In Moulin Rouge!, Ewan and Nicole have a jolly good time crooning away on top of some elephant - ergo, elephant love medley. Don't get me wrong - the song is really nice. But. It. Just. Doesn't. Make. Any. Sense!
What /is/ love? A many splendoured thing? Something that lifts us up where we belong? Airy-fairy doesn't even begin to describe the lyrics.
(Since it's bedtime I'll continue tomorrow)
Love is a many splendored thing,
Love lifts us up where we belong,
All you need is love!
Please, don't start that again
All you need is love!
A girl has got to eat!
All you need is love!
She'll end up on the street! (sigh)
All you need is looooove!
Love is just a game.
I was made for loving you baby,
You were made for loving me.
The only way of loving me baby,
Is to pay a lovely fee.
Just one night,
Give me just one night.
There's no way,
Cause you can't pay.
In the name of love!
One night in the name of love!
You crazy fool,
I won't give in to you.
Don't, leave me this way.
I can't survive, without your sweet love,
Oh baby, don't leave me this way.
You'd think that people would've had enough of silly love songs...
I look around me and I see it isn't so, oh no.
Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs
Well what's wrong with that?
I like to know.
Cause here I go... again...
Love lifts us up where we belong!
Where eagles fly,
On a mountain high!
Love makes us act like we are fools.
Throw our lives away,
For one happy day.
(The rest of the song is irrelevant for my purposes)
Threadless is having a sale where you get 2 t-shirts of the same design but in different sizes for $20. Anyone interested?
Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissing
And I remember when you started calling me your Mrs
All the play fighting
All the flirtatious disses
I’d tell you sad stories about my childhood
I dunno why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We’d spend the whole weekend
Lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy
In your boxers and your t-shirt
Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, it seems
That I can’t shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it’s so true
I know it’s not right but it seems unfair
That thing’s are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on
Tell me
Is this the end?
Drinkin’ tea in bed, watchin’ DVD’s
When I discovered all your dirty, grotty magazines
You’d take me out shopping
And all we’d buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
The first time that you introduced me to your friends
And you could tell that I was nervous, so you held my hand
When I was feeling down, you’d make that face you do
There’s no-one in the world who could replace you
Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you
It seems, it seems
That I can’t shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it’s so true
I know it’s not right but it seems unfair
That thing’s are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on
Tell me
Is this the end?
Lily Allen, Littlest Things
Little i-Duck, you're the one,
Who makes data storage fun!
Little duck with 256 megs on you!
Woo woo be doo.
Little i-Duck, face my wrath,
I can't take you in the bath!
Little duck I wish you were waterproof!
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo.
Little i-Duck's kind of slow,
You're not USB 2.0!
Little duck, glad there's an upgrade for you!
Woo woo be doo.
Little i-Duck, you're so cute,
And all six designs are a beaut,
Little duck with camouflage or hearts on you!
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo.
Little i-Duck, you're so fine,
I'm lucky that you're mine.
Little i-Duck, I'm awfully fond of ...
Little i-Duck, I'd like a whole pond of ...
Little i-Duck, I'm awfully fond of you!
Taken from Wired
The Ultimate Survey for:
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Full Name: Irrelevant!
Nicknames: If you know it, please forget it. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE
Hometown: Er.
Do you make fun of people: No, people make fun of me
Have you ever been convicted of a crime?: No
Best online friends: I don't have any
One pillow or two?: One
Pets: None
Favorite Type of Music: Um, baroque/romantic classical, lyrical romantic ballads
Hobbies: Anything tech related. choral singing. the piano.
Dream Car: realistically, audi tt. in-your-dreams, too many to list
Type of Car you drive now: Mercedes-Benz 180E
Words or Phrases you overuse: alright.
Favorite Food: again, too many to list. i generally like anything that tastes good
Online Crush: *ahem*
Current Boyfriend/Girlfriend: *ahem*
Piercing or tattoos?: Never ever
Date of Birth: 14/05/1982
Most romantic thing that ever happened to you: when i was six this swiss girl in my class gave me a reallyreally nice valentine.
