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Zits - Odd Habits

2008-12-02T07:54:00.000-08:00

Jeremy Duncan is a very untidy, messy, lazy and sometimes just silly boy. He doesn't seem to realize or even register the consequences of his actions... could he be slightly retarded? But anyway, we love him for his weirdness!!

Zits - Teenage Life

2008-12-02T07:10:00.000-08:00

Zits - Parents Vs. Teen

2008-12-02T06:31:00.000-08:00

I think most of the funniest comic strips in Zits comes from this section... I was laughing all the way at almost all of these ones. Enjoy!!

Zits - Conversation Non

2008-11-12T21:49:00.000-08:00

Pastor Chris

2008-11-06T02:30:00.000-08:00

Degan dukacitanya saya maklumkan, Reverend Christopher Long, the one and only, will be moving on to KL with his family to pastor another church, passing on the baton of Grace Family Sanctuary to Reverend Victor Gonzalez and his wife Anusha.

Truthfully, I feel like I don't have much right to say much because I've only been here for a little over 10 months. Then again I look back and wonder why the heck did I want to move to Banting anyway - it was because I knew that GFS Banting was here and THE CHRIS LONG was pastoring at GFS Banting!! Oh and also because my sister was studying here and all too.

But back to the point. There are many other church members whose lives have been closely connected. intertwined and touched by Rev Chris, his flamboyant wife Sherlin Long, and his children who are bizzarely unique in their different ways - Nathanael, Tabitha and Deborah Long. These aforementioned people have practically lived their lives in Banting and grew up in the church. It will be no surprise when this Sunday, the church will be flooded with tears because everyone is oh-so-sad.

But as for me, although I doubt I will cry or anything, I have to say that I will miss them terribly. Let me desribe why.

Rev Christopher Long is so famous in almost all Malaysia and even other parts of the world including Singapore, Fiji, Indonesia, Australia, and many more. He is such a powerful speaker with a heart for the young people. He is also very, very, very, very, very funny. I remember in conferences back at Kuching where he would make everyone laugh not out of "holy laughter" but really funny jokes that is very appropriate for the young people. But in "real life" he is down-to-earth, serious but with a humourous twist.

[Pastor Chris and I]

Sister Sherlin Anita Long, is quite the opposite, I think. She is FLAMBOYANT. Definition of flamboyant from Oxford dictionary:
1. (of people or their behaviour) different, confident and exciting in a way that attracts attention.
2. bright, colourful and noticeable
All the above perfectly describes Sis Sherlin. She is always so open and loving that is like a magnet that draws everyone. She never hesitates to give a big wide smile, and great big hug and compliments that is always sincere. She brings about her an aura of constant excitement and bubbling joy that is oh-so-contagious. Yet, she is a powerful woman in her own right - she defends her faith, her children and her church like a fierce tigress. She preaches a storm althought she said she doesn't like preaching. She will leave a great big shoe for Sis Anusha to fill!!

Nathanael Long follows after his father, I think. Serious and quiet but can be surprisingly loud and noisy when he's in the right mood and with the "right" people. He doesn't pretend, that's what I like about him. He and I aren't really good friends for some undisclosed reasons, although we meet almost everyday in school and tuition, but he doesn't pretend to be friends with me. He doesn't pretend to be a good angelic boy just because his father is a pastor. He ~~doesn't pretend not to be a dirty little boy with a dirty little mind~~ is also very very talented musician. He plays the drums like nobody's business. Again, a big shoe for any GFS drummer to fill.

On the other hand, Tabitha Long is quite like her mother. She is very sociable and talkative, likes to tease people and doesn't mind being teased back. She makes newcomers feel so welcomed. She doesn't hold back. No, none of them every holds back in giving to God and to people. ~~Oh and she confessed to me that she liked me but two weeks later got a new crush hahaha...~~

Deborah Long... is a funny little girl who loves to play hide a seek.

[Deborah, Tabi and I]

[Rev Victor, Anusha, Tabi and I]

Anyway, I pray that God will bless the family and keep them safe wherever they go, and that Rev Chris' ministry will increase and multiply hundredfold. They will indeed be sorely missed!! They leave a legacy behind - a legacy of love, honour and complete worship to God that GFS Banting will live by and cherish. God bless you.

