Wednesday, August 09, 2006

30 days

nth much to blog about.
in a few hours time it'll be exactly a month to my prelims.

and well, mom got a pup 2 days ago; the whole family deliberated on its (his) name for the longest time, before settling on the pleasantly sounding Ping An. (which means peace in chinese)

Yar. Ping An... a chinnnnese name.
consider how i'm not exactly a linguistic prodigy in the field of mandarin, and how i would sound totally off each time i call for the lil tyke, u can guess i wasn't over the moon about it.
But trust me, it was the better end of the bone.

Mom wanted to call it "Tornado". I swear.

Actually that would be undeniably amusing. Just imagine walks in the park.
all the weird stares.
but then again it'd all be made worthwhile to see just ONE idiot ducking.
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It's not me to reporoduce emails but this one caught my attention, especially against the backdrop of tiresome study and penning ridiculously long and pointless expositions. (see last entry)

it went:

"Geography Of A Woman"
Between 18 and 22,
a woman is like Africa;
half discovered, half wild, naturally beautifulwith fertile soil.

Between 23 and 30,
a woman is like America;
well developedand open to trade, especially for someonewith cash.

Between 31 and 35,
a woman is like India;
very hot, relaxedand convinced of her own beauty.

Between 36 and 40,

a woman is likeFrance;
gently aging but still warm,and a desirable place to visit.

Between 41 and 50,
a woman is like Great Britain;
with a glorious and all conquering past.

Between 51 and 60,
a woman is like Yugoslavia;
lost the war and haunted by past mistakes.

Between 61 and 70,
a woman is like Russia;
very wide, and borders are now unpatrolled.

After 70, she becomes Tibet.
Wildly beautiful, with a mysterious past and the wisdom of the ages, only those with an adventurous spirit and a thirstf or spiritual knowledge visit there.

"Geography Of A Man"
Between 1 and 70,
a man is like Iraq --- ruled by a dick.


I am ostensibly outraged even as i'm typing.
Slurring Mockery and untruths, and may i say, a brash infringment of the values i hold steadfast in our society of civic-mindedness. Esp the value of being constantly up-to-date.

Everyone knows Iraq's no longer ruled by a dick.

Lesterrr
rawr!

Imperative: Do note that i do not claim ownership/copyrights to the joke in this entry. It is purely extracted from an email that was being circulated, which excluded proprietary detail. I also does not condone the stated propositions.

er, no animals were harmed in the process.
except Ping An... he was squealing like a dick.

Friday, August 04, 2006

episode 2.

check out episode 2 of Chad Vader- Day Shift Manager.



Like Gotham Writers' Workshop's "Fiction Gallery".
i'm halfway through this well-written antho. A bunch of poigant short stories for that half hour before your Zs.

speaking of anthos... i wonder whether my bridport poem has already been read...

Lester
"laaaaser check out system...."
"I command you to bring us menus!"

T & T

they say teachers always push you to greater heights.

Mr G, my endearing economics teacher was in a "benevolent" mood on wednesday. Upon discovering that threee quarts of the class had forgotten to bring a piece of work. He passed his sentence.
Naaaah. No detention, no corrected work order, perhaps they just weren't consistent with his fabled ingenuity. The lovable man didn't even raise his voice. He just wanted us to write a little ditty.

"The Trials and Tribulations of coming to class not prepared for tutorial"
1500 (freaking) words. to be handed up on friday.

wow. it's 1.30am in the morning. Alot of my classmates are still online. heh.

I actually broke the record for the largest amount of crap i have ever had to write in one sitting.
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tutor sam was such as asshole today.

k gotta trot back to mugging right now.

Lester
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