I was bored, I took a quiz, here are the results:
You are always cheerful and charming. You never get too serious with people when they're around, but when you are alone, you think carefully about what they have said. That's because you don't want anyone to see you being too somber. Your personality means you have a lot of friends and you are often the center of attention. Many people who fall into this category become artists and movie stars... perhaps fame could be yours in the future as well.
Woooo....today was tough! Working and fasting don't mix. Especially when you're shift is inhumane. Oh well, that's life. I was just watching that movie Friday....is it just me or is Ice Cube the worst actor to ever grace this planet?
Ramadan Mubarak to all the Muslims :)
Happy Thanksgiving to all the American readers.
Everyone say hi to Rena because I know she'll be visiting the site tonight. Rena is my team leader at work and just to let you all know she's very very mean! (just kidding!)
I'm totally in love with this site.
I came across a dictionary of boys' names and what they mean. Here's the names beginning with A to start off with:
Aaron - ugly but has the best yumuka
Adam - cute, funny and needs a bath
Adrian - usually short and very horny, watches cartoons
Alan - shy but sensitive, gets screwed over by women
Alex - cute and short but very open to corruption
Andy - nice and sweet, works in the mail room
Andrew - two-faced and conceited, become directors, CEO's
Antonio - has a great body and beautiful skin, and chicken brain
Anthony - great guy and kind to all girls, smells of weed
Arnold - loser
Arthur - hung like a slave and celibate
This is me aged 1. Glad I lost the chubby cheeks looks and the mop hair for that matter. For more baby pictures of webmasters and to submit your own go here.
I am bored. I am so bored that I feel like throwing myself down the stairs just for a bit of action. But I won't. I'll be lying at the bottom of the stairs for a couple of hours till someone gets home and that'll be even more boring because I won't be able to move. If you don't get the extent of my boredom, consider this. I was just watching This Morning (this morning funnily enough) and I was actually laughing at Richard Madeley's little quips. That's it, I'm going out before it gets worse and I start thinking Judy is a lucky lady.
Might have a hard job finding this, but it's worth it. Go to this site and read the pet peeve dated 30.12.99......I was in stitches but maybe I'm easily amused :)
To Faisal....I wasn't being sarcastic about your site, I really do like it!
I know I'm going to sound like a grandma, but after reading the following news article all I can say is "What is this world coming to?!?":
A three-year-old boy was found with a small amount of cannabis at his nursery school.
The youngster was found with the drug by a teacher at the school, which has not been named, in Glasgow.
The boy was unharmed and did not consume the drug.
A spokesman for Strathclyde Police said: "We can confirm that police were made aware of an incident within a nursery school on Tuesday November 21 involving a three-year-old boy who was found in possession of a small amount of what is believed to be a controlled substance.
"The substance appeared to be old and how it came to be in the child's possession is unknown.
"No charges are being preferred and the department of social services has been advised and a report is being prepared for their information."
I washed my hair with shower creme by mistake today. Next thing you know, I'll be brushing my teeth with shampoo and washing with toothpaste. Insane in the brain, insane in the membrane.
Mmmmmm, I like this site. Lovely jubbly.
I managed to stay awake today for a grand total of 5 and a half hours. No I'm not incredibly lazy (though people close to me could argue that), I am just feeling very unwell. This means that I won't be blogging as much, or maybe the opposite in fact since I'll be bored lying around all day.Anyway, I feel woozy again so here's an semi-true urban legend to sink your teeth into:
At the census office in Canberra they were working out the figures and statistics for the last census and they found out that there was this little town on the coast not too far north of Sydney where the birthrate was three times the average for all the rest of Australia. This was so unusual the Government Statistician sent a bloke there to try to find out about it.
When he got there it was true, all right. There were bloody kids everywhere. Even the local school had those temporary classrooms all over the place to fit them in and they had a special maternity wing at the local hospital. This bloke was a bit mystified for a couple of days. The people there didn't seem different from folk in all the other little towns around the place. It took him about three nights there to work out what was happening.
This town was on the main railway line. The road crossed the line just north of the town and then crossed back about half-a-mile south again. The Kyogle Mail used to reach there and go through about half-past-four every morning. When it hit the road crossing it used to blow its whistle very loud, and wake everybody in the place, and then just when they'd be dropping off again it'd blow for the other crossing and wake them all up again. Well, it was too early to get up but it was hardly worth while going back to sleep again, so they had to fill the time till it was time to get up. That's what that bloke reckoned.
This site has more content than you can shake a stick at. And it's good content too. Whoever coined the phrase 'to shake a stick at' is/was a genius because it makes no sense at all yet sounds so right! I'm talking rubbish aren't I? Ho hum....
I'm blogging from work today, isn't that novel? For me anyway. Let's hope this post actually gets posted, as you may know blogger hasn't been working too well. The computer's here are super-duper fast, me wants one of these! Flat screens and the whole works, yum. It will be mine, oh yes it will be mine. (p.s. Wayne's World rocked!)
Don't let happiness fool you. Just when you think everything's going well, you're content with your life, you've just got over all the horrible things that have happened to you, don't worry, something will be around the corner to kick you to the ground again. You have been warned.
I added an 'about me' section so you can learn....about me. It's just a brief outline, I'm not going to tell you the contents of my underwear drawer or anything. No, not even if you ask.
