tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49277358254038688552012-01-30T05:11:17.506-08:00Less the sugar. Twice the spice.Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.comBlogger314125AbsolutelyWickedhttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-88840818451811277272012-01-27T23:30:00.000-08:002012-01-27T23:30:01.439-08:002012-01-27T23:30:01.439-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go9ONl_QOJk/TyOVYduV48I/AAAAAAAACzM/5x0mtozkTD4/s1600/all-dogs-go-to-heaven-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go9ONl_QOJk/TyOVYduV48I/AAAAAAAACzM/5x0mtozkTD4/s400/all-dogs-go-to-heaven-poster.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096787/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: small;">All Dogs Do to Heaven (1989)</span></a></div> <br /> If you have watched this animated movie when you were a kid, then you'll know and believe in your heart that all dogs do go to heaven.<br /> <br /> Even when you are no longer seven, and you have bills to pay.<br /> <br /> I lost a <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/rip-gabby-baby.html" target="_blank">pup</a> recently, and it was heart fucking wrenching.<br /> <br /> I kept rewinding in my head the scene where I found him dead, every day since.<br /> <br /> Til one morning, when I wake up, I didn't feel the need to relive the harrowing experience in my head anymore.<br /> <br /> Your consolations and happy thoughts have helped me grieve through it.&nbsp; Thanks.<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <i>"Heaven is the realm of eternal happiness. God, in his infinite wisdom, will certainly grant humans the company of their loved ones, even if one of those loved ones is a dog.&nbsp; God can do anything when it involves the peace and serenity of his greatest creation, a human life. That’s probably why he gave us dogs in the first place." ~Robert P. Lockwood, <a href="http://www.catholicnewworld.com/cnwonline/2010/0425/7.aspx" target="_blank">Catholic New World</a> columnist</i> </div> <br /> And that's why I believe Gabby is now chasing rabbits and cherubims all day long and LOLing at his brothers and sisters who have to fight for bones thrown from the kitchen on earth.&nbsp; It doesn't hurt that much when you keep that thought and faith in your head.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r55lVUVzDtc/TyOhrO7oNuI/AAAAAAAACzc/SrD_ErUAmGY/s1600/angel+gabby+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r55lVUVzDtc/TyOhrO7oNuI/AAAAAAAACzc/SrD_ErUAmGY/s400/angel+gabby+3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;"> Though the Prebysterian church may beg to differ.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <i><br /></i></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDn1terLlIg/TyOe8COXuMI/AAAAAAAACzU/zKV0PXIR_JI/s1600/422716_460s_v1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDn1terLlIg/TyOe8COXuMI/AAAAAAAACzU/zKV0PXIR_JI/s1600/422716_460s_v1.jpg" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.icanhasinternets.com/2011/10/all-catholic-dogs-go-to-heaven/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photosource</span></a><i><br /></i></div> <br /> Thank God I'm Catholic.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3d3AiT6mWsM/TyOh2ZqEmmI/AAAAAAAACzk/QaeosWQFHHo/s1600/rip+gabby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3d3AiT6mWsM/TyOh2ZqEmmI/AAAAAAAACzk/QaeosWQFHHo/s400/rip+gabby.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Watch down on us, baby.&nbsp; Till we meet again.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-8884081845181127727?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0iiGoN2NpcWMoFjY7v-a-SZpxVU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0iiGoN2NpcWMoFjY7v-a-SZpxVU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0iiGoN2NpcWMoFjY7v-a-SZpxVU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0iiGoN2NpcWMoFjY7v-a-SZpxVU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/D3qB1bv4S6g" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com7http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-dogs-go-to-heaven.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-50479951157164773222012-01-24T16:15:00.000-08:002012-01-24T18:07:11.929-08:002012-01-24T18:07:11.929-08:00Gabby died on the first day of Chinese New Year.&nbsp; He was only 6 months old. <br /> <br /> The neighbour called my dad, saying that he saw a black dog being hit by a car on the highway in front of his house.<br /> <br /> My brother and I hurriedly drove to said highway, praying really hard that it wasn't one of our dogs.&nbsp; Gabby was indeed the only one who wasn't there wagging its tail, greeting us at the front porch.<br /> <br /> As soon as the car got to the highway, I was a little bit relieved that there wasn't any dog on the road.&nbsp; That maybe, the neighbour saw it all wrong.<br /> <br /> As soon as we parked the car at the shoulder of the road, I did see a black dog lying on the grass.&nbsp; Still praying that it wasn't mine, my world shattered as I saw a green collar on it.<br /> <br /> It was my Gabby.<br /> <br /> I prayed he would still be alive, just maybe severely injured.<br /> <br /> When I reached towards him, my heart broke like it never did before.<br /> <br /> His eyes were wide open.<br /> <br /> Yet very much lifeless.<br /> <br /> My baby is dead.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBicNCfOcqU/Tx1v62dTrVI/AAAAAAAACyM/dUmvpT8RrkQ/s1600/gabby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBicNCfOcqU/Tx1v62dTrVI/AAAAAAAACyM/dUmvpT8RrkQ/s400/gabby1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Gabby is gone forever, and the little burial ground behind my house will always be a painful reminder that there is one puppy less greeting us with an eager face and wagging tail.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtcCMFf_W8w/Tx1wgifY6KI/AAAAAAAACyU/Vl2W0ILTPTk/s1600/gabby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtcCMFf_W8w/Tx1wgifY6KI/AAAAAAAACyU/Vl2W0ILTPTk/s400/gabby.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> It will be painful because he was the only one who would give us the most sympathetic puppy dogs eyes.&nbsp; There will be no more forlorn eyes looking at us from the backyard.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvDc0meO-lU/Tx1xTuc0e4I/AAAAAAAACyc/NdRB-GRTLmQ/s1600/gabby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvDc0meO-lU/Tx1xTuc0e4I/AAAAAAAACyc/NdRB-GRTLmQ/s400/gabby2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> It will be painful because he was the most pampered one.&nbsp; He loved giving and getting hugs, and I'd give anything to hear him yowl during feeding time when he grew impatient, or when I needed to carry all 13kgs of him towards his eating spot, 'coz he was just that pampered.&nbsp; Hence his nickname, Gabby Baby.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orsUM99x0zM/Tx1yPzQ5k9I/AAAAAAAACyk/Ge50LPjUivo/s1600/gabby3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orsUM99x0zM/Tx1yPzQ5k9I/AAAAAAAACyk/Ge50LPjUivo/s400/gabby3.jpg" width="300" /></a></div> <br /> It will be painful because he was the only one who got Sookie's looks.&nbsp; He was the only one, damn it.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeCMsXwO22s/Tx1zCO-rNbI/AAAAAAAACys/uDR051sRSUA/s1600/gabby4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeCMsXwO22s/Tx1zCO-rNbI/AAAAAAAACys/uDR051sRSUA/s400/gabby4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> It will be painful because he was the one whom I'd like to bring if ever I move out from my family house.&nbsp; I'd always be missing something, my heart void of a little black furball.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNoI24Vq3E4/Tx1zq32AncI/AAAAAAAACy0/y8Gb_IrVRec/s1600/gabby5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNoI24Vq3E4/Tx1zq32AncI/AAAAAAAACy0/y8Gb_IrVRec/s400/gabby5.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> And it will be all the more painful because we will never see him grow up.&nbsp; We only had 6 months with him. <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VonPu5Pgu4/Tx10ANAwfkI/AAAAAAAACy8/2YsZAh01bXg/s1600/gabby6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VonPu5Pgu4/Tx10ANAwfkI/AAAAAAAACy8/2YsZAh01bXg/s400/gabby6.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> There were probably coincidental 'signs' that foreshadowed his demise.&nbsp; There were 6 bowls to feed the pups, yet one broke.&nbsp; It hurts now to think that I don't have to replace that broken bowl.&nbsp; Mom also saw him nibbling on a bone alone like there was no tomorrow several hours before his death.&nbsp; Turns out he really didn't have another day.&nbsp; And within all the devastation of finding out that my baby is really dead, I had a dejavu when I saw my mom petting his lifeless body, crying, while his siblings and mom consoled us by licking us all over.&nbsp; I dreamt about that exact scene before.&nbsp; Who knew it would really happen.<br /> <br /> When I fed him the day before, as I untied his chain, he placed his fore legs over my arm and laid his head on my chest.&nbsp; He would usually do that, but it lasts until I get the chain off.&nbsp; But even when I unchained him, he still wouldn't budge and I just let him hug me for another minute.&nbsp; Maybe he knew that would be the last hug he'll ever give me.<br /> <br /> It's been two days and I still can't believe he's gone forever.&nbsp; Reality hits me when I round up the puppies, and only 5 comes to me.&nbsp; And one is buried further ahead.&nbsp; It aches real bad.<br /> <br /> Gabby has left us devastated, 'coz we still have so much love to give him, but he just had to go.&nbsp; But I truly believe that he is now in doggy heaven, where he can run all day long in the meadows, have bones anytime he wants, play in a pool and bask in the sun.&nbsp; A place where there are no flees and no fireworks.&nbsp; Just rainbows, sunshine and bones.&nbsp; He might also truly become our guardian angel, as he was named after St. Gabriel.<br /> <br /> But I still awfully miss him and would look over the horizon, wishing he would come running back home, lick my face and give me a big hug.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCGd23pi9M/Tx12s-HiM0I/AAAAAAAACzE/No72szEIAlA/s1600/gabby7.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCGd23pi9M/Tx12s-HiM0I/AAAAAAAACzE/No72szEIAlA/s400/gabby7.jpg" width="300" /></a></div> <br /> Rest in peace, baby.&nbsp; When I call your other 5 siblings, I know you will be right there with them too.<br /> <br /> You can never be replaced, or will ever be replaced.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-5047995115716477322?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EryQwyqrM1izDDdLt0ihLSLHztw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EryQwyqrM1izDDdLt0ihLSLHztw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EryQwyqrM1izDDdLt0ihLSLHztw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EryQwyqrM1izDDdLt0ihLSLHztw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/Dk1xNodXAhc" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com15http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/rip-gabby-baby.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-75084100089846035402012-01-22T06:36:00.000-08:002012-01-22T06:36:53.543-08:002012-01-22T06:36:53.543-08:00...I would like to wish all readers a HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!