...Ramblings

Screwed Up Life

One might think everyday life is as boring as looking at the clock tick past every second, dully and meaningless. If your life is duly planned, every day seem to be full of colours and inspirations. But I don't think all these goes around that easy. Having to start of this year, worrying about the upcoming exam, followed by the "sublime" taste of failure in debate, then unable to score better for Chinese, the demise of my grandpa, then inflicting people verbally and being booed during a meeting by almost every single uneducated, immoral bumpkins twice, and being less important than a TV show. What's more, I didn't get the post I actually applied for. That's nothing like good. 

LIFE"S A SCREW WHICH SCREWS UP ALL THE TIME.  

Cokes are rather unpalatable to me. Diet colas are also not very good due to their Aspartame content. Aspartame is the common ingredient in all fake sugar, Equal, Spoonful, etc....  which some people have had some pretty scary symptoms after drinking Aspartame such as: seizures, breathing difficulties, memory loss, nausea, headaches, and a host of other symptoms.   Basically Aspartame can build up calcium in certain neurons on your brain, making if difficult for your brain to send messages to various parts of your body via these neurons.  The neurons die due to over stimulation.

All that and it was just diet colas, now lets move on to regular colas.  Sugar is a significant ingredient that will harm you.  One can of cola contains 40.5 grams of sugar, that's around 10 teaspoons of sugar.

Colas also contain ethylene glycol, which is used in anti-freeze.   Ethylene glycol is a slow poison, it won't kill you if you have it in small quantities but it will kill you in large quantities.  That doesn't mean the small quantities are totally harmless however.

And the worst thing about colas are due to their extremely high acidity.  The pH for colas is around 3.4, which scientifically is strong enough to dissolve teeth and bones. So, I'm not going to accept any coke if you offer me any. 

All sources are from Google.com

10 Great tips to be a photoshopper

1. Don't window shop or even really shop, use photoshop.

2. Take bars of chocolate to stimulate your creativity

3. Try screwing up each and every picture you have, and you'll find something interesting.

4. Make sure that you have a constant flow of power to your computer.

5. Make sure you have enough RAM.

6. Don't use money when you photo shop.

7. Never buy a reference book because it will only make you feel confused and lost.

8. Do whatever you like.

9. Stop and stare occasionally.

10. Use CYMK compatible color profiles.  

Epic Failures

1. Failed to remember all the key positions on a guitar
2. Failed in the debate this year. Humiliated.
3. Failed to write an essay on time.
4. Failed to get great a touch screen phone
5. Failed to impress people.
6. Failed to do everything.

The depressed world of depression kills lots of depressed brain cells.

Interclass Debate

from: http://ageofuncertainty.blogspot.com

When there's a will, there's a way.
Once again, the annual interclass debate has arrived. The time from now to the debate is a mere 30 hours. How long will preparation time be after deducting resting hours and so on? I have lost once, in the debate last year. With shaky cold sweaty palms, I read my lines. I was nervous, as if butterflies were really in my tummy. After being upset and challenged by that epic failure, I decided to retry, and this time, I'm gonna make sure my group and I win this debate.

Failing to plan means planning to fail.
My group were uncooperative, not supportive, selfish and I was a bloody lousy speaker. Eh, how could I lose to a non-living object? Damn. We really planned to fail last year as we really failed to plan. One failure is bad enough. In fact, too bad.

A hope is always something that is uncertain, not solid, and unreliable. Still, I hope that I will be a confident and extraordinary debater.

Happy New Year!

Time whizzes like a punctured gas balloon, so do the fireworks. 

C-H-E-E-S-E cake

A goluptious  cheese cake with chopped apricot and strawberries.That's really toothsome!

I was the co-baker. But the air pockets in the cake doesn't seem to stay, maybe it's just the heavy layer of tangy cream cheese. There's still half of it in my fridge though.

Mom, it's only 4 oclock in the morning!

It was only 4 in the morning when my dad knocked my door. "Wake up! it's 4. 10 now." The silence of that morning was suddenly disturbed my that morning call, and my alarm call. It's the end of another year, when my house maid requests to return home for Christmas. I jolted out of bed, and straight to the bathroom. I soon grabbed my camera and started on the journey to the "Low Cost Carriage Terminal" My father dislikes going there for a few reasons, one: it looks quite like "pudu raya- Malaysia's busiest bus terminal" two, its really along way from home, a journey nigh onto one hour.

When we got home, we hit the sack right yo about 10 or 11, A really nice energy boosting nap.

The glowing street lights in the pitch dark morning.

Curvy lights at 6 in the morning. More red tailgate lights to be seen.

Some random flower in my potted garden.