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blog post guys...is this really Yoochun or just some guy?
Posted in NEWS!!!!! on Sep 01, 2007 at 1:25 AM
Current Mood: clueless

I was actually surfing through the net when I found this photo preview..



[IMG]http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/JaenNora/51497760tn7.gif[/IMG]




O.O


I donnoe if it's really him or not...
just asking for your opinion...
and has he ever act in any of the banjun drama before??
it's weird you know, seeing him kissing a girl.....half naked...




*the pic is kind of sexy, haha...*





oh, do leave a comment about that preview or pic...^-^



blog post Is this what we called friends?
Posted in My Diary on Aug 03, 2007 at 7:58 AM



I hate my friends!




Why must they look like they don't wish to be around me?



All they would talk is all about couple stuffs.



I know I don't have one but do they have to force me to have a guy?



Guys are way too troublesome and I always felt that I'm being used.



I thought my most close friend would have some thought for me but she was just the SAME as the others!
I'm quite upset with them...


Another thing was that, they're insulting me when calling my name..



I never once insult them and they have to do that to me and what's more talking behind my back saying I'm having an attitude problem.


Am I really having an attitude problem?!



I also never did once get angry when they used my stuffs but aren't they becoming too much just by using all of my stuffs until I left with no stationeries!


I really have such a horrible friends idiotic group..




I wonder if I have a real friend.



A real friend that would understand me..

The friends I've made aren't my friends but bunch of misunderstanding idiots group.



xXxEmptysoulxXx


blog post 30 secs previews?
Posted in My Diary on Jul 18, 2007 at 9:23 AM
Current Mood: frustrated

ugh!!!!!


i so hate the previews....


its gettin on my nerves and i felt like xploding soon enough.....


why must those ppl who create tiz imeem put it as a 30 sec preview...


i bet the ppl who ve been listening to mine find it odd...


sry abt it but blame those silly goose and geese.....



blog post Just a slideshow of jae joong n yunho...
Posted in slideshow on Jul 15, 2007 at 11:18 AM
Current Mood: clueless



blog post The Real Truth Of The Popular Prep
Posted in My Diary on Jul 02, 2007 at 8:46 AM
Current Mood: irritated


Everyone knows her when she walks by.
Her fashioned heels click, and her head held high.
Her money is a target; so easy to see.
So perfectly glamorous; she's the Queen Bee.

Her life is great; always going her way.
Boys drueled at every word she's say.
Her perfect nails fit her perfect hair.
Out of everyone's teeth, she had the best pair.

Her body thin, but her brest plumped.
Her eyelashes long and thick, not clumped.
Her style fashioned to every guys dream.
She's perfectly sewed, seam to every seam.

Prom Queen and Head of Cheerleading Squad,
she's the popular prep known as a fraud.
With a smile at all times, she's so happy.
Everyone stares, most in jealousy.

Jealous of what? Her family?
Instead of love, she gets money.
Her dad is busy being rich.
Her mom is busy being a bitch.

She learns her lessons by experience only.
There's no one to go to when she's lonely.
She puts on makeup just to be beautiful
to get her needed attention, but it's futile.

She goes to school; always late.
Too tired to work from last night's date.
Her butt is smacked; her hair twisted to a curl.
She ignores the expectations of a homewrecking girl.

She has no real friends; though she's surrounded.
She sees nobody as equal or even grounded.
Inconsiderate as hell; she only thinks of herself.
There's nobody in her world of fame and wealth.

Having no love can be a curse,
for she thinks her life is the worse.
Her snide remarks sets the fires.
Everybody hates her, yet she's desired.

Desired for what? Her relationships?
Boyfriends who constantly treat her like shit.
Yet she stays with them as if they care;
ignoring the bruises they put there.

Feeling useless, she tries to feel pride
by hurting people like she's hurting inside.
Thriving for loser's pain to hide her own.
Her bitchy ways are widely known.

She'll reach the top until there's nowhere to go,
and her own pain no one will know
or care because of the pain she caused them.
So in her own way, she's the one to win.

Maybe if someone important had cared,
her troubles could have easily been shared.
Then she'd be like one of us;
someone people could actually trust.