Do you get along with your parents: yar!
Favorite town to chill in: halifax, nova scotia
Favorite Ice Cream: half baked, ben & jerrys
Favorite Soft Drink: always the real thing.
What's your bed time: 2am. on the dot!
Favorite Perfume/Cologne: don't wear any
Favorite Song at the moment: sanctus, by libera
Favorite Website: www.lexis.com duh! (ok, actually, www.threadless.com i guess)
Least Favorite Subject in School: Consti. Bah.
Favorite Sport to Watch: Soccer. you mean there are other sports?
Most humiliating (paiseh) moment: nothing comes to mind
Favorite Holiday: anything involving a nice long drive in the middle of nowhere
What do you look for in the opposite sex?: intelligence
Say one nice thing about the person who sent this to you: well in the past 24 hours i've recieved this from three different people whom I haven't heard from in years. hopefull I next hear from them in less than a year.
Things I've learned from life: hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. (cf 2 posts before this)
Favorite number : 42
Favorite color: pink?
Greatest experience in your lifetime: eh, im barely a quarter of a century old. what's 'greatest'?
Why are you here on earth?: to amuse other people
Who means the most to you?: *ahem*
Drinking habits: *ahem*
Favorite Quote: "Hard work often pays off after a time. Procrastination pays off right now."
Do you believe in reincarnation? No.
Do you consider yourself a good listener? ya
Would you rather be short or tall? tall
Would you rather be overly happy and poor, or overly wealthy and happy? overly wealthy and happy, duh. everyone knows that excessive wealth can buy excessive happiness
Would you consider your relationship with your parents bad, okay, good? good, very.
Do you like to dance? i dunno, maybe if i could i would like it.
Are you shy to ask someone out? yes
Do you like to talk on the phone? occassionally. it helps if the person i'm talking to is chatty
Would you rather go on a walk or watch tv? neither. nuaaa
What's your dream honeymoon place? bora bora, tahiti
If you had a round-trip ride in any time machine, where would you go? 1492 when christopher columbus first set off to find the 'east'. i've always wondered what the world would be like if he'd actually found the east like the meant to, instead of the carribean
If you could be invisible for a day, what would you do? "Hollow Man"
If you could change your name, what would it be? bob
Have you ever thought you were going to die? no
What's the hardest thing about growing up? when you're young, you figure people older than you know everything and can solve all problems. as you get older, the truth slowly dawned
If this Saturday, you could do ANYTHING you wanted, what would you do? i hear the arctic is nice at this time of the year
If there would be one thing about yourself that you could change, what would it be? develop a better work ethic
Have you ever wanted to run away? Run where? no. i like my life!
What's your worst fear? eh, i'm a happy person
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 'animal' isn't exactly the best way to describe it.
Have you ever felt you were in love? Yes.
What guy/girl do you want more than anyone else? kate beckinsale
If you could be any animal what would you be? any with a matriarchal society so i get to slack more and get fed anyway
If you could do anything to the person you hated most what would it be? i don't hate
meh. that took longer and expected. the *ahems* are for questions that have unpublishable answers. besides, ignorance is bliss. ask if you dare!
There are so many things wrong with this, I don't know where to begin. Must've sucked to be a kid in 1977.
From the game description:
The players try to manipulate the monster so that he winds up standing over an opponent. He then "slimes" the player and moves. If the slime covering the player causes the player piece to fall over, the player must start again. Yuck!