<br /> <br /> Still super busy with school/home/family/CNY related stuffs, so here's a fappable photo of yours truly for you, dear stalkers.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNFrkkFSTtE/TxwWMSj2JDI/AAAAAAAACyE/9sNwW3_bT4w/s1600/chinese+new+year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNFrkkFSTtE/TxwWMSj2JDI/AAAAAAAACyE/9sNwW3_bT4w/s640/chinese+new+year.jpg" width="355" /></a></div> <br /> &nbsp;May the Water Dragon bring us more moneh and happiness!<br /> <br /> P/s: This is the only Chinese New Year related photo I can find for the purpose of this post, and not 'coz I narcistically find myself banging hot and that I just had to unnecessarily show it to you to fuel my vanity.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-7508410008984603540?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_bYjjTFTof5l4lSSEpdvw7F-FWA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_bYjjTFTof5l4lSSEpdvw7F-FWA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_bYjjTFTof5l4lSSEpdvw7F-FWA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_bYjjTFTof5l4lSSEpdvw7F-FWA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/9ZlZuMK9i6g" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com4http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-year-of-dragon-so.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-29205757258999818842012-01-19T05:26:00.000-08:002012-01-19T05:39:06.381-08:002012-01-19T05:39:06.381-08:00As y'all know, people put a lot of expectations on teachers.&nbsp; They expect teachers to solve every math problem, to know the meaning of all the words in the dictionary, to make every student score 20 As, to tame the wildest child, and to cure cancer.<br /> <br /> This absolutely sucks, because no, we can't cure cancer nor do we necessarily know the meaning of the word 'fiduciary'.<br /> <br /> ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.<br /> <br /> Due to this insanely high expectations on teachers, we <i>are</i> put on a pedestal.<br /> <br /> Meet a stranger, and tell them you're a teacher.&nbsp; 90% will go, "Oh wow, that's great", like you're a super hero or something.&nbsp; But of course, they will not stop right there and will continue spewing crap like, 'And you work half day and have lots of holidays too, what a great job!"&nbsp; And that's your cue to mentally strangle them.<br /> <br /> Ok, back to happy thoughts on being put on a pedestal.&nbsp; On the bright side, people tend to 'respect' teachers more as we are the 'moral compass' of society, and we are 'flawless' beings.&nbsp; Note that I air quote those words.&nbsp; So whatever bad things we do in the closet, say, smoke pot, watch child porn, or put kittens in vacuum bags, to outsiders, we 'look' like angels and we would never break the law.<br /> <br /> Therefore, one of the benefits of being a teacher is<i> getting away</i> with the law.<br /> <br /> Let me summarise my recent tale with them men in 'forms, Meme Style. <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://9gag.com/gag/1950063/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NBWwMRZQWiw/TxgbZr7SIWI/AAAAAAAACx8/L0JWl8acLV0/s320/benefits+of+being+a+teacher.png" width="213" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <i>Click on picture to be directed to awesomer view</i></div> <br /> So next time you're about to be screwed by the traffic police/ police, just say you're a teacher. Or a nurse (I'm informed that they too get free passes, especially those in uniforms).<br /> <br /> You will definitely be excused.&nbsp; True story.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-2920575725899981884?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OPrgM1V1x6ie94x_qaOSN0wKZ0s/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OPrgM1V1x6ie94x_qaOSN0wKZ0s/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OPrgM1V1x6ie94x_qaOSN0wKZ0s/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OPrgM1V1x6ie94x_qaOSN0wKZ0s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/XpiueepzcPw" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com2http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-of-benefits-of-being-teacher.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-18630698192472312282012-01-16T05:50:00.000-08:002012-01-16T05:51:51.074-08:002012-01-16T05:51:51.074-08:00I'm all for freedom of speech and daily ramblings on the Internet... <br /> <br /> <br /> ...but besides <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-tweens-shouldnt-be-allowed-to-blog.html">writing god awful blogposts</a> punishable by smoking to death by Grammar Nazis... <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBnApKeB7yM/TxQYaprdfgI/AAAAAAAACxk/VzXWdBoB73M/s1600/dumb+blog.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBnApKeB7yM/TxQYaprdfgI/AAAAAAAACxk/VzXWdBoB73M/s400/dumb+blog.png" width="348" /></a></div> <br /> ...they know have infiltrated Youtube as a mean to profess their undying love for their sweethearts. AND MAKING IT PUBLIC for the whole netizen to see and be awed by their thoughtfulness and sweetness.Puke.<br /> <br /> This is Dumb Kid Using The Internet Level 99. <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1SxYDpwgU0M" width="400"></iframe></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <i>Awww...I wish my boyfriend recorded a dumb video of him baby talking to me and letting the whole world know that he isn't the slight embarrassed eunuching himself&nbsp; like that.</i></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> Excuse me as I scrap my eyes out and wash my ears with acid.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> Kids, use the Internet wisely.&nbsp; Google knowledge, upload videos of your cat, spend your homework time on 9gag.&nbsp; But just. don't. do this.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> P/s: Commentors have been really mean to this love sick Youtube abuser, saying stuff like, "destroy it before it lays eggs!", but some of them really sympathise her and chastise the person who uploaded this vid after she took down hers, because 'only the devil does this thing (the uploading)'. But apparently she doesn't care that the video is back on because she is like, totally in love with her boyfie and nothing else matters.&nbsp; So, do you feel that she should be run down by a bulldozer, or does she deserve<i> some</i> credit for her <strike>stupidity </strike>courage?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-1863069819247231228?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wb_kW9wcTuAVpZshGPcBfv2OARU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wb_kW9wcTuAVpZshGPcBfv2OARU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wb_kW9wcTuAVpZshGPcBfv2OARU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wb_kW9wcTuAVpZshGPcBfv2OARU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/cw6Imugp5ec" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com9http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-dumb-kids-shouldnt-be-allowed-to.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-60334518713528668952012-01-13T05:03:00.000-08:002012-01-13T05:11:28.576-08:002012-01-13T05:11:28.576-08:00...I'm slumped with work.<br /> <br /> Preparing for next week's quickie Sport's Day.<br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMW9QsifaiU/TxAkWUPGnnI/AAAAAAAACxE/dbzQHJpq_sc/s1600/sports+preparation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMW9QsifaiU/TxAkWUPGnnI/AAAAAAAACxE/dbzQHJpq_sc/s400/sports+preparation.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Newspaper choice was unintentional, I promise.</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /> I called it a 'quickie' because we were only given 5 days to prepare EVERYTHING from finding athletes to training them and completing paper works to dealing with the tedious, miscellaneous things that other teachers are assigned to do, but pretended to be buried in their own work to notice it, while having long drinks at the cafeteria.<br /> <br /> And in between, I had to register new kids entering my class (THEY KEEP ON COMING DAMNIT! 45 students in a class is absurd!), give them their text books, prepare lessons, fill out data forms AND take ALL of my six labs to be neutered. Phew.&nbsp; All this in 5 days.&nbsp; I am da woman. <br /> <br /> Hence, my once chic, straight out of a magazine room...<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAs6X5Og3zI/TxAnOWlsbzI/AAAAAAAACxM/iJGZ0JUbObM/s1600/girly+room.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAs6X5Og3zI/TxAnOWlsbzI/AAAAAAAACxM/iJGZ0JUbObM/s400/girly+room.JPG" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> ...now looks like it came straight out of an angry tornado's anus.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZoXKYYH6oE/TxAn432i1xI/AAAAAAAACxU/-afFNund6a4/s1600/messy+girl%2527s+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZoXKYYH6oE/TxAn432i1xI/AAAAAAAACxU/-afFNund6a4/s400/messy+girl%2527s+room.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> So here's to hoping I survive my school's Sport's Day without losing my voice and my sanity and I will still be able to write awesome stuffs soon.<br /> <br /> Have a great weekend people.<br /> <br /> Now excuse me as I pick up whatever that is stinking my room as we speak.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-6033451871352866895?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tYMtRbY4l2BTC4XzWJNt5CISukY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tYMtRbY4l2BTC4XzWJNt5CISukY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tYMtRbY4l2BTC4XzWJNt5CISukY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tYMtRbY4l2BTC4XzWJNt5CISukY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/v9Mpa80U4FY" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com13http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-cant-write-awesome-stuffs-now-coz.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-4961853708223220202012-01-05T23:48:00.000-08:002012-01-05T23:50:19.531-08:002012-01-05T23:50:19.531-08:00So for some schools, class started on the 4th of January, which is a Wednesday.<br /> <br /> Starting your first day of work/school on a Wednesday is seriously odd.<br /> <br /> Like, usually you will be full of vigour on your first day (which is usually a Monday).<br /> <br /> But then it is NOT a Monday.&nbsp; It's a Wednesday.<br /> <br /> Registering that it is a Wednesday, you then think like a Wednesday.<br /> <br /> Wednesday = Half way through the week =Can't wait for Friday = Woohoo!<br /> <br /> Then you lost all vigour, and now the only thing you can think of is OMAIGOD I CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY TO COME.<br /> <br /> Hence that was exactly how I felt about my first day of work of 2012.<br /> <br /> I know some of you teachers are pretty weirded out 'bout this fact too.<br /> <br /> &nbsp;My first week of work already sucked.<br /> <br /> <u><b>Sucky Thing #1</b></u><br /> <br /> Not only that I was on I-can't-wait-for-Friday-to-come mode, I was disappointed when I wasn't given the class I was supposed to get.<br /> <br /> I had an agreement with my boss.&nbsp; I get the two last classes, but I get to teach the two best ones.&nbsp; Which will keep me sane.