I know what you did last night!

It's wonderful how three souls have the same kind of thinking.

There the three of us sat, talking about everything ranging from politics, dolphins, the degree of weirdness and all sorts.

Not your typical girl talk which purely consists of handsome cute boys and ways to snag them.

If the waiter did not ask us to shift tables, we would have been able to sit there and talk right up till morning.

Anyways, we have to have more of these not-so-empty-talks in a more discrete area.

The guys in the table next to us were inching closer to hear what we were talking about, ordering new batches of food instead of leaving earlier, and staring at us whilst we were happily talking so loudly.

It's really amazing to find another 2 girls who think differently, just the way I do.

Girls, just to let you know, I love the both of you lots! :)

*hearts!*

I miss my two musketeers

I read back the old posts and I can still clearly remember the day MJ pushed that dearly departed pink bottle of hers

[She obviously abandoned that bottle already - Not that she purposely did it]

Haha

RIP botol pink

May it's soul be blessed in bottle heaven for having such an owner

Hehe



Exams are here, and we have been a tad bit busy this semester, which explains the blogging hiatus.

Fret not, and worry not.

We shall have more stories coming up next semester.

Sometimes there's too much to blog about.

Haha.



Enjoy your upcoming holidays to all our course mates!

And to our readers (if there is indeed any), enjoy yourselves where ever you are.

Don't desert us just yet!

:)

We love youuuuuu! :)

Of Jacket, Sleepiness and The Washroom Door

*A few minutes before the stupid incident*

I was very sleepy and tired that day

Had cell bio exam and being a professional procrastinator

I didn't sleep the whole day in order to study for the subject..

(we're supposed to study days or weeks before exam !!)

So when the exam was over, i took a nap outside the exam hall while waiting for the next class which was held in the same hall

I put on Amelia's jacket to avoid paparazzis taking my sleeping pictures

(but it ended up there's a few pictures taken eg. the above picture)

I had a beautiful dream thanks to Amelia's shoulder^^ ( thanks thanks thanks!!)

Then, a lot of people started to fill the corridor to enter into the hall

I got up with Amelia's jacket on and went to the washroom to wash my face

After washing my face, I put on the jacket's hood back onto my head and it sorta covered my face.

( the seniors who were in the toilet called me 50cent daughter => 5cent when I had the hood on my head.. the even took pictures of me in the toilet=.=;)

After the photo taking session, I walked out of the washroom with the hood still covering my face and then..........

BANG!!!!!!!!!!!

I walked straight into the door=.=;

OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MY FACE!!!!!

Lesson of the day:

NEVER TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED..

YOU HAVE EYES RIGHT??

USE IT LAH !!

Mj's Art Of Forgetfulness/Blurness/Dumbness

Once upon a time

There lived (and still living) a princess whose name was Mj

She and her beloved friend, Amelia went to the library.

Amelia went to the library to get her Principle of Nutrition book which she ordered from the library

The princess just went there for the sake of 'looking smart and intelligent and pandai and bijak'

The library was super duper pack on that beautiful sunny day

All the shelves where students are supposed to put their beloved properties (ie bag, bottles, files, smelly shoes, pets) were full.

Therefore, the princess and her friend had no other choice but to put their stuff on top of one of the shelves

Both of them took out their stuff from their bags to bring into the library.

Tiba-tiba!!

The princess saw one great pink-coloured bottle shining on top of the shelf

Her eyes were gleaming.. Her evil side suddenly took control over her

She cant control it anymore..

And so..... She reached up her hand to the beautiful pink bottle and started pushing it..

TrrrRttrtrrtrrtttrrrrTrtrrrrtrrrtrt...(She made the 90's robot motion sound/also similar to M-16 sound...aerrrr..actually I dunno..the princess is tone deaf)

She gave her most stunning smile while doing that and she happily told her friend about her success of pushing in someone bottle inside hoping that the person who left the bottle there wouldn't be able to get it..(well if shes/hes short lah)

Push in some more. Yesh yesh..

The princess' friend looked at her in total shock.. She seemed speechless..

(Hmmmm... she must be jealous that she didnt get the chance to push in someone's bottle in..kakakakakakakakaaka...)

and then..she said to the princess..

Princess' beloved friend: ISN'T THAT YOUR BOTTLE THAT YOU JUST PUSHED IN??

Princess : Is it? (Still didn't get the message..) IS IT??????????????????????( finally her brain start functioning and she GOT the message)

Princess' beloved friend : Now what?? we can't get the bottle..

Princess : Oh..&*^%$%$$..^^%%$$#$...

So both princess and her friend tried jumping, leaping, springing to get back the bottle..

AND IT DIDNT BRING THEM ANY CLOSER TO GETTING THE BEAUTIFUL PINK BOTTLE..

So..

They waited outside the library for someone tall to help her to get back her beautiful pink bottle..

Finally...Everybody lives happily ever after...

