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Thursday, July 31, 2003 |
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"Cus there's boys and there's girls and there's girls and there's boys! Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and moneyyyyyy..."
Ain't that a cool song? And how true is that? ;-)
TBS restarted the entire series of Dawson's Creek this morning so I wasn't too inclined to watch Joey be jealous of Jen and Pacy drooling over Ms. Jacobs for the fourth time. Watched Barca just rip open AC Milan last night -- that was great!! And tonight Juventus are gonna be ripped open by Man Utd. And Sean Paul was on Hard Rock Cafe last night. Since when he get so big??
Shanna has a blog. And I heard of "Six Degrees of Steferation". Laughed my ass off!! |
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003 |
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So who watched this, called it "meggie" and said that it was an insult?? |
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Monday, July 28, 2003 |
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What the dilli yo?? My exams are over. So when we drinking ah smirnoff ice and checking the one herb tree? A month again till school start back. Meh boy Jah Groo rollin in bout 10 days or so. Gorm, now I know I never took a class in ebonics, but why de hell I talkin like that??
I think I have some bad luck when going south now. Last week my neighbour got stabbed with a hayfork. Saturday I saw a man run off the highway. Like actually witnessed that. He was on the left side of the south-bound lane just after Chief and he was probably asleep on the wheel or something cus he just flew from the left side straight into the ditch in the middle of both lanes. This guy in a car infront of us was warning everyone to not try to overtake him cus he was swerving all along. Wow! that could've been something.
I knew there was some hidden reason why it is I always look so scruffy and not shave for days and wear my oldest clothes. It's so that people would look at me and say "he eh ha no money, leh we leave he alone". ie. I don't make a good kidnap target. Things are really getting out of hand now. I can't even change the routes I use when walking to school cus I'll just be leaving one bad area and walking into a worse one in Tunapuna if I try. So people always see me WALKING out of Auzonville Heights where all those actually rich people live and might think to target me since I live there too. They eh know I just renting?? I am just a poor lowly UWI student overstaying his welcome there. That's all. Leave me alone. It's the reason I don't even wear jewelry, like at all!! This place is terrible.
Roll with ah laugh:
If men wrote problem pages:
Q: My husband wants a threesome with my best friend and me.
A: Obviously your husband cannot get enough of you! Knowing that there is only one of you he can only settle for the next best thing your best friend. Far from being an issue, this can bring you closer together. Why not get some of your old college roommates involved too? If you are still apprehensive, maybe you should let him be with your friends without you. If you're still not sure then just perform oral sex on him and cook him a nice meal while you think about it.
Q: My husband continually asks me to perform oral sex on him.
A: Do it. Semen can help you lose weight and gives a great glow to your skin. Interestingly, men know this. His offer to allow you to perform oral sex on him is totally selfless. This shows he loves you. The best thing to do is to thank him by performing it twice a day; then cook him a nice meal. |
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At first it was funny, but now it just really annoying and nobody doing anything about it. Two years ago when I first moved to Tunapuna I used to see cows roaming the place with no owner in sight. Yes, COWS. Six of them. But you know they were owned by someone cus they had ropes tied to their necks. Lately I've been seeing alot of them all over the place. Thursday I saw one ambling along the Eastern Main Road outside Scotia Bank and this morning they were all in the park sitting under a tree. A week ago one made it's way into UWI; how it fit into the only gate it could have come through, I eh know. They leave gobar all along the sides of the roads and you have to end up walking in the middle of the road. That's the most irritating part; having to dodge the gobar.
But we like it so. I'm sure the regional corporation knows about the situation but they haven't approached the owner about it. I wish I had a camera to take pictures of them. Only in Trinidad eh... |
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Friday, July 25, 2003 |
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I've been noticing over the past week or so that my website have been generating a greater number of pageviews than the usual two per day. Some day this week I think I had about 30 or something. And it was my highest week too. Or is just Frank and Ria coming to see every hour or so?? I figure is that.
My sister was at home today so I didn't get to see Dawson's Creek. That's 3 days this week I didn't get to see it; 6 whole episodes!! You know what can happen in 6 episodes?? Well apparently Dawson lost his virginity to Jen and Joey kissed her lecturer. What drama!! And I didn't see the Real World this week either. I got off the bed at 11.30 and my sis was wondering if that's the time I wake up every morning. Of course not! Dawson's Creek starts at 10! Here's another anonymous poem for you. Don't worry, I don't understand them either.
time is a tide that ebbs and flows
thought we would deny that day is done
Don't wait until tomorrow.
moonrise brings in it's tow
the passage of day with the rising sun
time is a tide that ebbs and flows.
an hourglass that will not slow
silica pearls that elude none
Don't wait until tomorrow.
a tree that in a forest grows
her rings tell of a journey begun
time is a tide that ebbs and flows.
all dreams the grave will eager swallow
none will it spare, not even one
Don't wait until tomorrow.
the footstep on the stair that daily slows
tell of carefully made plans undone
time is a tide that ebbs and flows
Don't wait until tomorrow.
