I shouldn't be doing this
I know it
Yet I am
When nights and days
Are blurry
And the pressure, oh!
Building in the dam
What's my tensile strength?
Will I be plastically deformed?
This is surely a hardness test
That deviates strictly from the norm
Rejoice
For I'm more than mere composite
I'm made from tougher stuff
Temperature increases, compression, shearing...
Whatever the environment
You can be sure I'll rise above
Whee!!!
Thursday, November 1
IQ Question of the Week
1. Which of the following steals toothpaste caps?
A. A person who sells toothpaste caps for a living
B. A moron
C. Someone who was released prematurely from the
of Mental Health
D. A dieter of the newest plan: the Eat-Some-Plastic-
Everyday-Diet. You mean you haven’t heard of it?
That's what I posted on my cluster gate. It's called communication, dearie.
I'm miffed this time. Seriously, if you want to steal, why not just steal the whole toothpaste
rather than leave the insides of the tube exposed to a million trillion bacteria?
Fatty said, "What an oddity!". Then the wise guy proceeds with his letting-go mantra. He's very taken by the Gandhian movement.
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I think I'm going for dance classes this December. Uh oh. I can't dance to save my life. =P
Thursday, October 25
Monday, October 22
My school is having the Green Carnival as an effort to raise awareness about poor Mother Nature, and there was a FREE movie screening in conjunction with the campaign.
Supposedly good + Free movies don't come by often. And when they do, you grab a chocolate bar and your trusty, musty sweater for some good ol' relaxation.
Except the movie had the tagline "By far the most terrifying film you will ever see".
Yeah, the movie by Al Gore. If you haven't watched it, you've certainly heard of it. Political propaganda or not, it was scary alright. Especially the animated scene where a polar bear is pictured swimming in the ocean. He's tired but there's only a small block of ice that probably broke off a melting iceberg for him to climb and rest. The polar bear tries to climb onto the small itty bitty piece of ice, but each attempt only breaks the ice further. Then the camera zooms out to show the polar bear literally trapped in the vast ocean with no where to land. The polar bear swims on, and swims, and swims, and swims...
That's when it dawns upon you that polar bears drowning ain't a joke.
The movie starts rolling with Al Gore speaking to an audience in a lecture theatre-like set up. I thought: Either this is gonna be another lecture or a biography of Al Gore disguised as an environmental themed movie. But the movie was actually good and entertaining to a certain extent. The cold hard facts were cleverly intercepted with more emotionally stimulating excerpts of Al Gore's life, allowing the viewer to digest the information at an easy pace.
I was most enlightened by one point in his delivery. Remember we used to debate whether global warming is a REAL problem as a GP topic? According to Al Gore, it's a hoax amplified by a small group of people who for unknown reasons claim that global warming is all trash. There was a study on > 900 articles from various science journals concerning global warming, and an astonishing 0% denied the existence of global warming! Proves that looking at both sides of the issue without thinking and researching critically ie scratching the surface, has severe consequences on one's mindset. What you thought was right could be wrong.
I guess it's high time for us to do our bit, if we haven't taken the initiative yet.
*
Really, it was an amazing weekend. Not very productive, I'll agree, but super duper wonderfullicious!
Fatty clearly intimidated by the foot long sandwich.
Oriental Pork Chop and Garden Veggies
Fatty's other wet dream =P
Supposedly good + Free movies don't come by often. And when they do, you grab a chocolate bar and your trusty, musty sweater for some good ol' relaxation.
Except the movie had the tagline "By far the most terrifying film you will ever see".
Yeah, the movie by Al Gore. If you haven't watched it, you've certainly heard of it. Political propaganda or not, it was scary alright. Especially the animated scene where a polar bear is pictured swimming in the ocean. He's tired but there's only a small block of ice that probably broke off a melting iceberg for him to climb and rest. The polar bear tries to climb onto the small itty bitty piece of ice, but each attempt only breaks the ice further. Then the camera zooms out to show the polar bear literally trapped in the vast ocean with no where to land. The polar bear swims on, and swims, and swims, and swims...
That's when it dawns upon you that polar bears drowning ain't a joke.
The movie starts rolling with Al Gore speaking to an audience in a lecture theatre-like set up. I thought: Either this is gonna be another lecture or a biography of Al Gore disguised as an environmental themed movie. But the movie was actually good and entertaining to a certain extent. The cold hard facts were cleverly intercepted with more emotionally stimulating excerpts of Al Gore's life, allowing the viewer to digest the information at an easy pace.
I was most enlightened by one point in his delivery. Remember we used to debate whether global warming is a REAL problem as a GP topic? According to Al Gore, it's a hoax amplified by a small group of people who for unknown reasons claim that global warming is all trash. There was a study on > 900 articles from various science journals concerning global warming, and an astonishing 0% denied the existence of global warming! Proves that looking at both sides of the issue without thinking and researching critically ie scratching the surface, has severe consequences on one's mindset. What you thought was right could be wrong.
