Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Ms. Prema...
I want Prema!!!!! For those who do not know who Prema is, well, she is my favourite English teacher. She also happens to be my idol ^.^ but sadly, she left us without even saying goodbye. Last Tuesday morning, when I was looking forward to see her in class, out of a sudden, another teacher came in. I was like "Who is this teacher? She is not Prema. Where is Prema?" Then I thought okay may be she is not free on that day. Who would ever thought that she is not free to teach us for the rest of this semester. *disappointed and shocked* Its not that Ms. Saleha is not good; it just that I prefer Prema. Now I do not have any desire to attend English class anymore. *sigh*
Thursday, February 14, 2008
The Porcupine's Strategy
Little Miranda was alone in the garden. I was watching her distractedly, occasionally glancing over the top of my newspaper. Almost kneeling, she was slowly approaching the fence, trying to make as little noise as possible. I thought she was looking for mushrooms or that she was pretending she was a giant mouse.
But after a few minutes I heard her cry out. It was a lusty cry, followed by a bout of tears. I jumped out of my chair and ran out to the garden, in my bare feet. Miranda was holding her index finger.It was bleeding, but it didn't look too bad. I ran some water over it, asking what she could have touched that madeher finger bleed, in a garden that I had planted with grass and otherharmless plants. "I wanted to touch the animal," she replied, "but it didn't let me come close, so I stretched out my arm and it did this. Then it ran away. It's too bad. I didn't want to hurt it."
"What animal?" I asked. "The white and black ball, down there," she said, pointing to the end of the garden. I picked up a broomstick I found in the kitchen and went back outside. In the garden, half buried in an old gopher hole, I found the animal. It was a porcupine. I remembered what I had learned in my natural science class. The porcupine is a solitary animal. When confronted, it either retreats or projects its needles. Once the needles have penetrated the flesh, the wounds become infected and, in some cases, can cause death.
Miranda had presented no danger to the porcupine, but it didn't know what else to do except wound her, or get wounded itself. Nature, in creating its instinct, gave the porcupine no choice: instead of communicating, it had to launch its needles. That is the only strategy it knows, and no one can change it, not even a little girl who wants to make a friend._
Is the porcupine the only animal touse this type of defense? No, people apply it every day of their lives. But our needles are more vicious, and better hidden. Words,blows, looks, anger, pride... these are the arms we use to attack those who seem to be adversaries. But even a porcupine has to get close to other porcupines at some time. If not the species would disappear.
(c)2006 www.positive-club.com
But after a few minutes I heard her cry out. It was a lusty cry, followed by a bout of tears. I jumped out of my chair and ran out to the garden, in my bare feet. Miranda was holding her index finger.It was bleeding, but it didn't look too bad. I ran some water over it, asking what she could have touched that madeher finger bleed, in a garden that I had planted with grass and otherharmless plants. "I wanted to touch the animal," she replied, "but it didn't let me come close, so I stretched out my arm and it did this. Then it ran away. It's too bad. I didn't want to hurt it."
"What animal?" I asked. "The white and black ball, down there," she said, pointing to the end of the garden. I picked up a broomstick I found in the kitchen and went back outside. In the garden, half buried in an old gopher hole, I found the animal. It was a porcupine. I remembered what I had learned in my natural science class. The porcupine is a solitary animal. When confronted, it either retreats or projects its needles. Once the needles have penetrated the flesh, the wounds become infected and, in some cases, can cause death.
Miranda had presented no danger to the porcupine, but it didn't know what else to do except wound her, or get wounded itself. Nature, in creating its instinct, gave the porcupine no choice: instead of communicating, it had to launch its needles. That is the only strategy it knows, and no one can change it, not even a little girl who wants to make a friend._
Is the porcupine the only animal touse this type of defense? No, people apply it every day of their lives. But our needles are more vicious, and better hidden. Words,blows, looks, anger, pride... these are the arms we use to attack those who seem to be adversaries. But even a porcupine has to get close to other porcupines at some time. If not the species would disappear.
(c)2006 www.positive-club.com
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Fair? Not fair?
I can't take it anymore!!!
You can say whatever you want to say about me like I am lazy or selfish cause you know what? I DON'T CARE... This is like so annoying!!! I've been home for about 3 weeks and I am not enjoying it... I don't mind helping you but this is TOO MUCH... Don't I deserve a break? after working hard for my semester break?? huh???
I cleaned my room but she did not!!! and you say I did not clean my room because she put her stuff in my room... What about her room??? This is so unfair!!! I also cleaned the shoe rack!!! I vacuum the spider web!!! I changed the sofa cloth!!! What did she contribute to the house??? I hang the clothes every night!!! What about her??? The clothes are pilling so high until the basket can't even fit them... So what if she is busy??? yeah she is very "busy"... Fine! So I helped her to fold the clothes once and now you want me to do it again??? This is ridiculous... I feel unappreciated in this family... She get to escape her chores and I have do her chores also just because I am in semester break... Sometimes I feel like staying in campus without having to do all this CRAP... SO what if I stay up until 4 in the morning??? Hey she didn't sleep for the whole night more than once... Did you say anything about that???
Yesterday I went to pump petrol just like you asked... and just because I did not go to BHP, you don't have to get all fussy about it... just because you want to use the rebate points... God, how am I suppose to know???
WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF
I hate all these duties and responsibilities... I AM SO SICK OF IT!!!!!!!!! I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it................. I am feeling so angry and disappointed at this moment...
You can say whatever you want to say about me like I am lazy or selfish cause you know what? I DON'T CARE... This is like so annoying!!! I've been home for about 3 weeks and I am not enjoying it... I don't mind helping you but this is TOO MUCH... Don't I deserve a break? after working hard for my semester break?? huh???
I cleaned my room but she did not!!! and you say I did not clean my room because she put her stuff in my room... What about her room??? This is so unfair!!! I also cleaned the shoe rack!!! I vacuum the spider web!!! I changed the sofa cloth!!! What did she contribute to the house??? I hang the clothes every night!!! What about her??? The clothes are pilling so high until the basket can't even fit them... So what if she is busy??? yeah she is very "busy"... Fine! So I helped her to fold the clothes once and now you want me to do it again??? This is ridiculous... I feel unappreciated in this family... She get to escape her chores and I have do her chores also just because I am in semester break... Sometimes I feel like staying in campus without having to do all this CRAP... SO what if I stay up until 4 in the morning??? Hey she didn't sleep for the whole night more than once... Did you say anything about that???
Yesterday I went to pump petrol just like you asked... and just because I did not go to BHP, you don't have to get all fussy about it... just because you want to use the rebate points... God, how am I suppose to know???
WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF
I hate all these duties and responsibilities... I AM SO SICK OF IT!!!!!!!!! I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it................. I am feeling so angry and disappointed at this moment...
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