&nbsp; So it's a pretty fine deal to me.<br /> <br /> But then I didn't get the Form 4 Science class.&nbsp; Instead I got one of the last half last classes.<br /> <br /> Now I have three weak classes, and one just okay (half failures) class.&nbsp; <br /> <br /> Motivation = 0<br /> <br /> I know some teachers got worse - all weak classes, remove classes etc, and I have nothing to complain about my first world problem.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHev75Voww8/TwaWFPy7LCI/AAAAAAAACw0/Cx_vHPWeK4g/s1600/facebook.com+screen+capture+2012-1-6-13-50-12.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHev75Voww8/TwaWFPy7LCI/AAAAAAAACw0/Cx_vHPWeK4g/s400/facebook.com+screen+capture+2012-1-6-13-50-12.png" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> The thing is, I have prepared awesome lessons and activities for these kids who are able to comprehend English.&nbsp; I have so much in store for them, and we're gonna have so much fun.<br /> <br /> But I'm not so sure with my this class now :/<br /> <br /> I know I should have more faith in them, but I'm just afraid I'm setting myself up for dissappointment.<br /> <br /> Then again, I managed to pick myself up and got my self-affirmation on by the end of the day. <br /> <br /> The road to awesomeness is paved with thorns one needs to thread.&nbsp; Yes, you can quote me on that.<br /> <br /> <u><b>Sucky Thing #2</b></u><br /> <br /> On the second day of work, it was announced that we have replacement class this Saturday.<br /> <br /> The very first Saturday of apocalypstic 2012.<br /> <br /> Luckily it's just the Cross Country thing we had to to before our Sport's Day starts in two weeks time. <i>*holy god the abomination that is <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/02/sports-day-week-longest-week-on-earth.html">sport's week</a>!*</i><br /> <br /> But still, so uncool.<br /> <br /> <u><b>Sucky + Dangerous Thing #3</b></u><br /> <br /> My 'ol manual <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/06/say-hello-to-my-new-ride.html">'88 Pajero</a> went FULLY AUTO on my way back home from work.<br /> <br /> As I blared Super Heavy's Miracle Worker, something even louder came from my engine as I dropped gear to turn on a roundabout.&nbsp; You know your music is loud when you can hardly listen to your voice as you sing along badly to it.&nbsp; But my engine roared louder than that.<br /> <br /> It felt like my car was gonna explode at the roundabout opposite the hospital.&nbsp; Which was quite convenient had anything happened to me, if you think about it.<br /> <br /> But I survived the roundabout without any epic explosion, and as I shifted to the fourth gear, the angry roar stopped.&nbsp; However, as I lifted my right foot from the accelerator, hey what do you know, the car didn't slow down but kept moving at 60 kilometres per hour!<br /> <br /> MY CAR JUST FUCKING BREEZED ON THE HIGHWAY LIKE A BOSS WITHOUT ME DOING ANYTHING.<br /> <br /> It could hardly slow down when I braked and once I reached the other roundabouts and dropped gear, (there were like four more roundabouts before reaching my home, WTF) it roared again like it was gonna cough me out from the car.<br /> <br /> It went even crazier when I was reaching home, as it was a gravel road going uphill, and I was on the first gear.<br /> <br /> Reaching my compound, the tyres screeched like bitches and the brakes couldn't get it to a complete halt.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q19qHVYLSM/Twaj7h5DqxI/AAAAAAAACw8/etXqwaeVM8Q/s1600/tyre+marks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q19qHVYLSM/Twaj7h5DqxI/AAAAAAAACw8/etXqwaeVM8Q/s400/tyre+marks.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> <br /> I had to turn off the engine while it was still moving towards its future crash site.<br /> <br /> So I eventually reached home safely.&nbsp; <br /> <br /> Holy fuck things could've gotten way worse.<br /> <br /> Luckily I had a plethora of religious items in my car.&nbsp; <br /> <br /> A mechanic will soon call in to see what the devil went wrong.&nbsp; 'Coz there's no way that monster can be driven to the workshop.&nbsp; And I just sent my car for an overhaul.&nbsp; Thank God for the RM97 salary raise.<br /> <br /> &nbsp;So basically that's my first week of 2012.<br /> <br /> I got a demotivating class, I have to work this Saturday and I could've died.&nbsp; <br /> <br /> Notice that I have positive thoughts at the end of every sucky event?&nbsp; There might still be hope for sunshine for me.<br /> <br /> So how's your first week of 2012?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-496185370822322020?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P1eze-Uvr4x2zBTV2pUFy1zntLM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P1eze-Uvr4x2zBTV2pUFy1zntLM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P1eze-Uvr4x2zBTV2pUFy1zntLM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P1eze-Uvr4x2zBTV2pUFy1zntLM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/QupGSUoIAS8" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com10http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-week-of-work-sucky-things-almost.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-52441794239564196592012-01-02T23:45:00.000-08:002012-01-03T02:17:28.427-08:002012-01-03T02:17:28.427-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE!<br /> <br /> Anyone still having a hang over? I'm swearing off alcohol...till my sweat stops reeking of scotch and don't gag looking at a Carlsberg poster.<br /> <br /> Anyways, once again I'm doing the most cliche thing to be done on a new year.<br /> <br /> Resolutions!<br /> <br /> Or to be more precise, things to achieve in 2012.<br /> <br /> So here goes! <br /> <br /> <b>1. Drink eight glasses of water.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VOUb7G-wS7k/TwK_IeRcKDI/AAAAAAAACu0/EdJOj5iPARw/s1600/water-in-glass-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VOUb7G-wS7k/TwK_IeRcKDI/AAAAAAAACu0/EdJOj5iPARw/s320/water-in-glass-7.jpg" width="274" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://justglasssite.com/water-in-glass-7.html"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">&nbsp;Photosource</span></a></div> <br /> I think the cause of my acnes, eczemas, dragon skin and whatnots is because of lack of water.&nbsp; And this is when I say to myself, "No shit, Sherlock!"&nbsp; But it's just sooo hard to hit the eighth glass mark 'coz I don't drink water when I feel thirsty (like, why, right? And yes, I know that if you feel thirsty it means you're dehydrated.&nbsp; So don't answer that), and secondly, I pee super frequent when I drink lots of water.&nbsp; Like, every 15 minutes within an hour.&nbsp; And it's annoying that I have to get my ass up and pull my pants down every 15 minutes.&nbsp; BUT OKAY I WILL TRY TO DRINK 8 GLASSES OF WATER THIS YEAR. Ergh, I hate arguing with myself.<br /> <br /> <b>2. Eat fruits every day.</b><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> &nbsp;<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LAHlMgD43V4/TwK_ZyYyXXI/AAAAAAAACvA/ZqkMFsjoCsA/s1600/fruits-1_93.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LAHlMgD43V4/TwK_ZyYyXXI/AAAAAAAACvA/ZqkMFsjoCsA/s320/fruits-1_93.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.medwonders.com/member/med.mani/view-photo/93"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">&nbsp;Photosource</span></a></div> <br /> I now have at least a tiny portion of greens every time I eat, and now I'd like to have fruits every day.&nbsp; It's not like I hate 'em.&nbsp; It's just that if it's not in the fridge, then fine no problem, I will survive another day.&nbsp; This year, if there ain't no fruits in the fridge, I will drag myself to the supermarket to buy some.&nbsp; I promise.<br /> <br /> <b>3. Minimise bruises, scratches and mosquito bites.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ8ziY1UV5Y/TwLAMvkyrHI/AAAAAAAACvY/NlxdBJJSu0M/s1600/scarred+legs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ8ziY1UV5Y/TwLAMvkyrHI/AAAAAAAACvY/NlxdBJJSu0M/s320/scarred+legs.jpg" width="213" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <i><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;This is only the top</span></i></div> <br /> I admit I can be a klutz sometimes, and succumbing to the itches from mosquito bites is like reaching Nirvana.&nbsp; Just blissful.&nbsp; But then it leaves nasty scars on my legs.&nbsp; Also, my dogs tend to stand on their two feet and paw me when they get excited. Within their soft padded furry paws are evil, eagle sharp talons.&nbsp; Now my legs look like Kat Von D's tattoed legs.&nbsp; Only ten times hideous.&nbsp; I need to keep my nails short and always wear long pants when I'm with my adorable cerberuses.<br /> <br /> <b>4. Actually join my netball team.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8zyx2qCLOU/TwLAkM7byRI/AAAAAAAACvk/VV0EhIpbWmk/s1600/ctg+netball+team.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8zyx2qCLOU/TwLAkM7byRI/AAAAAAAACvk/VV0EhIpbWmk/s320/ctg+netball+team.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <br /> I was elected as their manager, after the coach saw that I can't play shit.&nbsp; They always ask me to join them for training though, in which I'm always reluctant to because I simply suck.&nbsp; But since they are really cool people, I will support them even though they may never pass the ball to me, ever.<br /> <br /> <b>5. Make my English Language Society kick ass</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfJSEksvLlY/TwLBfdJI66I/AAAAAAAACvw/y7VIPicE6yE/s1600/kickass008_cov1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfJSEksvLlY/TwLBfdJI66I/AAAAAAAACvw/y7VIPicE6yE/s320/kickass008_cov1.jpg" width="210" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://shutupandwatchthemovie.wordpress.com/2010/03/18/kick-ass-graphic-novel-and-expectations-for-the-upcoming-movie/"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photosource</span></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <i>&nbsp;Something like this, but for an academic club</i></div> <br /> Since I was asked to helm the club without any warning early last year, I wasn't able to execute much of what I have planned in 5 minutes before the annual grand meeting.&nbsp; So hopefully, my motivation and commitment will stay strong till we have our farewell end year partay.<br /> <br /> <b>6.&nbsp; Less rage in class.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ThiW0dbFxPw/TwLCEHPZsDI/AAAAAAAACv8/Rj5ylsKihKw/s1600/rage+guy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ThiW0dbFxPw/TwLCEHPZsDI/AAAAAAAACv8/Rj5ylsKihKw/s320/rage+guy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/rage-guy-fffffuuuuuuuu"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photosource</span></a></div> <br /> I know I'm an awesome, lovable teacher.&nbsp; Like that nursery rhyme, when I'm nice, I'm really, really nice.&nbsp; But when I'm bad, I'm Lucifer's abandoned child who knows not what love is.&nbsp; So when faced with juvenile kids, I tend to grab them by the collar, throw their bags from the top floor, and rip their papers.&nbsp; I need to be more of a poker faced mindfucker rather than a raging monster.<br /> <br /> <b>7. Travel to two countries.