Cut & Paste

A popular motivational speaker was entertaining his audience. He said: "The best years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman who wasn't my wife!" The audience was in silence and shock. The speaker added: "And that woman was my mother!"

Laughter and Applause

A week later, a top manager trained by the motivational speaker tried to crack this very effective joke at home. He was a bit foggy after a drink. He said loudly to his wife who was preparing dinner, "The greatest years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman who was not my wife!"

The wife went; "ahhhh!" with shock and rage. Standing there for 20 seconds trying to recall the second half of the joke, the manager finally blurted out "...and I can't remember who she was!"

By the time the manager regained his consciousness, he was on a hospital bed nursing first degree burns from boiling cooking oil.

Moral of the story: Don't copy if you can't paste!

Good joke wasn't that..? That's the danger of plagiarisms. Ever since I started my degree prog, I had been doing quite a lot of assignments as part of my coursework studies. More often than not, we've been remindered on and again that "plagiarisms is a serious offence". And of course, many of us couldn't care less and still proceed to cut & paste from our seniors'.

Thus, one of my lecturer had mentioned this,

"I faced difficulty grading your assignments. Wanna know why ? I have yet to see a single master piece in this bulk of assignments that I've received. They're merely a smart xerox project..slightly high tech and advanced than Canon or Epson photocopier gadget !" Put you in my shoes, what would you do ? Any comments?"

You didn't proofread your work. Though, I'm tempted to pretend I don't notice that you didn't produce this piece on your own but merely cutting and pasting from another person. I'll be reading the exact paragraph -word by word..from a few assignments. Miracle isn't it...to get a bunch of people whom share the same thoughts..!

Ann's point of view...

well--well well...as a working adult student, we really do know the time to indulge fully inyo our assignments. Juggling studies between work and family, mind you..it's ain't easy. Therefore, we usually copy-paste some of our senior works and claim them as our own. As a matter of fact, our senior didn't mind at all. They too had gone thru the similar path. It's typically a recycle matter...

After all, we only further our studies with only one aim in mind. Obtaining a degree @ a paper qualification and then hopefully proceed to a higher scale and getting some monetary benefits. At the end of the day, it's all about $$$ ! LOL..

Bruised arm

Last Sunday, during one of my weekly routine mopping chore, I tripped. A good reminder, always make sure the mop is squeezed dry before you roll it all over the tiles. never allow the floor to be wet. Yours truly was a bit 'lazy' and partially drain dry the mop as I thought the full blast of the ceiling fans~ya the three propellers were in full speed like those of helicopters about to take off). In another words, I was being a lil lazy to squeeze dry the mop...it's not easy ya. Therefore, I went circling the entire living room with my mop. As I was busy scribbling chinese calligraphy....

.......the phone rang....

Haha..sounds like a drama... kah? Hey...am not creating stories to generate traffic in annlim07@blogspot.com. True one...I have proof with snap shots !


I moved a lil faster to reach the telephone which is merely a few steps away....tum tup tom..tummmmmmmmm. I tripped and my arm hit against the sharp corner of the TV rack. What a right spot to hit ? At least, my head and face were spare..!!!! Ouch.........for a moment, I felt numbed all over. My first thought was...fractured arm..die liow..! Bandaged arm..oh no. Then I felt sharp pain on my left arm. A huge bump...swell to the size of a burger bun or slightly smaller... exaggerating !

So damn painful. I cried buckets....of course la...couldn't bear the pain. Put you in my shoes...I'm sure the strongest macho guy would shed tears.


I applied 'minyak gamat' and rubbed hard .....ouch...! My son was asking me whether should he call for an ambulance...seeing me crying and panting. putting up a brave front, I assured him that his mummy is alright. deep inside, the pain was intolerable. Only Lord Buddha knows.

For the past two days, I couldn't raise my arm. I faced difficulty getting dress esp having to buckle my bra..! I resorted to wearing the front opening one. Luckily I remembered buying one for fashion purposes. Front opening ones aren't comfortable compare to the usual back hooks ones. Alright..Am not doing free promotions for lingerie. Triumph Sdn Bhd...any job vacancy...if you don't mind having a flat chest model..haha? No la..your truly ..only eyeing for the Managerial post with a 5 figure monthly income...hahaha..dreaming again, Ann.


Tried to take a couple of photo.. Once again, ain't easy to take shots of oneself...one hand holding the camera, the other injured with bruise.

Look at the bruise not the fatty arm.

Filial Daughter

The Star-Tuesday June 2, 2009
Teen goes online to help lonely mother find partner
A LONELY divorcee has asked her 15-year-old daughter to look for a male partner online, China Press reported.
The woman, in her 40s, divorced her husband about 13 years ago and has been raising the daughter on her own ever since.
The daily said the girl posted for help on a website, asking her Internet friends to introduce a suitable “candidate” to her mother.
She said the man should be between 30 and 40 years old and about 170cm tall. He should also be a professional and is considerate as well as understanding.
The daily said a lot of people responded to her call and suggested that she invited her mother to attend social activities while some even wanted to befriend the mother and daughter.

Wow...a child seeking for a life partner for her mother via online. The mother whom had been a divorcee for the past 13 years and single-handedly brought up her only daughter. The daughter had since grown up and in return searching for a step dad. The daughter must have pitied her mother and decided to look for a soul mate for her mum via the net.
What a filial daughter !

Fireman

A FIREMAN came home from work one day and told his wife,
'You know, we have a wonderful system at the fire station:
BELL 1 rings and we all put on our jackets,
BELL 2 rings and we all slide down the pole,
BELL 3 rings and we're on the fire truck ready to go.

'From now on when I say BELL1
I want you to strip naked.

When I say BELL2
I want you to jump in bed.

And when I sayBELL3
We are going to make love all night.

The next night he came home from work and yelled

'BELL1!' The wife promptly took all her clothes off.

When he yelled 'BELL 2!', the wife jumped into bed.

When he yelled ' BELL 3!', they began making love.

After a few minutes the wife yelled 'BELL 4!'

'What the hell is BELL4?' asked the husband?



'ROLL OUT MORE HOSE,' she replied '

YOU'RE NOWHERE NEAR THE FIRE.

* I received this cute email from a friend and thought it would be interesting to post it here for a good laugh. So to you egoistic males out there, try not to show off your authority too much. Your weapon is merely an ordinary one. LOL

Superb Busy Holiday

Expected to be superb busy this sem,
Semester May...Though it's a short sem,
But I'm taking extra papers,
Therefore, I have to work triple hard,
Till no time to eat nor sleep,
A norm routine for me,

Seriously, 4 subjects plus a thesis paper.
It's really killing me.
Stress, stress n more stress.
I can't remember being this stress before.
Sigh..sigh...sigh !


Rushing to complete my thesis proposal,
To be summitted to my supervisor
Whom seems fussy and particular,
28-35 pages....all in within 3 weeks or so..!
The day, I need to pass up the proposal
July 5th....nothing later than that.
She's Dr..therefore...no play-play with her.
She said it...she meant it.
Serious kinda lady.
Dr. R...please be compassionate and kind to my paper.

Meanwhile..will try to squeeze in some time to blog,
Hahaha~