Yes, yes- I know this is a big "No-no" but I just could not resist posting this.
Blonde jokes are mean and wrong! ...And bad! And making fun of people or categorizing them through their hair colour is immoral! Actually categorizing anyone is immoral. SO...
With that said.
Blonds- dye your hair xD
There was a blonde who found herself sitting next to a Lawyer on an airplane. The lawyer just kept bugging the blonde wanting her to play a game of intelligence. Finally, the lawyer offered her 10 to 1 odds, and said every time the blonde could not answer one of his questions, she owed him $5, but every time he could not answer hers, he'd give her $50.00. The lawyer figured he could not lose, and the blonde reluctantly accepted. The lawyer first asked, "What is the distance between the Earth and the nearest star?" Without saying a word the blonde handed him $5. then the blonde asked, "What goes up a hill with 3 legs and comes back down the hill with 4 legs?" Well, the lawyer looked puzzled. He took several hours, looking up everything he could on his laptop and even placing numerous air-to-ground phone calls trying to find the answer. Finally, angry and frustrated, he gave up and paid the blonde $50.00 The blonde put the $50 into her purse without comment, but the lawyer insisted, "What is the answer to your question?" Without saying a word, the blonde handed him $5.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
MAJORLY PSYCHED!!!
Was it really necessary to use that as a title? OH YES IT WAS!!
I'm planning to be goody-goody this year- LOOOOSEEE WEEIIIGHHHTTT-EXERCISINGGGG-EAT WELL.
Well basically just sticking to the first two anyway.
Tomorrow I'm heading off to the gym with a friend -...to check the pricelist AND THEN we'll be regular spinning-people..I think! Or HOPE!
The prices are a bit steep but we shall see what happens..
I'M SO PSYCHED!!!
I'll keep a diary on my weight-tracking u__u (I refuse to set a single toe on a scale right now though)
More to come!!
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Ashley
I'm planning to be goody-goody this year- LOOOOSEEE WEEIIIGHHHTTT-EXERCISINGGGG-EAT WELL.
Well basically just sticking to the first two anyway.
Tomorrow I'm heading off to the gym with a friend -...to check the pricelist AND THEN we'll be regular spinning-people..I think! Or HOPE!
The prices are a bit steep but we shall see what happens..
I'M SO PSYCHED!!!
I'll keep a diary on my weight-tracking u__u (I refuse to set a single toe on a scale right now though)
More to come!!
--
Ashley
Saturday, December 20, 2008
fickles..
Hmm, I've always wondered who actually follows my blog.
Anyways, to update what's been happening recently.
School officialy ended today, finally 2 ½ weeks off or should I say 16 days of slacking and 2 all-nighters to start on my essays due 3 days earlier ;D
Sometimes I wish I were a child again, (well mentally-I AM/WILL ALWAYS BE a child) I remember being so psyched every time Christmas was coming up. Nowadays I'm not as enthusiastic about it. What a shame :(
As always, I develop a little crush on a random person.
I thought I'd got past that stage but unfortunately(?) it's back again.
In fear of anyone who knows me or/and that person I will NOT mention any names xD
I just can't imagine how a person so smart, talented and witty can be single o__Ô
(okay I've said too much!!!)
What else is new...
Well I performed at the school cabaret on Wednesday :D
Not too delighted with my own performance but oh well- people still liked it.. I think?
I bought final fantasy XII the other day, as well! :D (Yes I am definitely a wannabe-game dork.)
Let's see what this weekend has to offer...
And what happens to my little crush..
More to be revealed dun dun dun..
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Anyways, to update what's been happening recently.
School officialy ended today, finally 2 ½ weeks off or should I say 16 days of slacking and 2 all-nighters to start on my essays due 3 days earlier ;D
Sometimes I wish I were a child again, (well mentally-I AM/WILL ALWAYS BE a child) I remember being so psyched every time Christmas was coming up. Nowadays I'm not as enthusiastic about it. What a shame :(
As always, I develop a little crush on a random person.
