I would like to announce that

This is my 200th post. I would like to share some information here.

17 things you can do to reduce your carbon footprint
Weather-proof your house: seal drafts, insulate lofts, triple-glaze windows

Centralise your air-conditioning system

Install low-flow showerheads

Get a more efficient water heater

Use energy-efficient appliances

Fit low rolling-resistance tyres to cars: they minimise the energy wasted as heat as the tyre rolls down the road

Use a fuel-efficient vehicle

Change the air filters on your centralised air conditioning

Tune up your air conditioning: get annual professional inspection and maintain it well

Get regular car maintenance checks

Wash your clothes at a cooler temperature

Turn the temperature on your water heater down

Stop leaving unused appliances on standby settings, which use power

Turn your thermostat down

Avoid the tumble dryer: line-dry washing

Drive at a maximum of 90 kilometres per hour (55 miles per hour)

Car pool and "trip-chain", running errands together

I got this from NewScientist.com.

I would also like to announce that I have finally finished going through my schooling days. I had my last A-level examination paper this morning. It should be the university level coming up next!

Came and went a phase of my life. Goodbye.

Time to embrace something new.

It's something people go through

I've been thinking about life since I was small. I've been in this schooling life for my whole life, minus my infancy. I've been thinking of what life would be like after school. And what lies ahead for me to take on when that time comes. I've just realised that this transition in phases of my life will take place in one week's time. In one week, I will be letting go of this sequence in life. I will embrace something new. Something that I might not have experienced before. Heads up, let's get ready to go.

This is My Life

Just want to let you know that (even though my blog isn't being read) I have made another blog at This Is My Life. Just go to it and you will find why I made it.

I have adopted the name (and maybe some of the writing style) from FMyLife.com. So if you find anything from me that has TIML at the end of it, it should also appear in my stated blog.

Be sure to drop by and enjoy having a look at my life.

Another piece in the IN file

I'm updating a blog that is shared by myself and a group of seniors who are all in the UK now doing undergraduate studies. My job is to report on local news, weekly.

I do not know what to update this blog with as there are no set parameters for me. So just brace yourself for what comes next. Date of next publication for sure is unknown.

One good statement

It's obvious that you've been ignored (or that you're being paranoid just to motivate yourself; oh yes, I prefer this one) when all the people you chat with ignore you.

That's good, because that's wakey-wakey time for me, I've to study, I'll continue our chat on the 16th of November 2009, alright!

Have a pleasant afternoon!

Couldn't stop but post

In the 1400's a law was set forth in England that a man was allowed to beat his wife with a stick no thicker than his thumb. Hence we have "the rule of thumb"

Many years ago in Scotland , a new game was invented. It was ruled "Gentlemen Only...Ladies Forbidden"...and thus the word GOLF entered i nto the English language.

The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV were Fred and Wilma Flintstone.

Every day more money is printed for Monopoly than the U.S. Treasury.

Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better.

Coca-Cola was originally green.

It is impossible to lick your elbow.

The State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska

The per centage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% (now get this...)

The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%

The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: $6,400

The average number of people airborne over the U.S. in any given hour: 61,000

Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.

The first novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer.

The San Francisco Cable cars are the only mobile National Monuments.

Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history: Spades - King David Hearts - Charlemagne Clubs -Alexander, the Great Diamonds - Julius Caesar

111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321

If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.

Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4th, John Hancock and Charles Thomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.

Q. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what? A. Their birthplace

Q. Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat name requested? A. Obsession

Q. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter "A"? A. One thousand

Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common? A. All were invented by women.

Q. What is the only food that doesn't spoil? A. Honey

Q. Which day are there more collect calls than any other day of the year? A. Father's Day

In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase......... "goodnight, sleep tight."

It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their ca lendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the honeymoon.

