Well, this is bound to happen i guess :S ->
Monday, December 29, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Semen 'makes women happy'
Old news but what the hell, lol...
Wednesday, 26 June, 2002, 18:00 GMT 19:00 UK
Semen 'makes women happy'
The scientists said people should still practise safe sex
Women exposed to their partner's semen during sex may find themselves feeling happier than those who use a condom, say scientists.
Scientists in the US believe the mood-altering hormones in semen absorbed through the vagina help to boost women's mood.
Semen contains a range of hormones, including testosterone and oestrogen, both of which have been shown to improve mood.
We are not advocating that people abstain from using condoms
Gordon Gallup
However, they warned that their findings should not be used to encourage people to practise unsafe sex.
Gordon Gallup and colleagues at the State University of New York divided 293 female students into groups on the basis of how often their partners wore condoms.
Mood tests
They used standard psychological tests to assess how happy they were and their overall mood.
They found that women whose partners never used condoms were happiest. They were followed by women whose partners sometimes used condoms.
Women whose partners always used or usually used condoms were less happy.
The study, details of which are published in New Scientist magazine, also found that a lack of sexual intercourse made some women depressed.
Women whose partners never or sometimes used condoms became more depressed the longer they went without sex.
However, there was no similar pattern for those women whose partners usually or always used condoms.
The scientists also found that depression and suicide attempts were more common among those women whose partners used condoms regularly.
Further evidence
Mr Gallup told the magazine that an extended study on more than 700 women has backed up these findings.
He added that other factors such as how often the women had sex, the strength of their relationships, their personalities or the use of oral contraceptives did not affect the overall conclusions.
Mr Gallup said the findings may also apply to women who engage in unprotected oral sex and people who engage in anal sex. But he said further research was needed in these areas.
But Mr Gallup, whose study will be published in the journal Archives of Sexual Behaviour, urged couples to continue to practise safe sex.
"I want to make it clear that we are not advocating that people abstain from using condoms," he said.
"Clearly an unwanted pregnancy or a sexually transmitted disease would more than offset any advantageous psychological effects of semen."
source: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/2067223.stm
Wednesday, 26 June, 2002, 18:00 GMT 19:00 UK
Semen 'makes women happy'
The scientists said people should still practise safe sex
Women exposed to their partner's semen during sex may find themselves feeling happier than those who use a condom, say scientists.
Scientists in the US believe the mood-altering hormones in semen absorbed through the vagina help to boost women's mood.
Semen contains a range of hormones, including testosterone and oestrogen, both of which have been shown to improve mood.
We are not advocating that people abstain from using condoms
Gordon Gallup
However, they warned that their findings should not be used to encourage people to practise unsafe sex.
Gordon Gallup and colleagues at the State University of New York divided 293 female students into groups on the basis of how often their partners wore condoms.
Mood tests
They used standard psychological tests to assess how happy they were and their overall mood.
They found that women whose partners never used condoms were happiest. They were followed by women whose partners sometimes used condoms.
Women whose partners always used or usually used condoms were less happy.
The study, details of which are published in New Scientist magazine, also found that a lack of sexual intercourse made some women depressed.
Women whose partners never or sometimes used condoms became more depressed the longer they went without sex.
However, there was no similar pattern for those women whose partners usually or always used condoms.
The scientists also found that depression and suicide attempts were more common among those women whose partners used condoms regularly.
Further evidence
Mr Gallup told the magazine that an extended study on more than 700 women has backed up these findings.
He added that other factors such as how often the women had sex, the strength of their relationships, their personalities or the use of oral contraceptives did not affect the overall conclusions.
Mr Gallup said the findings may also apply to women who engage in unprotected oral sex and people who engage in anal sex. But he said further research was needed in these areas.
But Mr Gallup, whose study will be published in the journal Archives of Sexual Behaviour, urged couples to continue to practise safe sex.
"I want to make it clear that we are not advocating that people abstain from using condoms," he said.
"Clearly an unwanted pregnancy or a sexually transmitted disease would more than offset any advantageous psychological effects of semen."
source: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/2067223.stm
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Scent of a Woman
This is the Tango dance scene from the movie "Scent of a Woman". It's downright scandalous but it's also terrific!! So watch it->
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Man's £5 debt repaid 39 years on
Man's £5 debt repaid 39 years on
Mr Webb said he would give the £200 to charity
A Sheffield man who lent a penniless Australian tourist £5 to pay for a ferry trip in 1969 has been repaid his debt nearly 40 years later.
While Jim Webb was out, a card and £200 was hand delivered to his home by Gary Fenton, to repay the money he borrowed when they met in Ostend, Belgium.
A note inside read: "To Jim Webb, a good man. From Gary Fenton, a tardy payer of debts."
Mr Webb, 72, has appealed for Mr Fenton to get back in touch.
Mr Webb and a friend were travelling around Europe in April 1969 when they met the Australian traveller, then in his early 20s, at a ferry port in Ostend.
He said: "A young man came up to us and said he hadn't got enough money to get back to England and would we lend him £5 and he'd repay us as soon as he could afford it."
The three men travelled back to England and when they parted Mr Fenton took Mr Webb's address, but he never heard from him. In this day and age promises are made and promises are broken and you lose your faith in human nature
Jim Webb
Then on Sunday, he returned to his home in Bradway to find the surprise card.
Mr Webb said: "I was quite emotional when I read it. In this day and age promises are made and promises are broken and you lose your faith in human nature.
"This was a lovely gesture. Forty years is a long time - it must have been preying on his mind that he hadn't repaid his debt.
"He said he was giving me £200 as that was £5 for every year that had gone by."
Mr Webb said the card explained how Mr Fenton, who now lived in Sydney, had come across his address while looking through some old papers.
His note said he had decided to pay him a visit and repay his debt while on a trip to London.
Mr Webb, who is giving the £200 to charity, said: "He didn't leave an address or telephone number, just an email address which I have tried but so far I haven't heard back.
"I am very sorry I was not in on Sunday... he would have been very welcome here. Hopefully we will be able to make contact, it would be wonderful to meet up again."
source: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/south_yorkshire/7791427.stm
Mr Webb said he would give the £200 to charity
A Sheffield man who lent a penniless Australian tourist £5 to pay for a ferry trip in 1969 has been repaid his debt nearly 40 years later.
While Jim Webb was out, a card and £200 was hand delivered to his home by Gary Fenton, to repay the money he borrowed when they met in Ostend, Belgium.
A note inside read: "To Jim Webb, a good man. From Gary Fenton, a tardy payer of debts."
Mr Webb, 72, has appealed for Mr Fenton to get back in touch.
Mr Webb and a friend were travelling around Europe in April 1969 when they met the Australian traveller, then in his early 20s, at a ferry port in Ostend.
He said: "A young man came up to us and said he hadn't got enough money to get back to England and would we lend him £5 and he'd repay us as soon as he could afford it."
The three men travelled back to England and when they parted Mr Fenton took Mr Webb's address, but he never heard from him. In this day and age promises are made and promises are broken and you lose your faith in human nature
Jim Webb
Then on Sunday, he returned to his home in Bradway to find the surprise card.
Mr Webb said: "I was quite emotional when I read it. In this day and age promises are made and promises are broken and you lose your faith in human nature.
"This was a lovely gesture. Forty years is a long time - it must have been preying on his mind that he hadn't repaid his debt.
"He said he was giving me £200 as that was £5 for every year that had gone by."
Mr Webb said the card explained how Mr Fenton, who now lived in Sydney, had come across his address while looking through some old papers.
His note said he had decided to pay him a visit and repay his debt while on a trip to London.
Mr Webb, who is giving the £200 to charity, said: "He didn't leave an address or telephone number, just an email address which I have tried but so far I haven't heard back.
"I am very sorry I was not in on Sunday... he would have been very welcome here. Hopefully we will be able to make contact, it would be wonderful to meet up again."
source: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/south_yorkshire/7791427.stm
Monday, December 15, 2008
Time Travelling...lol
John Titor: a Time Traveller From The Year 2036?
For some worldly-wise Internet users, the story of John Titor is nothing new, although there are still numerous people who have yet to come across this online curiosity which is steadily gaining status as an urban legend. In the five years since his absence John Titor has spawned a book, a theatre performance and rumours of a movie, as well as plenty of webpages attempting to prove or disprove his claims to be a time-traveller visiting us from the near future.
Starting on 2 November, 2000 and continuing for a period of about five months, someone calling themselves Timetravel_0 began posting to a number of online time travel-related message boards claiming to be a time-traveller from the year 2036. The first websites Timetravel_0 posted to include the Art Bell site1 and the Time Travel Institute site. After a while Timetravel_0 changed his name to John Titor, although this apparently was not his real name.
Why Was He Here?
Titor said he had travelled back in time because he was a soldier from the year 2036 who was recruited to a government time travel project. He had initially been sent back to 1975 to retrieve an IBM 5100 portable computer which was needed to translate between some legacy IBM systems and UNIX. He claimed the IBM 5100 was able to do this due to certain in-built functions that were not documented when it was manufactured. When Titor left our timeline, some IBM engineers apparently came forward to verify his claims about the IBM 5100. After collecting the IBM 5100 Titor then travelled to the year 2000 because, he said, he wanted to visit his family and his younger self, and to see the effects of the Millennium Bug. There is a story that Titor sent faxes to the Art Bell site in 1998 saying the Millennium Bug would cause chaos, but when asked on the bulletin boards why this had not happened he said he had intervened to prevent it.
During his stay in 2000/2001 Titor made it clear his objective was not to convince anyone he was a genuine time-traveller, rather he was simply posting messages to gauge people's responses to meeting someone from their future. He was very willing to hold question and answer sessions as well as give information on his time machine, share his perspective on our present world, and to make a number of predictions about the future, including how our present society will end in 2015 in a brief but devastating global nuclear war. He also posted a number of pictures of his time machine and scans from a technical manual showing its schematics. Possibly one of the most notable (if poorer quality) pictures he posted showed the time machine warping the light from a laser pen due to its 'gravity displacement'. For these reasons, as well as any lack of gain or profit he could make from his assertions, some people have been willing to accept Titor as a genuine time-traveller.
On 24th March, 2001 Titor said he was going to return to his own time and, in spite of a number of obvious hoaxers, has not been heard of since. It is claimed there is a video showing Titor returning to his own time although it has not yet made its way onto the Internet.
Titor's time machine
Titor described his time machine as a 'C204 time distortion gravity displacement machine' built by General Electrics in 2034. It weighed approximately 500 pounds and was transported in a 1966 Chevrolet Corvette Convertible, which also acted as Titor's vessel as he travelled through time. The vehicle did not move through space but remained stationary with the engine switched off. Some time later the time machine was removed from the Corvette and placed in a 1987 four wheel drive truck and the Corvette was sold, which has led to speculation about where it may now be and who bought it.
According to Titor there were six main components to his time machine:
Two magnetic housing units for dual micro singularities
An electron injection manifold to alter mass and gravity micro singularities
A cooling and X-ray venting system
Gravity sensors, or a variable gravity lock (VGL)
Four main caesium clocks
Three main computer units
In his descriptions Titor explained that his time machine was a stationary mass, temporal displacement unit powered by 'two top-spin, dual positive singularities', producing a 'standard off-set Tipler sinusoid2'. Essentially, the time machine was based on two rotating micro singularities operating similarly to a single ring singularity spinning at high speed. The mass and gravitational pull of this micro singularity was manipulated by injecting electrons onto its surface, replicating the effects of a Kerr-Newman black hole, thus (it would seem) enabling time travel.
After Titor fed coordinates into his time machine there would be a 'ramp up' period while an audible alarm sounded as well as a flashing light, followed by a countdown. Titor would then feel the pull of up to 2Gs due to the gravity generated by the machine, and the vehicle would appear to speed up as light was bent around it. Except for supplies of compressed air, the only source of oxygen would be an air pocket trapped around the vehicle. Titor estimated the speed of travel at around ten years per hour, and the time machine's accuracy of travel at up to sixty years, although he said this was expected to be improved upon by researchers in his own time.
According to Titor the nature of time travel and what can be expected is explained through the Everett-Wheeler model of quantum physics, or as it is sometimes called, the Many Worlds Theory3, which Titor stated had been proved to be correct. Simplistically, this means that every event that can have more than one outcome will result in every possible outcome, and each possibility is the origin point of a new parallel universe, or world line. The relevance of this for time travel Titor explained, is that the traveller does not enter their own past because their presence would cause changes which in turn would create an ever-expanding set of world lines. Instead the time traveller enters a closely related world line where their presence would not cause this incalculable level of world lines.
Titor's predictions
Most of what Titor has said of events between 2000 and 2036 centre on a third World War followed by two decades of ongoing recuperation. According to Titor, the period of conflict begins at the time of the American Presidential elections of 2004/5 when the seeds for a second American civil war are germinated. The nature of the conflict is described as civil unrest brought on by intrusive police-state tactics, which leads to an increasing number of Waco or Ruby Ridge-type events, peaking at approximately one per week. Eventually urban and rural areas are openly pitched against each other. Titor claimed that at the age of thirteen he had joined a shotgun militia to fight on the side of the rural army. By 2008 it is popularly realised the pre-civil war conditions that existed within America are lost for good.
By 2015 the civil war is effectively ended when Russia begins a series of nuclear strikes on most major American cities therefore eliminating the federal government. Most major urban areas worldwide are also badly affected through a tit-for-tat series of nuclear strikes, with a death count of approximately three billion people. The areas worst affected are Europe, Africa and Australia.
By 2036 the world has changed considerably. America is now made up of five states with Nebraska as the capital and consists of decentralised, tightly-knit rural communities. There is a greater emphasis on religion, personal interaction (as opposed to mass media), as well as self-sufficiency with people expected to work for part of the day in the fields to produce food. Water is still contaminated with radioactivity and needs to be filtered. In spite of the war and the efforts to construct this new society from the remains of the old, technology does not seem to be too badly affected. Titor mentioned a system of rapid rail travel between cities, space travel, genetic engineering and of course time travel.
Besides the American civil conflict and a third World War Titor made a number of other significant predictions:
America will wage war on Iraq, claiming Iraq has nuclear weapons. Titor made this statement years before a war with Iraq was considered. He also claimed no weapons of mass destruction would be found.
War will erupt between Israel and its Arab neighbours, and weapons of mass destruction will be used.
Korea, Taiwan and Japan will be annexed by China as the West becomes unstable.
