SHAWNOLOGY

Taken from...
Clar/Clare/Fon and AYJ (btw will be very to what has been said)

Pick 8 random friends you feel comfortable around. (including yourself for number 4).

1. Mistress Stonealot of the Blog, Goddess of Reunion-Organising and Sole Pillar of Sanity

2. Lady Toleratia of the Dry Wit, Jedi Master of Bashing People Over The Head, and Fantasist of the Seventh Circle, First Scribe of Twelvian Lore.

3. Sir Idiot-Brainlesse Maximus of Gitland and Whackadoodle, First Knight of Nonsense

4. King Nerdios Melodymaster, Demigod of Computer-Gaming and Physics, named also Calculus Complexitas.

5. Count Doofus Sillyidea, Lord of Music Disdain, and his dominion is over Tongue

6. Countess Twilightmania the Vampiric Chocoholic, who possesses the Wail of the Banshee

7. Princess Randomnessa Bipolaris, Ruler of the Blondhilites and Healer of the S'jab.

8. Magus Malav Dumbledore, Caretaker of the Great Fonnian Libraries and Owleries, Second Scribe of Twelvian Lore.

These eight people you just picked are stuck in a house with you for a whole year. There is no leaving the house at all until the year is completely up. If you had to choose a person for every question below, write down which person it would be. (oo exciting)

There are 4 rooms. Who will be in each room?

Room1- Clar and Clare and Mala
Room2- AYJ and Me
Room3- Tabi and Kim
Room4- The Fon

If there was someone singing in the morning who would it most likely be?

Room 2, sorta of like a fusion of diff. types of music. Pop-rock vocal stuff.

If someone was considered the dad and the mom of the house, who would it be?

Clare. And AYJ. I wonder what mom and dads do when their children are not around.

*Expanding on the family concept, what roles would the other six people take?

Well. I would be like the rude 2nd Brother. And Older sister Tabi would always be scolding me. Fon and Kim would be like squabbling twins. Clar and Mala would be the trapped in centre kids with normal outlooks but are totally insane like everyone else.
(Reality Show Worthy)

If you wanted candy really badly and all of the 7 in the house had some, who would you take it from?

I would take one from each person and amass a whole carton of candy to help me survive when one day mum and dad stop cooking cuz we pissed them off.

If someone had to watch you brush your teeth (every) morning, who would it be?

AYJ? Since we both only take 30 seconds, and both low cost maintenance. (Unlike Shirlyn if she came)

There was two bags of chips bought at the store, but 20 minutes later they are gone. Who ate them?

Fon. I would be angry but join in anyway,

Who would hate being in the house the most?
Noone, but seeing people too often make people less appreciative of one another.

Someone took your (brand spanking new) pair of socks that were never worn, who is the thief?

I don't think anyone actually did. I lost them.

Someone swept all the dirt under the rug, who was it?

Hmm. Fon or maybe even Kim if they were lazy to clean up.

If there was arguments in the house, who would be the ones arguing?

Depends on the topic, really.

Who would be the one missing their boyfriend/girlfriend that wasn’t in the house with them?

Well. Erm. Maybe. No.

You walked down stairs in the middle of the night for a glass of water, someone is dancing on the table in there Leopard Thong, who is the crazy one?

Shawn, and Fon are the more insane ones, so why not? NO WAY
I would never dance in a leopard thong. So tasteless, give me some big beehive dress and you'll see my dance the night away,

A pillow fight broke through, who started it?
Everyone. Its good stress relief.

There's a marathon of your favorite TV show, what is it? and who would be watching it with you?

I think everyone in the fellowship like a tv show. Mostly Sitcoms and Reality TV.

Someone made a fort in the laundry room, who was the kid?

Not me. Mala and Clare maybe?

There’s a prankster in the house that put plastic on the two toilets in the house, who are the pranksters?

I would.

The music's too loud, who turned it up?

Shawn. Or me. Or both. I bet we were listening to say, idk, RJA and blasting as we sang along
(really? RJA is really hard to sing along with. Maybe something easier like chris daughtry)

There's a mouse crawling on the floor all over the house,

a)who is the first one to scream?

youngest sis, aka kim

b)who is the one to jump into someone's arms?

youngest bro, aka fon

c)who would be the one to kill it?

I would. But then chicken out. SO mum and dad.

*d)who would be the one to pet it and call it adorable before Clare/I mashes its brains in?

Mala, she seems to be unafraid of practically every bug there is. (Haha I agree, maybe i would do that too.)

Who made pancakes in the morning and almost set the house on fire?

Well. Fon. Everyone else can cooks rite?

Someone's tanning on the roof, who is it?

Well. According to Fon, me. But no. I'm not insane.

Who is the tallest in the house?

Fon. I come a close second

Who is the shortest in the house?

