Feeling: Confused
Listening to: Memories by Within Temptation
With all the work due, I'm glad I survived this week so thank goodness I have the holidays to reward myself with.
Speaking of rewards, it's time for another one of those interesting grandmother stories I love to tell, about my grandmother, of course. You remember her - the same one mentioned in the posts made on 11th March, 2007, 18th September, 2006, 8th September, 2006, 20th June, 2006 and 4th September, 2004.
So, what did she do this time? Welllll...
The other day, I was just realizing that I hadn't seen my grandmother for two days because she hadn't come out of her room, which she keeps locked and nobody has the keys to unlock. The next morning, my uncle woke up at 6AM and found her lying on the floor of the kitchen. My mother came out to help him lift her up, 'cause she's actually pretty heavy, and then my grandmother told her she'd been lying there for 8 hours but we know that can't be true because both my uncle and mother were up past midnight, haha.
So, they sat her down and she spent a while drinking, then she got up to leave the kitchen, but she just collapsed and fell on the floor instead, hitting her head in the process (this is about the time I walked out of my bedroom). Then she peed herself and my mum and uncle had to lift her onto a chair and ice the bump she obtained. She was taken to her room and my mum told her she should change her clothes. My grandmother's reply shows either just how much she loves me or how quickly she's losing her mind - "Why? It's only water. Sue-Anne poured water on me."
Isn't she charming? :]
Sunday 17 June 2007
Here's the deal: I don't really care how ugly this layout is right now because I'm that sick of the previous layout and these colours remind me of candy, and candy is good. Ahhh, candy. :] I'll pretty it up in due time, lovelies. In due time.
And just to keep you up-to-date with my ever-so-hectic life, I have this to say:
And just to keep you up-to-date with my ever-so-hectic life, I have this to say:
- Sports day is on Wednesday, the 20th. I'm participating in a few events, and whether or not I tell you what they are depend on how well/bad I do in them. Oh, the suspense.
- I went swimming today and yesterday for 2 hours each, and I'm going again tomorrow. Why? You will know in due time. Hahahahahaha. Saying that makes me feel smart and mysterious simultaneously, which is just perfect for someone like me.
- School ends on the 29th. That means two more weeks of school then I get to choose whether or not I fail at life and education, or succeed.
- Blah blah blahhhhh.
Saturday 16 June 2007
Listening to: Lady Madeline In Her Coffin by I Am Ghost
There was a time when stillness meant nothing to me. Once, silence meant lack of sound; Fall came once a year. I danced, redcheeked - each year's first snow, tongue out to taste each flake's welcome sting. I laughed, distinct from nature's cycles. A scrap of wonder, floating in a torrent of sorrow I couldn't grasp. That laugh, mouth open, sums up my past. I craved fulfillment; too shallow to know I could never be fully filled again.
I'll get back to you.
There was a time when stillness meant nothing to me. Once, silence meant lack of sound; Fall came once a year. I danced, redcheeked - each year's first snow, tongue out to taste each flake's welcome sting. I laughed, distinct from nature's cycles. A scrap of wonder, floating in a torrent of sorrow I couldn't grasp. That laugh, mouth open, sums up my past. I craved fulfillment; too shallow to know I could never be fully filled again.
I'll get back to you.
Monday 11 June 2007
Sunday 10 June 2007
Feeling: Ew
Listening to: Let It Go by The Perfect Victim
You should listen to this song. Based solely on the two The Perfect Victim songs I've heard, I shall say they sound kind of typically scenester, but Let It Go just makes me smile at it's coolness. :D
Every Sunday, I patiently wait for PostSecret.com to be updated, just so I can enjoy the glory of finding secrets people sent in that I can relate with, or emphathize with. There's something about realizing you're not the only one feeling the way you do that makes you feel better. :p So, this week's update had one that I find really sad, just because I find things like this sad.
