student of life

Well Rounded Education

2007-04-02T22:11:00.000-05:00

Every now and then we will have a lecturer who decides to keep our interest in class by giving us "practical" aspects of the topic at hand. Today's class on drug abuse was a classic example of that.
Being a pharmacology class, she starts off by giving us a list of prescribed drugs which may be abused, and their effects on the different systems in the body. After getting all the text book examples out of the way the real teaching started.
This ranged from learning the steps in how to cut cocaine (ofcourse after indicating the therapeutic history of coca leaves) and make crack rocks, to quoting a recovering addict who stated that the first time he got high it felt like "a thousand orgasms".
Ofcourse being in Jamaica where one of our major export materials is cannabis, it goes without mention that much of the class was spent discussing the effects of Mary Jane...did you know that the effects of smoking a single joint will only last about 45 minutes, but if ingested (space cake, or bush tea) the effects may remain for a full 24hrs?
Heroine and party drugs were also spoken of, but not in any great deal. Of interest, one of the date rape drugs, Rohypnol (GHB) is actually a prescribed drug used as a sedative (aka Mexican Valium).
And on the schedule for tomorrow's learning we have a Pharmaco (yes, again) lab in which we observe the effects of ingesting large quantities of alcohol in a short period by virgin drinkers (sorry, none of y'all qualify; Trinis were actually banned from participating in this experiment because the liquor would disappear from the lab and surface on one of the halls).
If only all topics we had to cover on our syllabus were as interesting as above (sigh)

2007-03-27T18:46:00.000-05:00

How sad is it that when I first heard of the circumstances surrounding Pakistani coach Woolmer's death my first thought was Jamaican criminals don't have the patience to kill someone by asphyxiation? I mean if it was chopped to death, shot, stabbed, even acid burns then I would have asked why them couldn't behave until after cricket done and gone, or if they couldn't choose someone more low-profiled.
And, not meaning to sound cold but, under the assumption that he was killed by someone closer to home, why couldn't they do it in their own backyard? Why bring the bad publicity to us when we already have enough? Didn't they look and learn from the Escobar incident in 1994?

Big Up Ms. Jamaica

2007-03-13T12:21:00.000-05:00

Had to share this one, cause when I saw it I was rolling.
PS If you're in an office setting or around children I'ld suggest you lower the volume

Ghost of playouts past

2007-03-05T09:20:00.000-05:00

Recognise that sound gentle folks?
That's the sound of our past coming back to haunt us.

Church Heathen

2007-03-04T17:53:00.000-05:00

For all those like me who have not been able to catch it, or those who just like to see Sister Pam contribute her single tear to the collection plate

2007-02-21T22:37:00.000-05:00

"I have enough money to last me the rest of my life, unless I buy something."
- Jackie Mason

She lives!!

2007-02-14T23:52:00.000-05:00

Ok, so I haven't been the most active blogger...lol, I couldn't even say that with a straight face.
Let's just say I am not able to blog as often as I would like.

For those who haven't spoken with me, or seen me in awhile...I'm alive, though I do think UWI has a not so secret plot to kill me as well as all the other students who have had the poor sense of judgement to choose med as the life-long dream to pursue (thinking back on it I think I maybe should have chosen the secret agent gig... somehow having bullets shot at me seems better for my health).

As a new year approaches (Chinese new year, and yet another 22nd birthday) I would just like to say thanks to all family and friends who have supported me thru my insanity (and to those who offered to take me to Bellevue - gweh, dem stop give weh the free tin a milo); thanks to all those who helped me de-stress (even when they were playing Devil's advocate and knew I should be studying); thanks to those who avoided me while I was studying so as not to tempt me with glimpses of the alternative life (which involved kalooki, from which I am having severe withdrawal syndromes). Thanks guys, for these things, and soo much more.

So although it might seem weird and a bit late, in the ordinary western world, - happy new year and all the best. My personal wish is that this year be much better than last, and that it may bring you everything you wish for in life which is good (for you that is, cause if it's only good for someone else then it ain't much good to you is it?! unless it's that selfless love thing and you securing your space in Heaven, in which case you still benefiting and it ain't really selfless, then you not really getting into Heaven now are you and it goes back to being selfless(???)...sorry I started rambling, I'll stop just now)

2006-12-05T11:16:00.000-05:00

Am I the only one that's a slight bit disturbed with a renown ex-con like Akon's obsession with bending someone over and "smacking that"?
Just wondering if he's trying to tell us he was on the top bunk

"good deeds" a click away

2006-11-03T23:27:00.000-05:00

Most of us sit by our computers for hours per day, some only once a week.
Whether it's for work related purposes, checking e-mail, or chatting with friends over messenger maybe we could use a few seconds of that online time to do a bit of charity.
Listed below are links to websites which, with sponsored donations, will contribute daily to the causes you choose. All of this is at no monetary cost to you.

http://www.thehungersite.com
http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com
http://www.thebreastcancersite.com
http://www.thechildhealthsite.com
http://www.theliteracysite.com
http://www.therainforestsite.com

"if you can't feed 100 people, then just feed 1" ... Mother Teresa

2006-10-12T23:38:00.000-05:00

Ridin' Nerdy

Weird Al struck again. Before you know it he'll be remaking Matterhorn's Dutty Wine.
Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did.

infringement

2006-10-01T21:44:00.000-05:00

2006-09-05T22:12:00.000-05:00

I visited my second home today;
sat on the stage while reading my notes,
Enjoying the comfort of my familiar surroundings
This place where I made friends and family.
This place I can't let go.

I visited a friend today.
We spoke at lengths about God and love,
Homelands and carnival,
Sports and little pygmy-like creatures with high pitched voices dancing around a forest.
We spoke softly at first, then louder as we got deeper in conversation.
We disagreed at times, but in the end we always made music.

I visited a part of me today.
A part I'm not ready to give up, I'm not sure if I ever will be.
The new path in for my life questions how to stay and go at the same time.
I have the will so somehow I will find the way.
Until then, I know my home will always be waiting to welcome me.

Hungry?

2006-09-03T15:39:00.000-05:00

"Happy peanuts soar over chocolate covered mountain tops and waterfalls of caramel.
Prancing Nougat in the middle sings a song of satisfation to the world."