President Barack Obama

2008-11-04T23:10:00.001-08:00

Whoa! I just found out that Barack Obama won the presidential election in America. Awesome! He will be the first African-American president of the United States. It was "a defining moment, change has come to America!"

I kind of knew from the start that he would win. When I heard him in the debates, he was always so calm, firm and positive, whereas McCain was kind of negative and all. His policies were very sound, aiming for the good of all Americans and to help the poor.

I'm not an American so I don't have much right to say much, except that I hope and pray that Obama will be a God-fearing leader to America, fulfill his promises, and lead the country as well as the rest of the world to a future of peace and prosperity. According to analysts, the older people voted for McCain whereas Obama's win came from more young people voting. That's amazing, young people are getting involved in their country. This totally represents change coming to America, and to the rest of the world.

Nothing is impossible. What may seem like a far-fetched idea might not be after all. If you have a dream, you push forward towards it - you go for it. Racism - no longer an issue! I would like to go to America one day...

God bless America!! And my SPM...

Gorsh

2008-10-30T23:39:00.000-07:00

Wow, SPM is drawing near - very, very near. 10 more days even as I speak.
Very soon my life as a secondary school student will be over. I will no longer wear this stupid white uniform and tie. I will no longer lug heavyweight school bags to school, wake up in the dead of dawn to bathe and eat breakfast nor stand in stupid assemblies in the scorching sun.

Frankly speaking, it's a bitter-sweet feeling. It's sweet, of course, to be finally free of government exams, text books and all that. No more school, oh yeah! But hey, I'll miss my classmates. I'm sad that 12 years of school life will be over. It's a whole new world out there that I don't really know because I've been under the shelter of school. Beyond these years, true friends are hard to find. People will start walking in and out of your life, there ain't no one you can really stick to.

OK I'm being over-dramtically melancholic, so should I just say... I can't wait for SPM to be over!! Actually, truthfully, I can't wait for it to COME. I actually want to sit for SPM to the fullest - feel every tense nerve popping, feel the stress, trauma and sensation of sitting for the ultimate exam of your life - no, not really.

Did you know there will be many other exams to come? SPM is not the final exam, and it is definitely not the hardest - that is if you're aiming for more. I know my sisters studying Medicine are struggling through really tough exams, every year! This make me wonder why we study so hard to sit for such difficult exams, only to study ever harder and sit for even tougher exams. But at the end of the the day, your success is directly proportional to how the harder exams that you sit for. True or false? Not really, but like a MES alumni at Canada once told us, "The better your results, the more options you will have". True, true.

In conclusion, I can't wait for 11th November to come, but I am dreading 27th because that... will be the end. No more Form 5. No more school. I think I'll miss it.

But now I'm still Form 5. I'm still sitting for SPM. Can I shut up and get back studying?

Zits - Technology

2008-10-28T03:22:00.000-07:00

Zits - Man Vs. Music

2008-10-28T03:08:00.000-07:00

Zits - One With the Phone

2008-10-28T03:03:00.000-07:00

Zits - Habitat Series

2008-10-27T04:45:00.000-07:00

Zits - Could My...

2008-10-27T04:36:00.000-07:00

Zits - Eat It All

2008-10-27T04:28:00.000-07:00

Zits - Teen Pregnancy

2008-10-27T02:39:00.000-07:00

ZIts - Pierce's Party

2008-10-27T02:36:00.000-07:00

Zits - Cleanliness. Or Lack Of It.

2008-10-27T02:28:00.000-07:00

The H.A.T.

2008-10-26T06:20:00.000-07:00

[From the original blog, KaNa KaNa, because the girl mentioned ordered me to delete... well I deleted from THE blog, right?]

Hosanna's Amazing Talents (H.A.T.)

My sister is one of the most amazing women I know. But she thinks she is not. I want to tell her that she is. Hosanna... this is for you.

1. Encourager
You make others feel so loved and welcomed. You have a sweet, gentle spirit that is always so willing to reach out to the lonely, disheartened people and talk to them. Do you not realize that everyone always wants to talk to you, because you are so easy to talk to! You are always so quick to give praise but slow to criticize. You really encourage everyone around you, did you know that?

2. Amazing listener
Contrary to what some terrible people have said, NO, a chair cannot listen to people because it does not care a whisker about others because all it hears is the occasional fart from the occasional arse. But you, on the other hand, are always ready to give a listening ear and a helping hand. Everyone and anyone can go to you with thoughts and problems to share because you are so caring and understanding. Not everyone can listen, you know; some people only like to talk and talk but never listen, some people neither talk nor listen (like me), but you know how and when to talk and listen!

