Wednesday, February 25, 2009

bloody physics~~~~~

physics is such a stupid boring subject dun u think?? (salutes isaac newton, albert einstein and stephen hawkins) especially when u hav to do reports... MY GOD DUN THEY JUST MURDER YOU~~~~ and ur lecturer never tells u a thing~~~~ see, my friends and i were doing the report... gravitational accelaration... pendulum thingy... yea.. anyway, we were supposed to be doing the graph and error bars.. what we did not knw was tat we din hav to draw the bloody maximum and minimum line... we took abt 1 and a half hours drawing the lines... then... came along another friend who has already done it and told us we din hav to draw it..
-_-'''''''''''' SWT~~~~!!!!!!!!!! WE TOOK SOOOOOO DAM LONG TO DRAW TAT~!!!!!!

and so.... we had to erase a once beautiful graph...T_T
Shouldnt it be the other way round??????? all my hardwork... my time.. my effort... GAAAAHHHH~~~~~

Saturday, February 14, 2009


#1-people who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any 1 questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

Rule #2-tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by and continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. Who tagged you?

Syazana~~~~ ^^

2. Do you like tags?

errr... kinda? it sorta takes away all the boredom of physics^^

4. What is your current mood?

I am soooo sleepy, and i miss sum1 soooo much right nw... oh~!! and im freaking out... 2nd day of the assessment is 2mrw~!!! and im stil wondering why im doing this tag... hmmm...

5. What will you do if your crush says he/she adores you too?

I will politely say thank you, and of he doesn't wanna buzz off, i'll simply tell him to buzz off^^ politely...

6. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend?

Define love...

7. Which will you prefer, loving someone or being loved by someone?

To love is nothing, to be loved is something, to love and be loved is everything [Quote: William Shakespeare], so i therefore prefer neither....

8. What is your favourite food?

Does chocolate count??? hehehe=p^^

9. If the person you dislike is right in front of you, what will you do?

Do i reli hate this person? If i do, i'll probably beat the crap outta him/her

10. What do you pray each day for your loved one?

i dun pray much, but if i did, i wud pray that they're always safe and i wud see them everyday...

11. what would you do if a stranger comes to you and say i love you?

errrr... thank you??

12. How would you see yourself in ten years time?

10 years... hmmm... back in malaysia, living with my best friend^^, graduated from uni in aussie, have an awesome aussie slang mate~!! lolx~!! and leading a good life with my family and best friend^^

13. What are the reasons that could make you so tensed up?

hmmm.. let's see... first, exams of course... they drive me nuts~!! then.. i wud have to say trying to b competitive with my siblings... i jz HAV to b either as good or better than them... it's jz humiliating to be at the bottom of the food chain.....

14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?

well... if u reli wanna knw., she's funny, and most DEFINITELY an anime lover... i mean.. seriously.. ask her any anime u've gt, and she'll knw everything abt it.. OTAKU~!!!! lolx~!! but yea... she's a nice person^^ and she's all the way in egypt bt she dun wanna bring me back a camel....haiz....

15. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?=

hmmm... tat's nt reli a question 4 me... i dun plan on getting married... hahahx~!! so i guess, single and rich^^

16. Who would you like to see the moment you wake up?

My very best friend, Chan Maan Wai^^

17. What's the character must have in your partner?

Let's see... caring, passionate, funny, loving... im sry, i cnt think right nw.. physics is all stuck in my head... Newton's Second Law of Motion: The rate of change of momentum is directly proportional to the applied force and takes place in the direction of the force.... What did i tell ya... BLAME NEWTON~!!!!

18. What are you most passionate about?

Animals~!!!! ALL OF THEM~!!! ANIMALS RULE~!!!!!

19. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that someone has done?

ermm.. that depends.... i usually dun 4gv that easily when im angered.. bt then again, im nt easily angered... bt i wun 4giv them if they have done the worst possible thing.. nop.. unforgivable... definitely nt forgetting.. bt if it's sumthing quite minor, then yea...

20. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?

Single.. lolx~!! is tat even a question???

21. chocolate or vanilla?

Chocolate~!!!!!! weeeee~!!!