In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts... So in old England , when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them "Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down." It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's"

Many years ago in England , pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.

~~~~~~~~~~~AND FINALLY~~~~~~~~~~~~

At least 75% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow!

Again, from 2flashgames.com

Expressiveness?

The child in the text is very expressive of herself. Read on.

I've been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second grade classroom a few years back.

When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they're welcome.

Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater.

She holds up a snapshot of an infant. "This is Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday"

"First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord."

She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.

"Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, 'Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!' Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. She walked around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!' (Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.)"

"My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have a sign on the car like the Domino's man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this." (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.)

"And then, pop!"

"My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!" (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands miming water flowing away. It was too much!)

"Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push,' and 'breathe, breathe. They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom's play-center, (placenta) so there must be a lot of toys inside there."

Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat. I'm sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, when it's show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another 'Middle Wife' comes along.

Again, from 2flashgames.com

I won't let go of this

Got this from 2flashgames.com (direct link to page)

Read my question at the end of the post.

This is too true to be funny...

The next time you hear a politician use the

word 'billion' in a casual manner, think about

whether you want the 'politicians' spending

YOUR tax money.

A billion is a difficult number to comprehend,

but one advertising agency did a good job of

putting that figure into some perspective in

one of it's releases.

A..

A billion seconds ago it was 1959.

B.

A billion minutes ago Jesus was alive.

C.

A billion hours ago our ancestors were

living in the Stone Age.

D.

A billion days ago no-one walked on the earth on two feet.

E.

A billion dollars ago was only

8 hours and 20 minutes,

at the rate our government

is spending it.

While this thought is still fresh in our brain...

let's take a look at New Orleans ....

It's amazing what you can learn with some simple division.

Louisiana Senator,

Mary Landrieu (D)

is presently asking Congress for

250 BILLION DOLLARS

to rebuild New Orleans .. Interesting number...

what does it mean?

A.

Well... if you are one of the 484,674 residents of New Orleans

(every man, woman, and child)

you each get $516,528.

B.

Or... if you have one of the 188,251 homes in

New Orleans , your home gets $1,329,787.

C..

Or... if you are a family of four...

your family gets $2,066,012.

Imagine, now $700 billion bailing out banks in theUS. That's enough to fund complete medical care for every man, woman and child currently alive in theUS for 11 years!!

50 billion to bail out the auto industry???

Washington , D.C.

&

Ottawa ON.

< HELLO!!! >

Are all your calculators broken??

Accounts Receivable Tax

Building Permit Tax

CDL License Tax

Cigarette Tax

Corporate Income Tax

Dog License Tax

Federal Income Tax , Federal Unemployment Tax (FUTA)

Fishing License Tax

Food License Tax

Fuel Permit Tax

Gasoline Tax

Hunting License Tax

Inheritance Tax

Inventory Tax

IRS Interest Charges (tax on top of tax)

IRS Penalties (tax on top of tax)

Liquor Tax

Luxury Tax

Marriage License Tax

Medicare Tax

Propert y Tax

Real Estate Tax

Service charge taxes

Social Security Tax

Road Usage Tax (Truckers)

Sales Taxes

Recreational Vehicle Tax

School Tax

State Income Tax

State Unemployment Tax (SUTA)

Telephone Federal Excise Tax

Telephone Federal Universal Service Fee Tax upon Tax

Telephone Federal, State and Local Surcharge Tax

Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax

Telephone Recurring and Non-recurring Charges Tax

Telephone State and Local Tax

Telephone Usage Charge Tax

