The prank on the poor pity lil poor gal..hahah

These few days of holiday fever had made me feeling extremely lazy. I went out almost daily with my roommate ,who perhaps i can say --had multiple mishaps. She claimed they only happen when she was with me.

On the Friday night prior to the end of semester, we went out to have dinner. But it turned out to be the biggest prank played ever on my friend.

It started when we were on the way home in the bus but the 145 bus didn't continue it s journey, it stopped in the midway because the driver wanted to have dinner break. Then she told me there s something smelly. I can't properly taste the air but i noticed the foul stench (like the wet market smell) coming nearby but i can't find the source.

In the other bus stand as we were waiting to another bus, the wind kept on blowing so it s cold, she covered her head with the hood. That's when we found out where the bad smell came from..

I looked at her with her wet hair and the fluid dripping to her clothes..eww..what a sight..hahahha, i can't help it but to laugh ..The smell was lucidly fresh and super duper fouling(dont't know if such word existed!!)hahahaha..

Pity tht poor gal..we ve got no tissues,no nothing..but to wait until we reach home and will throw all the jacket and clothes into the machine..

friendships and their types

friendships and their types

Friendship can not be properly defined as no borders have been set to make out the true definition of the word.
But through my eyes and experience they can be classified into few categories.
The first type of classification is according to the value of the relationship between the friends.

1)conditional 2)unconditional 3)mixed

Conditional friendships are basically mostly what friendships are about.75%of our friends and the friendship shared belong to this category.Why is it conditional?
People make use of other people all the time. Humans are social creature.

We live in community.We make groups and gangs for multiple reasons. For negative reasons,some people make groups as they think they are superior than others ad dislike the company of others. Some cant get along because of personal beliefs.While some need comfort and sense of acceptance when they join a group.

Conditional friendship=friendship formed for some purposes.(for example classmates,they might be friends on the surface but you cant turn to them when you are in real trouble.But you have to socialise with them because they are connected to you)other example is friendships between bosses and associates,housemates.

These kind of friendships just happen because they need to exist in order for the components of the relation to survive the situation to avoid conflict or to gain something from each other.They are not real as once the situation bends or when they no longer need you,the friendships will die.They will come as they go.

It is not sincere,wont stand through time,jealousy and back stabbing often happen.Sometimes it may cause unwanted stress and hatred in the relationship but we will move on the next day because we need to.

The other kind of friendship is what we can call as unconditional . It is pure,sincere and trustworthy. Trust comes with time and love comes from the heart.We would want to give the best to our friend without asking anything in return.We would side them even if they are the minority.We don't have to understand what they believe in but we will respect them. Support each other through thick and thin, share thoughts and happiness in life are the best things they do with each other. We only need few friends like this and we live in bliss..

These two types of friendship can morph and change according to situations and time.When we have unconditional friendship with other person, we hold an obligation to keep it that way as things can fade. No friendship lasts forever unless we intended to keep it that way.

weird al is the greatest,most creative ,funny artist

too white and nerdy-weird al

my friend wrote a poem.

если станет холодно, представь, что я рядышком
укутываю Тебя одеялом
целую в шейку, нежно глажу по голове рукой, целую в губки..шепчу: Ты самая самая!я
буду скучать Ангелочек...Твой лешка..)
поправляю одеялко и сажусь рядышком)

я хочу обнять, прижаться к Тебе..чувствовать Твое
дыхание...Чувствовать Тебя, что Ты рядом...держать
Тебя ласково..нежно..как кристалик льда боясь
разрушить его...
смотреть в Твои прекрасные глазки..тонуть в Твоем
чарующем взгляде...

держать Твои нежные ручки в своих...поцеловать
Тебя в Твою нежную шейку...
слегка укусить за Твое красивое ушко...прошептать:
Ты самая самая Зайка...
поцеловать Тебя в твои карамельные губки...обнять
и не отпускать..

recipe rendang from amrah..thank you.

RENDANG

3 sudu besar ketumbar
1 sudu besar jintan manis
1 inci halia
1-2 inci lengkuas
3 batang serai
12 ulas bawang merah
2 ulas bawang putih
6 sudu besar cili boh
20 biji cili padi
3 keping asam keeping
4 tin santan atau lebih
Ayam atau daging
3 ¾ sudu besar garam
Daun kunyit
Kerisik

Cara ;

1. ketumbar dan jintan manis ditumbuk atau di blender halus
2. halia,lengkuas , serai, bawang merah , bawang putih, cili padi di blender halus
3. gaulkan ayam atau daging dgn cili boh..dan bahan2 yg diblender dan di kisar halus
4. masukkan santan hingga keluar tahi minyak
5. masukkan daging atau ayam dan masak .hingga empuk
6. tambah santan jika perlu
7. letak garam.,daun kunyit dicuci dan disiat2 dan dimasukkan ke dalm masakan
8. masuk kerisik bila masakan hamper kering
9. masak hingga rending kering jika suka..