22. Who are the 5 person that you wuld like to tag?

Let's see... i wud hav to say, Joe Den, Joe Anne, Bernard, Pei Ying and... Iqram^^

Friday, February 13, 2009

The Highwayman

I was in english lecture and we came across this poem... saddening reli, bt reli reli nice... here it is

The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes
The wind was a torrent of darkness
among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon
tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight
over the purple moor,
And the highwayman cam riding --
Riding -- riding
The highwayman came riding,
up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead,
a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of the claret velvet,
and breeches of brown doe-skin:
They fitted with never a wrinkle;
his boots were up to the thigh!
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
His pistols butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle,
under the jewelled sky.
Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed
in the dark inn-yard
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters,
but all was locked and barred:
He whistled a tune to the window;
and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot
into her long, black hair
And dark in the dark old inn-yard
a stable wicket creaked
Where Tim, the ostler, listened;
his face was white and peaked,
His eyes were hollows of madness,
his hair like mouldy hair;
But he loved the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's red-lipped daughter:
Dumb as a dog he listened,
and heard the robber say --
'One kiss, my bonny sweetheart,
I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold
before the morning light.
Yet if they press me sharply,
and harry me through day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
though Hell should bad the way.'
He rose upright in the stirrups,
he scarce could reach her hand;
But she loosened her hair i' the casement!
His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume
cam tumbling down her breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet black waves in the moonlight)
Then he tugged at his reins in the moonlight,
and galloped away to the West.
He did not come in the dawning;
he did not come at noon;
And out of the tawny sunset,
before the rise o' moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon,
looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching --
Marching -- marching --
King George's men came marching,
up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord,
they drank his ale instead;
But they gagged his daughter and bound her
to the foot of her narrow bed.
Two of them knelt at her casement,
with muskets at the side!
There was death at every window;
And Hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through her casement,
the road that he would ride.
They had tied her up to attention,
with many a sniggering jest:
They had bound a musket beside her,
with the barrel beneath her breast!
'Now keep good watch!' and they kissed her.
She heard the dead man say --
Look for me by moonlight;
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
though Hell should bar the way!
She twisted her hands behind her;
but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers
were wet with sweat and blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness,
and the hours crawled by like years;
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of her finger touched it!
The trigger at least was hers!
The tip of one finger touched it;
she strove nor more for the rest!
Up, she stood up to attention,
with the barrel beneath her breast,
For the road lay bare in the moonlight
Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins in the
Moonlight throbbed to her
Love's refrain.
Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot! Had they heard it?
The horse-hoofs ringing clear --
Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, in the distance;
Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight
over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman cam riding --
The red coats looked to their priming!
She stood up straight and still!
Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence!
Tlot-tlot in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer!
Her face was like a light!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment;
she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight
and warned him -- with her death.
He turned; he spurred him westward;
he did not know who stood
Bowed with her head o'er the musket,
drenched with her own red blood!
Not till dawn he heard it,
and slowly blanched to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her Love in the moonlight;
and died in the darkness there.
Back, he spurred like a madman,
shrieking a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him,
and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon;
wine-red was his velvet coat;
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
with the bunch of lace at his throat.
And still of a winter's night, they say,
When the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon
tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding --
Riding -- riding --
A highwayman comes riding,
up to the old inn-door
Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed
in the dark inn-yard;
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters,
but all was locked and barred:
He whistled a tune to the window,
and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot
into her long, black hair.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Angie's Dog Always....

I gt this story from my sister's blog.. and omg... nw i realize why i love dogs so much~!!!! It's from 'chicken soup for the cat & dog lover's soul' Here it is... read it and u'll weep...

The mountain folk didn't know what to make of Dr. Gaine Cannon at first. All they heard was that the stranger had left a good practise in another state because he wanted to come up to an isolated community here in North Carolina mountains & build a hospital. They used to travel 25 miles over 1-lane dirt roads because even if they could get there in time, the cost was out of the question for families living on 3/4 thousand dollars a year, like most did way back in the coves & hollows.

Cannon knew all that when he moved up to Balsam Groove, but he was of mountain stock himself & cared about these people. He didn't worry about his patients not having money to pay. He asked them to bring river stones for the walls of the hospital, or whatever they had, a home cured ham from thier smoke house or some fresh vegetables. Now, the snow was falling faster. An old man walked beside the road raised one gnarled, arthritic hand to hail him & Cannon slowed the jeep.

'Evenin' doc. Did you know Annie Neal's little Angie is bad sick?'
'No i didn't, Rufus.'
'Think you could get over there & see Angie doc?'

Doc Cannon turned his jeep around & headed back up the mountains. When he reached Jackson County it was snowing harder & he couldn't see the distance.He thought of Angie, hoping he wasn't too late. HE felt his isolation in this white world of snowy, swirling flakes. Where was the grove of wind-twisted trees on the left just beofre the Hughes turnoff? Had he missed it?