Utility Tax

Vehicle License Registration Tax

Vehicle Sales Tax

Watercraft Registration Tax

Well Permit Tax

Workers Compensation Tax

Income Tax

Everything Tax

STILL THINK THIS IS FUNNY???

Not one of these taxes existed 100 years ago...

and our nation was the most prosperous in the world.

We had absolutely no national debt...

We had the largest middle class in the world..

and Mom stayed home to raise the kids.

What happened?

Can you spell 'politicians!'

And I still have to

press '1'

for English.

I hope this goes around the

US & CANADA

at least 1 billion times

What the heck happened???

Tell me, where has all the money gone to?

Oh my gosh

"Will you ever be able to take it?" Oh my gosh, that is the question.

It's like Oh my gosh, it's like I wanted it to be at 9 and now it's 11. You do think that I should go Oh my gosh, right? Oh my gosh.

I will not be able to take it so Oh my gosh I'm going to bed now.

Oh my gosh!?!

Hello!

Let's talk about this week.

I am in a little awkward situation unless I talk to someone about it.

Goof bye!

Dream

I have 2 things I want to pursue as serious hobbies so I need the money to buy 2 things... Hope by early 2011 I will have them both.

Call them let-outs

So a few days ago I realised that I appreciate friendship in such a way that I am feeling very lonely now.

How does it feel to have many leaves of different sizes and shapes to adore, but not a single branch to hold on to when you need to grasp it?

How does it feel to have so many ceilings and roofs to hide you away from the rain and shine, but no wall to lean on to when you need support?

How does it feel to be a waterfall that never stops running water but no plunge pool to receive you and break your fall?

Just don't misinterpret.

Just call my name

Selling some PS2 stuff e.g. memory card, fan, controller, power adapter, whatever. Also some Dell LCD computer monitor as well as a computer keyboard that's got lovely shortcut keys at the top of it.

Just get in touch with me

To start a morning off with a friend

I make statements. So sometimes I make statements that are silly and sometimes I make statements are are not so silly and sometimes I make statements that are not silly at all.

So these statements that I am presenting on this dark and cool evening are statements that are no silly at all.

I overlook stuff and am careless with stuff so things backfire when you try to do stuff. What adds to the problem is that I am not confident in what I am doing so yes, we have yet come to another statement of the principle of conservation of energy which is:

To overlook + Carelessness + very low levels of confidence = Not so good stuff

Can be condensed to an equation,

Ov + Ca + no-Co = NSGS

So the mission now is to make this equation totally invalid and, from first principles, derive a equation that sounds positive.

So long.

Story-telling time!

Let me tell you a story about myself. Or rather, a story about my family and I.

My family and I, or should I just say my family, we are a group of people who live under one roof. Literally, yes, under one roof. You know when you're in Form 2 in 2004 and you're studying a subject caled Commerce or Commercial Studies you learn about the types of shops that are existent. One type is the supermarket. An advantage of supermarkets is that you can shop for just about anything under one roof. Same with my family, under one roof. The difference is just that we live under one roof, unlike supermarkets, they sell a lot of things under one roof.

We've got a leaking roof, by the way.

Done with roofs, I shall continue with what I have intended to type out here.

I'm quite sure many families (lone individuals don't fit here I believe) are quite familiar with the term 'family portrait' or 'family picture' or 'family image' or 'family collection of a few million pixels arranged so that you and your family that have been posing for a picture will appear in that collection of the few million pixels'. Whatever.

So, I have to admit, apart from Eid or Raya we haven't had any photo shoots for a family portrait. Ever. Except for one. It was very amatuerly taken. With a digital camera of less than 10 megapixels. By a person who might not have taken more than 20 shots from cameras in their whole life. Maybe.

Well, this family portrait of ours was very spontaneous. The story is as follows:

One of my little siblings had to do a project on something like My Family or something like that and their teacher told them to get a family portait. But as you can see, we never had any portaits back then, not even the Eid or Raya potraits I think (Our extended family only recently adopted the tradition of having family portraits during Eid or Raya). The family portrait was needed urgently I guess, that's why I was being waken up at 6.40 in the morning when I slept very late the night before. Just for the family portrait. I take big steps to sacrifice for my family, you know. I agree to wake up very early. I agree to not yell out loud because my comfortable sleep had been disrupted and whatnot. Just for one picture. Of my family and I. So I was told to wake up for the family portrait that early because that was the only time of the day that everyone was available for posing in front of a camera of a few million megapixels.

Okay so there I was, wearing an Arsenal away jersey and I didn't get time to wash my face because I think the other people had to leave early for work and school and whatnot. Just so you know, I didn't have to go anywhere that day because it was still the O levels holidays. And I had to wear a cap because my hair looked like a Trojan soldier armed to the teeth ready to invade the city of Troy. Or was it the other way around I don't know don't ask me I've forgotten history. I'm looking up Wikipedia right now to see whether I'm right or wrong but nevertheless I'm too busy doing this post so I can't read that long page that much so I'll just leave things the way they currently are. And I still don't know if I'm right or wrong.

My father was in his working clothes, my mother was covered up as usual, and my other siblings were in their school uniforms, smiles on their faces because they're ready to go to school to learn some stuff they have to learn.

Picture-taking time! also known as Photo-shoot! (by the Posh Language Dictionary) or Photoshoot! if you liked it.

I think the final outcome was around a few degrees tilted anticlockwise from the horizontal. But that was okay. Because that's sufficient enough for my little sibling's little project that required a little family portrait that would be okay if it was a little tilted.

End of story. Bye!

The time has come

Assalamu'alaikum.

The optimist would look at the above picture and say it's a glass that's half-full.

The pessimist would look at the above picture and say it's a glass that's half-empty.

The fasting person who's waiting for Maghrib to come will look at the above picture and say that he'd wish he can gulp all the water in one go. At that very moment.

Greet Ramadhan with a twist this year; let's increase our amaal. May Allah accept us. And give us the best grades in this October/November A-levels.

Good things

It's great to know that all good things in life, no matter how small they are, are worth celebrating. I solved a Math question, just one Math question. It was about proving identities and cheered when I got the thing proven. I cheered loudly. Check out the video. Sadly, they're beer ads.

Straight on

I've realised that things that potentially might change my life, small or big, they happen in discrete packets of happenings called quanta.

No, I was just joking. Physics-sense huh? (As opposed to common-sense)

I've realised that things that potentially might change my life, small or big, happen spontaneously (No, not Nuclear Physics here). Very very spontaneous.

Now after cancelling the jokey stuff out:

I've realised that things that potentially might change my life, small or big, happen spontaneously, sometimes happen so quickly, that I don't know what to exactly do when they happen, and sometimes can't recall what I did when they were happening.

So that's life for me.

Can I be your memory...?

I will never be sure whether this will apply to any of you or not, but I look at life in three ways, of which I will explain only two, for the fun of it. No, not exactly... I'm leaving out the third because it is inappropriate to explain here.

First, have a vision that goes forward and is (to be) successful e.g. going to have a great time in the UK if selected for a scholarship, going to have a great life, looking forward and forward and forward and it keeps me looking on forward and forward.

Second, have a 180-degree turn (doesn't matter which way or how you turn, but I prefer turning right) and look back at the past. Well this one makes me go nostalgic. Very very nostalgic. Play a few songs that came out or were famous during those times and I get a really hard bang in the heart saying, "I miss those times...".

That's why sometimes I can't stand listening to old songs or songs that make me think of the past. The effects are uncontrollable. I sometimes go flying and can only reach solid ground some time later.

There are just too many memories to remember. And photos and songs make them easily recallable (does this word exist?). I just hope I have a stable data storage device to store all the pictures and songs that I want so I can reminisce in the later days.

How ever much you miss the days, you have to move on. The most that you can do is to get together with your old buddies, or at most, re-enact what you've been doing in the past... It gives a good feel.

