Did you forget what we agreed to do before the new year?

Some really nice quotes.

"I always thought Europe was a country."

"Like I'm listening to what you're saying but I only hear what I want to."

"That's called being a woman..."

"Women don't really want to hear a man's opinion, they want to hear what they're thinking in a lower voice."

As they say, "Words are just what they are. Words."

And action speaks louder than words.

And I've got more than my fair share of words.

" "Can you read the inscriptions above each gate?" asked Skilgannon.

"No. I have often wondered what they meant. Just names, I suppose."

"More than that, Harad. Wall One was called 'Eldibar'. It was from an ancient tongue. It means Exultation. It is where the enemy is first fought and turned back. The defenders are exultant. They believe they can win. Wall Two was called 'Musif'. This means Despair. For the defenders of Wall Two have seen 'Eldibar' fall, and that is the widest, strongest wall. If that can fall, then perhaps they are doomed. Wall Three was 'Kamia'. Renewed Hope. Two walls have fallen, but the men on Wall Three are still alive, and there are still walls to retreat to. Wall Four is 'Sumitos'. Desperation. The three strongest walls have fallen, and it is now a desperate struggle for survival. Wall Five is 'Serenity'. The defenders have fought hard and well. The best of them have survived this far. They know death is coming, but they are brave and determined. They will not run. They will face the end with courage."

He fell silent.

"And Wall Six?" asked Harad.

"'Geddon'. Wall Six is 'Geddon'. Death."" - Skilgannon the Damned to Harad at the ruins of Dros Delnoch, The Swords of Night and Day, by David Gemmell

And did you get the picture I sent you?
Did you happen to see the card I wrote for you?
I’d like to know that I’ve made a difference
Or it’s too late for us now

Let me take you out to a movie
The one you’ve told me about so many times before
I guess I should’ve paid more attention
‘Cuz it’s too late for us now

Sometimes little boys get lost
And often stray so far from home
In their search for greener pastures
Come to find that
Trust is all that really matters

Well, you’ve always liked roller coasters
And I’d be happy to let my stomach turn for you
Let’s get lost for just a few hours
Or it’s too late for us now, it’s too late for us now

Too late for us now
(It’s too late for us now)
Don’t have an explanation
But you know I’m sorry

Too late for us now
(It’s late)
Despite all this confusion
Would you promise for me
Don’t forget the Skyway please
Just for me

Sometimes little boys get lost
And often stray so far from home
In their quest for buried treasure
Veer off course and find
Their search goes on forever

Did you get the picture I sent you?
And did you happen to hear the song I wrote for you?
Here’s to us on our tenth anniversary
It’s not too late for us now
We’re not too late for us now
We’re not too late for us now

out of my infinite time due to my unparalleled capacity to procrastinate working on 1 paper and studying for 2 tests, i inadvertently stumbled upon my sister's facebook profile and there i realized to my utter dismay and shock that she is the same heroes character as i am.





balls. i want to be PP but i don't want her to be PP because having the same character as your older sister is JUST NOT COOL.

Read the post below 1st...

And in retaliation to that...



so here's a "nice" close up of her.

Don't be so serious Cynthia Ong!

Hello,
Sorry that i didn't inform you ,i am presently in Benin for a program called Empowering Youth to Fight Racism,HIV/AIDS,Poverty and Lack of Education,we have visited three countries in Africa . i need help from you urgently , I miss placed my wallet and all my credit cards everything on my way to the hotel .

I am stranded here now persently i do not have any money with me,and i have to pay my hotel bills and get myself back home. kindly lend me $2,200 and when am back in town i'll pay you ,Do let me know what ever you can afford to assist so that i can give you one of the hotel management information that you will use in sending the money to me through western union ,I will greatful if you can help me ASAP.

Thanks
with much love,
gilda

i read this email and starting wondering what the fuck happened to my friend... 2 days later i got an email from her saying...


