Sunday, November 30, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
A series of unfortunate events
Do you know why I Love My Dad?
repulsivity says:
mummy is asking you to buy mixed nuts, almond and all kind of nuts when you're back
★Gi says:
hahahaha
repulsivity says:
maybe you could arrange with emmeline to go down to chinatown
★Gi says:
okay okay
★Gi says:
i can go chinatown la
★Gi says:
okay nuts
repulsivity says:
what to do when mummy is going nuts......
repulsivity is, obviously, Dom's account, but it's my dad talking to me.
Right.
How can you NOT love him? ;)
_
I know the previous posts are all hurried and rushed, with not much content to it. It's not that I'm extremely busy - okay maybe I was during the examination period. But even now, I can't think of anything to blog about.
I hope this doesn't mean anything. I hope my ability to blog is still intact. I hope I will blog properly again.
Till then, expect more of "I WENT...." "It's BORING..." "I'm Going back to Singapore Soon!.."
Yes yes yes. Boring, I know. But do go to Xiaxue's blog and check out her latest post. She really photoshops madness and since I'm illiterate at photoshop, I've got to hand it to her. The patience and time she takes to painstakingly transform real people to fake people who are beautiful in a really weird way...I don't get the megahuge eyes though, and maybe people's faces actually make up part of who they are. Can you IMAGINE rowin Atkinson being so 'handsome' like his xiaxue's-photoshopped version? He wouldn't look half as foolish, which means there wouldn't be any more Mr Bean for us to laugh at. Come on, Mr Bean doesn't even talk, and when he does, it's gibberish.
That says alot. We can all act stupid and earns big bucks. All we need is a teddy bear, which can be replaced with maybe, a Dora-the-explorer doll who say's Hola! every three seconds.
Haha imagine.
repulsivity says:
mummy is asking you to buy mixed nuts, almond and all kind of nuts when you're back
★Gi says:
hahahaha
repulsivity says:
maybe you could arrange with emmeline to go down to chinatown
★Gi says:
okay okay
★Gi says:
i can go chinatown la
★Gi says:
okay nuts
repulsivity says:
what to do when mummy is going nuts......
repulsivity is, obviously, Dom's account, but it's my dad talking to me.
Right.
How can you NOT love him? ;)
_
I know the previous posts are all hurried and rushed, with not much content to it. It's not that I'm extremely busy - okay maybe I was during the examination period. But even now, I can't think of anything to blog about.
I hope this doesn't mean anything. I hope my ability to blog is still intact. I hope I will blog properly again.
Till then, expect more of "I WENT...." "It's BORING..." "I'm Going back to Singapore Soon!.."
Yes yes yes. Boring, I know. But do go to Xiaxue's blog and check out her latest post. She really photoshops madness and since I'm illiterate at photoshop, I've got to hand it to her. The patience and time she takes to painstakingly transform real people to fake people who are beautiful in a really weird way...I don't get the megahuge eyes though, and maybe people's faces actually make up part of who they are. Can you IMAGINE rowin Atkinson being so 'handsome' like his xiaxue's-photoshopped version? He wouldn't look half as foolish, which means there wouldn't be any more Mr Bean for us to laugh at. Come on, Mr Bean doesn't even talk, and when he does, it's gibberish.
That says alot. We can all act stupid and earns big bucks. All we need is a teddy bear, which can be replaced with maybe, a Dora-the-explorer doll who say's Hola! every three seconds.
Haha imagine.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
I AM DONE
I AM FREAKING DONE WITH TAYLORS!
Studied long and hard for FSS and I guess it turned out alright! Whtvz I Don't Care because I am freeeeeeee :D :D :D
Wanted to
1. Go shopping, since thurs = late night shopping, but no one wants to go with me ):
2. Take diana out, but it's too dark for that now ):
3. Laze around, BUT THERE'S NO CABLE SO LAZING AROUND ALONE ISN'T THE BEST THING TO DO AT TAYLORS
But like I said WHTVZ CAUSE THIS YEAR IS OVER...kinda.
So im gna download movies, eat icecream, pig out, and try to imagine i'm in singapore. Hahaha so sad right. OH AND I HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY.
Anyway to cheer meself up, Army dude found out that coldplay was coming to sydneyyyy! Next march! :D Viva La Vida world tourrrrrr! HELLO CHRIS MARTIN! Pre-sale tickets started selling today but it's almost sold out nowwww which means i gta hurry :D
And there's Chicago too! Yay next year is going to be F-U-N!
Okay la everything sounds so eggciting. But it's actually not. I'm off to find a way to drump my notes now.
PS I know i sound just teeny bit high. But I assure you, I'm not.
Studied long and hard for FSS and I guess it turned out alright! Whtvz I Don't Care because I am freeeeeeee :D :D :D
Wanted to
1. Go shopping, since thurs = late night shopping, but no one wants to go with me ):
2. Take diana out, but it's too dark for that now ):
3. Laze around, BUT THERE'S NO CABLE SO LAZING AROUND ALONE ISN'T THE BEST THING TO DO AT TAYLORS
But like I said WHTVZ CAUSE THIS YEAR IS OVER...kinda.
So im gna download movies, eat icecream, pig out, and try to imagine i'm in singapore. Hahaha so sad right. OH AND I HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY.
Anyway to cheer meself up, Army dude found out that coldplay was coming to sydneyyyy! Next march! :D Viva La Vida world tourrrrrr! HELLO CHRIS MARTIN! Pre-sale tickets started selling today but it's almost sold out nowwww which means i gta hurry :D
And there's Chicago too! Yay next year is going to be F-U-N!
Okay la everything sounds so eggciting. But it's actually not. I'm off to find a way to drump my notes now.
PS I know i sound just teeny bit high. But I assure you, I'm not.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
God Help Me
SO Two heavy subjects in one day is realllyyyy a killer. But econs was manageable I guess. At least a pass. Australian Studies......
I don't know. During the reading time, I took one look at the 3 short essay questions and the extended response questions and started banging my head on the table. Literally. Ask anyone sitting near me. Whatever I studies for - war, especially, did NOT come out. But miraculously with God's grace I managed to produce three short essay questions and one extended response questions. Now the only thing left is how good my crapping skills are because, honestly, that's all i wrote. CRAP ( = SHIT!)
OH well that's over now. So there's ONE MORE PAPER TO GO!
I know it sounds all exciting but it really isn't because for this whole sem, in FSS, we didn't have ANY TEST or exam because of PIP which is 50%. And now this major paper - another 50%. Which means I can't afford to screw it up, though I feel like I'm going to anyway.