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUylT15Id4w/TwLC2e98N7I/AAAAAAAACwI/B4zKUrUApxs/s1600/travel-tips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="166" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUylT15Id4w/TwLC2e98N7I/AAAAAAAACwI/B4zKUrUApxs/s400/travel-tips.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://www.travel-living-bliss.com/five-important-travel-tips/">Photosource </a></span></div> <br /> I did it in 2011 and I wanna do it again this year!&nbsp; <br /> <br /> <b>8. Climb Mount Kinabalu...again!</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93YZeNPN5UU/TwLFR7_RRKI/AAAAAAAACwU/TL7aqOrSt6k/s1600/mount+kinabalu+peak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="261" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93YZeNPN5UU/TwLFR7_RRKI/AAAAAAAACwU/TL7aqOrSt6k/s400/mount+kinabalu+peak.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> I almost died when I reached the peak last time in 2005.&nbsp; But upon seeing the view, every suicidal step was worth it.&nbsp; So I wanna scale one more time before I get old, fat, diseased and have kids.&nbsp; <a href="http://carolchs.com/">Carol</a>, wanna do it again? :D<br /> <br /> <b>9. Save enough money to buy a gizmo.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEl1EkwaDJQ/TwLTicqXDkI/AAAAAAAACws/ghnXS5RHrk4/s1600/wave-chaise-lounger-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEl1EkwaDJQ/TwLTicqXDkI/AAAAAAAACws/ghnXS5RHrk4/s320/wave-chaise-lounger-001.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> &nbsp;<a href="http://www.homedesignfind.com/tech-gadgets/roberta-rammes-wave-chaise-lounger/"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photosource</span></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <i>I particulary want this.&nbsp; </i></div> <br /> Okay, I lied when I said expensive gadgets <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/cheapest-solution-for-slippery-cheap.html">don't appeal</a> to me.&nbsp; Initially it didn't.&nbsp; But then I had an epiphany when I had lunch with my friends at a restaurant.&nbsp; The moment we sat down at our table, they whipped out their phones and started 'checking in'.&nbsp; Total silence for about 5 minutes.&nbsp; As for me, I whipped out my 'ol phone too, to get this - delete old messages, as to not look dumb and uncool staring into space, as everyone at the table bury their heads in their smartphones.&nbsp; And this happens with every group of friends I hang out with.&nbsp; So yeah, I need to get something cool to bring during group gatherings. No, something cooler, so that I can have a gadget-face-off and I'd win, hands motherfucking down.&nbsp; Damn, I thought peer pressure only happens when we are a dumb teenager.<br /> <br /> <b>10. Complete/Continue <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-things-to-achieve-in-2011.html">2011's resolution</a>.</b><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HbbzvJbXiy0/TwLSQ-DJzSI/AAAAAAAACwg/f4ytt4g6Hbw/s1600/awesome-meme-generator-every-challenge-accepted-every-victory-tasted-true-story-c8ead5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HbbzvJbXiy0/TwLSQ-DJzSI/AAAAAAAACwg/f4ytt4g6Hbw/s320/awesome-meme-generator-every-challenge-accepted-every-victory-tasted-true-story-c8ead5.jpg" width="257" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://diylol.com/meme-generator/awesome/memes/every-challenge-accepted-every-victory-tasted-true-story"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photosource</span></a></div> <br /> Like achieving baby butt's skin and going to the gym regularly.&nbsp; And to continue becoming awesome and doing awesome things so that I can be an awesomer person this year.&nbsp; And that's my number one resolution.&nbsp; Of course, to have a heart of gold and a teleportation machine (eat that, techies).<br /> <br /> So what's your number one 2012 resolution?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-5244179423956419659?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WXbHET63Q_Mx9iY96PaXDwdnCo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WXbHET63Q_Mx9iY96PaXDwdnCo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WXbHET63Q_Mx9iY96PaXDwdnCo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WXbHET63Q_Mx9iY96PaXDwdnCo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/cu7ZFGrwTCI" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com10http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-things-to-achieve-in-2012.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-89253501603509429532011-12-30T21:54:00.000-08:002011-12-30T21:54:31.236-08:002011-12-30T21:54:31.236-08:00Yeah, I had to jump onto the 2011 summary/highlights/recap bandwagon.<br /> <br /> It's like making you read my whole year's blogposts once again.<br /> <br /> But I'm sure you have no qualms with that right? If you do then just skip this shit out.<br /> <br /> First, the shitty things.<br /> <br /> 1. Learned that kids these days are pretty damaged and there's a thin chance you can fix them.<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-of-damaged-girl.html?zx=9f2206a13ebbdf90">The Story of A Damaged Girl</a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/07/story-of-labelled-delinquent.html?zx=f083bc907fce7588">The Story of A Labelled Delinquent</a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> 2. Learned that being a teacher sucks.<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/paper-marking-week.html">Paper Marking Week</a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/06/demotivated-much.html">Demotivated Much</a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-threw-kids-bag-from-first-floor-and.html">I Threw A Kid's Bag From the First Floor And He Spat</a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/09/teachers-dilemma.html">A Teacher's Dilemma</a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/09/confession-of-young-teacher.html">A Confession of A Young Teacher</a></div> <br /> And now, the awesome things.<br /> <br /> 1. Got myself a ride. <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/06/say-hello-to-my-new-ride.html">LIKE A BOSS</a>.<br /> <br /> 2. Went to the <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/mabuhay-philippines-banaue-sagada.html">Philippines</a> and <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/siem-reap-sneak-preview.html">Cambodia</a>.<br /> <br /> 3. Passed my uber important<a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/approved.html"> interview</a>.<br /> <br /> 4. Sookie gave birth to eight bouncing <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/07/sookie-finally-popped.html">puppies</a>! And <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-family-member.html">Ting Ting</a> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-puppy.html">too</a>!<br /> <br /> 5. Celebrated my 25th birthday like a <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/turning-25-like-rock-star.html">rock star</a>.<br /> <br /> 6. Learned that being a teacher can sometimes (read sometimes) be one of the best decisions I didn't make.<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/teachers-day-day-to-bask-in-glorylike.html">Teacher's Day: A Day to Bask in Glory...Like A Boss! </a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-one-year-old-teacher.html">I'm A One Year Old Teacher</a></div> <br /> Hm, looks like 2011 has been good to me after all.<br /> <br /> Happy new year people. May the apocalypse be postponed.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCRu9Q7qvTM/Tv6ir3IDsJI/AAAAAAAACuo/lMXfyhHiWvQ/s1600/mayan+apocalypse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCRu9Q7qvTM/Tv6ir3IDsJI/AAAAAAAACuo/lMXfyhHiWvQ/s320/mayan+apocalypse.jpg" width="268" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.reversespins.com/"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">&nbsp;Photosource</span></a></div> <br /> P/s: How was your year? :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-8925350160350942953?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fh2Cltvw7At2Kq_zgDG3fgR1eLw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fh2Cltvw7At2Kq_zgDG3fgR1eLw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fh2Cltvw7At2Kq_zgDG3fgR1eLw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fh2Cltvw7At2Kq_zgDG3fgR1eLw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/mV4StGC-8zw" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com4http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-year-that-was.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-86244089916583935462011-12-23T16:50:00.000-08:002011-12-23T16:50:58.523-08:002011-12-23T16:50:58.523-08:00Previous years I had something smart to <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-much-stuffs-in-twelve-days-of.html">say</a>.<br /> <br /> Now I don't 'coz this article, <a href="http://www.cracked.com/blog/the-4-christmas-articles-youll-see-internet_p2/?utm_source=facebook&amp;utm_medium=fanpage&amp;utm_campaign=new+article&amp;wa_ibsrc=fanpage">The 4 Christmas Articles You'll See On The Internet</a> totally owned me.<br /> <br /> So.<br /> <br /> I'll just upload a random Christmas picture from Google for you.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WypmLqGmukg/TvUgnj-063I/AAAAAAAACuc/-1DmvpTK3Ic/s1600/Hawaii_Maui_Labrador_retriever_puppy_with_santa_10039-90094-66.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="278" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WypmLqGmukg/TvUgnj-063I/AAAAAAAACuc/-1DmvpTK3Ic/s400/Hawaii_Maui_Labrador_retriever_puppy_with_santa_10039-90094-66.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> <i>I'd dress my 6 labs in Santa's, but I know by the time I grab my camera they would've chewed through it already.&nbsp; </i>So I thought I'd just find one where a good lab puppy would behave being dressed up instead.<br /> <br /> MERRY CHRISTMAS!<br /> <br /> AND THANKS FOR ALL THE LOVE!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-8624408991658393546?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZK_-EpUpw8g9IsHg50G47HPuFAY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZK_-EpUpw8g9IsHg50G47HPuFAY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZK_-EpUpw8g9IsHg50G47HPuFAY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZK_-EpUpw8g9IsHg50G47HPuFAY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/ZEKv4E0tmUA" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com7http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-netizens.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-63158458424532743342011-12-21T06:34:00.000-08:002011-12-21T06:34:04.571-08:002011-12-21T06:34:04.571-08:0010 more days till 2011.<br /> <br /> WHAT WHO WHERE WHY HOW?<br /> <br /> It feels like I just wrote a post on the <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-things-to-achieve-in-2011.html">10 things I have to achieve in 2011</a>, then suddenly I wake up this morning realising that 355 days have passed.<br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-large;">:O</span><br /> <br /> Yeah. Time is just a fickle dude.&nbsp; One moment you feel like jabbing your eyes 'coz your meeting was gonna last for an eternity, and one moment, you're here, 10 days before the end of 2011.<br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-large;">:O</span><br /> <br /> Okay, so back to my 2011 list of achievements and non-achievements.