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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Nik's Big Book of Quotes and cliches

Friendships are like peeing on yourself, others can see the stain but only you can feel the heat

Some women have Pre-Menstrual Syndrome,
Some women have Post-Menstrual Syndrome,
But some women have Permanent Menstrual Syndrome.

Objective is a very subjective word.

If the whole world is wrong,
and you are the only one that is right,
Think again.


Today is tomorrow's yesterday,
If you let yesterday disturb today,
Today will disturb tomorrow.

Good movies never stays at the chart,
They stay in your heart.

I hate hopes because it keeps me hoping.

Secretly I was hoping,
That I'll never have to hope again.

If you can't get to the answers.
Let the answers get to you.

Live life before life outlive you.

If you think your life sucks, it does.

Titles are very subjective.

The purpose of life is a life or purpose.

If a guy is treating you like he doesnt' give a shit,
He genuinely doesn't give a shit-No exceptions.

Big Book of Cliche Break-ups Consolation.

If a guy acts like a total jerk, that means he like you.

Here is the problem:
He like you too much.

I am sure he's just lost your number.

He's not asking you out because he's intimidated by you professional success.

He's not asking you out because he's scared of your emotional maturity.

Trust me it's just because he's just getting out of a serius ralationship.

Trust me its because he's never had a serious relationship.

Cliche Break Up Lines.

I don't wanna stand in your way.

You're perfect, its just I have to work on myself.

I'm just thinking of your happiness.

I don't deserve you.

I am so jealous of the guys who gets to marry you.

And the second you hear that(the above), run to the store, get yourself some ribs and ice cream because you have been dumped.

Next Chapter.

If a guy doesn't call me, I would like to reserve the right to call him at every 15 minute intevals until he picks up.

The rule is this:
If a guy doesn't call you, he doesn't wanna call you.

You get back to the office after Happy Hour? What's happy about that?

We're in love assholes; That's what people do when they are in love;
They get married.

Let me guess: He said the only thing happy about this happy hour is you.

If a guy gives your his contact number instead of taking yours,
He's not interested.

If a guy wants to see you, believe me, he will see you.

I once called 55 Lauren Bells until I get the right one.

Don't call him, he doesn't like you.

Oh, the spark thing is a bullshit;
Guys invented the spark,
so they could not call and treat you kind of badly and keep you guessing,
then convince you that the anxiety and fear that just developed naturally was actually just a spark-
And you guys all buy it. You eat it up and you love it.

One, two, three,
That's it, 3 seconds,
Or more its on.

Why do women do this?
Build this stuff in their minds,
take each little thing that a guy does
and then twist it into something else.

If a guy wants to date you, he will make it happen.

There are no rules anymore,
I mean why should you wait till he gets off his ass?

But the real master I have to say its me;
3 husbands, countless boyfriends, and I havent't been caught yet.

I am sorry I don't trust myself.

Compiled from "He's Just Not That Into You, Plato's Reincarnation a.k.a PlatoNik, and others.



Monday, September 7, 2009

Vocab for fart?



ALL of you have been memorizing vocabs so assiduously(duh, I know some SAT words too), so here's a simple test.

What is the exact word to describe the smell of someone's fart?

How many type of fart smells are they and what words are used to describe them?

What is the exact adjective for the sound of people farting?

How many type of sound can fart actually sound like and what are the words used to describe them?


Besides fart and flatulence, what are other words for farting?

What do you call people who farts oftenly?

What do you call people who doesn't fart that often?

Phobia of fart?

Obsess with fart?

Farting in public?



Geez, how many shells per day would you consider often or seldom?
Haha how did this come about? Somehow the word "infarction"-which by the way is in no way related to fart at all- crossed my mind and the word fart just popped up.
I am supposed to do my survey now but I think I am a little more inclined to find for the answers..... Sorry Iswari.. Don't worry, I promise I still will finish the survey tonight..

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

There he goes again......

