Thursday, October 8, 2009
here's an idea:
Go and hug a tree. They're more likely to appreciate it, and they won't show it if they don't.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
flash bang sizzle
"I'm not even sure there are aliens. Only different kinds of us."
-Johnny Maxwell, Only You Can Save Mankind
-Johnny Maxwell, Only You Can Save Mankind
Saturday, October 3, 2009
what is it like to fly?
In the sky earlier today were the Sun, too many clouds, a few hyperactive birds - and six F-16 fighter jets from the US Air Force. Residents of Birai U8/69 rushed out to the playground to get a better view, most armed with sunglasses (one dude had binoculars - overreacting, much?) and smug smirks at the fact that U8/69 is the highest part of the residential area, so we could sort of watch the show.
Inspiring, those spirals and somersaults were. Now there's something new for me bucket list: obtain a pilot's licence!
*I would've put up pictures, but they pretty much all look like pictures of empty sky with miniscule black specks in the middle, so no point.
Inspiring, those spirals and somersaults were. Now there's something new for me bucket list: obtain a pilot's licence!
*I would've put up pictures, but they pretty much all look like pictures of empty sky with miniscule black specks in the middle, so no point.
Friday, October 2, 2009
cheering charms
Ten reasons to smile en route home:
1.Squirrels Tree shrews.
2. A gorgeous sky.
3. Successfully avoiding a big puddle.
4. Wind.
5. Overtaking cars stuck in the after-school jam.
6. Spotting fruits on trees that have, to date, never produced any before.
7. A fun song to sing.
8. Amusing conversations with myself*.
9. Noticing random (and sometimes funny) things**.
And the best cheering charm of them all:-
10. Friends who wave as they pass in their cars.
*I'm dead serious about this.
**Like the squashed mango I nearly trod on.
1.
2. A gorgeous sky.
3. Successfully avoiding a big puddle.
4. Wind.
5. Overtaking cars stuck in the after-school jam.
6. Spotting fruits on trees that have, to date, never produced any before.
7. A fun song to sing.
8. Amusing conversations with myself*.
9. Noticing random (and sometimes funny) things**.
And the best cheering charm of them all:-
10. Friends who wave as they pass in their cars.
*I'm dead serious about this.
**Like the squashed mango I nearly trod on.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Tokikake
Ah, happiness! Madhouse is no Ghibli, but this is good. :)
Toki wo Kakeru Shoujo the movie is waaaaaaaaayy better than the manga.
There! Now I won't have to bother going to YouTube every time I wanna watch it~ xD Bwahahaha!
*hop*
Toki wo Kakeru Shoujo the movie is waaaaaaaaayy better than the manga.
There! Now I won't have to bother going to YouTube every time I wanna watch it~ xD Bwahahaha!
*hop*
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
riddikulus
Ugh. Damned trials.
Earlier today, I opened up today's Weekender and spent ten whole minutes getting supremely indignant over the article about an organisation advocating polygamy. It is the belief of the organisation's members (two-thirds of whom are women --whatever happened to feminism?) that polygamy is the right thing to do, because it is far better to share a husband than to fight over one.
The idea is that a woman has to make sacrifices for her husband's sake, who can't help having been created to desire multiple women. So let me get this straight. A woman has to put up with polygamy, but the husband is allowed to do as his nether regions dictate? He doesn't have to 'make a sacrifice'?
What disturbs me the most is that there are so many women who agree. To them, getting a fraction of their husband is better than having him leave them or have a mistress somewhere.
Fine. Right. Sure.
Be weak. Be dependent. Besmirch the name of all womankind in this zaman pascaglobalisasi and whatever else the hell it was. Be my guest.
Earlier today, I opened up today's Weekender and spent ten whole minutes getting supremely indignant over the article about an organisation advocating polygamy. It is the belief of the organisation's members (two-thirds of whom are women --whatever happened to feminism?) that polygamy is the right thing to do, because it is far better to share a husband than to fight over one.
The idea is that a woman has to make sacrifices for her husband's sake, who can't help having been created to desire multiple women. So let me get this straight. A woman has to put up with polygamy, but the husband is allowed to do as his nether regions dictate? He doesn't have to 'make a sacrifice'?
What disturbs me the most is that there are so many women who agree. To them, getting a fraction of their husband is better than having him leave them or have a mistress somewhere.
Fine. Right. Sure.
Be weak. Be dependent. Besmirch the name of all womankind in this zaman pascaglobalisasi and whatever else the hell it was. Be my guest.
Yeah, yeah, I'm a bloody feminist. Feh.
Friday, September 11, 2009
jellyfish are stupid.
Leo Tolstoy said, "Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself."
Eep.
Eep.
Death to jellyfish!
Friday, September 4, 2009
mail from Bank Negara
Laws of Life
Law of Queue: If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.
Law of Mechanical Repair: After your hands get coated in grease, your nose will start to itch.
Law of the Workshop: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
Bath Theorem: When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.
Law of Biomechanics: The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.
Law of Encounters: The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you do not want to be seen with.
Theatre Rule: Those with seats furthest from the aisle will always arrive last.
I especially agree with the first two. And the fifth, come to think of it. Geh.
Law of Queue: If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.
Law of Mechanical Repair: After your hands get coated in grease, your nose will start to itch.
Law of the Workshop: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
Bath Theorem: When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.
Law of Biomechanics: The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.
Law of Encounters: The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you do not want to be seen with.
Theatre Rule: Those with seats furthest from the aisle will always arrive last.
I especially agree with the first two. And the fifth, come to think of it. Geh.
It is three in the morning...
...and I have an important paper in a few hours - no, wait, I have two.
If you startle a bear, don't run or it'll attack.
Back away slowly, without making eye contact - speaking softly to the fuzzy might help.
If it still makes to attack, make yourself look as big as possible. Puff out your chest, raise your arms and stand with your legs wide. You can now roar/yell at the bear.
If it does charge at you, forget trying to look tough; lie face-down on the ground with your hands on the back of your neck. Start praying silently that Teddy loses interest and leaves you alone.
If it does, get out of the area as quick as you can. If it doesn't, well, you tried.
If you startle a bear, don't run or it'll attack.
Back away slowly, without making eye contact - speaking softly to the fuzzy might help.
If it still makes to attack, make yourself look as big as possible. Puff out your chest, raise your arms and stand with your legs wide. You can now roar/yell at the bear.
If it does charge at you, forget trying to look tough; lie face-down on the ground with your hands on the back of your neck. Start praying silently that Teddy loses interest and leaves you alone.
If it does, get out of the area as quick as you can. If it doesn't, well, you tried.
So what the heck am I doing here?
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