(where "Your" == sha and sandra)
m says:
BOO BOO
m says:
I NEED MILO ICECREAM!!!!!!!!
m says:
EHE
sheva says:
why!
m says:
because my friend's birthday is coming. and i want to give the person a surprise!
m says:
haha milo icecream's rare.
sheva says:
eh
sheva says:
but my birthday isnt till may
sheva says:
no need to start thinking so early
m says:
HAHAHAHHAHAHAH
m says:
SO BOLD. ASK ME TO TREAT YOU MILO ICECREAM
m says:
hhahahha
m says:
wait till your birthday come laaaaa
sheva says:
i never what
sheva says:
you suggested it one
m says:
aiyo. for now right...i need to desperately find milo icecream for someone (not you ...FOR NOW.)
m says:
sian diao
sheva says:
aiya
sheva says:
bring him there to eat loh
m says:
wah you're very good at jumping to conclusions. what makes you think it's a HIM?
sheva says:
cause if it was her you would say her already what.
sheva says:
so gui gui shui shui
sheva says:
must be him!
m says:
okay lo...it's a him. so smart ah you!
m says:
aiyo. but it's FRIEND FRIEND
m says:
maaaah
sheva says:
if you say so!
m says:
aiyo. you dont believe me. okay lo.
m says:
uncle...you got jio girls out in uni or not!
m says:
uni sure got mei3 nu3 one
sheva says:
never
sheva says:
but got these two girls that keep coming to find me.
sheva says:
until i have no peace.
m says:
waahhhhhhhhhhh
m says:
UNCLE YOU GOT SUITOR!
m says:
*gasps*
m says:
aiya! just pick one la!
sheva says:
i wish lah.
sheva says:
one is my good friend's girlfriend.
sheva says:
and the other is a bit crazy.
sheva says:
wait, scratch that. both are a bit crazy.
U.S. Secretary of Transportation Norman Y. Mineta And North Pole’s
Kris Kringle Sign Open Skies Agreement
Agreement Gives Santa Greater Access to Rooftops of Good Kids Everywhere
Just in time for Christmas, Secretary of Transportation Norman Y. Mineta and the North Pole’s Kris Kringle, a.k.a. Santa Claus, signed an Open Skies aviation agreement in Washington, D.C. today, giving Santa and his team of reindeer greater access to the rooftops of good kids everywhere.
For years, Santa had been required to make an annual request to the Secretary of Transportation for a special flight certificate in order to deliver his Christmas goodies. With this new agreement, it will be easier for Santa to finish his job all in one night.
“Santa can now focus on making his list and checking it twice, without the hassle of government paperwork,” said Secretary Mineta. “Thanks to this agreement, the only time he needs to worry about Red Tape is if he wants to use it to wrap presents.”
The Open Skies agreement signed by Secretary Mineta and Santa Claus noted Santa’s safe and efficient toy delivery operation that enables him to bring joy to millions of children in all 50 states, the District of Columbia, Puerto Rico and all U.S. territories, all without impact to air traffic carrying travelers to their holiday destinations.
“Now it’s just HO HO HO and off I go,” exclaimed the Jolly Old Elf. “The reindeer and I look forward to checking this item off of our list for good,” he said.
Mineta said the decision was helped by a flood of public comments offered by Santa advocates from all over the nation. Thousands of letters were sent to the Department of Transportation and to the North Pole encouraging each party to complete these important negotiations before Santa’s yearly trip, he said.
“Santa’s Elves are tough negotiators,” Mineta noted. “But, in the end, we were able to arrive at an agreement that will benefit children of all ages.”
Proof that this is actually for real.
Call me cynical, jaded, unpatriotic, what-have-you, but seriously, Singapore soccer CANNOT MAKE IT. I'd rant some more but I'm sure all of you who care know the problems already anyhow.
Good thing Malaysian soccer cannot make it even more. (albeit very slightly only. and that last penalty taker is damn poor thing lah.)
For what it's worth though, the support from the fans was pretty good, and it brings back fond memories of Malaysian Cup days.
Way overused, but to me still exceedingly lyrical and poetic. Enjoy!
Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times are in His hand
Who saith, "A whole I plann'd,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all nor be afraid!"
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
You, me, a pair of handcuffs and Hershey's chocolate fudge.
Now.
Yep, that's just about what went through my mind when I watched this.
Here's the scene. My mate Trevor is standing in Wax Lyrical with his girlfriend when he gets the Look.
'What?' he responds.