2006-08-31T21:05:00.000-05:00

So today, while driving around with my parents, I witnessed 3 traffic accidents.
2 were kinda typical - guy turning a corner not realizing that 1 of the 2 cars needing to give him way didn't stop, the other a honda ran right into/under the rear of a bus. They both resulted in pretty bad damages to the vehicles involved but noone seemed to be injured.
The third accident on the other hand was borne out of pure stupidity. So we're in the turn right lane to go from Trafalgar unto Knutsford. The traffic light to go straight down in the direction of Lady Musgrave was green while we had red.
This guy riding a brand new bike (like he just JUST got it) going straight, picks up speed and attempts to do a wheelie. The bike slipped from beneath him, he lost control and the bike threw him. While it skidded over to the far right of the road, hitting the curb and being deflected back into the road, the rider rolled to the far left side of the road, stopping just a few inches from a car which had stopped.
Someone up there liked him.
We got green, turned and pulled over to tell one of the many police officers in New Kingston, and proceeded on to the safety of home.

2006-08-26T23:09:00.000-05:00

The stupidity (and arrogance)of Americans has been a quality that I've learnt to adjust to whenever I visit the states. Most times they provide moments of amusement when difficulty in completing tasks which only require common sense makes you realize that common sense is quite uncommon.
While passing thru Miami International airport recently such a moment witnessed. I still can't fully get over the ridiculousness of the situation but it occured nonetheless. A typical American male, while trying to get thru security check to get to his gate, handed the officer at the door his boarding pass. Ofcourse the officer asked to see his passport, to which the man replied he had checked it in with his baggage.
?!?!?!
Despite his obvious disbelief at the man's ridiculous answer, the security officer pressed on to ask if he had any form of picture ID on him. The man again replied that he had checked it in with his luggage. He had checked in his wallet with all forms of ID with his luggage.
?!?!?!
Was it that this was his first international flight? He was unfamiliar with the procedures at the airport? He had done this by mistake?
I don't know but to make matters worse the guy then turns around and proceeds to cuss at the top of his lungs as if it was the security who was being stupid.
?
Ahh, It's good to be home. (for now)

idle chatter

2006-08-18T14:10:00.000-05:00

Can anyone please tell me what is Fergie's London bridge?
Or maybe I don't want to know.
I just don't understand which part of her anatomy resembles London Bridge and why it would want to go down cause some guy is coming round.

Congrats to Benji from So you think you can dance.
It was one of my stupid indulgencies this summer. Although I don't like "reality" tv there was something about watching that show from the begining when the idiots who thought they could dance came to try out and proved to be the typical "white man" with 2 left feet and no rhythm, to the end when it was between 2 great dancers with great personalities and superhuman flexibility doing things with their bodies I could only dream of doing.

Sat down and watched City of Angels which I haven't seen in years, but no matter how many times I see it I swear the person who wrote that script had 2 beliefs they wanted to get across to the audience... women are uhmm, witches, and God has a twisted sense of humour.
Not these are not true but...

Time

2006-08-08T02:20:00.000-05:00

It's been 7 weeks, 22 hours and 9 minutes since I last had the use of my vehicle, and all the freedom associated with it :(
I miss my subie.

Notice!

2006-07-24T01:07:00.000-05:00

Anyone knowing of a bitter, soon-to-be ex-wife out to get revenge on her cheating, good-for-nothing, stole-the-best-years-of-her-life, scumbag of a husband by selling his relatively new, apple-of-his-eye, in-great-condition motor vehicle for dirt cheap please pass her information on to me.
I'm in desperate need to be mobile again.

Who is guilty?

2006-07-01T17:09:00.000-05:00

Wife is dreaming in the middle of the night and suddenly shouts: "Up! Quick! My husband is back."
Man gets up, jumps out of the window, hurts himself, and then realizes: Damn, I am the husband!"
Who is guilty in this situation?

week in review

2006-06-29T23:12:00.000-05:00

For those who haven't been updated by the BBC-Hylton

This week has basically been anything but normal for me, but knowing that I will have to answer a few questions when next some of you see me I will give an edited review to act as a buffer.

On monday while driving to work from my sis I came across a line of traffic along Russell Heights. Slow moving but moving none the less.
Coming closer to the end of Russell Heights (where you start to notice an actual slope in the road and everyone around seems to be doing construction cause everywhere you look has sand and gravel on the side) the traffic lightens up and we all start moving at a moderate pace.
2 cars ahead a lady decided to stop to let someone out of their driveway so the car ahead of me stopped and I too stop. A few seconds after I hear skidding and felt a collision. Next thing I know I'm pushed into the car ahead of me and I'm still being pushed despite my foot flooring the brake pedal.
When we come out of our vehicles I realize that the guy behind me pushed me into the guy ahead who got pushed into the lady ahead who had decided to play good samaritan...that's right, 4 cars.
Guy who crashed into me (Nicholas) came over to check how I am, apparently I'm not looking to great. He suggested I lock off my engine, didn't even realize it was still running. Guy I ran into (Peter) came over to check on me too, maybe I'm really not looking good. Next thing I know the lady at the head of the collision (Nicole) has me seated in the car doing breathing exercises. Tried to protest but decided against it cause all 3 drivers seemed to insist on thinking I don't look well. Deep breath in, deep breath out.
So we get to the exchange of documents part, and I reached to hand Nicholas my papers (by now we all on a first name basis and quite social, would have been a nice group except for the meeting circumstances), and I can't stop my hands from shaking which completely went against the cool, adult composure I was going for (but then again that was probably shot to bits when I was forced to do breathing exercises on the side of the road).
Cutting a long story short (ha...too late) the police came cause by then we had started to make traffic back up. My sis came to check on me and make sure I was ok. The third parties babied me and kept asking if I was ok, would have liked to tell them I would have been better if I wasn't then but couldn't get the words out; on the plus side they collected all their respective info for me so I guess there is something to say for being babied. We eventually all left afterwhich my bro managed to make it thru the traffic to check on me, but alas, already gone.

Car felt weird. Driving to work I tried to remember if that was how the steering had felt before. There was a new sound coming from the front of my car that had me more concerned. Prayed to God that I would make it to my office to explain to my supervisor, she would let me take the rest of the day, and that I would make it home safely. God grants wishes, I'll tell you that.
So I got the rest of the day, drove home, had my mom and dad fuss over me for a bit, even more so after they saw the car, went to my insurance company, the police and then the doctor who sent me for xrays (yes, I know...my priorities are a bit screwed up but that was the way the traffic took me and considering is ride I begging...)