Am I making sense? I think not.
I'm off to studying now. At least for one more night! :D :D :D
I don't know. During the reading time, I took one look at the 3 short essay questions and the extended response questions and started banging my head on the table. Literally. Ask anyone sitting near me. Whatever I studies for - war, especially, did NOT come out. But miraculously with God's grace I managed to produce three short essay questions and one extended response questions. Now the only thing left is how good my crapping skills are because, honestly, that's all i wrote. CRAP ( = SHIT!)
OH well that's over now. So there's ONE MORE PAPER TO GO!
I know it sounds all exciting but it really isn't because for this whole sem, in FSS, we didn't have ANY TEST or exam because of PIP which is 50%. And now this major paper - another 50%. Which means I can't afford to screw it up, though I feel like I'm going to anyway.
Am I making sense? I think not.
I'm off to studying now. At least for one more night! :D :D :D
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
I need This
MEDIA IS SCREWEDDDDDDDD
I AM SO *$%U#(U$JFID(U#QIREIHF#U($#(FA!!
But whtvz I have t concentrate on Aust Studies AND econs tmr.
Finals are screwing me over, twice.
I AM SO *$%U#(U$JFID(U#QIREIHF#U($#(FA!!
But whtvz I have t concentrate on Aust Studies AND econs tmr.
Finals are screwing me over, twice.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Study
I am ABSOLUTELY CRAVING for something from Chocolate By The Bald Man now. Something insanely chocolatey.
Also, I really SHOULD be studying. Like, NOW! It's insane because I do not feel an inch of panic in my body.
Okay la back to media, which i have barely touched.
I need to stop complaining and start doing!
Also, I really SHOULD be studying. Like, NOW! It's insane because I do not feel an inch of panic in my body.
Okay la back to media, which i have barely touched.
I need to stop complaining and start doing!
Putlizer Price
One paper down, 4 more to go!
English was pretty alright, I guess. Hopefully I'll get at least a 8.5!
I'm currently doing Australian Studies - the last 2 chapters. I'm stressing out because there are no notes, study guides, no whatsoever for the last two topics - contemporary issues, and one may be coming out for the extended response essay. It's on weds, RIGHT AFTER ECONS. What a killer.
Also I have soooo much to blog about, especially on the grad ceremony and party- which was a B-L-A-S-T! People who didn't go missed out on A-L-O-T!
I HAVE to start on media soon, because I have not even TOUCHED it yet. It's tmr, and its the last paper of the day - 2.50 - 5. Craaapppppp.
Ohkay. Got a splitting headache now. Since yesterday. I think it's the studying. Hmmmm
Okay la back to Stolen Generation and Reconciliation, Citizenship tests and whatnot. Oh wait. Let me show you this....
Kevin Carter was an award-winning South African photojournalist and member of the Bang-Bang Club.
Carter had started to work as weekend sports photographer in 1983. In 1984 he moved on to work for the Johannesburg Star, bent on exposing the brutality of apartheid.
Carter was the first to photograph a public execution by "necklacing" in South Africa in the mid-1980s. He later spoke of the images; "I was appalled at what they were doing. I was appalled at what I was doing. But then people started talking about those pictures... then I felt that maybe my actions hadn't been at all bad. Being a witness to something this horrible wasn't necessarily such a bad thing to do."
In March 1993 Carter made a trip to southern Sudan. The sound of soft, high-pitched whimpering near the village of Ayod attracted Carter to a young emaciated Sudanese toddler.
The girl had stopped to rest while struggling to a feeding center, wherein a vulture had landed nearby. He said that he waited about 20 minutes, hoping that the vulture would spread its wings. It didn't. Carter snapped the haunting photograph and chased the vulture away.
"The man adjusting his lens to take just the right frame of her suffering might just as well be a predator, another vulture on the scene."
The photograph was sold to The New York Times where it appeared for the first time on March 26, 1993. Practically overnight hundreds of people contacted the newspaper to ask whether the child had survived, leading the newspaper to run a special editor's note saying the girl had enough strength to walk away from the vulture, but that her ultimate fate was unknown.
On April 2, 1994 Nancy Buirski, a foreign New York Times picture editor, phoned Carter to inform him he had won the most coveted prize for photography. Carter was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Feature Photography on May 23, 1994 at Columbia University's Low Memorial Library.
On 27 July 1994 Carter drove to the Braamfonteinspruit river, near the Field and Study Centre, an area where he used to play as a child, and took his own life by taping one end of a hose to his pickup truck’s exhaust pipe and running the other end to the passenger-side window. He died of carbon monoxide poisoning at the age of 33.
Portions of Carter's suicide note read:
"I am depressed ... without phone ... money for rent ... money for child support ... money for debts ... money!!! ... I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings and corpses and anger and pain ... of starving or wounded children, of trigger-happy madmen, often police, of killer executioners...I have gone to join Ken if I am that lucky."
English was pretty alright, I guess. Hopefully I'll get at least a 8.5!
I'm currently doing Australian Studies - the last 2 chapters. I'm stressing out because there are no notes, study guides, no whatsoever for the last two topics - contemporary issues, and one may be coming out for the extended response essay. It's on weds, RIGHT AFTER ECONS. What a killer.
Also I have soooo much to blog about, especially on the grad ceremony and party- which was a B-L-A-S-T! People who didn't go missed out on A-L-O-T!
I HAVE to start on media soon, because I have not even TOUCHED it yet. It's tmr, and its the last paper of the day - 2.50 - 5. Craaapppppp.
Ohkay. Got a splitting headache now. Since yesterday. I think it's the studying. Hmmmm
Okay la back to Stolen Generation and Reconciliation, Citizenship tests and whatnot. Oh wait. Let me show you this....
Kevin Carter was an award-winning South African photojournalist and member of the Bang-Bang Club.
Carter had started to work as weekend sports photographer in 1983. In 1984 he moved on to work for the Johannesburg Star, bent on exposing the brutality of apartheid.
Carter was the first to photograph a public execution by "necklacing" in South Africa in the mid-1980s. He later spoke of the images; "I was appalled at what they were doing. I was appalled at what I was doing. But then people started talking about those pictures... then I felt that maybe my actions hadn't been at all bad. Being a witness to something this horrible wasn't necessarily such a bad thing to do."
In March 1993 Carter made a trip to southern Sudan. The sound of soft, high-pitched whimpering near the village of Ayod attracted Carter to a young emaciated Sudanese toddler.
