I r bored.................................................................................................................
The holidays loom ahead. 3 whole months of no studying. The only thing that could make this happy moment more perfect would be if Bee had the three months off too. Boo. He's POP-ing in July, by the way, for the inquisitive.
Anyhoos, many stuffs going on.
1) Sailing course: 4-5 May 2) Outdoor residential camp (!): 11-17 May 3) Sundown 10km: 30th May 4) Passion run (maybe): 23rd May 5) Bintan with family: 21-24 June 6) Practicum in Damai Primary: 6-10 July 7) Practicum in Bedok South Sec: 11-17 July 8) Rockmaster: ??? June 9) CLIMB: Whenever, wherever, anytime.
Not to mention 21st birthday chalets and celebrations and Sentosas and the in-the-works KL trip...I have a full holiday. I R a happypotamus.
Oh had a rather fun karaoke session with JacqTheDestroyer, KyphosisMel, The Westside Gangsta, Prosperity and Brother Bear after today's paper. We went to Causeway Point to get our groove on. Epitome of fun and a great way to start the holidaying. Screaming like mating cats really takes the weight off your shoulders. The microphones are really shiny too.
+++++ I AM GOING SHOPPING TOMORROW. THE WHOLE DAY. SHOPPING. ACQUIRING. I will definitely need to restrain myself...OH who cares?!??! The exams are OVER!!! Go forth and spend! Buy and be fruitful!
I think I'm rather high on post-exam endorphins. You know...they're like dolphins.......
Pick Your Artist: Disney Magic.(To be fair, since I'm using a song list from a random search site, I will only use songs I've heard before.)
Are you male or female: A Girl Worth Fighting For
Describe yourself: Never Had A Friend Like Me
How do you feel about yourself: I Just Can't Wait To Be King
Describe where you currently live: Under The Sea
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Just Around The Riverbend
Your favorite form of transportation: When I See An Elephant Fly
Your best friend is: The Walrus And The Carpenter
Your favorite colour is: Colours Of The Wind
What's the weather like: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Favorite time of day: Jolly Holiday
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Hawaiian Roller-Coaster Ride
What is life to you: A Pirate's Life For Me
What is the best advice you have to give: Love Will Find A Way / Whistle While You Work
If you could change your name, what would it be: Zip A Dee Doo Dah
Your favorite food is: A Spoonful Of Sugar
Thought for the Day: You'll Be In My Heart
How I would like to die: On The Open Road
My soul's present condition: Something There That Wasn't There Before
My motto: Hakuna Matata
Just to make this a little more fun...Try guessing which movies the songs came from. No prizes but you'll get a sense of satisfaction for being a ginormous Disney Fan.
Reading old blog posts just fill me with a sense of nostalgia. My old blog was hosted by Multiply cos I couldn't deal with all the HTML shit and as a result, I have, I think, 2 unfinished, half-baked blogs floating around cyberspace. I abandoned them in a huff, screaming obscenities at the *bleep*-ing *bleep*s who decided that to change the colour of your name, you have to write an essay of numbers and formulas which would make Einstein quake.
Multiply did everything for you. All you had to do was type our your post and click Publish. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Afforded you less customization though cos you couldn't change the layout of your homepage and add buttons galore with glittery pink unicorns dancing down the sidebars. Ah, well. K.I.S.S. people.
Oh I just realised that my old blog more or less covers my poly years. *The best 3 years of school ever. So glad I decided not to enter a JC and have to actually study.* I guess with every dip in the pond, the ripples just flow out further. So many things have happened since I started in NIE that I can't believe a year ago, I was rotting in the school library, waiting to clock out after a *very**extremely* productive day of in-house SIP. Now close your eyes and let the sarcasm of that sentence infuse your being.
Bottom line: Go read Ye Olde Blogg. The link's somewhere there -------------->
I like smoke and lightning. Heavy metal thunder. Racin' with the wind And the feeling that I'm under.
Using only song titles from ONE ARTIST to answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people you like and include me. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think.
Pick Your Artist: Queen
Are you male or female: Killer Queen
Describe yourself: I'm Going Slightly Mad
How do you feel about yourself: I Want To Break Free
Describe where you currently live: Now I'm Here
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Seven Seas Of Rhye
Your favorite form of transportation: Flash
Your best friend is: You're My Best Friend
Your favorite color is: You Don't Fool Me
What's the weather like: Thank God It's Christmas
Favorite time of day: A Kind Of Magic
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Radio Ga Ga
What is life to you: It's A Hard Life
What is the best advice you have to give: The Show Must Go On
If you could change your name, what would it be: Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy
Your favorite food is: Fat Bottomed Girls
Thought for the Day: I Want It All
How I would like to die: Bicycle Race
My soul's present condition: Too Much Love Will Kill You
I haven't the foggiest idea why I'm here. I really should be studying Physio...oh well.