In the early 2000's CERN will lay the foundations for time travel. In the autumn of 2001 after Titor had left, CERN released a statement indicating the creation of mini black holes was possible.
Mad cow disease will be a health issue in America but it will be under-played.
Genetically modified food will be used to produce hybrid seeds that will have detrimental effects on the population's health.
Titor made a number of statements about constitutional and civil rights in America. He also said the American government will assume its citizens will prefer security over certain personal freedoms.
The future will judge the present harshly.
For some worldly-wise Internet users, the story of John Titor is nothing new, although there are still numerous people who have yet to come across this online curiosity which is steadily gaining status as an urban legend. In the five years since his absence John Titor has spawned a book, a theatre performance and rumours of a movie, as well as plenty of webpages attempting to prove or disprove his claims to be a time-traveller visiting us from the near future.
Starting on 2 November, 2000 and continuing for a period of about five months, someone calling themselves Timetravel_0 began posting to a number of online time travel-related message boards claiming to be a time-traveller from the year 2036. The first websites Timetravel_0 posted to include the Art Bell site1 and the Time Travel Institute site. After a while Timetravel_0 changed his name to John Titor, although this apparently was not his real name.
Why Was He Here?
Titor said he had travelled back in time because he was a soldier from the year 2036 who was recruited to a government time travel project. He had initially been sent back to 1975 to retrieve an IBM 5100 portable computer which was needed to translate between some legacy IBM systems and UNIX. He claimed the IBM 5100 was able to do this due to certain in-built functions that were not documented when it was manufactured. When Titor left our timeline, some IBM engineers apparently came forward to verify his claims about the IBM 5100. After collecting the IBM 5100 Titor then travelled to the year 2000 because, he said, he wanted to visit his family and his younger self, and to see the effects of the Millennium Bug. There is a story that Titor sent faxes to the Art Bell site in 1998 saying the Millennium Bug would cause chaos, but when asked on the bulletin boards why this had not happened he said he had intervened to prevent it.
During his stay in 2000/2001 Titor made it clear his objective was not to convince anyone he was a genuine time-traveller, rather he was simply posting messages to gauge people's responses to meeting someone from their future. He was very willing to hold question and answer sessions as well as give information on his time machine, share his perspective on our present world, and to make a number of predictions about the future, including how our present society will end in 2015 in a brief but devastating global nuclear war. He also posted a number of pictures of his time machine and scans from a technical manual showing its schematics. Possibly one of the most notable (if poorer quality) pictures he posted showed the time machine warping the light from a laser pen due to its 'gravity displacement'. For these reasons, as well as any lack of gain or profit he could make from his assertions, some people have been willing to accept Titor as a genuine time-traveller.
On 24th March, 2001 Titor said he was going to return to his own time and, in spite of a number of obvious hoaxers, has not been heard of since. It is claimed there is a video showing Titor returning to his own time although it has not yet made its way onto the Internet.
Titor's time machine
Titor described his time machine as a 'C204 time distortion gravity displacement machine' built by General Electrics in 2034. It weighed approximately 500 pounds and was transported in a 1966 Chevrolet Corvette Convertible, which also acted as Titor's vessel as he travelled through time. The vehicle did not move through space but remained stationary with the engine switched off. Some time later the time machine was removed from the Corvette and placed in a 1987 four wheel drive truck and the Corvette was sold, which has led to speculation about where it may now be and who bought it.
According to Titor there were six main components to his time machine:
Two magnetic housing units for dual micro singularities
An electron injection manifold to alter mass and gravity micro singularities
A cooling and X-ray venting system
Gravity sensors, or a variable gravity lock (VGL)
Four main caesium clocks
Three main computer units
In his descriptions Titor explained that his time machine was a stationary mass, temporal displacement unit powered by 'two top-spin, dual positive singularities', producing a 'standard off-set Tipler sinusoid2'. Essentially, the time machine was based on two rotating micro singularities operating similarly to a single ring singularity spinning at high speed. The mass and gravitational pull of this micro singularity was manipulated by injecting electrons onto its surface, replicating the effects of a Kerr-Newman black hole, thus (it would seem) enabling time travel.
After Titor fed coordinates into his time machine there would be a 'ramp up' period while an audible alarm sounded as well as a flashing light, followed by a countdown. Titor would then feel the pull of up to 2Gs due to the gravity generated by the machine, and the vehicle would appear to speed up as light was bent around it. Except for supplies of compressed air, the only source of oxygen would be an air pocket trapped around the vehicle. Titor estimated the speed of travel at around ten years per hour, and the time machine's accuracy of travel at up to sixty years, although he said this was expected to be improved upon by researchers in his own time.
According to Titor the nature of time travel and what can be expected is explained through the Everett-Wheeler model of quantum physics, or as it is sometimes called, the Many Worlds Theory3, which Titor stated had been proved to be correct. Simplistically, this means that every event that can have more than one outcome will result in every possible outcome, and each possibility is the origin point of a new parallel universe, or world line. The relevance of this for time travel Titor explained, is that the traveller does not enter their own past because their presence would cause changes which in turn would create an ever-expanding set of world lines. Instead the time traveller enters a closely related world line where their presence would not cause this incalculable level of world lines.
Titor's predictions
Most of what Titor has said of events between 2000 and 2036 centre on a third World War followed by two decades of ongoing recuperation. According to Titor, the period of conflict begins at the time of the American Presidential elections of 2004/5 when the seeds for a second American civil war are germinated. The nature of the conflict is described as civil unrest brought on by intrusive police-state tactics, which leads to an increasing number of Waco or Ruby Ridge-type events, peaking at approximately one per week. Eventually urban and rural areas are openly pitched against each other. Titor claimed that at the age of thirteen he had joined a shotgun militia to fight on the side of the rural army. By 2008 it is popularly realised the pre-civil war conditions that existed within America are lost for good.
By 2015 the civil war is effectively ended when Russia begins a series of nuclear strikes on most major American cities therefore eliminating the federal government. Most major urban areas worldwide are also badly affected through a tit-for-tat series of nuclear strikes, with a death count of approximately three billion people. The areas worst affected are Europe, Africa and Australia.
By 2036 the world has changed considerably. America is now made up of five states with Nebraska as the capital and consists of decentralised, tightly-knit rural communities. There is a greater emphasis on religion, personal interaction (as opposed to mass media), as well as self-sufficiency with people expected to work for part of the day in the fields to produce food. Water is still contaminated with radioactivity and needs to be filtered. In spite of the war and the efforts to construct this new society from the remains of the old, technology does not seem to be too badly affected. Titor mentioned a system of rapid rail travel between cities, space travel, genetic engineering and of course time travel.
Besides the American civil conflict and a third World War Titor made a number of other significant predictions:
America will wage war on Iraq, claiming Iraq has nuclear weapons. Titor made this statement years before a war with Iraq was considered. He also claimed no weapons of mass destruction would be found.
War will erupt between Israel and its Arab neighbours, and weapons of mass destruction will be used.
Korea, Taiwan and Japan will be annexed by China as the West becomes unstable.
In the early 2000's CERN will lay the foundations for time travel. In the autumn of 2001 after Titor had left, CERN released a statement indicating the creation of mini black holes was possible.
Mad cow disease will be a health issue in America but it will be under-played.
Genetically modified food will be used to produce hybrid seeds that will have detrimental effects on the population's health.
Titor made a number of statements about constitutional and civil rights in America. He also said the American government will assume its citizens will prefer security over certain personal freedoms.
The future will judge the present harshly.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Recession: When the money goes, so does the toxic wife
Recession: When the money goes, so does the toxic wife
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/f...oxic-wife.html
'You loser!" screamed Katie, aiming a vase at her husband. "You've destroyed my life,'' she continued, hurling it. "Just look at my hair, look at my nails! You loser, you jerk, you nobody."
Katie's husband, Jack, whose property portfolio disintegrated in the financial crash, had just told his wife that she would have to cut back on her thrice-weekly visits to Nicky Clarke, the nail salon in Harvey Nichols, and the oxygen facials, chemical peels and seaweed wraps at Space NK.
Not only that, but they no longer had the money to pay for an army of bullied Eastern Europeans to wait on her hand and foot.
Worse was to come – the brow-lift would have to be cancelled; her black Amex card would have to be snipped in half; and there was no way, he told her, that he could carry on spending £28,000 a year on Henry's school fees at Eton.
Chloe, too, would have to leave the marginally cheaper (only £25,000 pa) Wycombe Abbey immediately.
Such was the aggression and verbal and physical abuse that followed that Jack was left with cut lips and blood streaming from a broken nose.
Their eight-year-old child, not yet at boarding school, sat cowering in a corner and dialling 999. When they arrived, they had to restrain Katie forcibly from attacking her husband.
An extreme and isolated example of the global economic meltdown hitting the £1 million home? Sadly no. When the super-rich feel the pinch, inevitably, the Toxic Wife heads off.
The Toxic Wife, first identified in these pages almost two years ago, is a particular and terrifying species.
Not to be confused with the stay-at-home mother who selflessly devotes herself to the upbringing of her children, with all the housework and domestic chores that entails, the Toxic Wife is the woman who gives up work as soon as she marries, ostensibly to create a stable home environment for any offspring that might come along, but who then employs large numbers of staff to do all the domestic work she promised to undertake, leaving her with little to do all day except shop, lunch and luxuriate.
Having married her wealthy husband with his considerable salary uppermost in her mind, the Toxic Wife simply does not do "for richer, for poorer". Little Dorrit, she ain't.
Indeed, lawyers and financial advisers have reported a 50 per cent increase in the number of divorce inquiries since the financial markets collapsed in September.
A recent survey conducted by community website makefriendsonline revealed that a third of 10,000 respondents believe that financial hardship will cause a relationship to fail, while matrimonial law specialists Mishcon de Reya have reported up to 300 per cent more inquiries.
Numbers have risen significantly as couples seek to reach an agreement before the recession tightens its grip. But for the Toxic Wife, "agreement" is the last thing on her mind.
There are countless stories of them acting in the most bizarre and inhumane ways. For gold-diggers are materialistic to such an extent that they are emotionally detached from other people.
There's an inability to empathise with another human being. They certainly don't ''do'' conscience. Money, on the other hand, they both love and understand.
''I told my wife to stop this organic food malarkey,'' said Jeremy, a beleaguered hedge-fund manager, another man who fell for an extremely beautiful yet extravagant woman.
"She went ballistic. Organic Hass avocados cost £1.75 each and she wanted me to buy six of them! In the end, I just peeled off the labels that said they were certified organic and put them on ordinary avocados – she didn't notice the difference. I did the same with bananas…''
''So why did she walk out on you?'' I asked.
''She has a very high standard of living,'' he said. ''She's never taken the Tube or a bus; it's always taxis. And she likes to eat out a lot, at the best restaurants, and she likes to buy expensive gifts for people she wants to impress.
"As soon as the financial wobbles started, she must have joined some upmarket dating agency because somehow she's found another very rich man pretty damn fast.''
Another case is Sasha who, for the past few months, had been gloating about the £3.4 million chalet in Verbier her husband was about to exchange on, how she'd managed to hire a high-society interior decorator to do it up for a song (''more an anthem, actually", she'd giggled) and how much she was looking forward to a white, snowy Christmas there.
At the last minute, Husband pulled out of the deal. Never mind that he had lost his lucrative job in the City, she felt he had deliberately traumatised her and is suing him for divorce on the grounds of mental cruelty. '
'She's got the personality of an overindulged infant,'' he sighed, ''a spoilt brat who starts screaming the moment a toy is taken away.''
In the grown-up world that toy is money and what it can buy: status, power, glamour and arrogance. It also has a way of making these particular women precious. ''Because I'm worth it'' has become the catch-all legitimiser for any personal indulgence.
According to Susie Ambrose, a marital psychotherapist and CEO of Seventy-Thirty, an upmarket introduction company that takes its name from the work versus free time balance, there has been an unprecedented demand from married women recently.
''We are being targeted by women on the fence between leaving their husbands who are on the brink of losing their wealth, and wanting to meet someone extremely rich straight away,'' she says.
Like a frog, the Toxic Wife needs to hop safely on to another lily pad, and a rich one, before leaving her husband. She won't stand on her own two feet. And finding a job is quite beneath her.
Yet Susie Ambrose thinks such women ''are like businessmen – utterly ruthless". The rich man is the career path, the meal ticket, and it doesn't matter how fat, old, balding or unattractive he is – it's solely about money.
''These particular women know how to fake love,'' adds Ambrose. ''They're actually very good at it.''
She now has a waiting-list for her life-coaching sessions – a course costs between £10,000-£60,000 – on how to distinguish a gold-digger from a genuine woman.
Men, it seems, have got wise to the potential Toxic Wife and don't want to end up with someone who is going to bolt the moment they experience some financial bad luck.
For men, divorce is one of the most expensive trials in life – emotionally and financially. As the joke doing the rounds among City men goes: "This credit crunch is worse than a divorce. I've lost half my net worth and I still have a wife."
But this is no joke. I've seen at first hand how, as soon as money disappears, so does love.
Olivia and Richard had a set of beautiful and expensively conceived twins (we're talking around £30,000 worth of IVF treatments for the right gender – she joked how she would send them back if they were girls), a fabulous house, great holidays several times a year, two nannies and a lifestyle of which most of us lesser mortals could only fantasise.
How we laughed when Richard, with admiration in his voice, mentioned at a drinks party last year that he'd turned to his wife in the middle of the night and asked her if she'd still love him if he lost all his money.
''F--- no!'' had been her answer. Such a feisty, amusing (and obviously joky) response delighted him. But today he is scratching his head with abject dejection. She had meant it.
She left him the moment he lost his senior post at an investment bank and immediately hooked up with another rich man.
Worse, she took their boys with her and he rarely sees them because she has since moved to America to start afresh with her new, unsuspecting milch-cow.
As most of us are battening down the hatches and finding inventive ways to cope with the new austerity, some unfortunate men have not only lost their jobs, they are also having the scales ripped from their eyes.
The horrible truth has dawned: they married a woman who wanted them solely for their money.
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http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/f...oxic-wife.html
'You loser!" screamed Katie, aiming a vase at her husband. "You've destroyed my life,'' she continued, hurling it. "Just look at my hair, look at my nails! You loser, you jerk, you nobody."
Katie's husband, Jack, whose property portfolio disintegrated in the financial crash, had just told his wife that she would have to cut back on her thrice-weekly visits to Nicky Clarke, the nail salon in Harvey Nichols, and the oxygen facials, chemical peels and seaweed wraps at Space NK.
