In this post I regurgitate information Ive learnt from watching a documentary on Channel News Asia which has the same title as mine. Have you ever wondered why some people seem to be able to eat so much more then someone else and perpetually stay thin no matter how much it seems they eat? We conveniently put the blame on something we call metabolism. Most of us dont really know what it means, but there are so many other people that say the same thing, so that HAS to be the reason. The show loosely defines metabolism as the amount of energy the body expends when doing stuff. Then they go on to prove that metabolism is NOT what causes fat people to be fat.
TEST 1: Scientists take 2 women in a small scale experiment, both of them having ostensibly similar calorie intake, but one of them is a fatass and one of them is a bag of bones. The fatass blames her figure on low metabolism. Their metabolisms are measured, and its found that they both have almost exactly the same levels. They let them both drink a non-radioactively labeled water which measures the amount of calories you take into your body. After a set period of a day or something, their calorie intakes are measured and it shows that fatass has 1.5x the amount of calories taken in as compared to the skeleton.
FINDING 1: Scientists say that much of the time, weight gain/loss differences between 2 people have almost nothing to do with metabolism, but because of what they eat, eating practices and how much they eat at one sitting. They have concluded this not just cuz of this one experiment, but because of several others, involving larger groups of people.
TEST 2: One way to stay off food and snacking is obviously to stay fuller for long. So how do you do just that? Two groups of people were taken. One group takes solid food, followed by a glass of water while the other takes the solid food, grinds it up and mixes it with the water to form a sorta lumpy soup.
FINDING 2: The group taking the soup was found to stay fuller for longer, because water on its own simply passes through your system, but when made into soup, causes the body to take longer to digest the food. Why this is so I couldnt personally understand, because Im under the impression that food with smaller surface area (ground) should have more area in contact with the digestive enzymes and therefore should be faster. Oh but who am I to argue with doctors?
TEST 3: 3 volunteers were given meals divided into 3 groups: Carbohydrates, Fats and Protein (Plain Pasta, Pasta with cream and Pasta with chicken respectively). They were then quizzed on how hungry they felt after the meal.
FINDING 3: Protein was found to keep people full for longer. I dunno what comes second and third. But the bottom line is to have more protein in your food.
TEST 4:
Two groups of volunteers were given chicken drumsticks to eat. There was no great difference in the drumsticks in the way they were cooked or whatever. The only difference between the two groups is that one of them threw their chicken bones into a bowl that was left in front of them, whereas the other group had their chicken bones cleared away.
FINDING 4:
The group with visual cues to how much they had eaten (bowls left there) ate less then the group which had their bowls taken away. The difference in how much more was eaten was 10%. While it may not seem like a stunning significance, I guess it all adds up one way or another.
TEST 5: Two groups of volunteers were given popcorn to eat while watching a movie. One group, had fresh popcorn in a regular cup, while the other had 2-week old stale popcorn in larger volume in a large cup. The cups were collected at the end to see how many were empty.
FINDING 5: A huge amount of empty larger cups were collected. I cant remember the exact % difference, but it was much much more. This, in spite of the fact that the larger cups had stale popcorn. The reason for this was that people eat more when larger portions are given. Therefore, put less on your plate and youll eat less, according to the theory. Doesnt work for me tho, Ill just go and take more if Im not full after 1 serving lol
TEST 6:
Several volunteers drank milk together with their meals and their faeces (shit) were collected. The fat content excreted was measured.
FINDING 6:
The bunch of people who drank milk together with their food had more fat in their shit. This is because calcium binds to fat, interfering with the fat absorption process in our body. I wonder if it works on soya bean milk tho.
So there you have it! 5 ways to keep slim!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Sundial Dreams
Awww...like, I youtube-messaged a guy who posted a vid of himself playing sundial dreams asking for the score, and not only did he give me the score, he gave me an mp3!
How nice was that!
Out of gratitude, heres Johnny Wong, a self taught pianist like me, with "sundial dreams"!
How nice was that!
Out of gratitude, heres Johnny Wong, a self taught pianist like me, with "sundial dreams"!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
You Dont Know Me Any More Then I Know You
Oh people think they know me, but they are all wrong. We all have our reasons for doing the things we do, and the psychologist-wannabes of the world all try, albeit futilely, to understand these reasons.
But really, who can completely understand another? Theres no one who can completely read another like a book, simply because humans ARNT books.
But ah, Ive been wronged before; When things appear awry, and the little angel cries and people flock to her, trying to soothe her and alleviate her pain. No one cares for the devil, for he HAS to be the one causing her pain; What other reason could there be? No one bats an eyelid for his pain, for he appears strong on the outside. And the mortal infidels sometimes try to play hero, try to play mediator in this Heavenly battle that does not concern them at all.
Such is the way of life for us.