A faint sound cam from behind the jeep. Through his open window came the barking of a dog, sharp, insistent. Then he saw him. He would have known the dog anywhere. It was Angie's dog, standing beside the road. The animal kept barking, coming towards him a few paces, then striking out a trail among the trees. Gaine cut the wheel recklessly towards the slope of the mountain & followed. He drove on, the dog always keeping 20 feet ahead. Then, he saw the ark shape of the little house. The dog had led him right to it.

He knocked & Angie's mother opened the door. Dr. cannon knelt down beside a golden haired child who lay on a pallet of quilts. Eyes bright & face flushed, her little body almost burned his hand - pneumonia. He gave her a shot & she stirred & then was up on one elbow trying to rise.

'Did you see him doc?'
'See who, honey?'
'My Prince.'
'She meant her dog, Prince,' explained her mother. 'It's just the fever talking doc.'
'But momma, I saw him waving his tail as he trotted along the road up to the house here, & he came in the room & over to my bed. He licked my face. He did, Momma.;
Dr. Cannon smiled. 'He's a fine dog.'

Her mother put a finger up to her lips & gave Dr. Cannon a look of warning that puzzled him. At the door of the cabin, Cannon handed Angie's mother a packet of pills for the sick little girl.

'Is she going to be alright doctor?'
'Yes, I think she's going to be ok. By the way, as far as I'm concerned, that dog ought to be given a medal. I had already missed the road that led up to your house when i heard him barking. He led me all the way up to your cabin. I would have missed it for sure without him.'

The woman stared. ' Doc, Prince was killed by a car almost a month ago! Down on the highway. The chil took on so, Angie's Pa carved a wooden plank in teh shape of a grave stone for Prince, & carved some words she wrote herself. Angie loved that dog.'

She looked at the sky.
'Snow stopped. Maybe you can see the marker. The grave is at the end of the woods where you turn in to our place.' She paused. 'Doc, you don't think it really could have been Prince? But he was the only dog I ever saw all the way up here, & there's not another house for 5 miles.'

Though Cannon was eager to get off the mountain before dark, he saw the marker & could not help braking. The makeshift memorial to the dog stood beneath a big tree. Leaving the motor running, the doctor got out & plodded through the snow. He untied the bandanna scarf from his neck to flick the white flakes from the face of the board. The words he read were crudely carved:

Angie's dog always.
By, Nancy Roberts
Now isnt that the most awesome thing you ever read?? arent dogs jz sooo loyal?? they come back from the dead jz to protect u if they reli love you.... dogs... i love them.. don't you??

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Puppies are 3 weeks old~!!! ^^

yay~!! all 6 puppies are 3 weeks old~!! (two of them died.. unfortunately....T_T)... im sooo happy~!!! their eyes are open and so weeny!!! nd they cn finally walk~!! hahahx~!! and they like to bite... 0.o sumthing like a malinois eh.. hahax~!! looks like we've found a new breed of dogs~!! 3 generations of rottweiler and german sheperd mix, and one generation added with doberman genes~!! lolx~!!here are a few pics and videos~!!! ^^

So there u hav it~!! walking puppies in the afternoon, and walking puppies at night~!! hahahx~!! adorable arent they?? oh, and for those of you who are wondering how gracie is doing, she's doing great~!! she's stil cute, wild and GREEDY gracie^^

Monday, February 2, 2009

a day at the beach.. lolx~!!!

ahh.. today is the first day of college after cny.. and.. class finishes at 2.. so bernard and jia yi decided tat they shud take me to the beach one day... so... off we went at 2.. hahahx~!! of all times to go.. we went in the afternoon... lolx~!! it was freaking hot~!!!! bt they had this shady place.. and this reli long log.. hahax~!! jia managed to make my face and my shirt out of sand and.. rafia string?? 0.o bt failing... reli badly.. hahahx~!! bernard brought his guitar too~~~ and he played 'love story'~!!! yay~!!!! my fave song~~~ had quite a fun time... bt they had classes at 4.. so... RUSH BACK TO COLLEGE~!!! nad dam it.. there was a jam~!! so we had to take the looong way... i think they were late.. my bad guys~!! im soo soo sry.. lolx~!! shudnt hav went.. well, tat was a day at the beach..ermm.. mor elike a half hour at the beach.. hahaxh~!!! thx guys^^

We shud reli do this again sum time.. hahax~!!