&nbsp; Let's see how successful I was.<br /> <br /> <u><b>1. Pass my teaching interview (SPP).</b></u><br /> <br /> <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/approved.html">Achievement Unlocked!</a><br /> <br /> <u><b>2. Get my profession certified and promoted to a full-fledged teacher.</b></u><br /> <br /> My letter of certification will arrive aaanytime now.<br /> <u><b><br /></b></u><br /> <u><b>3. Make extra money.</b></u><br /> <br /> I did! But for like, only for a few months.&nbsp; I got lazy.&nbsp; I value my free time of doing nothing more than money, it's absurd.<br /> <b><br /></b><br /> <u><b>4. Have half of my students in my dumb class pass their SPM.</b></u><br /> <br /> This goal is pretty invalid as I didn't get to teach this class again this year.&nbsp; But I did manage to push my Es and Ds students to get Cs, Bs and even As.<br /> <b><br /></b><br /> <u><b>5. Achieve flawless, blemish-free skin.</b></u><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEwL263y4Ro/TvHmpw2urbI/AAAAAAAACuI/FqdI2oHjJb0/s1600/y-u-no-meme-generator-face-y-u-no-stop-having-zits-01465d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEwL263y4Ro/TvHmpw2urbI/AAAAAAAACuI/FqdI2oHjJb0/s320/y-u-no-meme-generator-face-y-u-no-stop-having-zits-01465d.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <br /> FAILED.&nbsp; STILL ZITTING LIKE A 15 YEAR OLD. WTF. <br /> <u><br /></u><br /> <u><b>6. Restrain from eating too much oily food and more greens.</b></u><br /> <br /> I did this...sorta.<br /> <u><b><br /></b></u><br /> <u><b>7. Go to the gym regularly.</b></u><br /> <br /> Failed. Only went the first few months, which became less frequent...till I totally stopped. I think it was because of work.&nbsp; Yeah, that has to be it. Really!<br /> <br /> <u><b>8. Save the world by using reusable bags.</b></u><br /> <br /> Did it! But I ALWAYS forget to bring dem bags.&nbsp; But I consider this as done, as it does become a habit, when I don't totally forget about the green bags in my car compartment. Somewhere.<br /> <b><br /></b><br /> <u><b>9. Go bungee jumping in New Zealand.</b></u><br /> <br /> Task failed :(. But I went to the <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/mabuhay-philippines-banaue-sagada.html">Philippines</a> and Cambodia instead :D<br /> <br /> <u><b>10. Continue to be an awesome teacher.</b></u><br /> <br /> Despite the <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-threw-kids-bag-from-first-floor-and.html">shiteous</a> things I went through, I still came out <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-one-year-old-teacher.html">awesome</a>.<br /> <br /> All in all, 7 out of 10.&nbsp; THAT IS AN ACHIEVEMENT, RIGHT?<br /> <br /> Had I only achieved 3 goals, well, that's mighty depressing and I'd write cynical posts on how overrated new year's resolution.<br /> <br /> But this is actually fun.&nbsp; I get to see how successful, and unsuccesful I am in life. <br /> <br /> Now what shall I achieve in 2012? <span style="font-size: x-small;">*holyfuckshititsalmost2012*</span>&nbsp; <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwG1avKkJiw/TvHrx6s4prI/AAAAAAAACuQ/iXGocL1GwTM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwG1avKkJiw/TvHrx6s4prI/AAAAAAAACuQ/iXGocL1GwTM/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.courtenay-tie-dye-mandala.com/2012.html"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Picture source</span></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> If we don't die, that is?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-6315845842453274334?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b3acX8gzvy5GW5nKF72YSaNW78c/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b3acX8gzvy5GW5nKF72YSaNW78c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b3acX8gzvy5GW5nKF72YSaNW78c/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b3acX8gzvy5GW5nKF72YSaNW78c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/XfRp97jY6VI" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com5http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-10-things-to-achieve-in-2011-and.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-86782141351658768792011-12-17T02:43:00.000-08:002011-12-17T02:43:09.637-08:002011-12-17T02:43:09.637-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-4gpsj0y8E/TuxwxzFuvWI/AAAAAAAACuA/iYFs4-NlJPE/s1600/tyrahanani.blogspot.com+screen+capture+2011-12-17-18-27-4a.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-4gpsj0y8E/TuxwxzFuvWI/AAAAAAAACuA/iYFs4-NlJPE/s400/tyrahanani.blogspot.com+screen+capture+2011-12-17-18-27-4a.png" width="400" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <br /> &nbsp;Because they spew too much crap for the Internet to even handle.<br /> <br /> Ergh, I miss the days when the Internet is ruled only by college kids and yuppies.<br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-8678214135165876879?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/myEuwSw5fqf2FK8ta_1pgWxYznU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/myEuwSw5fqf2FK8ta_1pgWxYznU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/myEuwSw5fqf2FK8ta_1pgWxYznU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/myEuwSw5fqf2FK8ta_1pgWxYznU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/Iy8dJgpt0WM" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com14http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-tweens-shouldnt-be-allowed-to-blog.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-36587762467881192212011-12-13T23:33:00.000-08:002011-12-14T19:00:39.205-08:002011-12-14T19:00:39.205-08:00I'm back y'all!<br /> <br /> And I can't wait to <strike>brag</strike> share about my trip!<br /> <br /> Unfortch most of the photos were taken using my friend's camera, so I'm still waiting for the pics.<br /> <br /> So I'll just show you the picture of my slightly 'shopped face with the Angkor Wat temple background as a teaser.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJ4ZQ1vysfE/TuhQ0DwcKPI/AAAAAAAACtY/clVc785fK5c/s1600/angkorwat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJ4ZQ1vysfE/TuhQ0DwcKPI/AAAAAAAACtY/clVc785fK5c/s400/angkorwat.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Will bore you with the details once I get dem all pictures.<br /> <br /> Until then!<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EW5HGzmjNfc/TuhRRLEIAjI/AAAAAAAACtg/F6_6rhSLII0/s1600/funny+signboard.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EW5HGzmjNfc/TuhRRLEIAjI/AAAAAAAACtg/F6_6rhSLII0/s400/funny+signboard.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> <br /> <br /> <span id="goog_1098289222"></span><span id="goog_1098289223"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-3658776246788119221?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tkALh0mUWOgQ7hzSO6k9udx4AW0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tkALh0mUWOgQ7hzSO6k9udx4AW0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tkALh0mUWOgQ7hzSO6k9udx4AW0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tkALh0mUWOgQ7hzSO6k9udx4AW0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/xr3Sj7mHCHg" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com11http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/12/siem-reap-sneak-preview.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-701322494441550412011-11-30T22:52:00.001-08:002011-11-30T23:03:50.389-08:002011-11-30T23:03:50.389-08:00It's December and I have much sightseeing, eating, shopping,partying and camwhoring to do.<br /> <br /> Locally,<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"> </div> <br /> Until then, aloha!<br /> <br /> <i>P/S: Guess the two places! Winners get a congratulatory remark from me! </i>:D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-70132249444155041?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tS8duV-tzDUpdBya5HdBvXC0Py8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tS8duV-tzDUpdBya5HdBvXC0Py8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tS8duV-tzDUpdBya5HdBvXC0Py8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tS8duV-tzDUpdBya5HdBvXC0Py8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/dvMI962mupE" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com5http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/holiday-hiatus.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-43203768122663986652011-11-28T06:21:00.001-08:002011-11-28T07:22:40.032-08:002011-11-28T07:22:40.032-08:00I wanted to have a great night to celebrate my Silver year.<br /> <br /> We started out nice, fresh and clean.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smyWjkufQ3U/TtOasJaqvMI/AAAAAAAACr4/Jky2Xk4MCvQ/s1600/36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smyWjkufQ3U/TtOasJaqvMI/AAAAAAAACr4/Jky2Xk4MCvQ/s400/36.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Then things started to get out of hand...when we broke one of the glasses playing a drinking dice game...and another.&nbsp; Two broken glasses in less than an hour.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D3g51HHH7DM/TtObwHrNatI/AAAAAAAACsA/nADBQYd-n44/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D3g51HHH7DM/TtObwHrNatI/AAAAAAAACsA/nADBQYd-n44/s400/9.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> The next thing I know, I was on stage.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCbqCB7lQl0/TtOdHH0nyPI/AAAAAAAACsI/X0PQiltjHaY/s1600/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCbqCB7lQl0/TtOdHH0nyPI/AAAAAAAACsI/X0PQiltjHaY/s400/35.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Sung 'Happy Birthday' to, forced to chug a beer and down a shot, danced and almost fell flat in front of the whole bar.<br /> <br /> And the rest of the night was a flurry blur.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LFDT9xGGs/TtOe2hT23SI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Vo9SEbxd0yU/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LFDT9xGGs/TtOe2hT23SI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Vo9SEbxd0yU/s400/14.jpg" width="300" /></a></div> <br /> A MOTHERFARKING ROCKING FLURRY BLUR OF INSANITY.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXpNf5LbE84/TtOldnJ0XxI/AAAAAAAACs4/HL8G1eRDHFk/s1600/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXpNf5LbE84/TtOldnJ0XxI/AAAAAAAACs4/HL8G1eRDHFk/s320/32.jpg" width="240" /></a></div> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tobEwv-_np4/TtOgKrl88FI/AAAAAAAACsY/Gm_6W-LIZtU/s1600/33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tobEwv-_np4/TtOgKrl88FI/AAAAAAAACsY/Gm_6W-LIZtU/s400/33.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqsoHV_Vwko/TtOhRWTmTqI/AAAAAAAACsg/5ZEw3TQs50c/s1600/27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqsoHV_Vwko/TtOhRWTmTqI/AAAAAAAACsg/5ZEw3TQs50c/s400/27.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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And luckily, no incriminating photos/videos were taken. &nbsp; I'd have to quit my job like, now.&nbsp; That's how insane it got.<br /> <br /> But best of all, I got to live my rock star dream.