The girl had stopped to rest while struggling to a feeding center, wherein a vulture had landed nearby. He said that he waited about 20 minutes, hoping that the vulture would spread its wings. It didn't. Carter snapped the haunting photograph and chased the vulture away.
However, he also came under heavy criticism for just photographing — and not helping — the little girl:
"The man adjusting his lens to take just the right frame of her suffering might just as well be a predator, another vulture on the scene."
The photograph was sold to The New York Times where it appeared for the first time on March 26, 1993. Practically overnight hundreds of people contacted the newspaper to ask whether the child had survived, leading the newspaper to run a special editor's note saying the girl had enough strength to walk away from the vulture, but that her ultimate fate was unknown.
On April 2, 1994 Nancy Buirski, a foreign New York Times picture editor, phoned Carter to inform him he had won the most coveted prize for photography. Carter was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Feature Photography on May 23, 1994 at Columbia University's Low Memorial Library.
On 27 July 1994 Carter drove to the Braamfonteinspruit river, near the Field and Study Centre, an area where he used to play as a child, and took his own life by taping one end of a hose to his pickup truck’s exhaust pipe and running the other end to the passenger-side window. He died of carbon monoxide poisoning at the age of 33.
Portions of Carter's suicide note read:
"I am depressed ... without phone ... money for rent ... money for child support ... money for debts ... money!!! ... I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings and corpses and anger and pain ... of starving or wounded children, of trigger-happy madmen, often police, of killer executioners...I have gone to join Ken if I am that lucky."
Sunday, November 23, 2008
no worries
No Worries - a famous Australian slang used with supreme confidence, in times of extreme stress.
uh huh. Really need it now.
Please pray for my exams, which starts tmr! I have not completed studying yet! Nowhere near, in fact.
WORRIED THAT I'M NOT WORRIED!
So typical.
GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
uh huh. Really need it now.
Please pray for my exams, which starts tmr! I have not completed studying yet! Nowhere near, in fact.
WORRIED THAT I'M NOT WORRIED!
So typical.
GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Friday, November 21, 2008
tell me you love me
I'm not looking at the glass half empty, or half-full.
All I care about, is that there is a Refill.
All I care about, is that there is a Refill.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I would absolutely LOVE to post a video of Justin Timberlake in leotards and heels when he appeared on a SNL skit alongside Beyonce. But youtube has denied me access and the video has already been removed.
Anyway, the last 2 days has been, well, the last 2 days of school! How eggciting, right! Hahahaha on Tues, we had a mini-party, breakfast thing for English. I am going to miss the lot. After all, Mario & gang are the first people I see every morning, for an hour or so. For the rest of the lessons we actually did a bit of studying but of course, there was the usual camera-whoring between us, which actually refers to the girls. I have tonnes of pictures now that need to be sent and circulated on FB. But that can wait. Until after exams.
Speaking of which, tmr is our Graduation Ceremony! It's at The Great Hall at uni, which is also where they filmed Harry Potter, mind you(:
I'm thinking its going to be hell boring, but I can't wait to see all my classmates dressed up to the nines. I can already imagine...sorta.
Going to women's college too, to hand in my application form, and of course, we have the dance at night!
So tmr = enjoyment and no studying
Which means today = study more!
So bye.
I know i've been boring and my posts are all so mundane and includes stuff you guys really don't care, but I really have lost the mood to blog properly. Entertainment is no longer a factor. Grades are my priority.
I know, I know, Whatever happened to Geraldine, right?
Want to know the original script for starwars?
"Luke...
....
...
....I am your second uncle, twice removed."
Okay la, really BYE this time.
Anyway, the last 2 days has been, well, the last 2 days of school! How eggciting, right! Hahahaha on Tues, we had a mini-party, breakfast thing for English. I am going to miss the lot. After all, Mario & gang are the first people I see every morning, for an hour or so. For the rest of the lessons we actually did a bit of studying but of course, there was the usual camera-whoring between us, which actually refers to the girls. I have tonnes of pictures now that need to be sent and circulated on FB. But that can wait. Until after exams.
Speaking of which, tmr is our Graduation Ceremony! It's at The Great Hall at uni, which is also where they filmed Harry Potter, mind you(:
I'm thinking its going to be hell boring, but I can't wait to see all my classmates dressed up to the nines. I can already imagine...sorta.
Going to women's college too, to hand in my application form, and of course, we have the dance at night!
So tmr = enjoyment and no studying
Which means today = study more!
So bye.
I know i've been boring and my posts are all so mundane and includes stuff you guys really don't care, but I really have lost the mood to blog properly. Entertainment is no longer a factor. Grades are my priority.
I know, I know, Whatever happened to Geraldine, right?
Want to know the original script for starwars?
"Luke...
....
...
....I am your second uncle, twice removed."
Okay la, really BYE this time.
Monday, November 17, 2008
GeekIn The Pink
The past few days I've been out and about. Been busy. Been spending loads of money, burning holes in both pockets.
Which is why I need to sit my ass down on a chair and glue it there, because I've GOT to START STUDYING.
Mugging isn't really getting on well, but I'm determined to change that in the course of the next few days. It's only a week to exams, geraldine! Finals! FIFTY FREAKIN PERCENT!
Get your priorities right, ditto.
Today church was awesome. Ken Duncan, renowned photographer came and preached. It's not every Sunday that someone with such recognised talent comes and share about his life. What's more, in the form of photographs.
But yes, I finally got to print my pictures and it turned out lousy, but I guess there's a first bad time for everyone. At least I got ONE SHOT right heehee.
But yes. Sales for the Formal haven't been all that good. So the dance maybe cancelled. I'm too exahusted to care anymore. I didn't even buy a new dress. Or shoes, for that matter.
But I had dinner with em& Danny and germs today. It's a jap cafe down surry hills, and the food's pretty good but served in humongous proportions! I Want Salmon Please! :D
So yes.
Graduation ceremony's on the 20th, this coming Thursday.
Exams strt on the 24th, Mon and end on the 27th, a Thurs.
I'll be back in homeground on the 9th of Dec.
I'm going back to Aust Studies now, which is a very BLAHHHH subject.
xoxoxo
psiloveyou
Which is why I need to sit my ass down on a chair and glue it there, because I've GOT to START STUDYING.
Mugging isn't really getting on well, but I'm determined to change that in the course of the next few days. It's only a week to exams, geraldine! Finals! FIFTY FREAKIN PERCENT!
Get your priorities right, ditto.
Today church was awesome. Ken Duncan, renowned photographer came and preached. It's not every Sunday that someone with such recognised talent comes and share about his life. What's more, in the form of photographs.
