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Friday, April 29, 2011

The Eng.Lit. club fav poem~



Poem of English


Dearest creature in creation,
Study English pronunciation.
I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse.
I will keep you, Suzy, busy,
Make your head with heat grow dizzy.
Tear in eye, your dress will tear.
So shall I! Oh hear my prayer.


Just compare heart, beard, and heard,
Dies and diet, lord and word,
Sword and sward, retain and Britain.
(Mind the latter, how it's written.)
Now I surely will not plague you
With such words as plaque and ague.
But be careful how you speak:
Say break and steak, but bleak and streak;
Cloven, oven, how and low,
Script, receipt, show, poem, and toe.



Hear me say, devoid of trickery,
Daughter, laughter, and Terpsichore,
Typhoid, measles, topsails, aisles,
Exiles, similes, and reviles;
Scholar, vicar, and cigar,
Solar, mica, war and far;
One, anemone, Balmoral,
Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel;
Gertrude, German, wind and mind,
Scene, Melpomene, mankind.



Billet does not rhyme with ballet,
Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet.
Blood and flood are not like food,
Nor is mould like should and would.
Viscous, viscount, load and broad,
Toward, to forward, to reward.
And your pronunciation's OK
When you correctly say croquet,
Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve,
Friend and fiend, alive and live.



Ivy, privy, famous; clamour
And enamour rhyme with hammer.
River, rival, tomb, bomb, comb,
Doll and roll and some and home.
Stranger does not rhyme with anger,
Neither does devour with clangour.
Souls but foul, haunt but aunt,
Font, front, wont, want, grand, and grant,
Shoes, goes, does. Now first say finger,
And then singer, ginger, linger,
Real, zeal, mauve, gauze, gouge and gauge,
Marriage, foliage, mirage, and age.



Query does not rhyme with very,
Nor does fury sound like bury.
Dost, lost, post and doth, cloth, loth.
Job, nob, bosom, transom, oath.
Though the differences seem little,
We say actual but victual.
Refer does not rhyme with deafer.
Foeffer does, and zephyr, heifer.
Mint, pint, senate and sedate;
Dull, bull, and George ate late.
Scenic, Arabic, Pacific,
Science, conscience, scientific.



Liberty, library, heave and heaven,
Rachel, ache, moustache, eleven.
We say hallowed, but allowed,
People, leopard, towed, but vowed.
Mark the differences, moreover,
Between mover, cover, clover;
Leeches, breeches, wise, precise,
Chalice, but police and lice;
Camel, constable, unstable,
Principle, disciple, label.



Petal, panel, and canal,
Wait, surprise, plait, promise, pal.
Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair,
Senator, spectator, mayor.
Tour, but our and succour, four.
Gas, alas, and Arkansas.
Sea, idea, Korea, area,
Psalm, Maria, but malaria.
Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean.
Doctrine, turpentine, marine.



Compare alien with Italian,
Dandelion and battalion.
Sally with ally, yea, ye,
Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, and key.
Say aver, but ever, fever,
Neither, leisure, skein, deceiver.
Heron, granary, canary.
Crevice and device and aerie.



Face, but preface, not efface.
Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.
Large, but target, gin, give, verging,
Ought, out, joust and scour, scourging.
Ear, but earn and wear and tear
Do not rhyme with here but ere.
Seven is right, but so is even,
Hyphen, roughen, nephew Stephen,
Monkey, donkey, Turk and jerk,
Ask, grasp, wasp, and cork and work.



Pronunciation -- think of Psyche!
Is a paling stout and spikey?
Won't it make you lose your wits,
Writing groats and saying grits?
It's a dark abyss or tunnel:
Strewn with stones, stowed, solace, gunwale,
Islington and Isle of Wight,
Housewife, verdict and indict.



Finally, which rhymes with enough --
Though, through, plough, or dough, or cough?
Hiccough has the sound of cup.
My advice is to give up!

*Says who?* - Our beloved Mr. Daniel...heee

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The dream room...


This is where all of Tatiana's treasures will be secure!! yay!


cozy right?


Scrub, scrub, scrub!


* Tatiana's future properties*

Tragedy





This world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel.
-Horace Walpole-

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

awake.

Sometimes, when i'm lying in bed at night. I suddenly start worrying about insignificant things. I've come to realize that life was a rather dull life. Shades of gray, no real intensity of experience, no passion. In retrospect, the more I think of it as strange, the more it chains me down.

Thank you Irina~

You really are good at soothing me.
You say the things that make everything seems better...
The most important is..
You make our so-called bus ride more interesting..hahahahha




  BLUE stand for IRINA.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Idiot.


Love really begins when you realize you're a total idiot. nuff said! 

