went for my third interview today. thought it didn't go very well coz i think i sounded a little desperate to intern for that firm. i'd heard really good things about this firm. and i thought it'd do me good if i intern for them.
on the whole, i don't think i interviewed very well. don't think i displayed a lot of passion about aki. it's hard to speak about aki when i'm so.. unsure of what it is. i'm really still bumbling around, hoping to find a path to take.
i left feeling a little apprehensive coz i thought i sounded desperate to work for them and uncertain of my future.
so it came as a surprise when they called me while i was on a bus on my way home. they'd decided to offer me the internship.
and firm 02 from yesterday called me earlier this morning to offer me an internship too. i really think it's coz interns are cheap labour rather than coz i interviewed well. and probably coz i chose a time when students would have had returned to school and thus leaving aki firms a little lacking of interns.
or maybe firm 03 decided to offer me a position cozi told them about my other interviews. during today's interview, they asked me if i'd applied to other firms and if i'd had any offers. i told them about my schedule of interviews for this week and that firm 02 had offered me a position liao (only coz they asked). yes. i'm really honest coz i'm not really a very good liar.
no matter why they decided to offer me the position, i'm glad. thinking of accepting it but i'm still going to go for my last interview tomorrow before accepting any offers. i guess it's a good chance to practise interviewing skills.
but i don't really feel like checking out the last firm's website though. i'm l a z y.. i didn't really researched about today's firm either. just thought i should apply there coz it's recommended by my peers. and also coz the last two firms which interviewed me didn't really asked to find out how much i know about the firms.
can see why i'm so tempted to not prepare too much for tomorrow's interview. they all seem more interested in finding out about me. and it scares me coz i don't know what i'm doing. i'm just hoping to get some exposure and experience and hopefully decide what to do with my life.
and there's no way i can make that sound better than what it is. sigh.
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on a slightly different note, i now have seven blisters on my two feet. and one that had erm.. burst? open.
my feet looks mangled. utterly mangled. i actually brought along a pair of my slippers to slip into after my interview today. think i'll do that tomorrow too.
i know i look weird with a pair of bright yellow slippers while i'm dressed otherwise like an OL. but too bad. when your toes bleed, i believe it's better to surrender a sense of style and basic fashion sense and just embrace beach slippers.
aiyee. haven't been blogging for a while.
found out last friday that i'd gotten myself four interviews this week instead of one. so had been caught in the whirl of interview frenzy.
managed to get a pair of somewhat more professionalgrownuplooking pair of shoes for the interviews after four trips to town. f o u r. wah lau eh. i was so sick of looking at shoes.
technically, they're slip-ons with heels. i had succumbed and bought a pair of pointy toed things coz i was too picky about the open sandalswhateveryoucallthemheels. and the one pair (of open sandalswhateveryoucallthemheels) that was within budget and didn't disgust me too much with the design had too little padding for the sole.
will post a photo of my interview shoes when i'm less overwhelmed by the preparing for the interviews. haven't really done research on the last two firms who are interviewing me. haven't figured out how to go to their place either.
bought them despite my aversion to pointy toed foorwear. i think they look like witches shoes. and walking around in them has only reaffirmed my belief.
they hurt. like hell. got two huge blisters now. @#%$^#
why do women wear heels? yes, it makes the legs look good. but our feet are built flat. my feet were just sliding into the narrow things and blistering like there's not tomorrow. damnit! i still have two more interviews. omg. some one kill me please. heels are.. torture devices. they are designed such that your feet will slide down and into whatever material they have at the front. and because there's such a thing as physics, blisters form. !@%# to think i bought them coz they felt comfortable. !%@#$!
anyway, the interviews went pretty ok. the two interviews i had today weren't as scary as i thought. and even though i might not be hearing back from them, i thought they were a pretty good experience. never went for an interview with an aki firm before. wonder why i always thought they will cut me up like minced meat.
firm 01
think the guy thought i was 狮子大开口ing when i asked for sgd1600 for remuneration. well.. the rate last year was 1300-1800. and the economy is better. anyway i'm willing to succumb to 1400. but think they're only paying their current intern 1250. hmmm..
but it's better to ask for more and settle for less no? rather than ask for a low pay and then regret it later. i don't mind a heavy workload as long as i get to learn stuff and earn some ok money. i have loans to pay off. sigh
we had a rather pleasant chat though.
