Can you enhance that?

I'm someone who likes to tune in to those crime shows on TV every once in a while, especially when I have nothing else to do. I've got to admit, they are kind of enjoyable and it's nice to follow the main characters' individual stories as well (though it seems that almost all of them are doomed to forever be single). Sometimes, though, these shows go a bit too far with their zooming in and enhancing and lifting fingerprints and DNA off of almost anything, or how they stand around and explain things to each other when they already know all that while squeezing witty remarks into their conversations (okay, so I get this is so that people will get all that forensic/scientific stuff they're talking about and laugh at the same time). Anyway, here's one scene from CSI that's both hilarious and irritating all at the same time:



Oh yes, this is totally realistic. I also love how she says: "Well, resolution isn't very good". Good grief, woman! You just magnified, enhanced and reversed a reflection of an image of a guy in a cornea of a woman captured by a frikkin' security camera! Oh and they just had to enhance this image further to reveal that the guy was carrying a basketball. I was seriously surprised they did not magnify further and lifted fingerprints off that ball, ran them through their database and brought up the killer's profile and everything. I mean, if you're going to do something like this, why not go all the way and disregard everything we've come to know about reality? Well, I guess if they did do that, every single show wouldn't last for more than 3 minutes.
And finally, as David Caruso would say in this situation,"Well, I guess we've. . ."*puts on shades*". . .got our man."YEEEEEAAAAAAAAH!
Ciao, 

quick update and game suggestion

Hey guys! So right now I should be doing something for a class I have tomorrow, but since I adore procrastinating, I opted to finish The Company of Myself first. Now that I've completed it, I've decided to write this post. The Company of Myself is wonderful puzzle game with an interesting story. It's not your normal puzzle game though, it's actually sort of deep. If you have introverted moments every now and then (like me), then you'll be able to relate to at least one line that appears in the game. The game play itself is a bit tricky and the levels are challenging but manageable. I also adore the music that goes with it since it really sets the mood.

I recommend you go and play it (that is, of course, if you aren't doing anything or if you want to). Go and play The Company of Myself here.

I've been meaning to continue with my superhero journey (part 3) but I've been (sort of) studying all weekend. However, I might get to post tomorrow after school and everything.

In other news, I've made a new header for my blog after Furree Katt and Kamila suggested I do so. I created everything in Paint and I'm pretty happy with it. What do you guys think?

Hugs,

New (sort of) Look

Okay, so if you don't really know how to use those little seeing orbs of yours (your eyes, in case you did not get that), you might not have noticed that I've changed my layout, basically I've updated to the new Blogger layout. If you did notice, though, yay for you! Give yourself a round of applause.

Why the change, you ask? Well, I've been having a ton of problems with my old layout and some of my newer posts began failing to appear for my followers to see in their dashboards. However, even after the upgrade, I still have a couple of problems to work on. After I upgraded, I decided to follow myself to see what you guys (my beloved followers) are seeing and the good news is that my feed has reappeared but the bad news is that some other person's posts are appearing in there along with my own posts (argh!). I've been trying to find out how to fix that. Anyway, sorry you guys. Hopefully, this will all be resolved soon.

Oh, and I've also tried to make my new layout look as close as possible to my old one. I kind of liked my old one and I'm not really a fan of sudden changes. However, I've also added some new stuff, too. I now have a couple of tabs up top and (this is the awesome part) a panda named Oreo! Isn't that awesome. Check him out on my sidebar and feed him some bamboo. He is so cute and I think he fits the black and white theme of my blog nicely, don't you think? Tee-hee. That is all.

Kthxbai,

The Dream

I write like
Stephen King

I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!

Oh my! Haha. I wish. When I got this result, I literally laughed out loud. I've always wanted to be like him but I don't really consider my writing to be like his. At least, not at the moment. *wink*

Anyway, here is the short story I had analyzed: (click read more to see it)

The Green Hornet review

So guess what, you guys? Well, 2 days ago, which was a Wednesday, was the day I finally watched *cue drumroll* THE GREEN HORNET. yay, right?

So before any of you who haven't watched the movie continue reading, I should point out that this post contains a lot of spoilers but if you don't really care or have already watched it, read on!

