Strengths:

The Sanguine's Emotions
-Appealing personality
-Talkative, Storyteller
-Life of the Party
-Good sense of humor
-Memory for color
-Physically holds on to listener
-Emotional and demonstrative
-Enthusiastic and expressive
-Cheerful and bubbling over
-Curious
-Good on stage
-Wide-eyed and innocent
-Lives in the present
-Changeable disposition
-Sincere at heart
-Always a child

The Sanguine As A Parent
-Makes Home Fun
-Is liked by children's friends
-Turns disaster into humor
-Is the circus master

The Sanguine At Work
-Volunteers for Jobs
-thinks up new activities
-Looks great on the Surface
-Creative and colorful
-Has energy and enthusiasm
-Starts in a flashy way
-Inspires others to join
-charms others to work

The Sanguine As a Friend
-Makes friends easily
-Loves People
-Thrives on compliments
-Seems exciting
-envied by others
-Doesn't hold grudges
-apologizes quickly
-Prevents dull moments
-Likes spontaneous activities

Weaknesses:

The Sanguine's Emotions
-Compulsive talker
-Exaggerates and elaborates
-Dwells on trivia
-Can't remember names
-Scares others off
-Too happy for some
-Has restless energy
-Egotistical
-Blusters and complains
-Naive, gets taken in
-Has loud voice and laugh
-Controlled by circumstances
-Gets angry easily
-Seems phony to some
-Never Grows Up

The Sanguine As A Parent
-Keeps home in a frenzy
-Forgets children's appointments
-disorganized
-Doesn't listen to the whole story

The Sanguine At Work
-Would rather talk
-forgets obligations
-Doesn't follow through
-Confidence fades fast
-Undisciplined
-Priorities out of order
-Decides by feelings
-Easily distracted
-Wastes time talking

The Sanguine As a Friend
-Hates to be alone
-Needs to be center stage
-Wants to be popular
-Looks for credit
-dominates conversations
-Interrupts and doesn't listen
-answers for others
-Fickle and forgetful
-Makes excuses
-Repeats stories

Well, Akma's glory didn't last. Here comes a new hero - MUCUS BOY! His real name is Ammar Altintop. The best friend of Shit Boy. His powers are gloop-thrower and green goop. He once helped a boy getting his mucus out of his nose but of course Mucus Boy put into his own nose after that.

His mucus is so powerful. He is specialise in freezing people as the mucus is so sticky. Gradually, people will die as it will prevent them from breathing.

Mucus after mucus he let go at Akma. Eventually, he managed to freeze Akma. Akma tried to give as many jokes as possible but it only made the situation worse. When Ammar laughed, more mucus flew at Akma. He then died of the mucus drowning him.

Now, Ammar is the new hero but he bring diseases into the world. Spreading virus to everybody. People don't acknowledge him as a hero alone but a villain.

Then came doctor Raju saying, "I think you need an MC."

Before Ammar could reply, the ground shook. The floor started to crack and split resulting the tall buildings to collapse.

"It's the end of the world!" screamed doctor Raju.

"But I thought 2012 is 2 years away!" cried Mucus Boy.

"Oh man! I haven't sit for my olevel yet." exclaimed Syed a.k.a Perfectionist.

Syahidding couldn't accept the fact that he mut leave his maths. He cried greatly.

Sofiy just kept quiet and stared blankly. He was confused with the situation.

Then, a new story began. A more fantastic one.

A genius biologist name Najib came. He explained to the people that he had built a huge ship made of titanium. It as built 8 years ago when he discovered about the judgement day. Suddenly, the gloomy face of the people changed. Their faces filled with hopes to live. They can be saved. BUT! There is one problem with the ship. IT CAN'T BE MOVED!

"We need a physicist to do the job," a distant sound was heard.

Out of nowhere, a bright light suddenly appeared and lighted the dark place. people started to squint their eyes as te light was too bright. There lies a man running towards the people. He was Nazirul. He then asked laboriously what was the commotion all about. Najib told him about the immobile ship.

Knowing that Najib is a biologist, Nazirul laughed at him as Najib used human organs to build the huge ship. Wires were replaced with blood vessels and the engine was replaced with hearts of whales.

Nazirul said, "there is only one thing left, the SWITCH!"

Everyone thought that they had been given a chance to live. They thought that it was that easy to escape death. They thought that everytime the world is dying, they could just move to another planet.

WERE THEY RIGHT? DO THEY REALLY GET TO ESCAPED?

STAY TUNED....

To their shock, the ship still can't be moved. When Nazirul installed the switch, They couldn't find it. The switch was situated in a mini-room. The hope then faded away. The sky then became dark. But then, someone squeaked. It was mini-boy, Irfan.