Not only that, but they no longer had the money to pay for an army of bullied Eastern Europeans to wait on her hand and foot.
Worse was to come – the brow-lift would have to be cancelled; her black Amex card would have to be snipped in half; and there was no way, he told her, that he could carry on spending £28,000 a year on Henry's school fees at Eton.
Chloe, too, would have to leave the marginally cheaper (only £25,000 pa) Wycombe Abbey immediately.
Such was the aggression and verbal and physical abuse that followed that Jack was left with cut lips and blood streaming from a broken nose.
Their eight-year-old child, not yet at boarding school, sat cowering in a corner and dialling 999. When they arrived, they had to restrain Katie forcibly from attacking her husband.
An extreme and isolated example of the global economic meltdown hitting the £1 million home? Sadly no. When the super-rich feel the pinch, inevitably, the Toxic Wife heads off.
The Toxic Wife, first identified in these pages almost two years ago, is a particular and terrifying species.
Not to be confused with the stay-at-home mother who selflessly devotes herself to the upbringing of her children, with all the housework and domestic chores that entails, the Toxic Wife is the woman who gives up work as soon as she marries, ostensibly to create a stable home environment for any offspring that might come along, but who then employs large numbers of staff to do all the domestic work she promised to undertake, leaving her with little to do all day except shop, lunch and luxuriate.
Having married her wealthy husband with his considerable salary uppermost in her mind, the Toxic Wife simply does not do "for richer, for poorer". Little Dorrit, she ain't.
Indeed, lawyers and financial advisers have reported a 50 per cent increase in the number of divorce inquiries since the financial markets collapsed in September.
A recent survey conducted by community website makefriendsonline revealed that a third of 10,000 respondents believe that financial hardship will cause a relationship to fail, while matrimonial law specialists Mishcon de Reya have reported up to 300 per cent more inquiries.
Numbers have risen significantly as couples seek to reach an agreement before the recession tightens its grip. But for the Toxic Wife, "agreement" is the last thing on her mind.
There are countless stories of them acting in the most bizarre and inhumane ways. For gold-diggers are materialistic to such an extent that they are emotionally detached from other people.
There's an inability to empathise with another human being. They certainly don't ''do'' conscience. Money, on the other hand, they both love and understand.
''I told my wife to stop this organic food malarkey,'' said Jeremy, a beleaguered hedge-fund manager, another man who fell for an extremely beautiful yet extravagant woman.
"She went ballistic. Organic Hass avocados cost £1.75 each and she wanted me to buy six of them! In the end, I just peeled off the labels that said they were certified organic and put them on ordinary avocados – she didn't notice the difference. I did the same with bananas…''
''So why did she walk out on you?'' I asked.
''She has a very high standard of living,'' he said. ''She's never taken the Tube or a bus; it's always taxis. And she likes to eat out a lot, at the best restaurants, and she likes to buy expensive gifts for people she wants to impress.
"As soon as the financial wobbles started, she must have joined some upmarket dating agency because somehow she's found another very rich man pretty damn fast.''
Another case is Sasha who, for the past few months, had been gloating about the £3.4 million chalet in Verbier her husband was about to exchange on, how she'd managed to hire a high-society interior decorator to do it up for a song (''more an anthem, actually", she'd giggled) and how much she was looking forward to a white, snowy Christmas there.
At the last minute, Husband pulled out of the deal. Never mind that he had lost his lucrative job in the City, she felt he had deliberately traumatised her and is suing him for divorce on the grounds of mental cruelty. '
'She's got the personality of an overindulged infant,'' he sighed, ''a spoilt brat who starts screaming the moment a toy is taken away.''
In the grown-up world that toy is money and what it can buy: status, power, glamour and arrogance. It also has a way of making these particular women precious. ''Because I'm worth it'' has become the catch-all legitimiser for any personal indulgence.
According to Susie Ambrose, a marital psychotherapist and CEO of Seventy-Thirty, an upmarket introduction company that takes its name from the work versus free time balance, there has been an unprecedented demand from married women recently.
''We are being targeted by women on the fence between leaving their husbands who are on the brink of losing their wealth, and wanting to meet someone extremely rich straight away,'' she says.
Like a frog, the Toxic Wife needs to hop safely on to another lily pad, and a rich one, before leaving her husband. She won't stand on her own two feet. And finding a job is quite beneath her.
Yet Susie Ambrose thinks such women ''are like businessmen – utterly ruthless". The rich man is the career path, the meal ticket, and it doesn't matter how fat, old, balding or unattractive he is – it's solely about money.
''These particular women know how to fake love,'' adds Ambrose. ''They're actually very good at it.''
She now has a waiting-list for her life-coaching sessions – a course costs between £10,000-£60,000 – on how to distinguish a gold-digger from a genuine woman.
Men, it seems, have got wise to the potential Toxic Wife and don't want to end up with someone who is going to bolt the moment they experience some financial bad luck.
For men, divorce is one of the most expensive trials in life – emotionally and financially. As the joke doing the rounds among City men goes: "This credit crunch is worse than a divorce. I've lost half my net worth and I still have a wife."
But this is no joke. I've seen at first hand how, as soon as money disappears, so does love.
Olivia and Richard had a set of beautiful and expensively conceived twins (we're talking around £30,000 worth of IVF treatments for the right gender – she joked how she would send them back if they were girls), a fabulous house, great holidays several times a year, two nannies and a lifestyle of which most of us lesser mortals could only fantasise.
How we laughed when Richard, with admiration in his voice, mentioned at a drinks party last year that he'd turned to his wife in the middle of the night and asked her if she'd still love him if he lost all his money.
''F--- no!'' had been her answer. Such a feisty, amusing (and obviously joky) response delighted him. But today he is scratching his head with abject dejection. She had meant it.
She left him the moment he lost his senior post at an investment bank and immediately hooked up with another rich man.
Worse, she took their boys with her and he rarely sees them because she has since moved to America to start afresh with her new, unsuspecting milch-cow.
As most of us are battening down the hatches and finding inventive ways to cope with the new austerity, some unfortunate men have not only lost their jobs, they are also having the scales ripped from their eyes.
The horrible truth has dawned: they married a woman who wanted them solely for their money.
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Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Random musings: The Story of Two Farmers
Saw this at SOFT, and i felt it was rather meaningful...so here it is:
Just some random thoughts I wrote on my Facebook, which i thought could be something that's good to ponder and debate on:
Two farmers were given a handful of seeds to plant and reap whatever profits that grew from it from. One has only the seeds and the forces of nature. The other is given an extra cup of water a day, and a fistful of fertilizer a month.
A week has gone by. The first farmer has yet to experience rain. The second is seeing his seeds starting to germinate.
By the first month, the second farmer has healthy plants that are bearing flowers and fruits, while the first farmer is barely scraping through the very few seeds that actually germinates.
By the second month, the second farmer is reaping benefits of his plantation, selling a few of his produce and keeping some seeds that grew from his crop to plant new crops. With the money he gets from his sale, he is able to get constant water supply and better fertilizers for his new crop.
The first farmer's plant has just started to reach maturity.
This cycle went on until the second farmer becomes one of the riches crop producers in the land. With the money he reaps from his profits, he is able to buy machinery, land, quality seeds and manpower, which gives him more riches.
The first farmer makes enough to give him back what he had first started with. Maybe more. Maybe less.
When you think about it, this scenario kinda applies to possibly alot of things in our lives. Even in the context of music. The those who can afford it have the resources to create opportunities for nurturing wealth, talent, exposure and more opportunities: buy new pedals, new guitar, take classes, buy recording equipments, upload on the net, travel and gig etc.
Those who don't have to settle with the basics just to survive.
I remember when I was young, I wanted to learn the violin or the piano. But classes were expensive. The instruments themselves were expensive. Still are. Not very affordable at the very least. So the opportunity for me to explore music is pretty limited. Even a simple guitar was beyond my reach till my adulthood.
Perhaps, you could say that there are instruments and that there ways to pursue music if that is really a passion. But tell that to a 9-10 year old boy in an era where personal computers, let alone the internet, is unheard of.
(Btw, I survived through poly life without a computer as well.)
We are living in an age where opportunities are abundant. But among the below average income families, who's parents are cleaners and house movers, where the kids are made to focus on education and basic survival needs, their resources are still limited compared to alot of others. Talent recognition is given to those who can afford to showcase something, with what they can afford to have.
Something as simple as guitar can take you places, but those who have the technology to create less flaws and more impression in their music has the advantage.
I really wonder... if given the right resources and a bit of motivation, how many undiscovered talents among the poor would we actually discover in our shores right now?
Just some random thoughts I wrote on my Facebook, which i thought could be something that's good to ponder and debate on:
Two farmers were given a handful of seeds to plant and reap whatever profits that grew from it from. One has only the seeds and the forces of nature. The other is given an extra cup of water a day, and a fistful of fertilizer a month.
A week has gone by. The first farmer has yet to experience rain. The second is seeing his seeds starting to germinate.
By the first month, the second farmer has healthy plants that are bearing flowers and fruits, while the first farmer is barely scraping through the very few seeds that actually germinates.
By the second month, the second farmer is reaping benefits of his plantation, selling a few of his produce and keeping some seeds that grew from his crop to plant new crops. With the money he gets from his sale, he is able to get constant water supply and better fertilizers for his new crop.
The first farmer's plant has just started to reach maturity.
This cycle went on until the second farmer becomes one of the riches crop producers in the land. With the money he reaps from his profits, he is able to buy machinery, land, quality seeds and manpower, which gives him more riches.
The first farmer makes enough to give him back what he had first started with. Maybe more. Maybe less.
When you think about it, this scenario kinda applies to possibly alot of things in our lives. Even in the context of music. The those who can afford it have the resources to create opportunities for nurturing wealth, talent, exposure and more opportunities: buy new pedals, new guitar, take classes, buy recording equipments, upload on the net, travel and gig etc.
Those who don't have to settle with the basics just to survive.
I remember when I was young, I wanted to learn the violin or the piano. But classes were expensive. The instruments themselves were expensive. Still are. Not very affordable at the very least. So the opportunity for me to explore music is pretty limited. Even a simple guitar was beyond my reach till my adulthood.
Perhaps, you could say that there are instruments and that there ways to pursue music if that is really a passion. But tell that to a 9-10 year old boy in an era where personal computers, let alone the internet, is unheard of.
(Btw, I survived through poly life without a computer as well.)
We are living in an age where opportunities are abundant. But among the below average income families, who's parents are cleaners and house movers, where the kids are made to focus on education and basic survival needs, their resources are still limited compared to alot of others. Talent recognition is given to those who can afford to showcase something, with what they can afford to have.
Something as simple as guitar can take you places, but those who have the technology to create less flaws and more impression in their music has the advantage.
I really wonder... if given the right resources and a bit of motivation, how many undiscovered talents among the poor would we actually discover in our shores right now?
Friday, November 21, 2008
Domino Day 2008
It's a world new record of 4,345,027 dominos! My personal favorite is the rocket :D. Enjoy!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Mariah Carey -Touch My Body with a korean twist
this is what i heard on the Chorus, and i think he meant to sing it that way...
Chorus:
" Touchi my boodie, poop me on the floor"
" Westso me alound, play woose sum moooo"
" Touchi my boodie, threw me on the bad, i jutsu want tu make yu fel like yu never de"
" Touchi my boobie, rape me in my thighs, allo on yu ways, jutsu leto tays"
" Touchi my boobie, know yu love my cock, cum on and gimme what i de deserts"
poop, thighs, rape, cock, cum and deserts... what a fucking hungry pervert
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
another classic piece :S
Vasectomy: $400. Speechless look on her face: priceless.
I'll try to sum up a funny story that happened a few years ago:
I got a vasectomy.
I met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company.
I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl.
We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her - as I was to find out - it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully.
Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant" talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket (me) to go along with her new 7lb annuity.
At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri.
So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely bat**** insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it.
Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically.
It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready.
I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared.
She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?"
Well, she goes bat**** insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda.
I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper.
I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately.
I tell her simply, "You're screwed".
Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared.
I continue. "I am sterile"
Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of ****. You're trapped and you know it."
I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine."
This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "Bull****, those are fakes."
I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine."
I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing.
I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing.
Epilogue -
I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women.
The Moral of the Story -
Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret.
Source : LUE.
I'll try to sum up a funny story that happened a few years ago:
I got a vasectomy.
I met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company.
I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl.
We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her - as I was to find out - it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully.
Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant" talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket (me) to go along with her new 7lb annuity.
At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri.
So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely bat**** insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it.
Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically.
It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready.
I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared.
She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?"
Well, she goes bat**** insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda.
I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper.
I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately.
I tell her simply, "You're screwed".
Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared.
I continue. "I am sterile"
Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of ****. You're trapped and you know it."
I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine."
This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "Bull****, those are fakes."
I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine."
I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing.
I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing.
Epilogue -
I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women.
The Moral of the Story -
Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret.
Source : LUE.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Handwriting analysis, RATHER accurate :D
Well, it's been a long time since I've updated... Recently, i chanced upon this website promoting their handwriting analysis, so here goes:
Welcome Lee Xuan Rui, here is your handwriting analysis.
Lee is moderately outgoing. His emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, he can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. He has the ability to put himself into the other person's shoes.
Lee will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes he will be happy, the next day he might be sad. He has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because he is in between. Psychology calls Lee an ambivert. He understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, he will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." He doesn't sway too far one way or the other.
When convincing him to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to him. He puts himself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet he will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Lee is an expressive person. He outwardly shows his emotions. He may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.
Lee is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. He weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when he finally has to. He basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.
People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Lee doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.
Lee will demand respect and will expect others to treat him with honor and dignity. Lee believes in his ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. He has a lot of pride.
Lee is not facing something going on in his life today. He is deceiving himself about it. Often, Lee's opinion of himself is different than those around him. This trait gives Lee the ability to deny anything that does not agree with his "truth." This trait is not always something negative. It is only a defense mechanism allowing Lee not to face some reality in his life at this time.
Lee has a desire for attention. People around Lee will notice this need. He may fulfill this need by a variety of ways depending on his own character.
In reference to Lee's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Lee slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project.
He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Lee can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Lee is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Lee basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.
Lee is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Lee has a tendency to put things off, Lee procrastinates. He sometimes pretends to be busy, so he will not have to do whatever he is putting off. He is often late to appointments or deadlines. This usually leads to a great amount of effort at the last minute to meet the deadline. Procrastination is an important factor as it relates to his output on the job or at school. Remember, Lee will put it off until later. Procrastination is easily overcome through a simple stroke adjustment in the handwriting.