I thought I'd got past that stage but unfortunately(?) it's back again.
In fear of anyone who knows me or/and that person I will NOT mention any names xD
I just can't imagine how a person so smart, talented and witty can be single o__Ô
(okay I've said too much!!!)
What else is new...
Well I performed at the school cabaret on Wednesday :D
Not too delighted with my own performance but oh well- people still liked it.. I think?
I bought final fantasy XII the other day, as well! :D (Yes I am definitely a wannabe-game dork.)
Let's see what this weekend has to offer...
And what happens to my little crush..
More to be revealed dun dun dun..
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Thursday, December 11, 2008
Good tidings we bring :D
I can't believe Christmas is creeping up on us as we speak!
Just another week of school and another 2 weeks till we gather round the dinner table with our lovely friends and family, sampling the delicacies on what feels like thousands of plates.
I can't wait!
I'm lucky enough this semester, having "only" one test left before the break is all I can manage for now, and I'm glad I don't have more crap to deal with. :D
Life has been pretty sweet these past few days, I feel quite accomplished.. And at peace. (Hah, that sounds a little death-wish-ish).
I ended earlier today so I decided to spontaneously decorate the entire house with our Christmas decorations, lying outside in the shed waiting to be unpacked and hung up here and there.
The tree is almost fully decorated, as always- we're sticking to a plastic tree.
The last time we had a real Christmas tree was in 2004 ...I think.
I also settled some of my Christmas shopping, as I usually only buy presents for my parents (it's confusing to buy gifts for my friends since I don't know who to buy for and who not to buy for- I'm not that rich x___x; ), and my best friend.
I finally set up my wish list as well :D
This year I'm hoping for Super Smash Brothers Brawl for my Wii, and Final Fantasy IV/Harvest Moon: Happiness island/Chrono Trigger (<-- Not out yet T__T) for DS.... Hah- I might only get one game though xP
Stupid financial crisis..
Last year's Christmas present was definitely the best though. My beloved laptop from Dell! Bubblegum pink 1520 inspiron <33333333>
It was truly love at first sight..
--
Just another week of school and another 2 weeks till we gather round the dinner table with our lovely friends and family, sampling the delicacies on what feels like thousands of plates.
I can't wait!
I'm lucky enough this semester, having "only" one test left before the break is all I can manage for now, and I'm glad I don't have more crap to deal with. :D
Life has been pretty sweet these past few days, I feel quite accomplished.. And at peace. (Hah, that sounds a little death-wish-ish).
I ended earlier today so I decided to spontaneously decorate the entire house with our Christmas decorations, lying outside in the shed waiting to be unpacked and hung up here and there.
The tree is almost fully decorated, as always- we're sticking to a plastic tree.
The last time we had a real Christmas tree was in 2004 ...I think.
I also settled some of my Christmas shopping, as I usually only buy presents for my parents (it's confusing to buy gifts for my friends since I don't know who to buy for and who not to buy for- I'm not that rich x___x; ), and my best friend.
I finally set up my wish list as well :D
This year I'm hoping for Super Smash Brothers Brawl for my Wii, and Final Fantasy IV/Harvest Moon: Happiness island/Chrono Trigger (<-- Not out yet T__T) for DS.... Hah- I might only get one game though xP
Stupid financial crisis..
Last year's Christmas present was definitely the best though. My beloved laptop from Dell! Bubblegum pink 1520 inspiron <33333333>
It was truly love at first sight..
--
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
an epiphany...
I was just about to switch my laptop off and get to bed, reading through my second blogg-post I thought, "Wow, I have too many grammatic errors in this text and I'm too lazy to do anything about it". Then I remembered a certain e-mail I recieved a while back.
It made me laugh, because- it is quite logical.. Well it is to me.
Read and enjoy.