firm 02
seemed like a really small firm. both are only the two partners were around. wondering if they've got any other employees. but they were really nice. well, one of them seemed rather reticent. while the other one was a little more loquacious in comparison.
they seemed impressed by my grades. they think my grades are rather good cept for my design grade of course. but seriously, they're just B's. everywhere you go, you see B's. so i had some A's in my O's and A's results. still they weren't enough to get me a scholarship. so.. big deal. but of course i didn't say that to them. i'm not t h a t stupid yet.
and they were rather happy with my 3d rendering. this rather shocked me though, coz i always found them not to my satisfaction.
all in all, think this interview went a little better. when they asked my about remuneration, i just quoted them the rate for last year. i hope they offer me more.
but then again, the other firm i'm going to tomorrow is reputed to be inspiring to students. might be better if i got a job there instead. still have many things to do.
haven't been reading my bloglines either. i've some 400++ new postings i've yet to scan through. i wanna read! but i can't!
but i've been reading a little of those personal blogs. they don't have like doubledigit of postings in one day. so it's easier to read them.
JQ has finally decided to blog again. read this really amusing article which she linked to on her blog. you mean there's an american version of grammar? i always thought grammar is grammar. hmmm. ah well, just like i never knew you've to use the plural form when you talk about countries.
eg SG have won xxx medals in the SEA games. or Italy have been overwhelmed by the amount of pasta consumed by her people on a daily basis.
mumblejumble of a sleep-deprived bioform
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it's been a while since i last blogged. some updates
- finished the portfolio. think it's rather substandard. but i can't really give a damn
- trimmed my hair. not that anybody can really tell. but my ponytail has shrunk at least 30% in diameter. it no longer swings pendulously from my slightly oversized head. and finally my fringe has been trimmed by scissors not welded by yours truly. sigh, my hairdresser is.. beyond words.
- slept and slacked a lot
- conjured up a cover letter, an email version of a cover letter, a resume and an email-friendly version of the resume. lots of thanks to JQ for beautifying my horrendous english. (can see why i need help right)
- shortlisted 10 firms to cold call and ask if they want an intern.
there's still tons of things to do. such as
- the actual picking-up-the-phone-and-asking-if-anyone-wants-cheap-labour
- shortlisting more firms. what if all 10 don't want an intern?
- editting the cover letters and resumes and proofing them again
then there's also "frivolous" stuff like
- conjuring up a chocolate fruit cake coz i want to get rid of the dried fruits that has been sitting in the fridge for too damn long and coz i have let a chocolate blob fan wait in vain for chocolate blobs. not that i'm going to be making them any time soon. what with cny coming and limited fridge space. hope he won't mind a choc fruit cake instead
- tidying my room - an ongoing project that has been ongoing for too damn long. plus cny is nearing. and i'm really kinda tired of living in piles of stuff
- visit ikea to get the $4.90 shoe-rack and magazine boxes
- make dodecahedron (?) calendar
- make "whiteboard"
watashi wa shindei imasu.
this whole getting myself prepared to go out there and get an internship has been a most eye-opening experience. who knew aki students' resumes are so fanciful. who knew the portfolio is but o n l y one hurdle. who knew that it's t h a t difficult for me to paint myself in a favourable light.
and then there're all those scary thoughts like --
- willthey a l l tellme"wedon'tneedinterns"
- whatwillisayaboutwhati'vebeendoingforthepastoneplusyear
- the thought of facing someone questioning me about my actions/inactions
- the thought of someone looking at my stuff which i'm not particularly proud of.
it's a really scary time. it's kinda exciting too i guess. but really, i'm freaked out of my life. maybe it's more accurate to say it's been like an i-jumped-into-a-washing-machine-that's-in-uncontrollable-spin-mode experience rather than that it's an eye-opening one.
doesn't help that i'm hopelessly addicted to my bloglines.
got myself a new toothbrush from the store room yesterday. used it for the first time a couple of hours ago, only to discover the brush head's ridiculously small (compared to my old one). the packaging said it's a toothbrush for femalewomencan'tremembertheexactterm. are the jaws of females t h a t much smaller than the males'? sheesh.
