christian
living out the best years of my life!
slogging it out down at nbs..
eating sleeping stoning
guit bass keyboard drums
cycling sleeping
would rather be slacking around
the only work i'll be doing is poring over textbooks...

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look at the time! it's just after 4.30am and i just got home...

it's the 'recess' week now. what am i doing up so late chionging work, at the wrong school?

for all ye muggers out there, just fyi, nus sci canteen lights turn off at 3.10am...

and the parking's nice and free. =)

From the Quarterly Review of Doublespeak(http://www.strangecosmos.com/content/item/131080.html)

A reader reports that when the patient died, the attending doctor recorded the following on the patient's chart: "Patient failed to fulfill his wellness potential."

Another doctor reports that in a recent issue of the American Journal of Family Practice fleas were called "hematophagous arthropod vectors."

The letter from the Air Force colonel in charge of safety said that rocket boosters weighing more than 300,000 pounds "have an explosive force upon surface impact that is sufficient to exceed the accepted overpressure threshhold of physiological damage for exposed personnel." In other words, if a 300,000-pound booster rocket falls on someone, he or she is not likely to survive.

A reader reports that the Army calls them "vertically deployed anti-personnel devices." You probably call them bombs.

At McClellan Air Force base in Sacramento, California, civilian mechanics were placed on "non-duty, non-pay status." That is, they were fired.

A personal ad from an unidentified mewspaper announces that a "formerly single man" seeks a single or married woman.

After taking the trip of a lifetime, our reader sent his twelve rolls of film to Kodak for developing (or "processing," as Kodak likes to call it) only to receive the following notice: "We must report that during the handling of your twelve 35mm Kodachrome slide orders, the films were involved in an unusual laboratory experience." The use of the passive is a particularly nice touch, don't you think? Nobody did anything to the films; they just had a bad experience. Of course our reader can always go back to Tibet and take his pictures all over again, using the twelve replacement rolls Kodak so generously sent him.

The description on the package of Stouffer's Veal Tortellini with Tomato Sauce says it contains "exquisite egg pasta." The list of ingredients, however, includes "cooked noodle product."

In St. Louis there is an oriental rug store that advertizes "semi-antique" rugs.

The Minnesota Board of Education voted to consider requiring all students to do some "volunteer work" as a prerequisite to high school graduation.

Senator Orrin Hatch said that "capital punishment is our society's recognition of the sanctity of human life."

According to the tax bill signed by President Reagan on December 22, 1987, Don Tyson and his sister-in-law Barbara run a "family farm." Their "farm" has 25,000 employees and grosses $1.7 billion a year. But as a "family farm" they get tax breaks that save them $135 million a year.

Scott L. Pickard, spokesperson for the Massachusetts Department of Public Works, calls them "ground-mounted confirmatory route markers." You probably call them road signs, but then you don't work in a government agency.

It's not "elderly" or "senior citizens" anymore. Now it's "chronologically experienced citizens."

According to the FAA, the propeller blade didn't break off, it was just a case of "uncontained blade liberation."

When a Professional Bull Rider suffered three cracked vertebrae and a broken collar bone after having been bucked an enraged 1,800 pound animal, the medical authorities attributed his injuries to "aggravated bovine ejection."

third.

impossibility, possible.

service, meal, prayer, road.

reminising of that period more than a year back, where i would just stay awake entire nights just for the sake of doing so. it's fond, nostalgic, but something's missing.

purpose.

before it's too late?

it's like things you've put behind, far, far away,

but deep down inside, you never know whether they'll be back to haunt you.

burdened.

empathy,

situational familiarity.

to cope with it, to help with it,

information unavailability.

and that's my favourite time of day,

the ends, not the means,

i wish it were now.

stress
stress
stress
stress
and did i mention stress?
like 'why am i still awake at this hour' stress???

yet through it all, the same thing is running over and over through my mind.

a revelation
confusing
perhaps disturbing
hopefully not disappointing

in His time.

i just hope and pray it's not running out.

some people are just totally unaware of their surroundings and environment, living in their own happy little world.

they say that ignorance is bliss, but when it pisses the rest of world off, it's an entirely different matter altogether.

it's time to get the lowdown on all that's happened in the past few months, and settle it once and for all.

c'est une probleme simplement, mais tu ne sais pas ton lieu. et si tu le connais finalement, il tout disparaitra. j'espere.