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-647816d0eef848f3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"> <param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D647816d0eef848f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330077837%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A7D4FB56086CB30CDD1AFE28E59491887DDA53E.5E1969900D32DC1BC334BB21FD7A681E0DDF730A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D647816d0eef848f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn1YHmTbuJkTmos6y5M4cWs8-H9E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D647816d0eef848f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330077837%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A7D4FB56086CB30CDD1AFE28E59491887DDA53E.5E1969900D32DC1BC334BB21FD7A681E0DDF730A%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D647816d0eef848f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn1YHmTbuJkTmos6y5M4cWs8-H9E&autoplay=0&ps=blogger" allowFullScreen="true" /></object> </div> <br /> <br /> It was an atrocious, drunken attempt, but still...Rockstar Achievement: Unlocked.<br /> <br /> So all I wanted was a great night.<br /> <br /> Instead I got OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND INSANE.<br /> <br /> I'd turn 25 all over again.<br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxayFW_s6kI/TtOkx8osmcI/AAAAAAAACsw/ajxyOMIFE88/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxayFW_s6kI/TtOkx8osmcI/AAAAAAAACsw/ajxyOMIFE88/s400/11.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even if I forget how to smile properly.</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /> <i>*Photos courtesy of them awesomely retarded friends</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-4320376812266398665?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CqGGQvYiXDGiyapTRJUaKPjmHxs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CqGGQvYiXDGiyapTRJUaKPjmHxs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CqGGQvYiXDGiyapTRJUaKPjmHxs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CqGGQvYiXDGiyapTRJUaKPjmHxs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/AksnSjRBqkA" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com5http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/turning-25-like-rock-star.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-22858980623391597942011-11-25T15:31:00.001-08:002011-11-25T15:40:18.817-08:002011-11-25T15:40:18.817-08:00Actually, his Engris isn't the <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/05/lolessay-part-ii.html?zx=5cd7ff92aaddb293">worst</a>.<br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3X7X_HHg0fo" width="400"></iframe></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> He is just the worst person to be in a relationship with.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> A systematic bastard genius, nevertheless.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-2285898062339159794?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/htUvJ19t7f2_JBkQVreNxheec6c/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/htUvJ19t7f2_JBkQVreNxheec6c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/htUvJ19t7f2_JBkQVreNxheec6c/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/htUvJ19t7f2_JBkQVreNxheec6c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/aJF_im8D-OQ" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com9http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-essay-confessions-of-16-year-old.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-63793016196315956732011-11-22T00:42:00.001-08:002011-11-22T03:37:14.918-08:002011-11-22T03:37:14.918-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"> And when I say cute, of course it means my <a href="http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/10/blob-in-my-house.html">puppy</a>.</div> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4kz--3thgQY" width="400"></iframe></div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQOB5v8tZtw/TsuIMRNwGuI/AAAAAAAACrw/At92n1Ifa5k/s1600/wan+wan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQOB5v8tZtw/TsuIMRNwGuI/AAAAAAAACrw/At92n1Ifa5k/s320/wan+wan.jpg" width="213" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">O HAI</td></tr> </tbody></table> You're welcome.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-6379301619631595673?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7YxzTYWR-jrFELci8dDhHIKARWo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7YxzTYWR-jrFELci8dDhHIKARWo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7YxzTYWR-jrFELci8dDhHIKARWo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7YxzTYWR-jrFELci8dDhHIKARWo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/FjaQyxnOVbg" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com2http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-cute-to-help-you-go-through.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-65257144959912694172011-11-19T05:22:00.000-08:002011-11-19T06:32:01.134-08:002011-11-19T06:32:01.134-08:00FINALLY!<br /> <br /> Time to relax, unwind, watch too much tv shows, play too much Tower Defense games, spend too much time with my dogs, party till black out, shop till I have to owe my dad (again), go sightseeing and take pictures to post on FB just to gloat, hang out with old buddies and NOT wake up at 5 in the morn!<br /> <br /> It's gonna be a great holiday.<br /> <br /> <strike>Minus the part where I need to spend my free time cracking my head on how to prepare my last classes for SPM next year, plan awesome activities for my ELS club, wash the clothes, feed the dogs, sweep and mop the floor and cook.&nbsp; </strike>Ah screw it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Happy holidays teachers! <br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXMMTqksHY0/Tse8j9xJEII/AAAAAAAACrg/nEuHU-Li6Bs/s1600/holiday.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXMMTqksHY0/Tse8j9xJEII/AAAAAAAACrg/nEuHU-Li6Bs/s320/holiday.jpg" width="320" /></a> </div> <br /> Non-teachers, hang in there - your 1 week leave is almost near! :D<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXMMTqksHY0/Tse8j9xJEII/AAAAAAAACrg/nEuHU-Li6Bs/s1600/holiday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-6525714495991269417?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/we92Z_W2pQjoOPq9M_EvjcfZwIM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/we92Z_W2pQjoOPq9M_EvjcfZwIM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/we92Z_W2pQjoOPq9M_EvjcfZwIM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/we92Z_W2pQjoOPq9M_EvjcfZwIM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/JHbOLx6q6Q0" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com3http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/holiday.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-75619316176677761312011-11-15T02:15:00.001-08:002011-11-16T00:19:25.252-08:002011-11-16T00:19:25.252-08:00I am not a techie.<br /> <br /> I don't go crazy for the latest iPhone7, Blueberry, and Androidholyfuckrobotsaremakingusslaves.<br /> <br /> It's because <strike>my wallet's empty a week before my next salary comes in</strike> it just doesn't appeal nor occur to me to buy the latest gadgets fresh from China factories with a billion dollar corporation label on it.<br /> <br /> I buy only what's practical, and what's practical for me is this phone:<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faWvZJu03GQ/TsI-te0fKXI/AAAAAAAACrI/bvOj5KWG98w/s1600/samsung+E2652W+champ.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faWvZJu03GQ/TsI-te0fKXI/AAAAAAAACrI/bvOj5KWG98w/s400/samsung+E2652W+champ.JPG" width="300" /></a></div> <br /> It's a Samsung E2652W Champ.<br /> <br /> I like it 'coz it's a dual sim card phone with WiFi features.&nbsp; The only things I need.&nbsp; I no longer have to lug two phones with me ('coz I have two numbers if you're a bit slow) and always miss calls and reply messages late when I forget to bring either phone with me.&nbsp; Plus it's cheap. Below RM400 - for a fully touch screen phone.&nbsp; And it's sleek too.&nbsp; All in all, a sweet deal.<br /> <br /> HOWEVER.<br /> <br /> Being sleek AND cheap has its drawback.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCJVjZqZMFc/TsJAd2CGtlI/AAAAAAAACrQ/SpjQI2quAyU/s1600/phone+broken+into+3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCJVjZqZMFc/TsJAd2CGtlI/AAAAAAAACrQ/SpjQI2quAyU/s400/phone+broken+into+3.JPG" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> It easily slips from your hand and down it goes into three pieces.&nbsp; <br /> <br /> <br /> ALL THE FUCKING TIME.<br /> <br /> It has no grip at all.&nbsp; Eff. <br /> <br /> <br /> Once, I was about to take a call while ordering my food at KFC and it just effing slipped out of my non-greasy hand.&nbsp; One part landed near my feet, the other on the counter, and the last part almost went into the fried chicken grill rack.&nbsp; The cashier kindly returned pieces of my handphone to me.&nbsp; I bet her phone's waaay sophisticated than mine.&nbsp; Because she gave me <i>that</i> smile.&nbsp; Psh.&nbsp; I bet she doesn't have a car loan.&nbsp; Psh.<br /> <br /> <br /> Even though <strike>I dropped</strike> it&nbsp;accidentally slips out of my hand and breaks apart all time, it still works well.&nbsp; 'Cept for the alarm.&nbsp; It can creepily set off at midnight without me ever setting it. <br /> <br /> So I just can't throw it out! 'Coz it still works.&nbsp; Another principle I live by is to not waste things.&nbsp; I'm still wearing my Maybelline eyeshadow which have expired 3 years ago 'coz there's still tones of it.&nbsp; I need to get the sty on my eye checked though.<br /> <br /> <br /> Back to my problem.&nbsp; Since it is an el cheapo phone, they don't sell accessories for this type of phone, say a rubber casing, rubber side grip and whatnots.&nbsp; Not even on Ebay.<br /> <br /> <br /> So this is what I do:<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X52lNKfZTBE/TsJEygyMs-I/AAAAAAAACrY/ioLqA92-duw/s1600/problem+solved.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X52lNKfZTBE/TsJEygyMs-I/AAAAAAAACrY/ioLqA92-duw/s400/problem+solved.JPG" width="300" /></a></div> <br /> PROBLEM = SOLVED.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-7561931617667776131?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fnhh3f6q5-iJv69Jliz8S7qfQ8Q/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fnhh3f6q5-iJv69Jliz8S7qfQ8Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fnhh3f6q5-iJv69Jliz8S7qfQ8Q/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fnhh3f6q5-iJv69Jliz8S7qfQ8Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/dHHevJTqX_c" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com14http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/cheapest-solution-for-slippery-cheap.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-66492583734280260722011-11-13T02:06:00.001-08:002011-11-13T02:50:55.288-08:002011-11-13T02:50:55.288-08:00...Till I get married.<br /> <br /> LOL JK.<br /> <br /> Don't tell me you almost believed that.&nbsp; You're an idiot if you do. <br /> <br /> <br /> What I wanted to say was...<br /> <br /> I HAVE 5 MORE DAYS LEFT TO WORK FOR THIS YEAR!<br /> <br /> I know fellow teachers would rejoice with me, but non-teachers would love, love to punch my face right now.<br /> <br /> No?<br /> <br /> Well, you haters can put a sock in it 'coz we'll probably will be caged in our classrooms longer next year as some genius decide to <a href="http://pendidikmy.net/2011/11/12/guru-kerja-9-jam-mulai-2012/">extend our working hours to 9 whooping hours.