But yes, I finally got to print my pictures and it turned out lousy, but I guess there's a first bad time for everyone. At least I got ONE SHOT right heehee.
But yes. Sales for the Formal haven't been all that good. So the dance maybe cancelled. I'm too exahusted to care anymore. I didn't even buy a new dress. Or shoes, for that matter.
But I had dinner with em& Danny and germs today. It's a jap cafe down surry hills, and the food's pretty good but served in humongous proportions! I Want Salmon Please! :D
So yes.
Graduation ceremony's on the 20th, this coming Thursday.
Exams strt on the 24th, Mon and end on the 27th, a Thurs.
I'll be back in homeground on the 9th of Dec.
I'm going back to Aust Studies now, which is a very BLAHHHH subject.
xoxoxo
psiloveyou
Thursday, November 13, 2008
It's Not Going To Last
I've been real busy these past few days and I am Ashamed to admit that it's not because of studies, which really should be my main priority right now, seeing that finals are in less than 2 weeks or so.
I can't exactly remember what I've been doing but the sales for the tickets for formal is not anywhere near enough to get the whole thing started. I am afraid that only 50 tickets will be sold and then we'll very well have to cancel it. Maybe it's not such a good thing if I now said that it'd be a relief? Haha dammit.
But yeah we all have to get on with our life anyway. Today is yet another laundry day and the washing's currently in the dryer's right now. I have started monetary policy as part of mugging but FSS and AS is pretty much dead. I need to revive my studying mode, people. The only question is HOW? Doohhhhhh.
So well yesterday was really eventful. School was the norm, nothing dfferent, and we sold tickets for the dance. Was really tired the whole day but I didn't manage to catch up on ZzZzzzzz time because we had the last CG for the year! So me, nicole, ria, cherie met up with sung and priscilla and we kinda just trained down to ashleigh's apartment at Bondi Junction.
Ashleigh lives alone.
Ashleigh has a cosy, but yet not tiny, apartment.
Ashleigh's apartment has a pretty damn good view! It overlooks EVERYTHING!
Ashleigh lives on the 21st floor.
Ashleigh has an awesome apartment.
Ashleigh IS awesome.
I am SO jealous of Ashleigh and her awesome apartment.
That woman has the BEST house, EVER! I want to live in that apartment too! It's so nicely designed and it's all cosy and warm and the lamps and the paintings and the stacks of dvds and boooksssss ARE JUST #$(@U$#$!$!!!!!!!!!! I ALSO WANT A HUGE BOOKSHELF WITH DUSTY OLD BOOKS DATING BACK TO WELL LONG LONG AGO! :D :D :D
*Note: Don't you people just louuurrrveeee the smell of old books? What with the yellow, fading pages all. As long as there's no silverfish or whatever, it's Ze Best thing on Earth. Or things.
But yes CG was gooooddddd. Too bad Giusape wasn't there. But we baked scones for him! Rather, Ria baked scones for him. SCONES :D Haha pity it's so non-existent in Singapore, scones.
Reached back at around 10+ and I fell asleep almost immediately.
And today was so busy toooo! I will blog about it tmr because I am about to comatose any minute now. It's only 12.30am too.
I think I'm growing old ):
I can't exactly remember what I've been doing but the sales for the tickets for formal is not anywhere near enough to get the whole thing started. I am afraid that only 50 tickets will be sold and then we'll very well have to cancel it. Maybe it's not such a good thing if I now said that it'd be a relief? Haha dammit.
But yeah we all have to get on with our life anyway. Today is yet another laundry day and the washing's currently in the dryer's right now. I have started monetary policy as part of mugging but FSS and AS is pretty much dead. I need to revive my studying mode, people. The only question is HOW? Doohhhhhh.
So well yesterday was really eventful. School was the norm, nothing dfferent, and we sold tickets for the dance. Was really tired the whole day but I didn't manage to catch up on ZzZzzzzz time because we had the last CG for the year! So me, nicole, ria, cherie met up with sung and priscilla and we kinda just trained down to ashleigh's apartment at Bondi Junction.
Ashleigh lives alone.
Ashleigh has a cosy, but yet not tiny, apartment.
Ashleigh's apartment has a pretty damn good view! It overlooks EVERYTHING!
Ashleigh lives on the 21st floor.
Ashleigh has an awesome apartment.
Ashleigh IS awesome.
I am SO jealous of Ashleigh and her awesome apartment.
That woman has the BEST house, EVER! I want to live in that apartment too! It's so nicely designed and it's all cosy and warm and the lamps and the paintings and the stacks of dvds and boooksssss ARE JUST #$(@U$#$!$!!!!!!!!!! I ALSO WANT A HUGE BOOKSHELF WITH DUSTY OLD BOOKS DATING BACK TO WELL LONG LONG AGO! :D :D :D
*Note: Don't you people just louuurrrveeee the smell of old books? What with the yellow, fading pages all. As long as there's no silverfish or whatever, it's Ze Best thing on Earth. Or things.
But yes CG was gooooddddd. Too bad Giusape wasn't there. But we baked scones for him! Rather, Ria baked scones for him. SCONES :D Haha pity it's so non-existent in Singapore, scones.
Reached back at around 10+ and I fell asleep almost immediately.
And today was so busy toooo! I will blog about it tmr because I am about to comatose any minute now. It's only 12.30am too.
I think I'm growing old ):
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Joke
Now, THIS, is funny.
Economic Models explained with Cows - New 2008 update
SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbour.
COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away...
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.
ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. The public then buys your bull.
A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and market it worldwide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have 5 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows.
None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
One is mad the other has foot and mouth.
AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and invade your country.
You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of Democracy....
AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.
A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The sheep at the back looks very attractive.
Economic Models explained with Cows - New 2008 update
SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbour.
COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away...
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.
ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. The public then buys your bull.
A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and market it worldwide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have 5 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows.
None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
One is mad the other has foot and mouth.
AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and invade your country.
You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of Democracy....
AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.
A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The sheep at the back looks very attractive.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
God is awesome in this place
No more 3 final papers in one day. Media was brought forward to tues, which means I can concentrate on it. As for econs and Aust studies, I sadly have to say Econs trumps A.S cause my Econs is. In. The. Pits.
Have media test tmr, which is really heavy. I am so not prepared, and it scares me. It's midnight already and I am worried!
Okayyyy just 2 more weeks to finals before I can say hello beaches and play around with my Diana more.