** kalau takde ketumbar..jintan manis..lengkuas..tak pe jee..saya tak guna pun..
Kerisik pun kalau sedap letak byk2..tapi kalau takde..tak pekat laaa..
Okay laa tu je..
Slmt mencuba bila2..okay ..paka…

we went skating

Behind rostik Metro oktyaberskaya, is the entrance to the skating ring. We went there with wenli,peter,Anton and another Anton..Entrance fee was 250 and 150 for rent of the shoes.
It was fun and some russian boys asked us how to say hi in other languages. So i taught them in korean. I fell few times but i had great time.

Dead rat,attacking rats,bedbugs

I woke up to the sounds of crunchings,plastic shuffles. So i went to the cupboard to find a big fat rat running away from the cupboard and disappeared..to nowhere..
It was not the rat which i was afraid of but it was the feeling of sickness to the stomach and mounting disgusts that i cant stand whenever i see a rat around!

Plus the bathroom was smelling foul with a dead rat..u can smell the stink but u cant find the carcass of the dead rat..

I did wish for dead rats but now i regretted it as the smell was awful..i hope it s not behind the planks of wood in which we dont have access too!at least if it s under the bathtub,perhaps we can do something ..or ask Sam to do it..hehe...nice fella..thank you very much..

Holy crap!!

i cant believe this video..but about the money ,yes some professors definitely want US dollars..but since i m lack of those i better get myself get going!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQN-9qp3_XE

Am i insufficient??

Every night before i go to bed,i pray to God,hoping He can hear me..Hope He listens to my heart cry,most of the time thanking Him for all that i own.Myself,my family,my friends and the world around me.I thank Him for the peace of mind that i can sleep at night.I Thank HIm for health and happiness in my life.I thank Him for the talents He gave when He made me.I Thank him for people who broke me so i can be a stronger person.I thank Him for the bad situations i ve been through which have moulded my confidence and who i am now,thankful for people who love me and who had loved me before,for the wonderful childhood i had,for the taste of my own tears which have soften my heart,for the many kisses i had and given ,for laying the path before me..

Sometimes before i reach up to all the names i needed to mention my thanks for ,i fell asleep.There are times i would still stay up to mention all,i can think of.All the thanks i needed to be thankful for.It s not only a bout me saying Thanks but in the same process i was constantly reminded of how rich i am,inside out!At the moment in which i was prasing His name,i felt complete,fullfilled,loved,peace,unimaginable sense of belonging, i felt so rich even if i am not perfect nor in full pink of health.

Then the next day ,i would wake up forgetting the Thanks i said. I forgot how many things in life i have that many others would envy.Waking up to look at the ugliness of my eyebags,oily hair.DOnt want to make the list longer,I ll take bath and feel better and fresher.Get dressed up and with coffee to start my day,i ll check my mails and read some news.When i come to the part where people die in fire,hunger strikes in draughted area,war which will never end,diseases..i rather read about technology so i can see where the better future can head to..new robots to do micro/nano surgeries,retinal implantations and others.Hoping by then i would feel better.
but no..instead,I lost my senses to love and appreciate everything around me..I am miserable,depressed person with big ego.Then i ll do what i needed to do..study,managing my life,angry at things i was unable to do..Frustrated when i cant memorize what i urgently need to..Feeling short of talents for a moment there..
Looking back at my practical and attachment days in the holidays,i met amazing people ,doctors,lab technicians,patients,van drivers,surgeons,anesthesiologists,nurses,mid wives,mothers,assistants..many more..i felt so little comparing myself to them..These people have so much of talents and they have been to places i ve never been before,sacrifices they ve made to be where they are ,just too great,too perfect,too beautiful!..
I m just a nobody..This is one of the moment where the time stood still and yet i can feel my heart beats..Each beat tells me that i am still alive and standing ,i still have time to achieve the greatness that these people had achieve.with my incompetency,i impatiently wish that i have greater talents and time to achieve greatness..will i be able to be who i wanted to be?when i am finally there,how will i feel?will i be asking and wishing for more??
Oh!How small i feel...nothing a but mere dust on the computer screen!!Drowning in panic,there is no time!!I am already in my 5th year of medical course..soon to be graduated and crowned as a doctor.But how come i dont feel that i can do the things they do??will i be insufficient?WIll i fail to do what i should when i work?How can i overcome the fear of being lowly qualified?I did what was told,i studied all tht i needed to,sometimes more..but the more i read through,the more i am lacking..Fear of humilation doesnt stop me easily but failure to use what i learned disappoints me a lot...How can a mere diplome prove your competency??red or blue does it matters?

