day (breakfast, mid-morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper). Then there's the snacking — keropok ikan, pisang goreng, muruku, jam tarts and the like. You get the whole family dressed to the nines, jump into the car and head for the minister's open house — and ask for styrofoam boxes and plastic bags to tar pau food. Your accent and language style vary according to the race of the person you are conversing with. You've got a friendly disposition. Smiles are abundant and your "Apa khabar?" is warm and sincere. You exclaim loudly how expensive everything is, even though the items may in fact be going for a steal. "Wah! So expensive, ah? Hak sei ngor (Scare me to death)!" You dig deep into your pockets to contribute to the latest appeal for donations in the newspapers. You "dis" our country all the time, but as soon as something good happens (like winning the Thomas Cup), you morph into a proud Malaysian. You never travel abroad without a bottle of chilli sauce, or sachets which you can sneak into restaurants. You're proud to be Malaysian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Malaysian friends!

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what's with the "lah" ???? anyhow....most of those things are actually true...deary me...>.<

You Know You're Chinese When....

You unwrap Christmas gifts very carefully, so you can save and reuse the wrapping (and especially those bows) next year. You only buy Christmas cards after Christmas, when they are 50% off. When there is a sale on toilet paper, you buy 100 rolls and store them in your closet or in the bedroom of an adult child who has moved out. You have a vinyl table cloth on your kitchen table. Your stove is covered with aluminum foil. You use the dishwasher as a dish rack. You keep a Thermos of hot water available at all times. You eat all meals in the kitchen. You save grocery bags, tin foil, and tin containers. You use grocery bags to hold garbage. You always leave your shoes at the door. You have a piano in your living room. You twirl your pen around your fingers. Even if you're totally full, if someone says they're going to throw away the leftovers on the table, you'll finish them. You don't own any real Tupperware -- only a cupboard full of used but carefully rinsed margarine tubs, takeout containers, and jam jars. You also use the jam jars as drinking glasses. You've eaten a red bean Popsicle. You bring oranges (or other produce) with you as a gift when you visit people's homes. You have a collection of miniature shampoo bottles that you take every time you stay in a hotel. The condiments in your fridge are either Price Club sized or come in plastic packets, which you save/steal every time you get take out or go to McDonald's. Ditto for paper napkins. You never order room service. You carry a stash of your own food whenever you travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15 minutes). These travel snacks are always dried. As in not just dried plums, dried ginger, and beef/pork jerky, but dried cuttlefish (SQUID). Your parents vehemently refuse the sack of gold coin oranges that their guests just brought just to be courteous. Your dad thinks he can fix everything himself. You majored in something practical like engineering, medicine or law. When you go to a dance party, there are a wall of guys surrounding the dance floor trying to look cool. You live with your parents and you are 30 years old (and they prefer it that way). Or if you're married and 30 years old, you live in the apartment next door to your parents, or at least in the same neighborhood. You don't use measuring cups. You feel like you've gotten a good deal if you didn't pay tax. You beat eggs with chopsticks. Your parents' house is always cold. You have a teacup with a cover on it. You reuse teabags. Your mom drives her Mercedes to the Price Club. You tip Chinese delivery guys / waiters more. You're a wok user. You like Chinese films in their original undubbed versions. You have acquired a taste for bittermelon. You like congee with thousand year old eggs. You prefer your shrimp with the heads and legs still attached -- it means they're fresh. You never call your parents just to say hi. You always cook too much. If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've eaten rice, even if it's midnight. Your parents tell you to boil herbs and stay inside when you get sick. They also tell you not to eat fried foods or baked goods because they produce hot air. Your parents never go to the movies. Your parents send money to their relatives in China. You use a face cloth. Your parents use a clothes line. You eat every last grain of rice in your bowl, but don't eat the last piece of food on the table. You starve yourself before going to all you can eat sushi. You've joined a CD club at least once. You know someone who can get you a good deal on jewelry or electronics. You never discuss your love life with your parents. Your parents are never happy with your grades. You keep most of your money in a savings account. You've been on the Love Boat or know someone who has. Your toothpaste tubes are all squeezed paper-thin. You love Chinese Martial Arts films. You have Tupperware in your fridge with three bites of rice or one leftover chicken wing. Shao Lin and Wu Tang actually mean something to you. You love to go to $1.75 movies. You love to go to $1.50 movies even more. You never order sweet-n-sour pork, egg foo young, or chop suey at a Chinese restaurant. You hate to spend more than $5 for lunch. Someone in your family drives a Honda... with custom rims. You have a Chinese knick-knack hanging from your rear-view mirror. You like to eat chicken feet. You suck on fish heads and fish fins. You turn bright red after drinking two tablespoons of beer. You can get a buzz on Coors O'Douls or Miller Sharps. You look like you are eighteen. You only buy used cars. You have more than five remotes in your house. You leave the plastic on the lampshade for ten years or more. You can't bear to throw things away. Your dad washes his hair four times a day, or never at all. Your unassisted vision is worse than 20/500. You've worn glasses at least since the fifth grade. Your parents (or some other close relative) own a grocery store or restaurant. You drive around looking for the cheapest gas. You add twice the amount of water recommended when making orange juice from concentrate. You've never seen your parents hug. Your grandmother lives with you and your family. You never order desserts at restaurants. You always have water when dining out. You say "aiya!" and "wah!" frequently. You love Las Vegas, slot machines, and blackjack. You love to play mah jong. You have to read all your parents' mail written in English. You are constantly being set up with uninteresting (and usually ugly) people by your parents. You hate eating cheese. You have a big aquarium filled with colorful fish somewhere in your house. Your mother is strangely obsessed with plants. White people look at you strangely if you tell them you are Buddhist. You notice the main topic at family get-togethers is food. You seldom ever owned new clothes if you were a second child. Your folks never speak under 10 decibels at family gatherings. You never made the school football or basketball team. You have two middle initials instead of one. You grow your own bean sprouts in the kitchen. Your mother made you peel water chestnuts and snow peas. You have an lonely unmarried relative who frequently drops by during dinner time. You received little red envelopes containing money on special occasions. You use the underside of a porcelain bowl to sharpen your knives. You cut your own hair… or had someone in your family do it. Your grandmother has a lot of gold teeth… especially in front. You keep fresh garlic and ginger in the kitchen at all times. You know what the term "lemon" or a "banana" means. You only have to shave every other day (maybe). You wash and reuse ziplock bags. You know at least three people named Alan Wong. You never drank milk after eating cherries. Your parents collect jade jewelry. You always drink tea after a meal. Your dad owns at least one bird. Your parents grow vegetables in a garden. You use doilies to decorate your furniture. Your grandmother rapped your knuckles with her chopsticks while reaching food with your fingers. You're proud to be Chinese - and you pass these jokes on to all your Chinese friends!