You know? :[
On a stranger note, I am filled up with carbonated water. I don't know how many cans of Coke and Sprite I have consumed in the past week but I am a big balloon. I have to hold myself down or I'll float away. Which reminds me, Wan Long Kok is the featured band for BruBands this month and though the band's name may seem humourous, an interview conducted by the website reveals that the story behind it is actually really sweet. And sad. But mostly sweet.
Among other depressing things, is it just me, or does this song just seem more saddening than it used to be?
A Perfect Sonnet by Bright Eyes
Lately, I've been wishing I had one desire;
something that would make me never want another;
something that would make it so that nothing mattered -
All would be clear then.
But I guess I'll have to settle for a few brief moments,
and watch it all dissolve into a single second,
and try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
or one foolish line.
'Cause that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept
you are here, then you're gone.
But I believe that lovers should be tied together,
and thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather,
and left there to drown;
left there to drown in their innocence.
But as for me, I'm coming to the final chapter;
I read all of the pages and there's still no answer,
only all that was before I know must soon come after -
that is the only way it can be.
So, I stand in the sun,
and I breathe with my lungs,
trying to spare me the weight of the truth.
Saying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror,
and you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever,
and now you are laying in a bathtub full of freezing water,
wishing you were a ghost.
But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover,
and danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer,
but autumn came, she disappeared;
you can't remember where she said she was going to.
But you know that she's gone 'cause she left you a song
that you don't want to sing.
We're singing I believe that lovers should be chained together,
and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters,
and left there to burn;
left there to burn in their arrogance.
But as for me, I'm coming to my final failure;
I've killed myself with changes trying to make things better,
but I ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be.
Now, I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers,
and layed entwined together on a bed of clover,
and left there to sleep;
left there to dream of their happiness.
Yeah. Probably just me.
Listening to: Let It Go by The Perfect Victim
You should listen to this song. Based solely on the two The Perfect Victim songs I've heard, I shall say they sound kind of typically scenester, but Let It Go just makes me smile at it's coolness. :D
Every Sunday, I patiently wait for PostSecret.com to be updated, just so I can enjoy the glory of finding secrets people sent in that I can relate with, or emphathize with. There's something about realizing you're not the only one feeling the way you do that makes you feel better. :p So, this week's update had one that I find really sad, just because I find things like this sad.
You know? :[
On a stranger note, I am filled up with carbonated water. I don't know how many cans of Coke and Sprite I have consumed in the past week but I am a big balloon. I have to hold myself down or I'll float away. Which reminds me, Wan Long Kok is the featured band for BruBands this month and though the band's name may seem humourous, an interview conducted by the website reveals that the story behind it is actually really sweet. And sad. But mostly sweet.
Among other depressing things, is it just me, or does this song just seem more saddening than it used to be?
Lately, I've been wishing I had one desire;
something that would make me never want another;
something that would make it so that nothing mattered -
All would be clear then.
But I guess I'll have to settle for a few brief moments,
and watch it all dissolve into a single second,
and try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
or one foolish line.
'Cause that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept
you are here, then you're gone.
But I believe that lovers should be tied together,
and thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather,
and left there to drown;
left there to drown in their innocence.
But as for me, I'm coming to the final chapter;
I read all of the pages and there's still no answer,
only all that was before I know must soon come after -
that is the only way it can be.
So, I stand in the sun,
and I breathe with my lungs,
trying to spare me the weight of the truth.
Saying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror,
and you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever,
and now you are laying in a bathtub full of freezing water,
wishing you were a ghost.
But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover,
and danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer,
but autumn came, she disappeared;
you can't remember where she said she was going to.
But you know that she's gone 'cause she left you a song
that you don't want to sing.
We're singing I believe that lovers should be chained together,
and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters,
and left there to burn;
left there to burn in their arrogance.
But as for me, I'm coming to my final failure;
I've killed myself with changes trying to make things better,
but I ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be.
Now, I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers,
and layed entwined together on a bed of clover,
and left there to sleep;
left there to dream of their happiness.
Yeah. Probably just me.
