Archive for November, 2007

Im completely addicted to Heroes. Absolutely intriguing show. I LOVE IT I LOVE IT! Everytime someone finds out their new power, Im like *squeeeeeeeeeeeee*

Ahhh… So exciting. My favourite characters now are Claire and Peter and Hiro and maybe that black guy who can walk through walls. Oh who am I kidding? I LOVE THEM ALL. SOOOO COOOL. No wonder Sylar’s after all of them! I’d want all their powers too!

I stopped watching halfway though otherwise I wouldnt get any studying done. Have to resume finishing up Season 1 during the holidays! I think they’re only at episode 3 here whilst the US are already on Season TWO! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! The episodes just kept me glued to my seat and Marcus will understand how hard it is to stop watching it. I had to tear my bum from the seat after episode 9 (I think) because my eyesballs were numb from too much tubing. I dont remember where I stopped! But it’s okay. I’ll just gladly re-watch it again! Haha.
One thing we dont like while watching Heroes is people interrupting us. C’mon dude, cant you see we’re doing something important. We’re trying to save the cheerleader and save the world! Wahahaha.

And what’s a popular TV serial without it’s accompanying parodies?

Dont worry. No spoilers. They’re hilarious! Of course you gotta have watched the show to catch the jokes.

[youtube= http://youtube.com/watch?v=vVV2ft4-2xk]
Mad TV – Heroes Parody

[youtube= http://youtube.com/watch?v=IWJJBwKhvp4]
From Heroes to Zeroes.

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Ewww.. Did you know that Prozac (the most common form of anti-depressant) comes in PEPPERMINT?!

Gross.

But that’s just me, I dont particularly fancy peppermint. Bleargh.

Maybe Eeyore from the Hundred Acre Wood would though.

Did you know that in a tongue-in-cheek study by the Canadian Medical Association found all the characters in Winnie the Pooh to be disordered?
The study’s even published in the Canadian Medical Association Journal!

Excerpts:

Eeyore is dysthymic. A chronic but less severe form of depression lasting for at least a year.
Eeyore’s traumatic tail amputation seems to be the cause. Notice how he’s always BLUE?

Tigger has ADHD – Hyperactivity/Impulsivity. He’s always bouncing around ALL OVER THE PLACE. Also, his risk taking behavior involves the sampling of unknown substances. With the mildest of provocation he tries honey, haycorns and even thistles. Tigger has no knowledge of the potential outcome of his experimentation.

Pooh on the other hand has Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD), inattentive subtype. Pooh’s perseveration on food and his repetitive counting behaviours raise the diagnostic possibility of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). This unfortunate bear embodies the concept of comorbidity.

Piglet? Poor, anxious, blushing, flustered little Piglet. He clearly suffers from a Generalized Anxiety Disorder. Had he been appropriately assessed and his condition diagnosed when he was young, he might have been placed on an anti-panic agent, such as paroxetine, and been saved from the emotional trauma he experienced while attempting to trap heffalumps.

Wait. There’s MORE.

Think little Roo (the baby kangaroo) is free from all pathology? Think again.

Roo’s growing up with a single parent. Kanga is noted to be somewhat overprotective. Could her possessiveness of Roo relate to a previous run-in with social services? And where will Kanga be in the future? It is highly likely that she will end up older, blowsier, struggling to look after several joeys conceived in casual relationships with different fathers, stuck at a dead end with inadequate financial resources.

Christopher Robin has an obvious problem of a complete absence of parental supervision, not to mention the fact that this child is spending his time talking to animals. Plus, he has gender identity issues. There could be some Freudian meaning to his peculiar naming of his bear as Winnie-the-Pooh.

Owl is obviously bright, but dyslexic.

Last but not least, Rabbit.

He has a tendency to be extraordinarily self-important and his odd belief system that he has a great many relations (many of other species!) and friends. He seems to have an overriding need to organize others, often against their will, into new groupings, with himself always at the top of the reporting structure.

Read the full article WITH suggested treatments HERE.

Haha. Maybe we’re all a bit disordered too. If that’s the case, I wanna be autistic!
*beams*

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I wish I could just say what I feel. But I cant.

Cause I dont think anyone will understand.

Moreover, I cant even put it in words.

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cleavage. butt. boobs. caress.
manhood. rock hard. wet. slick. moist.
perky. pointy. taut. luscious. folds.

These words are SO not sexy anymore. I mean, how can they turn any one on anymore?
How can it be when they’ve been proliferated all over? So not sexy anymore. HUMPH.

Let me introduce a whole set of terms to turn you on.

vocabulary SPURT. syntax. computational probability. statistical learning. level 3 categorisation.
mutual exclusivity. bilingualism. neuronal network. broca’s area. cross-mixing. monolinguals.
novel-nameless category. allophones. phonology. morphology. grammar. object permanence.
prosodic cues. phonotactics. metrical. segmentation. context. clauses. prelinguistic.

HOT OR NOT! Cheem right? Super sexy. Because that’s what been rocking my boat for the past few days. How can they NOT turn you on?
So cheem. So mysterious. So alluring.

