Jessica Loves Pandas

Funny Photo's From the Net #1

2009-03-18T07:44:00.009+08:00

ok here's the photos i found from some websites and its really funny so ill share these with you. comment!! lol

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Mens Bathroom

This is why girls arent allowed inside Mens bathroom.

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He hates his Neighbor?? Definitely!

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This would probably her Last Poop in her Life

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IF BROWSERS WERE WOMEN

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This happens when you dont study.

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RAPIST SEARCH - FOUND!

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How to Stop Shoplifting.

PLS POST COMMENTS. THX

Boob Claw Machine

2009-03-18T06:49:00.003+08:00

hahaha a friend gave me this photo for a claw machine found in japan. its an item that all guys would love simple because... its BOOBS. hahahaha imagine how you would pick up those boobs with 2 claws... lol i expect a lot of comments from this hahahaha.

Anime: DEATHNOTE

2009-03-16T06:53:00.002+08:00

Death note tells the tale of Light Yagami, an intelligent seventeen year old student with dreams of entering into the NPA (National Police Agency). One day while walking home from school he finds a Death Note, a notebook with the power to kill anyone whose name is written into it. Light decides to use the notebook for good but it is eventually found out by the police that someone, smewhere is killing off wanted criminals and so they launch a full investigation with the aim of bringing whoever is responsible. it is murder after all. Soon, a detective known only as L is put on the case...

OK, i just watched this anime in 35++ episodes in total in like 2 days coz i couldnt stop. why ?? ill tell you why, ITS SO SMART!! its not just the fact that the characters are well drawn and deep, the main character is COOL, its like he's the Hero and the Enemy all at the same time! he's so clever with his plans that he doesnt get caught! its like... a chess strategy battle between the characters Light Yagami and the #1 detective in the world who's nicknamed "L". ok i suggest you watch this anime and all of my friends said that the MANGA was really better so i gotta check because im sooo addicted. PLS leave a comment below guys. thanks!

MOST EVIL CAT IN THE WORLD

2009-03-13T10:50:00.005+08:00

Have you ever had a pet in your life that was Soooo evil that your glad that your a friend rather than an enemy??? well i do. haha its my cat. her name is PEPITO... yes pepito... weird name for a Girl cat but still... its kinda weird. haha i named her pepito because at first i thought it was a GUY cat because it was just MEAAAN! its so mean that if ever one of my cousins pass by my room... the cat would BITE and Scratch at the person, tearing jeans... leaving bite marks... and not only to people... my cousin brought his st. bernard here... a really BIG dog... like Beethoven from the movie? yeah... my cat actually Chased the dog across the hallway and the dog ran down the stairs.. stumbling fumbling falling down hitting things breaking things coz it was so scared.

when my cousins try to enter my room when im not here. my cat would Claw at them and bite them... i enter my room with THEM on top of the dresser or hiding in the closet... screaming NO PEPITO NO PEPITO PLEAASE PEPITO . NUuuUuUuu... i want my MOMMY... NO PEPITO PLEEEASSSE.... yup... that would be the screams of my COUSINS who are all guys.. as tall as 6'1 and their calling for their mom. hahaha nice image right? LOL

ill post more later *winks* take care guys

FEAR THE FACE OF EVIL!!!

Old Image or New Image?

2009-03-12T21:47:00.005+08:00

Ok some people commented that My younger look was better than my current one and so i wanted to ask people, which do you prefer?

Younger Me

Older Me

I kinda already know the answer but this might be just another excuse for more Comments for the blog. haha

30 Horror Films in 2 Weeks Marathon

2009-03-12T21:38:00.003+08:00

“I know what we can do over our two-week break,” I announced to my friends one night, after we were debating how to spend our work-free sleeping over at my house, homework-free, 2-week break.

“Let’s watch 30 horror films!” I’m not even sure how I thought of the idea – or why I decided to pursue it - as my friends and I don’t even particularly like horror films. But it sounded like a good idea at the time.

“Um, why would we do that?” My friend Danielle asked me.

“Why not?” I retorted.My brilliant logic won them over, and our quest began.

We started asking for film suggestions from all of our friends (which we would later classify into two groups: Our respectable-taste-in-movies friends versus our smile-and-nod friends). At first it was fun. We would excitedly rush off to Blockbuster and grab some movies, confer with each other, and tell every confused soul we possibly could about our plans.But after a few days, it became more like work:

“Listen,” I remember my friend Lauren telling me in a very serious tone, “You can’t go to Stephen’s tonight. Jess. We have to watch three films tonight to meet our quota. We’ll never catch up in time if you go.”