But amidst the sorrow that we wallow in, God has given us beauty and love to guide us always. Look at the gardener! A wrinkled old dame, frolicking in her gardens, trimming her verges, tottering around and snipping off the offending flora with pinpoint precision.
Ah! What was that again? Snipping off you say? Well thats just it then, isnt it! A plant, a form of life, just like us humans, might sometimes be plagued and afflicted by all manner of diseases or decay. The gardener, in all her wisdom, removes this desecration of its beauty before it ravages the plant like a cancer.
But is it not cruel, you say? That it's arm or leg should be amputated with or without its consent?
Nay, my friend. It is for the greater good, for if that which hurts the plant so much, threatening it even with oblivion, is not removed, then only one end is certain for it. If it were cursed and blessed with the dichotomy that manifests itself as our nerves, then it would scream and scream till it could scream no more, but then, it would be alive.
It would be alive.
So then our heroine, saint of her little garden kingdom, turns away, content that once again her backyard Shangri-La is saved. But little does she know that the plant curses her.
ultima.
*
magna res est vocis et silentii temperamentum.
But really, who can completely understand another? Theres no one who can completely read another like a book, simply because humans ARNT books.
But ah, Ive been wronged before; When things appear awry, and the little angel cries and people flock to her, trying to soothe her and alleviate her pain. No one cares for the devil, for he HAS to be the one causing her pain; What other reason could there be? No one bats an eyelid for his pain, for he appears strong on the outside. And the mortal infidels sometimes try to play hero, try to play mediator in this Heavenly battle that does not concern them at all.
Such is the way of life for us.
But amidst the sorrow that we wallow in, God has given us beauty and love to guide us always. Look at the gardener! A wrinkled old dame, frolicking in her gardens, trimming her verges, tottering around and snipping off the offending flora with pinpoint precision.
Ah! What was that again? Snipping off you say? Well thats just it then, isnt it! A plant, a form of life, just like us humans, might sometimes be plagued and afflicted by all manner of diseases or decay. The gardener, in all her wisdom, removes this desecration of its beauty before it ravages the plant like a cancer.
But is it not cruel, you say? That it's arm or leg should be amputated with or without its consent?
Nay, my friend. It is for the greater good, for if that which hurts the plant so much, threatening it even with oblivion, is not removed, then only one end is certain for it. If it were cursed and blessed with the dichotomy that manifests itself as our nerves, then it would scream and scream till it could scream no more, but then, it would be alive.
It would be alive.
So then our heroine, saint of her little garden kingdom, turns away, content that once again her backyard Shangri-La is saved. But little does she know that the plant curses her.
ultima.
*
magna res est vocis et silentii temperamentum.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Crimewatch Is Mindless Propaganda
I was watching Crimewatch, a local production that showcases how extremely stupid people get caught by our "meticulously vigilant" police force that somehow allowed Mas Selamat to stroll out of our little island.
They were showing how three stupid indian men got caught robbing foreign workers of their work permits and selling them. While that concept is actually a good way of earning extra income, it is in no way of making a living. However, being hopelessly lost in the bottom of the intelligence pool, they decided to do just that.
In order to accomplish their harebrained schemes, they had to rob multiple people. That wouldnt have been so bad if not for the fact that they:
1.) Didnt wear any masks while robbing people
2.) Didnt change their mode of operation
Like hello, even the white trash robbers in the movies bother to wear a sock or stocking over their heads. And it probably isnt that hard to think up variations of how to rob someone. If you keep going up to random foreign workers and demanding they hand over their work permits, the police are going to know immediately theres a relation between all the robberies going on and all the people are going to know your stupid faces. Not just one, but a whole lot of them.
And crimewatch actually had the cheek to point out how great our police force are by stating how quickly it took to nab three mentally retarded robbers.
Atrocious.
They were showing how three stupid indian men got caught robbing foreign workers of their work permits and selling them. While that concept is actually a good way of earning extra income, it is in no way of making a living. However, being hopelessly lost in the bottom of the intelligence pool, they decided to do just that.
In order to accomplish their harebrained schemes, they had to rob multiple people. That wouldnt have been so bad if not for the fact that they:
1.) Didnt wear any masks while robbing people
2.) Didnt change their mode of operation
Like hello, even the white trash robbers in the movies bother to wear a sock or stocking over their heads. And it probably isnt that hard to think up variations of how to rob someone. If you keep going up to random foreign workers and demanding they hand over their work permits, the police are going to know immediately theres a relation between all the robberies going on and all the people are going to know your stupid faces. Not just one, but a whole lot of them.
And crimewatch actually had the cheek to point out how great our police force are by stating how quickly it took to nab three mentally retarded robbers.
Atrocious.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Resident Evil Sucks
Okay I just watched Extinction and I cant believe they ended like that. They were so obviously paving the way for ANOTHER movie. The only reason why I put up with the supposed last installment of that horrible series was cuz I thought it was the end.