やっほーみんな！！
こんなメールですいません。ミクシーにも、ヤナチルグループにもの

せてたけど、届いてない人も居るんじゃないかと思って．．．昨日、あたしから変なメール が来たなら、無視してくださーい。あれって、本格的な、「オレオレ詐欺」。アフリカ人の犯人が、あたしのメール・アカウントに（不法侵入？？ハックだよ、 ハック！）入って来て、アドレスブックのみんなに勝手にメール送ったみたいのね。「あたしがアフリカに居て金なくなって帰れなくなったから金貸して」みた いな内容だったけど、そのあとあたしの銀行口座にもハックして３０万くらいの小切手も取られそうになったんだ。

今日、マジ焦ってたわ！！しかも心配してくれた友達が、偽あたし＝ハッカーにお金を振込もうとしてたから、まぁ色々あって警察管区まで行ってたよ！だから、２４時間以内こんな最悪な事を経験して、新しいメアドって、ザ・maji.arienaiです。登録、よろちく。笑
暇ならメールでもしてねぇ。アイ・ミス・ユー！！！

ギルダ


hi people

i'm sorry for this mass email again, and hopefully it doesn't get filtered into some random mail box of your's.
you might have gotten an email from "me" in the middle of last night from my old gmail account at xxxxxx asking for money. you know i'll never do that... my email got hacked into, and a lot of my personal info is now in the hands of some... nigerian dude. i can't access my email or my blog anymore, and hopefully i don't lose any money.
anyway, i've been talking with a few of you but this is just to let you know my new email address. "maji arienai" means... "i can't believe it" in japanese. perfect for my current situation!!

love, gilda

So, now we all know that gilda has had her email account hacked into and that she is warning us to not follow the previous email, THEN HERE IS THE BOMB.


Dear friends of Gilda :

I am Gilda father. Her email address of "gilda"
<Old email> as well as her blog were
hijacked!!!

I received an email from <GILDA'S NEW EMAIL>
but there was no text message and under the
subject was supposedly "Gilda here" with all your
email addresses. Unless you are my own friends
first, Gilda never gave me your email addresses.
So this <GILDA'S NEW EMAIL> is highly
questionable.

I repeat and please note that her blog and email
have been hijacked. Someone is controlling from
elsewhere and sending emails to ask for money.

Some of you could have responded.

DO NOT respond to any person asking for money
and/or purportedly from Gilda.

Thanks.

HAHAHA. when i read this i burst out laughing. 10 mins later gilda msns me bitching to me that someone hacked into her account and that her father went to tell all her friends that he new email is "highly suspicious". And she went on about how "smart" her father is by thinking that the hackers are sooo smart they actually bother to use reverse psychology.

"bye" really broke my heart today.

I got this off Joyce's blog and it was so funny I thought I'd share it with lesser minds.

"Nikki's Cantonese name is Apple.
And when her boyfriend miss her, he pine Apple..."

I hate running.

The very idea of having to push my body and my mind for an extended period of time just turns me off.

It always starts off well, full of energy and full of promise. The first lap’s the easiest because the mind’s still strong and the body stronger.

The middle laps are difficult. My mind starts playing tricks on me. The 2nd and 3rd lap always brings about the question of why am I putting myself through this sheer mental torture. While the 4th and 5th laps are the not as bad because I keep telling myself that I’ve finished the halfway mark and the end’s in sight.

The last lap is what I really hate about running. It’s this lap that really gets me questioning the wisdom of starting the run in the 1st place. It’s the lap that my body starts getting really tired. But worst of all it’s the lap that my mind starts giving up. I think it’s peculiar to me but it doesn’t matter the distance or how hard I’m running, as long as I’m in the last lap, I start breathing harder and quicker and my mind starts giving up.

I hate this feeling but it doesn’t mean I stop running because I know that it’s what I want.

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all doing direct the other way." --Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

i'm keeping my fingers crossed but i don't believe in miracles anymore. so just go ahead and drop the bombshell cause i don't want to lose sleep this weekend.

THIS IS CZECH! (Part 3)

i asked my CZECH group mate to do a porter's and pest 5 forces analysis. this is the answer i got.

Hi,

I send some informations about Czech market and its development. It´s instead of the total PEST analysis.

Katka

and the document she sent me is here.

Gross domestic product

Real GDP grew by 6.0% year-on-year in the second quarter of 2007; nominal GDP rose by over ten percent and the overall price level increased by nearly four percent. The growth of overall demand was equally caused by household final consumption expenditure and gross capital formation; the contribution of external trade was very small.
According to preliminary estimates, real GDP increased by 6.0% in Q2 2007 compared to Q2 2006. Adjusted for seasonal and working day effects, GDP grew by 1.4% in comparison to Q1 2007. With reference to information sources update, estimated growth of GDP in Q1 2007 increased from 6.1% to 6.4%.

