tagged by mr zamzam alakazam
Rule:
Go to Google and search the phrase.
Please include the double quotation marks “...”
Tag friends. Please use your REAL 1st name.
Use the first thing that comes up that makes sense.
Q: Type in “[your name] needs” in the Google search: “Raymond needs”
A: "Raymond needs you." aww
Q: Type in “[your name] looks like” in Google search: “Raymond looks like”
A: "Raymond looks like the man I ran over; he is muscular and blond." i am neither
Q: Type in “[your name] says” in Google search: “Raymond says”
A: "Eric Raymond says he's just about had it with Microsoft - The INQUIRER." you said it
Q: Type in “[your name] wants” in Google search: “Raymond wants”
A: "Raymond Wants A Juliet - Nairaland" damn straight!
Q: Type in “[your name] does” in Google search: “Raymond does”
A: "Raymond does the zaza" wats a zaza??!!
Q: Type in “[your name] hates” in Google search: “Raymond hates”
A: "Raymond hates the sea and aeroplanes." impossible, i love both of them
Q: Type in “[your name] asks” in Google search: “Raymond asks”
A: "Raymond asks locals to march for education" yeah, thats more like it!
Q: Type in “[your name] goes” in Google search: “Raymond goes”
A: "Raymond goes back to basics" as always
Q: Type in “[your name] likes ” in Google search: “Raymond likes”
A: "Raymond Likes A Plump Wife" he** nooooo!!!
Q: Type in “[your name] eats ” in Google search: “Raymond eats”
A: "Raymond eats shit on his skate!" err, doesn't sound very appealing..euwww
Q: Type in “[your name] wears ” in Google search: “Raymond wears”
A: "Raymond wears a hawaiian shirt and baseball cap and pretends to be Magnum, PI" yeaa!
Q: Type in “[your name] was arrested for” in Google Search: “Raymond was arrested for”
A: "Raymond was arrested for unlawful possession of alcohol and facilitating an underage drug/alcohol house party." yeax222!!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Code Geass R2
right now, my no 1 ranked anime show in my watch-list (followed by Macross Frontier and Bleach). jus like the first season with its over-the-top twists and turns, the current second season (called R2) doesn't dissappoint, in this hardcore geass fan's opinion.
halfway thru, and we've already seen some pretty startling revealations unveiled so we can only expect more. what i really like about this show is how ambiguous they make Lelouch's motivation, actions & reactions; from the start we already knew how far he was willing to go, but to do all sorts of dastardly tricks, escapes & counterstrikes is awesome. this is one show where in nearly episode i'd go "wow" or "whoah, cool!".
Sunrise had definitely pulled out all the stops in making the action and especially the combat scenes between Knightmares awesome. even tho macross f's got some cool vf's innem, but they dont act, i dunno, 'real' enuf? compared to say the vf's in macross plus (my all time fav macross dogfight show).
plus, geass op's are always awesome to watch (loved all the ops!).
here's the R2 Op2 link & see wat you're missing!
jokes i dug up...
The Big Debate
Back ten centuries ago, the Pope decided that all the Muslims had to leave Jerusalem. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Muslim community. So the Pope made a deal. He would have a religious debate with a member of the Muslim community. If the Muslim won the debate, all the Muslims could stay. If the Pope won, all the Muslims would have to leave.
The Muslims realised that they had no choice. They looked around for a champion who could defend their faith, but no one wanted to volunteer. It was too risky. But they finally picked their representative, an old Mullah who unknowingly agreed without knowing what he was getting himself into. He agreed only on the condition that neither side be allowed to talk but communicate by miming. The pope agreed.
The day of the great debate came. The Mullah and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute before the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. The Mullah looked back at him and raised his middle finger.. The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head. Mullah Nasruddin pointed to the ground and stamped his foot.
The Pope pulled out a wafer and a glass of wine. Mullah pulled out an apple. The Pope stood up and said, 'I give up. This man is too good. The Muslims can stay.'
An hour later, the cardials were all around the Pope asking him what happened. The Pope said: "First I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to both our religions. Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us. He responded by pointing to the ground and stamping on it, showing that God was also right here with us. I pulled out the wine and the wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins. He pulled out an apple, reminding me of the
first sin. He had an answer for everything. What could I do?"