Tuesday is much less eventful, thank God, but the pain I was feeling in my neck from the day before was ridiculous. The cataflam helped a bit as did the voltaren but the pain felt masked rather than gone. Work dragged for what seemed like forever and when evening came I decided to go home and rest instead of going to pan (sorry guys)

Wednesday heard I had to go get fitted for a collar during lunch. Protested. Tried convincing my mom and my doctor the pain wasn't all that but they had pretty convincing rebuttals so gave in and got a new accessory to go with my wardrobe. On the plus side I got to introduce mom to Rae's sis.
Returned to work and had heads turning, people who didn't notice me before stopping to ask me a million and one questions, having to tell a shorthanded story (someone rearended me) over and over, along with the phrase "it looks much worse than it really is".
Regarding my Subie which the mechanic checked out on Tuesday, apart from the apparent rear of vehicle - bumper, lights, trunk; right door which can no longer close, roof which bent right above said door; and front of vehicle, bumper, lights, and hood, the chassis is bent so he's thinking of putting it as a write-off :(
So now I have insurance, half a tank of gas, all paperwork up-to-date, a rand new battery and no vehicle. I miss my subie and the freedom it allowed me. ahh.
The rest of the week, as "eventful" as it is shaping up to be is kept under wraps even from BBC, and not all that interesting either so nothing anyone really missing out on.
I'll be returning to pan soon but my doc has me under strict rest restrictions which I'll be trying to bend soon.
On the plus side, I haven't hurt my hands.

2006-06-26T00:24:00.000-05:00

A Jamaican woman was walking along the banks of Dunn's River Falls when she stumbled upon an old empty bottle. She picked it up and rubbed it, and lo-and-behold a Genie appeared.
She talked with him awhile then the Genie told her he would grant her ONE wish. She said she heard from a cousin that she would get three wishes if she ever found a Genie.
The Genie said, "Nope, sorry three-wish genies nuh real, me is strictly a ONE-WISH Genie.So... what yuh want?"
The woman didn't hesitate. She said, "I want peace in the Middle East. See this map, I want these countries to stop fighting with each other and I want all the Arabs to love Jews and Americans and vice-versa. It will bring about world peace and harmony.
"The Genie looked at the map and exclaimed, "Lawd Lady, A wah wrang wid yu? PLEASE BE REASONABLE! Dem countries yah a war fi how much thousands of years. Mi shut up inna dis bockle fi 'bout five hundred of dem dey years! Mi good but mi nuh dat good! Mi nuh know if mi can grant dis one. Do Lady, mek another wish!! Mi a beg yuh... Be reasonable.
"The woman thought for a minute and said, "Well, I've never been able to find the right Jamaican man... You know, one that is considerate and fun, likes to dance and helps with the cooking & house cleaning, is great in bed and is FAITHFUL. That's what I wish for...a good Jamaican man.
The Genie let out a long sigh, shook his head and said,"Mek mi see di map again!!!!"

as a side note

2006-05-27T00:45:00.000-05:00

Blame being home on a friday night (yes Meli, my choice) with net access after watching an episode of HOUSE, but who knew that Hugh Laurie (Gregory House) was Mr. Little from Stuart Little (the movie with the little white mouse which a family adopted Mark), or Stuart Little 2 if you missed the first one.
Didn't realize until I read it, then it seemed so obvious.

PS also blame Aida, she quoted House in her blog.

It's Human Nature

2006-05-27T00:13:00.000-05:00

Ok, so apparently a few people are bitter about my previous blog.
As much as I would like to sympathize I still stand my ground that they were fore-warned.

"Don't look down!"
"not for your eyes"
Why is it people's curiosity spike after being told similar statements?
Why is it that people go against advice, no matter how sound or justified?
Even Adam felt obligated to not listen when told "don't eat the apple", and look Who did the telling (and now I suffer with cramps each month, why?!)
Is it just that they need to know what someone is trying to hide from them, even if it's irrelevant to them (ie is faas dem faas).
or is it defiance, and noone's going to tell them what not to do, even if it is in their best interest.

Whatever the reasoning
POSTED BELOW IS AN X3 SPOILER!

Did that make y'all any happier?

Not for your eyes

2006-05-25T21:52:00.000-05:00

I can't stay silent any longer.
Money spent on my collection wasted.
Getting up early on a saturday morning in vain.
With each movie I get my hopes up that maybe, just maybe they'll get this one right.
Maybe this time the characters will be like they should,
this time the comic-based storyline will be as I remember it.
So many nights wasted with a flashlight under my sheets when I should have been sleeping.
Why do I give my trust so blindly, and why does Stan Lee keep disappointing me?!
Just to recap,
1st movie
Jean too old, or Scott too young...atleast they got the annoying thing down.
Rogue has not a stitch of a southern accent, and she's a student.
Bobby who should be one of the ORIGINAL x-men is a student...a student?!
Halle, I love you girl, but you so ain't storm.
They atleast got prof Xavier right, and Wolverine wasn't too bad so let's give them a chance

2nd movie
Definately better than the first, things starting to look up.
It still not Xmen but you can see where them trying.
Rogue still ain't Rogue, and Storm still look like she sporting a dancehall wig but I'll continue to give them a chance

3rd movie
Who the hell suggested giving them a chance?!
Where do I begin...
on a positive note, the fight scenes were good and they changed Storm's go-go wig.
Now to the meat of the matter...
What the $%#@
so Jean returns as the Phoenix, who is not the guardian of the crystal ( as us comic/ cartoon people know her) but a split personality created when Xavier tried to control Jean's powers in her childhood.
They killed Scott in the first quarter of the movie... he didn't even get to put up a fight.
They introduced Juggernaut, but him and prof X just pass each other like strangers in the night (hello?! brothers)
Did I mention that they kill Xavier before intermission? oops, did I let that spill?
They introduced Archangel but don't ask me why.
They "cured" mystique before any of the real action started, not to mention Rogue so I don't know what Anna Paquin got paid for.
you catch a glimpse of psylocke near the ending but don't ask me her role.
Speaking of the ending, Magneto gets "cured"; and even though they throwing around these syringes with the mutant antibodies like is free water in the middle of rainy season, Wolverine kills Jean/Phoenix instead of just curing her. Go figure.
So if you keeping score of the major characters
3 get dead, and 3 get cured.