"I have the ability to squeeze in small places. I can o the job and go to the mini-room to switch on the switch," he whispered.

Ashraf then say, "Everyone! mini-shout."

"HOORAY" "HOORAY"

Then, there was a brilliant scientist name Alvin. He is the leader of Alvin and the chipmunk. He was good in bio technology. He ad invented a new machine that can help te world by killing more people to produce more chipmunks. There was also a hero named spiderman.

After knowing the incident about the crisis, Spiderman was happy as he likes to eat chipmunks. Alvin didn't know about this. Sufi Ridhwan tried to stop him by dancing irritatingly by shaking his butt.

Zhufar died again the next day (No link. HAHA) Everyone from all over the world cried. The tears were rolling on their cheeks.

Suddenly syed start to sing, "We are the world. We are the children. We are the one that an make a brighter day so lets start giving."

Actually, the people shed their tears not becaue of Zhufar but because of the tragedy which happened in Haiti.

But they did not know that the tragedy was just a prank so tat people would donate. They will use the money to buy ice-creams to eat. Haha. Stupid people.

The ice-creams were sold by the students in Pre-U 1A in Aljunied. They always promote their ice-creams by saying out loud "WALLS!"

Jeng jeng jeng. Suddenly, the air-con spoilt nd melted all the ice-creams. Crisis had landed the Pre-U 1A students. Because of it, the economy in Singapore went down. Malaysia's economy went up a bit. S$100 = 233 RM.

To solve this problem, the school had to call the repairman. When the repairman came, Ashraf was told to speak with them. But, he was so rude. He told him to fix the air-con instead of spoiling it. The repairman felt angry and wanted to trash it out. Ashraf was also dissatisfied that he wanted to sue him. How stupid was Ashraf?

Out of nowhere, Shit Boy and Mucus Boy came back alive to solve the dispute. Te repairman said to them that he is 30years old nad married. How can he accept when a boy talked to him like that.

He was so agitated that he repaired vigirously. He banged all his tools making the air-con worse. ashraf was so shocked that he called his lawyer to solve the problem.

Shit Boy and Mucus Boy just stood still eating garbages and piciking his nose respectively. They didn't notice that suddenly the air-con fell and turn into trishaw.

Then came mustafa with his jokes. "WHY DID THE COW JUMP?"

*This story is created just for the sake of entertainment. Jangan amek hati tau."

There was a boy who works and study at the same time. He works at a cleaning company. Everyday, he cleans people's shits. The, the shits would be recycled to produce clean water - New Water. Even though he likes to recycle waste, he eats nothing but garbage. For your info he had graduated from SP.

On one brisk morning, the weather was fine and the atmosphere was chilly. The smell of the air was so fresh until a sewage pipe burst. Shits then scattered around and flew in various directions. As a result, all of the workers died except him as he had the ability to fight and withstand shit.

Out of the sudden, a Chemistry teacher passed by, carrying chemicals on a tray. He stumbled upon something and the test-tube carrying the chemicals fell on some puddles of shit. Gradually, it turns into a shit-monster. It smells like garbage. The smell made the boy hungry. Due to his hungriness, he wanted to eat it and ignored the fact that it was a monster. The boy was safwan.

To fight the monster unconditionally, he farted and farted until the monster became unconscious. He open his mouth and swallow the monster without even chewing. BURP!

Without him noticing, Akma came. He is the father of all villains. Not civilians. His jokes can cause people to laugh until their eyes became swollen, getting stomach ache and most importantly, get irritated.

Zhufar died the next day by the bus stop near Victoria St when a car dashed amd crashed into him (no link! haha)

Every second, Akma is getting more and more evil. Laughter could be heard all over the world. It's the laughter of pain. The shit boy tried to stop him but akma was too strong and too big for him to handle. Akma released his trademark finisher and made the shit boy laugh until the shit boy gave up.

Now, the hero was defeated! The question is who can stop Akma? And how can he be stopped?

While walking on the street, Akma felt scorching hot. It was as though he was in hell. The heat was caused by a hot guy. Akma then approached the guy and asked, "WHY DID THE THERMOMETER GO TO THE UNIVERSITY?"

The hot guy kept mum and only shook his head while flexing his muscle. After hours of thinking, he gave up and demanded the answer.

Akma answered, "TO GET A DEGREE!" hahahahahaha. He laughed menacingly.

*stay tuned as the story continues AFTER A BREAK

"Teruna! Beri patik semangkuk darah sebelum darahmu patik korbani!" Raja Permata menjerit.

"Ampun tuanku, inilah darah yang tuanku mahukan," Teruna menjawab dengan senyuman yang berseri.

"Haha! Nice joke Teruna! Kau bagi aku hati ayam eh?" Raja tertawa.

