It's over.
PARTY LIKE IT'S 2012!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
It's almost over
It's almost over and I still don't realize it yet.
I think that's good. One of these days, soon, I will probably be sitting in my papasan, enjoying life and suddenly realizing that "Shit, there ain't no more CSL", and then start to reminisce and feel nostalgic but then, oh, too late. I keep myself from looking back.
Don't look back. You tend to start moving backwards.
The only analogy that's coming to my brain fried from studying is the scene where mini Anakin Skywalker is seen leaving his home on Tatooine.
It's a shit place. You're happy to be leaving for new opportunities but you also feel sad about leaving some people you love behind.
Know what you gotta do and do it. Know what you want and work for it. Keep moving. Life's not going to wait for you.
(Edit: and if you do end up wearing a mask, go all darth vader-y and conquer the galaxy, think of me)
Remember,
It's not only about what you learnt from the classes but also about what you learnt from the experience.
The hardships should have taught you something far more valuable than anything you learned in any of the classes.
May the Force be with you.
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And in the Spirit of the Exams:
Think: "Failure is not for me. It is only for the others. "
I think that's good. One of these days, soon, I will probably be sitting in my papasan, enjoying life and suddenly realizing that "Shit, there ain't no more CSL", and then start to reminisce and feel nostalgic but then, oh, too late. I keep myself from looking back.
Don't look back. You tend to start moving backwards.
The only analogy that's coming to my brain fried from studying is the scene where mini Anakin Skywalker is seen leaving his home on Tatooine.
It's a shit place. You're happy to be leaving for new opportunities but you also feel sad about leaving some people you love behind.
Know what you gotta do and do it. Know what you want and work for it. Keep moving. Life's not going to wait for you.
(Edit: and if you do end up wearing a mask, go all darth vader-y and conquer the galaxy, think of me)
Remember,
It's not only about what you learnt from the classes but also about what you learnt from the experience.
The hardships should have taught you something far more valuable than anything you learned in any of the classes.
May the Force be with you.
=================
And in the Spirit of the Exams:
Think: "Failure is not for me. It is only for the others. "
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Teachers strike
You'd think we were in Paris.
Or maybe somebody among the teacher's syndicate just want a day off to enjoy summer. (Oh by the way, it's raining today)
There wasn't much talks with the government before the strike. (Or at least, the media didn't really cover it.)
With surprising efficiency, this time, within a week, the teachers' syndicate has already decided on a day to go on strike. Pardon the chat-lingo that's going to come up but this was my face: (O.O) When they said they were going to go on strike, I just took at as a balloon of hot air. But fuck, it took off!
Usually, these things drag on and on, both sides bitching, making progress and undoing it the very next day.
No endless round-table negotiations that go nowhere? No political sparring? A preemptive strike instead?! Whoa! That's a first.
Now only if people can be more expeditious when it comes to fixing the fire alarm panel.
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Oh by the way, around 1 billion dollars for a G20 summit.
57,000 $ of which for a fake lake. Which, admittedly, isn't much relatively, especially when compared to the 200,000$ toilets and the 100,000$ gazebo. But have you looked at a map of Canada lately? (Or of the area in question?)
It's so full of natural, genuine lakes that it looks like somebody bombed the place. Why would you need to make a fake lake!?It's only 10 cm or so deep, so it serves no future purpose either except as a breeding grounds for mosquitoes.
Watch the video, the goof makes it funny, plus you might learn something.
http://video.msn.com?vid=cbcc2010-0806-1220-0038-151655448700
Or maybe somebody among the teacher's syndicate just want a day off to enjoy summer. (Oh by the way, it's raining today)
There wasn't much talks with the government before the strike. (Or at least, the media didn't really cover it.)
With surprising efficiency, this time, within a week, the teachers' syndicate has already decided on a day to go on strike. Pardon the chat-lingo that's going to come up but this was my face: (O.O) When they said they were going to go on strike, I just took at as a balloon of hot air. But fuck, it took off!
Usually, these things drag on and on, both sides bitching, making progress and undoing it the very next day.
No endless round-table negotiations that go nowhere? No political sparring? A preemptive strike instead?! Whoa! That's a first.
Now only if people can be more expeditious when it comes to fixing the fire alarm panel.
===========================
Oh by the way, around 1 billion dollars for a G20 summit.
57,000 $ of which for a fake lake. Which, admittedly, isn't much relatively, especially when compared to the 200,000$ toilets and the 100,000$ gazebo. But have you looked at a map of Canada lately? (Or of the area in question?)
It's so full of natural, genuine lakes that it looks like somebody bombed the place. Why would you need to make a fake lake!?It's only 10 cm or so deep, so it serves no future purpose either except as a breeding grounds for mosquitoes.