Lee is very selective when choosing his inner circle of friends. He excludes all but a few from his fellowship. He limits his intimate friends to one or maybe two people. He tends not to trust the masses of people but chooses only a few to trust.
Lee is selective when picking friends. He does not trust everyone. He has a select group of people that are truly close to him, usually two or three. He is careful when choosing his inner circle of friends.
For interested parties, here's the link: http://www.handwritingwizard.com/analysis.php
Welcome Lee Xuan Rui, here is your handwriting analysis.
Lee is moderately outgoing. His emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, he can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. He has the ability to put himself into the other person's shoes.
Lee will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes he will be happy, the next day he might be sad. He has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because he is in between. Psychology calls Lee an ambivert. He understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, he will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." He doesn't sway too far one way or the other.
When convincing him to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to him. He puts himself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet he will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Lee is an expressive person. He outwardly shows his emotions. He may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.
Lee is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. He weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when he finally has to. He basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.
People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Lee doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.
Lee will demand respect and will expect others to treat him with honor and dignity. Lee believes in his ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. He has a lot of pride.
Lee is not facing something going on in his life today. He is deceiving himself about it. Often, Lee's opinion of himself is different than those around him. This trait gives Lee the ability to deny anything that does not agree with his "truth." This trait is not always something negative. It is only a defense mechanism allowing Lee not to face some reality in his life at this time.
Lee has a desire for attention. People around Lee will notice this need. He may fulfill this need by a variety of ways depending on his own character.
In reference to Lee's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Lee slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project.
He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Lee can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Lee is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Lee basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.
Lee is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Lee has a tendency to put things off, Lee procrastinates. He sometimes pretends to be busy, so he will not have to do whatever he is putting off. He is often late to appointments or deadlines. This usually leads to a great amount of effort at the last minute to meet the deadline. Procrastination is an important factor as it relates to his output on the job or at school. Remember, Lee will put it off until later. Procrastination is easily overcome through a simple stroke adjustment in the handwriting.
Lee is very selective when choosing his inner circle of friends. He excludes all but a few from his fellowship. He limits his intimate friends to one or maybe two people. He tends not to trust the masses of people but chooses only a few to trust.
Lee is selective when picking friends. He does not trust everyone. He has a select group of people that are truly close to him, usually two or three. He is careful when choosing his inner circle of friends.
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Monday, September 22, 2008
oldie but a goodie :D
HELL EXPLAINED BY CHEMISTRY STUDENT
The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term.
The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well:
Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?
Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.
One student, however, wrote the following:
First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.
Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.
This gives two possibilities:
1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell,then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a Divine Being, which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!"
THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN "A"
The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term.
The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well:
Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?
Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.
One student, however, wrote the following:
First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.
Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.
This gives two possibilities:
1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell,then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a Divine Being, which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!"
THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN "A"
Monday, September 15, 2008
a touching story
没有常在心的日子 第24日 晴
今天是这24天以来比较开心的一天，因为我收到消息，常在心终于找到工作，在尖沙咀一间律师行当法律书记。我想她一定很开心，一定会再展现笑靥。以前她常常在我的房间笑，无缘无故也可以笑一场，吃了粒好吃的巧克力也会笑的很大声。那时候我常常希望她安静，让我可以安心工作。但是现在听不到她的笑声，我反而很讨厌静的感觉。
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没有常在心的日子 第42日 晴
我今天在法院门口遇到大脚八，和常在心拍拖的时候，我记得有一次我们吵架了，我很无聊在想，如果上天让我打赢大脚八，但是就会失去常在心，我会怎么选。我当时竟然选了很久。但是如果现在让我选，我宁愿输一万次，也不愿意失去常在心。
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没有常在心的日子 第49日 阴天
我今天午饭时间又去了尖沙咀，又看见常在心在码头吃午餐。我看见她又瘦了，样子很失落。我知道她一定是为了我才会这样。我有时候真的很恨自己把她害成这样。我本来想走过去，但是后来没有。我怕她一看见我又哭，我不想再见到她流泪。
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没有常在心的日子 第152日 晴
得得的找我帮他舅舅打官司，他舅舅涉嫌冒充日本鲍鱼代理商进行诈骗，我帮他尽力争取，结果判了缓刑两年，得得的很开心，不断跟我握手感谢我，他说幸好有我，不然的话他舅舅就会坐牢。不知道为什么，我已经不再很得得的，还开始对这个人有点好感。
2005年1月28 日 晴
最近我的心情平静了很多，今天去阳台收衣服的时候，看见Alfred的车子停在下面，我已经没有以前那么伤心，反而想他也快点放下我们的事情，不要再让自己那么痛苦。alfred，你打赢了很多场官司，在法律界已经很有名气，明天那宗家天大厦失火案，对你来说很重要，你快回去杨足精神吧
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没有常在心的日子 第318日 雨
最近我常常都作同一个梦，我梦见常在心已经原谅了我，围绕在我身边笑。梦始终要醒的，程亮不要再傻了。失去常在心，日子还是要过的，专心工作吧。
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没有常在心的日子 第476日 晴
这期法律人周刊选我作为今年的律政界风云人物，全公司的人都替我高兴。但是不知道为什么，我的心情没想象中那么兴奋，我一个人去了大排档，叫了碗水蟹粥吃。不知道常在心听到了这个消息没有？她的心情会如何呢，会不会替我高兴呢？
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没有常在心的日子 第718日 晴
不知道为什么今天出门之后，不知不觉去了西环村，一个对我来说很熟悉但是又很陌生的地方，我停在那里，不知道自己在等什么。结果等到的是常在心和得得的。我以为我跟常在心分开了，他们两个很快就会在一起，原来不是。我一直都不相信有人可以无条件去爱护一个人，没有任何目的和私心，现在我相信了，得得的做的到，我也希望自己可以做的到。
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常在心：Alfred 其实我们只是普通朋友,你没必要为我做这么多的.
Alfred：放心吧,我明白的,我不会再让你流眼泪了,我这样帮你,其实是想履行对你的承诺.
常在心：什么承诺,
Alfred：你记不记得你和得得立过一张欠单?其实还有一张欠单,是丙方程亮跟甲方常在心立的,是我自己在心中立了.丙方程亮因为做出了一些伤害甲方的事,非常惭愧,如果将来甲方遇到什么困难,丙方务必尽力帮助,此承诺为一生一世,直到任何一方死亡为止.
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没有常在心的日子 第831天 晴
今天我搭的士离开法院的时候,我竟然在车上不断掉眼泪,以前我常常想,如果终有一天打赢大脚八,我一定会开心到掉眼泪.但是我很肯定,我这次的眼泪是为常在心开心而掉.今天我离开常在心的时候,我突然有一股冲动,很想回头跟她说一句,你可不可以原谅我?但我到底也没有这么做.
我这一次去纽约,会去一个月才回来,这个月我不会再看见常在心.算了,不要再跟她提起以前的事了,我不想她像之前那样,失控而泪流满面.我想常在心永远都笑,好像今天在法院走廊笑得那么开心.
原来这两年来,我打的日记加起来有十二万字.我想我这一生打的中文字,加起来也不够我这本日记那么多.希望有一日,常在心原谅我的时候,我们可以一起坐在沙发上,一边吃水蟹粥,一边看这本日记
常在我心 5月30日 晴
我今天第一次上庭,而且第一次打官司就打赢了大脚八,不知道为什么我的心情,竟然没想象中那么兴奋,当我看见Alfred离开的时候,我竟然觉得很空虚.我有股冲动想上前跟他说,我原谅你.但是我到底也没这么做
我真的不明白自己干吗那么执著,其实"我原谅你"这四个字很容易说,但是对我来说这四个字真的很沉重.人们说时间可以弥补伤痕,我希望有一天,我心中的伤痕终于可以痊愈.Alfred,到了美国不要再想呆了而闯红灯.你要好好照顾自己,我很挂念你.
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常在我心 6月8日 晴
Alfred 赶回美国,参加国际法律年会的闭幕礼,我不知道他演讲了没有呢?但是我每天早上经过报摊,都会买一份英文报纸,想看看有没有那个会议的消息,不过看了很多天也没有.今早路过报摊我跟自己说,今天买完,就别在买了,谁知道竟然让我看见alfred的照片.报纸说他的演讲很精彩,说完后全场起立鼓掌,掌声三分钟.其实以前在大学的时候,我已经觉得他很棒,将来一定会成功,今天他终于做到了
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没有常在心的日子 第843天 阴天
我今天一下飞机就会公司,duncan生病了,我代他见两个客人,这是一宗离婚案,是太太提出离婚,丈夫是个会计师,很斯文.这个丈夫情绪很激动,他在我办公室大声骂他老婆"有哪个男人不是外面一个家里一个,我现在知道回家你还想怎么样?-够了黎先生,你说够了吧"我也不知道自己当时为什么那么凶呵斥那个客人,我从来没试过在办公室发那么大的脾气,我看见那个女人不断掉眼泪,我也不知道怎么安慰她.吃饭的时候想起那个男人说的话,觉得这个人真的很可恶,其实自己不也跟他一样这么可恶.有时我会想,我虽然对不起常在心,但是我已经真心知道错了,我已经尽自己的能力去补偿.我真不明白,为什么常在心还这么倔强. 我逐渐清楚了,不明白的人是我,我不明白我对常在心的伤害有多深
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没有常在心的日子 第863 雨
糟了 已经是深夜三点了,还没有想到什么方法可以帮常在心打赢这场官司.我忽然想起那天,在撞车的那条马路上,常在心看着我的眼神.她还是爱我的.不如你鼓起勇气跟她说对不起,她会原谅你的.这样吧,交给天决定.如果明天还下雨的话,我就去跟她表白
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没有常在心的日子 第864天 阴天
今天整天都是阴天,一直都没有下雨,我心想算了,上天叫我不要说,谁直到突然间下雨,我开心的就像小孩子一样的笑,cindy她们谁也不知道我怎么回事.我马上打电话给常在新年约她出来.我告诉她,她那个官司我还没相出方法.但是她也没给我压力,她还叫我放松点慢慢想.她还给我讲了一些她上庭有趣的事,这傻 girl她说有一次当她讲结案陈词的时候,讲着讲着,突然发现自己的裙子没拉拉链,其实也不是真的那么好笑,但是她就笑的好像停不下来,全身都在抖
我终于没听上天的话向常在心表白希望她原谅我.因为我看见她笑得那么开心,我不想再提以前的往事.我怕她哭,我舍不得她哭
程亮,不要想这么多了,现在最重要的就是帮常在心想个办法
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没有常在心的日子 第871天 晴
今天我终于见识到常在德怎么无赖,没想到过了两年,他一点也没改变,可是我跟常在心就已经不同了,常在心比以前成熟了,坚强了.我们也不会像以前那样,为了他哥哥吵架.我开始明白常在心以前的感受,已经有个这么不争气的大哥,还要被男朋友骂,她当时的心情一定很难过.我真的很后悔自己当初为什么不多体谅她一些,不过现在后悔也已经太迟了.我们以前每次吵架,老实说,我真的觉得自己没错,我以为我做任何事都是为常在心好,我是关心她所以才骂她.但是我原来根本就不懂,怎样才是对一个人好.对不起啊常在心,当你真的很爱一个人,无论你已经为她付出了多少,你都会觉得不够,你会很想用一生所有的时间来对她好,不知道我还有没有这个机会呢?
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常在我心 7月15日
今天下班,我又走到西环码头,其实这两年都是这样,自从我和Alfred分开以后,我好像养成了这个习惯,每次经过这里,我都会停下来望着大海,想起那天,,,每次我看到海上有东西飘过,我都会想,会不会是那个刻着常在我心的贝壳漂回来了.我真的很傻,有些东西失去就无法再挽回的,就算真想挽回都已经太晚了,常在我心可能已经沉到海底,也可能已经漂去一个很远的地方
常在我心,你在哪里呢 还会想起我么 我还在不在你的心里啊
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今天是这24天以来比较开心的一天，因为我收到消息，常在心终于找到工作，在尖沙咀一间律师行当法律书记。我想她一定很开心，一定会再展现笑靥。以前她常常在我的房间笑，无缘无故也可以笑一场，吃了粒好吃的巧克力也会笑的很大声。那时候我常常希望她安静，让我可以安心工作。但是现在听不到她的笑声，我反而很讨厌静的感觉。
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没有常在心的日子 第42日 晴
我今天在法院门口遇到大脚八，和常在心拍拖的时候，我记得有一次我们吵架了，我很无聊在想，如果上天让我打赢大脚八，但是就会失去常在心，我会怎么选。我当时竟然选了很久。但是如果现在让我选，我宁愿输一万次，也不愿意失去常在心。
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没有常在心的日子 第49日 阴天
我今天午饭时间又去了尖沙咀，又看见常在心在码头吃午餐。我看见她又瘦了，样子很失落。我知道她一定是为了我才会这样。我有时候真的很恨自己把她害成这样。我本来想走过去，但是后来没有。我怕她一看见我又哭，我不想再见到她流泪。
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没有常在心的日子 第152日 晴
得得的找我帮他舅舅打官司，他舅舅涉嫌冒充日本鲍鱼代理商进行诈骗，我帮他尽力争取，结果判了缓刑两年，得得的很开心，不断跟我握手感谢我，他说幸好有我，不然的话他舅舅就会坐牢。不知道为什么，我已经不再很得得的，还开始对这个人有点好感。
2005年1月28 日 晴
最近我的心情平静了很多，今天去阳台收衣服的时候，看见Alfred的车子停在下面，我已经没有以前那么伤心，反而想他也快点放下我们的事情，不要再让自己那么痛苦。alfred，你打赢了很多场官司，在法律界已经很有名气，明天那宗家天大厦失火案，对你来说很重要，你快回去杨足精神吧
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没有常在心的日子 第318日 雨
最近我常常都作同一个梦，我梦见常在心已经原谅了我，围绕在我身边笑。梦始终要醒的，程亮不要再傻了。失去常在心，日子还是要过的，专心工作吧。
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没有常在心的日子 第476日 晴
这期法律人周刊选我作为今年的律政界风云人物，全公司的人都替我高兴。但是不知道为什么，我的心情没想象中那么兴奋，我一个人去了大排档，叫了碗水蟹粥吃。不知道常在心听到了这个消息没有？她的心情会如何呢，会不会替我高兴呢？
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没有常在心的日子 第718日 晴
不知道为什么今天出门之后，不知不觉去了西环村，一个对我来说很熟悉但是又很陌生的地方，我停在那里，不知道自己在等什么。结果等到的是常在心和得得的。我以为我跟常在心分开了，他们两个很快就会在一起，原来不是。我一直都不相信有人可以无条件去爱护一个人，没有任何目的和私心，现在我相信了，得得的做的到，我也希望自己可以做的到。
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常在心：Alfred 其实我们只是普通朋友,你没必要为我做这么多的.
