Lets say you're 3/4 in to your university degree, and while trying to finish off a lab, you realize you completely forgot how to find the y-intercept from a straight line graph (basically high school no scratch that. More like junior high or even earlier!)
You are running out of time, so what would you do?! Low and behold, that rusty light bulb above your head, lights up and Google comes to save the day! There is actually a straight line graph calculater out there to help folks like me. *gasp*
Don't you love technology?
*runs back to finish that damned piece of %@#!^.*
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Rants: On acquiring wisdom
A Chinese story:
A number of countrymen went to ask the Wise man, on how he gained his wisdom. His answer was simple; from Fools and Mad men. Surprised and puzzled, the countrymen asked, how so? I learn from their mistakes, and try not to repeat them.
Gibran quote:
I have learned silence from the talkative,
tolerance from the intolerant,
kindness from the unkind,
and yet I'm not grateful to these teachers
A number of countrymen went to ask the Wise man, on how he gained his wisdom. His answer was simple; from Fools and Mad men. Surprised and puzzled, the countrymen asked, how so? I learn from their mistakes, and try not to repeat them.
Gibran quote:
I have learned silence from the talkative,
tolerance from the intolerant,
kindness from the unkind,
and yet I'm not grateful to these teachers
Why go through the trouble of making a mistake when you can learn from others?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Rants: Stupidity
These type of people never cease to make me feel smart. I owe them!
Question: Do people ever mistake you for being a different race?
Answer: yeah, albino
umm yeah, since when is being "albino" a race, huh?
Freaking Stupid.
Question: Do people ever mistake you for being a different race?
Answer: yeah, albino
umm yeah, since when is being "albino" a race, huh?
Freaking Stupid.
Rants: Names worth knowing
#1 Dennis Kucinich
#2 Turkish PM - Erdogan
#3 Tony Benn
#4 George Galloway
#5 Venzwelean President -Chavez
All that and a Saudi clerk issued a "fatwa" saying that demonstrations are "haram" because they lead us astray, but I guess keep listening to mindless arab politicians and not do anything about it isnt.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Rants: Conversations
Conversation #1
(in the elevator)
Worker: So where are you from
Me: The middle-east.
Worker: Yeah, I know.. but from where?
Me: *just got burned* Palestine.
Worker: Is that near Gaza?
Me: Well.. technically. Its a city in Palestine, but I'm from the northern territories.
Work: Its a harsh world back there, eh?
Me: Yep, it definitely is.
Conclusion: If Newfie workers (no offence intended) know about the crisis in Gaza, then there is still "hope" in this world.
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Conversation #2
(In the dining hall)
Boy: So you are going to breezeway ( a university bar) tonight?
Me: No.. its not my thing
Boy: *puzzled* what do you mean?
Me: *smiles* Its not my thing.
Boy: *looking at a girl wearing a scarf at the table* So you are from the same religion as her?
Me: Yes. *dreading the coming question*
Boy: So how come you don't wear a scarf?
Me: *as always not sure how to respond* I want to.
Boy: *ignoring what I just said* What will your parents do if they knew you were walking around without that on your head?
Me: They are the problem.
Boy: *puzzled*
Me: They don't want me to wear it. They think I'm "too young" for it.
Boy: *O_O* Are you serious? You WANT to wear it?
Me: Yes.
*Silence*
Conclusion: There are more than one colour shining through a prism. Different shades, different extremes, and people should know that. Also, I still think that excuse isn't strong enough to stop me from doing it.
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Conversation #3 (repeated e.v.e.r.y.t.i.m.e. I go there)
(In the dining hall)
40ish year-old server at one of the stations: You have a gorgerous smile, beautiful.
Me: Thanks! *smiles*
Same server: Its like a Monalisa smile. You know her?
Me: Ofcourse I do!
Same Server: Where are you from?
Me: Palestine.
Same Server: Wow, you are the first person I know from there. You're beautiful.
Me: *smiles*
-Later-
Same Server: Can I take a picture with you? I want to show my friends. I told them about you and your monalisa smile.
Me: ha ha ha. O_O
Conclusion: Even though he looks/sounds geniune, I think some lines are ought to not be crossed.