Watch the video, the goof makes it funny, plus you might learn something.
http://video.msn.com?vid=cbcc2010-0806-1220-0038-151655448700
Monday, June 7, 2010
WEEEE!
I finally finished a script that I started.
Now, I have no excuses for not updating the blog.
Hey funny thought.
Remember that firealarm panel I talked about a few posts back?
It's letting out intermittent buzzing and the "defectuosité" light comes on once in awhile again. So, if you're a fan of arson......
In other news...
Sometimes, all it takes is silence to find out just what a bitch a girl is. Some of 'em have really short fuses. If they don't get what they want, they go from sweet to bitch so fast....
Just stand there and smile, while she bitches her head off and generally makes a fool of herself. :)
Ahh sigh, what a waste of a perfectly mate-able female.
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Tomorrow's post is going to be about preemptive strikes in the war of the syndicates.
Now, I have no excuses for not updating the blog.
Hey funny thought.
Remember that firealarm panel I talked about a few posts back?
It's letting out intermittent buzzing and the "defectuosité" light comes on once in awhile again. So, if you're a fan of arson......
In other news...
Sometimes, all it takes is silence to find out just what a bitch a girl is. Some of 'em have really short fuses. If they don't get what they want, they go from sweet to bitch so fast....
Just stand there and smile, while she bitches her head off and generally makes a fool of herself. :)
Ahh sigh, what a waste of a perfectly mate-able female.
=============================
Tomorrow's post is going to be about preemptive strikes in the war of the syndicates.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
In Soviet Russia, we nuke leaking oil wells
This has got to be the most cliche thing related to russian vs usa ever.
Picture this:
Americans are jumping around, panicking and blaming either BP or Obama.
On one side, Omaba is standing a puddle of sweat, as his plans for economic stimulation go down the drain 'cause he has to sign new laws/bills limiting/postponing deepwater drilling. Did I mention the fishermen out to get him too?
On the other, BP executives and technicians and scientists are also in a good deal of stress. They've tried for a month now to stop that monster pissing black crap into the gulf and for all the money, technology and manpower they've got in there, and despite trying a plethora of ideas ranging from smart to retarded, they still can't do it. Wat a wonderful display of impotency.
Oh, also pitch in the rest of the world also looking on, totally helpless.
And then picture a bearded russian coming up, in a russian accent saying:
"Ooh yes, oil leak, is no problem. We just blow it up with nuclear bomb. Problem go away."
Faced with wide-eyed astonishment he adds "We do it five times already."
I shit you not. They have. Google it.
Owing to the limited nature of my knowledge in the field I won't comment on whether it's a good idea or not. However, it sounds a lot more efficient than shooting 'junk into the hole' and 'shooting mud and drilling fluid down the pipe' while oil is still gushing out.
On a side note, notice how they still call it a leak as a way to downplay the seriousness of the problem. A leak is something you can stop with a hand. A leak is something you take a few times a day. It's not 1,900,000–3,000,000 litres a day rocketing out of a pipe. If that happens to you even once a day, please, be a firefighter!
Picture this:
Americans are jumping around, panicking and blaming either BP or Obama.
On one side, Omaba is standing a puddle of sweat, as his plans for economic stimulation go down the drain 'cause he has to sign new laws/bills limiting/postponing deepwater drilling. Did I mention the fishermen out to get him too?
On the other, BP executives and technicians and scientists are also in a good deal of stress. They've tried for a month now to stop that monster pissing black crap into the gulf and for all the money, technology and manpower they've got in there, and despite trying a plethora of ideas ranging from smart to retarded, they still can't do it. Wat a wonderful display of impotency.
Oh, also pitch in the rest of the world also looking on, totally helpless.
And then picture a bearded russian coming up, in a russian accent saying:
"Ooh yes, oil leak, is no problem. We just blow it up with nuclear bomb. Problem go away."
Faced with wide-eyed astonishment he adds "We do it five times already."
I shit you not. They have. Google it.
Owing to the limited nature of my knowledge in the field I won't comment on whether it's a good idea or not. However, it sounds a lot more efficient than shooting 'junk into the hole' and 'shooting mud and drilling fluid down the pipe' while oil is still gushing out.
On a side note, notice how they still call it a leak as a way to downplay the seriousness of the problem. A leak is something you can stop with a hand. A leak is something you take a few times a day. It's not 1,900,000–3,000,000 litres a day rocketing out of a pipe. If that happens to you even once a day, please, be a firefighter!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
DROP KICK DK.
Die Kravtz die!
When you see things like the above (and worse) on msn status messages, you know that somebody, somewhere, is tearing their hair off trying to finish DK. So once again, due to a tremendous urge of generosity, I have decided I'm going to help you out.