PS And germs, i don't know why it's called a diana but it just is. Haha
PPS Hello tubu
PPPS MY LIFE IS SO PATHETIC I CAN'T EVEN WATCH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, JARED LETO ON YOUTUBE. DAMMITTTTT
Have media test tmr, which is really heavy. I am so not prepared, and it scares me. It's midnight already and I am worried!
Okayyyy just 2 more weeks to finals before I can say hello beaches and play around with my Diana more.
PS And germs, i don't know why it's called a diana but it just is. Haha
PPS Hello tubu
PPPS MY LIFE IS SO PATHETIC I CAN'T EVEN WATCH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, JARED LETO ON YOUTUBE. DAMMITTTTT
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Google is your friend
GoogleEarth has helped me to find Vision Image Lab that's just around the corner. Shall go check out the prices to see if it'll develop my film at a relatively okay price.
Anyway i wanted to go to the city today but a certain someone has government and law to do. The Joys of being a student, huh.
So yes i'll just go do english now. Pictures from yesterday! Been using B&W/Sepia modes way tooo much so yeah bear with it! :D
Diana is your friend :D
Wedding on a boat!
Mongolian
Food
Here lah, can?
Anyway my brother is so amusing. Two days ago i texted him to tell him that i bought a diana, thinking that he was training. And then yesterday, he (Finally) replied, claiming that he bought a PS3! Hahahahahaha idiotttttttt
Anyway i wanted to go to the city today but a certain someone has government and law to do. The Joys of being a student, huh.
So yes i'll just go do english now. Pictures from yesterday! Been using B&W/Sepia modes way tooo much so yeah bear with it! :D
Diana is your friend :D
Wedding on a boat!
Mongolian
Food
Here lah, can?
Anyway my brother is so amusing. Two days ago i texted him to tell him that i bought a diana, thinking that he was training. And then yesterday, he (Finally) replied, claiming that he bought a PS3! Hahahahahaha idiotttttttt
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Hello i'm back
HELLO I'M BACK AND I WANTED TO POST A LONG LONG LONG POST BUT I'M TOO LAZY.
BUT YEAH TOOK MY BABE DIANA OUT FOR A SPIN TODAY AND LO BEHOLD SHE ATTRACTED STARES FROM ALL THE DSLR PROS AT CIRCULAR QUAY BUT NVM SHE HOLDS HER PLACE.
ON A NOT SO HAPPY NOTE, I AM NOT FATED TO BE WITH FILM. BUT I KNOW THAT COMPROMISE IS KEY. AND SO IS TIME. SO JUST WAIT BECAUSE GREATER THINGS ARE STILL TO BE DONE IN THE CITYYYYYYY
DUDE I MUST GO AND DO MY TORTURE ESSAY SOON SO TORTUROUSSSSSS
BUT YEAH TOOK MY BABE DIANA OUT FOR A SPIN TODAY AND LO BEHOLD SHE ATTRACTED STARES FROM ALL THE DSLR PROS AT CIRCULAR QUAY BUT NVM SHE HOLDS HER PLACE.
ON A NOT SO HAPPY NOTE, I AM NOT FATED TO BE WITH FILM. BUT I KNOW THAT COMPROMISE IS KEY. AND SO IS TIME. SO JUST WAIT BECAUSE GREATER THINGS ARE STILL TO BE DONE IN THE CITYYYYYYY
DUDE I MUST GO AND DO MY TORTURE ESSAY SOON SO TORTUROUSSSSSS
Friday, November 7, 2008
DIANA IS MY NEW BEST FRIEND
Gi: Diana, babe, will you...be mine?
Diana: *click!*
Gi: I promise to love and cherish you, in sickness or in health, through good times and bad times.
Di: *click!*
Gi: DAMMIT! How come you're so complicated! Speak you plastic thingy, SPEAK!
Di: *click!* *Click!* *Click!*
Gi: OKAY OKAY SORRYYYYYYY! You're wasting my film. PRECIOUS, VERY EXPENSIVE FILM.
Di: *CLICK!*
(Fresh out of the box, the beauty)
Do you not see her smirk?
Me and her? We're so going to go far.
At least we will if I don't screw up the film! Honestly, how come it jumped to 2?! Where did 1 go!?!? SOMEONE ENLIGHTEN ME
President of the US of A
I know I'm late but not for long. I didn't want to blog about this because the truth is: "your voice isn't heard ANYWAY" (anonymous, age 19, 2008)(Blahhh) True, that is, but still, that doesn't stop me from supporting Barack Obama :D
He wants change, and that call has been greatly embraced by Americans and people all over the world. I'm not saying that Sntr McCain is McCrappy, but in my personal opinion, he's too old. And has too much baggage.
But what with all the changes that Obama claims to make, the real question lying underneath all the hype and elation is whther Obama will pull through, stay true to his word, and not end up like the former president, who very well is staying out of the Public's eye.
So case in point, a letter, from a very grateful American.
Dear President Elect Barack Obama:
I wanted to convey a heartfelt THANK YOU to President elect Obama for making an entire class of excluded citizens visible in his acceptance speech last night: people with disabilities. THANK YOU for including the word “disabled” in your acceptance speech last night.
I am a Deaf US citizen who also has attention deficit disorder and a mild foot problem. So I, too, am an American with disabilities. This is the first time I can recall feeling included in a political campaign as a person with disabilities.
Historically, people with disabilities have been pushed to the margins, confined to our homes–or worse, to institutions. This was partly because of who we are and partly because people simply did not prioritize our inclusion, even when it would be simple to do so. Then, because we were not allowed to be in the mainstream of society, people didn’t see us–and thus assumed we do not exist. So the issues and concerns with the most profound impact on our lives, our most basic freedoms, and even our day to day survival have been historically assumed to not matter.
We are among the largest minority groups in this country–the World Health Organization estimates we comprise about 10% of the population. Yet people don’t see us in their streets, in their homes, in their offices, in the policies that they draft, in the programs they run, or in their lives. In American society, and around the world, we are consistently “invisibilized.” Most politicians, most of the time, don’t even mention us the way Obama did last night. We are so consistently excluded that even tokenism would be a step forward for us.
I voted for Obama yesterday morning for many reasons. But one important motivation for me was that he was the only candidate to provide a truly comprehensive disability rights platform (PDF format, 62 Kb). It is particularly unique and impressive in that it is one of the few acknowledgments by a politician that disability issues are not confined to social protection programs, or to services for veterans disabled in war, or to education services for so-called “special needs” children. (How true..)