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Conversation #4
(on msn)
Me: I got a red heart-shaped lollipop and chocolate today!
Brother: From who?
Brother: Give me the name, and I'll pay a hitman to finish him!
Conclusion: Family love is so tight and deep. Its unconditional. Real. (Can't wait to get some soon in April).
(in the elevator)
Worker: So where are you from
Me: The middle-east.
Worker: Yeah, I know.. but from where?
Me: *just got burned* Palestine.
Worker: Is that near Gaza?
Me: Well.. technically. Its a city in Palestine, but I'm from the northern territories.
Work: Its a harsh world back there, eh?
Me: Yep, it definitely is.
Conclusion: If Newfie workers (no offence intended) know about the crisis in Gaza, then there is still "hope" in this world.
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Conversation #2
(In the dining hall)
Boy: So you are going to breezeway ( a university bar) tonight?
Me: No.. its not my thing
Boy: *puzzled* what do you mean?
Me: *smiles* Its not my thing.
Boy: *looking at a girl wearing a scarf at the table* So you are from the same religion as her?
Me: Yes. *dreading the coming question*
Boy: So how come you don't wear a scarf?
Me: *as always not sure how to respond* I want to.
Boy: *ignoring what I just said* What will your parents do if they knew you were walking around without that on your head?
Me: They are the problem.
Boy: *puzzled*
Me: They don't want me to wear it. They think I'm "too young" for it.
Boy: *O_O* Are you serious? You WANT to wear it?
Me: Yes.
*Silence*
Conclusion: There are more than one colour shining through a prism. Different shades, different extremes, and people should know that. Also, I still think that excuse isn't strong enough to stop me from doing it.
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Conversation #3 (repeated e.v.e.r.y.t.i.m.e. I go there)
(In the dining hall)
40ish year-old server at one of the stations: You have a gorgerous smile, beautiful.
Me: Thanks! *smiles*
Same server: Its like a Monalisa smile. You know her?
Me: Ofcourse I do!
Same Server: Where are you from?
Me: Palestine.
Same Server: Wow, you are the first person I know from there. You're beautiful.
Me: *smiles*
-Later-
Same Server: Can I take a picture with you? I want to show my friends. I told them about you and your monalisa smile.
Me: ha ha ha. O_O
Conclusion: Even though he looks/sounds geniune, I think some lines are ought to not be crossed.
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Conversation #4
(on msn)
Me: I got a red heart-shaped lollipop and chocolate today!
Brother: From who?
Brother: Give me the name, and I'll pay a hitman to finish him!
Conclusion: Family love is so tight and deep. Its unconditional. Real. (Can't wait to get some soon in April).
Thursday, February 12, 2009
My thoughts on -politics- #1
Obama's election.
Before I even start, I'm going to have to declare my political atheism (I know this term isn't correct since "theism" relates to "belief in a god", but I'm still going to use it to send my message across). You see, political parties, organizations, etc. are created by people so this simultaneously means that something ought to be imperfect somehow. So really I can't put my faith in something that is flawed.
Having said that, I tend to believe that "good" politicians don't make it to presidency, let alone American presidency, as it is without question the most powerful of all. When it comes to Obama getting elected, I wasn't surprised at all. The media coverage was huge; celebrities were voicing their thoughts, and everyone was chanting "hope and change" over and over again. Somehow, among all that hype it didn't feel right to me. I think having lived in the middle-east all my life, politicians almost always equal fake promises, so really, when I tried to listen to Obama's speeches, I didn't expect much.
Among the other reasons to why he got elected is because of his race. Believe me. Yes, he is an African American, and yes it is "the first" in history to have an African American with "Hussien" as a middle name president, and that's exactly the reason why he got it. See, people are selfish, by nature. They want to be the first to witness this and also the first to tell the story. "Live while history is being made".
I got to admit, Obama seems like a smart man; someone who knows how to manipulate people's thoughts. I mean, really. After almost a misrable decade under the Bush Administration, Americans (and the world) want something new, and he took the chance and emphasized on that. "Change". "Hope". So I give him that.