I guess it's high time for us to do our bit, if we haven't taken the initiative yet.
*
Really, it was an amazing weekend. Not very productive, I'll agree, but super duper wonderfullicious!
Fatty clearly intimidated by the foot long sandwich.
Oriental Pork Chop and Garden Veggies
Fatty's other wet dream =P*Smiles*
Monday, October 15
After dabbling with a white background for a few months, I'm back to black. Allow me to discard all remnants of humility to proudly proclaim: This is by far the BEST.
I was just scrolling through works of famous icons, liking a lot of what I saw. There was one by Picasso that was simply entitled "The Dog". Andy Warhol and his butterflies were yummy. And Paul Klee too, I like. Then in went the words fuchsia background to the search bar, and I chanced upon this sensational photograph by Behaviourella. A little magic by the blog layout fairy, perhaps some gold dust, and voila!
We'll see how long the current background lasts, yeah? We'll see.
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Fatty fell sick today. He was in much pain and couldn't help giving out a few manly grunts. The poor guy had to eat plain bread and nothing else because his stomach was practising flip flops and some impossible yoga stance. Apparently this sort of incredible stomach pains have occured since he was a boy, so his parents were pretty worried and were all ready to come over to check on him.
Thank god you're okay now. Boy who whispers sweet nothings in his hoarse voice when he's sick. =)
I was just scrolling through works of famous icons, liking a lot of what I saw. There was one by Picasso that was simply entitled "The Dog". Andy Warhol and his butterflies were yummy. And Paul Klee too, I like. Then in went the words fuchsia background to the search bar, and I chanced upon this sensational photograph by Behaviourella. A little magic by the blog layout fairy, perhaps some gold dust, and voila!
We'll see how long the current background lasts, yeah? We'll see.
*
Fatty fell sick today. He was in much pain and couldn't help giving out a few manly grunts. The poor guy had to eat plain bread and nothing else because his stomach was practising flip flops and some impossible yoga stance. Apparently this sort of incredible stomach pains have occured since he was a boy, so his parents were pretty worried and were all ready to come over to check on him.
Thank god you're okay now. Boy who whispers sweet nothings in his hoarse voice when he's sick. =)
Sunday, October 7
October. How time flies. And I only blogged twice in the previous month?! What happened or did nothing happen?
Home was great. I got to meet Sze Yan. Honestly, I wasn't smitten. Probably because he's pre-matured and my idea of a cute baby is something like cupid without the bow and arrows. But there's so much controversy! And undercurrents. Unspoken tension. Ah, the trials and tribulations of a family.
We also went to check out the new house. (It was the only time I drove in KL, and I'm so glad they installed traffic lights at the dreadful junction.) The house looks fantastic. Already I can envision us all bounding up and down the stairs, and perhaps some soft furry paws too? =D Here's a plan of my room:-
My dressing area
The wardrobe with frosted glass
Home was great. I got to meet Sze Yan. Honestly, I wasn't smitten. Probably because he's pre-matured and my idea of a cute baby is something like cupid without the bow and arrows. But there's so much controversy! And undercurrents. Unspoken tension. Ah, the trials and tribulations of a family.
We also went to check out the new house. (It was the only time I drove in KL, and I'm so glad they installed traffic lights at the dreadful junction.) The house looks fantastic. Already I can envision us all bounding up and down the stairs, and perhaps some soft furry paws too? =D Here's a plan of my room:-
My dressing area
The wardrobe with frosted glass Oh it almost passed my mind that the mid-terms just ended. Don't ask me how I fared. I refuse to be a clairvoyant. Yikes, I can barely envision another 4-5 years of THIS.
And the most wonderful thing happened! On Thursday I thought out of the blue: Would it be possible to go to the UK and/or Ireland for a holiday this December? I messaged Joyee informing him that I have been granted a day of from prison and asked him whether he'd be interested in going to the UK with me. And guess what, Dad called from some Irish pub in Midvalley and gave me the green light! =D =D =D Well, his decision might be inebriated, but *fingers crossed*.
Did I mention that I'm excited?
Well, let me tell you again: I'm close to orgasmic levels. =P
And the most wonderful thing happened! On Thursday I thought out of the blue: Would it be possible to go to the UK and/or Ireland for a holiday this December? I messaged Joyee informing him that I have been granted a day of from prison and asked him whether he'd be interested in going to the UK with me. And guess what, Dad called from some Irish pub in Midvalley and gave me the green light! =D =D =D Well, his decision might be inebriated, but *fingers crossed*.
Did I mention that I'm excited?
Well, let me tell you again: I'm close to orgasmic levels. =P
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