Drift.


It just like one of those days when concentration is hard to maintain and sleep seems so much more enticing. Eventually, I shut my books and sleep......

exam.

I am not gonna say i'm not ready!
I read a lot! (but is it enough?)
Errr...I wont doubt my capability in answering the good- 4 -nothing questions tomorrow.

*half an hour later*

hahahaha! OMG! I can't stop laughing.
I don't know what's getting over me but I can't stop laughing!!!!!!!

I think something inside my brain just snap...kuaaaaa!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

arrogant?



Is someone in power getting a bit too self-important? Don't let the arrogance of someone like this get under your skin -- you'll end up frustrated, and the egomaniac will remain blissfully ignorant of how annoying he or she is. If you can see this person's behavior as amusing, you'll be able to create a day with periods of comic relief, rather than exasperating encounters. People who feel powerless to make themselves happy often use arrogance as a shield. Learn from that.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

a friend for a change...

I have loads of credit in my cell.
But I don't know who to call.
I have to sit for exam the day after tomorrow...
But I don't feel like reading any books that relates to study.
It is pretty lonely to sit here all alone
watching the colourful lamp in the dim light room..

But I don't feel like going out..
I think i better just give her a call... 

*An hour later*

We agreed to meet up...
We talked about things....
It is nice to have someone like her to be with...
Glad that we are friends.

Plain White T's: Let Me Take You There


I know a place that we can go to
A place where no one knows you
They won't know who we are

I know a place that we can run to
And do those things we want to
They won't know who we are

Let me take you there
I wanna take you there

I know a place that we've forgotten
A place where we won't get caught in
They won't know who we are

(They won't know, won't know)

I know a place where we can hide out
And turn our hearts inside out
They won't know who we are

Let me take you there
I wanna take you there
Let me take you there
Take you there, take you there

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I know a place we'll be together
And stay this young forever
They won't know who we are

Let me take you there
I wanna take you there
Let me take you there
Take you there, take you there

Ooh

We can get away to a better place
If you let me take you there
We can go there now 'cause every second counts
Girl just let me take you there, take you there


                                                                                               

Friday, April 22, 2011

huh?really?!


Idaho Crazy Law

Riding a merry-go-round on Sundays is considered a crime.

Illegal for a man to give his sweetheart a box of candy weighing less than fifty pounds. 

You may not fish on a camel's back.

Boise


Residents may not fish from a giraffe's back.

Pocatello


A person may not be seen in public without a smile on their face.



A law passed in 1912 provided that "The carrying of concealed weapons is forbidden, unless some are exhibited to public view." 





Thursday, April 21, 2011

sisters.


A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.

- Sheelagh Lennon -


P/S- Thank you Nera coz sending me this beautiful poem.
       Love you...



flunk your final exam with style~



If you're going to go down, go down with style. Failing your final exam can actually be an amusing experience, depending on what you make of it. Here are some suggestions...



  • Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the instructor's left nostril.
  • Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, "I'm SOOO sure you can hear me thinking." Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.
  • Bring cheerleaders.
  • Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About five minutes into it, loudly say to the instructor, "I don't understand ANY of this. I've been to every lecture all semester long! What's the deal? And who the hell are you? Where's the regular guy?"
  • Bring a Game Boy (or Game Gear, etc...). Play with the volume at max level.
  • On the answer sheet (book, whatever) find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs. Be creative.
  • Bring pets.
  • Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor, say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off.
  • Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "SELAMAT HARI RAYA!." If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes.
  • Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.
  • Come into the exam wearing a pair of birkenstocks, and nothing else.
  • Come down with a BAD case of Tourette's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible.
  • Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up! For math/science exams, try using Roman numerals.
  • Bring things to throw at the instructor when s/he's not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.
  • As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.
  • Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video during the exam. Try to get the instructor to let them stay, be persuasive. Tell the instructor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay.
  • Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.
  • Turn in the exam approximately 30 minutes into it. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.
  • Do the entire exam as if it was multiple choice and true/false. If it is a multiple choice exam, spell out
    interesting things (DCCAB, BABE, etc..).
  • Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.
  • Get the exam. Twenty minutes into it, throw your papers down violently, scream out "Screw this!" and walk out triumphantly.
  • Arrange a protest before the exam starts (i.e. Threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone's done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink).
  • Show up completely drunk. (Completely drunk means at some point during the exam, you start to hold your mouth and make "I'm about to bring something up" sounds.).
  • Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why, tell him/her in a very derogatory tone, "the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper. DUH!"
  • Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.
  • Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 minutes, put on a white mask and start yelling "I'm here, the phantom of the opera" until they drag you away.
  • Go to an exam for a class you have no clue about, where you know the class is very small, and the instructor would recognize you if you belonged. Claim that you have been to every lecture. Fight for your right to take the exam.
  • Upon receiving the exam, look it over, while laughing loudly, say "you don't really expect me to waste my time on this drivel? Days of our Lives is on!!!"
  • Bring a water pistol with you. Nuff said.
  • From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to Jeopardy. Ignore the instructor's requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the song *Gerimis Mengundang*
  • Start a brawl in the middle of the exam.
  • If the exam is math/science related, make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations.
  • Come in wearing a full knight's outfit, complete with sword and shield.
  • Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.