'You know,' she replies.
'I don't know!' he protests.
'If you loved me you'd know,' she says. Then Trevor's girlfriend storms off leaving him holding a box of scented candles.
When days later, he shares his story with me and the rest of the guys down at the pub we all nod in silent recognition. 'It's the female art of talking without talking,' I say. 'It can really screw up your day.'
The art of talking without talking (ATWT) has long been a source of fascination and fear for mankind. I remember when a group of us were at the pub when one of our friends (a woman) came in crying. She exchanged one glance with my better half, then disappeared into the toiles.
'What was that about?' I asked my good lady.
'She's split up with her boyfriend, just had an argument with her mom, and she can't make up her mind about a strappy sundress she saw... oh and she hates her job.'
'You got all that from one look?' I asked.
'Of course,' she replied. 'Isn't it obvious?
Okay, so that might be a slight exaggeration of what happened but it wasn't far off. When ATWT is used for the power of good it's amazing but when it's used for the forces of evil (i.e. against me) it's truly scary.
For example, I was once at a party with my significant other. I'd chatted to a few people I didn't know, had a bit of a dance and we left shortly after two. All in all I'm thinking it was a good night. In the car, however, I got the silent treatment. After much begging and pleading I discover that I'm guilty of being flirted with. 'Who was flirting?' I asked.
'That trollop in the tube top.'
'Which one was that?' I asked.
'You don't know!' she cried.
The thing you have to realize about us men is that we're very simple creatures: what you see is what you get. When it comes to reading between the lines we can't - we're illiterate - which is why having a go at us for not understanding why you're upset when you refuse to tell us is both cruel and mean. It's like smacking a puppy for leaving a deposit on a carpet when you had clearly stated in the seven-page document left in the kitchen drawer why it's not the done thing. Men, like puppies, can't read seven-page documents or find anything located in kitchen drawers and, most of all, they can't read women's minds. Which is why if you ask us to guess what's troubling you we will invariably get it wrong. We don't do this on purpose: what we do is work on the assumption that, mentally speaking, you're a bit like us. That means there's not a great deal on your mind to 'read' other than endless lists of top ten favorite things, pictures of naked women and fluffy clouds. Even if we tried to put ourselves in your shoes there'd be problems. Have you ever tried walking in a pair of narrow tipped stilettoes that are several sizes too small? Exactly.
The answer to the problem is, I'm afraid, a little obvious. In a straw poll six out of six agreed that the one thing we'd love the women in our lives to do is just tell us what's wrong other than us having to guess all the time. As Trevor put it, 'We're reasonable people. If they just talked to us with their lips instead of their brain we'd know exactly what to do.' So there you have it. Save the guessing games for Christmas Day and start talking to your man like a regular human being.
Apparently, that's the average weight of a human brain. And also, the title of the latest medical-related tv series to hit cable, currently showing on Hallmark channel (Yes, I do watch channels other than Disney) It's similiar to House except it deals exclusively with people with brain problems - the lead doctor is a neurosurgeon.
As I was watching (it's strictly averagely cliche, plot-wise) I got to thinking about all the professions that are glorified on TV. Doctors never stop being popular, the latest wave being Grey's and House, but ER is always a perennial favorite. Lawyers come and go - Boston Legal is decent, Ally McBeal, well, personal opinion I guess. Other professions in the limelight include the President of the United States of America (The West Wing), policemen (NYPD Blue) various secret agent types (Alias, 24, etc etc).
But what about /real/ jobs? (Admit it, being a lawyer is nowhere near what they portray it to be on television) The closest I can think of is Chandler on Friends whose an accountant. But how come no one ever made a TV show revolving around an accounting firm? They can call it In the Balance. Or The Bottom Line or something. I'd watch it! Or maybe an mathematician show. (A Beautiful Mind doesn't count) The Golden Ratio sounds exciting. e. Mmmhmmm.
Ok, so maybe there's a reason why these shows don't exist.
