Two giant internet derps this week.
Failbook comment of this guy insisting the Titanic wasn't a real ship, calling his detractors idiots.
Intruiging share I got of this slightly-tricky math question: people calling the wrong answer and calling the people who got it right idiots.
"Idiots" being one of the most polite terms that got thrown about.
In the midst of all the "I DON'T WANT TO LIVE ON THIS PLANET ANYMORE" thrown by the members of the 'correct' camps I feel a little twinge for the people on the other camp, who are going to wake up tomorrow and realise what they said on the Internet.
...ouch, much?
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Driving
The first time I was a public nuisance, I was freaking out.
But now it's kinda grown on me I suppose. How odd.
---
Dear Channel 8 dramas,
Why.
You know, I used to like you despite of your flaws; because of your flaws. Pointing them out and laughing at them was a family past time, a weekday 8pm tradition. There used to be good plots - at least, bearable plots.
But now why you do this.
The stock hatable-characters have no redeeming characteristic whatsoever. They're too successful - my hate for them is drawn out so well it spills over to the entire show (and the entire genre, if it can be called that). The plot twists are insane. Either go all the way and make it a supernatural drama, otherwise, keep it normal. Don't go half-half, it's annoying as anything.
---
Last time, in Council Retreats, we used to wake up in the chalet and sleepily spread Milo powder on bread. We declared it the best thing to go with bread, arguably so. I'd like to think the tradition has continued. (I'm not sure if we did it in debate - I think we might have.)
A couple of nights ago, I was hungry and decided to replicate the dish for old time's sake. But I was too lazy to use Milo powder, so I used a conveniently located packet of coffee powder and leftover CNY goodies.
...it wasn't that bad, honestly.
And it's a good way to get rid of your leftover cookies while kidding yourself that you're eating healthier!
---
I feel kind of infuriated that all these developments in the world are happening while I'm in NS, experiencing the slow deteoriation of my language skills, speaking ability and confidence. I want to see and argue in those debates that we would have had at SOPA's / Libya's height and whatnot, and to talk about the events from that piping fresh-hot perspective.
It's always good to bring them up as examples long after the things have passed, what with the benefit of hindsight and all. But now, when you can read immediately about what people are going through, what people are doing about it - the human struggle in all -
...I need to get us to an open.
...first a bakery. Then an open.
Yeahhh.
But now it's kinda grown on me I suppose. How odd.
---
Dear Channel 8 dramas,
Why.
You know, I used to like you despite of your flaws; because of your flaws. Pointing them out and laughing at them was a family past time, a weekday 8pm tradition. There used to be good plots - at least, bearable plots.
But now why you do this.
The stock hatable-characters have no redeeming characteristic whatsoever. They're too successful - my hate for them is drawn out so well it spills over to the entire show (and the entire genre, if it can be called that). The plot twists are insane. Either go all the way and make it a supernatural drama, otherwise, keep it normal. Don't go half-half, it's annoying as anything.
---
Last time, in Council Retreats, we used to wake up in the chalet and sleepily spread Milo powder on bread. We declared it the best thing to go with bread, arguably so. I'd like to think the tradition has continued. (I'm not sure if we did it in debate - I think we might have.)
A couple of nights ago, I was hungry and decided to replicate the dish for old time's sake. But I was too lazy to use Milo powder, so I used a conveniently located packet of coffee powder and leftover CNY goodies.
...it wasn't that bad, honestly.
And it's a good way to get rid of your leftover cookies while kidding yourself that you're eating healthier!
---
I feel kind of infuriated that all these developments in the world are happening while I'm in NS, experiencing the slow deteoriation of my language skills, speaking ability and confidence. I want to see and argue in those debates that we would have had at SOPA's / Libya's height and whatnot, and to talk about the events from that piping fresh-hot perspective.
It's always good to bring them up as examples long after the things have passed, what with the benefit of hindsight and all. But now, when you can read immediately about what people are going through, what people are doing about it - the human struggle in all -
...I need to get us to an open.
...first a bakery. Then an open.
Yeahhh.
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Freude
O Freunde, nicht diese Töne!
Sondern laßt uns angenehmere an stimmen,
und freudenvollere.
Freude! (men's chorus: Freude! )
Freude! (chorus again: Freude! )
Perhaps not surprisingly
O friends, not these tones!
Rather, let us raise our voices in more pleasing
And more joyful sounds!
Joy! (Joy!)
Joy! (Joy!)
Fallen in love with this again
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.
I hope Windows reinstates it
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods
Daughter from Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Into your sanctuary, heavenly (daughter)!
Your magic reunites
What custom strictly divided.
All men become brothers,
Where your gentle wing rests.
into the next Windows' Sample Music
-- An die Freude
commonly known as Ode to Joy
(Schiller, Beethoven)
Sondern laßt uns angenehmere an stimmen,
und freudenvollere.
Freude! (men's chorus: Freude! )
Freude! (chorus again: Freude! )
Perhaps not surprisingly
O friends, not these tones!
Rather, let us raise our voices in more pleasing
And more joyful sounds!
Joy! (Joy!)
Joy! (Joy!)
Fallen in love with this again
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.
I hope Windows reinstates it
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods
Daughter from Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Into your sanctuary, heavenly (daughter)!
Your magic reunites
What custom strictly divided.
All men become brothers,
Where your gentle wing rests.
into the next Windows' Sample Music
-- An die Freude
commonly known as Ode to Joy
(Schiller, Beethoven)
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