All of these are important concerns also, but Obama’s platform is a rare recognition that people with disabilities are not a monolithic group. Social protection programs are not the start and end of our needs; we are not all veterans; and we are not all children. We are mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, brothers and sisters, friends and confidantes, co-workers and professional colleagues, spouses and partners, neighbors, and even professional and athletic rivals. We are everyone. And our needs are, correspondingly, as complex as the needs of everyone else.
Above all, as with any other marginalized minority group, our needs include the need for human rights protections. This makes it particularly noteworthy that Obama was the only candidate to pledge to sign the Convention on the Rights of Persons with Disabilities (CRPD) and encourage the Senate to ratify it.
Yet: when Obama referred to “disabled” (and non-disabled) people in his speech last night, I stopped breathing. Even with his disability platform in mind, I had not been prepared for this moment. Suddenly, one of the most overlooked group of Americans was acknowledged as a force in our own right. Suddenly, I felt visible.
I had to stop writing this letter twice because I kept stopping to weep. How powerful a thing it is, simply to be validated. Simply to have a president elect of the country acknowledge that we exist. How powerful a thing it is, to have a president elect of the country acknowledge us, not as a special class apart, but as a part of the mainstream of society. Exactly as we should be. Exactly where we belong.
Mr. Obama, you can expect more letters from me in the years to come. I am a person with many opinions and am not afraid to express them. In particular, I will be calling upon you to follow through on your pledge to sign the Convention on the Rights of Persons with Disabilities (CRPD). You can bet I will be calling you to account on your promises to Americans with disabilities!
But for now, just for today–thank you. Thank you for referring to Americans with disabilities in your acceptance speech on the evening of November 4, 2008. Just, thank you–for acknowledging us and for including us. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Ms. Andrea Shettle, MSW
(http://reunifygally.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/thank_you_obama_disabilities/)
It's a powerful letter, written by someone who have been - quote, 'invisibilized' all her life. Let's hope that this guy here in the white house will do something for the better.
And i read this SOMEWHERE, though i can't remember where:
"Will Obama paint the White House Black?"
HAHAHA Obama looks like he has a good sense of humour.
He wants change, and that call has been greatly embraced by Americans and people all over the world. I'm not saying that Sntr McCain is McCrappy, but in my personal opinion, he's too old. And has too much baggage.
But what with all the changes that Obama claims to make, the real question lying underneath all the hype and elation is whther Obama will pull through, stay true to his word, and not end up like the former president, who very well is staying out of the Public's eye.
So case in point, a letter, from a very grateful American.
Dear President Elect Barack Obama:
I wanted to convey a heartfelt THANK YOU to President elect Obama for making an entire class of excluded citizens visible in his acceptance speech last night: people with disabilities. THANK YOU for including the word “disabled” in your acceptance speech last night.
I am a Deaf US citizen who also has attention deficit disorder and a mild foot problem. So I, too, am an American with disabilities. This is the first time I can recall feeling included in a political campaign as a person with disabilities.
Historically, people with disabilities have been pushed to the margins, confined to our homes–or worse, to institutions. This was partly because of who we are and partly because people simply did not prioritize our inclusion, even when it would be simple to do so. Then, because we were not allowed to be in the mainstream of society, people didn’t see us–and thus assumed we do not exist. So the issues and concerns with the most profound impact on our lives, our most basic freedoms, and even our day to day survival have been historically assumed to not matter.
We are among the largest minority groups in this country–the World Health Organization estimates we comprise about 10% of the population. Yet people don’t see us in their streets, in their homes, in their offices, in the policies that they draft, in the programs they run, or in their lives. In American society, and around the world, we are consistently “invisibilized.” Most politicians, most of the time, don’t even mention us the way Obama did last night. We are so consistently excluded that even tokenism would be a step forward for us.
I voted for Obama yesterday morning for many reasons. But one important motivation for me was that he was the only candidate to provide a truly comprehensive disability rights platform (PDF format, 62 Kb). It is particularly unique and impressive in that it is one of the few acknowledgments by a politician that disability issues are not confined to social protection programs, or to services for veterans disabled in war, or to education services for so-called “special needs” children. (How true..)
All of these are important concerns also, but Obama’s platform is a rare recognition that people with disabilities are not a monolithic group. Social protection programs are not the start and end of our needs; we are not all veterans; and we are not all children. We are mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, brothers and sisters, friends and confidantes, co-workers and professional colleagues, spouses and partners, neighbors, and even professional and athletic rivals. We are everyone. And our needs are, correspondingly, as complex as the needs of everyone else.
Above all, as with any other marginalized minority group, our needs include the need for human rights protections. This makes it particularly noteworthy that Obama was the only candidate to pledge to sign the Convention on the Rights of Persons with Disabilities (CRPD) and encourage the Senate to ratify it.
Yet: when Obama referred to “disabled” (and non-disabled) people in his speech last night, I stopped breathing. Even with his disability platform in mind, I had not been prepared for this moment. Suddenly, one of the most overlooked group of Americans was acknowledged as a force in our own right. Suddenly, I felt visible.
I had to stop writing this letter twice because I kept stopping to weep. How powerful a thing it is, simply to be validated. Simply to have a president elect of the country acknowledge that we exist. How powerful a thing it is, to have a president elect of the country acknowledge us, not as a special class apart, but as a part of the mainstream of society. Exactly as we should be. Exactly where we belong.
Mr. Obama, you can expect more letters from me in the years to come. I am a person with many opinions and am not afraid to express them. In particular, I will be calling upon you to follow through on your pledge to sign the Convention on the Rights of Persons with Disabilities (CRPD). You can bet I will be calling you to account on your promises to Americans with disabilities!
But for now, just for today–thank you. Thank you for referring to Americans with disabilities in your acceptance speech on the evening of November 4, 2008. Just, thank you–for acknowledging us and for including us. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Ms. Andrea Shettle, MSW
(http://reunifygally.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/thank_you_obama_disabilities/)
It's a powerful letter, written by someone who have been - quote, 'invisibilized' all her life. Let's hope that this guy here in the white house will do something for the better.
And i read this SOMEWHERE, though i can't remember where:
"Will Obama paint the White House Black?"
HAHAHA Obama looks like he has a good sense of humour.
Better Than Life
This dude is just awesome. What's more, he's 'holy' too.
Anwayzxzx two more lessons and then i'm probably going to the city! Hello holgas diana+ polaroids.
I CAN ONLY EAT MARGARINE
Anwayzxzx two more lessons and then i'm probably going to the city! Hello holgas diana+ polaroids.
I CAN ONLY EAT MARGARINE
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Who Knew?