But she'll only think of leaving this place
on a path with a fake smile on her face.
She'll never attach to other's feelings.
Instead she'll live with their happiness she's stealing.

Her heartless heart is only unseen
because of her rich and perfect things
that replace the love that would've been nice.
Oh, she's popular and evil, but try to remember that she's a life.


blog post Tortured Inside
Posted in Poem on Jul 02, 2007 at 8:38 AM
Current Mood: sick



What ever is it to put her down?
Her sadness etched inside her frown.
It's torture just to watch a while.
Will that girl ever smile....again?

I'm thinking maybe she doesn't care
about anything happening anywhere.
It's torture to watch her dying.
I think I can hear her crying....inside.

The mirror's cracked; she can't see.
I want to help, but it's not easy.
It's torture to wait it out.
Will she ever shout....again?

Ice touch has touched her now.
I wish someone could know how
it's torture to wait out this lying.
I think I can hear her crying....inside.

She's worn out by this mindless track.
I'm wishing for my best friend back.
It's torture to watch without trying.
I think I can hear her crying....inside.


blog post That night
Posted in Poem on Jul 02, 2007 at 8:33 AM
Current Mood: moody
I swear all night she cried,

Never again will she fall for another lie.

As she sits, broken and shaking,

never will she feel her soul worth breaking

They act like she doesn't know anything

They ignore her and the pain they bring

The blood that's so clear in veiw

It's never seen except by the few

Who she doesn't even know they care.

Life is empty when nothing is there.

In her mind she shouldn't exist.

In her mind death is something she can't resist.

She sits with her mind clouded by death.

Holding the knife, out of breath.

I swear all night she cried,

I swear, that night she died inside.


blog post Compulsive Murder
Posted in Poem on Jul 02, 2007 at 8:19 AM
Current Mood: lonely



The beat of her heart quickened with each word
Whilst mystery ladies turned brown eyes green
This fantasy created in her mind blossomed to truth
And yet she is not satisfied with the love she receives

She has fallen into shallow pools, drowning on her words
Chocking on everything she hates and despises
She is becoming what she feared most
An evil spirit, sharper then her weapon

She hears the guilt echo in her heart
And feels the dagger's cold handle
For she is not the one wearing crimson
She is the one wearing black, ready to kill

Her stabbing creates the action of the night
The moon a witness of her dithering snarl
Indecision and guilt blaring in her ears
She is a lost soul, a confused monster

Salty tears run down her cheeks
She has killed the one she loved the most

Love too scary for her heart, terrified in vain
Destruction was the key to stop the fear inside
Too bad the key fit nothing but air

She prays to her maker, broken and breathless
Wanting what she can't get back
A compulsive corruption of everything good
This habit she never outgrew


blog post 50 fun things to do during exams
Posted in Jokes on Apr 01, 2007 at 5:14 AM

You should not attempt these things during an actual exam. The following is meant for entertainment purposes only.


1. Bring a pillow. Fall asleep (or pretend to) until the last 15 minutes. Wake up, say "oh geez, better get cracking" and do some gibberish work. Turn it in a few minutes early.


 2. Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming "Andre, Andre, I've got the secret documents!!"


3. If it is a math/science exam, answer in essay form. If it is long answer/essay form, answer with numbers and symbols. Be creative. Use the integral symbol.


4. Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the instructor's left nostril.


5. Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, "I'm so sure you can hear me thinking. " Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.


6. Bring cheerleaders.


7. Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About five minutes into it, loudly say to the instructor, "I don't understand any of this. I've been to every lecture all semester long! What's the deal? And who are you? Where's the regular guy?"


8. Bring a Game Boy (or Game Gear, etc. . . ). Play with the volume at max level.


9. On the answer sheet (book, whatever) find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs. Be creative.


10. Bring pets.


11. Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor, say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off.


12. Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "Merry Christmas. "If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes.


13. Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.


14. Come into the exam wearing slippers, a bathrobe, a towel on your head, and nothing else.


15. Come down with a BAD case of Turet's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible.


16. Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up! For math/science exams, try using Roman numerals.


17. Bring things to throw at the instructor when s/he's not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.


18. As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.


19. Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video during the exam. Try to get the instructor to let them stay, be persuasive. Tell the instructor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay.


20. Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.


21. Turn in the exam approximately 30 minutes into it. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.


22. Do the entire exam as if it was multiple choice and true/false. If it is a multiple choice exam, spell out interesting things (DCCAB. BABE. etc. . ).


23. Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.


24. Get the exam. Twenty minutes into it, throw your papers down violently, scream out "Forget this!" and walk out triumphantly.


25. Arrange a protest before the exam starts (i. e. Threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone's done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink)


26. Show up completely drunk. (Completely drunk means at some point during the exam, you should start crying for mommy).


27. Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why, tell him/her in a very derogatory tone, "the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper. DUH!"


28. Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.


29. Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 minutes, put on a white mask and start yelling "I'm here, the phantom of the opera" until they drag you away.


30. Go to an exam for a class you have no clue about, where you know the class is very small, and the instructor would recognize you if you belonged. Claim that you have been to every lecture. Fight for your right to take the exam.


31. Upon receiving the exam, look it over, while laughing loudly, say "you don't really expect me to waste my time on this drivel? Days of our Lives is on!!!"


32. Bring a water pistol with you.


33. From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to Jeopardy. Ignore the instructor's requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the theme to the Bridge on the River Kwai.


34. Start a brawl in the middle of the exam.


35. If the exam is math/science related, make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations. If it is a written exam, relate everything to your own life story.


36. Come in wearing a full knight's outfit, complete with sword and shield.


37. Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.


38. Bring cheat sheets for another class (make sure this is obvious. . . like history notes for a calculus exam. . . otherwise you're not just failing, you're getting kicked out too) and staple them to the exam, with the comment "Please use the attached notes for references as you see fit. "


39. When you walk in, complain about the heat.


40. After you get the exam, call the instructor over, point to any question, ask for the answer. Try to work it out of him/her.


41. One word: Wrestlemania.


42. Bring balloons, blow them up, start throwing them around like they do before concerts start.


43. Try to get people in the room to do the wave.


44. Play frisbee with a friend at the other side of the room.


45. Bring one pencil with a very sharp point. Break the point off your paper. Sharpen the pencil. Repeat this process for one hour.


46. Get deliveries of candy, flowers, balloons, telegrams, etc. . . sent to you every few minutes throughout the exam.


47. During the exam, take apart everything around you. Desks, chairs, anything you can reach.


48. Complete the exam with everything you write being backwards at a 90 degree angle.


49. Bring a musical instrument with you, play various tunes. If you are asked to stop, say "it helps me think. " Bring a copy of the Student Handbook with you, challenging the instructor to find the section on musical instruments during finals. Don't forget to use the phrase "Told you so".


50. Answer the exam with the "Top Ten Reasons Why Professor xxxx is a Terrible Teacher"



blog post Check this out.....it's funny....
Posted in Jokes on Feb 25, 2007 at 4:00 AM
It all begins when Lee called Annie?.
Lee Sum Wan : Hello can I speak to Annie Wan?
Mr. Sori : Yes, u could speak to me.
Lee Sum Wan : No! I want to speak to Annie Wan!
Mr. Sori : You are now talking to someone! Who is this?
Lee Sum Wan : I'm Sum Wan. And I need to talk to Annie Wan! It's urgent!
Mr. Sori : I KNOW u are someone and u want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter
about?
Lee Sum Wan : Well just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother was involved in an
accident. Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is being sent to the
hospital. Right now Avery Wan is going to the hospital.
Mr. Sori : Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital from the
accident that isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but I
don't have time for this!!!
Lee Sum Wan : You are rude. Who are you?
Mr. Sori : I'm Sori.
Lee Sum Wan : You should be sorry. Now give me your name!
Mr. Sori : I'm Sori!!
Lee Sum Wan : I don't like your tone of voice Mr. and I don't care, give me your
name!
Mr. Sori : Look lady, I told you already I'm Sori! I'm Sori!! I'm SORI!!! You
didn't even give me your name!
Lee Sum Wan : I told u before I'm Sum Wan! Sum Wan!!! You better be careful my father
is Sum Buddy. And my uncle holds a very big position in the company. He is
Noe Buddy!


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