Alfred：放心吧,我明白的,我不会再让你流眼泪了,我这样帮你,其实是想履行对你的承诺.
常在心：什么承诺,
Alfred：你记不记得你和得得立过一张欠单?其实还有一张欠单,是丙方程亮跟甲方常在心立的,是我自己在心中立了.丙方程亮因为做出了一些伤害甲方的事,非常惭愧,如果将来甲方遇到什么困难,丙方务必尽力帮助,此承诺为一生一世,直到任何一方死亡为止.
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没有常在心的日子 第831天 晴
今天我搭的士离开法院的时候,我竟然在车上不断掉眼泪,以前我常常想,如果终有一天打赢大脚八,我一定会开心到掉眼泪.但是我很肯定,我这次的眼泪是为常在心开心而掉.今天我离开常在心的时候,我突然有一股冲动,很想回头跟她说一句,你可不可以原谅我?但我到底也没有这么做.
我这一次去纽约,会去一个月才回来,这个月我不会再看见常在心.算了,不要再跟她提起以前的事了,我不想她像之前那样,失控而泪流满面.我想常在心永远都笑,好像今天在法院走廊笑得那么开心.
原来这两年来,我打的日记加起来有十二万字.我想我这一生打的中文字,加起来也不够我这本日记那么多.希望有一日,常在心原谅我的时候,我们可以一起坐在沙发上,一边吃水蟹粥,一边看这本日记
常在我心 5月30日 晴
我今天第一次上庭,而且第一次打官司就打赢了大脚八,不知道为什么我的心情,竟然没想象中那么兴奋,当我看见Alfred离开的时候,我竟然觉得很空虚.我有股冲动想上前跟他说,我原谅你.但是我到底也没这么做
我真的不明白自己干吗那么执著,其实"我原谅你"这四个字很容易说,但是对我来说这四个字真的很沉重.人们说时间可以弥补伤痕,我希望有一天,我心中的伤痕终于可以痊愈.Alfred,到了美国不要再想呆了而闯红灯.你要好好照顾自己,我很挂念你.
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常在我心 6月8日 晴
Alfred 赶回美国,参加国际法律年会的闭幕礼,我不知道他演讲了没有呢?但是我每天早上经过报摊,都会买一份英文报纸,想看看有没有那个会议的消息,不过看了很多天也没有.今早路过报摊我跟自己说,今天买完,就别在买了,谁知道竟然让我看见alfred的照片.报纸说他的演讲很精彩,说完后全场起立鼓掌,掌声三分钟.其实以前在大学的时候,我已经觉得他很棒,将来一定会成功,今天他终于做到了
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没有常在心的日子 第843天 阴天
我今天一下飞机就会公司,duncan生病了,我代他见两个客人,这是一宗离婚案,是太太提出离婚,丈夫是个会计师,很斯文.这个丈夫情绪很激动,他在我办公室大声骂他老婆"有哪个男人不是外面一个家里一个,我现在知道回家你还想怎么样?-够了黎先生,你说够了吧"我也不知道自己当时为什么那么凶呵斥那个客人,我从来没试过在办公室发那么大的脾气,我看见那个女人不断掉眼泪,我也不知道怎么安慰她.吃饭的时候想起那个男人说的话,觉得这个人真的很可恶,其实自己不也跟他一样这么可恶.有时我会想,我虽然对不起常在心,但是我已经真心知道错了,我已经尽自己的能力去补偿.我真不明白,为什么常在心还这么倔强. 我逐渐清楚了,不明白的人是我,我不明白我对常在心的伤害有多深
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没有常在心的日子 第863 雨
糟了 已经是深夜三点了,还没有想到什么方法可以帮常在心打赢这场官司.我忽然想起那天,在撞车的那条马路上,常在心看着我的眼神.她还是爱我的.不如你鼓起勇气跟她说对不起,她会原谅你的.这样吧,交给天决定.如果明天还下雨的话,我就去跟她表白
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没有常在心的日子 第864天 阴天
今天整天都是阴天,一直都没有下雨,我心想算了,上天叫我不要说,谁直到突然间下雨,我开心的就像小孩子一样的笑,cindy她们谁也不知道我怎么回事.我马上打电话给常在新年约她出来.我告诉她,她那个官司我还没相出方法.但是她也没给我压力,她还叫我放松点慢慢想.她还给我讲了一些她上庭有趣的事,这傻 girl她说有一次当她讲结案陈词的时候,讲着讲着,突然发现自己的裙子没拉拉链,其实也不是真的那么好笑,但是她就笑的好像停不下来,全身都在抖
我终于没听上天的话向常在心表白希望她原谅我.因为我看见她笑得那么开心,我不想再提以前的往事.我怕她哭,我舍不得她哭
程亮,不要想这么多了,现在最重要的就是帮常在心想个办法
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没有常在心的日子 第871天 晴
今天我终于见识到常在德怎么无赖,没想到过了两年,他一点也没改变,可是我跟常在心就已经不同了,常在心比以前成熟了,坚强了.我们也不会像以前那样,为了他哥哥吵架.我开始明白常在心以前的感受,已经有个这么不争气的大哥,还要被男朋友骂,她当时的心情一定很难过.我真的很后悔自己当初为什么不多体谅她一些,不过现在后悔也已经太迟了.我们以前每次吵架,老实说,我真的觉得自己没错,我以为我做任何事都是为常在心好,我是关心她所以才骂她.但是我原来根本就不懂,怎样才是对一个人好.对不起啊常在心,当你真的很爱一个人,无论你已经为她付出了多少,你都会觉得不够,你会很想用一生所有的时间来对她好,不知道我还有没有这个机会呢?
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常在我心 7月15日
今天下班,我又走到西环码头,其实这两年都是这样,自从我和Alfred分开以后,我好像养成了这个习惯,每次经过这里,我都会停下来望着大海,想起那天,,,每次我看到海上有东西飘过,我都会想,会不会是那个刻着常在我心的贝壳漂回来了.我真的很傻,有些东西失去就无法再挽回的,就算真想挽回都已经太晚了,常在我心可能已经沉到海底,也可能已经漂去一个很远的地方
常在我心,你在哪里呢 还会想起我么 我还在不在你的心里啊
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SIX major truths of life
1. You cannot touch all your teeth with your tongue.
2. All idiots, after reading the first truth, will try it.
3. And discover that The first truth is a lie.
4. You're smiling now because you're an idiot.
5. You soon will forward this to another idiot.
6. There's still a stupid smile on your face.
I apologize about this. I found out that I was an idiot and I needed company!
1. You cannot touch all your teeth with your tongue.
2. All idiots, after reading the first truth, will try it.
3. And discover that The first truth is a lie.
4. You're smiling now because you're an idiot.
5. You soon will forward this to another idiot.
6. There's still a stupid smile on your face.
I apologize about this. I found out that I was an idiot and I needed company!
Friday, September 12, 2008
the hedgehog's dilemma
long long ago there is this young hedgehog.
alone but not lonely
satisfied and happy
den it came across other hedgehog
they spend time together
play together
eat together
laugh together
have fun together
the distance between them got closer and closer
until one day,
the quills of another hedgehog accidently pierce this young hedgehog
this young hedgehog was hurt terribly
from den on,
it decided that it shall not let anyone close to itself again for fear of being pierced again
even though it is still with the other hedgehog
even though it is not alone
it always felt lonely
this is the hedgehog's dilemma
alone but not lonely
satisfied and happy
den it came across other hedgehog
they spend time together
play together
eat together
laugh together
have fun together
the distance between them got closer and closer
until one day,
the quills of another hedgehog accidently pierce this young hedgehog
this young hedgehog was hurt terribly
from den on,
it decided that it shall not let anyone close to itself again for fear of being pierced again
even though it is still with the other hedgehog
even though it is not alone
it always felt lonely
this is the hedgehog's dilemma
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Why the Govt. doesn't tax the rich so much
Our Tax System Explained: "Bar Stool Economics"
Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten
comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go
something like this:
The first four men (The poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.
So, that's what they decided to do.
The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the
arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. "Since you are all
such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily
beer by $20." Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.
The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the
first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free.
But what about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they
divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?' They
realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from
everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up
being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be
fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded
to work out the amounts each should pay.
And so:
The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).
Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to
drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare
their savings.
"I only got a dollar out of the $20,"declared the sixth man. He pointed to
the tenth man," but he got $10!" "Yeah, that's right," exclaimed the fifth
man. "I only saved a dollar, too It's unfair that he got ten times more than
I!" "That's true!!" shouted the seventh man. "Why should he get $10 back
when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!" "Wait a minute,"
yelled the first four men in unison. "We didn't get anything at all. The
system exploits the poor!"
The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.
The next night the tenth man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down
and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they
discovered something important. They didn't have enough money between all of
them for even half of the bill!
And that, ladies and gentlemen, journalists and college professors, is how
our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most
benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being
wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start
drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.
http://www.moneymind.sg/2008/07/bar-...s-and-tax.html
Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten
comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go
something like this:
The first four men (The poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.
So, that's what they decided to do.
The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the
arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. "Since you are all
such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily
beer by $20." Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.
The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the
first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free.
But what about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they
divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?' They
realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from
everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up
being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be
fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded
to work out the amounts each should pay.
And so:
The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).
Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to
drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare
their savings.
"I only got a dollar out of the $20,"declared the sixth man. He pointed to
the tenth man," but he got $10!" "Yeah, that's right," exclaimed the fifth
man. "I only saved a dollar, too It's unfair that he got ten times more than
I!" "That's true!!" shouted the seventh man. "Why should he get $10 back
when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!" "Wait a minute,"
yelled the first four men in unison. "We didn't get anything at all. The
system exploits the poor!"
The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.
The next night the tenth man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down
and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they
discovered something important. They didn't have enough money between all of
them for even half of the bill!
And that, ladies and gentlemen, journalists and college professors, is how
our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most
benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being
wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start
drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.
http://www.moneymind.sg/2008/07/bar-...s-and-tax.html
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Musical taste "defines personality"
LONDON (Reuters Life!) - Fans of classical music and jazz are creative, pop lovers are hardworking and, despite the stereotypes, heavy metal listeners are gentle, creative types who are at ease with themselves.
So says Professor Adrian North of Scotland's Heriot-Watt University who has been studying the links between people's personalities and their choice of music.
"People often define their sense of identity through their musical taste, wearing particular clothes, going to certain pubs, and using certain types of slang," North said.
"It's not surprising that personality should also be related to musical preference."
In what North said was the largest study ever conducted into individuals' musical preference and character, researchers asked 36,518 people from around the world to rate how much they liked 104 different musical styles before taking a personality test.
"Researchers have been showing for decades that fans of rock and rap are rebellious, and that fans of opera are wealthy and well-educated," North said.
"But this is the first time that research has shown that personality links to liking for a wide range of musical styles."
The study concluded that jazz and classical music fans are creative with good self-esteem, although the former are much more outgoing whereas the latter are shy.
Country and western fans were found to be hardworking and shy; rap fans are outgoing and indie lovers lack self-esteem and are not very gentle.
Those who like soul music can take heart as the research concluded they are creative, outgoing, gentle, at ease with themselves and have a high self-esteem.
And if you've ever wondered why people driving expensive sports cars often have music blaring from their vehicle, North could have an explanation.
Those who choose to listen to exciting, punchy music are more likely to be in a higher earning bracket, he says, while those who go for relaxing sounds tend to be lower down the pay scale.
North is still looking for volunteers to take part in the research. Details on http://www.peopleintomusic.com/
(Reporting by Michael Holden; Editing by Steve Addison)
So says Professor Adrian North of Scotland's Heriot-Watt University who has been studying the links between people's personalities and their choice of music.
"People often define their sense of identity through their musical taste, wearing particular clothes, going to certain pubs, and using certain types of slang," North said.
"It's not surprising that personality should also be related to musical preference."
In what North said was the largest study ever conducted into individuals' musical preference and character, researchers asked 36,518 people from around the world to rate how much they liked 104 different musical styles before taking a personality test.
"Researchers have been showing for decades that fans of rock and rap are rebellious, and that fans of opera are wealthy and well-educated," North said.
"But this is the first time that research has shown that personality links to liking for a wide range of musical styles."
The study concluded that jazz and classical music fans are creative with good self-esteem, although the former are much more outgoing whereas the latter are shy.
Country and western fans were found to be hardworking and shy; rap fans are outgoing and indie lovers lack self-esteem and are not very gentle.
Those who like soul music can take heart as the research concluded they are creative, outgoing, gentle, at ease with themselves and have a high self-esteem.
And if you've ever wondered why people driving expensive sports cars often have music blaring from their vehicle, North could have an explanation.
Those who choose to listen to exciting, punchy music are more likely to be in a higher earning bracket, he says, while those who go for relaxing sounds tend to be lower down the pay scale.
North is still looking for volunteers to take part in the research. Details on http://www.peopleintomusic.com/
(Reporting by Michael Holden; Editing by Steve Addison)
Thursday, August 28, 2008
smart move :D
I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ
so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars
thing. I Have never figured out why men think with their head and women with
their heart.
FOR EXAMPLE:
One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed.
Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, "I don't
feel like it, I just want you to hold me."
I said, "WHAT??!! What was that?!"
So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to
hear..."You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough
for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man."
She responded to my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me
for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?"
Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.
The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time
with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a
big,big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried
on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which
one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new
shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said, "Lets get a pair for each
outfit."
We went on to the jewelery department where she picked out a pair of
diamond earrings. Let me tell you... she was so excited. She must have
thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she
was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't
even know how to play tennis.
I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey." She
was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement.
Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, "I think this is
all dear, let's go to the cashier."
I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't
feel like it."
Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled,
"WHAT?" I then said, "Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a
while.
You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to
satisfy your shopping needs as a woman."
And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added,"Why
can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?"
Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that
bitch knows I'm smarter than her.
so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars
thing. I Have never figured out why men think with their head and women with
their heart.
FOR EXAMPLE:
One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed.
Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, "I don't
feel like it, I just want you to hold me."
I said, "WHAT??!! What was that?!"
So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to
hear..."You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough
for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man."
She responded to my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me
for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?"
Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.
The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time
with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a
big,big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried
on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which
one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new
shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said, "Lets get a pair for each
outfit."
We went on to the jewelery department where she picked out a pair of
diamond earrings. Let me tell you... she was so excited. She must have
thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she
was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't
even know how to play tennis.
I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey." She
was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement.
Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, "I think this is
all dear, let's go to the cashier."
I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't
feel like it."
Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled,
"WHAT?" I then said, "Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a
while.
You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to
satisfy your shopping needs as a woman."
And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added,"Why
can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?"
Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that
bitch knows I'm smarter than her.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
a very interesting paper
The Male Brain, Explained
By Laura Schaefer
Women have puzzled over it for years-why the heck do men do the things
they do? Why do they profess their love for you one minute, then ignore
you the next (say, when an Attila the Hun special turns up on TV)? Why
can they not remember our birthdays? Let science explain some of these
conundrums-and help you rev up your relationships!
Be patient with his memory
The hippocampus, where initial memories are formed, occupies a smaller
percent of the male brain than the female brain. If on your first date
he can't remember where you work, even though you told him all about it
when you met, just remember that size matters ... hippocampus size, that
is. Don't take it personally. (Oh, and don't be surprised when, months
down the line, he has no clue you've just changed your hair.)
Don't expect him to get hints
Have a crush on him? You may have to put it out there, because men
aren't as skilled at women at reading subtle emotional cues. As Dr.
Larry Cahill of the University of California at Irvine puts it, "We have
been assuming that the ways in which emotions are organized in the brain
are essentially similar in men and women," but they aren't. Parts of the
limbic cortex, which is involved in emotional responses, are smaller in
men than in women. Additionally, scientists at McMaster University have
found that guys have a smaller density of neurons in areas of the
temporal lobe that deal with language processing. That's why it's
probably a good idea to tell him straight-up how you're feeling ("I'm
kind of hurt that you forgot I hate sushi"). Expecting him to infer from
your hints could leave both of you scratching your heads.
Don't take conversation lulls personally
Fact is, guys in general just aren't as verbally adept as women are.
Large parts of the cortex - the brain's outer layer that does a big part
of recognizing and using subtle language cues - are thinner in men than
they are in women. A study led by Dr. Godfrey Pearlson of Johns Hopkins
University has shown that two areas in the frontal and temporal lobes
that play an important role in language processing are significantly
smaller in men. Using MRIs, the Johns Hopkins scientists measured gray
matter volumes in several brain regions in 17 females and 43 males.
Women had 23 percent more volume than men in the dorsolateral prefrontal
cortex and 13 percent more volume than men in the superior temporal
cortex. "Women," explains Dr. Cahill, "excel in being able to come up
with appropriate words, given cues." Men - not so much. Don't expect him
to chatter with you on dates with the skill of a girlfriend, and don't
assume he's not interested in you if he occasionally lets the
conversation lapse. Think of it this way: He's simply basking in moments
of quiet companionship.
Appreciate his naturally upbeat nature
Does he seem to be "up" most of the time? It's not your imagination:
Male brains produce 52 percent more serotonin (the chemical that
influences mood) than female brains, according to a study done at McGill
University. And studies show that fewer men than women suffer from
depression. Guys may also have an easier time rolling with life's big
stresses. If he tells you he recently lost his golden lab or suffered a
job loss and doesn't get all teary, it doesn't mean he's heartless;
rather, he has healthy stores of serotonin.
Don't expect his take on your relationship history to match yours
He may be incapable of seeing your shared past the way you do. Brain
images have started to show that men and women use their brains in
vastly different ways. For example, women use the left part of the
amygdala - the part of the brain that creates emotional reactions to
events - to put memories in order by emotional strength, meaning that
something emotionally important to them (like a great first date a
couple of months ago) will be ordered in front of what they ate for
breakfast yesterday. Men, however, use the right part of the amygdala to
put memories in order. Traditionally, the right hemisphere of the brain
is associated with the central action of an event, while the left
hemisphere is associated with finer details. Translation: You'll both
remember your first date, but he might not remember the color of your
sweater or the light rain that was falling that night. It doesn't mean
he was checked out; it just means he's a guy.
Remember his brain is his largest sex organ
In males of several species including humans, the preoptic area of the
hypothalamus is greater in volume, in cross-sectional area and in the
number of cells. In men, this area is more than two times larger than in
women, and it contains twice as many cells. And what, say you, does this
have to do with the horizontal mambo? Plenty. This area of the
hypothalamus is in charge of mating behavior.
This small structure connects to the pituitary gland, which releases sex
hormones. So if your bf wants to get intimate all the time and you feel
like Ms. Low Desire, remember: You're just experiencing normal,
brain-based differences.
Laura Schaefer is the author of Man with Farm Seeks Woman with Tractor:
The Best and Worst Personal Ads of All Time. For the other side of this
story, read The Female Brain, Explained.
Article courtesy of Happen magazine, www.happenmag.com.
http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationshi...p-documentid=8
By Laura Schaefer
Women have puzzled over it for years-why the heck do men do the things
they do? Why do they profess their love for you one minute, then ignore
you the next (say, when an Attila the Hun special turns up on TV)? Why
can they not remember our birthdays? Let science explain some of these
conundrums-and help you rev up your relationships!
Be patient with his memory
The hippocampus, where initial memories are formed, occupies a smaller
percent of the male brain than the female brain. If on your first date
he can't remember where you work, even though you told him all about it
when you met, just remember that size matters ... hippocampus size, that
is. Don't take it personally. (Oh, and don't be surprised when, months
down the line, he has no clue you've just changed your hair.)
Don't expect him to get hints
Have a crush on him? You may have to put it out there, because men
aren't as skilled at women at reading subtle emotional cues. As Dr.
Larry Cahill of the University of California at Irvine puts it, "We have
been assuming that the ways in which emotions are organized in the brain
are essentially similar in men and women," but they aren't. Parts of the
limbic cortex, which is involved in emotional responses, are smaller in
men than in women. Additionally, scientists at McMaster University have
found that guys have a smaller density of neurons in areas of the
temporal lobe that deal with language processing. That's why it's
probably a good idea to tell him straight-up how you're feeling ("I'm
kind of hurt that you forgot I hate sushi"). Expecting him to infer from
your hints could leave both of you scratching your heads.
Don't take conversation lulls personally
Fact is, guys in general just aren't as verbally adept as women are.
Large parts of the cortex - the brain's outer layer that does a big part
of recognizing and using subtle language cues - are thinner in men than
they are in women. A study led by Dr. Godfrey Pearlson of Johns Hopkins
University has shown that two areas in the frontal and temporal lobes
that play an important role in language processing are significantly
smaller in men. Using MRIs, the Johns Hopkins scientists measured gray
matter volumes in several brain regions in 17 females and 43 males.
Women had 23 percent more volume than men in the dorsolateral prefrontal
cortex and 13 percent more volume than men in the superior temporal
cortex. "Women," explains Dr. Cahill, "excel in being able to come up
with appropriate words, given cues." Men - not so much. Don't expect him
to chatter with you on dates with the skill of a girlfriend, and don't
assume he's not interested in you if he occasionally lets the
conversation lapse. Think of it this way: He's simply basking in moments
of quiet companionship.
Appreciate his naturally upbeat nature
Does he seem to be "up" most of the time? It's not your imagination:
Male brains produce 52 percent more serotonin (the chemical that
influences mood) than female brains, according to a study done at McGill
University. And studies show that fewer men than women suffer from
depression. Guys may also have an easier time rolling with life's big
stresses. If he tells you he recently lost his golden lab or suffered a
job loss and doesn't get all teary, it doesn't mean he's heartless;
rather, he has healthy stores of serotonin.
Don't expect his take on your relationship history to match yours
He may be incapable of seeing your shared past the way you do. Brain
images have started to show that men and women use their brains in
vastly different ways. For example, women use the left part of the
amygdala - the part of the brain that creates emotional reactions to
events - to put memories in order by emotional strength, meaning that
something emotionally important to them (like a great first date a
couple of months ago) will be ordered in front of what they ate for
breakfast yesterday. Men, however, use the right part of the amygdala to
put memories in order. Traditionally, the right hemisphere of the brain
is associated with the central action of an event, while the left
hemisphere is associated with finer details. Translation: You'll both
remember your first date, but he might not remember the color of your
sweater or the light rain that was falling that night. It doesn't mean
he was checked out; it just means he's a guy.
Remember his brain is his largest sex organ
In males of several species including humans, the preoptic area of the
hypothalamus is greater in volume, in cross-sectional area and in the
number of cells. In men, this area is more than two times larger than in
women, and it contains twice as many cells. And what, say you, does this
have to do with the horizontal mambo? Plenty. This area of the
hypothalamus is in charge of mating behavior.
This small structure connects to the pituitary gland, which releases sex
hormones. So if your bf wants to get intimate all the time and you feel
like Ms. Low Desire, remember: You're just experiencing normal,
brain-based differences.
Laura Schaefer is the author of Man with Farm Seeks Woman with Tractor:
The Best and Worst Personal Ads of All Time. For the other side of this
story, read The Female Brain, Explained.
Article courtesy of Happen magazine, www.happenmag.com.
http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationshi...p-documentid=8
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Guys dun get hints, no matter how direct. Gals please learn this & dun HINT! Say it directly!
The wife was very unhappy with her car and complained a lot to her husband:
Knowing her birthday was coming up shortly, she said to her husband...
'Buy me a surprise for my birthday!' she said.
'Something that accelerates from 0 to 100 in 4 seconds! And I would prefer a blue one!'
Happy and excited she was counting down the days to her birthday.
And on the day she finally she got the beautiful present her husband thoughtfully bought....
A blue coloured weighing machine...
The poor guy is dead today, and his wife's in jail for murder!
Knowing her birthday was coming up shortly, she said to her husband...
'Buy me a surprise for my birthday!' she said.
'Something that accelerates from 0 to 100 in 4 seconds! And I would prefer a blue one!'
Happy and excited she was counting down the days to her birthday.
And on the day she finally she got the beautiful present her husband thoughtfully bought....
A blue coloured weighing machine...
The poor guy is dead today, and his wife's in jail for murder!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
It's not my fault if i fail :(, lol
Alright, i saw this online and thought it would be rather cool to post this here so more peeps can see it:
It's not the fault of student if
he/she fails because the year ONLY
has 365 days...
typical academic year for a student:
1. Sundays - 52 Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest.
Days left 313.
2. Summer holidays - 50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study.
Days left 263.
3. 8 hours daily sleep - 130 days GONE.
Days left 141.
4. 1 hour for daily playing- (good for health) means 15 days.
Days left 126.
5. 2 hours daily for food & other delicacies (chewing properly & swallowing) - means 30 days.
Days left 96.
6. 1 hour for talking (man is a social animal) - means 15 days.
Days left 81.
7. Exam days - per year at least 35 days.
Days left 46.
8. Quarterly, half yearly and festival (holidays) - 40 days.
Days left 6.
9. For sickness - at least 3 days.
Days left 3.
10. Movies and functions- at least 2 days.
1 day left.
11. That 1 day is your birthday.
How can you study on that day ?!?!?!?!?!
Balance = 0
' How can a student pass ?????'
*Please pass this on and you will have good luck for your
examinations through out your life studying =)
It's not the fault of student if
he/she fails because the year ONLY
has 365 days...
typical academic year for a student:
1. Sundays - 52 Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest.
Days left 313.
2. Summer holidays - 50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study.
Days left 263.
3. 8 hours daily sleep - 130 days GONE.
Days left 141.
4. 1 hour for daily playing- (good for health) means 15 days.
Days left 126.
5. 2 hours daily for food & other delicacies (chewing properly & swallowing) - means 30 days.
Days left 96.
6. 1 hour for talking (man is a social animal) - means 15 days.
Days left 81.
7. Exam days - per year at least 35 days.
Days left 46.
8. Quarterly, half yearly and festival (holidays) - 40 days.
Days left 6.
9. For sickness - at least 3 days.
Days left 3.
10. Movies and functions- at least 2 days.
1 day left.
11. That 1 day is your birthday.
How can you study on that day ?!?!?!?!?!
Balance = 0
' How can a student pass ?????'
*Please pass this on and you will have good luck for your
examinations through out your life studying =)
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
the question that guys fear :D
"Honey, do you think I'm fat?"
The question that's indeed a boyfriend's/husband's worst nightmare and here's a few ways to deal with it..
1) its ok dear, i still love you as much as before, if not even more
2) its ok darling, i love you for who you are, inside and on bed, not size and weight
3) its ok sweetie, like they say, age is not a problem, height is not a distance and weight is not a burden
4) its ok my love, i will eat as much if not even more, to match you
5) its ok creamy bun, my love for you made me blind and oblivous to anything exterial
6) yes you are, please allow me to leave you for somebody else. My freedom, your concern
or if you're feeling cruel..
"babe , remember what i told you at mac's ... a minute on your lips forever on your hips"
:)
The question that's indeed a boyfriend's/husband's worst nightmare and here's a few ways to deal with it..
1) its ok dear, i still love you as much as before, if not even more
2) its ok darling, i love you for who you are, inside and on bed, not size and weight
3) its ok sweetie, like they say, age is not a problem, height is not a distance and weight is not a burden
4) its ok my love, i will eat as much if not even more, to match you
5) its ok creamy bun, my love for you made me blind and oblivous to anything exterial
6) yes you are, please allow me to leave you for somebody else. My freedom, your concern
or if you're feeling cruel..
"babe , remember what i told you at mac's ... a minute on your lips forever on your hips"
:)
Sunday, August 10, 2008
10 reasons why women reject guys :D
You're the man -- you've finally worked up the nerve to ask out your potential Miss Right.
And there she is, right over there. It's now or never.
You take a step in her direction...
...and suddenly your pits are dripping like springtime in a rain forest, your heart is flip-flopping like a dying fish and your stomach is churning out enough acid to melt steel.
Chill, dude. You know you can't back down now.
You drag your feet to her side. From somewhere, you hear yourself asking those fateful words: "Would you like to go out sometime?"
"No."
What?
She said, "No."
You trudge away, eyes on the floor, praying that no one has witnessed your public humiliation.
Rejection sucks.
Unfortunately, despite all the shrill female demands in our society for "equal rights," the burden of asking for the date still sits squarely on the shoulders of the male. It still remains the guy's responsibility to risk getting his ego smashed if he wants to interact with the opposite sex.
