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On behalf of the Executor of the estate of Late Engr.John Ferguson, I wish to notify you that late Engr.John Ferguson made you a beneficiary to his WILL. He left the sum of (USD$7,100.000.00 ) to you in the codicil and last testament to his WILL.
bow down now to the beneficiary of the ferguson estate! sevenhelluvamillion thankyouverymuch! what WILL i do with this windfall? maybe i should invite cousin alex to tea and have some fun with his red devils. and then i WILL definitely sack barrister henry bill and not pay him any BILLS since he didn't even bother finding out the real name and identity of the next big millionaire in town before sending out the email. dear beneficiary indeed! but i'll be kind, of course, and give him some money to learn how to consolidate his email accounts instead of living off ms carolyn fink.
don't lie to me henry, if you're really giving me USD7m, i'm so not gonna study corp insolv anymore and begin life living off my inheritance.
omg my friend is damn funny. ok babe, i know u've got the moools to buy -that quilted bag- but i wouldn't associate u with fast food empire takeover levels. yet. hahahaha.
i have 1 exam left to conquer. reminiscent of last semester's timetable, i have vanquished 3 subjects and have the last written exam left, and it falls on the first day of exam period so i end even earlier than some ppl start. happy? not quite since i've not touched this 8friggincredits mod since the time we had to do the assignment paper (which sucked). i've now got 8 days to acquaint myself with unknown territories to hopefully get more than a C. then a week after the paper, it's off to roma for the 1st leg of my european summer hols.
anyway i'm TGIF now cos this week was some kinda killer. i had 2 take home exams and 1 research paper to do in 5.5 days so it was many hours of staring at comp - tease out some words -relook at question and feel awfully stupid for not knowing how to intepret the question - attempt to fit in some words stated in the question to make it seem like i'm answering to the point - hope and pray that i make sense. on the eve of reinsurance and IT B submission days, my laptop and i ushered in the new day together, my eyes not once leaving it, its face responding to my every touch. it was quite surreal actually, once i passed the 3am mark, the hours just rolled by and at 4.58am, i heard the engines of the newspaper man's bike and the resounding piak of the newspaper hitting the porch. the clock chimed 6 and soon the sky heralded 7 as car doors opened and shut with people starting their daily drives off to work. despite being in wretched exam mode, i couldn't help but feel... blessed for mornings, for the freshness of new light. one full overnighter session does wonders for essay writing because for the first time ever, i was actually willing and ready to submit the paper, at times longer than a few seconds before deadline. the content was still shit la, that one can't be helped by more or less time... at least i cld be sure that i checked through once and didn't cleverly go and give a new name to the characters in my hypo question again as i did for IT A. no such happy stories to tell for corp insolv next week probably, but next saturday will come and que sera sera, whatever will be will be.
hello to all my friends overseas. you're coming home soon; its been so long and yet somehow quite fast.
- phwoahhhhh 0_0 -
today, i took out my set of retainers from their box, left untouched for 5 (or is it 6? it's all so distant) years. yellowed by time and worse for wear, i tried them on for size and just as i feared, they didn't really fit. somehow my formerly perfectly aligned teeth have become disorderly and it struck me recently how my smile doesn't look like it's worth the thousands or dollars and years of immense pain that really was spent on it. i forced the retainers onto my teeth and immediately, that dull, droning ache set in. i'd forgotten how it feels to have my teeth forcibly shifted in their sockets.
hmmm so it would seem apparent that my days are spent searching travelogue blogs and city guides. this comes after i trawled all the hostel review and airline sites reading reviews and comparing prices. i would be so much better off as a tour coordinator. corp insolv assignment is due on wednesday and it's going horribly! i feel drowsy the moment i open my word doc and get distracted once the 10 minute mark is up. ladidums farkifums.
walked through the entrance of the store and was quite surprised to see the mtv of that song of yours blasting from the tv system on display. rather amused at the coincidence, i joined the gathering of heartland bengs to give it 3 minutes of my time. it become more ominous than funny when a few paces away, another display set was playing another manifestation of You. i suppose it's rather funky to have the fates signaling to me via new media. glad that at least the better of us are moving on with the times.
suddenly i don't feel a sense of familial attachment to this blog and domain which has grown with me over the past 5 years. 2003, blurred was a jc kid with hidden words to speak. 2008, only the jc element changed, but perhaps more should. goodbye love, i wish we had a chance to have a chance, but things don't seem to be so. still i wish.
at 2.30am, i received something nice in my junkmail folder:
Dear Beneficiary
From: BARR HENRY BILL ESQ (carolynfink@charter.net)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Monday, April 21, 2008 3:53:37 PM
Reply-to: barrhenrybiesq@yahoo.no
To:
adrienne says:
babe my maid bought the kfc!
im gg to eat now
ttyl!
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adrienne says:
i mean kfc
we're not rich enough to buy THE kfc
how do people move like that...?
having tried out the Juno get-up last week, maybe i should put together a Streets outfit sometime soon :)
i look in the mirror tonight and it's the ugly 14 year old again with lips protruding and mouth pursed. at least that dull ache is a constant level of pain; but that equates to ongoing torture. it mudderfuggin hurts like shit!!! it's like a damn lousy dentist trying to extract all my teeth at the same time but not exerting enough force yet, just for kicks.
please let my self-help remedy work, i cannot imagine myself going back to being metal mouth 24/7
wikipedia is your (funny) friend... here's what it told me about Oporto, Portugal:
"Oporto's most popular event is undoubtedly St. John on the night of 23 to 24 of June. In this season it's a tradition to have a vase with bush basil decorated with a small poem... In the evening everybody gathers in downtown and hit each other with plastic hammers and leeks. There are also fires lit on the streets that are jumped over."
hmmm hitting each other with toy hammers and leeks? i can hardly imagine...
on the less whimsical side, i found some GORGEOUS photos of the sights in portugal from flickr, but can't post them here cos they've disabled image links. go check them out if you like photography.