I just wasted one and a half hours of my life and it looks like I might have to waste another one and a half hours in the near future.
I just wasted one and a half hours of my life and it looks like I might have to waste another one and a half hours in the near future.
All Religion Is False
Forget religion. It is not good for you.
In order for any organised religion to succeed, it has to make people believe that they need it. In order to do that, they have to make people lose faith in themselves, only then can they place their faith in something else.
So the first task of organised religion is to make you lose faith in yourself, the second is to make it seem like they have the answers that you dont. Finally, the third task of organised religion is to make you accept its answers without question.
They dont allow you to think, because once you do, you start to question the answers they have given. What organised religion doesnt realise is that if you cant even accept your own thoughts, how can you then accept the ideas about the Higher Beings that they tell you about? And thus their plan backfires.
Thus, be not religious, but spiritual.
In order for any organised religion to succeed, it has to make people believe that they need it. In order to do that, they have to make people lose faith in themselves, only then can they place their faith in something else.
So the first task of organised religion is to make you lose faith in yourself, the second is to make it seem like they have the answers that you dont. Finally, the third task of organised religion is to make you accept its answers without question.
They dont allow you to think, because once you do, you start to question the answers they have given. What organised religion doesnt realise is that if you cant even accept your own thoughts, how can you then accept the ideas about the Higher Beings that they tell you about? And thus their plan backfires.
Thus, be not religious, but spiritual.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Bored Religion
Ugh boredom has claimed me like the eagle which has grabbed the tortoise, flying it ever higher and higher, and then letting go.
Ive resorted to taking lives to placate my sinisterly sadistical mind. My brother's sick, so hes drinking this NinJhomPeiPaKao thingy, which is sweet and attracts lotsa ants. So I leave the bottle to lure them, and squash them every 4 hours or so when they've amassed and pile their carcasses onto a plate (dont think people will wanna have dinner at my house after this, but dont worry it isnt the dinner plate, and I do wash it after).
Then, I do a body count. So far, Ive killed around 30-35 on the first trap and about 40 on the second. The third comes in about three hours, and this experiment will prove to us whether it is possible for the ants to run out of soldiers, because the ants in our houses just seem to keep coming and coming.
Ernest, our devout buddhist, would definitely be very upset over my quickening the karmic cycle, but Im bored and Im doing it in the name of science.
In other news, Ive found out that religion, ALL religion, is actually a huge man made farce. More on this in the next post.
Ive resorted to taking lives to placate my sinisterly sadistical mind. My brother's sick, so hes drinking this NinJhomPeiPaKao thingy, which is sweet and attracts lotsa ants. So I leave the bottle to lure them, and squash them every 4 hours or so when they've amassed and pile their carcasses onto a plate (dont think people will wanna have dinner at my house after this, but dont worry it isnt the dinner plate, and I do wash it after).
Then, I do a body count. So far, Ive killed around 30-35 on the first trap and about 40 on the second. The third comes in about three hours, and this experiment will prove to us whether it is possible for the ants to run out of soldiers, because the ants in our houses just seem to keep coming and coming.
Ernest, our devout buddhist, would definitely be very upset over my quickening the karmic cycle, but Im bored and Im doing it in the name of science.
In other news, Ive found out that religion, ALL religion, is actually a huge man made farce. More on this in the next post.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Singapore In Wiki
"Singapore is the 17th wealthiest country in the world in terms of GDP per capita. The small nation has a foreign reserve of S$239.3590 billion (US$171.7353 billion). The population of Singapore is approximately 4.68 million"
-Wow! I we're almost to 5 million!
"During World War II, the Imperial Japanese Army invaded Malaya, culminating in the Battle of Singapore. The ill-prepared British were defeated in six days, and surrendered the supposedly impregnable "Bastion of the Empire" to General Tomoyuki Yamashita on 15 February 1942 in what is now known as the British Empire's greatest military defeat."
-Greatest defeat lol. I didnt know we were that important to them.
"Some offences can lead to heavy fines or caning and there are laws which allow capital punishment in Singapore for first-degree murder and drug trafficking. Amnesty International has criticised Singapore for having "possibly the highest execution rate in the world" per capita."
-Omg we've got many ghosts running about!
"Singapore produced about 10 percent of the world's foundry wafer output"
"Singapore is the busiest port in the world in terms of tonnage shipped."
-Busiest? Oh wow I thought we were the 2nd!
"Singapore introduced a Goods and Services Tax (GST) with an initial rate of 3 percent on 1 April 1994 substantially increasing government revenue by S$1.6 billion and stabilizing government finances."
-Oh, so how many % is it at now bitch? So I bet now its even more "substantially increased"
"Singapore is the second-most densely populated independent country in the world after Monaco, excluding Macao and Hong Kong, which are special administrative regions of the People's Republic of China."