3. Eloquent speaker
You may want to disagree with me but the fact that you want to do so shows your ability to argue - remember your debate in Melaka with some guy from Ireland? I was listening intently and hereby declare you the winner because you argued so very well! You give oral speeches like nobody's business, you debate about Theory of Knowledge like you created it!

4. You cannot get straight A's in SPM and PMR without a brain, can you? You CANNOT get all A1's for all the Science and Maths subjects in SPM without some degree of smartness. You may think that you're not smart but results do not lie. An A1 for Additional Maths in SPM has to count for something - and I know you definitely did not cheat, because...

5. You are the most honest girl I know. You have such strong convictions and consciences that I am constantly in awe. You speak what is in your heart, you do what you know is right - is the word "lying" even in your vocabulary?

6. Competent pianist
You may think that you are not good at playing the piano, but girl, I can name many, many pianists who think they are good but you beat them hands down. No one can be the best because there will always be someone better, but you CAN play. You just need to practice more and listen to what you play.

7. Lovely singer
You have a melodious, gentle voice that has a soothing and crystal-like quality to it. You may not have the powerful vocals of Whitney Houston or the 8-octave voice of Alicia Keys but you can sing! Again, I can name plenty of people who try to sing, fail miserably, but still think they can sing. (Am I one of them?) You, on the other hand, have a tender and loving voice that I wished I would hear more often.

8. You dress to kill. You have such charm and loveliness about you, not just inside but outside as well! You have been my moving and talking mirror ever since I cared about clothes. Many of my friends say you are hot. You have had plenty of boyfriends and admirers. Need I say more? [Unfortunately, for all you hopefuls out there, she's not available at the moment... in fact there are two suitors right now... haha, my lips are sealed.]

9. You have such a sense of humour! You make me laugh, smile, cry... it is always a pleasure when you come home every weekend. There's really so much that you can do, are doing and have done that you either do not know or think too little of. You light up my world, girl!

10. Last but never the least, you are so humble. Too humble, in fact, because you think so lowly of yourself yet so highly of others. You have plenty of gifts and talents that others do not have. You have so much love and hospitality for others that you can touch lives around you. So, why not be thankful with what you have, and be grateful for what you do not have that you do not want? XD

You rock, sistah!!!

Sick

2008-10-24T02:40:00.000-07:00

I'm sick. Sick. Sick, hear me?
Both in body and in mind... lol. Not enough leucocytes, that's why. I am writing nonsense here. Oh well. Going to sleep...

By the way, I like Flavia Pennetta, a tennis player. She looks like a Malay relative of mine in Kuching. My dad agrees. Lol. Hope she does well.

If You're Happy

2008-10-23T05:22:00.000-07:00

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
*clap clap clap*
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
*clap clap clap*
If you're happy and you know it
And you really want to show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
*clap clap clap*

If you're happy and you know it click my ads,
*click click click*
If you're happy and you know it click my ads,
*click click click*
If you're happy and you know it
And you really want to show it
If you're happy and you know it click my ads.
*click click click*

XD

Worship

2008-10-21T16:30:00.000-07:00

I found this on Bert Bert's blog. I thought it was amazing. A bit of a wake-up call, in fact. Worship is not about us at all.

I've always known this because being in EmBaCY taught me the true meaning of it all, but now in Banting I'm not so sure. Not everyone has the right mentality. Hope everyone can watch this and realize what worship means.

Anger management

2008-10-21T01:03:00.000-07:00

Don't watch Anger Management. It's a story of a guy (Adam Sandler) who wanted nothing more than peace. But I had the patience to stay through the whole walk of disturbing things that ended pretty cheesily.

Best Of Both Worlds

2008-07-03T05:21:00.001-07:00

My friend, Hoi Yen or called Ai-Ran by most, said something that made me realize how privileged I am. During Sejarah lesson, we were learning about the Perlembagaan (constitution) of Malaysia that states that we as Bumiputeras have special rights in economy, education and things like that, this having been agreed with by the past non-Bumi leaders to exchange with the rights to citizenship.

My friend said that I am very lucky because I have both religious freedom (unlike Malays) and special rights as an Iban (unlike Chinese and Indians). I can have any religion I want as well as enjoy benefits like banking, business, scholarships and such things.

