You simply got to see this video. It is about a random woman who was made a translator. Do watch her as she attempts to translate 7 different languages!! You will rock in laughter and die of it!! Enjoy... and... THIS IS NOT MY SANDWICH!!!
Tuesday, 12 August 2008
Second Languages Classes
Friday, 9 May 2008
This is the End
This is it.
This is what it has become. This is the end. The end of the torture, the pain, the suffering. The start of a new beginning for the world. To start anew, refreshed, renewed. The world rejoices. The children play, the parents relax. The time has arrived. It has finally come, the time to rejoice, to play, to celebrate life anew.
For a week. We donned on our uniforms. Some were new, crispy and clean, some were old, thin yet comfortable. For a week, we sat upon our seats, edgy. Waiting for the battle to begin. For a week, we battled and waged war. Pens attacking paper. Questions assaulting the mind. For a week, we lost and won countless battles. Physically and mentally, we endured and carried on. For a week, we endured frustration, anger, nervousness and many more. For a week, we have suffered, toiled, through sweat and pain, thoughts racing in our minds. We wrote furiously.
We tried our best. We had our regrets, we had our joys, we endured our share of suffering. And we survived it all. Hardened veterans, suffering and enduring yet another battle, of wits, of pain, of the ignorance. The arrogance, the humbleness, the suffering, the pain. We endured it all. We assaulted impenetrable fortresses and strongholds, we conquered mighty castles and scaled tall walls. We were beaten before, but we held strong. Enemies had attacked us. Some won, but most lost. We remained strong throughout. We lost many in battle, but we still held on.
And now. It is time. Rejoice! For the evil had risen above us, and was beaten down! Rejoice! For we have emerged victorious in this battle of wills and wits! Rejoice! For we have reached the end of this battle. Rejoice! For this is the end for today, and be glad we have all survived. The exams are over. The time for enjoyment has begun. Video Games. Television. Sports. The battle is over, and it is time.
Rejoice.
[Arthas]
Friday, 18 January 2008
Random Post - ATTENTION
My Dearest Victorians,
I truly understand that money is precious as we earn 200 000 000 goondoos ($0.20) every year. We earn this small amount by doing at least a few million tao-poks and throwing rubber ducks into the Pacific Ocean. I understand that you have excellent uranium-eating priests that teach you the ways of Foogamohalogy. It is heart-warming that you have Mao Zedong descendants that spread Nosetrilism through the republic.
With my pancakes and wooden nosehair, I plead you spoilt kids to help contribute frog earwax seasoned with plutonium and Beethoven’s hair.
Yours fakely,
Tom Cruise
Representative of the HooWooPooGoo Sewage Organisation