-Monaco is a French country.
"English is the most common language in Singaporean literature. Public signs and official publications are in English, although there are translated versions in other official languages. However, most Singaporeans speak a localised hybrid form of English known as Singlish ("Singapore English"), which has many creole-like characteristics, incorporating vocabulary and grammar from Standard English, various Chinese dialects, Malay, and Indian languages. The government has consistently tried to discourage the use of Singlish in its "Speak Good English" campaigns, however mostly failing."
-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MOSTLY FAILING INDEED
-A creole is something like how we incorporate and assimilate english into our culture and somehow twist it to make it native to us, and also how we use it to bridge language barriers by inserting other dialects and languages into the main english.
"Private ownership of satellite dish receivers capable of viewing uncensored televised content from abroad is illegal."
-So means Micah cannot anyhow tune the TV to receive shit it shouldnt la ;p
"Scuba diving is another recreation, particularly around the southern island of Pulau Hantu which is known for its rich coral reefs."
-Wow I didnt know they had that! But erm...doesnt hantu mean ghost??? wtffff
"Plans for tall buildings must be reviewed by the Civil Aviation Authority of Singapore. No building in Singapore may be taller than 280 metres."
-Hmm didnt know that.
So there you have it! Singapore in Wikipedia!
-Wow! I we're almost to 5 million!
"During World War II, the Imperial Japanese Army invaded Malaya, culminating in the Battle of Singapore. The ill-prepared British were defeated in six days, and surrendered the supposedly impregnable "Bastion of the Empire" to General Tomoyuki Yamashita on 15 February 1942 in what is now known as the British Empire's greatest military defeat."
-Greatest defeat lol. I didnt know we were that important to them.
"Some offences can lead to heavy fines or caning and there are laws which allow capital punishment in Singapore for first-degree murder and drug trafficking. Amnesty International has criticised Singapore for having "possibly the highest execution rate in the world" per capita."
-Omg we've got many ghosts running about!
"Singapore produced about 10 percent of the world's foundry wafer output"
"Singapore is the busiest port in the world in terms of tonnage shipped."
-Busiest? Oh wow I thought we were the 2nd!
"Singapore introduced a Goods and Services Tax (GST) with an initial rate of 3 percent on 1 April 1994 substantially increasing government revenue by S$1.6 billion and stabilizing government finances."
-Oh, so how many % is it at now bitch? So I bet now its even more "substantially increased"
"Singapore is the second-most densely populated independent country in the world after Monaco, excluding Macao and Hong Kong, which are special administrative regions of the People's Republic of China."
-Monaco is a French country.
"English is the most common language in Singaporean literature. Public signs and official publications are in English, although there are translated versions in other official languages. However, most Singaporeans speak a localised hybrid form of English known as Singlish ("Singapore English"), which has many creole-like characteristics, incorporating vocabulary and grammar from Standard English, various Chinese dialects, Malay, and Indian languages. The government has consistently tried to discourage the use of Singlish in its "Speak Good English" campaigns, however mostly failing."
-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MOSTLY FAILING INDEED
-A creole is something like how we incorporate and assimilate english into our culture and somehow twist it to make it native to us, and also how we use it to bridge language barriers by inserting other dialects and languages into the main english.
"Private ownership of satellite dish receivers capable of viewing uncensored televised content from abroad is illegal."
-So means Micah cannot anyhow tune the TV to receive shit it shouldnt la ;p
"Scuba diving is another recreation, particularly around the southern island of Pulau Hantu which is known for its rich coral reefs."
-Wow I didnt know they had that! But erm...doesnt hantu mean ghost??? wtffff
"Plans for tall buildings must be reviewed by the Civil Aviation Authority of Singapore. No building in Singapore may be taller than 280 metres."
-Hmm didnt know that.
So there you have it! Singapore in Wikipedia!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Wasted!
No I havent been playing GTA. What I DID waste was a shit load of time cuz ch introed me to Monster Hunter Freedom 2. Its a gargantuan waste of time. Its a bloody time sink is what it is. You go around on wild moose chases cuz you want to collect their antlers and the fucking bosses run from one area to another.
Can you imagine Majordomo Executus fleeing at 20% to Rag and pulling him? Thats EXACTLY what these fucking mobs in MHF2 do.
But on the bright side there are 2handed hammers (maces) that you can use to pummel enemies that hits with a satisfying thump and crushing their fucking balls. Oh yeah, its like everyone has a Sulfuras replica.
Can you imagine Majordomo Executus fleeing at 20% to Rag and pulling him? Thats EXACTLY what these fucking mobs in MHF2 do.