Let's start this post off with some stills from the movie:

Tee-hee. Ehem. Anyway, so the plot was there's this rich, spoiled brat named Britt Reid (Seth Rogen) who suddenly inherits his dad's newspaper fortune after the former's sudden death due to a bee sting (supposedly). However, Britt's dad wasn't exactly the loving, i-have-all-the-time-in-the-world-for-you type of dad and this results in Britt rebelling and eventually becoming a 30-year old party boy who is not only unprepared for but doesn't really want anything to do with dad's newspaper business. After firing all the employees that worked for his dad, he wakes up the next morning and finds his coffee tastes like crap. He hunts down this mysterious coffee maker and finds out his name is Kato (Jay Chou) and he reveals he was actually Britt's dad's auto mechanic and a real bad-ass one at that. He is also an inventor and is incredibly resourceful. The two of them become BFF's (sort of) and decide to do something with their lives and become crime-fighters by making the bad guys think that they're bad guys as well. They do this with the help of Lenore Case (Cameron Diaz) who is Britt's secretary and is extremely well-versed when it comes to crime and all that. Eventually, they get in over their heads and attract the attention of Chudnofsky (Christoph Waltz), an old-school crime boss who wants them gone so he can get all the glory again. So now, Britt and Kato not only have to save themselves but they also have to defeat Chudnofsky as well. (Gosh, I don't even know if I am spelling his name right. Haha) Anyway, for the whole plot summary, visit http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0990407/synopsis.

Anyway, so that was the plot. Now for my review of it. This is going to be hard, but I'm going to try my best to not be too biased and too fan-girly and fill this post with too much "oh gawd! they were so awesome! i loved them both! eeeek!"

So Green Hornet started out nice and funny. I actually enjoyed it. However, Seth's character was really really annoying in this film and I felt sorry for Kato since he put up with all of Britt's crap. I like Seth but there were a ton of times I wanted to kick him (I mean, his character). I think he overdid it a bit since he made his character appear a bit too unrealistic (but I guess this was for the laughs). But seriously, his character was like a whiny, know-it-all twelve year old who was perpetually high. (sorry, Seth) I did warm up to him towards the end of the film, though. And oh gosh, I loved him and that darn sushi flash drive. HAHAHA. *ehem* There were a couple of continuity mistakes in the film but I don't really mind. What bothered me was the amount of damage Britt and Kato were doing to the whole city and the amount of civilians they (probably) killed. And they're supposed to be the good guys. However, the action scenes were pretty good and exciting. Jay Chou was awesome and he really kicked butt in this film. *swoons* As for the other characters, Cameron Diaz and Chudwhathisname, I think they did a pretty good job and did the film some justice. I also really liked the cameo by James Franco in the opening scene. I enjoyed that one.

So overall, the film was pretty good and I actually enjoyed it. Though, surprisingly, not as much as I hoped I would. Maybe I set my standards too high. It wasn't really too serious but in a good way. Oh well, it was fun at least to watch Seth and Jay be BFF's and exchange a few gay innuendos. Haha. They should work together again. Although I am not really hoping for a Green Hornet sequel. Yes, I know. Big surprise since I am supposed to be a fan and all. However, I don't really think a sequel would be a good idea (maybe it's just me) but I rate this film a 3.5 out of 5 and from my experience, sequels almost always seem to be worse than originals. But maybe I do want a sequel. Erk. I don't know. I'm on the fence with this one. Oh well.

So, there you have it. Right now, I am waiting for the next film when more of my celebrity crushes join forces. Haha. (Man, this was a long post)

See you later, 

my superhero journey (part 2)

So, in "my superhero journey (part 1)", i talked about superpowers and all the basics. I've decided that my final main power shall be the ability to control and manipulate people and objects with my mind, à la Jean Grey. I've always wanted to do that. Haha. Anyway, in this post, I shall talk about superhero costumes. I mean, what's a good superhero without their own awesome skin-tight costume with the underwear on the outside, eh?

So, without further ado, let us take a look at some of the craziest superhero costumes over the years:
1) The original Robin costume plus the original Nightwing one.

So we all know what the original Robin costume looked like. Yes, the one with no pants and reeeaaaallllyyy short shorts. I don't even think those are shorts anymore. Robin's original costume simply made Batman look like a pedo for having his sidekick dress like that. I guess Robin was okay with all this when, years later, he decided to become an independent superhero and became Nightwing. The original Nightwing costume had bright yellow accents, a spiffy collar and a deep v-neckline (bordering on douchebag neckline?) that exposed most of his chest. It always looked like he was more ready for a night of dancing than for fighting crime.

2) 1940's Flash (Jay Garrick)

This bowl was an excellent idea!

Back then, the first Flash used to wear a red shirt with a thunderbolt on it, blue pants and chunky red boots (with wings). Oh right, he also used to wear a shiny stainless steel bowl on his head (with wings). I don't think he was even trying to hide his identity for that matter. Well, sure, he may speed by so fast that no-one could make out his features but he has to save people, right? He has to carry them? Surely someone would recognize him. Also, he can't be running around all the time.

3) The Original Daredevil

Oh gawd! It's that guy from those burger commercials!

Before donning the sleek crimson outfit we all know today, Daredevil fought crime (presumably by blinding everyone else, too) in this yellow and red eyesore. You know who else dresses like this? Ronald McDonald. A good rule of thumb when choosing a costume-try not to look like a mascot of a popular fast food chain. But can we really blame him? After all, he IS blind.