"Haha! Pandai tuanku," jawab teruna sambil ketawa tersipu-sipu.

"Oh kau nk trick aku eh? Ambil ini!" Hiyaak!

Tiba-tiba, perdana menteri masuk lalu menjerit "Tuanku! Perang sudah tiba! Semua orang sudah tidak boleh membuang air. Sakit!"

Setelah menerima khabar itu, Raja Permata pun SMS Spiderman supaya menolong mereka. Malangnya, sedang Spiderman menghayun dirinya dari satu bangunan ke bangunan yang lain, dia disambar petir lalu jatuh ditimpa tangga.

Spiderman tidak sanggup lagi untuk menyambung amanah Raja Permata kerana dia mengalami cedera parah di kelengkangnya akibat disambar petir lalu tersangkut di celah-celah anak tangga. Dia pun mengambil keputusan untuk meminta pertolongan kawanya. Batman dipanggil untuk menyelesaikan masalah Raja Permata. Batman pun bergegas untuk menolong dan menyambung amanah yang diamanahkan raja. Tetapi, Batman terlupa untuk memakai tali pinggangnya yang mengandungi alat-alat mempertahankan diri. Dia tidak boleh berbuat apa-apa malah, dia dibaling taik kelawar tepat ke mukanya.

Berita itu telah sampai ke Hang Tuah. Dia mengamuk lalu menggambil shotgun dan menunggang basikalnya - ala-ala basikal 80-an. Dalam perjalanannya, sebuah lori mainan telah melanggar roda belankangnya. Hang Tuah pun jatuh tergolek dan di hadapannya terdapat durian yang timbul secara tiba-tiba lalu menusuk kedua tangannya dan dia ditewas dicucuk duri durian itu. Masalah Raja Permata masih tidak dapat diselesaikan.

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i was reading my email when i stumbled upon this short story. well, im just putting it here to share.

Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma prayers, the Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.
This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the Imam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain.
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'
His dad asked, 'Ready for what' 'Dad, it's time we go out and distribute these Islamic books.'
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though it's raining?'
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go Please'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.'
'Thanks, Dad!'
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered..
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, he turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU and I came to give you my very last booklet which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to achieve His pleasure.'
With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave.
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'
Next week on Friday afternoon after Jumma prayers, the Imam was giving some lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have questions or want to say anything?'
Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly lady's voice was heard over the speaker.
'No one in this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband died few years ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, i was contemplating suicide as i had no hope left.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home.. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly....
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'
Then he gave me this booklet, Path To Paradise that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.
You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'
There was not a dry eye in the mosque. The shouts of TAKBIR...ALLAH AKBAR.. rented the air.
Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no jama'at has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a father that was more filled with love and honor for his son... Except for One. This very one...

well, acad's cas were last wk and alhamdulillah i passed all (:
even though the marks weren't good. im grateful.
but, idk what happened to my grammar -.-
klah nothing to say.

fuh. long time didnt upload this blog.
well, been busy. of course. olvl (:
full of tests. i could do it actually eventhough i didnt study much.
but the marks i got also the same with my effort.
this week is the academic test week.
i hope to ace all. trying hard. FOR THE WIN.

this was my speech the other day.
it went well, alhamdulillah.
it goes like;

we have heard sermons about loving Allah subhanahu wataala,
loving our beloved prophet Muhammad sallallahu alaihi wasallam.
so today, im going to talk about loving our parents.
the one who sacrificed alot just to bring us into this world.
the one that provides us our needs when we needed it.
the one that will support us regardless whoever we are, whatever we've done.
wanting the best from us, hoping for us to be the best.
do you love your parents? of ourse you will reply YES, OF COURSE.
but the problem is, we never express this feeling to them.
do you remember the last time you said 'I LOVE YOU' to them?
i reckon not. and i believe that you used it to your friends everyday.
but unfortunately, you are reluctant to say it to your parents.
as we grow older, we will start to neglect them. giving them excuses;
busy with sch works, busy with friends, tired.
thus, our relationship will start to driften apart. how sad is that.
the one that brought us up from small deserve this? shame on us.
one day, we will become a parent too. we wants our child to love us.
so love you parents and insyAllah our child will love us too.

*i actually put in point form when i delivered my speech. but that was the flow (:
wasallam.

cmon nazirul. you can do it. 260 days left to olvl.
FOR THE WIN. do it for Allah. pray for me guys.
and forgive me if i ever done or will do anything wrong.
and all the best to everyone. study SMART not HARD. ;D

fuh! penat sey. hari2 abes rehearse kol 11.
smpi rumah kol 12. hish. naseb ade bus haha.
niari last pastu the actual day.
and reival of NADY. nk gi ke tk?
hmm. k da tkd idea nk ckp ape. haha.