The sad thing is, I agreed. “You’re right,” I said, ashamed at myself for putting friends above films. “You’re absolutely right.”

However, after the first week we realized we should not isolate ourselves completely from the outside world, lest we go crazy like Jack Nicholson in The Shining. So we decided to have a Horror Films night, in which we invited 25 of our closest friends over to my aunt’s apartment (which I’m sure she loved *less noise*) and provided snacks and drinks for anyone willing to sit through two horror films. Of the 25 people invited, 11 showed up. 10 were guys. While these odds seemed to work out well for us at the time (10 guys, 4 girls), we lost touch with all of our non-horror-films friends during these two weeks and during the ‘recovery’ time afterward, where much of our conversation and thoughts still centered on horror films.

Besides isolating us from our other friends, horror films also caused us to fight: “We could watch 2 movies in the time it takes us to watch Amityville Horror.” I said, disgusted, to my friend Danielle.“Yeah but the two shorter movies are supposed to suck!” she retorted back. “Who even recommended The Hunt? The same guy that recommended The Ring! I’m not watching it.”“It’s quantity that matters, Danielle. Not quality!” I walked away in a huff. Clearly, something was wrong.

Not only did it isolate us from our friends, isolate us from each other, but it also isolated us from ourselves.You see, I used to have innocent, if not downright boring dreams. My dreams consisted of either working or grocery shopping (usually picking out grapes or cereal – and I was always confused when I woke up in the morning and was lacking something that I “distinctly remember buying”). But Horror Fest 08’ changed all of that…Soon I was chopping off body parts with the hover-mower from Dead Alive, being chased by aliens from The Descent and fighting zombies from 28 Days Later.

I even invented an anti-zombie martial arts in one of my dreams, which would later lead to a series of very serious conversations about zombie-fighting with many of my horror-film loving friends (as these seemed to be the only friends I hung out with anyway).

I became afraid to go to sleep, wondering what my mind would conjure up that night, praying it wouldn’t be too gory, or that I wouldn’t remember it when I woke up.At the end of the two weeks, I had learned my lesson: Do not watch 30 horror films in the period of two weeks.

Some time later, at a party, I was sharing this valuable lesson that I had learned over break, and – to my surprise – a few of my friends made fun of me. According to them, it was “obviously a bad idea.”“Perhaps,” I said, but then I had second thoughts…“If there’s ever a zombie apocalypse,” I told them, “you know damn well who you’ll be calling.”

Evil Little Girl

2009-03-12T20:58:00.004+08:00

When i was 6 -8 years old. i used to sit near the door during classes ... and whenever the teacher turns her head to write on the board ... I run out of the room, jump over the playground across the yard, past the flagpoles.... and go directly to the petting zoo.... LOL. nice huh? then after 1 or 2 hours i would run back and sit down like nothing happened. they had no idea how to deal with me that time. hahaha

At 8 years old i lost my parents and so i was shipped to live with my aunt beth in london. they chose that area because that is where my grandparents were (mother side). and thought that spending time with my grandma (lived close) would be good. but i got more evil. on saturdays and sundays. i would pack my backpack.... a good book..... some money, a teddy bear, and bunches of lollipop. then i would run across the street early on saturday morning and i would buy 2 tickets on the train station and ride the train alone ( remember i'm still 8 at this time) and when the train conductor checks tickets and see's me alone in the cabin sitting (kids are not allowed to travel alone) , he/she would ask . miss are you here alone? i would smile and say, "no sir, my dad's in the bathroom, but he gave me the tickets." and he laughs coz i say this as im eating a lollipop. hahahaa. then i would ride the train... with my little juice pack. book and teddy. then visit my grandparents... while my aunt in london goes wild . "WHERE'S JESSICA WHERE'S JESSICA!!!" hahaha then my grandma would call them so i wont get my ass beaten when i go back. haha fun right? the thing was... i did this 14 times. i stopped because the train conductor got smart and caught me. hahaha kids are not allowed to travel alone he says.. LOL

Crying Devil

2009-03-12T15:32:00.003+08:00

OK this is Me when i was younger, i was trying to cook something and as i was chopping some ingredients i kinda cut my finger because i wasnt paying too much attention.

haha im really not a good cook. i mean i want to learn but i just get distracted a lot. Did you know that First time i cooked i kinda Burned the kitchen down? i was cooking PASTA... and i was boiling the water. . . i kinda got bored of waiting and so i walked to the other room and checked what was on TV. and i completely forgot that i was cooking til the fire alarm was up... the whole kitchen was covered in STEAM from the water evaporating... it was so hot.... i panicked and i threw a cloth at the flame and the cloth burned so did the other things and then.... i dunno... the kitchen burned down... fire trucks arrived and asked what happened.... i told them i was boiling water... then kitchen burned... they laughed so hard. hahaha ! good thing the walls were fire safe. so it didnt spread. LOL

here's the photo of Evil younger Me. around 10 or 11 at this age... im not sure... i cant remember haha.