4) Brainiac

Okay fine, you got me. Brainiac isn't even a superhero (he's a supervillain). But I just couldn't forgive his bright pink shirt and boots over his green skin (How can you take someone seriously when he's dressed like this?). He also doesn't wear pants which makes me wonder if he took fashion tips from Robin. Oh, and he also has these, err...thingies stuck on his bald head.

5) Dazzler

Alas, women are not exempted from making horrible fashion choices. Here we have Dazzler, who decided wearing KISS makeup, a silver disco outfit (complete with disco ball necklace) and roller blades was a good idea. Oh and to make her even more useless, her power is making sparkles appear!

So that's it for today. All pictures were taken from Google Images. I may write about superhero weaknesses in part 3. As for now, I need to get back to designing my own costume. Haha. In the meantime, why don't you guys try designing your own costumes using this site: http://www.ugo.com/games/superhero-generator-heromachine-2-5

I might whip up my own and post it next time. 

Stay dazzling,

My Larynx and The Green Hornet

Hello everyone!

Right now I am working on making a paper larynx and clay ayrtenoid and cricoid cartilages for my Anatomy and Physiology class tomorrow. I am getting quite nervous since our exam for this class is in about two or three weeks and there are a ton of muscles and bones and cartilages and whatnot that needs to be memorized and understood (where they are connected, what they articulate, etc. etc.). The topics I need to study for the exam are the anatomy and physiology of articulation, phonation, resonation and respiration. *cries*

i have these things in my neck?! image source 

Anyway, I know this is all incredibly boring so I let's move on, shall we? Okay, so I still haven't watched The Green Hornet yet, but I may do so this Wednesday which is the day after tomorrow, after class. I've just been so busy with everything that I don't really have much time to just sit back and relax. Also, I've decided to put off movie watching until I'm sort of free enough to really enjoy it and not just rush through it.

Please be worth it.

Oh, of course it will be worth it. Even though critics have branded this movie "an atrocity", just seeing two of my many celebrity crushes (and completely opposite ones at that) share the same screen is enough to make me happy. Also, see this post I made a while back about Seth, Jay and The Green Hornet. Only if you want to, of course. Haha. So, I guess that's it for this post. I don't really have anything else to say at the moment. Plus, I have to get back to studying my larynx (ugh). I'm really hoping I can make another post about my superhero journey tomorrow. See you guys then.


Toodles, 

handsome behinds

Now this next story that I am about to share with you guys happened quite a long time ago but I remembered it again today. It's quite a funny story (well, I think so anyway. haha)

So this friend I were exiting our local mall and we saw a guy at a fair distance from us carrying a big box and from the picture of a huge monitor on the front, we deduced that the box indeed contained a. . .huge monitor, fresh from the electronics shop. "Nice", we thought to ourselves, "The guy must make a good amount of money to buy something like that". We then proceeded to check the guy out (oh yeah). The guy was tall-about 6'2, he had fair skin and dark wavy (or was it curly, I can't really remember) brown hair. He was wearing jeans and a collared, dark maroon shirt. He looked like he worked out since he had a fairly athletic build. He was standing on the sidewalk seemingly waiting for a cab but (here's the catch) he had his back turned to us, so we couldn't really see his face. Here's an approximation of what his back looked like:

Yes, he looked a bit like that.

So my friend starts telling me that this guy is hot and she'd love to have someone that looks like him as a boyfriend. She even jokingly tells me that she now has a crush on the guy. I nod my head in silent agreement and we both decided to go over to where he was to get a better look at his face. I mean, after all, with a back like that, it is only natural that he should be pretty good-looking, too. Before we crossed the street, though, he turned around and revealed his face. Then, we were all like:

Oh my ghdsbdhdgdyagdhaba. . . 

Why? Well, let's just say that the guy just wasn't our type. He lacked a bit in the looks department, he was aesthetically challenged. Okay, I'm trying to be politically correct here. Anyway, we then looked at each other  knowingly and a smile broke out across my face. "So, you still want him as your boyfriend, huh?", I asked. Since that day, I remind her of this incident every now and then and we still have a good laugh about it. 

Oh, and another thing, when he turned around, it was revealed that his shirt was actually his uniform with the logo of the electronics shop he worked at printed on the front. As for the big monitor, he was only carrying it for an elderly female customer (who was beside him at the time) until she got a cab to take her home.

I guess you shouldn't really judge someone by how good their behind looks like. Haha.

Stay awesome, 

hang in there, kid.

