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:: Sunday, October 30, 2005 ::

MCPs Live in Singapore!


I still think this photo is hiliarious. Posted by Picasa

:: nimezs @ 10:23 pm [+] ::

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:: Saturday, October 29, 2005 ::

Dreams are no reality.

I don't remember how he looks like now. I didn't know his name or how we met or how we got to know each other. I don't know who he is.

I remember that he was taller than me by at least a head, and strong enough to pick me up by the waist and swing me around. I remember he wore glasses. I remember he wasn't particularly good looking, but he was pleasant to look at.

I remember we kissed in the taxi. He smiled so happily such that his best friends immediately knew. It was sweet.

But it was only a dream.

And dreams don't usually come true, do they?

:: nimezs @ 12:00 pm [+] ::

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:: Sunday, October 23, 2005 ::

I say, I say!

Not like I didn't. There WAS a wish-list, albeit short. And I think I told a lot of people at least once that I lost one side of my hoop earrings, but only one person bothered to promise to buy me a pair.

And forgot, later. But he's already been tongue lashed and I've already bought a pair on my own, so it doesn't matter.

Anyway thanks, folks. Thanks very much. I don't think I've eaten quite so much birthday cake in any other year. Except 2003. Where there were 2 in one night.

You did buy me a cookie, anyway, L, so don't obsess about the cake. I don't need more cake.

:: nimezs @ 3:20 am [+] ::

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:: Wednesday, October 19, 2005 ::
If I've been snappish to you within the past week or so, I apologise. It's been a long week. I have baptism class on Monday, cell group on tuesday and this week, a whole pile of marking to wade through. A whole lot of things to do and little time with which to spend it on. And I waste more time doing pointless.... you know.

Furthermore, I'm short on sleep. Pointing out that I look tired, shockingly, does not improve my temper. Word to the wise.

I will still attempt to dress up a bit when asked out though - just because I'm not feeling good doesn't mean I can't look good. Except when I'm in school. A few more minutes of sleep is much more important than looking good.

:: nimezs @ 11:27 pm [+] ::

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Apropos nothing

It was quite amusing to hear one of the Sec 1 students suddenly shout "Nevertheless!" at another classmate to make him shut up.

Chicken cheesesticks should be sold in huge boxes, not in sets of 10.

Sometimes crazy people make horrible sense.

And "the engineer who built the bridge collapsed and killed hundreds of people."

It's good to be able to laugh at the little things.

Count your blessings and love your friends. I said love, not tolerate.

Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum viditur.

But of course, scio nihil me scire.

So please feel free to vescere bracis meis.

Perhaps someday we will finally all understand.

:: nimezs @ 7:35 pm [+] ::

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:: Monday, October 17, 2005 ::

In a pig's eye!

After seeing the photo shoot 8 days did for Joanne Peh, I am 58.8% (of 17 self-consideration trials) sure that I have a figure at least as good as hers.

But bummer. I'm a 100% sure my thighs are fatter than they used to be. This is no good at all. I want to be able to fit into my jeans.

Feh. Now I'm all self-conscious again.

:: nimezs @ 11:32 pm [+] ::

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:: Sunday, October 16, 2005 ::
Fine, now he has a weird-looking arm. Posted by Picasa

:: nimezs @ 2:13 am [+] ::

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:: Thursday, October 13, 2005 ::

Winpaint sucks. Yes, I know. Posted by Picasa

And .jpg format sucks too. Everything's all ... not clean. Yes, anyhow, the whole school life based webcomic genre is really, really getting old. Maybe I don't belong to the target audience anymore, but reading about someone's life at school bores me. If another Bobbin rip-off is pimped to me, someone will be killed.

I know the guy's missing an arm in the second panel. I don't care! I sketched the above strip (on winpaint) to make a graphic point, not to show off my art. Well, maybe I did get carried away with the colouring and shadows... but...

That's not the point!

:: nimezs @ 11:32 pm [+] ::

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:: Wednesday, October 12, 2005 ::

It burns when I sneeze.

Tim says:
i'm entertaining eugene.

tim says:
he's waiting for something. yahoo gaming i guess.

Nicole says:
haha

Nicole says:
entertaining?

Nicole says:
you make it sound like you're an unwilling participant

tim says:
yes lapdancing.

Nicole says:
how kinky.

tim says:
i doubt you want me to lapdance for you anyway

Nicole says:
and so not something ...

Nicole says:
argh... you broke my brain!

tim says:
with evil thoughts.

Nicole says:
I have to go gargle my brain now.

Nicole says:
maybe with industry grade bleach.

tim says:
haha will that be strong enough?

Nicole says:
enough to kill my remaining brain cells. Chemical lobotomy.

:: nimezs @ 11:20 pm [+] ::

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Amazing Space

"Just because I'm small doesn't mean I'm stupid. I can trick adults!"

Awww. Aren't you precious? If there's anything I hate more than arrogant adults, it's arrogant kids.