From Important Delivery Information at fareastflora:
Kindly note that for peak seasons such as Valentine's Day & Chinese New Year, deliveries cannot be made to Jurong Island, Tuas, Changi Airport Cargo and Airbase, and PSA (Free Freight Zone), Sentosa, military bases, and school campuses.
Eh? School campuses? Pardon my ignorance, but how would such a delivery work normally? The delivery guy gets his bouquet, walks to the school gate... then what? Go to the office, where the office would make an announcement to the school over the PA "Paging for Ms. So-and-so, you have a delivery waiting for you." Otherwise, how will the bouquet ever make it into the hands of that oh-so-fortunate target of a rather wealthy boy's affections?
And you'd imagine it would be even more complicated at institutions of higher learning, where people are generally wealthy and can afford fareastflora's offerings - upwards of $79.90 for a vday bouquet. How can anyone locate a single specific person at say, KR? Or even Block B? I mean, we have enough trouble getting the Pizza Hut dude to find us, and in this case we're expecting him. What about the oblivious girl about to recieve a huge bouquet of 99 roses? She might be hiding in some corner of the law lib while her roses wither and die.
(If you haven't guessed it yet, it's assignment time and new posts will come hard and fast.)
"The problem of resolving the conflict of interest inherent in the actions of any target board, is common to both the UK and the USA. Further, the respective solutions are no longer that different in reality."
Spent an hour or two going through Lexis and friends doing research for the CTR paper and the volume of information available is STAGGERING. I tried to be extremely selective and only downloaded articles which sounded on point, but I now have a mind-boggling amount of readings to do sometime soon.Plus, this is only on the US position. I haven't even thought about the UK position yet, but hopefully the Brits are less loquacious than the Yanks.
Basically one of those get as far as you can before you stop. My record is something like 4000+m.
Click for boosts, and click when you see SPECIAL flashing for a huge boost.
http://megami.starcreator.com/nanaca-crash/
Download.
So touching, my eyes started tearing. Slightly.
Nowhere near as cute as cutie_mish, but at least her (digital) piano is in tune! And her piano playing's heaps better too.
(Thanks to Alex for the linky)
Geez, this blog is becoming like Reader's Digest. Next up, Laughter, the Best Medicine.
I would love to change the world, but they won't give me the source code.
The glass is neither half-full nor half-empty: it's twice as big as it needs to be.
Girls are like internet domain names, the ones I like are already taken.
A thousand words are worth a picture, and they load a heck of a lot faster.
Who needs the library? I've got google! (Ed - And now, Wikipedia)
A penny saved is 1.39 cents earned, if you consider income tax .
It is fruitless to become lachrymose because of scattered lacteal fluid.
If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the precipitate.
What do people mean when they say, "The computer went down on me." (Specially dedicated to Sandra)
Someone once said a million monkeys using a million keyboards could reproduce the complete works of William Shakespeare. Thanks to MySpace, we now know that to be entirely false.
Interregnum, n
1. an interval of time between the close of a sovereign's reign and the accession of his or her normal or legitimate successor.
2. any period during which a state has no ruler or only a temporary executive.
E.g. After Lee Kuan Yew abdicatedstepped down, there was an interregnum until his son, Lee Hsien Loong ascended the thronebecame Prime Minister.
This clip of this girl playing the one of the themes from Tetris (Troika, I believe) has been making the rounds of the internet, and since it was posted last June, it has garnered approximately 1,125,000 views. Taking it as 8 months since it was posted, that's an average of 140,000 views a month, 4,600 views a day. And the best part is, she isn't even very good. I can play (much) better. Oh, and the worst part, her piano is out of tune and my ears hurt.
But damn, is she hot! AND THAT ACCENT IS TO DIE FOR
What are the chances that if I posted a video of myself playing some super cheemology piece on the piano (Rhapsody in Blue comes to mind, though I don't know all of it.) I'll get 4,600 views a day? I think I'll be surprised if i get 4,600 views in a year.