But on the bright side there are 2handed hammers (maces) that you can use to pummel enemies that hits with a satisfying thump and crushing their fucking balls. Oh yeah, its like everyone has a Sulfuras replica.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Big Money Matters
So I was just sitting back and watching Money Mind, and for the first time in my life, I actually UNDERSTOOD what they were talking about, and all the implications of so. I paid attention, and this little device in my head started recording everything, then passing it on to the adjacent machine which analysed the data.
I started to comprehend the world of finance and the stock market, and in this brilliant light of comprehension, it started to rain.
It rained money.
It rained blue 50 buck notes, and green notes that were american dollars. Then I wondered why it didnt instead rain 1000buck notes and then it hit me that Ive never seen a 1000SGD note before. I know, Im a frog in a well, but once I get rich it WILL rain 1000 buck notes.
Anyway, money mind really showed me how reading "Stock investing for dummies" relates to the real world. Like, Asia pacific breweries sets up a factory in laos, therefore you have increased production and increased revenue. However, if the laotian government decides to pass a new law like no alcohol consumption cuz their youths are fucking their siblings, then profit goes down and therefore stock prices go down.
Its really all interconnected, and its kinda cool to find out how.
I started to comprehend the world of finance and the stock market, and in this brilliant light of comprehension, it started to rain.
It rained money.
It rained blue 50 buck notes, and green notes that were american dollars. Then I wondered why it didnt instead rain 1000buck notes and then it hit me that Ive never seen a 1000SGD note before. I know, Im a frog in a well, but once I get rich it WILL rain 1000 buck notes.
Anyway, money mind really showed me how reading "Stock investing for dummies" relates to the real world. Like, Asia pacific breweries sets up a factory in laos, therefore you have increased production and increased revenue. However, if the laotian government decides to pass a new law like no alcohol consumption cuz their youths are fucking their siblings, then profit goes down and therefore stock prices go down.
Its really all interconnected, and its kinda cool to find out how.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Cut Them Out
If people are giving you problems, cut them out of your life. I just did it to three of them a while ago, and I feel free.
Really, its easy. Singapore is a really big place, youll never see them again.
Really, its easy. Singapore is a really big place, youll never see them again.
Not My Toothbrush, Please
I HATE it when people use my toothbrush. I dont care if its by accident. Ill wash it, dip it in bleach, acid, whatever works until your stain, your desecration of my holy cleanser is GONE.
GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE.
And then Ill throw it away.
MEANWHILE
Other things are pissing me off, i.e. the fucking remote control for my Toshiba Aircon. Can you believe me if I told you theres no way to change the batteries cuz theres no compartment that can be opened? The only way to change the batteries, I think, is to smash it open. It wont really need changing then though, but at least Ill figure out how it opens. Its bound to happen within the next 30days, when my patience wears thin.
PS: Dont laugh at me. Im a level 375 engineer. =D
GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE.
And then Ill throw it away.
MEANWHILE
Other things are pissing me off, i.e. the fucking remote control for my Toshiba Aircon. Can you believe me if I told you theres no way to change the batteries cuz theres no compartment that can be opened? The only way to change the batteries, I think, is to smash it open. It wont really need changing then though, but at least Ill figure out how it opens. Its bound to happen within the next 30days, when my patience wears thin.
PS: Dont laugh at me. Im a level 375 engineer. =D
Friday, March 14, 2008
DeFRaG
DeFRaG is a free modification (mod) for id Software's seminal first-person shooter computer game Quake III Arena (Q3A). The mod is dedicated to player movements and trickjumping in a broad sense.
-Wikipedia
Learning has never been so fun. Too bad defragging isnt socially recognised tho :p
I know its "lose" but, oh its so beautiful, flying like that.
-Wikipedia
Learning has never been so fun. Too bad defragging isnt socially recognised tho :p
I know its "lose" but, oh its so beautiful, flying like that.Saturday, March 8, 2008
Because Im A Better Warlock
Lets begin this post with the moral of the story, instead of putting it at the end. The moral of the story is:
"Dont argue with me when Im a better warlock then you and ESPECIALLY if youre stupider."
This warlock noob named warlia did something I did not agree with (using a useless curse on a boss), meaning he was in the wrong automatically.
I have no idea what "polite asshole" meant, but im assuming hes asking me to be polite! Haha! Whats even more amazing is that he said he wanted to fuck me twice, and would even do it thrice for free!
After a while I noticed him using his fucking wand instead of casting. So I couldnt help but make fun of his stupidity.
"Dont argue with me when Im a better warlock then you and ESPECIALLY if youre stupider."
This warlock noob named warlia did something I did not agree with (using a useless curse on a boss), meaning he was in the wrong automatically.
I have no idea what "polite asshole" meant, but im assuming hes asking me to be polite! Haha! Whats even more amazing is that he said he wanted to fuck me twice, and would even do it thrice for free!After a while I noticed him using his fucking wand instead of casting. So I couldnt help but make fun of his stupidity.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Working Out With Your PSP - A How To Guide By MouldyBread
Have you dreamed of having nice arms and biceps you could let your girlfriend hold on to but couldnt find the time to train em up?