And be glad that my grammar isn't that bad...yet.
We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Then shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?
Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!
Let's face it - English is a crazy language.
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England.
We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly,
boxing rings are square,
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.
If you have a bunch of o! dds and ends
and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up
as it burns down,
in which you fill in a form by filling it out,
and in which an alarm goes off by going on.
And, in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?
AND IF PEOPLE FROM POLAND ARE CALLED POLES
THEN PEOPLE FROM HOLLAND SHOULD BE HOLES AND THE GERMANS, GERMS
It made me laugh, because- it is quite logical.. Well it is to me.
Read and enjoy.
And be glad that my grammar isn't that bad...yet.
We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Then shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?
Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!
Let's face it - English is a crazy language.
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England.
We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly,
boxing rings are square,
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.
If you have a bunch of o! dds and ends
and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up
as it burns down,
in which you fill in a form by filling it out,
and in which an alarm goes off by going on.
And, in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?
AND IF PEOPLE FROM POLAND ARE CALLED POLES
THEN PEOPLE FROM HOLLAND SHOULD BE HOLES AND THE GERMANS, GERMS
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Finally not Saturday...
I had the silliest weekend, blergh.
On Saturday I was determined to study for my chemistry test (that I had today, but that is irrelevant at the moment), but being the lazy person that I am I negotiated with myself that I'd first tidy up my room before dragging those clumsy chemistry books out of my bag and get a back-ache from sitting in the same position for too long. When I say tidy my room, it usually involves clearing my desk, when I say clear my desk it usually means that I have heaps of clothes on my desk, as well as books and random papers that need to be sorted.
So after about 30 minutes of shoving heaps of clothes back into my wardrobe and pressing down those unsorted piles of papers in my desk drawers, I found a key in my top drawer.
Uncertain of which key it was I was caught by surprise when it fit in my desk lock.
I turned the key left and right but nothing seemed to happen, so I put the key back in the first drawer and closed it. That's when I heard the click..
I had just locked my drawer, even worse- the key for the lock was in my drawer.
I panicked and even scratched myself on a pin I was trying to use to pry open the lock.
Then I remembered- the table top could be lifted up, and then I'd have the top drawer exposed long enough to dig for the key and open my drawers again!
The joy!! Or so I thought. My brilliant idea didn't exactly fail, but in order to follow through with it, I had to not only remove my computer speakers but also my 2nd screen and my radio speakers as well as 2 random shelf-things. Cds were falling out from everywhere, books, pencils.. after another 20 minutes my desk was almost completely cleared, till I realised I was way too weak to lift the entire wooden table-top myself!!
Standing there almost done with the brilliant plan I had thought out, not too detailed, in my mind I sat on my chair perplexed and started coming up of another way to lift this huge piece of wood.
Finally my dad came home, I acted as if it were an emergency, urging him to quickly aid me in this desperate hour!
Finally after another 5 minutes of fiddling around with the stupid table, the top was lifted and I could quickly slide my hand into the drawer to retrieve the key.
After all the hassle me and my dad smiled and fit the key into the lock.
....It didn't budge.
almost bending the key, breaking it, we couldn't open the stupid drawers.
NOW WHAT! I thought.
Mum came in and turned the key about 2 degrees.
Click.
...Stupid Saturday. Not only had I spent 4 hours cleaning my table and its content but I had also wasted 2 hours moving everything on and off it.
Finally isn't Saturday anymore..
On Saturday I was determined to study for my chemistry test (that I had today, but that is irrelevant at the moment), but being the lazy person that I am I negotiated with myself that I'd first tidy up my room before dragging those clumsy chemistry books out of my bag and get a back-ache from sitting in the same position for too long. When I say tidy my room, it usually involves clearing my desk, when I say clear my desk it usually means that I have heaps of clothes on my desk, as well as books and random papers that need to be sorted.
