cognitive functioning of the day

i have a hypothetical question for u:

what is the first thing that u think of when you see a 27-year-old guy all cosy and lovey dovey with a 37-year-old woman? (not real age, but they look those ages)

rules:

1. no cheating, say the first thing u come up with.
2. this is not a test, so there's no right and wrong answer.
3. that's it. i'm just curious.

cognitive functioning of the day

i have a hypothetical question for u:

what is the first thing that u think of when you see a 27-year-old guy all cosy and lovey dovey with a 37-year-old woman? (not real age, but they look those ages)

rules:

1. no cheating, say the first thing u come up with.
2. this is not a test, so no right and wrong answer.
3. that's it. i'm just curious.

post weekend wake-up

u know, that idiot that curses the moon and stars for her incessant tummy ache, the one who cannot stop eating every 20 minutes to save the world, yes that lump of stupidity, yes, i am that 'idiot' slash 'lump of stupidity'....i ate too much (how can i ever tell it's too much???...i don't have the innate mechanism that tells me 'hey boyo u are done here')...and now i have tummy ache...i still eat too much...i wholly blame this to dears jaja, gegel and aboy...

okay, anyway, i am listening to lady antebellum - need you now....it's addictive, that's all i'm gonna say...no, no don't let me start on country music and how can i ever ever ever like it....that's it...i'm done here...moving on...tata!!!

not helping

oh and i gained 240kg and still steadily gaining since my siblings come for a visit...we eat almost non-stop...the fat is slowly distributing in my ass, under my arms, under my chin, around my abdomen, in front of my abdomen and lastly clogging my arteries (that's a must)...in the case of where i put the blame on: of course it is squarely on their shoulders...

my observations of the week

it's been positively ages since i've written, well type anyway, even a word here...it's either because i'm at loss of what to write (muse oh muse why don't u ever appear when i really desperately need u the most!) or my real life is taking all of my time (i do actually have a real life, which consists of class, sleep, eat, shower, eat, sleep, eat, sleep, all in that order)....moving on, my sisters jaja and gegel and my lil bro aboy are currently visiting me!!!...me, their beautiful, loving and gentle older sister...u know, all those beautiful positive personality traits, that apply to me...

anyway, these 2 weeks have been hectic with exam preparations, exam and entertaining naughty little children (in case u r wondering, that's my sibs)....i'm missing b so much (she's so cute!) but these recalcitrant children make up for that...anyway, a few stories to share:

aboy displayed weird sense of modesty when he actually pull his legs together (u know the way ladies actually seat, not boys, for god's sake!) when he heard fazan coming back yesterday...ah to make the picture whole, he did that when he was sitting on the little couch that faces the main door...the result: fazan saw that move and craked up...real bad...i wonder...does he have a screwed sense of modesty coz of us, his 4 larger-than-life elder sisters, not forgetting mama?...

gegel continues to annoy me with her rendition of my previous idiotic (i won't admit to that, i'm just quoting the annoying someone) words and actions...the result: i hit jaja...why, u ask?...well, she's nearer...she can always hit gegel if she feels that my action is unfair (darling, the world is never fair, wake up and smell the air pollution)...

jaja continues (on the continuation theme) to nag like a second mama...coz of that, i don't miss mama's nagging...

mama called, a lifetime ago, to ask whether all of us had dinner or not and hung-up before commenting on how i starved my sibs (they screamed to the phone, claiming that, but mama just cheerfully claimed 'i just called to ask about dinner!' repeatedly, not really listening)...the moral of the story: mama just want to ask, not listen...

some random lady ask for 2 dollars from me when i was on the way to the exam room...no, she's not a homeless, since she lives in my apartment building...and no, i don't sympathize, not because i ran my limit of sympathy-of-the-day, more because the request was so random, i was in a rush and she didn't even say why she needed the 2 dollars...the lesson learned: please state your reason for asking when you want something from a random stranger or make pitiful face...people will be more likely to give something if u do so...in my case, i'm just a bitch early in the morning (and in the afternoon and night)...