This is cool. Check it out.
Corporate Mother Fuckers!!.
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Wednesday, July 23, 2003 |
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I stole someone's cool pic.
My kids were horrible today; kept shouting and throwing things like a bunch of 8-yr olds. Had to put a couple of them out of the class. Twas not the least bit funny. |
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I just had my Managerial Economics exam. It was a lick up. I'm actually confident I'll pass this exam with flying colours...I hope. Did only essays since I eh know B from Bullfoot in the mathematics. I was supposed to spend the entire night studying but I didn't. I had already read all I needed to anyway so it made no difference. Good thing I watched the Man Utd-Celtic match live last night. That was football.
Here's a poem for you. Of course, it's not written by me.
Let it be remembered, as a quick unbidden thought
That would come sliver quick,
To pierce the heart and slow the step.
Let it be remembered, till Time’s journey ends
Though Memory be a faithful friend,
Cruel in his kind, well-meaning ways
When we would leave him and our past behind.
If he asks, say it is remembered
The quick unbidden thought
That pierces the heart and slows the step.
It is remembered, would that it be otherwise
As a soft whisper in the heart’s ear
Early morning mist that stays till day’s end
In that place where the flower petals meet. |
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Monday, July 21, 2003 |
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Quite an interesting weekend, I must say. Went TGI Fridays for the first time, met some cool new people and saw a neighbour get stabbed with a hayfork too. Friday night was the first in a while I stayed home since the crew I usually go out with on Fridays decided better to stay home that night since we'd been out for the last few. Lack of funds and exams coming up and all. Finally got to see "40 Days and 40 Nights" -- was quite funny too. Again I fell asleep before the witching hour, something I've been doing alot lately. I couldn't even stay up to watch the extended version of "Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring" on Starz the previous night. Now that's a book I can read. Harry Potter?? BLEAH!!
Saturday night was great; a tad expensive, but great. TGI Friday's is real cool. I like the embience. (Did I spell that correctly??) NUTS HAD A FOAM PARTY!! Met a couple cool new people, most of whom passed through UWI at some time in their lives. Met a chiney boboshanti too. Would've been queer but I've seen one before. Discovered exactly what was Frank's attractiveness to his new "friend with benefits". That's the p.c. term I guess. NUTS HAD A FOAM PARTY!! The birthday thing that the waiters do is particularly embarrassing. Oh and I found a new toy in Foxy's. lol. It's a jukebox. Must've spent like $10 behind that alone. NUTS HAD A FOAM PARTY!! Reached Borde Narve almost 3am. Well worth it!!
Sunday afternoon I witnessed one of my neighbours being stabbed with a hayfork. Both were drunk apparently. Blasted coolie and dem, or as Shanna put it, "cuhlee". When the police and ambulance arrived, two rather burly policemen ran down the attacker. They were moving real fast though. They were actually running faster than I could. That just reversed any preconceptions I had of policemen. Dem bitches could run fast!! I remembered an incident in Form 5 in the cemetery when I was forced to run from one. It's a good thing he wasn't running after me, or else yuh know what they say about Indian in jail...
All in all: great food + great people + great entertainment = great weekend. |
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Tuesday, July 15, 2003 |
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I'll start with a joke for you:
One day at a busy airport, the passengers on a commercial airliner are seated, waiting for the cockpit crew to show up so they can get under way. The pilot and co-pilot finally appear in the rear of the plane, and begin walking up to the cockpit through the center aisle. Both appear to be blind. The pilot is using a white cane, bumping into passengers right and left as he stumbles down the aisle, and the co-pilot is using a guide dog. Both have their eyes covered with huge sunglasses. At first the passengers do not react; thinking that it must be some sort of practical joke. However, after a few minutes the engines start spooling up and the airplane starts moving down the runway. The passengers look at each other with some uneasiness, whispering among themselves and looking desperately to the stewardesses for reassurance. Then the airplane starts accelerating rapidly and people begin panicking. Some passengers are praying, and as the plane gets closer and closer to the end of the runway, the voices are becoming more and more hysterical. Finally, when the airplane has less than 20 feet of runway left, there is a sudden change in the pitch of the shouts as everyone screams at once, and at the very last moment the airplane lifts off and is airborne. Up in the cockpit, the co-pilot breathes a sigh of relief and turns to the Captain:
"You know, one of these days the they're going to scream too late, and we're gonna get killed!"
I'm feeling really bored lately. I have exams again starting next week. I hate this. Started teaching again yesterday. It's a little more difficult this time around because the kids have never done POA or POB in their lives. Their classes haven't started as yet so this is the first time they're seeing this stuff. They don't even have their texts so I have to teach them, actually teach them, from the board.