2- Type of Novel: The predictable kind.
4- 3 Supporting characters: Simcha, Cohen, Virgil. Simcha to get him started, inflating his head with ideas of shit like man with no land is nobody. Cohen to keep him going when he starts feeling guilty, and Virgil because the author needs an epic betrayal at the end to get the reader's sympathy.
5- Plot scheme:
And now, as I have better things to do, I bid you a good night. Muhahaha.
When you see things like the above (and worse) on msn status messages, you know that somebody, somewhere, is tearing their hair off trying to finish DK. So once again, due to a tremendous urge of generosity, I have decided I'm going to help you out.
2- Type of Novel: The predictable kind.
4- 3 Supporting characters: Simcha, Cohen, Virgil. Simcha to get him started, inflating his head with ideas of shit like man with no land is nobody. Cohen to keep him going when he starts feeling guilty, and Virgil because the author needs an epic betrayal at the end to get the reader's sympathy.
5- Plot scheme:
And now, as I have better things to do, I bid you a good night. Muhahaha.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
What Green Day is not
Before we start, this is not about the band. We've had white day. White day is a day in winter where everybody of the school goes outside to have some fun. Guess what Green Day is.
Now for what Greenday is NOT.
It's NOT a date. It's NOT a marriage. It's NOT an evaluated event. It's NOT a job interview. It's NOT something that matters in that insignificant life of yours.
And yet, there are people scrambling up and down, left and right to switch out of their teams because GASP!, of out the 15-16 people in it, there's one or two people they can't stand.
What bullshit. You spend at least 180 days a year with your friends, plus all the outings, parties and hanging out, not to mention all the future events like prom, reunions, and more outings, parties and hanging out, and you can't stand 3-4 hours without ALL of your friends in your team?
If you're like this now, what about when you get a job? You'll be in a team FULL of people you don't know, and that you may or may not like, and you will have to go with it anyways. Surely, you can take half a day in a team with only SOME of your friends and still manage to have some fun and co-operate enough to perhaps play a friendly game of VOLLEYBALL? (perhaps but unlikely) Not asking you to start a family here.
And if seeing one or two people can mess up your day, fuck man, I pity you, you're going to have a bitch of a life. I know I won't be enjoying it as much as I would have if I had all my friends together, but to start whining and pestering the organizers about it like if it's the end of the world is fucking childish. They tried to the best of their ability and knowledge to pair up compatible people together. And knowing all the intricacies of the human nature, I'd say they did a satisfactory job of keeping the nitro and the glycerin in different teams.
You know you fucking suck when you've got Sec 4s talking about absolutely how absurd you whining about to change teams is. So, suck it up, get your shit in line, and fucking go with it. Who knows, if you get in there with an open mind, it might turn out okay. Not great, because that'll be asking too much of you, but okay.
PS: If you get pissed enough to get into a fight, well, that can be fun to watch too. (Or be in, depending on who you're asking)
Now for what Greenday is NOT.
It's NOT a date. It's NOT a marriage. It's NOT an evaluated event. It's NOT a job interview. It's NOT something that matters in that insignificant life of yours.
And yet, there are people scrambling up and down, left and right to switch out of their teams because GASP!, of out the 15-16 people in it, there's one or two people they can't stand.
What bullshit. You spend at least 180 days a year with your friends, plus all the outings, parties and hanging out, not to mention all the future events like prom, reunions, and more outings, parties and hanging out, and you can't stand 3-4 hours without ALL of your friends in your team?
If you're like this now, what about when you get a job? You'll be in a team FULL of people you don't know, and that you may or may not like, and you will have to go with it anyways. Surely, you can take half a day in a team with only SOME of your friends and still manage to have some fun and co-operate enough to perhaps play a friendly game of VOLLEYBALL? (perhaps but unlikely) Not asking you to start a family here.
And if seeing one or two people can mess up your day, fuck man, I pity you, you're going to have a bitch of a life. I know I won't be enjoying it as much as I would have if I had all my friends together, but to start whining and pestering the organizers about it like if it's the end of the world is fucking childish. They tried to the best of their ability and knowledge to pair up compatible people together. And knowing all the intricacies of the human nature, I'd say they did a satisfactory job of keeping the nitro and the glycerin in different teams.
You know you fucking suck when you've got Sec 4s talking about absolutely how absurd you whining about to change teams is. So, suck it up, get your shit in line, and fucking go with it. Who knows, if you get in there with an open mind, it might turn out okay. Not great, because that'll be asking too much of you, but okay.
PS: If you get pissed enough to get into a fight, well, that can be fun to watch too. (Or be in, depending on who you're asking)
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