Meanwhile, the Muslim community had crowded around the Mullah in total astonishmen. "What happened?" they asked. "Well,"said the Mullah, "First he said to me that we Muslims had three days to leave Jerusalem. I told him up yours. Then he told me that this whole city would be cleared of Muslims. I said none of us leaving this land!" "And then?" asked a woman.
"He took out his lunch and I took out mine," said the Mullah.
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A worker for the US Postal Service whose job it was to process all mail that had illegible addresses. One day a letter came to his desk, addressed in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought, "Oh boy, better open this one and see what it's all about."
So he opened it and read: "Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had 100 dollars in it which was all the money I had until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Easter, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me?"
The postal worker was touched, and went around showing the letter to all the others. Each of them dug into his wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected 96 dollars, which they put into an envelope and sent over to her.
The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of the nice thing they had done.
Easter came and went, and a few days later came another letter from the old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.
It read: "Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your generosity, I was able to fix a lovely dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the way, there was 4 dollars missing. I think it must have been those thieving bastards at the Post Office."
Back ten centuries ago, the Pope decided that all the Muslims had to leave Jerusalem. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Muslim community. So the Pope made a deal. He would have a religious debate with a member of the Muslim community. If the Muslim won the debate, all the Muslims could stay. If the Pope won, all the Muslims would have to leave.
The Muslims realised that they had no choice. They looked around for a champion who could defend their faith, but no one wanted to volunteer. It was too risky. But they finally picked their representative, an old Mullah who unknowingly agreed without knowing what he was getting himself into. He agreed only on the condition that neither side be allowed to talk but communicate by miming. The pope agreed.
The day of the great debate came. The Mullah and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute before the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. The Mullah looked back at him and raised his middle finger.. The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head. Mullah Nasruddin pointed to the ground and stamped his foot.
The Pope pulled out a wafer and a glass of wine. Mullah pulled out an apple. The Pope stood up and said, 'I give up. This man is too good. The Muslims can stay.'
An hour later, the cardials were all around the Pope asking him what happened. The Pope said: "First I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to both our religions. Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us. He responded by pointing to the ground and stamping on it, showing that God was also right here with us. I pulled out the wine and the wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins. He pulled out an apple, reminding me of the
first sin. He had an answer for everything. What could I do?"
Meanwhile, the Muslim community had crowded around the Mullah in total astonishmen. "What happened?" they asked. "Well,"said the Mullah, "First he said to me that we Muslims had three days to leave Jerusalem. I told him up yours. Then he told me that this whole city would be cleared of Muslims. I said none of us leaving this land!" "And then?" asked a woman.
"He took out his lunch and I took out mine," said the Mullah.
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A worker for the US Postal Service whose job it was to process all mail that had illegible addresses. One day a letter came to his desk, addressed in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought, "Oh boy, better open this one and see what it's all about."
So he opened it and read: "Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had 100 dollars in it which was all the money I had until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Easter, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me?"
The postal worker was touched, and went around showing the letter to all the others. Each of them dug into his wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected 96 dollars, which they put into an envelope and sent over to her.
The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of the nice thing they had done.
Easter came and went, and a few days later came another letter from the old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.
It read: "Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your generosity, I was able to fix a lovely dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the way, there was 4 dollars missing. I think it must have been those thieving bastards at the Post Office."
Monday, July 14, 2008
weekend update
attended Izrin & Marcus' wedding at Le Meridien hotel klsentral on saturday evening. anticipated a swanky affair so i wore d whole shebang (jacket, tie & short). met some 'ol college mates, nad & zul. byk jugak hot babes there, but then again it is izrin d life of d party gal, so its to be expected she knows alotta hot fashionistas, wee!
accidentally bumped into pedd there as well, didnt know she knew nad @ one of the bridesmaids. btw, pedd wanted to say hi to all d sii folks..
on sunday wanted to ask someone out tp dia byk songeh so tak jadi. after tht got message from em's saying i could meet her up at d curve @ 300pm to collect my long awaited (2 months) brand new, shiny reusable chopstix courtesy of d'jungle people FOC!
wow, thx em i love it!
turns out it was changed slightly to lunch around 145-ish. when i go thr decided to call Orphine, my elder sis about the cash exchange to rupiah for d upcoming trip to Bali this friday. after songeh byk songeh, decide to jus teet-teet (fyi in out family tht means ATM - Automated teller machine) d money to sister's acct & let her handle it bcos apparently in kk, conversion rate much higher than here.