I need experience!!!i wanted to skip the mistakes and straight to the point where i earn the experiences!MAy i do that please!!???i need to breath for one moment..

show me a clear mind so i can see what lies in front of me..Lord show me my way home,show me my destiny..
i am not sure if it was His voice i heard or it was my heart telling me what to do...

For Time being, realising my goal was the best solution to this negative feeling..How does someone becomes immortal in their basic sense?It all comes down to hard work,sacrifices,and individual talents God had given us..With patience, i shall follow the star which drives us to our goal...

And at the end of the day, i would still pray to Him who forgives,and cleanse my heart from tears,low esteem.He made me look good in my own eyes..I am rich once again.

Things started to change..

Things started to change..
The world goes round and round..My principle has changed...Things changed..The people around me changed..The weather changes everyday..My heart rate changes every second..My priority has changed.

Talking about changes,there are certain rules to hold on to when the drift come upon us.What we believed strongly before must become flexible as the situation changes.Adaptations made us mature in the environment, used to be alien to us.

But does the adaptation has the bad side?As my point of view,the answer is yes.Let s start with the few pointers.When we adapt, we get used to the culture and habits of local people. We get used to the smell of second hand cigarettes, we got used to the cold weather, we got used to the disgusting living space,not only the bitterness of alcholic drinks but also the super sour salads.I m speaking about life in Moscow.

Our life has been simplified to simple fast food instead of home cooking,coffee shots instead of sleep,Internet instead of news on tv but then and again we complicate our life by joining certain social groups as if we have so much time leftover from our studies.

Whenever i go home for the summer holiday, i have to get back to my feet. Therefore,adjustments to the hot weather,the regime of taking baths few times a day,to the suroundings,and the newly made highways.I got lost for a moment.Wondering when did my youngest grew so tall,why i cant find kitchen utilities in place,and where the heck are my clothes everytime i got home.Sometimes,some of my girlfriends will call me up and say''hey!Jo ,meet my husband,my son or my new car!''. And then when i visit my high school i cant find the mural i painted nor the beach area which i used to build my dream sand castle or the food stall we used to hang out.

I felt as if i knew Moscow better than my own hometown at that moment.When i visited the place i used to work,people who was there wasnt there anymore.They all seemed be moving on but what i felt for all these stayed the same from the moment i left them..

Sometimes i do envy friends who already own proper carreer,a car maybe or hapily married.Looking at myself ,i had nothing offer ,to anyone and sadly to admit my parents.

I cant help them to ease their burden to pay bills,i cant be with them when they needed my support, i cant talk to them and share moments. But the longer being overseas i started to lose my love for the things i used to love.For example, i dont like to watch tv anymore,i rather spend my time online than reading the daily newspapers,i dislike eating the oily food from hawker stall,i am afraid of strolling at the beach at night,i hate the crowd at pasar malam and many more.

My friends do meet up and we talked for hours but that only happen after long time of planning .Everyone seemed to be busy.Life has put me through difficult situations and many things that had happened changed my mind and perspective.

In some sort of crooked way, i absorbed the experience and my adventure into use.....

Why Do Men Have Nipples?

Why Do Men Have Nipples?
Monday November 27, 2006
Brace yourselves for a low blow, tough guy. Nipples remind us that gender is anything but clear-cut, especially in utero. Whatever your sex, everyone starts off as a woman in the womb.

For the first several weeks a developing embryo follows a "female blueprint," from reproductive organs to nipples. Only after about 60 days does the hormone testosterone kick in (for those of us with a Y chromosome), changing the genetic activity of cells in the genitals and brain. But by then those mammary papillae aren't going anywhere.

So the real question is: why do male nipples come equipped with nerves and blood vessels? In many male mammals nipple formation is stunted by hormones, but not in humans. Did prehistoric men nurse their young? The lack of evidence suggests not. More likely, full-grown nipples—being harmless—don't get weeded out by natural selection.

food craze!!

michael made this
this is red chicken meat in sauce

this is my personal cooking at home!!


here the large ms D's big tasty..
and next is the cokodok alien..