People's inability to SIT on the toilet bowl and excrete their waste is such a major turn-off. Honestly, toilets in Taylors are not exactly 5-star-hotel material.
I cannot comprehend how some people can have their poo splattered everywhere - And I DO mean EVERYWHERE. Seriously women (I don't go to the male toilets, see), follow the damn sign pasted on the door that has a big mighty CROSS right smack in the middle of the image of a girl squatting on the toilet seat.
Do you have any idea what disgusting toilets mean?
It means TORTURE. Full bladders filled to the brim with pee AND there's absolutely nothing I can do about it because the toilets are all faeces-filled!!
I sincerely hope this post conjures some form of imagery in your mind as you read this while having your scrumptious meal because THEN YOU WILL FEEL (almost typed FILL but that wouldn't be the best pun, would it) MY PAIN MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
And don't worry. My bladder is fine and pretty empty now. In fact, I think I'm dehydrated. Plus I'm so tired I'm going to comatose any minute now. Ahh that's a brilliant idea there now, isn't it?
Media test was pretty alright. I didn't include the fact that HNS are chronicled by their level of significance and not chronologically. So when I handed up the paper later I almost killed myself. And last night, media students were suffering under newspaper articles. NEWSPAPER ARTICLES! WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT! We were having a mini congregation outside Anson's room at around midnight discussing about text analyses, and then digressing to the courses we're gonna do in uni. Yet I found another that will do French as a major - Anna(:
My classmates are really such horrid people, calling me GIGI in the Pohcher way! Haha not that I am offended. More like, amused. My classmates are Fantastic. Fan-tas-stick :D
But yeah we went to look for Rosie to request the changing of examination timetables because (scroll down to one of the last few posts) we, Arts Students, had to be looked down upon just because we do Arts. I can burst into a long speech about how arts is better than science and econs but that would only provide lengthy debate material SO THE THING IS OBAMA IS MR PRESIDENT AND LIKE I SAID I'M GOING TO COMAT............. *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
I cannot comprehend how some people can have their poo splattered everywhere - And I DO mean EVERYWHERE. Seriously women (I don't go to the male toilets, see), follow the damn sign pasted on the door that has a big mighty CROSS right smack in the middle of the image of a girl squatting on the toilet seat.
Do you have any idea what disgusting toilets mean?
It means TORTURE. Full bladders filled to the brim with pee AND there's absolutely nothing I can do about it because the toilets are all faeces-filled!!
I sincerely hope this post conjures some form of imagery in your mind as you read this while having your scrumptious meal because THEN YOU WILL FEEL (almost typed FILL but that wouldn't be the best pun, would it) MY PAIN MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
And don't worry. My bladder is fine and pretty empty now. In fact, I think I'm dehydrated. Plus I'm so tired I'm going to comatose any minute now. Ahh that's a brilliant idea there now, isn't it?
Media test was pretty alright. I didn't include the fact that HNS are chronicled by their level of significance and not chronologically. So when I handed up the paper later I almost killed myself. And last night, media students were suffering under newspaper articles. NEWSPAPER ARTICLES! WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT! We were having a mini congregation outside Anson's room at around midnight discussing about text analyses, and then digressing to the courses we're gonna do in uni. Yet I found another that will do French as a major - Anna(:
My classmates are really such horrid people, calling me GIGI in the Pohcher way! Haha not that I am offended. More like, amused. My classmates are Fantastic. Fan-tas-stick :D
But yeah we went to look for Rosie to request the changing of examination timetables because (scroll down to one of the last few posts) we, Arts Students, had to be looked down upon just because we do Arts. I can burst into a long speech about how arts is better than science and econs but that would only provide lengthy debate material SO THE THING IS OBAMA IS MR PRESIDENT AND LIKE I SAID I'M GOING TO COMAT............. *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Do you know you may lose me?
WHAT IF IT'S TRUE AND I HAVE THREE MAJOR PAPERS IN ONE DAY FOR FINALS?
MEDIA, AUSTUDY AND ECONS?!!?!
WALAO MIGHT AS WELL SHOOT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
MEDIA, AUSTUDY AND ECONS?!!?!
WALAO MIGHT AS WELL SHOOT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
MELEE
I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I'M TYPING IN CAPS BUT HEY HURRAY NOPE DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
Okay. Back to sanity.
It's another 6 weeks left to THE END. That's less than a month of class time and then exams. Awesomezxzz !
NOPE DOESN'T MAKE SENSE EITHER.
Okay. Back to sanity.
It's another 6 weeks left to THE END. That's less than a month of class time and then exams. Awesomezxzz !
NOPE DOESN'T MAKE SENSE EITHER.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Hollywood hills and suburban thrills
I've been busy busy busy bumble bee. Last few days has been rollercoaster all. Only comfort is that I am finally done with PIP. Good riddance. Sayonara. Ciao. I'll burn you the next time I see you.
Seriously.
Well I finished it over the weekend and binded it on mon, thus avoiding the bind-rush at the library today. Anna was so pissed off because some people cut her queue after 40mins of waiting. I would be pissed off too. It's a pissy situation. Pissy. Pissed. Piss. Pee.
Okay. My mind is working in an anit-clockwise direction now. Not exactly the best time to blog. Written across my left hand in black marker is YOUR SILENCE IS MURDER. HAHA WTH Now I'm supposed to be emo nemo?
D-oh! I hope y'all are doing fine. Fineeeee. Because if you're just as busy as I am with piles of assignments and your body responding slower than everything else, then congratulations. Welcome to Loserville where the lo-se-rs reside by the seaside. English is so not to be messed with. Seaside, reside, what the hell.
The Academy is... playing now. I thought I moved on. Who knew it was only temporary? Boom shakalaka. I can't wait for weds, thurs. fri, and the next 3 weeks to be so over so I can like finally PACK my insanely messy room filled with tonnes of rubbish, throw all my notes to the next batch, and E-V-A-C-U-A-T-E! 1 year in the same room, with the same 4 walls, with un-openable windows is unbearable. Why not just throw us a straitjacket and a 4-wall padded cell?
Do I sound Bitter? Beee-terrrr? Cause I'm not.
I'm just tired.
Honestly.
Sheeeeeesshhhhhhhhhh.
Seriously.
Well I finished it over the weekend and binded it on mon, thus avoiding the bind-rush at the library today. Anna was so pissed off because some people cut her queue after 40mins of waiting. I would be pissed off too. It's a pissy situation. Pissy. Pissed. Piss. Pee.