Saturday 2 June 2007
Feeling: Famished
Listening to: Welcome Home by Coheed And Cambria
"What we need to know about loving is no great mystery. We all know what constitutes loving behavior; we need but act upon it, not continually question it. Over-analysis often confuses the issue and in the end, brings us no closer to insight. We sometimes become too busy classifying, separating, and examining, to remember that love is easy. It's we who make it complicated." - Leo Buscaglia
Listening to: Welcome Home by Coheed And Cambria
"What we need to know about loving is no great mystery. We all know what constitutes loving behavior; we need but act upon it, not continually question it. Over-analysis often confuses the issue and in the end, brings us no closer to insight. We sometimes become too busy classifying, separating, and examining, to remember that love is easy. It's we who make it complicated." - Leo Buscaglia
Friday 1 June 2007
Feeling: Gross
Listening to: I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace
I woke up this morning, feeling like shit. I still do, 'cause since then, I've been groggy, had a sore throat, a cough, a fever, aching muscles and a runny nose, and to add to that, I've been quite delusional to the extent that I was talking to myself, but the things I wanted to say were totally different from what actually left my lips. You know, the usual. Maybe I should have listened to them when they told me to go to bed early. Just maybe. :D
Remember when I said I was going to look for an alternative for WindowBlinds? Well, I did. I guess the results are alright. I mean, they're not perfect, but then again, how many things are? I'm uploading the screenshots now, but they're taking ages. So, to occupy myself while I wait, I'll tell you how I managed to study for biology in one night with song.
I'm kidding, it's not a song. It's more like little stories that are easier and more entertaining to remember than those boring passages you get in text books, and yesss, that means you'd only understand them if you study biology for IB or A levels or any further education.
As is obvious in the pictures, there are sidebars that pop up when your cursor hovers near the edges of the screen. It's pretty handy; it has something like Notepad that pops up and goes away when you're doing something else, but the words you typed don't get erased. I used it to type this and it made me feel cool, hahah. I'm using Aston, by the way. The downside is that I don't know how to get rid of it (I actually wanted to uninstall Aston prior to typing this post up, but seeing as I couldn't figure out how, I'm stuck with it for now). I also just figured out how to change the background, so I'll do that. Soon. Speaking of things I need to change soon, I need to change Broken Smile's layout.
I'm not very good at this advertising business; I should stop. You know what else I should be doing? Readying myself for my music exam on Monday, but somehow this sickness I have won't let me. I can't sit still for long, it's really annoying and I need dinner so I'll see you guys around.
Listening to: I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace
I woke up this morning, feeling like shit. I still do, 'cause since then, I've been groggy, had a sore throat, a cough, a fever, aching muscles and a runny nose, and to add to that, I've been quite delusional to the extent that I was talking to myself, but the things I wanted to say were totally different from what actually left my lips. You know, the usual. Maybe I should have listened to them when they told me to go to bed early. Just maybe. :D
Remember when I said I was going to look for an alternative for WindowBlinds? Well, I did. I guess the results are alright. I mean, they're not perfect, but then again, how many things are? I'm uploading the screenshots now, but they're taking ages. So, to occupy myself while I wait, I'll tell you how I managed to study for biology in one night with song.
I'm kidding, it's not a song. It's more like little stories that are easier and more entertaining to remember than those boring passages you get in text books, and yesss, that means you'd only understand them if you study biology for IB or A levels or any further education.
DNA Replication:Where was I? Oh, yes. The screenshots.
Helicase doesn't like DNA, so he makes them fight and their double helix unwinds and they split up. And you know, at every splitting site, replication occurs. So, DNA Polymerase sees this and he's like, "Hey, let's make some new DNA." And he calls all his little free DNA nucleotide friends over and they get attached to the original DNA strand. This, naturally, forms two identical DNA strands so yes, Helicase is happy with himself.
DNA Transcription:
Later that week, DNA have another fight and they uncoil. They get separated and RNA Polymerase decides to take advantage of this opportunity and she attaches herself to DNA's promoter region. She calls all her free RNA nucleotide friends and they bind to the DNA strand. This forms some mRNA, but the mRNA gets bored easily so she's like, "Eh, you guys are boring," and she leaves. This upsets DNA, so they decide to make up and recoil.