There were other complaints but those were the major ones that have been bugging me since Tuesday (and before for the others), and to think I had such high hopes for this movie.
Truth be told, if they just change the name of the movie I'ld be fine cause it was pretty decent as a movie, it just wasn't Xmen. hmm...superhumans, mutants unite, aneuploidy,... something, anything other than Xmen.
Feel bad for those that nuff up themselves and go past the title thinking is suss and I ruin the movie for them, oh well... such is life.

somethings money can't buy

2006-05-25T00:11:00.000-05:00

running down your charted bus in the middle of rain up Mount Rosser . . . priceless!

staying in a pool with friends from 3:30 until sunrise . . . priceless!

helping to organize an activity for the lyme committee so they feel included . . . priceless!

...and in headline news

2006-05-25T00:06:00.000-05:00

Pirates in the Caribbean
-since the start of the year there have been 3 pirate attacks in Jamaican waters.
The proper authorities are presently considering listing Jamaica as on of the hot spots for piracy.

Armed robbery at CIBC
-2 tellers were held at gun point and robbed of a sum approximating $900,000. ( give or take a couple thousands).

(now may I please ask, when the heck did the criminals start idolizing hollywood so?!)

more blogging to come...

2006-05-23T22:16:00.000-05:00

ok, so I know I haven't I blogged in (let's call it) awhile.
but it's summer now and I've begun work.
I've been settling in my schedule and it's looking pretty nice,
so I'm happy to say I'll be returning to the blogging community very soon.

2006-01-09T22:44:00.000-05:00

I've never really thought of myself as a commitment-phobic person but recently I have so many friends around me talking of marriage and planning weddings - they're dropping like flies everywhere I look. I was beside one such friend when his girlfriend of a year calls to tell him she's looking at land for building, and she's about 5 yrs younger than me.
It honestly started freaking me out.The first thought that comes to mind is what are these people doing talking marriage when they have their whole lives ahead of them, then reality hit - they may actually be on the right track/ time line and it's me who's out of it.I'm mid-20s now. Don't know exactly what that means, but for years I've gotten the question on my birthday "so how does it feel to be (insert appropriate age here)?" and my answer has always been "same as when I was (insert previous age here)".Then one day it creeps up on you that you're mid-20s, mid-20s! I know I've changed but I don't know when.When did I enter the age of marriage and children and steady jobs?

2005-12-04T00:18:00.000-05:00

Whenever I can't remember what last this government has done to "benefit" me
I think of one of our oldest and still popular pasttimes in Jamaica
... dodging potholes!
Fun if you're good at it, expensive if you're not.
Have fun driving.

upsetting news

2005-11-26T12:55:00.000-05:00

Sometimes I swear that I'm going to stop listening to and reading all form of news. But I must be a sucker for punishment.
So driving to school yesterday morning listening to Fame. 7:32, news report starts, at the end of which I was literally cussing and shouting in the car.
A corp. went to a police station (not his own). There he drank water out of a cup that was apparently someone elses. He was accosted and assaulted for his offence. He tried explaining to them that he was an officer, at which point they proceded to beat the living crap out of him for impersonating an officer. I wasn't until he was rushed to hospital that they confirmed his story.
End result - he's lost use of both arms and probably won't be able to walk again.

Now
1. is suing them enough??? All the man did was drink water and tell the truth, and for that he's now handicapped.
2. This is how barbaric we have become... a simple offence and we beat to kill and ask questions later.
3. These were our law enforcers doing this! Does this worry anyone else?! Is this a regular occurance?
4. Would we have heard this story if the victim was not a police officer?

I love my island but trust me, when I hear crap like this I honestly wonder if I should to stay here to live when I finish with school.
It's bad enough that the police can't protect you against the gunmen cause they trying to cover their own ass, but now police attacking police!

Blog in 60 words

2005-11-20T21:39:00.000-05:00

Alas, I now have something else distracting me from maintaining my blog other than school.
And it's another blog.
I got B's book last night and needless to say finished it shortly after. And now with www.panin60.blogspot.com I get a continual supply and get to contribute. Not that I won't still post here, but you'll know where to find me.

P.S. Above is actually 60 words.

2005-11-17T12:05:00.000-05:00

Have you guys ever thought of how many people have us in their photo albums?
How many people have included us in their collection of memories on their special day? - graduations, weddings, anniversaries, etc.
How many people we have crossed paths with.
How many people we are going to cross paths with.
Just thought it was interesting.

2005-11-02T13:45:00.000-05:00

Hi,
I'm Nicki and I'm a broke, first year University student.
I have exams in 4 weeks and just last week was told that we have group presentations to prepare and present a week before our exams.
Don't ask me what I know for my exams cause I've just been trying to keep up with classes and lab reports. Would have liked to have that free block of time that was on our schedule to study but alas, POLs.
The flu is going around; the guy behind me just sneezed 7 time in a row (I ain't exaggerating). I can almost feel the microbes enter my nasal passages from the circulating AC.
Can't afford to get sick. Can't take the drugs cause they make me sleep. As it is right now I can't afford to sleep. But if I don't sleep I can't concentrate in class and I get sick easily. But I can't afford to get sick. Ahh.
Hi, I'm Nicki...

The Syndrome Theory

2005-10-23T14:52:00.000-05:00

Last night a particular bass pan player who shall remail nameless disclosed an interesting theory based on observations he made when he first arrived in Jamaica.
See, when he first reached UWI he was hard pressed to find any attractive females, which was rather disheartening for him, having just left Trinidad and all with atleast "4 out of any 5" females being gorgeous. He even went as far as to keeping tally with his other Trini friend to see how many encounters with beautiful females they would have in a day, which sadly was rarely more than 1, if that lucky.

At this point now there was some weak attempt by one of the Jamaican guys at the table to disagree, to which this nameless bass player who likes to whine on pans, poles and anything else he can to every type of music possible, basically said that the standard of Jamaican men has been lowered... and something to the effect of ignorance is bliss was chimed in.