Obama's stance on the middle-east situation, didn't impress me, nor did it surprise me. He is warning Pakistan and Iran and blindly supports Israel (AIPAC, anyone?). I listened to one of his speeches, and I couldn't stand him. He was talking about his trip to Israel and how he visited some houses that were affected by Katuscha rockets. Really? I mean, really? What about the houses on the other side of the wall? Opps, sorry you can't see them, because they are destroyed to the ground. Bulldozed, or hit. Either way, people no longer have homes. And for the love of God, why can't you leave Iran and let it be? Yes, they do have a nuclear program, but so does the rest of the world! Now I haven't read much about Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, to actually make up my mind on it (maybe I should then dedicate a post for it) but I still think that its only fair for Iran to have a nuclear program.
One friend told me once about a quote that I actually like: "The good thing about pessimism is that, either you'll be proved right or you'll be pleasantly surprised". Nice, eh? True too.
Before I even start, I'm going to have to declare my political atheism (I know this term isn't correct since "theism" relates to "belief in a god", but I'm still going to use it to send my message across). You see, political parties, organizations, etc. are created by people so this simultaneously means that something ought to be imperfect somehow. So really I can't put my faith in something that is flawed.
Having said that, I tend to believe that "good" politicians don't make it to presidency, let alone American presidency, as it is without question the most powerful of all. When it comes to Obama getting elected, I wasn't surprised at all. The media coverage was huge; celebrities were voicing their thoughts, and everyone was chanting "hope and change" over and over again. Somehow, among all that hype it didn't feel right to me. I think having lived in the middle-east all my life, politicians almost always equal fake promises, so really, when I tried to listen to Obama's speeches, I didn't expect much.
Among the other reasons to why he got elected is because of his race. Believe me. Yes, he is an African American, and yes it is "the first" in history to have an African American with "Hussien" as a middle name president, and that's exactly the reason why he got it. See, people are selfish, by nature. They want to be the first to witness this and also the first to tell the story. "Live while history is being made".
I got to admit, Obama seems like a smart man; someone who knows how to manipulate people's thoughts. I mean, really. After almost a misrable decade under the Bush Administration, Americans (and the world) want something new, and he took the chance and emphasized on that. "Change". "Hope". So I give him that.
Obama's stance on the middle-east situation, didn't impress me, nor did it surprise me. He is warning Pakistan and Iran and blindly supports Israel (AIPAC, anyone?). I listened to one of his speeches, and I couldn't stand him. He was talking about his trip to Israel and how he visited some houses that were affected by Katuscha rockets. Really? I mean, really? What about the houses on the other side of the wall? Opps, sorry you can't see them, because they are destroyed to the ground. Bulldozed, or hit. Either way, people no longer have homes. And for the love of God, why can't you leave Iran and let it be? Yes, they do have a nuclear program, but so does the rest of the world! Now I haven't read much about Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, to actually make up my mind on it (maybe I should then dedicate a post for it) but I still think that its only fair for Iran to have a nuclear program.
One friend told me once about a quote that I actually like: "The good thing about pessimism is that, either you'll be proved right or you'll be pleasantly surprised". Nice, eh? True too.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Rants: On getting old and marriage.
Exactly one year from now, I'll be finishing my last couple of months of University. I'll be done. How do I feel? Scared Shit-less! Also I can't decide what to do with my life after that, should I continue on to Masters, or should I work? Either way, I'm staying here. At least, till my brother is done, so that'll give me, umm 5 years? Yeah, that'll be enough I'd think.
Lately, I've been playing this game with my mom whenever we talk, where I'd say: "oh guess who got engaged?" Yeah! I have 4 friends who are engaged now, and two are getting married pretty soon! and adding to that list one of my friends also got married like right after high school? she has kid now! The bad thing, is that they're all looking up at me now, especially that I'm graduating soon, which coming from a middle-eastern background means that I'm officially eligible for marriage. Marriage. That's a big word. Rhymes with Responsibility, hard work, maturity, and of course not forgetting love. Thankfully, I have parents who are open-minded enough to give me space to finish what I plan on doing before getting "committed". Don't get me wrong, I don't find getting married a bad idea obviously, but there is more in to it than love and sex. Also, another good thing about my parents is that they completely understand my view on marriage when it comes to the Arab society; that is I'm definitely not going to get married to a) one of my cousins b) strangers who knock on doors to check if there are girls for marriage. When it comes to getting committed, I'd rather know the person before hand, be friends at first, then if there is "something" there we can take it up a notch till we get to the engagement/marriage level.
