Piggie Test

So a friend of mine sent this personality test that helps determine your personality by comparing you to a pig… I mean drawing a pig :)

You draw a pig… and questions are asked based on your drawing:

• Did you draw the pig in the middle of the frame on in the side… etc
• Did you draw the pig facing you or not? (Hamster Voice in Head [HVH]: no, I have this sick pleasure drawing pig butts)
• How many limbs did your drawing have? (HVH: Gee… I don’t know, six maybe?)
• How long was the pigs tail?
• How large were the pigs ears compared to yours? (HVH: No comment)

Depending on your answers, your personality is determined.
Here is what the test had to say about me.
I say NO COMMENT to the last statement.

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Me summed up in a webpage

I was introduced to this web page by my Galpal. I think this sums up all my emotions... and... well... it sums me up completely :)... Esp. when I am high :)

http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/AAAAAAAAA!

What do you think?

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Howdy

Howdy Hamsteretts!

Today, for the past 3.5 hours, this is what I have done:

*click on Excel Worksheet A*

* Scroll*

* Select cells*

* De-merge*

*arrange columns*

*select cells*

*click on Excel Worksheet B*

*paste*

*repeat*

It feels like H.S.E. all over again! *bored expression*

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Yea, so I forgot to fill in my overtime… again… I think the chick from Payroll has put me on The Company’s Most Wanted List. The last time I didn’t put in my overtime, I mailed her and asked her to accommodate the payment in the next months pay cheque…

This is what I got:
‘Your Over Time has been considered this time. But if this happens again, consider it gone. It is too much of work for Payroll. Jump in a well the next time’

Ok, it was more professional that that… but this was the message … in summary.

Now, I came to work this Saturday… and silly me forgot to put in the hours in my time sheet… *damn it... damn it* So I grabbed my balls (pardon my French) and mailed her again asking her to consider it….. brave of me.. yeah?

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Ok… my hair smells like my face cream today. Some how… out of no where… chunks of my face cream landed on my hair!! *innocent look*

You see, I am normally clumsy during the day… (when there is traces of sense in me), you can only imagine how clumsy I am in the morning!

I dabbed on dots of cream on my face… and I closed the cream tub. Now I am assuming because of the cross currents in the room, due to the presence of the fan (no the fan wasn’t switched on)… the tub of cream fell from my hand. Just like that!

I bent down… picked it up… placed it on the table… look at the mirror and I see my hair stuck to my face… not a pleasant sight… I actually scared my self!

Now I know why them models in the commercials always wear a hair band of some sort… while they apply the cream

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Music to Memories

You know how come songs bring back memories... they might remind you of some one, some thing or some place. Here is a song that I heard today, after ages... brought back memories, so strong that it left me crying. NO, I am not weak... crying isnt bad. For some reason I can see Ali's face being prepared to give some stupid sarcastic answer.... buzzz off man! any how here is how the song goes....

If You Could Only See- Tonic

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Well you got your reasons

And you got your lies

And you got your manipulations

They cut me down to size

Sayin' you love but you don't

You give your love but you won't

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Seems the road less traveled

Show's happiness unraveled

And you got to take a little dirt

To keep what you love

That's what you gotta do

Sayin' you love but you don't

You give your love but you won't

You're stretching out your arms to something that's just not there

Sayin' you love where you stand

Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Sayin' you love but you don't

You give your love but you won't

Sayin' you love where you stand

Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Miss you. Life! Some times we wonder what lies ahead of us .... our paths are disconnected... completely

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Clipped wings

This is for all of us... for every one who feels trapped. Yea, I guess this piece isnt one of my best work, but... here it goes

Clipped wings

I sit.
I stare.
Through the gaps of the wire mesh,
I stare into the great beyond.

I look up, I see the rest
Flying…
Gliding…
Soaring…
high in the sky

Given a chance, I escape.
Just for some time

I try to fly
I try to glide
I try to soar
Soar high in the sky

Then, I look down,
Just to see my feet
Chained…
Locked…
Riveted…
to the ground

I look back up, seeing that familiar rest
Flying…
Gliding…
Soaring…
oblivious of me, high in the sky

I smile at times saying at least I had a chance
I cry at times saying ‘Why me?’

I walk back in

I sit.
I stare.
Through the gaps of the wire mesh,
I stare into the great beyond.

-Tassy Ali
17 March 2007

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Ramu's B-day... 12 March

Hehehe. Saap!

Right so today is Ramu’s birthday.

He is one of the most adorable guys I have ever seen, with the most adorable smile :-). Today, this guy turned 21. *21 Hug*

So early in the morning Vivek, Preeti, Dev, Jai and Mathew go up to his place to surprise him with a huge loud Birthday wish. We all squish into one car… ride to his place… hoping to meet Chand so that all of us can go and have a bash.

While waiting for Chand, the dudes go and check up on Ramu … you know to see if he is clad properly and stuff…

1 minute later…..

Vivek: *running out… waving his hands like he is a crazy person… wait… he is nuts… he was acting more nuts that usual* ‘Arrey! Ramu left for office’

So basically, all of us sat in the car at 8:05 in the morning… thinking… Damn it! We should have looked at this plan from all angles!

Anyhow… we all squeeze back in Preeti’s Honda Accord …. I was crushed into the side passenger door with my face kissing the glass window…

We rush back to work… telling Chand to come to Petro… we all meet Ramu at his table and wish him… Palm sized, 0.9 mm thick fudge cake.