However many of my race's people take this for granted, and so we see so many who have a lackadasical attitude towards their future. Most do not bother too much about their studies. But the Chinese and Indians are a different matter. They are competitive, hardworking, smart on their feet - they need to be, because our Constitution is made in such and such a way.

As for me, I have a bit of both! Chinese mentality, Iban privileges - I'll have to work hard to make good use of them! XD

One-man Choir

2008-06-25T00:04:00.000-07:00

I tried to record the accapella "Someone To Watch Over Me" - with myself as SATB. With my falsetto it is fun but quite hard to sing the soprano parts AND the darn tenor parts (my voice very scratchy already larr) but I think it turned out quite nice. Not as good as a real choir, of course... but here...
CLICK HERE to load the song...
tell me what you think on my main blog!!

More Thrashings

2008-03-30T23:42:00.000-07:00

I hate Mr. XXXX so much. He teaches a subject that I don't really like but I have to do well in. (I mentioned about him insulting Sarawak in my previous post) He is known as the King of Sarcasm. He is so annyoing!!! (spelling mistake is not accidental, mind you)

These are his latest remarks:

"I'm sure you don't have these papers in Sarawak?"
TO MY FACE. I wanted to kick him and say "What the hell of course we do, you people don't even want to study! My ass larr.. my school in Sarawk got more straight A's than you larr!" (FYI, MES didn't get a single straight A1 student, but Batu Lintang got how many? FOUR!!)

"Why is there a sticker on your head?"
Asking a girl, Parames, whose eye got hit by a hockey stick and patched up with gauze and looking miserable. It was so mean!!

And the last one for today...
"Eh, in Sarawak got tuition wan kah?"
I refused to look at him for fear I would lunge at his throat and strangle him.

Oh, God, bless Malaysia.

An Outcry of Disdain from KaNa KaNa

2008-03-27T04:39:00.000-07:00

Now, please give me a moment to explain what I am about to do. In the next few lines you shall be reading of my duly written bitchings complaints about something that I, as well as other classmates of mine, feel entirely discontented about.

Having said that, I fervently pray that the person involved in this public outcry will never ever read this or I shall have my ass skinned and my life terminated before I can say "shit!!". Seriously. So, having said that, here we go...

In my 17 years if life, I have loathed, detested and despised too many teachers to count. Of course, I should hope that the number would be few as it is not entirely pleasing nor wise to be in the state of resentment towards someone who is to give me a whole year's worth of education and determine much of my success in examinations. But there are, regrettably, some teachers who have fallen into my disgrace for reasons that I cannot fully describe. I had hoped to be on good terms with the citizens of my new school in Banting, but alas, my hopes have been dashed - not once, not twice, but... quite a number of times.

One of these people to have let me down is XXXX. I am sorry to not be able to use names for security reasons, but just to give thou a hint: The subject the person teaches is the subject being taught by my favourite teacher of all time. Now, this teacher is not all that bad - in fact there are others whom I loathe far more than the one in question, for example another one, XXXXX who keeps degrading Sarawak by saying things like, "Of course lah you don't have the (subject he/she teaches) paper because you live in Sarawak. You live by the river ah?" (I really wanted to kick him/her) and other things implying the same thing with the same tone.

Anyway, back to the main topic, this XXXX that I have developed a slight dislike towards, grieved me as well as others like Lik Pin, Tejhpal and Boon Fang greatly during class. The story is like this: We were trying to do something a bit more than exepcted of us and correct mistakes in a piece of paper but the teacher in quesiton reprimanded us saying "it's so simple really, just add the 's' (ASS) there and don't go around the bush doing whatever.." (something like that lah) He aslo made us, the first class, copy a material that is C-grade, and why, I wonder? Why should we copy something that is way below our standard? He think we very stupid and lousy ah? Anyways, he is also damn boring and does not come into class very often, thank God...

I conclude my quoting some things from the Bible:

Psalms 119:99
"I have more insight than all my teachers, for I meditate on your statutes..."
Proverbs 5:13
"I would not obey my teachers or listen to my instructors..."

OK so I'm misusing the Bible and taking it all out of meaning, God forgive my sinful soul, but what I wanted to say was...

Luke 6:40
"A student is not above his teacher, but everyone who is fully trained will be like his teacher."
Romans 13:1
"Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God."