He did state though that he found that the more time he spent in Ja the better the females started to look...he went as far as to calling the effect "a syndrome".
Note, this is not to be confused with getting to know a person who doesn't look all that great but because they have a wonderful personality they start to look better to you. No, apparently we jamaican women have something somewhat "infectious" about us that despite our apparent initial "grotesque" appearance, the more time you spend around us the better we will start to look.
Later in trying to "help" a few of us girls understand better, One of the guys even went as far as to compare it to a sailor who has been out to sea and hasn't been with a female in a looooooong time thinking that the first woman he sets eyes on is gorgeous though she might actually look like a horse's arse.

So there is the theory, which I have tried to relate in as an unbiased way as I can in order to get objective feedback from you guys.
Agree or disagree?

Luck vs. Power

2005-10-17T19:30:00.000-05:00

You Are Balanced - Realist - Empowered

You feel your life is controlled both externally and internally.
You have a good sense of what you can control and what you should let go.
Depending on the situation, you sometimes try to exert more control.
Other times, you accept things for what they are and go with the flow.

You are a realist when it comes to luck.
You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random.
You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you...
But you do your best to try to make your own luck.

You have a good deal of power, but you also know the pecking order.
You realize that working the system does get you further.
You know who to defer to and who to control.
When it comes to the game of life, you play things flawlessly.

The Three Dimension Luck and Power Test

?

2005-10-15T21:50:00.001-05:00

How is it that weeks can be rushing by before my very eyes and at the same time I'm bucking in 1 hr classes that feel like they last atleast 3 hrs?
(And yes I do know and understand the theory of relativity.)

sleep style

2005-09-28T13:10:00.000-05:00

What Your Sleeping Position Says

You are calm and rational.
You are also giving and kind - a great friend.
You are easy going and trusting.
However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.

What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?

me?

2005-09-28T12:52:00.000-05:00

Your Personality Profile

You are dependable, popular, and observant.
Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.
In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.

You are unique, creative, and expressive.
You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.
And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!

The World's Shortest Personality Test

blogging

2005-09-12T12:53:00.000-05:00

do like JK Rowling and making readers wait forever and a day - check

Thanks D,
Now seriously guys, would you rather I write arbitrary, unattached blogs that have no great significance to you or me just for the sake of blogging everyday?

Ain't it better when the posts actually are personal? yes they're few and far between, but let's face it, it keeps you anticipating the next one.
Heck you should start betting on how long the next one takes to be posted and make some money on my inconsistency.

surviving week 1

2005-09-11T14:44:00.000-05:00

Getting accepted to University - check
Paying tuition and miscellaneous - check
Getting books and equipment - work in progress
Getting aquainted with the other 184 people in my classes - work in progress
Surviving the first week - check

Well guys, it's been a week and so far I've survived to tell the tale.
I can happily report that's it's not a bad as I thought it would be but, mind you, this has only been the first week and they've only been "introducing" us to the different subject areas. I can honestly say that coming into the last days of the week when the courses started to pick up momentum I saw several glimpses of how bad it could potentially get, and yet I still have this dreadful feeling that I really have no idea.
Half of the lecturers are boing as expect, but the others surprisingly have a sense of humour. The lecture theatre is freezing...but we have new chairs, which anyone having seen the originals will understand how great that is.

Sharing my classes with 184 people is another experience. Now we've been in a group of a little over 30 people who have disagreements in meeting, and so we know how difficult and noisy it can get trying to decide stuff that most people can agree with. Now try to imagine that about 5 time worse cause there are more opinions and even when people have the same opinion but worded differently they disagree with each other. (don't be fooled into thinking these are med-students who should be "mature" enough to come to a consensus... you'ld be sadly disappointed).

All in all though it's been a good week, no complaints yet.
I still want to cut off that lecturer's thing though Hayden (and no perverts, it's nothing dirty)
Next week - working with cadavers

the carnival is over...almost

2005-08-24T18:45:00.000-05:00

After serveral weeks of my life of recent have been dedicated to concert preparation, I am proud to report that our united efforts have been a great success, finding good reviews in everyone whom I've spoken to, famailiar and stranger alike.
Unfortunately I find myself feeling as if I'm supposed to be doing something in the evenings, and I am still unable to go to sleep before midnight. Oh well, it worth it.
I'm quite proud of a compliment I received on sunday afternoon past from a gentleman and his wife who, both from trinidad, asked if I was from Trinidad because I played and danced as if I were born behind a pan (blush, blush). At moments like that the lost of time, the lack of energy, and the several hours spent at practice (latest being to 4am) were all worth it.
All in all, I'ld have to say that I'ld do it again. This concert season was actually fun and a great success with the newspaper critics, building friendships and ahmmm...increasing tolerance.
Although the end of it is uncertain right now (keep a weathered eye on the sunday horizon) now is time to get back to life outside of pan.

day? night? huh?

2005-08-15T01:53:00.000-05:00

The date on my last post reads July, yet I can't remember it being that long ago.
The days all seem to be merging. Between working on stuff for my family in the days and running to pan in the afternoon until late night, I no longer have a concept of time.
sometimes I swear I'm going a little crazy. Last week in the pan yard the countdown-to-concert chart went from 11 days to 3days...in just one night.
I remember having some shadow of a life before this summer began, or perhaps I only imagined it. The scary thing is that it's been so long that I'm really starting to believe that I did imagine it.

Hurricane-free weekend

2005-07-24T18:24:00.000-05:00

I would like to take this time to thank God for the first time since July started that -

I haven't had to get stuck in traffic in the middle of the day because of people clammering to get last minute hurrican supplies,

I did not have to hear those annoying update bulletins that revealed nothing new that you haven't heard over 50 times in a 2 day time span,

much needed concert practice has been cancelled, and pans packed away in little corner (and dang, those pans heavy),

people have had to tape up their windows and glass doors (I'ld like to add myself in that list, but unfortunately most of the tape since Ivan refuses to budge, so oh well, everything for a reason),

good tv time was wasted on the weather channel, which mind you, had interesting shows that only proved that americans didn't hear the parable about the man who built his house on sand, or learn that if the hurricane blew away your first trailer home then chances are it will blow away your second, and third, and...; then again in their defence, there are come Jamaicans who quite "brilliantly" insist on living on river bank... stupid people are every where you go,

weekend events have been postponed (yea for RochD who kept her date), only for the time to come and not a drop of rain,

Observations

2005-07-21T00:56:00.000-05:00

Ever notice how...
when driving, there is never any oncoming traffic until you are able to over-take the guy you've been stuck behind.

it rains right after you've washed the car or done your hair.

you could have nothing much doing for days upon days and the moment someone asks you to do something 20 other people remember what they wanted you to do for them too.

it takes a long period of time to earn money, but minutes to spend it, especially if you have bills (I hate going paymaster)

the moment you leaving the house or you step in the shower, the phone rings. (this also works for the moment you finally fall asleep).

when you leaving the house you have this nagging feeling in the back of your mind as you step away that you didn't lock the door properly or squeeze down the padlock and have to go back and check; or when you're out you have this feeling that you forgot to do something like turn off an appliance.