But damn, is she hot! AND THAT ACCENT IS TO DIE FOR
I've always been a great fan of the Chunichi Dragons, he thought, but what are the Dragons to me, anyway? Say they beat the Giants - how's that going to make me a better person? How could it? So why the heck have I spent all this time getting worked up like the team was some extension of myself?
In an interesting sequence of events, I read these very apt words a short time after watching an extremely off-color, lacklustre and insipid Chelsea capitulate to Lipervool. While some credit is due, (especially the screamer from Jermaine Pennant for the second goal) overall the way Chelsea looked so, well, uninterested made me sad. But I digress.
Where was I? Right. Why bother getting so worked up like the team is some extension of myself? Repeat ad naseum/infinitum.
I had an hour or so to kill before the Cage, so I decided to make constructive use of my time by hanging out in the library. I figured CTR's ending soon, so I might actually need the readings to do preliminary research for the paper. And thus, time well spent infringing intellectual property rightsphotocopying the relevant bits of Kenyon-Slade.
And, since I'm a firm believe in what FDR said, I have decided to share the fruits of my labor. Lemme know if you need to zap. But before next Wednesday please.
The strong Mediterranean sun beating down. A stiff breeze bringing cool air. Sailing aimlessly from island to island. Sitting on the deck sipping ice cold coke. When it gets too hot, a quick dip. The fishing line is reeled in, and the catch of the day goes belowdecks to become dinner.
The only snag? A crewed charter runs from upwards of USD$1,500 a day.
Stupid addictive flash games. In this particular iteration, you 'manage' a poor family on Ayiti, which apparently is another name for Haiti. You decide whether they work, study, rest, go see a doctor, etc. Eke out a simple existence and try not to die. If the entire family (dad, mom, 3 kids) is still alive after 4 years (16 turns of 4 seasons a year) you win. Be warned. Diptheria and cholera are especially prevalent.
Play.
"Ticket to Ride"
Sha would like everyone to know that SHA TOOK THE FIRST PICTURE AND THAT IT'S VERY NICE.
The rest are anonymous works unless someone comes forward to take credit.
It's a little painful to watch, but oh well. No wonder the year 4s aren't respected in school anymore. Such childish behaviour!
Sandra would like to add:
PLEASE NOTE THAT SANDRA IS NOT INVOLVED IN THIS IDIOCY
Here's a pretty funny anecdote I heard today:
When you have ham and eggs for breakfast, whats the difference between a pig and a chicken?
Well, the pig was committed to creating your breakfast, while the chicken was merely involved.
Cause, well, I'm too genteel to actually express myself properly, especially in polite company.
Anyhow, it seems 2 champions have decided to soft-drop ICF. Like, gee, who soft drops stuff? What advantage do you accrue by soft-dropping? And you have to go to the Dean's Office twice, once to soft-drop and once to add. What if you suddenly change your mind? Then how?
Which totally spoils my plans, cause I was hoping people would be discouraged from adding ICF since there are (supposed to be) ZERO spots open, and surely some slackkind soul would drop it since it's apparently worth 20 credits instead of 8. Now, I have to compete with everyone else who will go, "wah, 2 ICF spots, got hope leh!"
Ok, enough ranting for the moment. Here's something interesting. In the email with the add-drop list and other instructions, it says
The last day of Add/Drop for Phase I is Monday, 25 January 07, 12pm.
The release of Subject Allocation for Phase I will be on Friday, 19 January 07, 6.00pm
Uhh, seems like someone has trouble reading a calendar.
After monthsyears of speculation, Apple has finally, finally announced the iPhone. Yayness, for it looks mighty cool. The very thought of it makes my heart skip a bit. Sexy doesn't even begin to describe it, and from early reports, it seems like you can use it as an iPod. Plus it's widescreen-touchscreen. Yummy.
Unfortunately, sucks to be us, because while it's supposed to be released in the good old US of A in June, projected availabilty in Asia is 2008. Although, I guess you can parallel import it and all that.
www.apple.com/iPhone/ for the scoop. Like you needed that particular URL though.