Majura's Art of Forgetfulness

If Sun Tzi has an art of war, Majura has an art of forgetfulness.

Her art is beyond those imaginable.

Let me give you a situation which happened yesterday;

Scene 1: Outside the library
Me and Majura had no place to put our bags in and so we decided to put our bags on top of the shelf. Majura put her bottle up first before putting her bag on top.

Majura: *Gleefully smiling away to indicate she has done something naughty* Hehehehe. I just pushed someone's bottle in! Push some moreeee XD
Me: *in total disbelief* Isn't that YOUR bottle?
Majura: Hah?! WHAT?!!! I pushed in my own bottle?!!!
Me: YEAH. And you were so proud you did it. Now what?! We can't reach it at all.

[Do bear in mind that we are short people]

We had to ask some stranger who was taller than us to help her reach for her beautiful pink bottle.

CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!




Now, Scene 2: Outside the library after we had returned our books one day.

Majura takes her bag out of the shelf.
She then looks and stares at the pink bottle.

Majura: Is that MY bottle?
Me: *in more shock and total disbelief that I might as well die laughing or in shock* you just took your bag out of that shelf! How can that NOT be your bottle?! Look at the handle! It's almost broken, obviously it's yours!

OMG.

Somebody please save that woman from becoming a part of the history books for forgetful people.

LOL.

There are many more incidents like this.

Some can make you laugh your butt off (and may even cause farting along the way)

You have to meet this woman to believe it.

Hahahahaha.

The Drunken Fist *!kapow*

*!warrior cry* Oh gosh XD Can you imagine that? This is what happen when you are drunk...I'm quarter drunk now too due to the shark fin soup. I asked the person to put extra wine in it and oh gosh, my body is burning up.

Well, lets just say I don't have a good experience with any alcoholic drink after that incident 4 years ago.

It was chinese new year in 2005 and we visited my uncle during the day. At night, we will be visiting another uncle for a steamboat party. XD I was very excited with all the event and so...well, let's just move on with the story.

Anyway, my uncle got out some of his white wine and even me, an underage kid back then got to have some too. His glass was huge I tell ya, and he just poured the wine full for me. Everyone was exchanging stories while I drink the wine like it was plain water. Gulp it all up like an idiot because I don't feel the effect of it. Thought I was make of steel because I don't feel that drunk yet. Because of that, I took 5 glass of this.

My uncle kept pouring it for me when I finish it. Drink, pour, drink, pour. It goes on until BOOM POW, head started spinning, vision getting blur, mind getting clouded, bladder going to explode. Then my face was as red as a tomato and finally my family realized that I was dead drunk. My uncle then told us to go home since we have been there for so long already and I was already fully drunk.

I walked out of the house, laughing at guess what...a bicycle. It was really funny you know I tell. Seriously, it was so funny that I can't stop laughing even when I was in the car. I kept laughing and laughing and then my stomach feel bloated and I feel like vomiting.

Got back home and I vomit till there's nothing left. Nothing left but still want to vomit. It goes on until the night. Hangover is a b*tch. It didn't leave and I wasted my bloody chinese new year for a hangover. I missed my uncle's steamboat party too. I was all alone in chinese new year. It was so sad...I sleep also cannot sleep. Open my eyes and it hurts. Close your eyes and you can feel the pounding in your head.

I was a living zombie plus...I got nothing to entertain me. It was not until midnight when I read the latest Naruto manga that my hangover stop and you know why...X3 GAARA IS BACK AND HE BECAME KAZEKAGE LIKE HOW HE DID IN MY FANFICTION. Told those people that he can make it to being a Kage. XD Oh gosh, out of topic dy. Silly me.

So after that experience, I sniff alcohol also want to vomit dy. XD Now not so hebat like last time dy but now, I view people who loves alcohol as S*U*I* fool. You catch my drifr. *wak pow!*

We drink chicken's milk

This blog was started on an impulse.

We were walking home when we started talking about all the pranks and stupid jokes we've done on our friends in the past.

So we decided to open a blog to share with everyone out there the really silly things we've done, probably would do, and may have accidentally done.

Our lives seem to always end up like a comedy show, so rather than keeping it to ourselves, we've opened this blog for all to read and laugh and criticize. Haha.

Why chicken milk you say?

Here's the story;



It's 2003 and I am sitting next to this girl.

I brought a soy bean drink to school in my bottle one day and she asks me what is it. Our conversation is as follows;

Her: What is it you've brought today?
Me: Soy bean drink.
Her: *Obviously not listening* What is it?
Me: Chicken Milk.
Her: Whoa. Chicken Milk?! *Shows her utmost shock*

After that, instead of saying it's crap and stuff, she says;

"How do you milk the chicken? Do you squeeze it like this?"
*She goes on to make hand gestures as to how cows are being milked*

Hahahaha.

So that was how the title of this blog came about.

So, I hope you'd come join us in this journey of laughter, fun and love together.

:)