I was reading one of the sites I visit regularly and came across this. I'm speechless which doesn't happen very often. Except when the Simpsons is on, then it must be silent so I can enjoy each and every quick and witty remark the writers have to offer. Pedantic much? The Simpsons reminds me to send warm greetings to a real Homer I know, happy birthday Phil!! I won't post your age, don't worry......38...muhahaha
I managed to vent my anger last night by helping my nan make 100 spring rolls for a local charity event. I think I must have dreamt in terms of spring roll making: Fill, roll, seal, fill, roll, seal....But at least I calmed down. Anyway, I have a bone to pick with you, yes you. Why don't you sign my guestbook eh? It's not difficult and it won't take long you know. I just appreciate any feedback so go on!
I'm in one of those moods today where a "Hi Saima!" is provoking a "What the hell do you want from me?!?" reaction. And when someone pronounces a word wrong I'm wanting to scratch my eyes out. I would attribute it to stress but I have a few days off from work and nothing to worry about. Well I'm going to try and wash this mood away with a shower. The hot water best be working or all hell will break loose.
Why won't anyone join my clique thingy? You don't want me to cry do you? No, so join.
You know those people who phone you and don't have a damn thing to say? They should be shot basically. I have this 'person' who phones me and keeps me on the phone for hours literally, and the conversation reaches such climatic highs as "So how's the weather over there?" Knock me down with a feather, I cant stand the excitement. It's times like these when I have to use the old 'YEAH MUM, DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!?" trick when I know full well my mum's 10 miles away shopping (hopefully for a caller ID unit).
The fact that I use the computer at work for 10 and a half hours then get home and use the computer here doesn't have anything to do with the fact my eyes feel like crap does it? Anyway I made my regular visit to a site whose owner's web skills I admire immensely and he had written a little section about me! Wow, I'm getting all teary eyed, or maybe thats the computer thing again....
Wow, some people are just so.....
When Bill Gates died, he went up to Heaven, where Saint Peter showed him to his house; a beautiful 20 room house, with grounds and a tennis court. Bill Gates was pleased, and spent many months enjoying the amenities of Heaven.
One day, he was enjoying one of Heaven's many fine parks, when he ran into a man dressed in a fine tailored suit.
"That is a nice suit, my friend," said Gates. "Where did you get it?"
"Actually," the man replied, "I was given a hundred of these when I got here. I've been treated really well. I got a mansion on a hill overlooking a beautiful hill, with a huge five-hundred acre estate, a golf course, and three Rolls Royces."
"Were you a Pope, or a doctor healing the sick?" asked Gates.
"No," said his new friend, "Actually, I was the captain of the Titanic."
Hearing this made Gates so angry that he immediately stalked off to find St. Peter.
Cornering Peter, he told him about the man he had just met, saying, "How could you give me a paltry new house, while you're showering new cars, a mansion, and fine suits on the Captain of the Titanic? I invented the Windows operating system! Why does he deserve better??!!!!"
"Yes, but we use Windows," replied Peter, "and the Titanic only crashed once."
Aaaaaw, I got a compliment, isn't that sweet?
Did he win? Nah, they're doing a recount in Florida or something. Man, I wanted Gore to win, he has the cooler name and that. I guess that statement shows how much I know about American politics. Some people feel very strongly about this whole thing, and so they should. It's your country and all. Well I'm off to trip the light fantastic or maybe watch some TV, I'm not sure just yet.
Shattered, physically shattered but the day was worth it. I love my friends and you're not the slightest bit interested :)
Haven't blogged in three days, gasp. Don't worry, I haven't all of a sudden got a life or anything. Hey I'm just kidding by the way, just incase you don't get my humour and start throwing bottles at me. So what have I been upto? Went to work, working on some designs for a clothes catalogue and totally reinventing my other domain. The excitement never stops :)
Gawd, I'm so tired and these damn fireworks going off every second (literally!) are not helping me one bit. OK, I know its Guy Fawke's Day tomorrow but it's just annoying. I usually love it but when you're trying to sleep and all you can here is POP! BANG! WALLOP! it kinda gets on your nerves. And yes I borrowed those sounds effects from the old Batman series.
So me and a friend were talking about that oooold song 'Only one' by 112 and Notorious B.I.G. Remember it? Anyway, that's besides the point, what I was arguing with him about is how do you say 112? One one two or one twelve? Seems like I was wrong, but don't tell him that ;)
What a day at work. It's NOT good to be back after such a long break. I have so many things going on right now, I think I'm going to wear myself out, but all of them are opportunities too good to miss really. Pace yourself Saima, pace yourself. Oh great, now I'm talking to myself, that can't be a good sign. I need my medication....
What a Microsoft keyboard should look like.
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I switch on to watch the news and one of today's headlines was:
The Queen Mother is recovering at home after falling as she was getting back into her car following a dinner at a London hotel. An eye witness said: "She was getting into her car when she lost her balance and fell. It looked as though she tripped on her dress."
Are we running short of proper news or something?
Revenge is sweet?
Wow, three logs in one day! I'm kind of getting used to this whole thing. Is there such thing as over-blogging? Anyway, I came across this rather tasty site a while ago and when I go back it's closed, damn shame really.
I just heard on the radio that they're introducing internet access in your car. Oh great, as if there aren't enough things to distract your attention from the road as it is with mobile phones and stuff. Oh well, there's always http://www.ambulance.com, http://www.police.com.......
I've jumped on the blogging bandwagon, so sue me.
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