Well, now you can! All you need is:
1.) A Sony Playstation™ Portable
2.) An addictive game that you love
3.) A bag of groceries/miscellaneous shopping items
4.) Something to lean on
I discovered this amazingly effective method whilst on the train. I was holding on to a bag of groceries in one hand and a bag of clothes in the other. I leaned on the pole and fished out my PSP from my bag and started playing...and playing.........and playing.......................and playing.
BOOM! Before I knew it, the train had arrived at sembawang, all the way from Orchard! I had been doing a bicep curl for half an hour with weights on either side! As reality began to form distinct shapes around me and the surreal images of the battlefield disappeared, the pain and muscle ache set in, but that didnt stop the fact that I had done something I wouldnt normally have been able to.
So in summary, all you need to do is hold some bags in your hands, lean on someplace comfortable, and play! If you want you can even take it further by doing it at home with rice bags or something while leaning on your cupboard!
When you get your toned arms after 3 weeks, you can feel free to drop a comment on my blog and tell me how wonderful it was. Hahaha....
Well, now you can! All you need is:
1.) A Sony Playstation™ Portable
2.) An addictive game that you love
3.) A bag of groceries/miscellaneous shopping items
4.) Something to lean on
I discovered this amazingly effective method whilst on the train. I was holding on to a bag of groceries in one hand and a bag of clothes in the other. I leaned on the pole and fished out my PSP from my bag and started playing...and playing.........and playing.......................and playing.
BOOM! Before I knew it, the train had arrived at sembawang, all the way from Orchard! I had been doing a bicep curl for half an hour with weights on either side! As reality began to form distinct shapes around me and the surreal images of the battlefield disappeared, the pain and muscle ache set in, but that didnt stop the fact that I had done something I wouldnt normally have been able to.
So in summary, all you need to do is hold some bags in your hands, lean on someplace comfortable, and play! If you want you can even take it further by doing it at home with rice bags or something while leaning on your cupboard!
When you get your toned arms after 3 weeks, you can feel free to drop a comment on my blog and tell me how wonderful it was. Hahaha....
Giordano Cheats You, Bitches
Okay the story goes that I have been eyeing this cardigan from Giordano concept(s?) for a while. It costs 55 buckeroos undiscounted, last I checked. So today I went with my mom aka bank, to go get it. And instead of being 55 bucks, they had upped the price to 70 bucks!
But thats not the beauty of it. Heres what is:
They gave it a discount of 20% this time.
If you still didnt catch the marvelous trap, then allow me to spoil it for you by pointing out that a 20% discounted 70 dollar shirt, IS THE SAME AS A $55 UNDISCOUNTED SHIRT!!
Isnt it marvelously maleficent? Spectacularly scheming? Its INGENIOUS! Youre so much likely to buy a discounted item then one that isnt!
Now, if youre going to mock me and wonder why the hell this fella took 19 years to figure this brilliant sales trap out, KNOWING that selling items plays on the psychological processes that consumers go through, and actually EXPERIENCING this play in action are two entirely different things.
But doesnt it make you wonder how many "discounted" stuff youve bought so far from, not just gio concepts, but any shop at all have REALLY been discounted? I guess thats just why the ladies go down to town like, once every 2 weeks. The same way I need to connect to World of Warcraft to get the latest version, theyve gotta get plugged into town to get the latest prices >_<
But thats not the beauty of it. Heres what is:
They gave it a discount of 20% this time.
If you still didnt catch the marvelous trap, then allow me to spoil it for you by pointing out that a 20% discounted 70 dollar shirt, IS THE SAME AS A $55 UNDISCOUNTED SHIRT!!
Isnt it marvelously maleficent? Spectacularly scheming? Its INGENIOUS! Youre so much likely to buy a discounted item then one that isnt!
Now, if youre going to mock me and wonder why the hell this fella took 19 years to figure this brilliant sales trap out, KNOWING that selling items plays on the psychological processes that consumers go through, and actually EXPERIENCING this play in action are two entirely different things.
But doesnt it make you wonder how many "discounted" stuff youve bought so far from, not just gio concepts, but any shop at all have REALLY been discounted? I guess thats just why the ladies go down to town like, once every 2 weeks. The same way I need to connect to World of Warcraft to get the latest version, theyve gotta get plugged into town to get the latest prices >_<
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Virgin Clubbing
I shall start with skipping the dreary details of how we walked and turned back only to take the MRT to MOS (Ministry of Sound, the only ministry in singapore without a minister).
Allow the first scene to place us in front of huge burly malay bouncer who looked a tad like the wrestler Rikishi. We were whisked in, given those radioactive stamps on our arms that Im sure gamma radiated and killed a few million of my cells.