Errrr...



"I'm worried that I'm losing my wife's love," the husband told the counselor.
"Has she started to neglect you?"
"Not at all," the dejected man replied. "She meets me at the door with a cold drink and a warm kiss. My shirts are always ironed, she's a great cook, the house is always neat, she keeps the kids out of my hair. She lets me choose the television shows we watch and she never objects to sex or says she has a headache."
"So what's the problem?"
"Maybe I'm just being too sensitive," the husband ventured, "but at night, when she thinks I'm sleeping, she puts her lips close to my ear and whispers, 'Die! You son of a bitch, die!'"

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

It's not enough.


When we converse, it’s just surface stuff;
We say some words, but is it enough?
We get along; we rarely fight,
But where is the spark, the joy, the delight?
We’re settled into the same routine;
Sometimes I’d like to flee this scene.
Everything’s easy; we don’t have it rough,
But sometimes I wonder: Is it enough?


Is it enough?, by Joanna Fuchs

The crave..

I need my sweet!



BUT they wont let me have one...*pout*


NOW i'm stress....*sulk*

The truth

We don’t ask why. We know there is a reason and look forward to it being revealed.

My space


As far as I am concerned, freedom and privacy are pretty much the same thing -- and absolutely necessary for my peace of mind. I would put off returning phone calls and emails or following up on social obligations; not only will these tasks make me cranky, but I'm also won't be able to devote my full attention to them. Right now, I want to make the boundaries of my personal territory very clear -- and woe to anyone who enters without an invitation. *wacha!*

Monday, April 18, 2011

Coulrophobia.


Why god?
1997.
7 years old.

They are so bright, colourful and cheery. The actions are big, clumsy and awkward. Why is everyone laughing? It is not funny at all! His muzzle is red, his nose is round and large too, his eyes are covered with white making him have those wide-eyed expression and his clothes is the worst. Who made it for him? It is a disaster and every tailor’s nightmare. They are not colour coordinated or matched. I don’t want to be here in this big tent. Well, to say that I am not enjoying watching the ringleader called the shot just now with the tigers is a lie because it was so cool! But now watching these fools bumbling, stumbling and slapstick each other make me want to run far away from this place. Why don’t they leave the poor bear alone? Why must they chain the brown bear? I shouldn’t have come along. I should have stayed at home with my Tok. Watching the creature that every night at 7.30 PM in the drama series ‘IT’ killing the children is taking a few steps closer to our seats make me panic and my heart pounded in my chest, but catching my breath seems impossible. What if he kills me too?  I start to cry and wailing. I see how furious my mom with me when everyone starts to look at us. The situation is getting worse now because the clowns are coming straight to me. Why must Walid bought us a front row tickets. I am sobbing and my tears starting to clouds my vision. I find that I am being drag by an assured grip toward the stage. I am so scared to move. He is going to kill me now. Suddenly, he let go of my hand and make me face the crowd and I see Walid and my sister is waving at me. I don’t know what came into me but I found that my feet are suddenly so light and I run. Gladly, to the opposites because I think the bear would understand me. He looks pretty sad too when the hideous clowns pokes him. I hear my mom screams my name and I know I had to get to my safe place fast. I can’t let those killer catches me.

2007.
17 years old.

I could not concentrate on my work now. My eyes will always wants to check whether the stupid clown is being neared enough from my working booth. Why must they always have to invites a clown to an event like this? Here I am panting and sweating because they thought clowns can entertain the crowd. This is not fair because I need to get as many as customer there is to visit my booth. Now with that buffoon clown with his ludicrous antics roaming around the mall makes me feels suffocated. I remembered what happened when Walid brought me to the ‘Royal London Circus’ when I was seven and I am almost being smacked down by a bear because of the stupid clown. Thank God the ring leader was there to save me. I just knew that the job as a ring leader is an awesome job, except for the facts that they have to work along with those creepy clowns.  I hates clown. I fear them. Up until now I still think they are going to hurt me. They will slash my skin and called it a prank. They will humiliate me in front of the public with their tricks and called it a joke. Why the society still let these cruel being exists? Don’t they know clowns are dangerous? Don’t they watch IT? The clown that kills people.
I need to get out from this place before it notices me. “You look pale” asked Nadia my co-worker. “Err I need to get some fresh air. I’ll be back in 5 minutes.” I quickly make my way and had to try two times before managed to grasp the round doorknob because of this sweaty palms. I guess today is not my lucky day when I stares at the vast gloomy sky of Langkawi.