Kim, the youngest one

Who is(are) the loudest?

The twins

*Who laughs the loudest?

Me, in fact i would be so loud the neighbours would complain

*Who laughs the most?

Everyone

Who is the clown?

Fon.

Who is the most respectful?

Clare

Who is the one that always comes up with stupid ideas?

Who's in bed first?

Contrary to popular belief i sleep at 11 everyday. Very early.

*Who's the one who keeps on getting locked out because they forgot the keys?

Shawn, Kim or Fon. Or possibly Mala.

If someone woke everyone up with pots and pans who would it be?

Mmybe me and Shawn

Who is always dancing?

Fon.

You spilt ice all over the kitchen floor, who would be the one to slip on it first?

Fon, shortly followed by Kim, who was chasing him.

Who is always playing some form of instrument?

does the mouth count? I’d be singing all the time... Otherwise, Tabby

*Who is always raising their eyebrows at the antics of everyone else?

Everyone has antics. We'll be used to it by then.

*What room would all of you like installed in the house?

Hmm. A room that has computers and a personalized sound booth system for everyone and has like a giant central book shelf were once u read out the title and author of the book a book would appear in your hands.

RP people coming next!

Labels: Bored, Chalet, friends, Happy, time waster, wasting time

Yups. it's official. Shawn's blog is dead. What he is trying to do is and some funk into it so it relives. At the moment, however, the blog is dead, so condolensences are much appreciated at the CIA headquarters, where the pitiful blog was electrocuted in a sofa with bits of copper attched to it.
*Bows head in reverance*

Onto today's funeral processions

CRV(Which stands for Cranky Repository Vehicle for those who don't understand)

Dumbshits its a 2 day chalet with half of the former 6/12 + Kimberly, who i remembered as a short girl with didnt like veggies.

Okok it started off great, with random playing cards and teaching everyone(actually just slime and the girls) how to play bridge, taiti, hearts and playing a game of saboteur. Then came the much awaited barbayque.

Then it started to drizzle. Then drip. Then half of Yahweh's bodily reservoir came down upon us like a yellow river. We were trying to get a damn fire started!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fire Making Toolkit includes:
Cow Shit
Charcoal
Butter and all sorts of animal oil
Lighter fluid
Slime, Shawn and Lim Jing blowing at the fire.(details coming)

When the charcoal started to light up, no doubt in thanks to the light fluid brought by commando slime, me and him started to blow. At the fire, lah! we blew and huffed and blew the house down!! Hold on, that strike me as odd. Oh yes, we huffed and we puffed and created a blazing fireball in the middle of a monsoon downpour. I cannot reiterate how proud i, being a outside noob, created a fire in such conditions, along with the allmighty SlimeRambo, ofcourse.

Pah. then came night. Obviously no hanky panky, 6/12 is smarter than that. some ppl watched V for vendetta past midnight while i just slept. i slept for 3 hours then the noise gang raving aobut the movie came and disrupted my sleep. Pah. Then i slept.

I must say the next morning was a very fulfilling time. We walked to the beach, and saw what i thought was a mirage when i was told it was our motherly water selling neighbour. I scorned at that but looked forward to the sunrise anyway. But before that happens, I must say gate climbing is realling a career i'd like to get into. You see, the gate was supposed to open at 6, but we were there and it was locked shut. We got to the decision to climb over it. My being the gymnast i am, got to try first. It was relatively easy. I cannot say the same for clare. My god i was like a scene out of a vampire flick except the vampire was a gate.

Nevermind that. After we figured that the sun was gonna show itself beside a bloody harbour, we decided to take jumpshots, which are like picture of you jumping for glee and apparently falling over. hehe. very bimbo, i thought, then we got to the point where i decided facial tics were fun to do. boy was i wrong. Some will understand me. I hope most won't

Then we went to play cards again. Then came what scared to little shit outta me. Bowling. Seeming suburban and fun, but never done beofre by this guy called Shawn. Suprisingly, he had the best score... of 77. well it was a start and 3 strikes isn't THAT bad right?

Nevermind, the day we invented something so great. The Fonthian counting system. Or was it Fonese. Nevermind. I wont reveal the details. But it does include wumbidil, which is indian for 9, you could have figured it out throught the bloody damn mrt message that keeps saying " wumbidil, wumbidil, wumbidil". And "ululullulululu", which stands for 11. We also tried out the mysterious ticking noise video, which i must say phailed so miserably that i can;t even say its a valiant effort. At least we had fun lol.

Then we watched poto. hehe if you don;t understand. An E6 made my day!!!! I love arias.

The next day i was stumped. I forgot everything that had happened on that day. Anyone fill me in?

I got alot to say to keep this blog breathing . Its getting late. Tmr, maybe?

Labels: Chalet, Fail, Funerals, hehe, Math