Now some people think that's "haram", and you shouldn't be talking to guys in the first place and blah blah blah.. See my definition of haram is physical contact, making out, smooching, sex; you get the idea. My philosophy is, if the guy could be a potential, then I'll build a bridge, but running after guys and trying to befriend them? No, thank you. We all know where the other part of their brain is, and I don't want to tire myself or get in to trouble for a worthless reason.
This whole talk about jobs, marriage and growing up is scaring me. I admit. I know its really not as easy as it looks like. (like duh!) I just hope I'll reach a point in my life, where I'll look back and smile. Be satisfied. Happy. Proud of myself. One can only hope and pray...
Lately, I've been playing this game with my mom whenever we talk, where I'd say: "oh guess who got engaged?" Yeah! I have 4 friends who are engaged now, and two are getting married pretty soon! and adding to that list one of my friends also got married like right after high school? she has kid now! The bad thing, is that they're all looking up at me now, especially that I'm graduating soon, which coming from a middle-eastern background means that I'm officially eligible for marriage. Marriage. That's a big word. Rhymes with Responsibility, hard work, maturity, and of course not forgetting love. Thankfully, I have parents who are open-minded enough to give me space to finish what I plan on doing before getting "committed". Don't get me wrong, I don't find getting married a bad idea obviously, but there is more in to it than love and sex. Also, another good thing about my parents is that they completely understand my view on marriage when it comes to the Arab society; that is I'm definitely not going to get married to a) one of my cousins b) strangers who knock on doors to check if there are girls for marriage. When it comes to getting committed, I'd rather know the person before hand, be friends at first, then if there is "something" there we can take it up a notch till we get to the engagement/marriage level.
Now some people think that's "haram", and you shouldn't be talking to guys in the first place and blah blah blah.. See my definition of haram is physical contact, making out, smooching, sex; you get the idea. My philosophy is, if the guy could be a potential, then I'll build a bridge, but running after guys and trying to befriend them? No, thank you. We all know where the other part of their brain is, and I don't want to tire myself or get in to trouble for a worthless reason.
This whole talk about jobs, marriage and growing up is scaring me. I admit. I know its really not as easy as it looks like. (like duh!) I just hope I'll reach a point in my life, where I'll look back and smile. Be satisfied. Happy. Proud of myself. One can only hope and pray...
Saturday, January 31, 2009
My thoughts on -love- #1
*putting on the headphones and clicking on the play button of the latest Shinedown album*
*nods head*
Aha. So now that we are set and ready to go, I just wanted to start off by saying: love wasn't the topic that I really really wanted to begin with, more like politics *evil grin* but I'm unfortunately not in that "mood" now, so I might as well write about something that I can relate to at the moment.
Love.. well, I'm not going to waste my time and talk about how "intoxicating" it is, you really could tune yourself to any love song and they'd give you a thorough description. I'm, however, here to talk about MY experience, and what do "I" think of it, so shall we start?
#1 Love can be: dangerous
How so? Well, when you're "in love" with a certain human being (at least we hope) you start questioning your opinions and beliefs about everything and anything. Questioning by itself means doubt, so if you are doubting what you believe in, just because that person's one is different, you really have a weak persona. You're just looking for pleasing him/her, by "fitting in"...maybe then they can then change their minds/spot you in the crowd. Now this can be dangerous only when those beliefs and opinions on life are quite important, lets say, religion? Yeah, the big R word. Let me tell you this, most of the time its the girls who fall in this trap. I've seen/heard a lot about women who convert to Islam because of their husbands/boyfriends. Now I'm not saying that that is necessarily bad, but I feel bad when I don't see the opposite; ie men converting to their wives/girlfriends religion/belief. Why is that? Well, I thankfully didn't miss any psychology classes, and I still remember when we were being taught on how women are emotionally driven, while men are mentally driven, and really that's a perfect example here. When the emotion of love is highly concentrated (and its usually in the women) you start to doubt you, and that's dangerous.