Just thought I'ld share a few observations. I have others in the back of my mind but put these which I thought most people could relate to. Please feel free to share others if you think of any.

Party anyone?

2005-07-19T00:03:00.000-05:00

Just when I think Americans can't get any weirder they go and out-do themselves ...

so sometime during the week I'm reading a magazine and found myself reading an article about cuddle parties. Yes, cuddle parties.
Apparently you pay money to go in a room with a bunch of strangers, lie on a floor and cuddle each other till the end of the session.
Before any of you get any ideas, there are ground rules laid down - no groping, not dry humping, and if you do anything that makes another person uncomfortable and they bring it to your attention then you have to stop. There is a chaperone to enforce said rules, and if you're caught breaking any then you're thrown out.
(PS if you guys get a little "aroused" that's ok, but you are not to act on it.)
Cuddling apparently involves hugging, footrubs, massages, stroking hair, etc.
Apparently it gives you the intimacy usually craved in relationships (predominantly by the female) without the sexual anxiety (...)

They also have other unusual parties such as silent parties, in which you're not to say anything or make a sound and all communication is to be done via writing.

and, I could not dream of leaving out the furry parties.
For those of you who watch CSI, yes they are real; for those of you who don't, a furry party is basically one in which the participants dress and act like the animal they most believe themselves to be (and by animal, humans aren't included in the list). and for the sexually freaky among them, they have fur piles which are like cuddle parties but without the rules. Mind you, all of this happens in costume.
These people also don't limit themselves to parties, they have whole conventions. An entire week/weekend devoted to skreeching, and sniffing and grooming.

Hey who knows, maybe we could consider one of these themes for our next Christmas lyme...
nah, I don't think so

an answer

2005-07-09T00:36:00.000-05:00

hmm...
Interesting bass reaction. I'm actually tempted to leave it open a little longer just to see if most people's train of thoughts follow the basses.
Those answers though correct in in their own right, were not the one I was looking for. Props to Al, she came the closest.
And the answer we were looking for was...

...cabbage!

a riddle

2005-07-07T21:30:00.000-05:00

"What goes in all stiff and stout, but when it comes out it's flopping about?"

The simple things in life...

2005-06-27T19:34:00.000-05:00

Spending half the day getting lost in worlds of adventure, action, mystery courtesy of Barnes and Noble.

Lounging around in a wonderfully soft cotton robe in an air-conditioned room with the next care in the world being "where shall I go for dinner tonight"

Recanting old stories and laughing with my best-friend about stupid things that people used to do.

the bat flies again

2005-06-20T01:04:00.000-05:00

Ok, so apparently the fifth time is the charm.
I won't tell y'all about the movie other than to say it's as close to how I imagined batman should have been portrayed...dark and edgy, like in the comic books.
I think Christian Bale has taken over from Michael Keaton as my all time favourite batman, though I may be biased since starting my appreciation of his work since Christmas eve 1994 (HBO saturday premier of "little women").
Ok, now that I seem a bit obsessive I think I'll stop now.
Go see it and tell me what you think.

And in today's news...

2005-06-17T23:31:00.000-05:00

Today was filled with such interesting and colourful news that I couldn't help but blog about it. I guess I'll give in the order that heard it.

Four guys decided to try and rob a Superplus in Whitehouse, Westmoreland. The police arrived on the scene and a shoot-out proceeds which left the police behind their highly perforated vehicle. Two of the robbers tried to sneak out dressed as Superplus employees, a disguise which the crowd gathered near saw through and proceeded to chop up the two guys.
Having seen what happened to their partners the other two decided to try and wait out the police in the supermarket. The police threw in canisters of tear gas and the two guys tried escaping through the back exit. Whether it was the police who caught them first or the crowd, the outcome was the same... They got chopped up.
Moral of the story...If you're going to steal, don't do it in Whitehouse,
Westmoreland.

A girl found out that her guy was cheating and in her anger she grabbed one of his testicles with her acrylic nails and let's just say he's got one less ball to juggle.
Moral of the story...If you gonna cheat, make sure you're girl don't got fake nails.

A group of guys tried to rob a tavern in St. Mary. A police officer who was inside at the time challenged to guys at which point they ran. One of the guys, not knowing the layout of the area, jumped out a window which happened to be directly over a precipice. Needless to say he's all broken up over the incident.
Moral of the story... God's got a sense of humour too.

radio silence broken

2005-06-16T02:02:00.000-05:00

Hey guys, sorry I haven't blogged in awhile.
As of last week I am free!
Since then I've been on a book binge... More specifically, a Patterson binge.
Having covered four novels in about five days, I now have need to surface. The break, sadly enough, is cause by lack of new reading material rather than choice. All the better either way, need to start focusing on the less fictitious aspect of life.
I don't have that much to blog about right now, but just wanted to let y'all know that I remember my internet-means of escape from exam stress post-exam

what a longdistance b*tch-slap feels like

2005-06-01T11:32:00.000-05:00

Aaaaurrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

"smarter" than the average bear

2005-05-30T00:43:00.000-05:00

Guys I couldn't make this up if I tried.