In other words, the Bible tells us to respect and honour authority as well as submit to them because God put them over us. I hereby proclaim that all that has been said about certain teachers to be ineffective. Null... I hope that keeps me safe... for now...

The Cursed Pantun

2008-02-06T06:11:00.000-08:00

[Please read with caution. Readers' discretion is advised.]

Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn.
~~Shit~~ ~~shit~~ ~~shit~~ ~~shit~~ ~~shit~~ ~~shit~~
~~Goddammit... I mean, Allah dammit (as Akhmed the dead terrorist says it)~~
Something disastrous happened yesterday that almost brought instant calamity upon my whole year of school life in MES. Something totally unexpected, crashing down on me like a tsunami, without a word or sound of warning at all.

It was actually a very, very small matter than wouldn't have been a bother to anyone from, say, the busier town of Kuching, but somehow being in Banting, everyone loves the action and commotion, so they made this molehill into... a extravagantly gargantuan volcano, so to speak.

[The above statement was an inference only and not to show favouritism for or against any city or town]

It all started on a lovely Monday morning. Most of my class teachers were not around for some unknown reason, therefore our class, 5 Newton, was left unsupervised for most of the morning. Of course, as anyone would expect, chaos reigned in the class, as the saying goes, when the cat's away the mice will play...

However, not everyone was making a din in the first Form 5 class in MES. Many people like myself were intent on doing as much homework as they possible could and to squeeze in some amount of reading. ... o.O ... OK, fine, I wasn't being all that hardworking, but the point is, some people wanted to have some peace and quiet. So, I, being a responsible class monitor, decided to take things into my own hands.

There was a boy by the name of XXXX XXXX from the second class, 5 Curie, who walked into 5 Newton. I personally never liked him because he was noisy, disgusting (he spits everywhere) and untidy. However, he has been good friends of many of my classmates for many years, so he liked coming into my class to chatter and disturb people. After a while, I asked him very corteously to leave. However, he refused to obey my command, leaving me at loss of what to do.

Then, a spark of ingenuity came to me - the pen is greater than the sword! So, I tried to be clever and wrote a pantun (a Malay tradisional poem) to get Mr. XXXX out of the class. I wrote it on the whiteboard, and it was effective in chasing Mr. XXXX out for the moment. My classmates applauded me for my cleverness. That's when the trouble started...

Pantun Yang Binasa Itu

Ibu memasak lauk kari,
Bersama dengan padi petani;
Kalau kamu dari 5 Curie,
Janganlah masuk ke kelas ini.

[Translation: Those from 5 Curie, please don't come into this class]

Apparently, this caused a mini-revolution in the second class. From what I heard, when the others from 5 Curie read this, they suddenly poured out of the class in a torrent, holding brooms and dustpans, ready to beat me to a pulp, so to speak. Their teacher was even still in their class! They took to writing their own poems to make fun of my class and me, vulgar words quickly flowing out of their vocabulary. But my spy and inside man came to the rescue and erased the words from their whiteboard. He later told me about their plans to beat me up after school and the next day, but thankfully I had some errands to run for one of the teachers, so by the time I went out of the gate, the van that picks me and the inside man up had arrived, so I hopped in and left, making a quick getaway from the guys waiting for me by the trees. Whew.

Hold it... you may be wondering, WHY exactly did they respond that way? I had no idea myself, but one of my friends explained that the people from 5 Curie and 5 Newton have been friends for ages. When they read the offending pantun, they felt that the Newton kids had become proud, arrogant and assumed that they were the best. This suddenly caused classism among the students. The Newtons supported me, the Curies supported Mr. XXXX...

Suddenly, I was getting very, very worried. What deep shit have I gotten myself into? I figured out that I had 4 options:

1. Ponteng sekolah. [Translation: forced truancy]
I suddenly realized how those pitiful kids who "play" truant feel - like they were being surounded, enclosed, suffocated by bullies, boring classes and nasty teachers. They had no choice but to run!!

2. Hire bodyguards.
Unfortunately, most of my friends are weaklings, and the inside man, being a big boy, would be supporting his own class, so I would be left with skinny sticks to defend me... Xo

3. Move back to Kuching!!
Ah, how wonderful it would be, but alas, that would be impossible, and besides I would have to tell my parents the whole story, which I do NOT want to do as I would come off as cowardly, AND my parents would make an even bigger molehill out of the already titanic mountain.