I have what do people called it as Coulrophobia. It is an abnormal, irrational fear of clowns. I had this fear of mine since forever and i pants and sweats when there's one running loose. I will start to have nightmares the following night every time I have seen one. Clown just gives me the creeps. I just hates clown. I had really ran hysterically to the brown bear because I thought it was the safest thing to do. When I was seven and innocent, bear is most likely safer than a clown. Still think so. Clown is not safe. PERIOD.*

When it hurts



Let me be your voice.
I know when you try to speak to tell them to stop 
 no sound seems to comes out
Because the words you want are out of reach
although it just within your grasp.


When your heart wears thin
I will hold you up 
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I’ll be right beside you
I will stay
Nobody will break you.


Tears are spent
on your last pretence
your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defence
Trust in me
don’t pull away
Just trust in me

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Fun...



When you're having fun, everything is painless, including sacrifice. So be careful if someone approaches you in the midst of your mirth to make you an offer you can't refuse: You can refuse, and you should refuse. You're too smart to fall for any of their smooth talk, but you may still get quite a kick out of their song and dance routine. Poke holes in their pitch and watch them deflate. Being smarter than everyone else can be quite fun, no?

A runner?


The day was hectic...
My gals and I was the Runner for the Career Expo UPM 2011. Well, we didn't do much except helping those exhibitors that was so picky and think highly of themselves (most of them.) Just because my friends and I are not the final year students, they don't give us much consideration and downright rejected us.Duhhhhhhh...
What a pain in da ass...
WE WILL BE A FINAL STUDENT TOO...(soon) Why are you being picky here?!
Besides, i don't see you are that good with your etiquettes ...
-You munched food while talking to a customer.
- You turned your back on me when I (your customer) was TALKING.
ermmmm what else.... YOU SAID " nope we are not offering any positions for the Language students at the moment" while looking at me with your eyes saying...."You are nothing".
BITCH.
But...there are some of the companies that was okay...and I took the personality test.
The results.
*Katya - Creators.
*Lena- persuaders ( roll eyes)
* Irina - I wish I know (she does not interested in taking one)
* Me- Caregivers...( they said it suits me just fine)


Caregivers 
Listening and understanding are some of your virtues.
You like working with people as it gives you great satisfaction.
You are active, attentive and forgiving when it comes to handling people's problems.
You love to mingle with people and easily connect with them.


Friday, April 15, 2011

Colour~















My new favourite MV..by 2pm...COLOUR.

Well, you guys sure know how much I really adore colours...*obviously*
And this mv is super colourful...the song is not bad too! kinda funkie. i can't help being in a colour trance and moved the body...



Enjoy..*wink*

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Wut da?! Huh?






Connecticut Crazy Law

You can be stopped by the police for biking over 65 miles per hour.

In order for a pickle to officially be considered a pickle, it must bounce.

The marriage of imbeciles and feeble-minded persons is prohibited. (Repealed)

It is illegal to discharge a firearm from a public highway.

No one may use a white cane, unless they are blind.


Devon

It is unlawful to walk backwards after sunset.


Guilford

Only white Christmas lights are allowed for display.


Hartford

You aren't allowed to cross a street while walking on your hands.
You may not educate dogs.
 It is illegal for a man to kiss his wife on Sunday.


New Britain

It is illegal for fire trucks to exceed 25mph, even when going to a fire.


Southington

Silly string is banned.


Waterbury

It is illegal for any beautician to hum, whistle, or sing while working on a customer. 

be happy~


















My bff sent me these 2 pics....
Sometimes we just need to let go.
There is nothing we can change about the past...you just need to keep moving forward.                 I love you Tiny.

Let's play game.

If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would your first thought be?


When it comes to my weight.

  “Do you think I’m fat?’


Ok, you might think this question is random, but it is extremely important to me.  I am very sensitive about my extra fatty!


The guy just went: “uhh… how much do you weight?”

OMG!! Never ever ask this!!! No numbers are needed ever, especially weight, it’s just as bad as asking for your age!

“55 Kg!” 

I weights like 60 Kgs, but hey! You are allowed to lie about your weight!

“Oh, you are 2 Kg's heavier than I am!”

…what can I say, Poor me?

I think you all knew what happened next; I never returned his call ever again!!

Well, The guy deserve it though…