Aaa… my cake… a day before, I was told I needed to bake a cake for the morning surprise. Now, I haven’t baked a cake in years but I was like OK!... then I realize all the baking stuff were packed (long story… don’t bother asking me… ok.. ask me then I will tell u :-)) so I go home spend 2 and a half hours looking for the utensils. I spend another hour getting all the ingredients… and I start baking. What was supposed to be a nice Chocolate coated Marble Sponge Cake… turned out to be a quarter cooked marble slab cake… a half burnt Marble Brick Cake and a quarter puddle of uncooked Marble Sponge Cake batter. So…yea… I some how managed to perfectly get the left over fudge to form a cake. Viola!

Right, back to Ramu’s birthday.

After Petro’s irritating work day we all go to Ceasers Palace for his treat… my experience there was disturbing… so I really don’t want to get into it… but I did learn a lesson… Never to expect anything... not even from friends… Family… well… till not I don’t know. But I know I have let down the expectations of my family members… so well yea: Don’t expect anything from Family or Friends.

I have learnt this lesson oh! So many times…. Don’t know when it will actually get embedded in my head.

On the whole, I wish Ramu the best of luck for his future and a happy bday :-)

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Stuff and stuff

I guess the effects of HSE are seeping through my current department. This is my second day, with out work. On and off, I get errands to do from my roomie. Thank the Lord, for him! It is a different thing that we will be separated in a few weeks times *sniff sniff* I shall mish bugging and irritating him :-)

Yea, now days, I am very hesitate to blog about things esp. people. A lot of people from my work know my blog address, thanks to me and my exceptionally humongous mouth. So, I don’t want them to get offended or something when I write any sort of comic comments related to them. But, the things in side me are like on the verge of eruption… so if any of my colleagues are reading this… Sorry, and umm no Offence *no offence hug*

Right, what was I saying? Damn it! Forgot!

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Early in the morning, one day, my sister was dropping me to work, and I came across this sign “Al Itihad Square” Now for those who don’t know what Al Itihad is… it is a Park…. ROUND and no where close to a square shape, some where in the middle of the most crowded place in Sharjah. I think the Municipality needs to brush up on shape names, cause I think most of them … wait… all of them were absent during their GEOMETRY 001 class.
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I went to have lunch with my mom yesterday. Little did I know that banks don’t allow their employees to eat lunch. As soon as I reached my mom’s table, she slammed this Arabic pastry packet on the table, pointed to the store, and said “Eat there!.” So basically, my plans of having lunch with my mom ended up with me having lunch with myself, in an overly cramped up room having dusty shelves as my table and chair. And piles of bunches of paper… wrapped in PINK paper… as my scenery. PINK! Why PINK!

I gobbled very thing up in 15 minutes and walked out of the room feeling liberated! Don’t ask me why, I just felt it. I sit at my mom’s table and start blabbering. Close to 2:00pm, I get up, said a Bye and ask for a tissue so I could wipe my mouth from the coffee that I just sipped.

I take one.

My mom: ‘Take more… Take! Take!’

Me: ‘No Ma, it is okie, I have tissue. I just wanted to wipe my mouth’

My mom: ‘Take bussy’ [Bussy: is a word in Swahili, used how ‘Man’ is used in slang]

Me : *embarrassed… hopping no one was hearing our conversation* ‘Ma, I have tissue at work’

My mom: *frantically takes out 6 or 7 tissues from the box and waves it in the air in front of me* ‘Hebou, take it!’ [Hebou, another Swahili word, similar to Bussy]

HVH (Hamster the Voice in Head) ‘For the love of God, take the God damn thing!’

I take the bunch and walk way, nodding my head.

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I had gone to my mom’s office for some work, I had a CD along with me. My mom wanted to see the contents of the CD.

My Mom: *looking at one of her colleagues* ‘Walid, do you have a CD drive in your computer?’

Walid: ‘No’

My Mom: ‘Even I don’t have’

Me: *staring at my mom’s PC*

It was a P3… and I was thinking that it definitely should have a CD-ROM drive in it.

Me: * press a button on the CPU*

*CR-ROM tray slides out*

Me: *facing my mom* ‘Ma, you do have a CD-Rom drive!’

Mom: ‘Ala! Hebu show me’

For the next five minutes, my mom looked as though she was a 2 year old kid high on sugar as
she kept on pressing the eject button, watching the cd-drive slide in and out of her CPU

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Belated Valentines!

Ok, my sweet Hamsteretts… Greetings. I have come out of hiding from my little cozy place called Eternal Laziness. I think today’s post might get long…but since I plan to scoot back to the Place of Eternal Laziness, I shall make is short… try to atleast.

Ok so I shall briefly highlight what all happened to me. Mostly good :) Don’t worry.
Queens of Hamster the Blue Land goes to Grand Hayatt:

Umm… I was plotting this thing for three weeks. I got these really small presents and I wrapped them up and attached these little notes to them. I started packing the presents a week in advance. The notes, I wrote them a day before valentines. I wrote what came from my heart… *blush* anyhow, so I reached the office extra early in the morning to put the presents on my friends table.

Why extra early when I am the first one to reach office? Well, Kaniza, the Eternal Retard, kept on coming early for like three days or so, and so I had to beat her. My luck would have it that she didn’t come early that day!!! Anyhow, I made my sister the messenger and sent some presents to my good friends at university. Luckily, my friends really liked the gesture and that basically made my day :-)

In the evening we went to Grand Hayatt, in Dubai. It was supposed to be a Valentine dinner for us all, but ended up becoming a photo shoot for Kavi. You see, she is nearly engaged and she wants to bombard her fiancé with pictures of her :-). Oh and I think her fiancé’s brother is hot! :-)

Speaking of pictures, thanks to Ali, my Galpal, I have taken up photography as a hobby :-)

Thanks Ali. *hug* I got a Canon Xius 60 :-)

Yea, ok, I am tired of writing. That’s it. :-)

That was short, wasn’t it? :-)

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