</a><br /> <br /> For those who say we deserve it because we 'only work half day' and we have gazillion holidays, well...<br /> <br /> I can go on and on and on about the shit we've to put up with in class, at the staffroom and at home, but I choose not too.&nbsp; My other fellow teachers can do that.&nbsp; Here's what I can do and say:&nbsp; FUCK YOU.<br /> <br /> SO yes, back to my ecstatic mood before next year when somebody decides that in only 6 months, it is enough to tell whether students and teachers should spend 9 hours at school, I would like to reiterate that I have only 5 days left to wake up at 5 in the morning and probably have a hurricane of a week writing reports, completing datas and playing Angry Birds on my mom's tab during boring end-year meetings.<br /> <br /> So yes, have a great final week teachers!<br /> <br /> And good luck to all SPM candidates!<br /> <br /> And suck it up non-teachers 'coz we gon' have a loooong holiday ahead :D<br /> <br /> <i>PS: I apologise to my loyal non-teacher readers if I you feel offended because I love you and I need your traffic </i>(but I'm not sorry to haters.HAHA.)<br /> <br /> <i>PPS: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH TOO! </i>I'll pm my home add to you for those who are on my Facebook :D<i><br /></i><br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGIN7gOlQik/Tr-ewl0X9VI/AAAAAAAACq4/ra2RJHh9dcI/s1600/tumblr_lrmi7l1xlc1qzrlhgo1_100.gif" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGIN7gOlQik/Tr-ewl0X9VI/AAAAAAAACq4/ra2RJHh9dcI/s320/tumblr_lrmi7l1xlc1qzrlhgo1_100.gif" width="320" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh yeah, oh yeah!</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-6649258373428026072?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DYEZGtl-D2lggs_3M0G0mzu0Q_0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DYEZGtl-D2lggs_3M0G0mzu0Q_0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DYEZGtl-D2lggs_3M0G0mzu0Q_0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DYEZGtl-D2lggs_3M0G0mzu0Q_0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/NKEEU0UDCMU" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com9http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/5-days-left.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-2041309214303100152011-11-07T17:25:00.000-08:002011-11-07T17:25:29.786-08:002011-11-07T17:25:29.786-08:00When they were just a few weeks old, feeding time was a joy to due their adorableness.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-bF9mXQK0s/TrfX7nof-uI/AAAAAAAACpY/pSGHINZpzRI/s1600/spoon+feeding+puppy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-bF9mXQK0s/TrfX7nof-uI/AAAAAAAACpY/pSGHINZpzRI/s400/spoon+feeding+puppy.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Then they got bigger.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKjbCKpTXE/Trfao-3DevI/AAAAAAAACpo/hyn0qA7Y9Hc/s1600/puppies+feeding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKjbCKpTXE/Trfao-3DevI/AAAAAAAACpo/hyn0qA7Y9Hc/s400/puppies+feeding.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> And bigger. <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYdhgJ9eIRE/TrfbVabXKaI/AAAAAAAACp4/G8e0L51xSUQ/s1600/puppies+feeding+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYdhgJ9eIRE/TrfbVabXKaI/AAAAAAAACp4/G8e0L51xSUQ/s400/puppies+feeding+2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> And they just won't stop growing.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMIrQrdGSWk/TrfblzcB7eI/AAAAAAAACqA/XbU7JH7K4AM/s1600/puppies+getting+bigger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMIrQrdGSWk/TrfblzcB7eI/AAAAAAAACqA/XbU7JH7K4AM/s400/puppies+getting+bigger.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> Still totally adorable though.&nbsp; But they can maul you.&nbsp; Seriously.&nbsp; They almost got my bro's jugular.&nbsp; He could have bled to death.<br /> <br /> So you can imagine the mayhem of feeding time now.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQPXv-pj2kI/TrfcOPL2msI/AAAAAAAACqI/iwP4oGDflzc/s1600/hungry+puppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQPXv-pj2kI/TrfcOPL2msI/AAAAAAAACqI/iwP4oGDflzc/s400/hungry+puppies.jpg" width="266" /></a></div> <br /> But not anymore.<br /> <br /> 'Coz we have a system now.<br /> <br /> Chain.&nbsp; Feed. Unchain.<br /> <br /> Someday when on a whim you decide to get half a dozen of puppies, especially Labs or other hyperactive dogs, this may be your solution.<br /> <br /> Behold, the miracle system of feeding six hungry little monsters.<br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FEbpoOae5gI" width="400"></iframe></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> FYI, we decided to keep Puput after all (her supposed couldn't take her due to an unfortunate event).</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diFoCj4dHHo/TrfeuZhyvRI/AAAAAAAACqQ/TsWR4uTuoys/s1600/puput.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diFoCj4dHHo/TrfeuZhyvRI/AAAAAAAACqQ/TsWR4uTuoys/s400/puput.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> So more fun for us!</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> And chances of getting mauled.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOTDxe4GkGw/TrfhcP_Ff3I/AAAAAAAACqo/IccKGj26vKo/s1600/puppy+mauling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOTDxe4GkGw/TrfhcP_Ff3I/AAAAAAAACqo/IccKGj26vKo/s400/puppy+mauling.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-204130921430310015?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/juToKP7RVAAJLx1kv2xF8eE9ncE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/juToKP7RVAAJLx1kv2xF8eE9ncE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/juToKP7RVAAJLx1kv2xF8eE9ncE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/juToKP7RVAAJLx1kv2xF8eE9ncE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/jmhj9DVZE-M" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com2http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-to-feed-6-hyperactive-puppies.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-28926369879644834072011-11-05T03:56:00.000-07:002011-11-05T03:56:08.994-07:002011-11-05T03:56:08.994-07:00Somebody got awarded this:<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9JMYl2dt3Y/TrUUjPzZZDI/AAAAAAAACpI/37O4X67SL4U/s1600/cert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="183" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9JMYl2dt3Y/TrUUjPzZZDI/AAAAAAAACpI/37O4X67SL4U/s400/cert.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> It was definitely not me.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtLvTv3gDSw/TrUUzLSUedI/AAAAAAAACpQ/sifa-gcz9Ko/s1600/cert+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtLvTv3gDSw/TrUUzLSUedI/AAAAAAAACpQ/sifa-gcz9Ko/s400/cert+2.jpg" width="325" /></a></div> <br /> Fudge.<br /> <span id="goog_954194058"></span><span id="goog_954194059"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-2892636987964483407?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g2VseBhXlYn-D4IdNv2oav-uso8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g2VseBhXlYn-D4IdNv2oav-uso8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g2VseBhXlYn-D4IdNv2oav-uso8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g2VseBhXlYn-D4IdNv2oav-uso8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/tiV0R1IgV3E" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com7http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/11/significantly-insignificant.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-41147143085243208012011-10-30T05:48:00.000-07:002011-10-30T05:57:14.196-07:002011-10-30T05:57:14.196-07:00Attended KK Waterfront's Oktoberfest during the weekend.<br /> <br /> We didn't drink much.<br /> <br /> Only one mug per person.<br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vhSQmiv17o/Tq08Zcd3eMI/AAAAAAAACog/RwAKbPTJCPY/s1600/oktoberfest+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vhSQmiv17o/Tq08Zcd3eMI/AAAAAAAACog/RwAKbPTJCPY/s400/oktoberfest+2.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr> </tbody></table> I know this photo can cost my job, but screw it.&nbsp; I traded shopping and movies for grading retarded papers the whole day.&nbsp; I deserve this.&nbsp; Damn it I deserve this.<br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z--h-A5iP1g/Tq09Vn161hI/AAAAAAAACow/2178gyB4tMw/s1600/oktoberfest+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z--h-A5iP1g/Tq09Vn161hI/AAAAAAAACow/2178gyB4tMw/s400/oktoberfest+7.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No party photo is complete without the duck face</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <br /> Best of all, we get to keep the big ass mug!<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MeCcJF0xkpQ/Tq1Jga0WfAI/AAAAAAAACpA/UFsvVOPpFE4/s1600/oktoberfest+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MeCcJF0xkpQ/Tq1Jga0WfAI/AAAAAAAACpA/UFsvVOPpFE4/s400/oktoberfest+10.jpg" width="300" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <br /> I heart Octobers now :D<br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdwMA3mZV70/Tq08KzuwkXI/AAAAAAAACoQ/4Wo-ubut2C4/s1600/oktoberfest+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdwMA3mZV70/Tq08KzuwkXI/AAAAAAAACoQ/4Wo-ubut2C4/s400/oktoberfest+6.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happiness comes in the form of bloating, piss-inducing beverage</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-4114714308524320801?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkJuGbFnG-w6-uob5REZ53ihXvw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkJuGbFnG-w6-uob5REZ53ihXvw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkJuGbFnG-w6-uob5REZ53ihXvw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkJuGbFnG-w6-uob5REZ53ihXvw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/F3Pmi2P84EA" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com14http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/10/oktober-fest.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-69032370196580471862011-10-27T03:55:00.000-07:002011-10-27T03:55:16.776-07:002011-10-27T03:55:16.776-07:00This is article is taken from <a href="http://sabahkini.net/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=article&amp;id=8845%3Arm3000-for-birth-certificate&amp;catid=35%3Aberita-sabah&amp;Itemid=27">Sabahkini.net</a>.<br /> <br /> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <strong><span style="font-family: Arial;">Dear Editor,</span></strong></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <strong><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></strong></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <strong><span style="font-family: Arial;">I would like to share with you and to all Sabahans who are very concerned with the increasing numbers of foreigners in our beloved state, on a very shocking revelation pertaining the said issue. The numbers may be increasing, but what most of us do not know is, their children are becoming legal citizens of this country, incognito.</span></strong></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <strong><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></strong></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <strong><span style="font-family: Arial;">We found out about this when we went for our regular trip to a ‘rombengan’ where we listened in awful shock, the story of a Timorese-Tator lady, owner of one of the rombengan stalls, who got her child to have a legal birth certificate.