anyway, thank you JL and JL (yes, too many of my friends share the same two-letters initial. and i'm too sleepy to think of alternatives for them at the moment) for the sms bday wishes. even though JL1 doesn't know about this blog (i think) and JL2 doesn't know the url of this blog (i think), though i was surprised to find out that she knew i have one.
thank you S for the email bday wishes.
thank you ZF for the call. i miss talking on the phone with you. and i'm really really sorry i'm not there right now. think of all the fun we could be having in the sleet! i'm really sorry.
thank you Y for the msn bday wishes. it's nice to chat with you on msn. pity you can't be around for cny. i really wonder how the reunion dinner will turn out this year. hmmm.
even though probably more than half the people i'd just thanked above don't read my blog, i still thank them here. why do i do such silly things?
yup. i'm a quarter of a century old. don't feel any wiser. the body is starting to feel old though. like the knees. sigh
do i feel any different from yesterday? or the day before that?
i. don't. know.
talking to ZF, i learnt that xxx has gotten married. and yyy is getting married. and zzz has gotten married too. they are people whom i know from gossi.. chatting with friends like ZF. i know some of them personally, and some of them, were probably just people from the same jc. most of whom are people i'm not really close to.
and i guess i'm kinda relieved i've a rather small group of friends i keep in contact with and are close to. it's so small a group that none of them have gotten married yet. this must be the only time i'm glad that i can count the number of friends i have on slightly more than one hand.
yes, i see it creeping up on me.
it bothers me. that's i'm all alone. but last year, i realised that there's a lot of things that are more deserving of my attention.
it bothers me that i'm all alone. that i've no one to share the things i love with. that i've no one to run to when i'm scared and lost and feeling like crap. but i guess there're other things that i want to resolve first. it sucks to be alone. but if others are happy getting married, enjoying couplehood, good for them. me? i've got to learn to be happy by myself first.
who? happy (25 & 1/365) th birthday.
happy bdae zf! also, about my legs + weather + things to amuse
dear zf
congrats on your submission of your thesis. guess you can go skiing now. you are, aren't you?
apologies for me still rotting in sg. and happy birthday! (just in case you check in here and your IE [heaven forbids you to use that, don't you know?] decides to not crash too soon)
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the soreness in my thighs has greatly reduced. thank goodness. though i still feel like i'm learning how to walk
with every step i take, i can't help but have this on repeat in my mind "lift your knee. lift your knee.. lift..". every now and then, one of my legs would give way a little as it touches the ground. it's ok coz it hasn't caused me to fall. yet. but the range of motion i can manage with some ease has greatly increased. yippee..
for example, i can somewhat toss and turn in bed.
i'm one of those who cannot fall asleep while lying on my back (except on occasions where i'm r e a l l y r e a l l y tired). my preferred positions: on my side, on my belly.
on the first night of sleep i got when i found myself cruelly disabled by my overworked muscles, i found myself falling asleep on my back. coz it hurt too much to roll on to my side. apparently my thigh muscles have been responsible for all my tossing and turning.
the two times i woke up (once in the middle of the night coz of a tummy ache and the second time when i woke up for the next day) i found myself to be still on my back. don't think i ever found myself waking up on my back before. couldn't help but wonder if i had been on my back the entire night. could my muscles have been t h a t hurt?
my brother was rather amused by this anecdote which i shared while driving him back to camp.
anyway, i can toss, turn, sit on the floor (with a little difficulty), sit with one leg curled under the other (with some help from the arms) and get up from sitting/lying position with less difficulty than before. yup, i still need to press down with my arms when i want to get up - quite like a really aged person, but hey, it's taking significantly less time than before
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thing is, i want to wax lyrical about the weather. the weather now, according to my weather.com extension is "light rain and 25degC. looked like rather heavy rain 15 minutes ago when i looked out though.
yes, i know i'm crazy. it's horribly wet. i don't recommend bottoms that are full-length coz they tend to get wet in such weather. in fact my ankles are feeling the chill right now.
but it's only these days where i get to wear my sweaters/jackets.
i know the sun is nearly nowhere to be found. i know the rain wrecks havoc for everyone - especially those who work in the open like my dad. but the temperature is so.. amiable. it's just right.
i've always preferred cold weather to hot weather. this is all with reference to sg of course. where cold weather is not really cold while hot weather can be utterly inferno-like (what with the almost 100% humidity) and is practically the weather we get 3/4 of the time. as i somewhat quoterephrase from someone.. when it's cold, you can bundle up, but when it's hot, there's only that many layers you can strip off.
something i hope to achieve before i die: to experience the (near) epitome of both cold and hot weather (don't want to freeze to death o r to die from burning) and decide once and for all if i do prefer cold to hot.
