I’ve lost my Shooting Virginity… first time shooting a gun! YAY!

Yeah, baby, I’m gooooood… I shot’em in the head!

I even shot a left testicle!

That’s my (rather tiny) 22mm shell, and the one next to it is the 9mm.. it was so loud and strong, the way it retracted was woah!.. and next to them is a bullet to put on a key chain or necklace or something lol!

IT WAS FUN! We have to do it again to release some pent-up energy and shoot paper men in the groin and stuff… Man, I’m EVUL.

P.S. I LOVE YOU BLOGGERETTES! You crazy lunes, I had an amazing time with all of you (Chikapappi, Powder, Blue Dress, Chirp, Vixen, EniGma and Zabo0o6a)… One of us annoyed the restaurant guy, Mr. “Thelat Tarba3 El Sa3aaa“ till he gave us a table, one of us faked pregnancy, another was sleep-walking even though she’d planned the whole outing, we bought cookies, cupcakes and marshallows (Thank you, Chirp :*), one kept snatching another one’s cell phone (stop that! LOL) and two had to bear with me in the car lol (7baybi S & B :p)…

P.P.S. The “You Ask, I Answer” post is still up! You may keep asking questions lol

I’m suffering from Writer’s Block.. I’ve been in quite a crappy sarcastic mood these days but at the same time I’m feeling very plain. Very bland. Very blekh.

So this post is for my readers…

In the comments section, each commenter can ask me a maximum of 3 questions, and I’ll dedicate a whole post as a Q&A…

Just don’t ask me things that are already in the About Me page..

Now… shoot…

Here’s something all my readers (and fans of stand-up comedy) will enjoy… Achmed The Dead Terrorist sings “Jingle Bombs“… Enjoy!

Merry Christmas!!

Warning: Do not show English Department teachers *evil giggle*

I’m wearing…

One tank top..

One black long-sleeved top..

One black high-neck short-sleeved top..

Black tights..

Black leggings over the black tights..

Dark blue denim jeans..

A heavy grey dress..

A heavy black jacket..

One light grey scarf..

Black shaila and the covering underneath, covering my ears really good..

Light foundation under the eyes, kohl, mascara, barely-there blush..

Lots of vaseline on the lips lol..

Black flats..

…

 AND I’M STILL FREEZING!!

 AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Ever since I started work, I’d always come home shocked at some of the situations that I’ve been through there… The reaction I get from mom is, “You haven’t seen anything yet…” and what I get from dad is, “Remember the Circles of Influence!”

The “Operational Circle” is YOU, you can control your thoughts, your emotions and your way of thinking, learning, responding and all that.. 

My co-workers, who’re considered part of the “Collabrative Circle“, humans I can influence but can not control (for example, my students, little brothers, friends), should be part of the “Global Circle” and beyond! They’re like the weather and natural disasters! So hard-headed and I wish they’d at least listen to reason and logic…

I have to constantly remind myself that my co-workers have no sense of humor and that I should never never never show them anything I find creative or amusing..

So today we were all bored at work, no exams, no students, NOTHING.. and I thought “HEY! Let me show them some comedy! As a change and since I have my laptop and hard disk with me”… so I show them Achmed the Dead Terrorist.

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