chuck norris therapy

and i just rediscovered this place: http://www.chucknorrisfacts.com

to pick a few good ones

• Chuck Norris can win a game of Connect Four in only three moves.
• Chuck Norris is the only man to ever defeat a brick wall in a game of tennis
• If you spell Chuck Norris in Scrabble, you win. Forever.
• Chuck Norris is the only human being to display the Heisenberg uncertainty principle -- you can never know both exactly where and how quickly he will roundhouse-kick you in the face.
• In an average living room there are 1,242 objects Chuck Norris could use to kill you, including the room itself.
• When Chuck Norris falls in water, Chuck Norris doesn't get wet. Water gets Chuck Norris
• Chuck Norris can divide by zero.
• Chuck Norris always knows the EXACT location of Carmen SanDiego.
• Chuck Norris ordered a Big Mac at Burger King, and got one.
• It takes Chuck Norris 20 minutes to watch 60 Minutes.
• Chuck Norris can touch MC Hammer

and these are only the first two pages

i should have looked for this years ago

How to Take a Power Nap

Scientists say that a successful midday nap depends on two things: timing and (no kidding) caffeine consumption. Experiments performed at Loughborough University in the UK showed that the sleep-deprived need only a cup of coffee and 15 minutes of shut-eye to feel amazingly refreshed.

Steps

1. Right before you crash, down a cup of java. The caffeine has to travel through your gastro-intestinal tract, giving you time to nap before it kicks in.
2. Close your eyes and relax. Even if you only doze, you'll get what's known as effective microsleep, or momentary lapses of wakefulness.
3. Limit your nap to 15 minutes. This should be easy, as the caffeine will wake you up since it blocks adenosine, the neurotransmitter that promotes fatigue. A half hour can lead to sleep inertia, or the spinning down of the brain's prefrontal cortex, which handles functions like judgment. This gray matter can take 30 minutes to reboot.

helpless as shit

joy is a wonderful feeling because it means you're happy

pain is a wonderful feeling because it means you're alive

but there's nothing wonderful about feeling helpless or guilty

put the two together and you might as well be in hell

shit like this just has to happen three days before exams doesn't it

fuck shit

centenary and strange conversation

how fitting that this should be my 100th post

a strange conversation. strange, but insightful, and necessary nevertheless, to clear both our minds

and i hope it's not the last. because it's a very good conversation to have. it settles the mind somewhat

yawn. time to play before i burn out

glory glory man united

EDIT: WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE DO THE WORLD A FAVOUR AND SHOOT JOHN BURRIDGE

i never thought i'd see someone worse than shebby singh

no wait i take that back. shebby singh is still worse

nice guys finish last

remember all those old looney tunes cartoons that we used to watch as a kid

remember the phrase 'nice guys finish last'

remember how in the end good triumphed over evil

now place that in context in the real world, and you realise that third statement tends rarely to happen

it is no longer in the best interests of the individual to be good or nice anymore. it's become all about survival, and to survive you must be ruthless. more so, to thrive your heart must be cast-iron.

sure there are exceptions to this. one has been sitting at the same table with me for many days now.

but it's not easily denied. it's not worth being the nice guy anymore

because nice guys do finish last.

post 99

i will carry you

When your world breaks down and the voices tell you turn around.
When your dreams give out I will carry you, carry you.
When the stars go blind and the darkness starts to flood your eyes.
When you're falling behind, I will carry you.

so you're worried that everyone will go away one day. as quickly as in 4 weeks' time even. and i can see that you're affected.

but i promise you here and now, never will i leave you

united till i die

united till i die
united till i die
i know i am, i'm sure i am
united till i die

leave it

leave them alone. they're not deserving of anything bad. they're you're friends

then why do feel

because they are your friends, moron

but it still doesn't change much. i don't even know what i feel

it's called jealousy

jealousy?

yeah jealousy. you're jealous of their happiness, which you want for yourself

then what do i do now

nothing, because there's absolutely nothing you can do. just wish them all the best

not now

nonononono

not now, not of all times

can't you wait until after exams

get out of my head. i need the space for other things. like econs.

leave me alone. why irritate me now.

just go. come back after exams

invictus

i found this poem ages ago, and it's a wonderfully inspiring poem

unfortunately it has far too many negative connotations, not least of which is that it was used as Timothy McVeigh (Oklahoma Bomber)'s final statement just prior to his execution

Invictus by William Ernest Hemley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.



i'm sure many people recognise those last two lines

and for those curious ones out there, invictus is latin for unconquered

multiple intelligences and personality

emo

i am far too emotional for my own good. or my own safety even.

and for all my self-denial, it still goes back to how she came into my life.

last day of school

the time has come and passed, and now there remains only three full weeks till the beginning of the end. how exciting

today was everything i could want it to be, though i still hold some regrets that there were a few things that i would also have wanted to do. mostly it involves just taking photos with people, some of whom i could be seeing a lot of next year in Tekong, and some of whom i may never see again for years.

it did seem to be a bit abrupt though. there was very little emotion around. it's like, suddenly i'm already at home, and it occurs to me that i won't ever have to glance at my wallet-timetable ever again. no more hoping that teachers are on mc (or in some cases have fallen down stairs, or even worse). no more standing/sitting/lying along the corridors during free time. no more rushing down to grab a bite during 20 minute breaks. and it ended just like that. so sad. oh well. time to move on

we also were voting for awards for prom, and i realise that in all my attempts, and for all the pressure on me, to achieve and maintain excellence, i am happiest hovering in mediocre obscurity. sure i'd love to be the good looking one, or the smart one, or the charismatic one, but someone has to be less than all that, for there to be anything beyond mediocrity, and for some reason i quite enjoy being out of the limelight. personal awards and accolades mean nothing. they merely serve to boost the ego, which can be unhealthy at times.

but the problem of being in intact classes for 2 years came back to haunt me today when i realised that half of those i voted for were either in .4 or .3, which is pathetic because for certain there are better individuals out there in the other classes who would be much more suited to fulfilling the 'requirements' of the various awards. well, too late to change anything now.

so just like that, school has ended, and i say again, i'm going to miss the people and the friendship that school gave me, which despite bill's stories of bonding and the such, i highly doubt can be found anywhere else for a long long time.

yawn

i am here blogging because the alternative is to write out an essay on protectionism, or an essay on FDI and barriers to economic development, or *shudder* an english essay on a poem about a watermelon.

school is pointless. i have more sleep time than lesson time tomorrow.

but it's the last two days of school. i'm too sentimental a person not to attend school for these two days.

i'm going to miss school

no wait scratch. as i told rong, i won't miss school so much as the people in the school.

including that monkey sitting next to me who has a predicted score of 43 points.

life would otherwise be so unbelievably dull.

to the good old days, when school was still fun.

internet back

well internet's finally back up. and i realise that i can actually live quite happily even without things like msn (though i did feel some regret and worry that my warbook kingdom was getting raped while i was away). i'm probably more productive without internet than with it, so assumption is that internet is detrimental to my progression

we'll see about that

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standing there just off to the side. she smiled at me and i smiled back. nothing more, but then more than ever did i want it all to change, that i wasn't walking away from her, that i would be by her side, and never was the feeling stronger. painful as it may be