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things my girlfriend and i have argued about
this is a rather amusing (but really lengthy) article
an alarm clock which i would like to own just to see if it works for me. though i highly doubt so.
aching even more
despite a good long sleep (that lasted twelve hours) and a nice one plus hour nap, i am still aching. in fact, even more muscles are aching (with reference to yesterday).
i realised that the 9 1/4-pushups did do some damage. so did the 2 25sec plank exercise. i am unable to laugh and walk at the same time coz it would induce too much pain. this, i found out when i was attempting to confront my brother who was smiling at the sight of me walking through the living room - at an insanely slow pace. he thought i was trying to sneak across the living room. something which i thought was damn absurb, why would anyone sneak across the living room? but anyway, he was smiling coz he thought it was a pathetic attempt to sneak across the place.
some of the other things i find myself incapable of doing include
- sitting down on the floor - it takes me at least 2 seconds to sit down on a chair, 3-5 seconds if the surface is soft eg couch, bed. and around the same time (or maybe a little longer) to get up from these things.
- moving at a speed faster than brisk walking.
a brief surfing on the net has informed me that i've hurt my muscles. and there's nothing i can do cept rest. though stretching may help a little. f- when will i be able to move like a normal person.
falling asleep
when the sun goes out, you cannot sleep. and now you're falling asleep.
f- lah. can you sleep when the sun goes out?
yes. who? has a habit of talking to herself. am i showing tendencies to develop dissociative identity disorder aka split personality? do i care?
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just did some queer quiz that claims to analyse one's personality through asking one ten questions about one's drawing of a house. here's my drawing.
the background came coloured. but lost it somehow. i only used black, grey and light grey to draw and was too lazy to undo and stuff. too lazy to add colours also.
i am only trying to stay awake here by entertaining myself.
but you should see the drawings others have done. tmd. mine looks so cheapo lah. no colour.. little strokes. dun get them man, very shiok to draw with a mouse meh? just drawing those few lines kiek-ed me out of adding details.
anyway, here's the analysis of me:
You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You love your house and family. You are a gifted artist as well. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. Your life is always full of changes. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. son.
You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You have a strong personality and you like to command, influence and control people.
You are not a romantic person by nature. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself.
eeeh.. think it's another one of those that semi-accurate semi-not. like, hello, son?
if you want, you can try out the test too (it's kinda fun if you like to draw).
click here and you'll be adding your house on my street (kinda like.. indicating that you know me.. you linked from me)
click here if you wanna try it but don't wanna be on my street. you'll also get a brief intro to the site from this link.
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and later i did this test to determine my harry potter alter ego. the results are as such, i am
Ron Weasley | | 70% |
| Severus Snape | | 70% |
| Remus Lupin | | 65% |
| Lord Voldemort | | 60% |
| Draco Malfoy | | 60% |
| Hermione Granger | | 55% |
| Ginny Weasley | | 55% |
| Sirius Black | | 55% |
| Harry Potter | | 50% |
| Albus Dumbledore | | 45% |
to think i tied for weasley and snape. the test decided to categorise me as weasley after asking me one tie-breaking question.
after a good night of n o sleep, i find my thighs aching.
the quads are sore. the hamstrings are sore. when i walk down the stairs, i find myself jerking involuntarily with every step. i suspect i look like a string puppet from afar.
but my arms are ok. probably coz i only did 1/4 of a pushup instead of 1 pushup for every pushup the article called for. aheh.. makes me wonder if my legs are just more hardy then my arms.
there seems to be more incidents where my legs ache than those when my arms ache. perhaps my legs let me push them more than my arms. like this other time when i overdid it with blading and ended up with pain in the legs the next day that was so impairing that i had to call in sick. but generally, i don't push my body very hard one. aheh.. just look at the snail-like speed at which i "jog" at.