#2 Love can be: delusional
Again, when you are stuck in the cobweb of love, and ESPECIALLY when you're not sure if that "loved one" is stuck in it too, you'd actually read in to every single sign, and observe. Is he/she talking about me? Is he/she doing that because of me? and you'd convince yourself in to believing that he/she could be on to something and that's when the big H word comes up. Hope. You start hoping that it would a bigger sign next time, maybe a little clearer, more obvious. To the point where you'll just "hope" that they'll say the 3 words-sentence, marry you and have beautiful kids. That bubble will keep on getting bigger, and that tree will grow taller, by time and some more hope/false signs. Till one day, it bursts, and everything comes down, and you just come back to reality. So basically you've been deluded in to believing in something that really didn't exist in the first place, and all that because of what? Hope? The miserable "what-ifs"? Not Good.
#3 Love can be: blinding
You've been swept up your feet by him/her to a point a little part of your judgmental thinking would start wearing blindfolds. You wouldn't think straight; I mean seriously if you're 1) doubting your beliefs and 2)being deluded then there is no "hope" in getting that part of your brain to start working again. Stupidity follows. HA, especially around them. (more on that in #4) Another "blinding" aspect would be the fact that you're so hopelessly in love with him/her you can't even Think of anyone else. Now this can be good, when "love" is a shared feeling, not singular. If it was you and only you who is in love, then my friend, you are doomed. Because there is nothing else to do really. You're basically in love with the wrong person and there is no way about it. No other potentials to think of. Nada. You know whats even worse? Starting to compare your "loved one" with a potential.
#4 Love can be: embarrassing
Yes. As soon as you spot them, that heart of yours starts pumping like there is no tomorrow. The beats speed up, you start feeling the "heat", breathing hard, could be blushing and your eyes directly move their focus to the very opposite direction from where they're standing. Thats ONLY if you saw them, then can you even imagine what would you do if you actually talked to them? I can only imagine what I'd do, and oh dear it would be helluva embarrassing. Its more of a "I'm-going-to-make-a-fool-out-of-myself-today" thing.
#5 Love can be: confusing
Mixed emotions, one day you'd be "in it" so bad, people would actually see it, while another you'd be pissed off or even sad. Hell, you'd start worrying about his/her problems and feel bad for them and it hurts your heart seeing them hurt the way they do. So all these emotions put in to this "thing" to the point you'd wonder if its really worth all this or not. It confuses you, and that frustrates you, because you hate being indecisive.
#6 Love can be: enlightening
Okay. So I actually want to head to bed, but I feel bad for not having one good thing about "love". So here it is folks. When you love him/her, you discover some parts of yourself while discovering theirs. You mold. You change. and this time not because of them, but because it makes sense. Because you like it. You like the new you. For that you're thankful. For that, you want to know more about them, maybe you could know more about yourself. Discover a new part that you thought never existed. It IS a good feeling really. Change.
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I finished the whole album yaay! Its good. I like "sound of madness" "second chance" but my favourites are "call me" and "if you only knew". I liked some verses from different songs which I can relate to, and they are *drum rolls please* :
-I just saw Hayley's Comet she waved
Said "why you always running in place?"
Even the man in the Moon disappears
somewhere in the Stratosphere
-Sometimes goodbye
is a second chance
Basically the whole of "if you only knew" but what struck me the most is:
-If you only knew
How many times I counted
All the words that went wrong
If you only knew
How I refuse to let you go,
Even when you're gone
I don't regret any days I
Spent, nights we shared,
Or letters that I sent
Also the whole of "call me" struck home, but here is a few favourites:
-I've said it so many times
I would change my ways
No, nevermind
God knows I've tried
-Call me a sinner, call me a saint
Tell me it's over I'll still love you the same
and finally:
*nods head*
Aha. So now that we are set and ready to go, I just wanted to start off by saying: love wasn't the topic that I really really wanted to begin with, more like politics *evil grin* but I'm unfortunately not in that "mood" now, so I might as well write about something that I can relate to at the moment.