I know I've been a bit erratic with my posts these past few days but I've been especially busy. Reports and exams are all coming at me full force. I have an Anatomy and Physiology report and research thing, another report for my Science and Technology Studies (STS) course, etc, etc, etc. To top this all off, I haven't watched "Green Hornet" yet. What kind of fan am I? Haha. Indeed, schoolwork has been piling up and I feel that I just might crack under all the pressure. I can't let that happen, though. I have to stay strong.
Anyway, to wrap this very short post up, here's a wonderful and inspiring quote from a famous deafblind woman who beat the odds and became someone successful despite her handicap (through the help of her teacher, Anne Sullivan, of course):

''We can do anything we want to do if we stick to it long enough.''  

-Helen Keller

signing out, 

Rainbow Jello and Seth Rogen (again?)

Why are rainbow-colored food so delightful? They are seriously like happiness exploding in your mouth. They look so cute and the rainbow colors make any ordinary food look interesting and appealing. Just googling "rainbow food" brings up a ton of delicious stuff that I know I'd gobble up in a heartbeat. Well, except for the rainbow vagina cupcakes (they come up on the first page), which I don't really think I'd want to have. Haha.

The only rainbow-colored food I ever got to eat were white chocolate rainbow brownies that a friend whipped up after following the instructions on an infographic. Needless to say, it was delicious and the colors were pretty. I especially liked the blue parts of it. Sadly, I didn't get to take a picture.

However, I did find a picture of and a recipe for RAINBOW JELLO! (yes, the rainbow colored words were very necessary) Check 'em out (in all their colorful glory):

Source: http://dobetter.wordpress.com/2008/03/18/rainbow-jello/

I'd like to try and make this sometime. I bet they'd be both fun to make and gobble up. Tee-hee. Also, for all the satisfaction of jiggling jello, without actually jiggling it, click on this link. 

Now, on an unrelated note, I was wondering if I should send Seth Rogen (you know, my celebrity crush) some fan mail and ask for an autograph. Here is his address info and everything: http://www.fanmail.biz/8989.html

There have already been a couple of people reporting successfully returned autographed pictures and I'd like to try it out for myself. After all, I don't know if I'll ever really get to see him face to face and even if I never do, I'll already have his autograph (assuming he'll respond). Plus, it would be nice to have tried, at least. So I am seriously contemplating whether I should write him or not. I'm gearing towards the former. I'm just hoping he'll respond. If he does, I'll post a scan of it and I will scream and do my happy dance. (I won't record and upload that, though. That would be social suicide. *giggle*)

cheers,

my superhero journey (part 1)

Who doesn't think superheroes are cool? I mean, they are seriously awesome! I'm someone who has spent a good portion of my childhood and adolescence (teenager-hood?) reading my brother's comic books. No famous classics for me, so sorry Les Miserables, A Tale of Two Cities and Pride and Prejudice (is it shocking that I haven't read the first two and fell asleep after a few pages of the third one? gah! Sorry). I may read them and more some time soon, probably when I grow up (which I am thinking is sometime around never). However, I may pick those books up and pretend to browse through one of them while in a bookstore in order to snag a cute, quirky, cultured dude. Haha. Okay, I was kidding. I think.

Anyway, today I will talk about what I will be like if I was a superhero (which I still believe will happen in the near future. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Haha.)

So, I have to automatically be able to fly (though not really a staple, but this is my world, so to heck with rules), have a fairly acceptable knowledge of combat moves and skills (naturally), be fit and strong (so I will look hot in that skin-tight outfit, of course), and finally be witty and charming (think Spiderman one-liners).

The films largely ignored the fact that Spidey's a wisecracker. I was disappointed.

So now that I've got the basics all smoothed out, I need to be able to have an awesome superpower and one that will be associated to me and my superhero name.

But first, let's look at some of the other superheroes with weird, and incidentally hilarious super powers:

1) Defenestrator - he is a member of Section Eight from the comic series "Hitman". His power is throwing people out of windows. He even carries a window around in case there isn't one available nearby. Seriously.

2) Bueno Excellente- another member of Section Eight. He wears a shrunken brown coat that exposes his hairy chest and his huge belly. He only ever says "Bueno" or "Excellente" (usually preceded with a chuckle) and he uses this to defeat his enemies. He literally fights evil with the powers of perversion. *shudders*

3) Dog Welder- he is also a member of Section Eight (okay, I will make him the last one. You are free to research the rest). He wears a welder's mask and quite simply, welds stray dogs onto his enemies' faces. I cannot think of a less disturbing way to say that.

4) Arm Fall Off Boy- His power is detaching his left arm like he was some plastic action figure and using it as a club. I also love how creative he was with his name. 

5) Squirrel Girl- Besides, having the agility, speed, and strength of a squirrel, Squirrel girl can also -wait for it- talk to squirrels! She has actually saved the day multiple times. One includes the time she actually defeated Doctor Doom (presumably by having a squirrel run up his pants). Plus, she has inspired Bubbles from the Power Puff Girls, who can also talk to squirrels.