4. Show them how Christians do it
The Bible says, if someone slaps you on your cheek, slap them back a hundredfold. Or something like that... NOT. The Word of God tells us to "turn the other cheek" and to "love your enemies". I never had a chance to make enemies... until now. Who knows, this may be an opportunity to show God's love as well as to make new friends with these blustering rascals.

Anyhow, I had to do something, so I attempted to make ammends the same way I caused the trouble. I spent last night writing a long pantun to express regret and remorse for my words.

Pantun Harmoni

Ketua kelas berkuasa sakti,
Ingin menguasai daerah Kuala Langat;
Kalau kamu terkecil hati,
Janganlah tersinggung sangat.

Hari in hari Selasa,
Banyak orang yang kaya raya;
Mulut bercakap mudah binasa,
Pena ditulis lagi tajam matanya.

Pertandingan berpantun telah dianjur,
Pemenangnya banyak merupakan para sahabat;
Kata diluah sudah terlanjur,
Mengambil balik sudah terlambat.

Bulan kedua sudahpun kelam-kabut,
Ada murid tertinggal keretapi;
Sebuah bukit kecil semut-semut,
Janganlah dijadikan gunung berapi!

Puteri MES cantiknya muka,
Putera MES amatlah berani;
Aku menghulurkan tangan terbuka,
Supaya kita hidup aman dan harmoni.

Sebatang kayu jati amat merana,
Takut dimakan anai-anai;
Kalau dari kelas mana-mana,
Dijemput datang beramai-ramai.

[Translation: If you were upset, please don't be. The mouth easily speaks destruction, but even sharper is the point of the pen. Words spoken cannot be taken back. Don't make a volcano out of an anthill. I extend my welcome to all so that we live in peace and harmony. If you are from whichever class, you are welcomed to come in...]

The result? No one lifted a finger against me, BUT - the class of 5 Newton became all the noisier, with people from many other classes coming into 5 Newton because most of the teachers didn't come... again. I could not do anything, but as long as I'm safe... why bother?

Why is it that most of the trouble I get into somehow comes about because of my tongue? Or more precisely, my incorrect choice of words? I cannot count the inumerable times I have gotten into rows with my mother because of this... *sigh* Above everything else, all this commotion was probably caused by me trying to be too clever for my own good.

Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year!! To myself - a New Year with no relatives around, definitely less angpow (or none?!!), hopefully I can get some homework and study done...??!!
Xo Xo Xo

Photos from Florence the Camp Photographer

2007-12-20T23:35:00.000-08:00

Credits to Florence Goh.

Photos grabbed

2007-12-16T07:02:00.000-08:00

Photos from
Daniel
and Albert

D' Encounter camp 2007 (from my camera)

2007-12-16T06:28:00.000-08:00

Games Committee Meetings... (I am the photographer but I work just as hard okay...)

Cleaning up church

Day Games

Pastor Chris Long announcing the magazine

2007-12-04T08:50:00.001-08:00

Pastor Chris Long announcing the magazine
Originally uploaded by Anderson Kalang

ha ha

More at my blog: www.samuelkanalis.blogspot.com

Requirements

2007-11-27T08:11:00.001-08:00

Note This Post was deleted because my sister Hosanna said I was “siao arr” for posting my future-wife requirements

I am not a picky person, really. I can eat anything and drink anything that is clean, hygeinic and health-ensured.
However, I am very picky about my future life partner. I will absolutely not have any normal woman, but only one hand-picked by God...

Now, my requirements are rather simple, really.
My future wife MUST be: (in order of importance)
1. Christian
2. Shorter than I
3. Good in English
4. Does not mind my bad habits, snoring, etc
5. Cheerful, talkative
6. Simple, undemanding, undominant
7. Hardworking, neat, organized
8. Enjoys TV, shopping and other women stuff and not stuck in the house all day long...
9. Can cook as well or better than Esther, my sister (very good cook arr... dareth thou challenge her culinary skills??!!)
10. Enjoys reading, dancing
11. Plays tennis and/or badminton
12. Spiritually connected to God (ie not nominal Christian but loves God loves people, a worshipper in spirit and in truth, etc...)
13. Loves pets
14. Appreciates art
15. Musically and/or vocally inclined
16. Long wavy or curly hair
17. Speaks chinese
18. Likes Neopets... hehe

See? Not so complicated, right?
However, it's not ALL that simple - if you have the above qualities, you'll merely be shortlisted. You will still have to go through my superstrict mom, my dad, my sisters, my pastors (not really), my bitch (a.k.a female dog - she'll bark the hell out'ya)... ah, not many will make it, and only one will arrive at the altar... muahahahaha
But it's far too early to contemplate all this, since I'm only, what, 16 nearing 17 in less than two month's time (17 January aahh!!) so... what the heck...