DNA Translation:
See, mRNA left DNA 'cause she really wanted to go to the cytoplasm, 'cause you know, all the fun happens in the cytoplasm. So, she goes, but she goes alone, until she sees her friend Ribosome. And mRNA's like, "Hey, can I stick with you? I don't have any friends with me." And Ribosome's like, "Sure, sure." And mRNA attaches herself to Ribosome. As soon as this happens, she bumps into her friend tRNA, who also happens to have a crush on her, so he gets a little attached and follows her around. After a while, they find another tRNA and they have a bonding session. The first tRNA gets really jealous though, and he leaves. However, when he leaves, another tRNA sees this, and since he thinks he has a chance with mRNA, he comes up to her and they talk and then the other tRNA gets jealous and leaves and the process repeats. And oh, my God! Polypeptide!
Glycolysis:
C6 wants to have a party, so he invites his friends, the two ATP. They come and the group turns into C6PP. It gets a bit messy and C6PP splits into two C3Ps. One of them goes home, leaving one C3P at the party by themselves, so they call up their friends, and Pi and NAD come over. But just as they do that, NADH + H+ get a little moody 'cause they don't like NAD, so they leave and the group turns into C3PP. After a while, the two ATPs have to go home, and basically the party ends because now there's only C3 left and everyone knows that's Pyruvate. And I mean, who wants to hang out with Pyruvate?
Photosynthetic light-dependent reactions:
One day Photosystem II decides to show off, so he's like, "I have chlorophyll", and traps light. The electrons really like light energy, so they get all excited, 'cause you know, it's light energy. Woo. However, being excited makes these electrons unstable so they get sent down to the ETC, which is all the way in the thylakoid membrane. They get scared and quickly release their energy while on the ETC, 'cause it's a scary thing that ETC. Sadly, protons get in the way, receive some of this energy and so they go all crazy and get pumped into the thylakoid space. Things get out of hand, and it gets too crowded in there. The Protons realize this and come back to the stroma. They're still a little crazy so as they pass the ATP Synthesase channels, which is where their friend ATP Synthesase lives, they call him out, saying, "Hey, can you help us with this phosphorylation of ADP to ATP?" And ATP Synthesase agrees, 'cause he's such a nice guy.
Photosystem I feels a little left out through all this though, so he says, "Hey, I can absorb light too." So, again, the electrons get excited, and again, they get sent down to the ETC, but because it's Photosystem I, it's through electron carriers. They panic and throw away their energy. Unfortunately, someone always gets hurt, and this time it's NADP. He gets caught in all the rustle and gets reduced to NADPH.
So, then these electrons from the water that got split by photolysis comes up to Photoystem II and go, "Let us replace those electrons you lost earlier," and Photosystem II, he says, "Yeaah, okay, I guess I can just give them to Photosystem I anyway." So, those electrons Photosystem I lost get replaced by these coming down the ETC from Photosystem II, and they start making ATP. And you know what they say... Chemiosomotic photophosphorylation is the shit.
As is obvious in the pictures, there are sidebars that pop up when your cursor hovers near the edges of the screen. It's pretty handy; it has something like Notepad that pops up and goes away when you're doing something else, but the words you typed don't get erased. I used it to type this and it made me feel cool, hahah. I'm using Aston, by the way. The downside is that I don't know how to get rid of it (I actually wanted to uninstall Aston prior to typing this post up, but seeing as I couldn't figure out how, I'm stuck with it for now). I also just figured out how to change the background, so I'll do that. Soon. Speaking of things I need to change soon, I need to change Broken Smile's layout.
I'm not very good at this advertising business; I should stop. You know what else I should be doing? Readying myself for my music exam on Monday, but somehow this sickness I have won't let me. I can't sit still for long, it's really annoying and I need dinner so I'll see you guys around.
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