But anyway, I had inspiration for a whole new series of Amazing Race. I think you can tell what it is by the title... "Amazing Race: Lost in Space!" Teams race across the galaxy competing for a prize of one million US dollars!

See teams get sucked into Black Holes! Hit by asteroids! Kidnapped and probbed by hostile aliens!

"I told you we should've turned left at the last star cluster!"
"I know where I'm going! You were the one who made us exit at the wrong worm-hole!"

Experience the perils of space...

"Hey, isn't that a star going nova?"

Teams will get to experience new cultures! It's a whole different ball game!

:: nimezs @ 9:25 pm [+] ::

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:: Monday, October 10, 2005 ::

Funny you should ask.

Here are a few more amusing sentences from the worksheets of the students....Some of the sentences are just amusing because they're grammatically incorrect...

"While playing in the rain, Mother shouted at me to come home."
To which I replied, "Your mother shouted at you to come home when she was playing in the rain?"

"Until his father's death, Alex swore that he would never take drugs again."
So he started taking drugs after his father died?

"Until the arrival of the principal, the boys stopped fighting."
You get the picture.

"When enjoying my lunch, the alarm rang."
Obviously a missing word here... alarms have not been known to enjoy lunches.

"While cycling, the car behind me horned me."
Same thing, but more amusing context.

"Whenever it rains, there will always be water outside my house."
I wanted to write "DUH!!!!" on his paper.

And then there's this sentence that made me laugh so long that the Malaysian Chinese teacher commented that I was laughing in a very "laughly" way... Ask me about it if you really want to find out.

It takes a twisted mind to find it funny... =P

:: nimezs @ 6:15 pm [+] ::

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:: Sunday, October 09, 2005 ::

Chan #medicine

I'm posting this message here because I know a few people from the channel read my blog and I really am trying to get something started. I do think it's quite a pity that friends drift apart because of no communication. Even if you don't want to come to our outings, that's fine... Just tag along and read the funny emails. Enjoy the photos and videos. As long as you've been a part of #medicine in the past, you're welcome to join.

"Mmmkay, I haven't posted a bulletin in ages
because there was no reason to. However,
currently I'm trying to gather the email address of
all ... um... visitors, regulars, part-timers of the old
IRC channel #medicine. This is so there will
(hopefully) be a more efficient system of outing
organization. Please do reply with your email add if
you have not already done so. Unless you don't
wish to, in which case it's fine. You can also go
here: "http://asia.groups.yahoo.com/search?
query=chan_medicine&submit=Search"
and join directly.

Also, the channel has died and no one uses IRC
any more. (coughfreakscough) If you ignore me, I'll
be very sad.

Well, actually no. I couldn't care less. Anyhow,
hope you're all doing well, whereever you are."

:: nimezs @ 11:02 am [+] ::

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9 million bicycles

For your amusement, a song whose lyrics I found quite cute. It's by Katie Melua. For some strange reason though, the line "She was like the village bicycle - ridden by everyone" popped into my head.

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die

We are twelve billion light years from the edge
That's a guess
No-one can ever say it's true
But I know that I will always be with you

I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don't call me a liar
Just believe everything that I say

There are six billion people in the world
More or less
And it makes me feel quite small
But you're the one I love the most of all

We're high on the wire
With the world in our sight
And I'll never tire
Of the love that you give me every night

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die

And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die

(And next up: 99 dead babboons! You have to compare it to 99 red balloons.)

:: nimezs @ 10:17 am [+] ::

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:: Tuesday, October 04, 2005 ::

Those crazy Koreans

Stairway to Heaven. Drama. Drama. Drama. All the crying and the insane way the step-sister doesn't look at anyone when she's talking. Makes me tired.

Friendship is greater than love? Perhaps. But I haven't been known to kiss a friend. I'm not sure if I would want to be friends with someone I loved. I could love someone I was friends with... I don't know about the other way round though.

Perhaps it's settling for second best when you can't have what you want. Who knows? Oh dear, oh dear. How sad. Bitter-sweet. The memory of a beautiful dream that eludes you upon waking, the very last tendrils of the feeling evanescing in the morning sun.

Somehow it still rings hollow - being friends rather than lovers. It's just a shallow imitation... Somehow.

:: nimezs @ 10:18 pm [+] ::

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:: Sunday, October 02, 2005 ::

Hmmm

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk:William_Hung

I sure as hell don't remember putting that entry up on wiki. Interesting though.

:: nimezs @ 10:45 pm [+] ::

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And lastly

I don't know if the link works. If it does, great. Anyway, this is one of a few videos I took of the outing on Friday.

And what is the point of this conversation?

Darling, there never is.

:: nimezs @ 3:33 am [+] ::

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I should spend my time better. But I don't. Posted by Picasa

:: nimezs @ 1:59 am [+] ::

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Someone once said he looked like a suicide bunny. We're sure gonna miss you, Jerbunny. Posted by Picasa

:: nimezs @ 12:24 am [+] ::

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