6) The Color Kid- He could change the color of things. That is all.

7) Red Bee- Sort of like Squirrel girl, but this time with BEEEESSSS! He could train bees like no bee trainer you've ever seen and he kept his favorite bee (Michael) inside his belt buckle. I am not kidding.

So, that is all I will list (for now). I still haven't decided on what my superpower is going to be yet, plus, what my costume should look like, if I should have a sidekick or not, etc. This is the reason I've divided this post into multiple ones, since I wouldn't want to bore you guys with a super long post about my journey to becoming a superhero. Haha. Plus, it is actually tiring on my end. Do you guys have any suggestions for me? More weird superheroes you can tell me about? Let me know!

Stay super,

note to my future self

Do you ever wonder what would happen if, perhaps many years later, in the near future, you'd ever need to go back in time and tell your past self something really important that is sort of like a life and death thing? How would you go about convincing your past self that you're telling the truth and that you are really from the future? Are you still following me here? Anyway, it is obvious that something like that would be very hard to believe. I mean, how would you feel if some old person, who suspiciously looks like you but yet you are not entirely sure, suddenly comes up to you and tells you he or she is you from the future and and has traveled back in time through some sort of time machine because he or she has to tell you something? How would you not just dismiss that individual as some crazy person?

Luckily, I've devised a plan. I know I've gotten inspiration for this somewhere but I can't really remember where right now. Anyway, I have formed a secret code that's hard to guess and that only I know and that I haven't told or will ever tell anyone. I will never write this code down and I will never say it out loud. I have embedded it deep into my brain and no-one could ever possibly know it but me.

 Okay, so maybe him too.

So anyway, if anyone comes up to me claiming she's my future self, all I have to do to verify her story is to ask her the secret code I've formed and remembered in my mind. If she's telling the truth, she should know that code, too and it would save both of us the time and effort with all the formalities and we can get straight to business.

Haha. What do you think? Sorry, my brain has been reduced to mush right now and I still have a lot to do. Oh noeees! :O

See ya,

only in the action movies

This is a list of things that only seem to happen in action films, based on my own personal observations. Why, oh why do they have to be so predictable?

1. Good guys get shot, punched, kicked, etc. in various places and yet still manage to miraculously go on and defeat the bad guy(s).
Medically speaking, if you get shot in the shoulder, it would cause excruciating pain (basically it would hurt like heck) and you would be completely immobilized for days or even weeks, yet surprisingly, all male action heroes merely utter a grunt and clutch their shoulder for a few seconds after getting shot and go on like nothing has happened. Same goes for getting shot in the leg, etc.

2. Alternately, all it takes to leave an evil henchman or thug unconscious is a single kick or punch.
These big, burly men immediately get knocked out after the main hero punches/kicks them once. Maybe they should have considered a career in paper folding. Wait, they'd probably bleed to death from the paper cuts. *cough* like Bella from Twilight *cough*

3. The evil mastermind will always reveal his evil plans to the hero while he is restrained.
Why would you even do this? You know that somehow, one way or another, that guy could escape, so just shoot him already and get it over with.

3. When you fall and are pinned to the ground while in a struggle, there is always a gun within reach.
To get and use it, you just need to distract the other person you're with and reach for it in the most obvious manner while looking at the person pinning you down with your most innocent look possible.

4. When there is a car chase, the cars always seem to miraculously avoid the lady who suddenly appears without warning, pushing her baby in a stroller in the middle of the street but they hit huge fruit or vegetable stands on the side of the road. 
Hooray for the saved lady and baby who always seem to cross the street with the worst possible timing! However, I also feel sorry for the good-hearted individuals trying to make a living through a reliable business since everything they've worked so hard for in a while is now reduced to squished nothingness.

5. In a fight wherein the hero is outnumbered one to at least 50, everyone else waits for one of their co-thugs to get knocked out before charging.
So why do all the thugs form a circle around the hero and aimlessly dance around in a supposedly threatening manner while they go at him one by one, giving him a chance to immobilize each of them (using cliché number 2)?

6. All bombs have huge digital red numbers on them that seem to count slower as the person attempting to diffuse it gets closer to doing so.
Also, it always gets diffused with three seconds left or less.

7. If an important character is about to die, he will always utter something important with his last breath.
This character is usually an old man and inexplicably withholds important information until he dies by slowly closing his eyes and loosening his grip on the main character.

8. A bad guy, after being presumed dead will magically come back to life for one last shot.
The heroes should seriously consider really checking if the bad guy is dead. Shooting him in the head is one's best bet.

9. Shooting at anything instantly makes it explode.
Cars or whatever instantly explode when you fire a single bullet at it, and the hero, sometimes with his love interest hand in hand will be running away from the explosion and will jump at exactly the right time (the height of the explosion) and will land at the closest possible safe distance.