I feel like I haven't blogged properly in a long time. The last few posts have been posts of trivia rather than real monologues. That's what a diary is, isn't it? You talk to yourself and try to rearrange your thoughts, seating them so they don't keep trying to wrestle each other for dominance.
As always, I have to admit that homo sapiens are not my favourite species in the world. We are the only breed of animal who will cheerfully give numbered pieces of paper to another to stick shiny sharp metal objects into the kidneys of a fellow sentient being. Sometimes without even the excuse of provocation. Jacq told me about this sick, sick *China* woman who would wear stilettos and go around stepping on defenseless animals. What the fucking hell is wrong with the world. Why doesn't someone STOP her?
Shoot her... Stomp all over her... String her up by the toes and let leprechauns throw raisins at her...
Anything that could be a form of punishment and revenge for the animals that have died under her Ferragamos (or Fellagamos [made in China]) should be visited upon her sorry soul.
SMITE HER.
Stupid homo sapiens. I think animals are so much simpler and less hideous to deal with. When they don't like you, they attack. Mano a mano. One on one. Easy as that. Silverback gorillas don't bribe hit gorillas (guerillas?) from another troop to go stick poison leaves in his rival's midday snack. Cuttlefish don't camouflage themselves to jump out and assasinate a cuttlefish that, a week ago, stole his crabby patty. Red-tailed hawks don't try to be owls and creep up at night to slit the throat of a fellow hawk trying to move into his territory, even if they can (I am reading too much Animorphs).
Imagine if wars could be settled like they do in the wild. Put George Bush and Osama in a boxing ring and it's a fight to the death. No weapons, no armour. Cream pies at fifty paces. And the loser's troops will be absorbed into the winner's. Imagine the amount ESPN would make covering this match. Arnold Schwartzenegger will rule the world.
Such pride, homo sapiens. What the world needs now is love.
I don't know you, But I want you, All the more for that.
"Love always wins.""Love each other or perish.""Love is the only rational act.""This is what a family (a relationship) is about...letting others know there's someone who is watching out for them.""You can't substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship. Money is not a substitute...power is not a substitute.""...you don't get satisfaction from those things...Offering others what you have to give...(that's gonna give you satisfaction.)""Love is how you stay alive, even after you're gone.""...lots of holding and kissing and talking and laughter...""It's so important to find a loving relationship.""...a loved one is so important...You realize that when you're not doing so well." "...fully present...That means you should be WITH the person you're with...not thinking about last week...not thinking about this Friday...""I would rather put my energies into people." "Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning""Do the kinds of things that come from the heart." - Love, Morrie.
At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science, AAFS President, Dr. Don Harper Mills astounded his audience with the legal complications of a bizarre death.
Here is the story:
On March 23, 1994, the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus and concluded that he died from a shotgun wound to the head.
Mr. Opus had jumped from the top of a ten-story building intending to commit suicide. He left a note to the effect indicating his despondency. As he fell past the ninth floor, his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window, which killed him instantly.
Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.
"Ordinarily," Dr. Mills continued, "Someone who sets out to commit suicide and ultimately succeeds, even though the mechanism might not be what he intended, is still defined as committing suicide." That Mr. Opus was shot on the way to certain death, but probably would not have been successful because of the safety net, caused the medical examiner to feel that he had a homicide on his hands.
The room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously, and he was threatening her with a shotgun! The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger, he completely missed his wife, and the pellets went through the window, striking Mr Opus. When one intends to kill subject "A" but kills subject "B" in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject "B."
When confronted with the murder charge, the old man and his wife were both adamant, and both said that they thought the shotgun was not loaded. The old man said it was a long-standing habit to threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention to murder her Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident; that is, assuming the gun had been accidentally loaded.
The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple's son loading the shotgun about six weeks prior to the fatal accident.. It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that his father would shoot his mother. Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of the murder even though he didn't actually pull the trigger.
The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus. Now comes the exquisite twist...
Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus.. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother's murder.
This led him to jump off the ten-story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window, The son, Ronald Opus, had actually murdered himself.
So the medical examiner closed the case as a suicide.
A true story from Associated Press, (Reported by Kurt Westervelt)
The human world is a mess. Life under the sea is better than anything they got up there.
*Edit* Videos everywhere have had embedding disabled. Sorry! Click the link to watch one of the most amazing performances ever! :) *Susan Boyle...Remember that name.*
American Idol is my new way of life. I shall abide by the Idols and scream like a girl whenever Adam Lambert, the grand Poobah of Idols, deigns to reveal his countenance to the plebeian masses.
Caffeine Spider Should Try Working On Biomechanics Too.
Escaping from the nightmare that is Biomechanics for a while...
Have fun. We should all be as chillaxed as the Marijuana spider. . . . . . . . . . . But, of course, not to the extent of being an arachnid drug lord's bitch.
