It appears that I mostly post videos of fireworks. This is what happened when I decided to celebrate my 25th birthday by setting off a bunch of fireworks. It drizzled all night, but we wouldn't be deterred!
We started the night with some easy ones - thunderclaps and dragon eggs. We managed to get off some trilogies. Couldn't do a 4some because there weren't enough lighters. Or players. Turns out my friends are scared of loud noises. I know.
After we got tired of waiting for the drizzles to stop, we brought out the 3 big boys: the KLCC boom booms. The first was easy - it's like a tube so you just set it on the floor, light it, and get 50m away (That's what the instructions said. For serious.) That was awesome but my cameraman was crap.
Then came the second - a big rocket-like thing that needs a firmly attached stick to hold it steady. We didn't have one so we settled for a not-so-firmly attached stick. Bad idea. It set off and went horizontal - right into the tree. A KLCC boom boom went off in my backyard. Literally, in. Fucking awesome. I will remember that sight for as long as I can. The following is the video that Kuntum took unsuccessfully. Pretty fucking funny la if you ask me.
Needless to say, we didn't try the third one.
I wonder how my life would have turned out if I weren't so "strong" and so "capable". Maybe I wouldn't be tossed aside because "I'll be okay. I'm so strong. I can take care of myself." Maybe the people who I need to take care of me wouldn't have left me. Maybe I wouldn't be such a bitch or escape so much because every night I have to drown out the hurt. Maybe my life would've been so much easier.
Well hello. It's been a while. I suppose because I've been so busy doing other things like working on my house, working, being in Syria and not having internet at home. On the bright side, my house is totally on time! Unfortunately it's costing me super a lot more than I thought it would.
I've been wanting to write this entry for a while but I've only just gotten to it, so here it is. I'm pretty sure a lot of people I know wonder why it is I complain so much and why I seem to take so much pleasure in it. I guess it's because my reasoning is like this:
1) If someone doesn't know they're doing something wrong, they can't fix the problem.
2) If I tell someone they're doing something they're not supposed to, it gives them a chance to fix it.
Well that was basically one reason.
Anyway, that's why I take it upon myself to complain to companies when they've done something they're not supposed to. I do it so that others don't have to. It's totally a public service.
To be honest, I don't enjoy it. I hate getting stressed out and not letting it go because I have to follow up on it.
Sigh.
The whoren and I got uber-intellectual last night over at hapsap's place while she was packing. The question of the night was, "How many continents are there?" because someone asked me once, and I said 7, and then I couldn't name them.
So get this: it doesn't matter if you answer 5, 6 or 7. You're WRONG! (or right...). According to various sources, the answer to the question of the night could be 5, 6 or 7 depending on what you work as and where you are. For serious. From About.com: Seven Continents:
By most standards, there are a seven continents - Africa, Antarctica, Asia, Australia, Europe, North America, and South America. Most students in the United States are taught that there are seven continents.
In Europe and other parts of the world, many students are taught of six continents, where North and South America are combined to form a single continent of America. Thus, these six continents are Africa, America, Antarctica, Asia, Australia, and Europe.
I'm not absolutely sure how "most students in the United States" count as "most standards" while the rest of the world are counted as less than "most standards", but there you go. I'm also not absolutely sure why North and South America are classified as different continents, seeing as how a continent is defined as a large landmass (
Wikipedia) or a continuous tract or extent, as of land (Source:
Dictionary.com). A quick check on Google Maps (pay attention, whoren) shows that North and South America are indeed connected by a little strip of land known as Panama.
But that's not the end of the story, oh no. You're probably thinking, "Well, if a continent is a land mass separated from other land masses, then Europe and Asia should also be classified as 1 continent because they are part of the same land mass". You'd be right. Apparently Russia, Eastern Europe and Japan, which are more "geographic-centric" (whatever that means) teach the 6 continent model where Eurasia are 1 continent while North and South America are separate (Source:
Wikipedia).
Blows your mind, doesn't it?
Points to ponder:
- If Australia is the world's biggest continent, why isn't Greenland (the world's biggest island) a continent too?
- If Antartica is a continent, then what about the North Pole? We looked this one up but that'll be an update for another time.
- Who the hell came up with this shit?
And then I forgot it. That's what happens when you're internet-less for almost a month. Seriously. My Nokia E71 has been at the shop for 3 weeks, my internet at home has been cancelled to save money, and work has banned almost everything via internet filter. It's crazy. I feel so out of touch. I'm doing this from my client's office.
It's like, the other day everyone was talking about how Kanye sucks and I was like, what? What happened? If I had access to Twitter, I would've been like, "Pfft, that's so 20 minutes ago guys, come on". But no.
Hari Raya is 1.5 days away, today is Friday and the next 4 days are holidays. How super awesome is that? I'm counting down the hours till I get to home. 3.5 hours, FYI.
Oh, also, I will update my prizes won blog entry to include the 1.5 iPod Shuffles that I won in a work contest and the other stuff that I've won lately.
Another blog entry will come up if I can figure out something more meaningful to write about. In the meantime, this is it, so enjoy it, bitchez.