The main dance area played a mix of music, from like 80s I heard, all the way to today. They even played one remix of Disturbed's Shout 2k. I mean, its so weird that theyd do a less rock version of that song and add the "dook-dook-tak-dook-dook-dook-tak" rhythm to it and call it a club song. And talking about that, they pretty much take any song and add that repetitive rhythm to it and play it as dance music. The shout 2k wasnt THAT nice of a song when they converted to their club rendition of it, but at least it made me feel a little more welcome.
So we took a seat in a nice dark corner, which was perfect for hanky panky. Now we know why adults like these dark places huh? Yeah I mean, I AM an adult too, a small one, but w/e.
The first thing I noticed when I stepped into the club was that the music was loud, and thats a serious understatement because, I could feel a beating in my chest that wasnt my heart, I can tell you for sure, because if my heart could beat in that kinda rhythm I would probably be surrounded by the worlds top doctors doing surgery on me or something. The music kept thumping away at my chest and rattling my organs, and little did I know it had other effects as well, which I will explain later.
It started slow cuz we went early and the crowds wernt there yet, but fortunately my dance freak friend managed to drag me to the dance floor on the condition that she teach me dirty dancing! The basics were pretty each, I picked it up in less then 2 minutes. You simply go behind a girl, sway your ass in tandem with hers. If she doesnt appear to mind, you put your right hand on her waist area and the grinding (rubbing) should follow. Theoretically it sounds easy, but of course finding the courage to do it and more practical lessons are definitely needed to master it.
We went into the nigger room next which was all R&B which had this cage surrounding the dance floor. I hated the music, so I didnt dance, which was a good choice because as I stood outside the cage, there was this hot chick dancing sexy like, 5 centimeters away from me. So why dance when you have a free show up close? Roar haha!
I noticed too they had nice little lung-cancer rooms where the smokers could go kill themselves without having to spread their disease to the non-smokers, which was a nice touch.
The trance room was next, and there at least the music got me moving, but I had to stop after a while cuz my head was pounding in rhythm with the explosive beats. The vodka lime I had earlier didnt help either (it sucked btw, they overadded the alcohol; the lime was only barely taste-able).
Last up was the house room, where they played house music (duh) and not episodes of Dr Gregory House, thanks. On our way there we passed by the main area again, and they started playing this song and everyone cheered. I couldnt make out what song it was, so I turned to dor and asked her what the fuss was about. She didnt reply, but sang to me ,"Im so horny. Im so horny." When I saw/heard that I was like "wtf? Is she trying to say something to me?" Then 3 seconds later I realised that she was mouthing the song lyrics. It was that "Im so horny, horny horny horny" song >_<
Me and Im-so-horny-dor
So anywayssss, the house room had those nice circular ball seat thingies hanging from the ceiling that I love to sit on, so it was a great place to rest my violently pulsating head.
Ball thingies that hang from the wall
We went home soon after. Luckily I stopped drinking when I did cuz I nearly puked on jen on the cab home, but the headache, oh God it was just so bad.
Me and Jen
Im so never going back there, my brain was not meant for that sort of abuse. But besides that, it wasnt as bad as jen put it. I didnt HATE that place, just the lack of my type of heavy rock music. Not sure if there ARE any of those type of clubs in singapore.
Allow the first scene to place us in front of huge burly malay bouncer who looked a tad like the wrestler Rikishi. We were whisked in, given those radioactive stamps on our arms that Im sure gamma radiated and killed a few million of my cells.
The main dance area played a mix of music, from like 80s I heard, all the way to today. They even played one remix of Disturbed's Shout 2k. I mean, its so weird that theyd do a less rock version of that song and add the "dook-dook-tak-dook-dook-dook-tak" rhythm to it and call it a club song. And talking about that, they pretty much take any song and add that repetitive rhythm to it and play it as dance music. The shout 2k wasnt THAT nice of a song when they converted to their club rendition of it, but at least it made me feel a little more welcome.
So we took a seat in a nice dark corner, which was perfect for hanky panky. Now we know why adults like these dark places huh? Yeah I mean, I AM an adult too, a small one, but w/e.
The first thing I noticed when I stepped into the club was that the music was loud, and thats a serious understatement because, I could feel a beating in my chest that wasnt my heart, I can tell you for sure, because if my heart could beat in that kinda rhythm I would probably be surrounded by the worlds top doctors doing surgery on me or something. The music kept thumping away at my chest and rattling my organs, and little did I know it had other effects as well, which I will explain later.
It started slow cuz we went early and the crowds wernt there yet, but fortunately my dance freak friend managed to drag me to the dance floor on the condition that she teach me dirty dancing! The basics were pretty each, I picked it up in less then 2 minutes. You simply go behind a girl, sway your ass in tandem with hers. If she doesnt appear to mind, you put your right hand on her waist area and the grinding (rubbing) should follow. Theoretically it sounds easy, but of course finding the courage to do it and more practical lessons are definitely needed to master it.