And sexual rejection by a woman hurts -- it's almost impossible not to feel like a failure as a man when a woman turns you down for a date.
There can be a myriad of reasons, and not all of them have to be your fault (although some guys do tend to screw up in this department). Let's take a look at a few of them.
1- She's a bitch
Contemporary society is awash in rude, self-centered, man-hating Sex and the City clones who care only about themselves and have absolutely no conscience about men's feelings (or the feelings of other women, for that matter). Their attitude is: I have a million-dollar sexual price tag and any man is going to have to bow and scrape and pay dearly to gain access to it. These are the women who will try to emasculate you when you ask them out (if you don't have something they can sex-ploit), who get off on making men squirm, and who flagrantly abuse their sexual power.
2- You don't have the goods
Since money is the No. 1 consideration a woman weighs when choosing which men to date, if you don't have it or don't look like you have it, then you're just not going to be on the top of her list. Until we refuse to pay for female attention, women are going to keep getting away with this kind of sex-tortion.
3- She's taken
Since it's so easy for a woman to get sex (all she has to do is ask), she may simply be out of the market. She may have a lover, a steady boyfriend, or be married. If these women are nice, they'll be upfront about their situation; if they're professional ball-busters, they'll manipulate you without mercy. So it's always best to do your homework before laying your ego on the line -- this way you can save yourself a lot of humiliation and embarrassment.
4- She's a player
In other words, she's a serial flirter. A lot of married women or women with low self-esteem fall into this category -- they constantly need to be assured that they're still attractive to men, and so will ooze up to any guy who comes close just to get his reaction. They have no interest in dating you -- just in getting you turned on and then walking away. This is another flagrant abuse of female sexual power over men.
5- She's a psycho
A lot of women out there have chosen "bad boys" or have, for psychological reasons, been involved in disastrous relationships and now blame men for all the problems of their own making. Some of them have dropped out of the dating pool altogether or have been repeatedly abandoned by men because of their chaotic behavior. They will reject you just because you're one of "them".
6- You've got the wrong moves
If you "Hey, baby" her while snaking an unctuous arm around her shoulders, leer at her or keep calling her when she's clearly not interested, then you're just a creepy pest, and you'll have about as much chance of sleeping with her as a eunuch does.
7- Bad timing
If a woman turns you down, you may have run head-on into some bizarre phase of her monthly cycle in which all men are bad, or she's feeling unattractive, or any of a thousand other hormone-based reactions to the dating world. You could run into her a couple of days from now and get a complete green light.
8- She's been hurt
Any time you hear, "I'm taking a break from dating," or, "I need some time to get my life together," when you ask a woman out, it usually means that she's just come out of a bad relationship and is not yet interested in jumping into a new one. With this sort of damaged woman, it's best to aim for friendship or wait a while for her to straighten herself out before trying again.
9- You're a geek
In other words, you have no sexual confidence whatsoever and you melt like ice cream in July whenever she gets within 10 feet of you. You don't have to be James Bond, but if you can't even get a sentence out around her without stammering, then there's no way she's going to accept a date with you. You will be instantly relegated to "friend" status, if that.
10- She's just not attracted to you
Simple as that. It happens and there's nothing you can do about it. It's best to just pick up the pieces and move on.
So there you are -- a sampling of reasons why a woman will reject you. Some things you can change (your own behavior) and some you can't (hers). Even though it's very hard not to take it personally, the best advice is just to chalk it up to experience, learn from it and keep swinging for the fences.
__________________
And there she is, right over there. It's now or never.
You take a step in her direction...
...and suddenly your pits are dripping like springtime in a rain forest, your heart is flip-flopping like a dying fish and your stomach is churning out enough acid to melt steel.
Chill, dude. You know you can't back down now.
You drag your feet to her side. From somewhere, you hear yourself asking those fateful words: "Would you like to go out sometime?"
"No."
What?
She said, "No."
You trudge away, eyes on the floor, praying that no one has witnessed your public humiliation.
Rejection sucks.
Unfortunately, despite all the shrill female demands in our society for "equal rights," the burden of asking for the date still sits squarely on the shoulders of the male. It still remains the guy's responsibility to risk getting his ego smashed if he wants to interact with the opposite sex.
And sexual rejection by a woman hurts -- it's almost impossible not to feel like a failure as a man when a woman turns you down for a date.
There can be a myriad of reasons, and not all of them have to be your fault (although some guys do tend to screw up in this department). Let's take a look at a few of them.
1- She's a bitch
Contemporary society is awash in rude, self-centered, man-hating Sex and the City clones who care only about themselves and have absolutely no conscience about men's feelings (or the feelings of other women, for that matter). Their attitude is: I have a million-dollar sexual price tag and any man is going to have to bow and scrape and pay dearly to gain access to it. These are the women who will try to emasculate you when you ask them out (if you don't have something they can sex-ploit), who get off on making men squirm, and who flagrantly abuse their sexual power.
2- You don't have the goods
Since money is the No. 1 consideration a woman weighs when choosing which men to date, if you don't have it or don't look like you have it, then you're just not going to be on the top of her list. Until we refuse to pay for female attention, women are going to keep getting away with this kind of sex-tortion.
3- She's taken
Since it's so easy for a woman to get sex (all she has to do is ask), she may simply be out of the market. She may have a lover, a steady boyfriend, or be married. If these women are nice, they'll be upfront about their situation; if they're professional ball-busters, they'll manipulate you without mercy. So it's always best to do your homework before laying your ego on the line -- this way you can save yourself a lot of humiliation and embarrassment.
4- She's a player
In other words, she's a serial flirter. A lot of married women or women with low self-esteem fall into this category -- they constantly need to be assured that they're still attractive to men, and so will ooze up to any guy who comes close just to get his reaction. They have no interest in dating you -- just in getting you turned on and then walking away. This is another flagrant abuse of female sexual power over men.
5- She's a psycho
A lot of women out there have chosen "bad boys" or have, for psychological reasons, been involved in disastrous relationships and now blame men for all the problems of their own making. Some of them have dropped out of the dating pool altogether or have been repeatedly abandoned by men because of their chaotic behavior. They will reject you just because you're one of "them".
6- You've got the wrong moves
If you "Hey, baby" her while snaking an unctuous arm around her shoulders, leer at her or keep calling her when she's clearly not interested, then you're just a creepy pest, and you'll have about as much chance of sleeping with her as a eunuch does.
7- Bad timing
If a woman turns you down, you may have run head-on into some bizarre phase of her monthly cycle in which all men are bad, or she's feeling unattractive, or any of a thousand other hormone-based reactions to the dating world. You could run into her a couple of days from now and get a complete green light.
8- She's been hurt
Any time you hear, "I'm taking a break from dating," or, "I need some time to get my life together," when you ask a woman out, it usually means that she's just come out of a bad relationship and is not yet interested in jumping into a new one. With this sort of damaged woman, it's best to aim for friendship or wait a while for her to straighten herself out before trying again.
9- You're a geek
In other words, you have no sexual confidence whatsoever and you melt like ice cream in July whenever she gets within 10 feet of you. You don't have to be James Bond, but if you can't even get a sentence out around her without stammering, then there's no way she's going to accept a date with you. You will be instantly relegated to "friend" status, if that.
10- She's just not attracted to you
Simple as that. It happens and there's nothing you can do about it. It's best to just pick up the pieces and move on.
So there you are -- a sampling of reasons why a woman will reject you. Some things you can change (your own behavior) and some you can't (hers). Even though it's very hard not to take it personally, the best advice is just to chalk it up to experience, learn from it and keep swinging for the fences.
__________________
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
What Is A Selfish Lover?
*Warning: This post is raunchy by nature but does not contain obscenities and is by no means meant to be an absolute truth for everyone. All examples have been intentionally exaggerated but do contain within them themes of striving for sexual equality. Read at your own discretion. Do not read if the word 'sex' is seen as a bad word to you.
This is for the women.
LOVE THYSELF
WORDS BY LEVAN WEE
Selfish lovers are the worst kind of lovers. How many times have you slept with a man who only thinks about his own instant gratification? Here are ten telltale signs that your mate is nothing but dead weight in your bed.
1. THE ONLY THING THAT STARTS WITH O IS ‘OH, THAT’S ALL?’
Ladies, if you don’t know what The Big O is then chances are you’ve never experienced one at the hands of a man. Orgasms are the almighty climax to your sexual indulgences and any man who has never given you one should immediately be kicked out the house with his tail between his legs. If he’s more concerned with his own orgasm rather than spending time feeding your lovely beaver with the tender loving care it deserves, never ever sleep with him again.
2. IT AIN’T ABOUT THE SIZE, IT’S ABOUT THE MOTION IN THE OCEAN
Men like to boast about the size of their members as often as they like to lie and exaggerate. Truth be told, if he says he’s measures in at a gigantic nine inches, he’s slapping on an imaginary five just to impress you. But size is only relative to how well a man knows his in and outs and a lover who sucks at his thrust isn’t worth the lust.
3. CLEANLINESS IS GODLINESSS
If you’ve had the misfortune of sharing a bed with a man who doesn’t like taking a shower, you’re not just bedding him, you’re sleeping with ten million germs as well. Only a selfish man would expect his woman to contend with the stench of a long day’s work or worse, fishy smelling genitals (eew!) He’s only a sex god if he has good hygiene so ladies, please make sure your man cleans himself before you get dirty with him.
4. LUST THAT LASTS
You can fry an egg or take a dump in three minutes but you should never, ever make love for that short a time. If for some unfortunate reason your man can’t seem to keep his little soldiers from firing too early, get him to wear fifteen condoms or flick his happy puppy with your pinkie to calm him down before restarting his engines.
5. R-E-S-P-E-C-T, FIND OUT WHAT IT MEANS TO YOU
Is your man always insistent on doing naughty things you just don’t find kinky yet refuses to return the favour? What the hell is so fun about candle wax and whip cream anyway? You’re a woman, not a birthday cake! Demand respect for yourself by levelling the playing field. Good sex is all about giving and receiving and if he isn’t up to giving your exploration of kinkiness an equal try, tell him to ask his mother to suck his toes instead.
6. TEACHING AN OLD DOG NEW TRICKS
The Kama Sutra is the best book ever written so ‘strongly encourage’ (i.e. force) your full-of-himself lover to read it if he thinks that sticking to the same old moves will get him places. Sex is like playing chess – repeat yourself too often and the game gets old and predictable. Mix things up a bit and always keep the sex sizzling with an adventurous variety of positions.
7. CHITTER-CHATTER AFTER THE SPLATTER
Sometimes girls just want to have fun and a good one-night-stand lover knows well enough to pack up and leave after the sex is done. A selfish lover, also known in this case as a man who can’t shut up, will start talking about his job, his life and other things you don’t give a damn about. When this happens, politely tell him that the only gap that should be opened is the one between your legs.
8. THE NOTION OF EMOTION
If you’re not one to freely jiggle your bits for any Tom, Harry and especially for Dick, then a secure and emotionally tight relationship is the best route for you. In relationships like these, a selfish lover would be one who basically doesn’t give a hoot who you are, how you’re feeling and what you’re thinking. He’s a bloke who wants to bang all day long and talk about nothing else but how awesome the sex was – which it really wasn’t. Avoid these unfeeling lovers at all costs!
9. VANITY FAIRNESS
Has your lover packed on the pounds simply because you “accept him for who he is, not how he looks”? He won’t shave that stupid moustache you hate because he thinks it makes him look manlier? Pfft, sorry but since when was unconditional love an excuse to become a self-absorbed moron? You aren’t being shallow in demanding that your lover tries his best to appeal to your physical tastes. If he doesn’t get the point, leave your leg hair unshaved and see how much he digs it.
10. TIME FOR A NICK
So you’re itching for some loving but your man’s always too preoccupied with doing his own things like surfing porn on the Internet (he says he’s doing research)? Relationships are made up of three equal portions; him-time, me-time and we-time. Unless he enjoys spending time with Hands Solo, he’d better start giving you some before you become a nun.
This is for the women.
LOVE THYSELF
WORDS BY LEVAN WEE
Selfish lovers are the worst kind of lovers. How many times have you slept with a man who only thinks about his own instant gratification? Here are ten telltale signs that your mate is nothing but dead weight in your bed.
1. THE ONLY THING THAT STARTS WITH O IS ‘OH, THAT’S ALL?’
Ladies, if you don’t know what The Big O is then chances are you’ve never experienced one at the hands of a man. Orgasms are the almighty climax to your sexual indulgences and any man who has never given you one should immediately be kicked out the house with his tail between his legs. If he’s more concerned with his own orgasm rather than spending time feeding your lovely beaver with the tender loving care it deserves, never ever sleep with him again.
2. IT AIN’T ABOUT THE SIZE, IT’S ABOUT THE MOTION IN THE OCEAN
Men like to boast about the size of their members as often as they like to lie and exaggerate. Truth be told, if he says he’s measures in at a gigantic nine inches, he’s slapping on an imaginary five just to impress you. But size is only relative to how well a man knows his in and outs and a lover who sucks at his thrust isn’t worth the lust.
3. CLEANLINESS IS GODLINESSS
If you’ve had the misfortune of sharing a bed with a man who doesn’t like taking a shower, you’re not just bedding him, you’re sleeping with ten million germs as well. Only a selfish man would expect his woman to contend with the stench of a long day’s work or worse, fishy smelling genitals (eew!) He’s only a sex god if he has good hygiene so ladies, please make sure your man cleans himself before you get dirty with him.
4. LUST THAT LASTS
You can fry an egg or take a dump in three minutes but you should never, ever make love for that short a time. If for some unfortunate reason your man can’t seem to keep his little soldiers from firing too early, get him to wear fifteen condoms or flick his happy puppy with your pinkie to calm him down before restarting his engines.
5. R-E-S-P-E-C-T, FIND OUT WHAT IT MEANS TO YOU
Is your man always insistent on doing naughty things you just don’t find kinky yet refuses to return the favour? What the hell is so fun about candle wax and whip cream anyway? You’re a woman, not a birthday cake! Demand respect for yourself by levelling the playing field. Good sex is all about giving and receiving and if he isn’t up to giving your exploration of kinkiness an equal try, tell him to ask his mother to suck his toes instead.
6. TEACHING AN OLD DOG NEW TRICKS
The Kama Sutra is the best book ever written so ‘strongly encourage’ (i.e. force) your full-of-himself lover to read it if he thinks that sticking to the same old moves will get him places. Sex is like playing chess – repeat yourself too often and the game gets old and predictable. Mix things up a bit and always keep the sex sizzling with an adventurous variety of positions.
