From www.webster.com
Diet: (noun) 1 a : food and drink regularly provided or consumed
b : habitual nourishment
c : the kind and amount of food prescribed for a person or animal for
a special reason
(verb) to cause to eat and drink sparingly or according to prescribed rules
Once, during my secondary school days, I used the above word in the following sentence,
" ... the diet of the golden hawk eagle...",
the word diet was circled in red ink after my oh so competent E Lang teacher at that time marked it. I figured that she probably never encountered the word diet in a context other than as a meal plan designed to lose weight. I hated her ever since then, since she has always stuck me as being too eeriely cheerful and pretentious, and it didn't help that she practised favoritism.
Her surname was Tang, I think, i hope she now knows that diet can be used in the above manner.
I'm writing this down as a highlight to how much I've changed over the years. If this was to happened to the present me, I would look up the dictionary to make sure that my answers are correct and then I'll confront her.
The me at that point in time just said nevermind, eventhough I was sure that I was right.
Sigh, how much a person changes.
Wished that I'd been more outspoken when I was younger, it would have been a lot more fun for me.
4 May 2005
2 May 2005
Flowers
Can't remember where I heard/read this from.
It is a story about a guy who was asked to go into a jungle.
This jungle is famous for its beautiful blooms.
The guy was supposed to pick only the most beautiful one he saw.
Soon, he came upon a beautiful flower,
yet he hesitated, thinking:
"What if there is a more beautiful flower ahead?"
Next he came upon the most beautiful rose he had ever seen,
but he was still hesitatant, thinking:
"the next one might be better."
Walking along, he chanced upon a dazzling orchid.
Still he hesitated, thinking:
"it's not quite perfect."
This went on and on, and he was out of the jungle,
without a single flower.
The moral of the story?
If you seek perfection, you might just end up with nothing.
It's the same for love,
it's the same for life.
If you keep looking, you';; never be satisfied.
(this story belongs to the original author, whoever he/she might be. Give me a note if you're the author, so i can credit you for it. :) )
It is a story about a guy who was asked to go into a jungle.
This jungle is famous for its beautiful blooms.
The guy was supposed to pick only the most beautiful one he saw.
Soon, he came upon a beautiful flower,
yet he hesitated, thinking:
"What if there is a more beautiful flower ahead?"
Next he came upon the most beautiful rose he had ever seen,
but he was still hesitatant, thinking:
"the next one might be better."
Walking along, he chanced upon a dazzling orchid.
Still he hesitated, thinking:
"it's not quite perfect."
This went on and on, and he was out of the jungle,
without a single flower.
The moral of the story?
If you seek perfection, you might just end up with nothing.
It's the same for love,
it's the same for life.
If you keep looking, you';; never be satisfied.
(this story belongs to the original author, whoever he/she might be. Give me a note if you're the author, so i can credit you for it. :) )
1 May 2005
29 April 2005
28 April 2005
Boink boink
Most guys are turned on by lesbian porn, right?
I mean, it's double the amount of breasts, minus the guy, who apparently can boink for hours and is so very very well endowed that he inevitably casts a shadow of doubt in the heart of most men.
So, are women turned on by gay porn?
I mean, It's twice the amount of joysticks, minus the gal, who is big breasted and has a very very good figure. It's logical right?
I mean, it's double the amount of breasts, minus the guy, who apparently can boink for hours and is so very very well endowed that he inevitably casts a shadow of doubt in the heart of most men.
So, are women turned on by gay porn?
I mean, It's twice the amount of joysticks, minus the gal, who is big breasted and has a very very good figure. It's logical right?
27 April 2005
To blog or not to blog
It seems a blog is no longer private anymore. Click here!
It's good that i practise self censorship.
That plus the fact that I'm mostly apathetic, means that my blogs are mostly about Me, mE and ME.
It's an entire extension of my very ego.
And the very fact that it takes quite an effort for me to actually create an entry.
So, how safe is your blog?
Remember, neither your anoynomity nor security is guranteed.
Stick to non political, non inflammatory subjects, and you should be safe.