Okay. My mind is working in an anit-clockwise direction now. Not exactly the best time to blog. Written across my left hand in black marker is YOUR SILENCE IS MURDER. HAHA WTH Now I'm supposed to be emo nemo?
D-oh! I hope y'all are doing fine. Fineeeee. Because if you're just as busy as I am with piles of assignments and your body responding slower than everything else, then congratulations. Welcome to Loserville where the lo-se-rs reside by the seaside. English is so not to be messed with. Seaside, reside, what the hell.
The Academy is... playing now. I thought I moved on. Who knew it was only temporary? Boom shakalaka. I can't wait for weds, thurs. fri, and the next 3 weeks to be so over so I can like finally PACK my insanely messy room filled with tonnes of rubbish, throw all my notes to the next batch, and E-V-A-C-U-A-T-E! 1 year in the same room, with the same 4 walls, with un-openable windows is unbearable. Why not just throw us a straitjacket and a 4-wall padded cell?
Do I sound Bitter? Beee-terrrr? Cause I'm not.
I'm just tired.
Honestly.
Sheeeeeesshhhhhhhhhh.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Point of difference
I would like to post up the video, but I'm unable to.
So, here's the link :D
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=ohyE2vxwoxM
Anywayzxzxz HAPPY 25TH ANNIVERSARY HILLSONGS!
Albeit the face that I've only been attending for what, 8 months? But I've felt so at home. I'm met so many new people - singaporeans and people of other nationalities. Especially my CG - you guys rawkkkkk.
CBC is 50 years old. Hillsongs is half 'our' age. But the difference is just time. Hillsong is internationally renowned but SO WHAT? Our passion, our cause, our goal - it's the same.
This is just the foundation. Greater things have yet to come. Greater Things are still to be done in the city.
Do you feel the mountains tremble? Do you hear the oceans roar?
Cause I know I do. It's a Phenomena.
So, here's the link :D
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=ohyE2vxwoxM
Anywayzxzxz HAPPY 25TH ANNIVERSARY HILLSONGS!
Albeit the face that I've only been attending for what, 8 months? But I've felt so at home. I'm met so many new people - singaporeans and people of other nationalities. Especially my CG - you guys rawkkkkk.
CBC is 50 years old. Hillsongs is half 'our' age. But the difference is just time. Hillsong is internationally renowned but SO WHAT? Our passion, our cause, our goal - it's the same.
This is just the foundation. Greater things have yet to come. Greater Things are still to be done in the city.
Do you feel the mountains tremble? Do you hear the oceans roar?
Cause I know I do. It's a Phenomena.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Peace
A Psalm of David - Psalm 23.
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not be in want - I do not have any more needs or wants as God will provide. He is everything, the Alpha and the Omega. All have to do is trust in Him.
He makes me lie down in green pastures - We are his sheep, and He is our Shepherd. We are His people and He is God. He wants the best for us and if we obey Him, we will have all the good things in life. If only we believe and obey.
He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soul - And this hit me so hard. Remember when I talked about how God wants to quiet us with His love? Probably the same case scenario here. And HE RESTORES MY SOUL. Really! How many people can claim to do that! Our soul is so broken. We are so guilty, so covered with sin. But yet, God is able to change all that. Mind-blowing.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake - And then this saddens me. Because how many a times have I strayed from the path? FOR HIS NAME'S SAKE. Straying from the path then leads us away from God, not towards Him. We are going against His Name. We are rebelling against God.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with Me - It sums it up quite simply. I should fear nothing, for God is on my side. If God is with us, who can be against us?
Your rod and staff, they comfort me - This is a struggle. But it's between me, myself and I. God is ready to accept me with open arms, but will I allow myself to be comforted? Will you?
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies - You allow us to face our enemies with no fear. A table? Meant for eating, maybe? Love thy neighbour as thyself. If God can welcome us with open arms, even with all that we have done to hurt him; Us with all our guilt and sin and shame!, then we should do the same with our enemies.
You Anoit my head with oil - Simply put, God blesses us. He does. All He ever wanted was to share His love and have the best for us!
My cup overflows - God never stops giving. He gave us Jesus Christ, His greatest gift of all. Salvation is a gift, not a reward you have to work for.
Surely goodness and Love will follow me all the days of my life - Surely it will! GOD IS SO GOOD.
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever - Forever and ever. Eternity. Never-ending love and grace. With the One you love; the One who gave you life and breath, the saviour who can move the mountains; the one who made the blind see and the lame walk; the one who promises us heaven, who promises ever-lasting love.
Please, pray for me.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be trouble and do not be afraid. John 14:27
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not be in want - I do not have any more needs or wants as God will provide. He is everything, the Alpha and the Omega. All have to do is trust in Him.
He makes me lie down in green pastures - We are his sheep, and He is our Shepherd. We are His people and He is God. He wants the best for us and if we obey Him, we will have all the good things in life. If only we believe and obey.
He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soul - And this hit me so hard. Remember when I talked about how God wants to quiet us with His love? Probably the same case scenario here. And HE RESTORES MY SOUL. Really! How many people can claim to do that! Our soul is so broken. We are so guilty, so covered with sin. But yet, God is able to change all that. Mind-blowing.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake - And then this saddens me. Because how many a times have I strayed from the path? FOR HIS NAME'S SAKE. Straying from the path then leads us away from God, not towards Him. We are going against His Name. We are rebelling against God.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with Me - It sums it up quite simply. I should fear nothing, for God is on my side. If God is with us, who can be against us?
Your rod and staff, they comfort me - This is a struggle. But it's between me, myself and I. God is ready to accept me with open arms, but will I allow myself to be comforted? Will you?
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies - You allow us to face our enemies with no fear. A table? Meant for eating, maybe? Love thy neighbour as thyself. If God can welcome us with open arms, even with all that we have done to hurt him; Us with all our guilt and sin and shame!, then we should do the same with our enemies.
You Anoit my head with oil - Simply put, God blesses us. He does. All He ever wanted was to share His love and have the best for us!
My cup overflows - God never stops giving. He gave us Jesus Christ, His greatest gift of all. Salvation is a gift, not a reward you have to work for.
Surely goodness and Love will follow me all the days of my life - Surely it will! GOD IS SO GOOD.
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever - Forever and ever. Eternity. Never-ending love and grace. With the One you love; the One who gave you life and breath, the saviour who can move the mountains; the one who made the blind see and the lame walk; the one who promises us heaven, who promises ever-lasting love.
Please, pray for me.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be trouble and do not be afraid. John 14:27
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