</span></strong></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> She and her husband are legal workers here. They have their passports and whatnots. They seem to be making quite a fortune here, too. Of course, they want their children to have a good life too.&nbsp;</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">Sabah</span><span style="font-family: Arial;"> seems to be a good place to raise their kids. They have enough money to buy a way in for their kids in this country. And apparently, every foreigner who makes enough money will buy their kids the chance to be Malaysian.</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">With RM3000, they can get their kids to have a birth certificate. They would pay the locals deep in the rural area this amount of money to get them to bring their newborns to the registration department.</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"><span> </span></span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">These foreigner babies would then be christened according to the locals’ family name.<span> </span>And their race?<span> </span>Would be according to that said locals. And just like that, these foreigner kids are legally local. How the registration department could allow such things, we would never know.</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">She didn’t end her story there. Probably when she started talking, she couldn’t stop.<span> </span>We just put on our best poker face in fear she’d stop when she realised we were extremely appalled. When their kids reach twelve, they then will seek the same local family for one more transaction.&nbsp;</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">Another RM1,000 to bring their children to get their identification cards done.<span> </span>They now can go to school like the locals, and enjoy the benefits of the locals, despite having passport holder parents.<span> </span>And nine years later, they will be eligible to vote for the governing power that can fulfil their needs and protect their rights.</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">So now, their secret is out on the open.<span> </span>It may not be a well-known secret, but I really hope that Sabahkini.net can do its part in making sure the people are aware of such disgusting ‘transactions’.</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"><span> </span></span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">I also hope that those people in power can do something about this horrific issue.<span> </span>We do not know how long this thing as has been going it, but one thing is for sure, if it continues; we, the locals will soon be outnumbered, and doomed.</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">Bad Regards,</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">CONCERNED SABAHAN</span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YeRXniWFKiI/Tqk3Rpa00CI/AAAAAAAACjM/PZzjhNwljhM/s1600/LAHIR+SIJIL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YeRXniWFKiI/Tqk3Rpa00CI/AAAAAAAACjM/PZzjhNwljhM/s400/LAHIR+SIJIL.jpg" width="282" /></a></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">&nbsp;<a href="http://sabahkini.net/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=article&amp;id=8845%3Arm3000-for-birth-certificate&amp;catid=35%3Aberita-sabah&amp;Itemid=27">Photosource</a></span></span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">++++++++++++++++++++++++++ </span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;"><br /></span></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"> I wanted to blog about this, but then again, I was afraid it would become a 'sensitive issue' and I'd be hunted down to take an oath that I was pissed drunk when I wrote it.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"> But I'm pretty sure you damn right know who wrote this article. :D</div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"> Thoughts?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-6903237019658047186?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0gq5PzNJRFKFQw-_MctHfRmRNQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0gq5PzNJRFKFQw-_MctHfRmRNQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0gq5PzNJRFKFQw-_MctHfRmRNQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0gq5PzNJRFKFQw-_MctHfRmRNQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/UCn21ZQ8ePM" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com6http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/10/rm3000-for-birth-certificate.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927735825403868855.post-26903585489256611592011-10-24T04:20:00.000-07:002011-10-24T04:20:04.289-07:002011-10-24T04:20:04.289-07:00Think your dog is a rebellious mutt?&nbsp; Who protests being collared, shooed out of the house, or be given its medicines?<br /> <br /> Well for those who don't know it yet, I'd like you to meet Loukanikos, or 'Sausage' in Greece.<br /> <br /> He is Athen's world famous Riot Dog.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VS9BaUpP4Bs/To5L33ElB2I/AAAAAAAACd8/Mrro2V6RX-0/s1600/loukaniko.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VS9BaUpP4Bs/To5L33ElB2I/AAAAAAAACd8/Mrro2V6RX-0/s400/loukaniko.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/riot-dog#.To5JI7L4wlh">Photosource</a></span></div> <br /> He is only a stray, but he's at almost every major protest in Greece since 2008.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrfxVbLYVmo/To5MjjkCJEI/AAAAAAAACeA/AthIfqlLhcI/s1600/sausage.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrfxVbLYVmo/To5MjjkCJEI/AAAAAAAACeA/AthIfqlLhcI/s400/sausage.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/world/article/tear-gas-woof-its-sausage-the-athens-riot-dog/">Photosource</a></span></div> <br /> But Sausage isn't the first Riot Dog in Greece.&nbsp; He is the successor of the first Riot Dog, Kanellos.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jforhot8Ysk/To5wFAROmlI/AAAAAAAACeE/x93Dv-2dvyk/s1600/450px-Kanelos.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jforhot8Ysk/To5wFAROmlI/AAAAAAAACeE/x93Dv-2dvyk/s400/450px-Kanelos.jpg" width="300" />&nbsp;</a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Kanelos.jpg">Photosource </a></span></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Kanellos had been 'attending' riots since the 90's.&nbsp; He appeared in photographs of general assembly of students in the occupied National Techical University of Athens, as a puppy.&nbsp; Can't imagine how awfully cute that would had been.&nbsp; But he died in 2008 of possibly old age.</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> And now Greece has Sausage.</div> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiWdxe2btl4/To5xMWcf8oI/AAAAAAAACeI/wCRRHBvu50I/s1600/riotdog.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiWdxe2btl4/To5xMWcf8oI/AAAAAAAACeI/wCRRHBvu50I/s400/riotdog.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/riot-dog#.To5xK7L4wlg">Photosource</a></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> And he's been with the people of Greece ever since.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sBofqzjAH-c/To5yAW4PT_I/AAAAAAAACeM/8IW0gepQvzk/s1600/loukanikos10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sBofqzjAH-c/To5yAW4PT_I/AAAAAAAACeM/8IW0gepQvzk/s400/loukanikos10.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://ivoaffonso.blogspot.com/2011/06/greeces-front-line-riot-dog.html">Photosource</a></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> Fighting along side with his human pack for the same cause (a few pets and treats perhaps?)</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1ZE8HHy8_Y/To50ch0y3hI/AAAAAAAACeQ/8XPW-m5396c/s1600/loukanikos11.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1ZE8HHy8_Y/To50ch0y3hI/AAAAAAAACeQ/8XPW-m5396c/s400/loukanikos11.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://ivoaffonso.blogspot.com/2011/06/greeces-front-line-riot-dog.html">Photosource</a></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> And probably sometimes taking things into his own ehem, paws.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okyuLrI79jk/To50z2RocfI/AAAAAAAACeY/1G5e13_hMpw/s1600/2011-06-15t110855z_62078264.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okyuLrI79jk/To50z2RocfI/AAAAAAAACeY/1G5e13_hMpw/s400/2011-06-15t110855z_62078264.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://ivoaffonso.blogspot.com/2011/06/greeces-front-line-riot-dog.html">Photosource</a></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> Making the people all the more believe in the cause they are fighting for.&nbsp; 'Coz if this mutt cares, why can't the people care? </div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSbXH6gDjy4/To51aYtcb2I/AAAAAAAACec/RrBZLIzt5dw/s1600/dog-with-rioters.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSbXH6gDjy4/To51aYtcb2I/AAAAAAAACec/RrBZLIzt5dw/s400/dog-with-rioters.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://ivoaffonso.blogspot.com/2011/06/greeces-front-line-riot-dog.html">Photosource</a></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> He's so famous, there are even caricatures about him.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgN1VE492N0/To5130rxhyI/AAAAAAAACeg/GWxpw_QUpI4/s1600/Greek_riot_dog_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgN1VE492N0/To5130rxhyI/AAAAAAAACeg/GWxpw_QUpI4/s320/Greek_riot_dog_.jpg" width="279" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://ivoaffonso.blogspot.com/2011/06/greeces-front-line-riot-dog.html"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photosource</span></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> You can read more about him<a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/world/article/tear-gas-woof-its-sausage-the-athens-riot-dog/"> here.</a></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> And let your heart melt watching this collection of pictures and videos of him fighting side by side with the protestors.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yn1HApiNUxM" width="400"></iframe></div> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> Now go and hug your dogs 'coz they are the best.&nbsp; Whether they refuse to take their vitamins or not.</div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw2RYziu7fM/To52wvprfeI/AAAAAAAACek/68ztPLFTkk0/s1600/anarchydog11.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw2RYziu7fM/To52wvprfeI/AAAAAAAACek/68ztPLFTkk0/s320/anarchydog11.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927735825403868855-2690358548925661159?l=amandachristinewong.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5Z9C5Tjzehv0GMcahloefNtSc3o/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5Z9C5Tjzehv0GMcahloefNtSc3o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5Z9C5Tjzehv0GMcahloefNtSc3o/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5Z9C5Tjzehv0GMcahloefNtSc3o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AbsolutelyWicked/~4/DiZwEwn9_GE" height="1" width="1"/>Amanda Christine Wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427559562537727580noreply@blogger.com7http://amandachristinewong.blogspot.com/2011/10/sausage-riot-dog.html