-the end-

crazy disgusting thing i do

well, there are actually lots and lots of them...but today, i'll keep my dignity, whatever left of it anyway, and tell u one particular habit that is never broken...so far...i am damn lazy...practically everyone who knows me well know this bit...but the extraordinary thing that comes out of this fact is the fact that when i get too lazy to take an evening shower (yes i do frequently take a minimum of 2 showers daily, morning and evening ones, non-laziness permitted), i will not change from my dirty day clothes and dutifully sleep on the floor for the night...

the reason: i am dirty, my clothes are dirty, new clothes mean spreading dirtiness and therefore keep on wearing the clothes i am already wearing...the goes to sleeping on the floor...it means my bed will be kept pristine clean...i can bet u $1000 that there must be at least another person in this world who does this...i am not the only one, so i don't feel isolated and i feel very justified...take that!!!!....the end...

dancing la la la

i've been dancing to black eyed peas - meet me halfway and chipmunk feat. dayo olatunji - oopsy daisy...can u meet me halfway...can u meet me halfway...can u meet me halfwayyyyy????...oopsy daisy, i hurt u again, crushed ur heart at the palm of ur hand...oopsy daisy...

when a human being is bored even though one got like a million of important things to do, say, like homework and such, what does one do?....yes, anything else other than these important works, like surfing youtube and watching a bunch of cats playing with rabbits...in my case, just a moment ago, i read some blogs...not mine, mind you, i'm not THAT narcissistic...okay, a tad...a slight TAD!...anyway, from one of these blogs, i saw this 'how much is your website worth?'...any my blog result is: bang the drums please....drudrudrummmmm....yes!...a whopping $23, 053.48!!!!....furthermore, apparently i am online (aka blogging) since 31 July 2000 and most of my dear readers are from the land of Uncle Sam!!!!...

ARE U SHITTING ME?

$23, 053.48???...2000???....US????...IN MY DREAMS!!!....my blog will NEVER ever worth that much!...after all, this is just a measly blog, not youtube or something like that!!!...2000?...i started blogging a year ago!...not that i have a memory of an elephant, but please, at least do believe me when i say that i still managed to remember when i start crapping all over the net...america???...hahahaha...that's so absurd, it's like i'm making a statement that i pass my stupid driving test a few months ago (u know damn well i failed spectacularly)...tsk tsk tsk...the things we find online...

rules for little girls

i've seen some unimaginable horror in my not-so-considerable-but-still-long-enough lifetime...i've done some of them, i'm sorry to say, and will probably do it again in the future....but there are some rules that ALL girls must adhere to...i mean ALL girls....i'm talking about fashion faux-pas...with exception of marilyn manson, lady gaga, bjork, aliens and pampered hollywood poodles, ALL girls must follow these fashion guideline...this guide is so basic, i'm not telling you how to dress, just how not to dress horribly that you look like you are from outer space or you had 7 gallons of tequila before you dress this morning...the rules are:

always stick to 3 colours at one time...more than 3 colours are permitted on certain occasions but that is another story all together...

never wear too much print eg leopard, jungle, tiger, stripes, flowers...this means no matching pantsuit, all made from red and white polka dots...that was never accepted in the 80's and will never be accepted now...accept that...the only acceptable occasions for full print from top to bottom are summer dresses or any dresses (usually flowers or some geometric designs) or masquerade or some sort...

never ever ever wear matching colours from top to bottom...like all read from your top, to your skirt, to your bags and shoes...you will look like a walking red colour palette...again, this is only permitted for some who can carry the look....

wear minimal jewelry...wear either bangles or bracelet or necklace or earrings or ring at one time...2 is acceptable, depending on the size of each accessory and other accessories such as brooches, bags, shoes and shawls...remember, less is more...

make-up...this is a sensitive subject...too much of it may project the poopie-the-clown look...focus on one aspect of your face, say your eyes or your lips and go all out at that section...heavy make-up is for night time while light or natural make-up is for daytime...never put too much blusher on your cheeks and always put some blusher on your forehead, nose and around your mouth to even out the pinkness of your blusher...if you want to make your eyes look bigger, use eyeliner, but, remember to practice wearing it first!...always always put on moisturizer and foundation before putting on make up and clean your face thoroughly with milk base facial cleanser before you go to sleep...this subject is a topic by itself, so let's leave it at that...

and lastly and most essential: be confident!...it's all the way you carry your look that carries the day, not the clothes...remember: it's you who make the clothes, not the other way round...if you are confident, no matter how crazy you dress, you will always look acceptable and unique...

if you follow these basic rules, you can never go wrong, or at least look wrong!...if not, c'est la vie!...wear whatever you want and make merry!...it's your life, after it's all over and done with ;-P

congratulations!

after the not-a-ranting-post below, let's move on to congratulations-post!...congrats to fellow friends:

fellow doctors, u know who u are,

millions of congratulations!

all your hard work, sweat, blood and tears are paid off!...be the best doctors ever, i'll be seeing u guys for free treatment *wink wink*....i love ur dark pink robes and ur grad dresses and suits!...u guys looked beautiful today!