Yogi Berra was apparently one of America's favourite baseball players who, in my opinion, got hit one too many time in the head with the ball or the bat. At the end of this you can feel free to suggest which one.
Here are a few of his quotes...enjoy

1.It ain't over till it's over.
2.This is like deja vu all over again.
3.You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I'm not hungry enough to eat six.
4.When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
5.The future ain't what it used to be.
6.A nickel ain't worth a dime anymore.
7.It's tough to make predictions, especially about the future.
8.I knew I was going to take the wrong train, so I left early.
9.Baseball is ninety percent mental. The other half is physical.
10.Nobody goes there anymore because it's too crowded.
11.I don't know (if they were men or women fans running naked across the field). They had bags
over their heads.
12.You've got to be very careful if you don't know where you are going because you might not
get there.
13.I don't want to make the wrong mistake.
14.If people don't want to come out to the ballpark, how are you going to stop them?
15.In theory there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice there is.
16.Interviewer - "Why, you're a fatalist !"
Yogi Berra - "You mean I save postage stamps? Not me."
17.Little League baseball is a very good thing because it keeps the parents off the streets.
18.Mrs. Lindsay - "You certainly look cool."
Yogi Berra - "Thanks, you don't look so hot yourself."
19.I'm not going to buy my kids an encyclopedia. Let them walk to school like I did.
20."That ain't the way to spell my name."--After he got a check that read 'Pay to bearer'.
21.How can you hit and think at the same time?
22.You can observe a lot just by watchin'
23.Always go to other people's funerals; otherwise, they won't go to yours.
24.Never answer an anonymous letter.
25.We made too many wrong mistakes.
26.When asked what time it is: "Do you mean now?"
27.For a spring training drill, Yogi instructed his players to: "Pair off in threes."
28.Reporter: "What would you do if you found a million dollars?"
Yogi: "If the guy was poor, I'd give it back."
29.I usually take a two hour nap from one to four.
30.You give 100% in the first half of the game, and if that isn't enough, in the second half you
give what's left.
31.I never said most of the things I said.

Hope y'all had fun

quote

2005-05-28T20:28:00.000-05:00

"You should always go to other people's funerals or they won't go to yours"
-Yogi Berra

In a galaxy far, far away...

2005-05-19T13:11:00.000-05:00

Well my morning started as early as I could allow it...6am, ridiculous hour to be up, but I remembered the mad crowd that was there the last time Palace dicided to pull this stunt with Matrix,and off to Sovereign I went.
From the road I could see a small crowd of people gathering by the shutter near the C and W shackand I decided to go around to the other side.As luck would have it this side was empty and surprise, surprise, the shutters were up.Hurridly walking under before anyone else discovered this little secret, I was stopped half way to the stairs (darn it) by a security guard who kindly asked me to wait on the other side.
On the other side the crowd stood up against the shutter as if they were in a concentration camp and they could smell freedom on the other side. Some took to grinding there feet in the ground like they were bulls about to charge. Thankfully this stopped after an hour and they realised the shutter was not going to spontaneously shoot up without warning and their only chance of getting to see the movie was if they trampled everyone in their way. At one point the cleaning crew came thru the shutter and the sound of the shutter moving up apparently invoked some animalistic insticts in people who tried to scrape under. Go figure. You'ld swear this movie contained the secrets of immortality, but only for the first 25 patrons (all they got was a free ticket each).
Moving on...
with a text book to keep me company (yeah, right) and texts from PJ and Hayden, I sat by the side until Hayden came and he pointed out Rohan, and the three of us sat together.
The guard came over to the shutter, looking quite terrified and started trying to reason with some of the guys pressed up against the metal. By the way, no...it was not crebs acting like this. After realising the gate HAD to go up at 8am for business to start, he pulled on the chain, the shutters came up, and they were off!With a mad dash down the passage and up the stairs the crowd went. Not as many people fell as you'ld expect. I personally expected to see more damage; after all, I got out of my bed at 6am, I deserved some form of amusement.
Gingerly I squeezed between the crowd, until I had reached the middle of the line and kindly informed the person who just reached in behind me that I was holding aspace for 3 other persons...it's good to be a girl.
So finally we reach inside and (skip advertisements and previews...Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Monster in law, and Madagascar look good) the movie starts.
15 minutes in I realise that I'm sitting beside "that guy". You all know him...the guy who has to laugh at all the one liners, and makes the swooshing sound when the light sabers are in motion. Yeah, now you remember, "that guy".
Well I'm not going to spoil the movie by telling y'all how it went (call me when you've watched it), but I will say that Mr. Lucas didn't do too badly with a movie that everyone (who has every the original Star Wars and Episode 2) already knows the plot. And although the trailers may feel like they give too much of the movie away, there is still much more than meets the eye.
Watch the movie, you should...good or bad, it's purpose it served.

Thursday 8:30am

2005-05-16T22:07:00.000-05:00

Hello good and gentle people,
My exams start on wednesday and I am anticipating the need to relax and unwind after the stress. So one one of my free days between exams (namely, Thursday morning at 8:30) I will be joining the line to be one of the firsts to witness the completion of George Lucas' Star Wars legacy.
If you're free at that time and actually willing to part from your bed then I guess I'll see you there for your free popcorn.

Hayden's list

2005-05-13T22:25:00.000-05:00

Hayden I tried my darndest to ignore the addition of "Van Helsing" to your list, and even "Demolition man" (I'll put that down as you have something for Wesley Snipes)
but to have not included "Godfather" is the insults of all insults.
Yes, I acknowledge that the book was better than the movie (And with the exception of LOTR, minus ROTK how many movies surpass the book), but it still deserves respect and a place near the top of your list for being the masterpiece it is in it's own right.
How many one-liners have been spawned from this one movie (note, I have not mentioned 2&3)? I'm sure that some of y'all don't even know where you get some of your phrases until you rewatch the movie.
If you haven't watched it, watch it
If you have, watch it again.

Questions

2005-05-12T12:20:00.000-05:00

I'm curious, is it really better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? Did the first person to coin this phrase ever have a broken heart? Doesn't it contradict "ignorance is bliss"? or did it come before, and therefore "ignorance is bliss" serves as more of a rebuttal?
Perhaps each is to serve certain circumstances...for example, the premature death of a loved one, as opposed to someone cheating on you.
I understand that you have to experience certain things in life in order to grow as a person but who would you consider better off, the still happy old couple celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary or the brokenhearted romantic about to file for her 3rd divorce?