but maybe my legs are not just "for show". hmmm
you see, once, when i was was attired in berms and high-cut boots (thus exposing my calves), a friend suddenly popped this out of n o w h e r e
"who? how come your legs so muscular ah?"
i was like "wtf??"
my legs, or more precisely, my calves were less defined then than they were.. 3-4 years before then. the calves muscles reached a pinnacle of definition and pronouncement in my jc days. after which, i believe the muscles have shrunk, lost definition and basically i don't look like i can kick butts (the way i did in jc - i only l o o k like i'd muscular legs in jc. they really weren't that strong. it's all "for show").
maybe my friend asked that question during the time when i was visiting the gym. but i think my legs don't look much different then as compared to say.. today.
my legs just look.. well-packed. they're actually rather weak. f- lah. i've got damn ugly legs that let me overpush them.
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rather incoherent post. but that's what you get when you cannot fall asleep. incoherency and enlarged facial pores. the michelin man can probably swim in my pores with ease today. la la
walking lump of fat
a copy of my brother's men's health has been dwelling in my room for around a month coz there's this exercise workout in it that i thought would be worth trying out.
just did that.
and now, my legs are wobblier than jello. and my arms are wobblier than my legs.
it's a weight-free workout, which i thought would be something nice to try out since i'm a little broke to visit the gym (which is also why i'd started jogging around my place. man, i hate jogging). and it's practise-able with some innovation and commonly-found furniture. (eg instead of a workout bench, i use my bed)
i follow the number of sets and number of repetitions of a set recommended in the magazine. but i drastically cut down on the times i perform an exercise in each set.
eg magazine says - repeat [exercise A] 12-15 times. this is one set. repeat this set twice.
i do - repeat [exercise A] 3-8 times. this is one set. repeat this set twice.
basically i cut down the repetitions by.. 30-70%. and still my arms are wobbling as i type this.
i know the workout's targetted at males, afterall it is an article from men's health, so it should be ok that i ahem alter ahem the workout coz i'm a ahem weak ahem female.
wonder if i'll keep to it though. it'a already hard enough to get myself to jog once a week (yuck yuck yuck). and this is rather tiring. i've sweated gallons liao lor. and there wasn't even exercises that target the abds. hmmm.
need to scream
been trying to make my computer more secure. tried to install a firewall a couple of weeks back, but think coz i didn't know how to configure it, my firefox couldn't access a damn hell lot of websites.
today, i tried to keep my comp safe from spyware, and i see this
"To get updates, you must first validate your Windows software. Validation assures that you are using an authentic and fully licensed copy of Windows."
and i think i shall stop tinkering now. how the f- do i know if it's authentic and fully licensed? damnit lah. stupid microsoft.
why i need to scream reason no. 01 - because i'm a 电脑白痴 and coz microsoft is e v i l.
and to those of you who are still stubbornly using IE, here's an article that will hopefully convince you to make the switch. (you can ctrl-f this [Microsoft code "has no bugs"] to get to that part of the article. it's a damn long, but informative article.) if i have the know-how, and the money, i would probably boycott ms.
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during the weekendnewyearbreak, my mom went crazy and decided the living room needed to be spiffed up. and she started rearranging the furniture. this was the original floor plan. note this is a horribly not-to-scale and totally amateur rendering of a floor plan. pains me to admit that i drew that. well.. i blame it partly on the really blunt and notniceatalltowritewith pencil that happened to be lying around.
usually my brother and i would occupy the three-seater sofa seat coz the two-seater's unofficially my parents' seat. kinda awkward to watch telly when your seat's not facing the telly. that's why my brother and i would lie on the couch now and then. but anyhow, we got used to this.
but later on i realised the distance between the two-seater and the telly is better for viewing and i would sometimes occupy the two-seater instead (when my parents are in their room) besides, it's nice to be able to prop my legs up when i watch tv.
this is how the living room looks like now.
can you see why i need to scream?
ans: the coffee table is in the middle of nowhere. n o w h e r e.
it's not even that in line with the two-seater (as i'd mentioned before, lousy not-to-scale drawing this is)
one actually has to get off the two-seater to put something on the coffee table. or to get something that's is on the coffee table. eg the newspaper.
one actually has to get off the three-seater and w a l k to the coffee table.