10. Anyone can do anything even with absolutely no prior experience.
From shooting a gun perfectly to landing an entire plane flawlessly with people on board with you, whoever you are, you can do it. 

So that's it for now. I might add more lists like this in the future.

Hasta la vista, baby,

My first award. oh joy.

So I've got some awesome news.

I just got my first blogger-related award today: The Stylish Blogger Award (I didn't even know I or my blog was stylish, but oh well. haha) That's right, I got an award and I'm surprised since I'm still really new to this whole blogging thing. I've been blogging for only 3 months now (I started my blog in November of 2010 but started adding posts regularly in December 2010) and I am so happy! Plus, I received it from two different people,  Rumana and Smile like Woe (click to view their blogs, they're pretty awesome) Also, since I don't really know a lot of bloggers yet, I awarded you guys back as well. 

I didn't really expect this award and I was more than thrilled to receive it from them. This award makes me want to continue blogging even more. :)

Rules For Receiving The Award

• Thank and link back to the person that awarded you this award
• Share 7 things about yourself
• Award 15 recently discovered great bloggers
• Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award

7 Things About Me

1. I'm a t-shirt, jeans and sneakers kind of girl.
2. I love cookies and cream-flavored ice cream.
3. I used to be and sort of still am insecure because I was bullied a lot when I was younger.
4. I wish I had purple eyes.
5. I make poems and short stories when I'm bored or have nothing to do.
6. I have weird taste in everything.
7. I love to swim. 

[Award Given To] 

1. Ayeesha at http://www.ayeeshamd.info/

2. Kamila at http://basketdreams.blogspot.com/

3. Kai D. at http://www.hijabified.co.cc/

4. Hanis at http://keepthisonealiveinstead.blogspot.com/

5. Leah at http://neneleah30.blogspot.com/

6. Furree Katt at http://thejackkybhagnaniobsession.blogspot.com/

7. Oliver at http://overville.blogspot.com/2010/12/hall-of-fame.html#more

8. Jodie-Ann at http://musingsbyjodie.blogspot.com/

9. Little Miss Big Nose at http://herbigfatnose.blogspot.com/

10. Rumana at http://bodaciousconfessions.blogspot.com/

11. Josie at http://plasticbeachparty.blogspot.com/

12. Smile like Woe at http://smilelikewoe.blogspot.com/

13. Natália at http://mellowedoutfreakout.blogspot.com/

14. Mr. Gargus at http://mrgargus-jacobgargus.blogspot.com/

15. Jojo at http://lakwatseroako.blogspot.com/

Congrats! Woohoo!

my study habits

This crappy internet connection is really getting to me. I'm glad I've managed to fix it up in such a way that it doesn't disconnect me every few minutes.

Anyway, since I have a lot of schoolwork to do, I want to ask you guys a question, what are your study habits?

I like to read the material over and over again (if it's math, i practice over and over again) until I get it. I also write down important terms, dates, concepts and problem solutions on a separate piece of paper or on the margins of the material itself. I also like to keep the TV on when I study. I don't know why but it unnerves me when I study in complete silence. Since I am a really bad procrastinator, I usually study at the last minute and this usually comes back to bite me. I end up losing a lot of sleep or not sleeping at all and cramming chapters of several books into one night really does take a toll on both your physical, mental and emotional state. There was this one time, after an afternoon, late night and early morning study marathon, and I realized that it was time to get to school, I almost brushed my teeth with some hand cream. It didn't really help that it looked just like a tube of toothpaste and I was too groggy to really pay attention to whatever I was doing.

So why do I procrastinate so much? Well, there are just too many distractions in our world today that keep me from doing what I really need to do.

Here's my ideal study schedule for a test on a Friday, for example:
Monday afternoon: read through the material, skim it a couple of times, highlight/write down important stuff.
Tuesday afternoon: read through again and start really memorizing the material.
Wednesday afternoon: read again and review, quiz myself, get a good night's sleep.
Thursday afternoon: read one more time, review one more time.
Thursday evening: relax, get a good night's sleep.
Friday: take the exam, feel good

But here's what is most likely going to happen:
Monday afternoon: wonder if I should start studying, push this thought to the back of my mind, go on Facebook, read and reply to comments and start playing Sims 2 on my laptop, watch a movie (or two).
Tuesday afternoon: look at material to be studied, complain that it's too much, put it away, go on Facebook, update profile, go to Yahoo, read Yahoo news, go to Cracked and read articles, go to StumbleUpon, Stumble, Stumble, Stumble.
Wednesday afternoon: go on Facebook, stalk, go on Youtube, fangirl over kevjumba, skim through readings, fall asleep halfway through. wake up in the wee hours of the morning, read comic books until I fall asleep again.
Thursday afternoon: go on Facebook, ask everyone else if they'd studied yet, go to Yahoo, read Yahoo news, go to StumbleUpon, Stumble, Stumble, go on Blogger, update blog, Stumble, Stumble, wonder if I should study, Stumble, Stumble, try to read some of the exam coverage
Thursday evening: watch Family Guy online, look at clock, panic like heck, make a Nutella sandwich, eat Nutella sandwich, wonder if I should make another Nutella sandwich, resolve to not make another Nutella sandwich, read material for exam, highlight everything.
Early Friday morning: read material again, try and absorb everything, go on Facebook, read material again, cry, doodle around the reading material's margins, sleep for one hour, wake up, wake up for real.
Friday: take the exam, feel like crap.