Supply side of the economy

A year-on-year increase of 6.0% in gross value added (constant prices) was mainly due to three, in terms of volume the most important industries: manufacturing (+10.5%), wholesale and retail trade and repair of motor vehicles (+14.2%) and real estate, renting and business activities (+11.3%).

if u have not noticed by now, there is totally no relation to pest or porter's 5 forces. what's even more impressive is that if u google it the whole document comes up at this website. http://www.czso.cz/eng/csu.nsf/informace/ahdp090707.doc

did i mention there was no citations or references made? she passed it off as her own.

i am majorly impressed. university students in the most famous economics university in the czech republic.

THIS IS CZECH.

why is my room mate retarded?

because he opened the balcony door to "change the air in the room" and then proceeded to wear a jacket, winter socks and a sweater. seriously. fucking ass wipe. when i was sleeping none the less. i bet he wanted me to catch a cold. but this little grasshopper sleeps lightly so i woke up the moment he opened the door and said, "micheal, what the hell are u doing..."

Now i know how the nazis must have looked like when they fucking lost normandy.

I love the beauty of interpretation.

If I don’t tell, I’m not lying.

If I tell a half-truth, I’m not lying.

If I don’t know, it doesn’t matter.

I love how the mind wonders.

If I don’t know there’s probably something.

If I don’t hear anything there’s probably something.

If I hear something there’s probably something else.

But then again when does it end.

Perhaps in the perfect world filled with perfect people doing perfectly wholesome deeds with perfectly innocent intentions.

But the world’s not perfect, with perfect people doing perfectly wholesome deeds with perfectly innocent intentions.

People visiting prague! Bring on the SINGAPOREANS!

and i quote Reto, "singaporean girls are really hot."

if only he knew better...

sometimes i wonder whether there is such a thing as divine intervention and i'm glad when it happens. god will find a way when there seems to be no way, he works in ways we cannot see. okay dude, workm i don't care whether i can see it or not but i really hope that it's gonna be good. but at least now, something's clear. that at least i can put my mind at rest. lets hope other things are clearer and that after those things are clear, i can sleep well and put my mind at rest. at least until december ends.

it's just 1 month and 5 days. let us just hang in there. don't push me up the wall anymore.

But darling, you know that I love you true,
Do anything that you want me to,
Confess all my sins like you want me to,
There's one thing that I will say to you,
I'm not like everybody else,

That's what friends are for...

did i mention that the song in the previous post had no connection with the posts that i had written in the past? it was purely random. sorry my gay salsa dancing friend.

i was reading the past entries on my blog while attempting to study and i came across the posts in march 2006 and it really cracked me up.



Heres wishing you the bluest sky,
And hoping something better comes tomorrow.
Hoping all the verses rhyme,
And the very best of choruses to
Follow all the doubt and sadness.
I know that better things are on the way.

Heres hoping all the days ahead
Wont be as bitter as the ones behind you.
Be an optimist instead,
And somehow happiness will find you.
Forget what happened yesterday,
I know that better things are on the way.

Its really good to see you rocking out
And having fun,
Living like you just begun.
Accept your life and what it brings.
I hope tomorrow youll find better things.
I know tomorrow youll find better things.

Heres wishing you the bluest sky,
And hoping something better comes tomorrow.
Hoping all the verses rhyme,
And the very best of choruses to
Follow all the drudge and sadness.
I know that better things are on the way.

I know youve got a lot of good things happening up ahead.
The past is gone its all been said.
So heres to what the future brings,
I know tomorrow youll find better things.
I know tomorrow youll find better things.

i came back last night from meeting lydia G and her friend rita. after like 3 beers i was happily high and stumbling back into my dorm when i met reto, marcel and shin whom i ceremoniously played out because my sigaporean friends decided to message me at 7pm to meet for dinner...

a conversation between lyd g and rita to explain why they only messaged me at 7pm.

LG," just tell that bastard adrian that if he doesnt want to meet us he can just say he doesn't want to meet us instead of ignoring us."

R, "okay, but then what did u tell adrian after he said that he could meet us tonight? if he didnt want to meet us why would he reply at all..."

LG, "i just told him we were here and that if we could meet up. then u said he replied saying he could meet us tonight right?"

R, "yup! i told u he replied then what did u reply him?"

LG, " i tot u replied him..."

R, "it was YOUR PHONE..."

LG, "SHIT."


WOMEN

By! This girl looks like your mom…


the gang I went up with


skyscrapers, finally!