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woah....long....very long...*waves a "Proud to be Chinese" flag* some of those things are not so true....really!!! *protests*

yes.....long post.....*glares at someone* kwee...*cough*

*cant think of a title*

Gah!!! The agony!!! too much work...going to die...>.< Things are starting....too....slow......down.....dramatically.......*sighs* and it is pushing me to the egde fo the cliff. Oh well....hope there a small, tiny...even jsut a root of a branch or something...that I could hold on to and stay there until the end of the year...hopefully...>.> *feels paraniod*

Better continue with ever more work..*trudges off, and trips over a tree root* Curses...

>.> *strangles*

......*has no comment*


Green is your Lightsaber's color.

Green is the color of nature. It symbolizes growth,
harmony, and freshness. Green has strong
emotional correspondence with safety. Green is
also commonly associated with wealth and
happiness, so someone with a green lightsaber
like yourself is a fortunate soul.


What Colored Lightsaber Would You Have?
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nice...I am a fortunate soul..


Your wise quote is: "Be kind to unkind people,
they probably need it the most" by
Ashleigh Brilliant.
You try to look beyond apperance, try to give
people second chances and are probably very
kind. Understanding is your biggest personality
trait, and thoose you can see through should be
grateful. If they aren't already. You detest
narrow minded people, because they can't see
what's really there. Facades is not your thing
and you strive to always be who you really are.


What wise quote fits you?(pics) UPDATED
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To be cruel...to be kind....>.<


You are an emotion sprite! You are generally kind
to everyone because you have lots of love and
happiness to share! Making friends comes easy
because they strive for the innocence you
possess!


Which sensational sprite are you? (entrancing pics!)
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emotion...how...sad...


You are a light angel! Very pure and innocent, you
are a great person to go to for a laugh. You
are really caring and can uplift anybody!


Which astounding angel are you? (awe-inspiring pics!)
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i am pure and innocent...hallelujah >.>



You are the Spirit of Innocence. Always with the
sweet smile of a child, you know how to have
good clean fun, you have a natural vunerability
about you, which makes you able to make friends
very well, as they are drawn instinctively by
the urge to protect you. But even though you
look as fragile as a child inside you are very
strong with your easy look on life. When you
get a partner (because there is no way you
cant!) your life will be perfect.


Which stunning spirit of emotion are you? NEW AND IMPROVED! (amazingly beautiful anime pics!)
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*meditates* innocence...righto...

GREEN


??Which colour of Death is yours??
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green...with envy...yeah right...>.>

*cough* i actually got two of them which are the same to yours, kylie and the greek thing...I think I did it...not sure where it is...>.>
yes...you have drawn me but this wont last long...*glares and stalks you* I keep getting innocence tho...odd..