So I guess you all know a bit more about me, eh? Which reminds me, I should be studying right now. Haha.

Here's to those sleepless nights devoted to studying,

got milk?

I don't really like warm milk. I don't think I even like milk in general that much (okay, I'll make an exception for chocolate milk). Milk is not really something that I happily drink whenever I have the chance. If grownups (a.k.a the old know-it-all's) did not force me to drink milk all the time because of all its calcium and other health benefits or whatever, then I wouldn't really bother drinking it. I like milk products (like ice cream) but not really milk itself. The only time I really ever get to taste it is when it is in my cereal bowl with all my cereal happily swimming in it or when I dunk my Oreo's in it (until those Oreo's become just the right amount of soggy).

Milk makes me wonder. I wonder who was the genius who first went up to a cow, pulled on that dangling thing under it (it's udder) and drank whatever came out. I also wonder how he convinced everyone else to try and do the same. Seriously, what?

"moo?"

Random blah: My internet connection has been acting up these past few days and it's starting to annoy me. I've tried fixing it but the problem still seems to persist. 

As for my phone, the guy who found it never texted me back. I guess he has no intention of returning it. Oh well. I just hope he gets no satisfaction whatsoever from what he has chosen to do.

Anyway, do you guys like milk?

Stay moo-velous,

random games and my lost phone

I've been spending the last hour and a half playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook and the thing is, I didn't even notice. I was having too much fun. Honestly, how come that game is so addictive?

This was my last playing session and as you can see, this week, only 2 of us played the game. I am at the top of the leader board because I am awesome like that. My highest score ever was approximately 450,000 and so far, none of my Facebook friends have ever beaten that score. Alright, boasting aside, I am actually happy with my Bejeweled Blitz accomplishments. I know there are a lot of other people in the world who have higher scores than me but right now, as long as none of my Facebook friends beat that score, I'm good. Notice how the score of the person below me pales in comparison to mine? Haha. (Seriously, though, I'm not really the boastful type) This game actually helps me to relax and lets me exercise my reflexes at the same time. However, it also sometimes keeps me from doing academic stuff.

Now while I'm doing okay with Bejeweled, there's this one game I never really understood or learned how to play. It's Minesweeper. This is what happens every time I attempt to play it:

This is one game I seriously do not get. AT ALL. I attempted to read the "how to play" part but it seemed too complicated. But it doesn't really matter, I suppose, since I'm happy clicking away without a care in the world. Oh well, you win some, you lose some.

In honor of today's game theme, here's a random game for you folks at home: Line Simulator
It's a funny point and click game where your objective is to eliminate the seven people in front of you standing in line for the Playstation 4.

FORCED UPDATE: My friend contacted me earlier and she told me that she texted the phone that I lost and the person who found it replied. He said that he had found the phone in a taxi (exactly where I knew I left it). I texted my lost phone again earlier and asked the guy if he was in the city and if he could possibly meet up with me to return my phone. I also said I'd give him a cash reward for his trouble. He hasn't replied yet but I'm hoping he will reply tomorrow.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed,

Early morning rambling

You know what I am dreading? (Forgive me, it's 3 AM where I am and I can't sleep)

The day when Facebook adds a "See the people who viewed your profile" option. Plus the number of times.

So Patrick's reaction right there pretty much sums up how I will feel about it once I know about it. Now why am I dreading it? Well, to put it simply, I am a hardcore stalker. Guilty as charged. I know it isn't really prestigious or anything but I can't really help it. I'm one of those who have fallen victim to unrequited love, to unreciprocated romance. One of many who sometimes catch themselves thinking about that one person, and all the what-if's in between, one of those who randomly write that one person's name in their notebooks and draw those little hearts around them, and one of those who are inspired to scribble down (tragic) love poems inspired by that one person. 