Becoming a Grandma in 1 Night

2009-03-11T12:07:00.001+08:00

It was a time when I questioned who I was and if I should go on living to see what I would become. It would have been easy to hit rock-bottom, but my brother offered his hand…and his credit card. I’m talking about the time I accidentally dyed my hair gray.

I’ve a brunette all my life. Every six weeks my hair becomes a famous miniseries based on an epic hairstyle evolution. Read: Roots. All’s fair in love and hair, but one summer I decided to flirt with the dark side. I love chocolatey brown hair, but know I couldn’t achieve it without succumbing to another chemical dependency that could be even more grueling.

I settled for ash brown. The woman on the hair dye box looked blondish, but darker. I liked. This way, I could make a change that wouldn’t seem dramatic to anyone but me. I dyed my hair late at night. My brother, and his girlfriend, and I had plans to go shopping the next day, so I rinsed my hair, conditioned it, and went to bed. It appeared to be light brown.

I can only imagine what I looked like lying in bed the next morning: birds chirping, suburban dogs barking, and light shining in from the window. The rays of sunlight shone on my sleeping face - freckles dotting my cheeks and nose, dark lashes crunchy with sleep, lips dry and slightly parted, hair as gray as steel wool.

Minutes later, I sat up, saw myself in a mirror, gasped, scratched my eyes, and gasped again. My hair wasn’t ash brown. It was just plain ASH. Had the fires still been lit, I’d have jumped in and let the whole thing burn.

I screeched for my brother, instead of leaving my bedroom to seek him. No need to freak him out. I’ve seen the movie Big. I know how terrifying it must be to see your younger sister morphed into a geriatric woman.My brother came in and God bless him, he didn’t laugh. I looked older than him! (he clearly knows to respect his elders hahaha). My brother told me to wash my hair again and consulted his girlfriend, Megan.

I rinsed and pulled and cursed and repeated. I checked the shower drain for gray run-off. No such luck.

Megan thought back to what she knew about hair and makeup products - EVERYTHING - and said I’d probably need my hair chemically stripped to remove the gray. My brother, Megan, and I headed to a full-service salon to salvage my mane.

Here’s what you never want to hear after a home hair repair gone wrong: “Oh…my…wow…ummm…” I imagine this is what people who misplace plugs and hamsters in their anal cavities hear when they break down and go to the emergency room. It’s what I heard when I tearily took out my ponytail and the gray cascaded over my shoulders like a dirty waterfall.

My hair doctor asked what I had done, and I seriously wished there was a part in the retelling where I said, “…And then he put the gun to my head and said, ‘DYE IT OR DIE!’” Alas…

My brother sighed. “Ash means ‘gray.’ Never dye your hair a color with the word ‘ash’ in it, okay?” he didn’t have to tell me twice, but that’s how many times he had to strip my hair.

My brother waited patiently. he didn’t even read the magazines in the waiting area. When my hair went from gray to black, and I still pined for darker locks, she told the hair doctor to go ahead and dye me a shade darker, hold the ash. And for once in my life, I went home with the luxurious, overpriced shampoo and conditioner the salon was peddling. My brother insisted.

The salon bill was well over a hundred dollars; the act priceless.

My brother was my savior, my provider, my fountain of youth. With his compassion and Visa, he bought back my dignity (what was left), my self-esteem, my desire to live, and my hair. The experience taught me just how lucky I am to have had him in my life. Also, I stay at least twenty feet away from any hair product with the word “ash” in it.

Weird Jail Time

2009-03-10T19:30:00.000+08:00

Did you guys know that i have an INTERNATIONAL CRIMINAL RECORD???