Early Language Development and its accompanying terms. All of which I can well, throw out the window loh!
POP LOH!

Right.

Finished my first paper today. And YAY! It’s over. THANK GOODNESS. It wasnt to say that I didnt enjoy the module. Tis a fascinating topic I must say. Learning about how infants try to acquire language and the processes/mechanisms that they use/posses. Ever thought about how YOU learnt language when you were just a child. About how suddenly everything came to have labels and somehow we learnt grammar without parents actually explicitly correcting us. Maybe next time when you see a parent speaking to a child, even babies months old, you might actually want to stop and think about how the baby’s actually listening and processing the words parents say. Who says babies dont understand what’s being said. Maybe we might just want to consider not using expletives in the presence of any baby within a 5 mile radius. Haha. Garbage in, garbage out yo.

The module was particularly relevant because as a native English speaker I was trying to acquire a third language. And it was rather interesting to see the implicit strategies that we used for deciphering words on PAPER. But then again, I didnt understand half her lectures and zoned out for most of the three hour seminar lectures. Pfffft. Haha. I am such a slacker.

It was terrible having to pour through paper after paper filled with words THE SIZE OF ANTS for finals. It was my own fault for wanting to cram two pages into one A4 side lah, but pity the poor trees that have to be sacrificed for the sake of our academic pursuits can. Open book exam ma!
A GREENER ENVIRONMENT STARTS WITH ME! IF I CAN ADOPT A GREENER LIFESTYLE, SO CAN YOU! Haha!

I didnt understand some of what was being said in the multitude of readings. But I guess, eventually, it somehow made sense. I screwed up my second question cause there came a point when my mind was a blank. Even with the notes in front of me, I was stuck. BOOOOOOOOOO! Upset.

But, it’s over now! And I can party! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
(not like I havent been slacking and doing absolutely nothing at home already *cough*)

With my other set of notes.

Grrrr.

ADHD. MPD. DID. OCD.
Brain disorder. Mental disorder.
Schizophrenia. ASPD. Neurotransmitters.

A whole NEW set of sexy. Whoooohoooo!

Because SMART is the new sexy.

I totally love it when guys have large..

VOCABULARIES.

Im very amazed by guys who have been blessed with the gift of writing. Which is why Im still stuck on that male writer from HOOKED.
Impress me with how you write baby.

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Nuffnang!!!! I just introduced some friends to Nuffnang just by way of just blogging about it. They were so interested they immediately signup after that and started serving Nuffnang ads! Of course not without my help. My blogging skills power or what? Hahaha.

Then I realised that there’s no referral system of sorts? I should get an incentive or commission! Haha. Yes, definitely! Because I got woken up from my beauty sleep by an sms from my friend asking me how to sign up for Nuffnang. I tried explaining to her over sms in my semi-conscious state, but to no avail. Hence, I had to lug myself out of bed and plonk my tired being in front of the computer. WAH. You tell me loyal or not. Haha.

Has anyone ever felt the same way?! I mean we’ve all yakked about the benefits of joining Nuffnang and it’s payouts. And good things should be shared! We should get an award for Good Nuffnang Citizen or something like that.
Maybe there’s some system that I dont know about? Trust me to be kept in the dark about it. Humph. But I must say Nuffnang has been doing good work and it definitely aint easy to cater to all the needs of us demanding egotistical bloggers. Bwahahaha.

Anyway on the more egotistical news about ME ME ME, Im moving soon. To my own domain! YAY! Keep a look out okay? And remember to update your links then.

In the meantime,

Doesnt my bag look like a Balenciaga Motorcycle bag? Tres chic!

Yun it’s all your fault! Haha!

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Dancers are retards. I mean really.

They do the weirdest things.

First of all, they pretend they’re walls and try to blend in.
Or maybe he really thinks he’s Spiderman trying to scale the walls.

Then they think they’re little bunny wabbits.

Or monkeys

Or dogs

Really.

And because they hang out so often together, they start to dress alike.

And possibly become conjoined twins joined at the hip too.

On top of that, they’re all freaks.

They twist turn and contort in all forms. But that’s not all bad now is it?
Especially when it’s GIRL ON GIRL action. Oh the mish-mash of bodies against one another. One arm here, another leg there. Hair all over the place. Sweaty bodies intertwined as screams pierce the air. A leg in some awkward angle. Arm reaching over someone else’s body.
But it gets better. It’s not just two girls. It’s FOUR!
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Add one male to the entire concoction and what do you get?

TWISTER!

Hahaha. This picture is hilarious.
I’ve never played Twister before. But I must say it was quite fun. Haha!
Flexible people always have the advantage. I mean look at where Samantha’s hands are!
It’s like she can practically walk through her own legs.

Now the boys’ get their turn.
With their male testosterone, they get rough and tough. ROAR!

Anybody wants to play Twister with us?
*grins*

Make sure you have a good bath and spray loads of deodorant before that okay? Otherwise, it’ll be STINKY TWISTER!

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