Engineers Explain Women:

ENGINEERS EXPLAIN WOMEN:
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I thought this was rather funny... Selene sent it to me via e-mail. The Title was:
"Woman- As Explained by Engineers"
"Finally - an explanation of Woman that makes sense to a man"
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womens win-win situation no?
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To buy or not to buy?
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Haha!
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human controls?
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Never knew controls actually existed... takes a guy to come up with these things dunnit? And i can turn green? whoa...

Duality:

DUALITY:
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No, i didnt think up this name after listening to slipknot you dungu... I came up with the whole thing after reminded of the whole facade of humanity while listening to Mudvayne's The End Of All Things To Come.
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Standing in front of a wall
my shining shadow
A sillhouet of facade
mimic of mockery
mere mortal angst
hatred, fear, shadow of death.
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Making faces, about pulling strings
dark casting doubts raining upon
silver mirror of duality
one sided with fiery grins
inside trumoil and blind hatred
facade, facade...
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Stare back at a reflection
fear and beatings overcaste eyes
fleeting terror in hearts of stone
ice shattering and walls caving in
and tears that roll down like bright comets
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Dual existance no peace reformed
incarceration of freedom
feels self all but withdrawn.
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with everyone i write i get better no? hahahaha... cheers until next hiatus break...

temp. blogging

TEMPORARY BLOGGAGE.
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Yes, i'm back for the moment to let you know that i have just finished my chemistry paper 3. thats the practical paper. I shall let you know how it got fucked. In the process of getting fucked, i got 10 minutes extra... Makes you think of that passage Mr. Ben *chka-chka* Oraka gave me for thinking skills. "In this misfortune i have found fortune," or could i just say, fucked the thing but fucked it well... hahaha!!! Talking of the Thinking skills thing brings me to a pice of paper which my friend scribbled on (yeah, the thinking skills exam).


Firt did it... talk about thinking outside the box no?
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And the bio practicals i had 2 weeks ago was on the effects of concentration of enzyme on substrate. ner ner... i thought the colour was pretty nice.


From left (concentration): 1%, 0.5%, 0.25%, 0.2%, 0.1%
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Anyways, i have one more picture to put, and i got it off Eryn's post about barcodes. I have mine! lol! here it is!

my barcode ~<3
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Okay, no more blogging or the next few weeks... Oh, well... cheers.

Hiatus... again.

HIATUS! (again...)
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Yea, i'm on hiatus again... what'd you expect? blek. My AS exam is drawing closer... it's in a months' time, except for my practicals... which are on the 13th and 25th of October for chem and bio respectively. I'm almost completely ready to face the pieces of paper that determine my life's fate... hehehehe!!! Oh well... maybe just half of the papers which are going to determine my life.
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I think i'd do well in the people skills field.
I.e.: Event managment, Public Relations. Someones boss... *smirks*
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But noo... everyone says i'll have a mobility problem. One problem i do have, though, is that i
lack the gist to go through studying for exams (minor ones). I. DON'T. LIKE. STUDYING.
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On to the hiatus people! Cheers until its over.
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Lots Of Love, Phat a.k.a Aishah.
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P/S: Happy fasting to all muslims out there. And to those few non-muslims who'd like to try to fast... Good luck.

Angsty.

ANGSTY.
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This from something i found within the deep recesses of my overloaded "Nonsense File"... To think, so full of angst, depression... Never have i seen such... i think if i had a band, that would be some nice lyric to go with some major guitar riffs and manic drumming... hahhahhaha... dream on.
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So here it is...
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I die,
Everyday parts of me stumble
I fall into soulesness
My sanity thrown into the wake as i crumble.
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Again and again
I get killed by your hatred
Your nnonconcern to my beliefs
My importance,
My work,
I die.
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Why wont you kill me?
Solace is grand
Why must you kick me down
As i stand?
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A knife down my spine
Tears down my cheeks
Blood out my veins
I wish to sleep.
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Yet again is futile
As i sit and weep
You take my life away
You made my mind weak.
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I bash my head against the wall if i could
But i can't and i know that i should
I have people to take care of and a life to live
Darkness i'll have to elude.
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Yeap, that's how it goes, no corrections, no messing about, so happyness... I told you it'd make a good angsty song. After reading this for the billionth time, i still had my hair stand on ends. Pretty amazed by what i'm capable of.

FOOD FOR THOUGHT
Did you know that skinny poeple scare me half to shit? When i say skinny i mean really, really skinny... i dont care how good looking they are 'cos when they dont have any meat on that twig there's no use chasing after... hahahahahhahahahahahah, that sounds nasty.
Anyways, it's like this thing for me to want to feed people. And when i find out that you have never eaten nice food, i become more obsessed with feeding you.
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Some examples... well i can't actually name them, it wouldn't be very nice... but i know several... it's like they don't eat enough. Bloody high metabolism it seems.
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Quote of the day: There is no such thing as laziness, only lack of passion
True are such words... uttered by the intelligent... now i lack the passion for school so leave me alone!
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My poster boys for now happens to be Brandon Boyd and Keanu Reeves. Nak gigit so so so much! Hotness times infinity. Who can beat such hawtness... but moving on. My wish list has grown... and i shall move it to the "OTHERS" (phat) category, so that ll ya'll can see it and give it to me on any occation haha!
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pizza... yum... (Dominoes Extravaganzaaaaaaaaa!)
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Yes, i'm having pizza for a very very late lunch. That means that i'm not going to the club to lepaking. I have a family do tonight. Che' Da's house... dindins. Dunno the occation yet, bro's calling...
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I don't understand the concept of useless online games. It's purposeless, meaningless, makes you daft and you talk to people who dont know you and might be lousy pervs/stalkers/killers/stupid cousins... but the cousin bit is fine becasue you know those morons. It's the stalkers/pervs/killers/murderers that are around. Slowly killing your perfect english with their bad language and even stupider coloquial accents. I don't like it. AND the fact that you waste money on these stupid things. Oh, the stupidity.