So obviously, I like this guy and he doesn't seem to like me the same way. I mean, we talk and are on relatively good terms and everything but we're not really close friends. Him and I, we are more like people who get to see each other a few times a week, talk to each other when we need to and have mutual friends. Over the years, I've developed this really big crush on him. You know when you were younger and you formed this image of your "perfect guy"? People say that whoever you would've imagined your perfect guy to be will surely not be the one you will fall in love with. Sometimes, the person you love is the complete opposite of your "perfect guy". In my case, he IS my "perfect guy". He is the exact person I formed in my mind when I thought about my ideal guy. He might not be to other people but he is to me and it sort of hurts when I see him around with his *choke* girlfriend. 

So Facebook, please don't ever add the aforementioned option. If so, he will find out how many times I randomly go to his profile and skim through his wall posts, look at his picture, and almost write "i like you" but then slowly push backspace one letter at a time.

Okay, I am creepy and silly and slightly pathetic. Love does that to you sometimes.

a lil' heartbroken, 

examoctopus

Today, I finished the exam I was talking about.

I can still remember how I beat myself up this morning for not waking up at 7 AM to try and study some more (I woke up at 10:30 and my class was at 1 in the afternoon). After about an hour of reviewing, I hastily showered, brushed my teeth, slipped into my white uniform and headed out the door. I looked awkward trying to highlight terms in the book I was holding as I walked past people and cars on a busy street on the way to school. Once there, I mingled with my classmates for while and tried to cram more terms into my brain at the same time. Suddenly, the moment of truth, we all filed into the exam room as our professor talked about the exam and her teaching principles but I couldn't really focus since my mind was fixed on the structures of the ear, the embryonic development, etc. As our professor handed out the exam, I skimmed it and realized it was mostly essay and fill-in-the-blank type of questions. Less than half of it was multiple choice. I broke out into a cold sweat and started answering with my trusty black pen. I skipped a few numbers but then returned to them after I finished everything else. I'll be honest, I guessed the answers to a couple of objective essay questions and some other questions. Overall, though, I think I did an okay job. I hope there are points for my creative essay answers. About 2 hours or so into the exam, I was freezing. The room was deathly cold. I was done by then, though and so was about half of the others so I decided to turn my paper in. I quivered as I placed it on the professor's desk and tried to sneak a peek at the other exam papers to see if our answers matched up. Most of them did and I tried to linger a bit longer but my professor noticed me and gave me the ahem-what-are-you-still-doing-here look so I bolted out of the room.

And that was it. I am reeeeaaallllyyyy hoping that I pass this exam. I really need to.

On a completely random and unrelated note, check this site out: http://www.sketchswap.com/

It lets you swap sketches with other people. It's really cool since it plays back how the drawing itself was created. Here's mine:

Now how's that for shameless advertising? So if you're the person who got my sketch and decided to visit my blog, drop a comment, maybe? Or not. Your call. Haha.

I like drawing octopi,

Flight update

Hello people! I am now typing this out on my own laptop in the comfort of my own room in my great aunt's condominium. So it's essentially back to reality for me. How was my flight, you ask? Well, I was surprised at how easy it was to study. Time flies by pretty fast when you're up to your eyeballs in medical terminologies. I also managed to cover a lot of ground so that's good. I am probably going to finish the last few chapters after I type this out. I am hoping that I will ace my exam tomorrow (well, pass it, at least).

As for the flight itself, it went pretty smoothly. Except there was this baby that wouldn't stop screaming at the top of its lungs. It was horrible. The baby quited down halfway into the flight, but then acted up again sometime later. Near the end of the flight, he finally shut up for good, which was a really good thing considering how close I was to almost. . .err. .never mind. As usual, I didn't get to eat the food, just the salads, the bread, and the ice cream that goes with it.

The only good food. Apple juice and peanuts.

Oh gosh! That chicken's got spots!

errrrkk.

Okay, so I know I might be a bit too hard on the food and perhaps my primitive taste buds can't really appreciate the exotic, delicious (?) flavors and spices. Or maybe they just don't really taste good. I'm leaning towards the latter. *wink*

However, I've also got some bad news. Although we all arrived safely, when I got back to the condo, I realized that I had left my 3 year old phone in the backseat of the taxi I rode from the airport. I frantically tried calling it a number of times in the hopes that the taxi driver would pick it up and kindheartedly return my phone to me. It did ring 2 or 3 times until my calls couldn't get through anymore. My phone was shut off. My heart sank. I knew then and there that I probably would never see my phone again. I've managed to not lose it for three years and now as it was almost into its fourth year, I leave it in the backseat of some random taxi. I did feel bad and I'm still feeling a bit down. Just a day after I got my new camera, too. My parents did not get mad at me, though and just told me to be careful with my stuff next time. I definitely will. That was a relief. I was actually afraid they would go all war freak on me. 

Before I go, here's a random pic of me in the airplane bathroom (what better place to take a photo, eh?)

I love making weird faces. I might post a few more photos of me with my fellow passengers and my friends but let's save that for another time. I still have that test tomorrow. Eek.

Signing out,