Memories sometimes give a hard time to me but I love recalling them.

One bold statement

Today is the 21st day of July. (You know that)

Time flies so fast that today itself I am determined enough to say that my birthday is just around the corner.

That will mean that the Qualifying Examinations for A-levels are comparable to being like a couple of days away.

And the real A-levels are something like a week away.

On the brighter side (I'm getting pretty used to twist things from one end of the spectrum to the other, ain't I), that will mean that Ramadhan will be 3 days away and Syawal 5 days away!

So accurate my 'days away' calculations... Not.

I've realised it's time

The way you have used time has shaped up what you are now.

When I look back at things that I've been through and done, I regret a hell lot.

But the reality is, I can't.

It's shaped you up and you can only make hollow wishes to have done better things in the time that has passed. You can't regret 'cause you don't have a second chance to do something else rather than do the things that you did when you were 16, and 17 (the first half year).

But on the bright side, usually nearly every dull situation has its emergency door out.

The door here lies in changing myself to what I've wanted to be. Starting now.

It's I don't know

I am so feeble that I can get depressed by reading just two words, maybe even one.

I am so unstable that I can be hyped up one second and nearly cry the other.

I am so desire-oriented that I can just go about thrashing whatever reasoning to just support what my desire says, irrespective of whether I'm truthfully reasoning or not. And I think maybe things don't usually will work well from then on. 'Cause lying usually gets you into trouble.

I am so imaginative that I can cry by just thinking about something totally imaginary.

I am so ignorant that I sometimes overlook other people's situations and get into trouble because of that.

I am so lazy that in months, tonight is the first night that I have completed my Maths homework in accordance with the lessons in school i.e. no delays. I have even planned to have a night out with a few friends just because of this.

A day in Delhi

First things first, I don't know and I'm not sure, and I can't confirm, but maybe I might have pissed or half-pissed or quarter-pissed or eighth-pissed or sixteenth-pissed someone off today so as I said earlier on, first things first, from deep inside, from the bottom of the wall of my heart (left ventricle? Nearly two years of not touching biology has made me like this) I apologise for pissing anyone off today. First thing done.

So what happened was, I came down to school a little earlier than usual. There was only one line of students queueing up for the temperature check at the waiting bay and I joined in. It was long. It wouldn't be that long if you came at around 7.05 a.m.. A tutor then called for a second line to be made and I joined that one. Greeted him good morning as well as the other tutors in charge of SMSA HSE (as if there is a term like that). Why I tell you all this? 'Cause I think this "Morning, Sir!, Morning, Sir!" thing triggered my good mood that lasted a lifetime. Just kidding. It lasted the whole day.

Went through a good day 'cause I talked and smiled and laughed and asked whereabouts and serious stuff and joke stuff and all that stuff with a lot of people. Exceptionally a lot of people. I feel happy. Why? Because typing the above is a good way to summarise the fact that you've been talking to Pkah, Norlela, Abd. Aziz, Zimo, JJ, Yee Fang, Hanafi, Jason, Abd. Khaliq, many more, and My Physics Tutor (note the capital letters). Only I and only I can understand what I am talking about. Great. Now I know how to make life easy. And short. And simple. On the outside only, by the way. 'Cause inside I've got a picture. A picture paints a thousand words... Okay get me? I have a thousand words (or more) inside me.

I had a haircut. Laugh at me, I don't know about hair and I love to go to the Indian barber. With the energy and good mood and all I greeted the barber, who was new, and we broke the ice. Great. Just as he started cutting, I asked his name and I told my name and we set off right away, after a few sentences...

Him: "Sudah kawin ka kawan?"

Me: "Belum eh... Saya umur 17 bah. Kamu?"

Him: "Belum juga... 22"

Him: "Gaalfren?" i.e. "Girlfriend?"

Right on, now we can talk some real stuff here!

Me: "Tidak ada lah..."

We talked and talked and I got to know that he's still a freshie... only around 9 months into the job I think. Asked him how long he'd intend to work in Brunei, since there's a plethora of Indians around who've been here for more than 20 years. He said he'd go for 15. I said he'd be 37 by the time that time came. He agreed...