Kana Kana, The Blog

2007-11-25T21:01:00.001-08:00

Note: All links to old blogs are non-existent
A nice warm welcome to my newest edition in the fast-expanding blogosphere!
I have had 3 other blogs before, but amazingly enough, I forgot my username and password for the 3 blogs. Strange yet true.
Those blogs were

Samuelkana Blog

Mr. KanaKana Blog

Kana The Great Blog

I suppose that these blogs will become more or less prehistoric and will remain there until the end of times... What can I do, hmm?

Neopets

2007-11-25T20:34:00.000-08:00

I love Neopets.

I may have come close to being addicted to Neopets before, spending hours and hours of my life in this virtual world - much more than I do my quiet time!!
But now... I am not addicted to Neopets but I still love it anyway. =D
(definition of addicted= dependent on a drug or something else as a habit; devoted to an interest)
Why do I like Neopets so much?

I couldn't like something for no reason at all, could I?

I think the main reason why I've been playing this terribly CHILDISH game would be because of the super CUUUUTTTTEEE

ADORABLE and rather COOL (in my opinion) pets

There are plenty of things to do on Neopets that can keep any person young and old busy the whole day, leaving no time to do other... err... things that may cause some form of unwanted consequences...

You can do puzzles, spin wheels, scratch cards,Go fishing, find treasure, zap ur pets, etc..

And those are just "dailies" or side things you CAN do everyday...!
There are tons of Flash games to play (160 of them, and still being added on frequently!), and they are all SUPER COOL!! (yet again, in my opinion)

I also think that the most appealing thing on Neopets that make most of the players (especially those in adolescent years up to past-retirement age - yes, Mr. Caleb Tan, there are plenty of older folks playing Neopets) play is that you have a chance to earn MONEYYYYY, and this is called Neopoints in Neopia (the world of Neopets).

Neopoints are HARD-EARNED virtual money that require effort, smartness and intelligence to figure out clean ways to obtain, either through sales and business (you can build your own shops and trades and auctions), games (you earn some amount of neopoints (NP) when playing games) or just luck.
For this reason, I have this notion recently that Neopets actually is a blurry picture of adult life in the future? (This may possible be a mere excuse for my obsessive addiction...)

You will have to raise pets, feed and care for them (like the way you care for your children) and paint your pets with fancy colours like the ones above (clothes for your children), not to mention family planning with the limit of 4 pets...
You work hard to earn money (NP) and build lavish houses (Neohomes), go to and join sport events like the Altador cup, chat with friends on the Neoboards, join guilds, play the stockmarket,and of course, feed your ego by showing off your virtual wealth with weapons, painted pets and avatars!

However, one turn-off for young people is that it lacks the VIOLENCE and SEX APPEAL that most teenage games contain, oh and FOUL LANGUANE and ANY FORM OF UNCLEANLINESS is TOTALLY ABOLISHED in Neopets... but I don't mind; I'm not a swearing kind of person. =D

The COOLEST thing about Neopets? It's TOTALLY free. Now you may wonder how, then, would the programmers and owners of Neopets earn their living? (they are a big 160 million dollar company in USA) They do it by getting sponsors from other companies who pay Neopets to put up advertisements around the site, and also by selling shares and merchandise. Pity, even the rich and famous need to spend as much time and energy as anybody else to do well on Neopets...=D Unlike other online games like Club Penguin and Maple Story...
Did you know? Neopets ranks as the TOP STICKIEST SITE?

Anyways, these are my pets
Kogowarria, Aquadrassia, Flybix and Fireblub.

I hope I can earn enough neopoints to be able to paint them to look uber cool like the many cool pets above, shown earlier on.
Cheers!
Disclaimer: Pictures taken from Neopets, Wikipedia and NeoNewsNow. If you got attracted to the site because of this post, I will NOT be singing Akon's Sorry, Blame It On Me...