Must-see big screen - part I

2005-05-10T00:13:00.000-05:00

Well kids, it's that time of the year again when summer rolls in and the movies roll out.
There are several interesting selections on display this season, but please note that interesting does not equate to good.
Although there are quite a few movies that I would like to watch, with the increase in movie prices my wallet dictates that I am only allowed "must-sees", and even their numbers are limited.
It is here that I would like your input, to cut down my list to about 5.
Now let's begin...
First up we have "crash" which Jason C is apparently standing behind 100%. It may be considered for my action choice, but then where does that leave "Unleached"? and that movie definately looks like it kicks ass...I'm not sure about storyline, but when Jet Li moves on a screen you're allowed to be dazzled by his motions and not care much about storyline.
I'm definately considering "The Interpreter" for suspense. I've grown to appreciate Sean Penn as an actor since "Mystic River" which, by the way, I recommend.
As much as it grieves me to say because I had an imaginary love affair with Legolas Greenleaf for sooo long and pictured myself as Elizabeth to his Will Turner, I cannot bear to watch Orlando Bloom guard one more great wall. So to "Kingdom of Heaven" I say no, and I ask him to please please please consider doing a non-epic.
"Madagascar" is definately in the lead for animated movie that I want to see (if only because there doesn't seem to be anything else and it looks really cute).
I think I'll be skipping the old shows turn movie genre...so no to "Bewitched" though it looks like Nicole Kidman got that twitch down; and no to Jessica Simpson's Daisy Duke in "Dukes of Hazard"
I'm not so sure about "monster-in-law" but "Kung-fu hustle" is a definate must...Hayden don't forget to link me.
"Batman Begins" looks like they could have finally captured the darkness that is the vigilante nature of Bruce Wayne's alter-ego...Christian Bale is so cool by the way with diversity ranging from "Swing Kids" to "Little Women" to "American Psycho" to "Equilibrium". I look forward to seeing him as Batman vs Ken Watanabe's Ghul.
I'll also be skipping the slew of horrors...which by the way seems to be a trend for 2005,
why???
Ofcourse it's understood that I'll be watching "Episode III", not only for continuity but because I get to see Chewy again (Yes K, my reasons for going to watch movies can be rather skewd).

There are several that I'm not mentioning now, but they'll come in later posts (when things to blog about become waning)
If there are any movies that you recommend that I haven't mentioned, or if there's any movie that I've dismissed that you think I should reconsider then please respond. All opinions are welcomed.

Wear sunscreen!

2005-05-07T23:31:00.000-05:00

Here's to a song of sorts that always manages to cheer me up no matter what mood I'm in, and always seems to have some practical advice which I can take and apply to my life at any given moment. Sorry it's a bit long, but those who know it know it's worth it.
I hope it finds y'all in good spirits...

"Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long-term benefit of sunscreen has been proven by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meadering experience.
I will dispence this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh never mind. you'll never understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4p.m on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and,in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-ols I know still don't.

Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll be divorced at 40. Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken at your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate your self too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half-chance, so are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past, and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Liive in New York once but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise; politicians will philander. You too will get old. And when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, poiticians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you'll have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. You never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess to much with your hair, or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful of whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen."

The edited version

2005-05-07T00:23:00.000-05:00

I am a student of life, and as is typical of any student, some lessons I learn and some fly completely over my head.It is said that nothing beats experience as a teacher, but noone has blessed/cursed with adequate days to learn all the lessons that life has to teach.With this in mind I opt to learn as much as I can from the mistakes and experience of others as well as my own.Hence why I've come to be so intrigued by this blogging phenomenon which seems to be taking over pan and my friends... mind you, it could also just be my overriding need to procrastinate.

I developed interest in one particular blog, even before I read it because indivuals around me were talking about it. D, I found your post interesing, and funny no end but I'm sorry that you seem to have so much to relate to this stereotypical "nice guy" on which you based your syndrome.
The truth is guys, you can make up as many lists as you want to to deal with this "syndrome" but if at the end of the day you're still pretending to be something you're not, you're right back at square one.
"To thine own self be true"...and really, what would you have to lose. Worse case scenario, the girl that you're interested in doesn't like the real you...then she ain't the right one for you. Atleast when you're yourself you both know what you're getting into and you can both save yourselves the awkwardness before someone gets hurt in the end (cause no matter how great an actor you are, noone can keep up the pretense forever).

And guess whatelse guys, males aren't the only ones who suffer from this "nice guy syndrome", though y'all seem to suffer from it much longer than we do.In my honest opinion, females just learn from a younger age that life ain't all flowers and candy, and we either have to learn to duck and weave or throw some punches of our own.
Yes, we all have a bitchy streak in us...that would be our punches being thrown.If you all think that society and the media reflects man badly, then what about females. According to society and the media's standards we're all supposed to be either 6ft tall, a size 2 and be able to cook, clean, and make and take care of babies, or 5ft tall, a size 0, feeble, needing a big strong man to protect us, and able to cook, clean and make and take care of babies.
I'm not going to turn this into a male vs. female debate, because in the end neither party wins... but what I want y'all to realise is the seaweed is always greener in somebody else's lake, and no list in cosmo, allure, GQ, or someone's blog can make it better.
If atleast at the end of the day you can say "I was myself", or "I did not comprimise myself or my principles in anyway" or "I was not a pushover for anyone" then you would have that victory to feel proud and happy of.
P.S. I think whoever the maternal figure was in your life that instilled that tiny voice in your head had good reason for doing so, so mute the voice on occasion, don't try to get rid of it.
(The above post is based on my personal experienced, though limited, and those of close and dear friends who too have been hurt by facades and lies. No animals were hurt in the production of this blog.)
Live long and prosper all.

Blogging

2005-05-07T00:03:00.000-05:00

After a bit of reading over the past few days, I've come to realise what blogging is, or atleast from what I've read.
Although a few individuals use it to keep friends and family in touch with what they're doing while a far distant from home,blogging appears to be a medium for persons to be or have their own personal Carrie Bradshaw.
Mind you, (no insult to Sex and the city) some of these messages I've been reading seems far more interesting that anything I've watched on HBO (OK, maybe a little insultive to S&C...but it was they're own fault for those last 2 seasons), and more diverse.
It also seems provides fair ground for a battle which will rage on way past the end of the world as we know it (did anyone else really like that song?!)
I think for now I'll just be using it to voice a few observations, maybe some theories, and who knows whatelse may come my way that I may need to vent about or broadcast.

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2005-05-04T22:15:00.000-05:00

Hi all,
Ain't really got much to say,
Kept hearing all this talk about blogs, blogging, blogger etc and got curious.
I'll be honest, at first it sounded to me like something that hurt or British cussing,
Then a bashment bass shone light on my darkness and now I'm just curious.
Hope all is well with y'all