Oh, by the way, I want one. Like you didn't already know that.
SO, anyway, today after CTR, I inexplicably felt like a milkshake. No particular preference for origin, macs is fine. I decided to stop at the KAP drive thru one on the way home. While waiting in line to collect my milkshake (strawberry!) I noticed this rather cute girl standing alone, as if waiting for something. Like, a cab.
Rolling down my window, I put on my best friendly, boy-next-door, can't-hurt-a-fly look and voice and asked, "Do you need a lift?"
The rest, as they say, is history.
This is the part you'll never read about in kid's story books.
(Alternatively titled, why I should get ICF)
Premise - ICF is primarily a CORPORATE module, aimed at those intending to go into corporate practice.
For the simplicity of argument, let's assume that there are two kinds of people in law school. Group 1, those intending to go into corporate practice (i.e. joining the corporate department of any law firm in Singapore) Group 2, those that are intending to do anything else. IP, liti, whatever else you wierd non-corporate types do. Or not practice at all. Whatever. Into group 2 you go.
For group 1, the utility they derive from taking ICF is definitely, without a doubt, much greater than the utility group 2 derives from taking ICF. Of course, you can't really quantify such abstract concepts as utility, but for the purposes of this discussion, let's say each person in group 1 gets 2 utility from taking ICF, while each person in group 2 gets 1, or 0 even.
Since the number of spaces in ICF is limited - 65, I'm told - the maximum utility in our little society (the society being all the people in law school who want to do ICF) is also limited. Since it is clearly in the interests of all members of society to maximize total utility, THEN ALL THE PEOPLE IN GROUP 2 SHOULD DROP ICF AND LET THE PEOPLE IN GROUP 1 WHO ARE NOT ALREADY IN ICF ADD IT.
Like yours truly.
(While trying to figure out why the US Embassy flag is at half mast)
(L)(W) - all day i dream about s says:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deaths_in_2007
school sucks says:
ooh
if i kill myself
will my name be there?
(L)(W) - all day i dream about s says:
try it
school sucks says:
"Sandra Phung, committed suicide in order to get a wikipedia listing"
whats so funny
(something I wrote halfway through the holidays, but never got round to publishing. I guess with the whole AdamAir debacle it's not so funny anymore though. Hohum.)
On Tiger Airways, the passenger safety information card says ISSUE 3 right on top. Except the contents are your regular what-to-do-in-case-of-emergency kind of thing. So what was in issue 1 and 2? And did the safety information change, or was it just updated with spelling, grammar, etc?
What on earth do pilots mean when they say "flight attendants cross check?" I hear it on every single flight I take. According to Sandra, it just means check that the doors are closed. Which seems to be an extremely duh thing to ask. You'd think that they'd close all the doors automatically.
The motto of the new Budget Terminal at Changi is "Enjoy the difference". Uh, excuse me for being slow, but what is the difference we are meant to enjoy exactly? hello! [ed - Eileen is bored] I mean, I enjoy the fact that my fares are a fraction of the full price, but what else is there to enjoy? Having to walk to the plane instead of using the jetway? Or sitting in cheap canteen-style plastic chairs instead of plush comfy ones? Maybe the lack of air-conditioning at the gates? I'm lost.
Ok, so your budget air ticket doesn't include food. Fair enough. Nor peanuts. I don't like them very much anyway. But apparently, just because you don't get airplane food, you can't eat any outside food either. If you do try, the stewardess will kindly inform you to put your food away, "for the comfort of other passengers." What comfort? Is it cause the aroma of my mushroom swiss double is too much for the other passengers to take and if I continue to eat I will incite a riot of hungry passengers?
Ok, I took out the more sensitive ones so it's still sorta-kinda funny. Enjoy.
Apparently, my blog serves as out-of-point entertainment for bored people. And unlike yours truly, there were bored people during the holidays who craved for something interesting to read. So, with the advent of a new semester, look forward to more pointless blogging and extremely random thoughts!