I stare out at the bared, naked, empty and poor sky of Uniten;
The flare in me is getting dimmer-less intense, lighten;
How many months has it been?5? No, perhaps ten;
What's my initial aspiration here? God, I have forgotten!

Was I searching for answers?
No, I already had those;
Was I thinking of Chicago? Las Vegas or Texas?
No, I already thought of those.

My soul is still searching;
For that something I know is missing-
My soul is still wandering;
Finding for that something.

I found possessions and materiality-
Brand new cell phone,
Set of a great laptop,
Electric gadgets and many cool stuff.
Yet, i lose my most precious part of reality-
Grandma, my pillar, my backbone,
I lost humility, dignity and all that should top,
Now, I am all alone, engulfed.

Temptations get the better of me;
All weekends in Mines or Mid Valley;
Fast foods, cinemas, all day spending money;
I can't resist, so I succumbed to luxury.

Sorry mom I failed my SAT,
Sorry dad I failed my AP,
Sorry ma I failed to bear in mind,
I know now that I'm that spoiled brat,
I promise you I won't be that cocky,
I will leave my old-me behind.

I don't know what I would do-
If I could turn back the time,
But I shall not think about that-
'Cause I know, that, I can't do,
Move ahead now that the clock has chimed,
Change everything that was once bad.

I have faith,
That grey skies will turn bright,
I have faith,
That soon I'll see light,
I have faith,
That my goal is still in sight,
I have faith,
That fire will reignite,
I have faith,
That I can still fight.

Because tonight, I am a new me,
Taiping might be 250 km away from here,
US might be 250000km away from here,
I know where I was, I am and where I will be.

Know that I carry hopes of not CL alone,
But the hopes of all that matters to CL,
Because tonight, CL is not alone,
On the first of Sept, CL has a new CL.

New determination, old inspiration.
More perspiration, less procrastination,
Higher ambition, lower condescension,
Louder proclamation, quieter action.

I closed my eye lids,
Saw a thousand stars of Maxwell Hill,
Opened my eyes and to the old-me I bid-
A thousand farewell and I am healed.




Another lame piece. I don't know what wrong tonight-my horoscope allignment all kelam kabut- emo giler giler... Is emo a contagious thingy?? If it is then I got a good idea where it penetrated me from.... No fact-fact, academic, intelligent piece tonight.... I am not going to be a hypocrite, so I will achieve what I said I will do... See a new me On Sept.2.... (for those who remembered... I still am going to be the nerd nerd thing I said last time... Look forward to it)






If you can't get what I meant..... me neither

Think back of your intention,
Look at these questions,
Ponder and see if you have the solution,
By cracking your head or by intuition.

Gruesome hours of study,
Non-stop academic activity,
Not mere basics nor simplicity,
Now is hard cold facts and theory.

From 8 to 7 everyday,
Such long and tiring day,
You hope it is a Friday,
But sorry dear, today is Monday.

Do you have the audacity?
To go against the normality-
Build you day based on your creativity,
And creep out of this misery.

Life ain't about Physics and Mathematics,
Trust me your biological clock just tick,
With every moment spent on Newton's or arithmetic,
You are bound to get sick.

Trust me dear your life is cheap,
If you don't stop and dig deep,
And listen to that 1 verdict,
That of your heart weeps.

Now cry out loud you insolent fool,
Your life is a damn stool,
Stocked with shit you thought is cool,
Shut that big mouth when you drool.

Now listen to my advice,
You spoiled little novice,
Grab all your electrical device,
Get a life and be wise.

Read as much as your soul demands,
Play as hard as your heart commands,
Get drunk, get caught, get remand,
Let them be contend just for this month.

Fuck you shitty pretenders,
Acting showy, acting classy,
Fuck you shitty little actors,
Wearing Gucci you still a lil' pussy.

Coward and timid little rat,
You impudent little brat,
All you think about is SAT,
And that makes you really sad.

Sorry Dayah for this lame post,
I'll delete it if you want me to,
I ran out of idea to post,
5 min then I'll be back too.