That's why I never condoned "extra lessons". It's a huge industry now. Thousands of children who are bright and have no need for extra lessons are taking them. It's sad, especially since many of them admit to taking lessons for "socialisation". Kids these days I tell you. I even heard that my nephew who's in Std 4 in Vistabella Pres. is being sent for lessons. Why? Cus everyone else in his class is taking lessons and it's really competitive now. So his mom says. He's 2nd in his class and getting 95%+, but it's really competitive!!
And lets not get started on the proprietors of these "extra lessons". I'm talking about the ones driving Mercedes' and BMWs. And the ones who own both!! It's a bad reflection on teachers when Std 2 and 3 children need "extra lessons". I'm mostly annoyed though at the paranoid parents who think that extra lessons are the be-all and end-all of academic success. I've never taken any sort of lessons, and look how good I turned out. LOL. Like that's some consolation... |
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Wednesday, July 09, 2003 |
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It's like everytime I log into my Blogger "New Post" page it changes. Weird. I'm really not sure of what's going on but I'm seriously considering changing my blogging tool to Movable Type or something else. Then again, I don't think I'd be able to move all my previous year's blogs to over there so indexing might be a bit of a problem.
I'm also trying to find a good javascript tutorial that I can understand. Like an online "Javascript for uber-Dummies" or "Javascript for Dumb and Dumberer". Some of the ones I'm seeing I'm really having hard time understanding. XHTML and CSS was easy enough, but this I think is giving me some insight into what programming is about and just how difficult it is. But I'll never give up!! Never!!
For the past two nights I've tried to watch some not-so-late shows on tv and I keep falling asleep right at the end and I don't know how they end up. I'm getting real lazy. I really need to get some more exercise. I'm getting up late too. That can't be good.
Check out Fark.com. |
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Monday, July 07, 2003 |
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| I've been looking at alot of online photography lately, in jealousy I might add. I don't have a digital camera, far less a computer or a credit card. Self-deprecation is good sometimes. LOL. I like photography. There are other things I have an eye for but don't practise it myself, like art or gardening. I still don't know when the hell I'm gonna start going to the gym. Enough self-deprecation for now. |
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Saturday, July 05, 2003 |
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I did the most terrible thing last night. I went to a "4th of July" celebration in Pier 1!! Oh and to add to that agony, i was one of the oldest people there. Since secondary school ended yesterday and the "summer" officially began for them, they decided to raid Pier 1 in droves. It was worse than Celebs on a Saturday evening. Thank god they didn't start playing the US National Anthem cus somebody woulda get blow-out last night. I was talking to this guy in a Trini chatroom yesterday who threatened to blow up Pier 1 cus they were having that party. I had to warn him to cool himself though cus you never know where the CIA is gonna turn up next, you know. lol.
I did see the coolest thing though. There were these four or five fellas who just had the crowd mesmirised with their ability to contort their bodies. I tell you you it was even more exciting than the pole-dancing in Nuts. They formed themselves into a circle and they were doing something which kinda looked like break-dancing but it wasn't. These two guys were pretending to play hakisack and passing the bag to each other back and forth. That was cool. The did have the ladies going wild though, I'll give them that. About the ladies, it should be made illegal to have girls so young dress the way they did. I tried my best to stay away from de "smallies". Then again, there were hardly any "biggies" to gape at. So smallies it was :-) Next Friday there's gonna be free Smirnoff Ice and XS all night long so I think I takin in that too, so I invite everyone to join me in the festivities.
I have a joke for university students:
A student comes to a young professor's office. She glances down the hall, closes his door, kneels pleadingly. "I would do *anything* to pass this exam." She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean..." she whispers, "...I would do...*anything*.
He returns her gaze. "Anything?"
"*Anything*."
His voice softens. "*Anything*??"
"*Anything*."
His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you...*study*?"
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Thursday, July 03, 2003 |
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It's been changed again? Shit! I guess Stefan was right about the new Blogger "edit post" page. It's basically the same thing with alot more blue. Hmmm......
Curried chicken, dhal and rice was the result of today's culinary experiment. I still haven't tasted it since I did have chinese for lunch. Then why the hell did I bother to cook? Oh yes, it's because my sister has this thing with me not cooking when I'm home even though there's lots yet to be comsumed in the refridgerator.
TSTT never ceases to amaze me you know. Still waiting for telephone service in my southern abode after FOUR years and counting now, this morning I tried getting a phone number for the TTFF. Now there are three numbers listed for them in this year's directory. Two of them are out of service while the third is a residential line. So I call for directory assistance and they give me two numbers -- one new -- and the new number is also out of service. So I call the Ministry of Sport and they give me another new number which is also out of service. So I call back directory assistance and a different person gives me yet another number to call which as you've probably guessed it, is out of service. So I get this brilliant idea to call the FIFA office at the Centre of Excellence and they give me two numbers: one I've gotten before and a new number which actually is a number for the TTFF. So after how many is that? six out of service numbers? I finally got a working line to the TTFF. My gorm, you would think that the only existing provider of telephone services in the country would know the number of one of their subscribers!!
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