It's good that i practise self censorship.
That plus the fact that I'm mostly apathetic, means that my blogs are mostly about Me, mE and ME.
It's an entire extension of my very ego.
And the very fact that it takes quite an effort for me to actually create an entry.
So, how safe is your blog?
Remember, neither your anoynomity nor security is guranteed.
Stick to non political, non inflammatory subjects, and you should be safe.
18 April 2005
Dicey
The Casino has been given the green light.
Why am I not surprised?
My dad was asking, "what's the point of all that discussion? They've decided on what to do already. It was just an utter waste of time"*
People fail to realise that the government has done something remarkably amazing, giving the people more time to digest the fact that they'll be having a casino in their backyard.
Another thing is that they shifted the period for "discussions"** to before the decision is made. So that the people feel as though they were involved in the decision making process. Were they?
You decide.
It doesn't matter to me that there is now a casino in Singapore, using methods learned from EE2012, I deduce that the odds of winning is so bad, it's like buying Enrons stock. You win only if you're fast enough to get out before you start losing everything or by not buying in the first place.
*Note: my dad said this in hokkien, while colorful eludes my ability to romanize it. So I translated it to represent the feelings and thought behind that statement as accurately as possible.
**formerly know as complaining
Why am I not surprised?
My dad was asking, "what's the point of all that discussion? They've decided on what to do already. It was just an utter waste of time"*
People fail to realise that the government has done something remarkably amazing, giving the people more time to digest the fact that they'll be having a casino in their backyard.
Another thing is that they shifted the period for "discussions"** to before the decision is made. So that the people feel as though they were involved in the decision making process. Were they?
You decide.
It doesn't matter to me that there is now a casino in Singapore, using methods learned from EE2012, I deduce that the odds of winning is so bad, it's like buying Enrons stock. You win only if you're fast enough to get out before you start losing everything or by not buying in the first place.
*Note: my dad said this in hokkien, while colorful eludes my ability to romanize it. So I translated it to represent the feelings and thought behind that statement as accurately as possible.
**formerly know as complaining
12 April 2005
"All our agents are currently busy...
... Your call is important to us, please hold the line."
If you ever had the chance/need to call JetstarAsia's hotline, this is what you would hear, repeated at ~35secs intervals. It means when you're being put on hold for 5 mins, you'll hear this refrain approxiamtely 8 times.
It tickled me the first time i heard it.
It amused me when i heard it being repeated for the third time.
By the eighth time, it started to get on my nerve, it was disrupting my enjoyment of the music they were playing.
It helped that i was actually talking to someone else on my handphone, unfortuanately i was bitching about this when the agent picked up the phone. She was still friendly, probably because she wasn't the one whose voice they used for that recording, maybe she was feeling happy as she and that girl were both candidates for the voice recording, and she lost out, and now she feels glad that she didn't get that. ;)
Anyway, i discovered that it costs more to book through their call centre as opposed to booking online. It was also discovered that the credit card transactions take place near the speed of light, as we recieved the confirmation near instantaneously, how's that for fast service?
Can't wait for the exams to finally end and to finally get away for a while.
If you ever had the chance/need to call JetstarAsia's hotline, this is what you would hear, repeated at ~35secs intervals. It means when you're being put on hold for 5 mins, you'll hear this refrain approxiamtely 8 times.
It tickled me the first time i heard it.
It amused me when i heard it being repeated for the third time.
By the eighth time, it started to get on my nerve, it was disrupting my enjoyment of the music they were playing.
It helped that i was actually talking to someone else on my handphone, unfortuanately i was bitching about this when the agent picked up the phone. She was still friendly, probably because she wasn't the one whose voice they used for that recording, maybe she was feeling happy as she and that girl were both candidates for the voice recording, and she lost out, and now she feels glad that she didn't get that. ;)
Anyway, i discovered that it costs more to book through their call centre as opposed to booking online. It was also discovered that the credit card transactions take place near the speed of light, as we recieved the confirmation near instantaneously, how's that for fast service?
Can't wait for the exams to finally end and to finally get away for a while.
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