Jewish memorial which is really another name for a specialized hide and seek playground.




brandensburg gate


What the germans really think of the world


at the Reichstag








random shots










this is the church…



and this is the cross which is not on the church because the soviets didn’t make the roof strong enough….



TV Tower, which is also called the pope’s revenge because the globe reflects the sun’s rays as a giant cross. And we all know what the soviets thought about religious symbols. Oh, and it was built by the soviets…



Dresden









Berlin wall

THIS IS CZECH! (Part 2)

Check out this picture...



nothing fantastic right...
check this now out.



THEY WERE SHOWING PORN IN A STUDENT BAR.
oh well, as they say, this is CZECH!

Slavia - Praha

more video

bah!

a quote from their boss, "We have entered into an era whereby imagination is much more important than knowledge and creativity and much more effective than productivity."

Okay, this quite really got on my nerves. Imagination is more important than knowledge and creativity. How on earth can that be true...? 1stly, imagination is just that, ideas be it good or bad, productive or not. Creativity on the other hand is the formulation of novel and new ideas. Which beats imagination hands down. For you can just keep imagining that you'll be rich. But be creative, produce a good idea then you're going to be rich.

Knowledge. I didn't know we've just stepped out of the industrial revolution into the knowledge based economy just a few years ago and now we're in the imaginative economy? fuck you, you fucking dumb bastard. If knowledge were not so important than I don't know what the whole developed world is doing trying to impart knowledge to their citizens. If what you say is true then the Singaporean Government must be mother-fucking-dumb in their drive to get as many Singaporeans filled with as much knowledge as possible. I mean why set up 3 universities, try to bring in UNSW, semi-recognise SIM and talk about setting up a 4th university if knowledge is no longer important.

And imagination is more effective than productivity. RIGHT. I would like to try sitting in front of my computer IMAGINING that I'm doing my work rather than actually doing my work. Because it is MORE EFFECTIVE than productivity.

What would the world do once productivity is down. With all this talk about increasing Singapore's productivity it's simply retarded to say that imagination is more effective than productivity...

WHAT THE FUCKING HELL.

Did I say that...

I AM GOING TO WATCH THE CHAMPIONS LEAGUE!



WAHAHAHA! PRAGUE ROCKS! SLAVIA PRAHA!

THIS IS CZECH! (Part 1)

Hello,



Or driver will at you at 12:30. Do you will at home??



Veronika ŠILPOCHOVÁ

Customer Service Agent


A typical czech email in english...

Another thing, the parcel was supposed to be here on monday. It didn't come. It's supposed to reach at 1000hrs on tuesday morning, it isn't here. Now it's supposed to come at 1230hrs. I'm tingling with anticipation.

Oh and here's the aftermath of a party in my room.

I somehow find how they say this,
"Your blog post published successfully!" after you post an entry strangely annoying and oddly antagonising.

They really shouldn't be so enthusiastic that they did what they were supposed to do.

Fastball - Out of my head

Sometimes I feel
Like I am drunk behind the wheel
The wheel of possibility
However it may roll
Give it a spin
See if you can somehow factor in
You know there's always more than one way
To say exactly what you mean to say

Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?
How could I have ever been so blind?
I was waiting for an indication
It was hard to find
Don't matter what I say only what I do
I never mean to do bad things to you
So quiet but I finally woke up
If you're sad then its time you spoke up too

Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?
How could I have ever been so blind?
I was waiting for an indication
It was hard to find
Don't matter what I say only what I do
I never mean to do bad things to you
So quiet but I finally woke up
If you're sad then its time you spoke up too

Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?
How could I have ever been so blind?
I was waiting for an invitation
It was hard to find
Don't matter what I say only what I do
I never mean to do bad things to you
So quiet but I finally woke up
If you're sad
Then its time you spoke up
Too

Some quoutes from Marcel

German," the germans are very hospitable, you should come germany and we'll take care of you there."

Marcel,"But only if your not a jew..."



Marcel on the phone to his friend who was getting lost, "All roads lead to Rome, Prague is just not along the way to Rome."


At a chinese retaurant he was staring intently at the menu.

me,"Marcel, what are you staring at?"

Marcel, "I'm thinking how many times I have to come here before I can say I've tried everything."


And a picture of the funny guy.

Just for the gay salsa guy, pictures for you. No comments cause thats just too much work.



sheesha night



in brno






temple of bones


prague castle








concentration camp



kravov




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