nyway met em, went to a viet restaurant, borak punya borak smp sambung at kfc tesco pastu i decide to head back. tried em's suggestion which was to catch a cab at d entrance of curve but after half an hour still no luck. i tried d taxi stand flers & they wanted to charge me 20 bucks to KJ lrt station without d meter. wtf!! so i tell 'em to take a hike...
in d mean time there's this arab-looking mum & daughter whom i find out are heading to the same direction. i ask if we could ride together to save cost & she finally hails down 1 dude who's willing to take all three of us, with d meter running to our destination, halleluyah prayers answered (or so i thought)..
not 2 minutes into the ride, where d taxi's jus begun to leave ikea heading to highway, that idiotic woman opens her trap & tells d driver that another taxi dude tell her that under no circumstances should she pay more than 10 bucks to a taxi.
straightaway our fren has second thoughts & tells d three of us to exit d taxi & find some other ride in spite of all my attempts to smoothen feathers & dat *^%&$ woman going on & on.
so wat to do, i told them to try their luck then & there, while i walked all the way to 1U old wing to watch a taxi there. phew!
wat else la, mmg bengang giler on d walk back, bodo punya pempuan...grr
so yes, i had an interesting weekend dont u think?
lt8rs folks
accidentally bumped into pedd there as well, didnt know she knew nad @ one of the bridesmaids. btw, pedd wanted to say hi to all d sii folks..
on sunday wanted to ask someone out tp dia byk songeh so tak jadi. after tht got message from em's saying i could meet her up at d curve @ 300pm to collect my long awaited (2 months) brand new, shiny reusable chopstix courtesy of d'jungle people FOC!
wow, thx em i love it!
turns out it was changed slightly to lunch around 145-ish. when i go thr decided to call Orphine, my elder sis about the cash exchange to rupiah for d upcoming trip to Bali this friday. after songeh byk songeh, decide to jus teet-teet (fyi in out family tht means ATM - Automated teller machine) d money to sister's acct & let her handle it bcos apparently in kk, conversion rate much higher than here.
nyway met em, went to a viet restaurant, borak punya borak smp sambung at kfc tesco pastu i decide to head back. tried em's suggestion which was to catch a cab at d entrance of curve but after half an hour still no luck. i tried d taxi stand flers & they wanted to charge me 20 bucks to KJ lrt station without d meter. wtf!! so i tell 'em to take a hike...
in d mean time there's this arab-looking mum & daughter whom i find out are heading to the same direction. i ask if we could ride together to save cost & she finally hails down 1 dude who's willing to take all three of us, with d meter running to our destination, halleluyah prayers answered (or so i thought)..
not 2 minutes into the ride, where d taxi's jus begun to leave ikea heading to highway, that idiotic woman opens her trap & tells d driver that another taxi dude tell her that under no circumstances should she pay more than 10 bucks to a taxi.
straightaway our fren has second thoughts & tells d three of us to exit d taxi & find some other ride in spite of all my attempts to smoothen feathers & dat *^%&$ woman going on & on.
so wat to do, i told them to try their luck then & there, while i walked all the way to 1U old wing to watch a taxi there. phew!
wat else la, mmg bengang giler on d walk back, bodo punya pempuan...grr
so yes, i had an interesting weekend dont u think?
lt8rs folks
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
sy smp lewat kerna u43 lambat...
1st trip bas rapidkl U43 (yg servis laluan bandar utama-cyberjaya) ari ni dtg lambattt sgt, 750. biasanya dr station kelana jaya 1st smp around 645, 2nd around 715 ...entah la, drebar kerek brangkali (korek ke pengunaan ayat tue, guru2 sayer?)...
dh lama drebar tu x wah hal camni utk kitorang yg amik bas 1st trip...ada sesetgh penumpang nyer (in particular sesetgh dr opis sii-netlinx) anggap yg drebar ni men dadu; ada ari dia kata ngan member dier..."ari ni camner plak, nk smp ontime ke x nk...aksi efek gelek gelek dadu...hmm ok, arini aku xmau ontime, (sambil klakar jahat) whahahaha..." sbb entah la, secara ikhlas (& sinis) kadang2 cam pemandu bas kita ni tgk musim/mud dier tau...mostly on time smp, tp bg veteran penumpang bas cam aku ni, biasa ny tiap 2-4 minggu mesti at least skali-dua, smp lewat giler. time balek tu xyah la nk ckp...dua kali lima...ikut mud/nasib/dadu pemandu kita ni...klau baek trus jln, kalau x silap2 45minit sangap.