We went into the nigger room next which was all R&B which had this cage surrounding the dance floor. I hated the music, so I didnt dance, which was a good choice because as I stood outside the cage, there was this hot chick dancing sexy like, 5 centimeters away from me. So why dance when you have a free show up close? Roar haha!
I noticed too they had nice little lung-cancer rooms where the smokers could go kill themselves without having to spread their disease to the non-smokers, which was a nice touch.
The trance room was next, and there at least the music got me moving, but I had to stop after a while cuz my head was pounding in rhythm with the explosive beats. The vodka lime I had earlier didnt help either (it sucked btw, they overadded the alcohol; the lime was only barely taste-able).
Last up was the house room, where they played house music (duh) and not episodes of Dr Gregory House, thanks. On our way there we passed by the main area again, and they started playing this song and everyone cheered. I couldnt make out what song it was, so I turned to dor and asked her what the fuss was about. She didnt reply, but sang to me ,"Im so horny. Im so horny." When I saw/heard that I was like "wtf? Is she trying to say something to me?" Then 3 seconds later I realised that she was mouthing the song lyrics. It was that "Im so horny, horny horny horny" song >_<
Me and Im-so-horny-dorSo anywayssss, the house room had those nice circular ball seat thingies hanging from the ceiling that I love to sit on, so it was a great place to rest my violently pulsating head.
Ball thingies that hang from the wallWe went home soon after. Luckily I stopped drinking when I did cuz I nearly puked on jen on the cab home, but the headache, oh God it was just so bad.
Me and JenIm so never going back there, my brain was not meant for that sort of abuse. But besides that, it wasnt as bad as jen put it. I didnt HATE that place, just the lack of my type of heavy rock music. Not sure if there ARE any of those type of clubs in singapore.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Burning Memory Lane
Deep in my mind, Im walking behind
All the way down memory lane.
In this lane lie houses, where memories kept arouses
Or there hides my bane.
I stop by a house deserted, and wonder how I could have averted
Destroying what kept me sane.
It was then I saw, the oversight, my flaw
And then it started to rain.
Pitter patter into the gutter
Heaven urinated.
Drip drop Im such a flop
Tears fell unabated.
Finally the rain stopped, I danced and hopped and hopped
For the sky was blue and the grass was green.
In one hand I held a lighter, the flame burning ever brighter
And in the other I hend a can of kerosene.
Onto this house it gushed, as my eyes tears rushed
Until my world clouded unseen.
This nefarious deed, was done with such speed
It was like I was a machine.
Then with great gusto, ignoring my manifesto
I lit the sides and watched the flames convene.
Boom! Foom! went the room
If only you were in there.
Crash! Smash! in it caved
Id let you die without a care.
All the way down memory lane.
In this lane lie houses, where memories kept arouses
Or there hides my bane.
I stop by a house deserted, and wonder how I could have averted
Destroying what kept me sane.
It was then I saw, the oversight, my flaw
And then it started to rain.
Pitter patter into the gutter
Heaven urinated.
Drip drop Im such a flop
Tears fell unabated.
Finally the rain stopped, I danced and hopped and hopped
For the sky was blue and the grass was green.
In one hand I held a lighter, the flame burning ever brighter
And in the other I hend a can of kerosene.
Onto this house it gushed, as my eyes tears rushed
Until my world clouded unseen.
This nefarious deed, was done with such speed
It was like I was a machine.
Then with great gusto, ignoring my manifesto
I lit the sides and watched the flames convene.
Boom! Foom! went the room
If only you were in there.
Crash! Smash! in it caved
Id let you die without a care.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Islam
I just think some of the islamic talibans are so full of shit sometimes. They just blew up another 18 people at someones funeral where people were massed together. Its really just so hypocritical sometimes. Oh well, heres what I mean hehe.
Click to enlarge, idiot.
Please dont tell me shit about a handful of people ruining a religion, I know whats going on.
Click to enlarge, idiot.Please dont tell me shit about a handful of people ruining a religion, I know whats going on.
Nightmares
I just had one of the worst dreams.
I was having a tutorial with my class with Miss Chai Yen. Apparently I was looking/feeling very happy in the dream, when CY looks at me and says,"Why you so happy? You still have one more semester to go!"
When I heard that I was terrified because I thought it was all over! How could it be that I had 6 more months to go? So I started crying in front of the class, then I woke up feeling very very scared.
I was having a tutorial with my class with Miss Chai Yen. Apparently I was looking/feeling very happy in the dream, when CY looks at me and says,"Why you so happy? You still have one more semester to go!"
When I heard that I was terrified because I thought it was all over! How could it be that I had 6 more months to go? So I started crying in front of the class, then I woke up feeling very very scared.
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