So after about 30 minutes of shoving heaps of clothes back into my wardrobe and pressing down those unsorted piles of papers in my desk drawers, I found a key in my top drawer.
Uncertain of which key it was I was caught by surprise when it fit in my desk lock.
I turned the key left and right but nothing seemed to happen, so I put the key back in the first drawer and closed it. That's when I heard the click..
I had just locked my drawer, even worse- the key for the lock was in my drawer.
I panicked and even scratched myself on a pin I was trying to use to pry open the lock.
Then I remembered- the table top could be lifted up, and then I'd have the top drawer exposed long enough to dig for the key and open my drawers again!
The joy!! Or so I thought. My brilliant idea didn't exactly fail, but in order to follow through with it, I had to not only remove my computer speakers but also my 2nd screen and my radio speakers as well as 2 random shelf-things. Cds were falling out from everywhere, books, pencils.. after another 20 minutes my desk was almost completely cleared, till I realised I was way too weak to lift the entire wooden table-top myself!!
Standing there almost done with the brilliant plan I had thought out, not too detailed, in my mind I sat on my chair perplexed and started coming up of another way to lift this huge piece of wood.
Finally my dad came home, I acted as if it were an emergency, urging him to quickly aid me in this desperate hour!
Finally after another 5 minutes of fiddling around with the stupid table, the top was lifted and I could quickly slide my hand into the drawer to retrieve the key.
After all the hassle me and my dad smiled and fit the key into the lock.
....It didn't budge.
almost bending the key, breaking it, we couldn't open the stupid drawers.
NOW WHAT! I thought.
Mum came in and turned the key about 2 degrees.
Click.
...Stupid Saturday. Not only had I spent 4 hours cleaning my table and its content but I had also wasted 2 hours moving everything on and off it.
Finally isn't Saturday anymore..
Friday, December 5, 2008
After almost 9 months...
Haha I just realised the title I used could be a little misleading.
Let me explain myself: I started my account on blogger in March 'O8 thinking I'd be a frequent blogger- as I am a very ranty person. Little did I know that I'd forget about it- I believe I neglected my dusty blog all this while because I had no clue what to write about. How do you actually introduce your first blog message? Well I guess I got mine over and done with.
As I've never posted here before I guess I should start off by introducing myself.
I am generally seen as optimistic- but I'm also "brutally honest", I see no point in lying about my personal opinions, who is there to say what I think is right or wrong? Hmm.. What else.. My parents are from Taiwan and Singapore and I myself am born and brought up in this season-shifting, slow-paced country known as Sweden. I don't plan to write about anything specific in this blog..Mainly what I do on a daily basis... My thoughts and the works- to sum it all up: This blog will be full of ranting nonsense and crap.
Back to my blog title: I hope you've realised,by the time you've read this, that I am NOT pregnant.. I just happened to write here after 9 months of creating my blogging profile. Got it? Good..
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Sincerely
Ashley Dawn
Let me explain myself: I started my account on blogger in March 'O8 thinking I'd be a frequent blogger- as I am a very ranty person. Little did I know that I'd forget about it- I believe I neglected my dusty blog all this while because I had no clue what to write about. How do you actually introduce your first blog message? Well I guess I got mine over and done with.
As I've never posted here before I guess I should start off by introducing myself.
I am generally seen as optimistic- but I'm also "brutally honest", I see no point in lying about my personal opinions, who is there to say what I think is right or wrong? Hmm.. What else.. My parents are from Taiwan and Singapore and I myself am born and brought up in this season-shifting, slow-paced country known as Sweden. I don't plan to write about anything specific in this blog..Mainly what I do on a daily basis... My thoughts and the works- to sum it all up: This blog will be full of ranting nonsense and crap.
Back to my blog title: I hope you've realised,by the time you've read this, that I am NOT pregnant.. I just happened to write here after 9 months of creating my blogging profile. Got it? Good..
--
Sincerely
Ashley Dawn
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