Love.. well, I'm not going to waste my time and talk about how "intoxicating" it is, you really could tune yourself to any love song and they'd give you a thorough description. I'm, however, here to talk about MY experience, and what do "I" think of it, so shall we start?
#1 Love can be: dangerous
How so? Well, when you're "in love" with a certain human being (at least we hope) you start questioning your opinions and beliefs about everything and anything. Questioning by itself means doubt, so if you are doubting what you believe in, just because that person's one is different, you really have a weak persona. You're just looking for pleasing him/her, by "fitting in"...maybe then they can then change their minds/spot you in the crowd. Now this can be dangerous only when those beliefs and opinions on life are quite important, lets say, religion? Yeah, the big R word. Let me tell you this, most of the time its the girls who fall in this trap. I've seen/heard a lot about women who convert to Islam because of their husbands/boyfriends. Now I'm not saying that that is necessarily bad, but I feel bad when I don't see the opposite; ie men converting to their wives/girlfriends religion/belief. Why is that? Well, I thankfully didn't miss any psychology classes, and I still remember when we were being taught on how women are emotionally driven, while men are mentally driven, and really that's a perfect example here. When the emotion of love is highly concentrated (and its usually in the women) you start to doubt you, and that's dangerous.
#2 Love can be: delusional
Again, when you are stuck in the cobweb of love, and ESPECIALLY when you're not sure if that "loved one" is stuck in it too, you'd actually read in to every single sign, and observe. Is he/she talking about me? Is he/she doing that because of me? and you'd convince yourself in to believing that he/she could be on to something and that's when the big H word comes up. Hope. You start hoping that it would a bigger sign next time, maybe a little clearer, more obvious. To the point where you'll just "hope" that they'll say the 3 words-sentence, marry you and have beautiful kids. That bubble will keep on getting bigger, and that tree will grow taller, by time and some more hope/false signs. Till one day, it bursts, and everything comes down, and you just come back to reality. So basically you've been deluded in to believing in something that really didn't exist in the first place, and all that because of what? Hope? The miserable "what-ifs"? Not Good.
#3 Love can be: blinding
You've been swept up your feet by him/her to a point a little part of your judgmental thinking would start wearing blindfolds. You wouldn't think straight; I mean seriously if you're 1) doubting your beliefs and 2)being deluded then there is no "hope" in getting that part of your brain to start working again. Stupidity follows. HA, especially around them. (more on that in #4) Another "blinding" aspect would be the fact that you're so hopelessly in love with him/her you can't even Think of anyone else. Now this can be good, when "love" is a shared feeling, not singular. If it was you and only you who is in love, then my friend, you are doomed. Because there is nothing else to do really. You're basically in love with the wrong person and there is no way about it. No other potentials to think of. Nada. You know whats even worse? Starting to compare your "loved one" with a potential.
#4 Love can be: embarrassing
Yes. As soon as you spot them, that heart of yours starts pumping like there is no tomorrow. The beats speed up, you start feeling the "heat", breathing hard, could be blushing and your eyes directly move their focus to the very opposite direction from where they're standing. Thats ONLY if you saw them, then can you even imagine what would you do if you actually talked to them? I can only imagine what I'd do, and oh dear it would be helluva embarrassing. Its more of a "I'm-going-to-make-a-fool-out-of-myself-today" thing.
#5 Love can be: confusing
Mixed emotions, one day you'd be "in it" so bad, people would actually see it, while another you'd be pissed off or even sad. Hell, you'd start worrying about his/her problems and feel bad for them and it hurts your heart seeing them hurt the way they do. So all these emotions put in to this "thing" to the point you'd wonder if its really worth all this or not. It confuses you, and that frustrates you, because you hate being indecisive.
#6 Love can be: enlightening
Okay. So I actually want to head to bed, but I feel bad for not having one good thing about "love". So here it is folks. When you love him/her, you discover some parts of yourself while discovering theirs. You mold. You change. and this time not because of them, but because it makes sense. Because you like it. You like the new you. For that you're thankful. For that, you want to know more about them, maybe you could know more about yourself. Discover a new part that you thought never existed. It IS a good feeling really. Change.