in the past, i could sit at the coffee table and eat in front of the telly. sometimes between the coffee table and the three seater couch, sometimes on the other side of the coffee table. (refer to the old plan)
but now, when i sit at the coffee table to eat, it's like.. the telly is too damn close! it's like! in. your. face.
i've resorted to eating on the three-seater. but that meant dropping food on the couch coz i've to place food on the couch. and it meant me thinking twice before i make a drink to drink while watching telly. coz i've nowhere to put my drink. it just does n o t make any freaking sense.
it drives me mad just to think about this. it does make the living room look damn spacious. at the cost of driving me stark raving mad.
did i mention that the dining table is j u s t far enough so that one has to get up if one wishes to place one's cup of nice hot milo down during a show?
i personally would prefer to coffee table to be in position 1. actually i moved it there last night. it felt good to have a place to put my drink. and prop my legs.
but i moved it back before i went back to my room coz apparently my dad thinks that the coffee table at position 1 would block one's entry from the main door.
i didn't really feel very blocked. and i'm probably the fattest member of the family?
this is why i m u s t move out. i've always thought that i lacked some common sense and logic. or maybe i'm just plain stupid.
but my dad! his logic is just. warped.
actually think i would feel happy even if the coffee table's at position 2. a t l e a s t it would be in line with the two-seater instead of being out of line with e v e r y t h i n g. yes. currently it's not in line with a n y t h i n g. not even the telly.
i couldn't help it but said something along the lines of "you can't reach the newspaper on the table. you can't something something" when i walked through the front door just now. when my parents were both in the living room.
my dad was sitting on the floor, leaning on the three-seater watching soccer. my mom was on the two-seater reading papers.
so thing was, i commented directly that i think the current arrangement of the furniture sucks. by speaking out loud to nobody in particular. this is coz my dad and i don't talk to each other. long story behind this. too exasperated to write about it.
and my dad's reaction, if it can be termed as that, was to turn off the telly and do whatever stuff he does and went to his room.
true, the distance between the three-seater and the telly is great now. but the coffee table has suddenly turned into a monster eyesore overnight.
it's in the middle of f-- nowhere.
why i need to scream reason no. 02 - my parents insist on placing the coffee table at a spot that makes me wonder why the heck we have a coffee table in the first place.
happy new year! kinda late. whatever lah. the rather witty jpeg you see above was gotten from gothamist. go check out the artist's other works. they brought a smile to me face.
suffering from an on-off headache. brain is more mushy than usual - hard to believe, but true. so i'll just share some interesting clicks i've been looking at.
- a rather informative article from nytimes. teaches you facts about penguins and cuteness (duh). here's an excerpt --- "Cuteness is distinct from beauty, researchers say, emphasizing rounded over sculptured, soft over refined, clumsy over quick. Beauty attracts admiration and demands a pedestal; cuteness attracts affection and demands a lap. Beauty is rare and brutal, despoiled by a single pimple. Cuteness is commonplace and generous, content on occasion to cosegregate with homeliness." --- read all about it here. limited run. but really, what do they mean by this --- "The 6-month-old, 25-pound Tai Shan - whose name is pronounced tie-SHON and means, for no obvious reason, "peaceful mountain" 1. the 'an' in shan should be like the 'an' in can't and not as 'on'. 2. even i can understand why tai shan means peaceful mountain, tai shan being shortened from tai ping de shan. sheesh, just because you're too dumb to realise that tai shan is in chinese is no reason to go around proclaiming that there's no meaning to a non-english name. stupid stupid.
- don't click it is an interesting project. go check it out.
- for the saboteur in all of us. click
- some people really have too much time on their hands. click
- i love my csi, but i love to laugh too. click for an amusing prediction of telly trends.
- remember silly putty? ever seen a 250lb piece of silly putty? click
- you mean they don't look like that? why? why can't i bring myself to photoshop myself?? click
- a damn funny piece of writing. click
- know how to whistle? learn how to today! i picked it up somehow when i was a kid. i produced my first whistling noise by sucking in air instead of expelling air. these days, i whistle like most normal people - expelling air. i can still whistle by sucking in air though.but think i've less control over the sounds i make. by expelling, i can somewhat whistle a tune. think that's kinda hard to achieve with my unorthodox whistling.
- another reason to love biology. click