I used some Urdu to get the ice really melted. No, I don't speak Urdu. Just some words and broken sentences...

I learnt a great deal from him. As usual, barbers over in Delhi don't earn as much as they do in Brunei. Also, competition for jobs is real damn hard over there. So he came here. Good to see you here Bhai-sab!

I asked him. How the hell do you barbers learn to cut hair? He told me that barbers-to-be in Delhi go for a 4-month course in the profession of barbery (I made that word up), maybe in a hairstyling academy or something, I don't know. They cut the hair of people that want their hair to be cut by barber-trainees. And if the hair gets messed up, it's okay. It's okay. They don't mind. They don't mind. That's what I was told by him. The great thing about him was, he graduated from the hairstyling academy or whatever that did Shah Rukh Khan's and Salman Khan's hairs. I asked him if he had ever met Salman Khan. He enthusiastically said yes! Wow, this is great, I thought.

Him: "Salman Khan, muscle banyak!"

Me: "Ia wah?" Melayan lah.

Him: "Ya... Dia banyak gaalfren, tau..." And he kept on saying the names of most probably hot Indian women celebrities and I went nod, nod, nod, nod, nod...

Me: "Dia sudah kawin belum, itu Salman Khan?" Honestly I don't know about him.

Him: "Belum, belum, dia banyak gaalfren..."

Me: "Oh... Dia banyak gaalfren boleh main-main lah, kalau sudah kawin tida boleh main-main lagi bah"

Him: "Itu lah..."

We somehow got back to him working in Brunei for fifteen years and we talked about him getting married and how would his marriage be, his wife, his kids, if he'd be here in Brunei and the rest over in Delhi. He didn't say much but...

"Saya ada gaalfren bah. Dua orang..."

Wow! I laughed. So I said,

"Itu gaalfren tida marah kah, kamu datang sini Brunei?"

I don't think I got an answer to that...

He gave a nice moustache shave, some facial whatever that felt great on my face and a nice massage.

Paid $4 and bade him Salaam.

This reminds me of my childhood days when I would go out with Ayyub and my dad to the same barber shop (different barber) to get our hairs done and my dad would be shooting off some lively conversation with the barber(s).

Maybe the time has come wherein I would be the one conversing with them.

It's a maze

This is a question that I cannot answer:

Why do we still need to stack up empty shampoo bottles with the ones still with contents side by side?

I understand the 'empty shampoo bottle' phenomenon especially if the shampoo was an expensive/ specialty shampoo or if it was from some Hilton hotel in Los Angeles or wherever.

I have come across some instances (and so have you, I believe) where you can see stacks of shampoo bottles with the gel douche and moisturising lotion whatnot either on the sink or around the washroom. Beautiful. They must be there. It shows people how much of a traveller you are. In some rare cases can you might even come across eau de toillettes. Complimentary, from the most luxurious hotel you can name. Teriffic!

Despite all this, I still cannot understand why empty shampoo bottles (No, not empty bottles from Hilton hotel in Makkah, it's those Head and Shoulders stuff) must be stacked together with the bottles that are still in use...

Let's go somewhere else.

For a second, I thought, why would the clock show 11 o'clock while it was still daylight (I assumed it was 11 p.m.)? I somehow figured out that the clock wasn't working. So I turned my head the other way. The digital clock didn't lie; It was 4.44 p.m.. Great! Now I understand the reason for displaying 3 clocks in one room. I never got the logic of putting more than one in a single room/common area.

One day, I removed one of the clocks and put it in my room (My room hadn't had a working clock in it for years, till then). It was sickening to see three clocks in one place. The day after, another new clock was there! Fabulous! Someone had put a new clock there! That place really needed 3 clocks after all.

Call it personal

Well hello dear fellows

I am having a good time these days... However I admit that I am not settled down yet. I'm still floating in mid air... Now can you tell me where the solid ground is again?

I have loads to do... It's mostly school stuff and with full truth and honesty there is a little bit of university stuff to be done to.

I feel demotivated, under pressure and that sort of stuff but thank God my laziness is evaporating away from me by the minute! That's the important thing to bear in mind. Once the laziness goes away, dude, you can fly further than the space shuttle (was the name Voyager I) that took the picture of the Pale Blue Dot. And never come back.

Well, that's the end. See you soon!