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I finished the whole album yaay! Its good. I like "sound of madness" "second chance" but my favourites are "call me" and "if you only knew". I liked some verses from different songs which I can relate to, and they are *drum rolls please* :
-I just saw Hayley's Comet she waved
Said "why you always running in place?"
Even the man in the Moon disappears
somewhere in the Stratosphere
-Sometimes goodbye
is a second chance
Basically the whole of "if you only knew" but what struck me the most is:
-If you only knew
How many times I counted
All the words that went wrong
If you only knew
How I refuse to let you go,
Even when you're gone
I don't regret any days I
Spent, nights we shared,
Or letters that I sent
Also the whole of "call me" struck home, but here is a few favourites:
-I've said it so many times
I would change my ways
No, nevermind
God knows I've tried
-Call me a sinner, call me a saint
Tell me it's over I'll still love you the same
and finally:
I'll always keep you inside, you healed my
Heart and my life... And you know I try.
Heart and my life... And you know I try.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Updates
One crazy Monday is over and a zillion to go! Yes, I'm back to school and today was my third day! My schedule isn't that bad except for Mondays, where I have all my five courses and a 4 hour lab with only one hour break and its not lunch time! Anyways, my courses' instructors are somewhat interesting this time round. One has an ear piercing and is on the funny-weird side! I like him already. Another one has quite a resemblance of Elton John I tell ya! Not only that but he makes quite weird examples when explaining something; want an example? OK. So he goes on rambling about the GI tract to the point where I'm just about to abort to lalaland, then he asks if anyone has a donut?! He then further explains how the food doesnt really "get into" the human body till it gets absorbed from the tract. More like two openings and a tunnel, just like the donut, and he started motioning his hands in way we could understand the concept! My reaction? Well, I don't know if my mind is the only corrupted and too filthy to even attempt cleaning one, but that just sounded like something else!! no? Ok, fine. I'm a dirty-minded person, sue me. Another prof is very excited about her course, for some weird reason. Oh and the 4 hour lab? Its worth 45 % of the whole course, and guess what? On each lab 7 out of 10 marks are based on accuracy. Shoot me now. In another course, which we had two classes already, we're on slide number 76! Crazy.
Soo thats a summary of what's been happening in the past 3 school days. Oh, did I mention that I'm volunteering at the hospital? Yeah, Chemo unit. I know, I know, its just a depressing place to be in. Well the hospital is overall a depressing place, but that unit is overly-concentrated. At least now, I know I don't want to be an MD. I get too personal and attached to people, to the point where I consider their problems are mine too. So now I narrowed my choices to either being stuck in labs with company of test-tubes, samples and expensive equipment, or working along corpses. I've seen one in the summer, and I didnt vomit/faint/feel weak so thats a plus!
In the upcoming posts I'm going to give you a piece of my mind on the very three taboos. Politics, Religion and Love. So better buckle up, 'cause you're in it for a good ride ;)
For now, I shall bid you farewell, my invisible friends (I know you're there ;)) and I hope I would be able to post more often! At least now I know what to talk about, right?
Soo thats a summary of what's been happening in the past 3 school days. Oh, did I mention that I'm volunteering at the hospital? Yeah, Chemo unit. I know, I know, its just a depressing place to be in. Well the hospital is overall a depressing place, but that unit is overly-concentrated. At least now, I know I don't want to be an MD. I get too personal and attached to people, to the point where I consider their problems are mine too. So now I narrowed my choices to either being stuck in labs with company of test-tubes, samples and expensive equipment, or working along corpses. I've seen one in the summer, and I didnt vomit/faint/feel weak so thats a plus!
In the upcoming posts I'm going to give you a piece of my mind on the very three taboos. Politics, Religion and Love. So better buckle up, 'cause you're in it for a good ride ;)
For now, I shall bid you farewell, my invisible friends (I know you're there ;)) and I hope I would be able to post more often! At least now I know what to talk about, right?
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