7. CHITTER-CHATTER AFTER THE SPLATTER
Sometimes girls just want to have fun and a good one-night-stand lover knows well enough to pack up and leave after the sex is done. A selfish lover, also known in this case as a man who can’t shut up, will start talking about his job, his life and other things you don’t give a damn about. When this happens, politely tell him that the only gap that should be opened is the one between your legs.
8. THE NOTION OF EMOTION
If you’re not one to freely jiggle your bits for any Tom, Harry and especially for Dick, then a secure and emotionally tight relationship is the best route for you. In relationships like these, a selfish lover would be one who basically doesn’t give a hoot who you are, how you’re feeling and what you’re thinking. He’s a bloke who wants to bang all day long and talk about nothing else but how awesome the sex was – which it really wasn’t. Avoid these unfeeling lovers at all costs!
9. VANITY FAIRNESS
Has your lover packed on the pounds simply because you “accept him for who he is, not how he looks”? He won’t shave that stupid moustache you hate because he thinks it makes him look manlier? Pfft, sorry but since when was unconditional love an excuse to become a self-absorbed moron? You aren’t being shallow in demanding that your lover tries his best to appeal to your physical tastes. If he doesn’t get the point, leave your leg hair unshaved and see how much he digs it.
10. TIME FOR A NICK
So you’re itching for some loving but your man’s always too preoccupied with doing his own things like surfing porn on the Internet (he says he’s doing research)? Relationships are made up of three equal portions; him-time, me-time and we-time. Unless he enjoys spending time with Hands Solo, he’d better start giving you some before you become a nun.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Life and How to Survive It
Life and How to Survive It
I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.
My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.
On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.
Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.
And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.
Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.
The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.
You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.
The good news is that they’re wrong.
The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.
I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.
You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.
Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.
So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.
Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.
I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.
After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.
Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.
That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.
If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.
What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.
Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.
What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.
Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.
The most important is this: do not work.
Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.
Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.
There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.
People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.
Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.
Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.
I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.
So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.
Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.
Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.
In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.
I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.
One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.
The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.
I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.
Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.
Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.
You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.
Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.
Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.
http://mrwangsaysso.blogspot.com/
I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.
My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.
On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.
Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.
And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.
Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.
The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.
You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.
The good news is that they’re wrong.
The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.
I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.
You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.
Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.
So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.
Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.
I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.
After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.
Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.
That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.
If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.
What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.
Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.
What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.
Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.
The most important is this: do not work.
Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.
Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.
There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.
People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.
Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.
Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.
I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.
So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.
Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.
Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.
In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.
I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.
One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.
The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.
I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.
Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.
Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.
You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.
Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.
Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.
http://mrwangsaysso.blogspot.com/
Thursday, July 31, 2008
this be madness! :S
Sad end for bear with jar on head
 The jar was said to be the type that holds sweets or popcorn |
US wildlife officials who tried to capture a bear that had a jar stuck on its head, have shot the animal after it wandered into a busy Minnesota town.
The bear, a male about two years old, was killed by police after six days of failed efforts to catch it alive.
"When it got into town, our main concern was public safety," said Rob Naplin, a local wildlife supervisor.
The wild black bear could breathe but could not eat or drink, and was probably hungry and dehydrated.
'Tough condition'
"With all the people around... you're never sure what the outcome is going to be," Mr Naplin told the Minneapolis Star Tribune newspaper.
Mr Naplin said efforts had been made to capture the bear alive as it moved through areas near the town of Lake George, where it was first spotted on 21 July.
Efforts to tranquilise the animal failed because the bear "stayed in forested areas", he said.
Mr Naplin said the bear was "in pretty tough condition" after being unable to eat or drink for several days because of the 2.5-gallon (9.5-litre) plastic jar on its head.
He said the jar was the type that holds sweets or popcorn, and had probably become lodged on its head as the bear was foraging for food.
source: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7534325.stm
Monday, July 28, 2008
drawing a comparison between the maid and Mas S.
*This is SO TRUE............. hahaha....... make sure to read the last
part..... very funny but good comparisons...... hats off to the person who
wrote this.*
*Mr Wong says so....
There are several simple reasons why many Singaporean employers are
reluctant to give their maids a day off.*
*You see, if the maid runs away, the government will fine the employer
$5,000. If the maid commits a crime such as shoplifting, the government will
fine the employer $5,000.*
*If the maid is caught having sex with someone, the government will fine the
employer $5,000. If the maid gets pregnant, the government will also fine
the employer $5,000.*
**
*If you didn't know any of the above, then either you do not employ a maid,
or you didn't read the small print of the Manpower Ministry's work permit
conditions.*
*Many employers are afraid that if their maid has a day off and gets into
trouble, the employer will not only have to solve the trouble, but also have
to fork out $5,000 as a free gift to the government.*
**
*Intuitively, this smacks of gross unfairness. The employer gets punished
not for something he did, but for something that somebody else (the maid)
did. Furthermore, once the maid leaves the employer's residence, the
employer has no way of monitoring where the maid goes and what she does
there.*
**
*We may draw a curious parallel with Mas Selamat's escape, and PM Lee's
determined, if muddled, defence of Home Affairs Minister Wong Kan Seng in
Parliament. *
*Mas Selamat ran away. But PM Lee said that Wong Kan Seng was not at fault
and should not be punished in any way. *
**
*The reason being that Wong Kan Seng personally did not do anything which
allowed Mas Selamat to escape.*
*Strangely, if your maid runs away, it IS your fault and you SHOULD be
punished. Even if you did not personally do anything to let her run away
(apart from giving her a day off).*
**
*Similarly, if your maid becomes pregnant, it IS your fault and you SHOULD
be punished. Even if you did not personally do anything to make her
pregnant.*
**
*Oh well. What can I say? Maids are not terrorists. But then you are not
Wong Kan Seng. So the rules remain stacked against you. Wong Kan Seng gets
off lightly, but you won't. Even if his lapse has far greater, and graver,
implications than yours.*
**
*Your runaway maid wouldn't blow up Changi Airport , would she?*
part..... very funny but good comparisons...... hats off to the person who
wrote this.*
*Mr Wong says so....
There are several simple reasons why many Singaporean employers are
reluctant to give their maids a day off.*
*You see, if the maid runs away, the government will fine the employer
$5,000. If the maid commits a crime such as shoplifting, the government will
fine the employer $5,000.*
*If the maid is caught having sex with someone, the government will fine the
employer $5,000. If the maid gets pregnant, the government will also fine
the employer $5,000.*
**
*If you didn't know any of the above, then either you do not employ a maid,
or you didn't read the small print of the Manpower Ministry's work permit
conditions.*
*Many employers are afraid that if their maid has a day off and gets into
trouble, the employer will not only have to solve the trouble, but also have
to fork out $5,000 as a free gift to the government.*
**
*Intuitively, this smacks of gross unfairness. The employer gets punished
not for something he did, but for something that somebody else (the maid)
did. Furthermore, once the maid leaves the employer's residence, the
employer has no way of monitoring where the maid goes and what she does
there.*
**
*We may draw a curious parallel with Mas Selamat's escape, and PM Lee's
determined, if muddled, defence of Home Affairs Minister Wong Kan Seng in
Parliament. *
*Mas Selamat ran away. But PM Lee said that Wong Kan Seng was not at fault
and should not be punished in any way. *
**
*The reason being that Wong Kan Seng personally did not do anything which
allowed Mas Selamat to escape.*
*Strangely, if your maid runs away, it IS your fault and you SHOULD be
punished. Even if you did not personally do anything to let her run away
(apart from giving her a day off).*
**
*Similarly, if your maid becomes pregnant, it IS your fault and you SHOULD
be punished. Even if you did not personally do anything to make her
pregnant.*
**
*Oh well. What can I say? Maids are not terrorists. But then you are not
Wong Kan Seng. So the rules remain stacked against you. Wong Kan Seng gets
off lightly, but you won't. Even if his lapse has far greater, and graver,
implications than yours.*
**
*Your runaway maid wouldn't blow up Changi Airport , would she?*
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
太在乎，就什么也得不到 :(
爱情不像读书考试一样，对于一个人的追求
并不是你付出的越多，得到的回报就会越大
如果把你的给予当横轴，别人的回应当纵轴画成曲线
你会发现边际递减率在一个定值之后以非常不可思议的速度上升
为什么，我每天打电话对她嘘寒问暖，得到的只是冷漠的响应？
为什么，在一群朋友出去玩的时候，她总是对我特别疏远？
为什么，即使我竭尽所能的对她好，却仍无法在她心中拥有一丁点应得的地位？
我说：「太在乎，就什么也得不到」
当你太在乎一个人的时候，你的心里能装的下的东西就变少了
满脑子想的都是她，无时无刻都在想能为她做些什么
于是，你丧失了自我，成为一个为别人而活的人。
你不再有自己的生活，不再有和对方不一样的地方
每说一句话，你都小心翼翼，期待能够有好的响应
每做一件事，你都考虑再三，希望她能够被你感动
然后你会发现，聊天的话题好像变少了，相处不在像从前当朋友般的开心自在
她随口说出的一句话，网志上的一篇心情，可以牵动你全身的神经，有时让你开心不已，
但大部分的时候却是让你魂不守舍一整天。
随之而来的，是她开始感受到压力
生命是一种很容易适应变化的东西
如同把双脚泡在热水中，不一会儿就从有点烫变成舒适的温暖
一开始你对她好，感觉是很鲜明，很强烈的
会很开心，会很感激
但如果频率太高，强度太大
就好像坐在按摩椅上太久一般
舒服的感觉不见了，
取而代之的是想要好好静一下的需要。
如果这时还继续强求下去
最后的结局就是发卡甚至被讨厌。
"欲擒故纵才是最高明的技巧"
大概大家听到耳朵都烂了吧。
你知道，我知道，可是就是做不到。
没有办法不对她好。
当我们越是在乎一个人的时候，越难拿捏自己的分寸
不是对她好到无以复加，就是赌气强迫自己疏离耍自闭。
所以，最简单的方法，就是不去在意。
对自己好一点，努力追寻自己的理想
不断的充实自己，为自己的将来做准备
功课不够好吗？去图书馆多k一些书吧
人长的不够帅吗？去健身房把自己变成阳光形男吧
嫌自己口才不佳，进对应退不够圆滑，那么参加社团磨练一番吧
这些事情，够你忙的了
然后，把她放在你心中的优先级的第二位，甚至第三位
会发现，一切都变简单了
不是说两个人就一定会有结果
而是你开始可以跳脱这个泥沼，用更客观精准的眼光
看待彼此之间的关系
不再动不动就心情低落，不再被对方牵着鼻子走。
因为你知道，世界不是由她构成的。
即使失败了，也还有很多值得去追寻的目标。
然后，珍惜两个人相处的时光
在一起的时候，可以用尽全部的力气去对她好，让她如沐春风
而平常的时候，则是为自己的目标付出百分之百的努力，不为了别人，只为了自己。
很轻松的，你不用在烦恼什么时候该对她好，怎样增加相处的机会。
顺其自然，你绝对会被珍惜，而不会被当作理所当然。
最后
成功了，恭喜，有情人终成眷属。
失败了，有点遗憾，也许是不适合，或许是没缘分。
但无论如何，你都是赢家。
因为你又成长了
并不是你付出的越多，得到的回报就会越大
如果把你的给予当横轴，别人的回应当纵轴画成曲线
你会发现边际递减率在一个定值之后以非常不可思议的速度上升
为什么，我每天打电话对她嘘寒问暖，得到的只是冷漠的响应？
为什么，在一群朋友出去玩的时候，她总是对我特别疏远？
为什么，即使我竭尽所能的对她好，却仍无法在她心中拥有一丁点应得的地位？
我说：「太在乎，就什么也得不到」
当你太在乎一个人的时候，你的心里能装的下的东西就变少了
满脑子想的都是她，无时无刻都在想能为她做些什么
于是，你丧失了自我，成为一个为别人而活的人。
你不再有自己的生活，不再有和对方不一样的地方
每说一句话，你都小心翼翼，期待能够有好的响应
每做一件事，你都考虑再三，希望她能够被你感动
然后你会发现，聊天的话题好像变少了，相处不在像从前当朋友般的开心自在
她随口说出的一句话，网志上的一篇心情，可以牵动你全身的神经，有时让你开心不已，
但大部分的时候却是让你魂不守舍一整天。
随之而来的，是她开始感受到压力
生命是一种很容易适应变化的东西
如同把双脚泡在热水中，不一会儿就从有点烫变成舒适的温暖
一开始你对她好，感觉是很鲜明，很强烈的
会很开心，会很感激
但如果频率太高，强度太大
就好像坐在按摩椅上太久一般
舒服的感觉不见了，
取而代之的是想要好好静一下的需要。
如果这时还继续强求下去
最后的结局就是发卡甚至被讨厌。
"欲擒故纵才是最高明的技巧"
大概大家听到耳朵都烂了吧。
你知道，我知道，可是就是做不到。
没有办法不对她好。
当我们越是在乎一个人的时候，越难拿捏自己的分寸
不是对她好到无以复加，就是赌气强迫自己疏离耍自闭。
所以，最简单的方法，就是不去在意。
对自己好一点，努力追寻自己的理想
不断的充实自己，为自己的将来做准备
功课不够好吗？去图书馆多k一些书吧
人长的不够帅吗？去健身房把自己变成阳光形男吧
嫌自己口才不佳，进对应退不够圆滑，那么参加社团磨练一番吧
这些事情，够你忙的了
然后，把她放在你心中的优先级的第二位，甚至第三位
会发现，一切都变简单了
不是说两个人就一定会有结果
而是你开始可以跳脱这个泥沼，用更客观精准的眼光
看待彼此之间的关系
不再动不动就心情低落，不再被对方牵着鼻子走。
因为你知道，世界不是由她构成的。
即使失败了，也还有很多值得去追寻的目标。
然后，珍惜两个人相处的时光
在一起的时候，可以用尽全部的力气去对她好，让她如沐春风
而平常的时候，则是为自己的目标付出百分之百的努力，不为了别人，只为了自己。
很轻松的，你不用在烦恼什么时候该对她好，怎样增加相处的机会。
顺其自然，你绝对会被珍惜，而不会被当作理所当然。
最后
成功了，恭喜，有情人终成眷属。
失败了，有点遗憾，也许是不适合，或许是没缘分。
但无论如何，你都是赢家。
因为你又成长了
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