Trust women to be irrational.
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"How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?" - E.M. Forster (1927)
November 24, 2009
November 17, 2009
“People walk around today calling everyone their best friend. The term doesn’t have any real meaning anymore. Mere acquaintances are lavished with hugs and kisses upon a second or at most a third meeting. Birthday cards get passed around the offices so everybody could scribble a snippet of sentimentality for a colleague they’ve barely met. And everyone just loves everyone. As a result, when you tell someone that you love them today… it isn’t much heard.”
Alan Shore (Boston Legal)
November 16, 2009
Irrationality breeds misapprehension, anger and bitterness among the people around you.
Your irrationality and unwarranted outbursts of emotion is the reason why we don’t get along anymore.
November 14, 2009
I watched 2012 yesterday and both my friend and I concluded that it was the most intense film that we have seen in ages.
Seriously, the amount of people dying, crying, saying goodbye or ‘I love you’ is crazy. And the amount of explosions and catastrophic destruction in that movie is more than enough for ten action movies.
November 12, 2009
When I saw you, it wasn’t the feeling of nostalgia that surprised me, it was the feeling of regret.
November 11, 2009
“ Common sense can be an ugly beast sometimes, can’t it? ”
Katie Lloyd (Boston Legal)
November 10, 2009
Hiss...
I was walking in my backyard today when suddenly, I heard a sharp and loud ‘hiss’ from behind me. I froze in fear. Oh crap. It’s a snake! Damn it! What should I do? Should I run? NO! Those documentaries always say to stay still… or was that for when you confront a grizzly bear? Damn it! What the hell should I do? Maybe… I should play dead?
Then, something moved on my right. I felt my whole body tensing and my heart rate jumping as adrenaline is being pumped through my entire body and my hands clenching. What the hell?
The thing moved in front of me. It was a goose. He stared at me. I stared back. Snake?
It began to hiss. No, it’s not a snake. It’s a damn stupid goose. It began to lurch towards me, hissing with every movement. What the hell? Where did you come from? And since when do geese hiss? I thought they ‘honked’ or something.
November 9, 2009
November 8, 2009
November 4, 2009
My mum today was absolutely convinced that the BMW was stuffed. On the steering wheel, on the indicator stick, there’s a button where if pressed, it will change the dispay on the speedo to estimated fuel economy, estimated distance left, kilometres travelled and things like that. She was convinced that this button was stuffed. I checked. It wasn’t broken. She was pressing the wrong one. She was pressing the button on a different stick that activates cruise control.
I told her what she was doing wrong. She wouldn’t believe me.
October 30, 2009
What really annoys me is when I have to explain something to someone with the intellect of a goldfish.
October 29, 2009