Hahaha.... shocking right!? lol, they actually thought i was a terrorist haha. this happened in an airport in japan. we were lining up for the metal detectors but i was carrying some gifts, its a METAL PENDULUM where... 5 balls are attached to a string and they bounce bounce bounce bounce against each other.... and looks something like this

i actually bought 6 racks of those for a total of 30 metal balls which i put inside my backpack and placed the metal racks in the baggage storage. while i was fiddling with my bag and ticket.... the metal balls fell from my bag... and bounced all over the floor, (metal bounces really high). which set off the alarms for the 5 metal detectors infront of me ... then all hell broke loose ... alarms everywhere ... 25 guards pointed their guns at me.... and i was smiling trying to act like nothing happened ... i looked behind me to ask my cousins for help ... but they disappeared and was behind the crowd saying... "who is she? do you know her? (ask left), do you know her? (ask right). me? i dont know her...." evil cousins hahaha.

And so i was interrogated for around 2 hours. Then i got charged with something something.... which is a permanent record..... because i delayed flight for a few planes...Disturbed Business's. Caused Chaos. Panicked everyone. hahaha...... its so fun

now i ask YOU reader... has that happened to you before? haha im guessing your answers would be a big fat NO. but if you answered YES, then yahoooooo im not the only Unlucky person around. LOL

Panda Babies Invade !! Roar!!

2009-03-09T16:19:00.000+08:00

Ok here are some Panda Photo's that i really like. some adorable pictures that make your heart melt. have fun you weirdo's ^__^

Naughty Panda TimeOut Corner

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EMO panda Mode
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Awww Hey no photo's! im shy!
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Is this the Confession booth?? *knock knock*
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Ohh Heck! now how am i gonna get down from here?

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Sowee its my Nap time.

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Yeah well, you started it, now go away and leave me all alone!

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Paparazzi !!

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Hey Sis, do i have milk on my face??
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Ok ok! i promise! i wont tell mum what you did! honest!

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Look mum! i finished it all on my own!

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OK exercise time!

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Wasn't me, I didn't steal this bamboo shoot, it was just sitting here!

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Zzzz.... ish... um... Zzzz.......

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*jump* Oh wait! im stuck! HELP!

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Peek-a-boo

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HEY!! OUCH!! IM STUCK!! ANYONE?

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Does my butt look big on this log?

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Kung-Fu Panda! Pew - Pew !!

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i am SUPERMAN !!

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OK mum, you can come and get me down now!!

OK. 1 and 2 and LIFT! *farts*

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Summer Camp

2009-03-09T12:58:00.000+08:00

Something COOL

Im still writing more about meh. haha

The Weirdness begins

2009-03-09T10:06:00.000+08:00

Hi, First of all. i am making this blog in order for me to have an outlet of my everyday life and some of my friends keep asking me to share my everyday adventures and "weirdness" that i decided (finally) to make a blog. YEYY (clapping sounds)

So if your reading this, you might be bored and/or curious, so i am going to introduce myself first (bow). my name is natasha jessica christianson lim im 20 years old, my hometown in davao, philippines but i travel too much to call it my main home. i might as well call myself um... a person who is a NPA (no permanent address).

But before i post anything. i should tell you something about my family. i am of chinese heritage and as you might know(or maybe not), having a SON is very important because they carry the family last name, the business and become the heads of their respective families. and for that reason, my ancestors PRAYED for a lot of sons and maybe more than expected because guess what!! it worked. because i am the FIRST girl born in OUR family to be born for over 5 generations, around 110 years in that retrospect. Interesting right? haha.

My great great grandpa had sons, and his sons had sons and one of em was my grandad... and my grandad had 12 sons, the youngest was my dad and my dad had a son (first) then i arrived. at first everyone went silent when the doctor said "congratulations , its a girl". and Parents kinda didnt understand coz they kept saying "um.. a what?? whats that?! where's his penis?" then after 6 seconds of weird faces.... it finally struck him. OMG!! its a girl!! really?? can you check again??? maybe the penis is hiding. go go check!!" haha nice first story they told me right?

after that, the news buzz came out... finally, a girl!!!!

to some families, thats not very interesting, but for OUR family, you could guess what they must have felt. i had 120 COUSINS and they were all guys... and they were staring at their new GIRL cousin... all my relatives went to our house from all across the world to see the great event, they never had a NIECE or Grand daughter before. they were so "new" to the feeling that they didnt know what GIFT to give! imagine... they brought basketballs, a new york knicks jersey... baseball gloves??? and they all laughed because out of all the people. only my grandpa had the GIRL gift which was a small pink ribbon... saying "ive been saving this since forever". everyone laughed because the room was BLUE. the clothes were BLUE and they didnt know how to act to having a girl around.

now are you guys getting interested more about what i write more? because having 120 overprotective cousins trying to screen "your dates" is really a pain. haha. i think ill cut this short now, and continue later. hope to see some comments.