Good days (midnight disjointed typings)

When you are young and happy, you thought the world will last forever.

In those days, the all-important exams would loom up maliciously. But everything is okay, because we'd form a study group. Every day we'd meet, and till night we'd stay. What is the pain of studying when you are with friends? In the shadow of exams we'd fraternize, the group in the corner.

throwing paper planes and snack wrappers at each other, testing out understandings and acronyms. The work is tedious and dull, but plodding through it is easy. Students we all are; where and when better to form fast bonds than during exam time?

We've been successful.

We're doing what we wanted, but seldom meet anymore. Should i throw myself into my work? Can I?

Bittersweetness is such an ambivalent emotion to have.

A few notes.

Yes, i am alive. Alive and kicking. Kicking and screaming in agony and frustration even. Everything is so hectic now. Honours applications, end of semester tests, reports, personal issues. I can't even summon up the energy to be half the smarmy bastard i once was.

A few notes:

• No, ChangYang. No more cheesy memes. No more taggings that has such contentless content. I'm a nerdy biology geek, not a bimbo. Send me another book meme or something and we can talk =P

• Someone told me that my blog is the most random one she has ever read. I think this largely comes from me being a geek. So, to further cement that viewpoint, here are some little somethings:
  How to pick locks
  Brainy man Steven Pinker on why we swear
  Dynamic Periodic table

• I spent the last couple of days obsessing over paper airplanes. Found a couple of sites and started folding away with last years lecture notes. Then i threw them off the balcony. I must have spammed the whole Citygate area with 9-10 pieces of random biology by now. Hopefully the people who get it will be so entranced by neuronal firings and stomach lining secretions that they won't complain. Paper plane websites here and here.
  The second link is a step by step flash instruction on how to build a paper plane that was perfected by a bunch of young scientists. it won a competition i think. Nice to think of scientific inquiry applied in a very relevant area. This will completely overturn cellulose aerodynamics. The first site has a lot of fun paper plane designs, including a paper Zepellin and a paper helicopter (not as cool as it sounds). The paper helicopters stay afloat for ages. I threw one off the balcony and it flew all the way across the road over to the Carlton Gardens where i lost sight of it. Try it on a windy day.

• I am very very glad that the birthday season is over. I managed to survive the September Swarm with moderate damage to my expenses. Like locusts descending on the green notes, they are.

Thats it for now. Maybe there will be more stuff coming along. Maybe there isn't.

Late night madness

My flight is later at 3pm, its now 5:46am, and somehow, for some inexplicable reason, i find myself watching this:



Lets hope that i get so plastered from lack of sleep that i'll finally be able to get some rest on the plane. And lets hope that this vid won't last long enough to scar me in my sleep.

Heres a picture from the resultant topic i had with Wolf after showing him the vid.



Hell, i think i'm already screwed. Might as well take anybody i can down with me.

Cheers.

Arachnia on Acid

Now, for the record, i have tremendous respect for wildlife. I really love nature, and i appreciate that animals and other living things should be given their their dignity. But, the person who first came up with idea of drugging spiders and letting them build webs is a friggin genius, man.

Check this out:


There is also this website with pictures, though it is rather lacking in commentary.



Moral of the story: Just say No to drugs, kids!

Reading broke.

Here's a little something i saw on the net:


Reading is Knowledge
Knowledge is Power
Power Corrupts
Corruption is a Crime
Crime doesn't Pay

So...If you read, you will go broke.

(which explains my common predicament)

Plural Fraction

Isn't it a strange turn of semantics that when you have something that is less than one, it is pronounced in plural?

Let me demonstrate.

Lets say you have 1 gram of whatever. It will be exactly one gram. I wrestle half a gram away from you, so now you are left with 0.5 grams.

We have exactly one gram, and then we have 0.5 grams.

As they say, less is more.

An example of bemusing weather

At 5.45am yesterday, it hailed. Pebbles of frozen water fell straight from the skies and smacked themselves silly unto sidewalks, trees, cars, the buildings and their glass windows.

I sleep with my head right next to the window (i can't stand stuffiness), so i was awakened rudely by what seems to be machine gun fire from outside the building. The fact that it was merely ice hitting the windows didn't register, until my face was hit by a stray piece of ice.

Yesterday was October the 28th, the day before daylight savings starts. Spring is at its zenith, with summer to follow not in another two months, so it was pretty bright. It was so bright, at 5:44am, in fact, that i was wildly confused when i woke up. I thought i had awaken from an afternoon nap, but somehow that notion seemed wrong. It took me 2 more minutes to realize that it was in fact morning, and that Australian 5:45ams are just that obscenely bright during spring, by which time i was halfway worrying both about dinner and how nothing seems to be making sense.

The only thing left to be done was to close all the windows and roll down the blinds to get more sleep. Not before flipping the bird at the sky for the absurdity of it all.

Which is what any sane person would do, really.