percaya la rungutan sy ini dikongsi ramai rerakan sy yg atas sbb tertentu kena amik public transport..in my situation, blum ckup deposit nk beli kreta...harap2 hujung thn ni ke, awal thn depan.
yg tu kira masa yg diabiskn sangap menuggu jer, keblakangan ni sbb nek harga minyak etc etc ramai yg berpusu2 amik bas = human sardin jam = sy kini tau camner perasaan seekor sardin dlm tin kecik dlm setor jusco tu. sejak 3-4 minggu ni tiap2 kali balik mesti sardin kau2..aku tau ayat2 aku yg setrusnyer mungkin ditafsirkn sbg menyindir, tp aku ni veteran nek bas lbih 1 1/2thn u43 da so i think i knw wat im talking abt...1 ari kena amik gamba utk tunjuk korang how effin messed up d situation is.
nasib la kalau berdiri bersebelahan org msia tp kalau x bernasib sgt kena berdiri berdekatan org asing, omfg korang either sembahyang/tup hidung/harap aliran udara airkon tu berdekatan muka anda bcos they ***** stink ladies & gentleman. entah la diorang as my mum sez x pkai deodarant. kalau sekadar bau peluh masih bole tahan, ni plak bau hanyir entah beb..susah nk jelas kn dlm ayat, bau bangkai pun kalah, serius hokay.
nyway, rasany enuf la aku komplen & rungut psal rutin pagi sy ni. ini cumala cebisan pendapat sy yg biased sbg makluk manusia dr seberang laut cina slatan (which even thr they dont stink as bad, tu la x paham knaper...).
ttfn, more rants to come, heheh...
dh lama drebar tu x wah hal camni utk kitorang yg amik bas 1st trip...ada sesetgh penumpang nyer (in particular sesetgh dr opis sii-netlinx) anggap yg drebar ni men dadu; ada ari dia kata ngan member dier..."ari ni camner plak, nk smp ontime ke x nk...aksi efek gelek gelek dadu...hmm ok, arini aku xmau ontime, (sambil klakar jahat) whahahaha..." sbb entah la, secara ikhlas (& sinis) kadang2 cam pemandu bas kita ni tgk musim/mud dier tau...mostly on time smp, tp bg veteran penumpang bas cam aku ni, biasa ny tiap 2-4 minggu mesti at least skali-dua, smp lewat giler. time balek tu xyah la nk ckp...dua kali lima...ikut mud/nasib/dadu pemandu kita ni...klau baek trus jln, kalau x silap2 45minit sangap.
percaya la rungutan sy ini dikongsi ramai rerakan sy yg atas sbb tertentu kena amik public transport..in my situation, blum ckup deposit nk beli kreta...harap2 hujung thn ni ke, awal thn depan.
yg tu kira masa yg diabiskn sangap menuggu jer, keblakangan ni sbb nek harga minyak etc etc ramai yg berpusu2 amik bas = human sardin jam = sy kini tau camner perasaan seekor sardin dlm tin kecik dlm setor jusco tu. sejak 3-4 minggu ni tiap2 kali balik mesti sardin kau2..aku tau ayat2 aku yg setrusnyer mungkin ditafsirkn sbg menyindir, tp aku ni veteran nek bas lbih 1 1/2thn u43 da so i think i knw wat im talking abt...1 ari kena amik gamba utk tunjuk korang how effin messed up d situation is.
nasib la kalau berdiri bersebelahan org msia tp kalau x bernasib sgt kena berdiri berdekatan org asing, omfg korang either sembahyang/tup hidung/harap aliran udara airkon tu berdekatan muka anda bcos they ***** stink ladies & gentleman. entah la diorang as my mum sez x pkai deodarant. kalau sekadar bau peluh masih bole tahan, ni plak bau hanyir entah beb..susah nk jelas kn dlm ayat, bau bangkai pun kalah, serius hokay.
nyway, rasany enuf la aku komplen & rungut psal rutin pagi sy ni. ini cumala cebisan pendapat sy yg biased sbg makluk manusia dr seberang laut cina slatan (which even thr they dont stink as bad, tu la x paham knaper...).
ttfn, more rants to come, heheh...
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