everything’s random. . .

Got this while I was browsing the net…not that I intend to find this certain topic, just felt like posting that’s all. By the way, it was porn.

DON’T know what to believe?  Urban myths spread like wildfire - at the bar, via e-mail, even in local newspapers and on TV news reports.  Here are some way to spot one, according to journalist and creator of the Urban Myth board game, Scott Magnish:

- Your brother-in-law’s flatmate’s friend: myths are never first-hand and almost always many times removed.

- Semi-anonymous attribution: if the suspected myth is in the news, quotes are almost untraceable, as no proper names are given. (e.g. "police spokesperson" is quoted, not indicating who’s that "spokesperson"  the news is referring to.)

- Too good to be true: "If you think about the story, you can poke a couple of holes in it yourself"-Magnish.

- The truth is on the Internet: c’mon guys, I think I made my point quite clear…everything’s on the Internet. Including porn.

THIS justification for vivsection is often used by small boys, but - horrifically - it’s untrue.  An earthworm’s wital organs are found above the saddle on its back, so chop too far up and you’ll kill it.  Chop lower and you’re simply cutting off its tail.  The new-worm myth probbably persists bacause muscle spasms can keep an amputated tail twitching for hours. the truncated worm will usually regrow its tail, though, sa as childhood hobbies go, worm slicing is at least preferable to pouring boiling water on ants.

And here we go again
With all the things you said
And not a minute spent
To think that we’d regret
So we just take it back,
These words and hold our breath
Forget the things we swore we meant

I’ll write you just to let you know that I’m alright
Can’t say I’m sad to see you go
Cause I’m not. (No I’m not) Well, I’m not.

And here we go again
With all the things we did
And now I’m wondering
Just who would I have been
To be the one attached
At all time to your hip?
Forget the things we swore we meant.

I’ll write you just to let you know that I’m alright
Can’t say I’m sad to see you go
Cause I’m not, no I’m not.
Well, I’m not. (No, I’m not, no I’m not).

I’ll write you to let you know that I’m alright
Can’t say I’m sad to see you go
Cause I’m not (no, I’m not)
Well, I’m not (no, I’m not)
I’m not, I’m not.

And here we go again
With all the things you said
And not a minute spent
To think that we’d regret
So we just take it back (11x)

The connection between sunlight, vitamin D and cancer is growing stronger.  And getting the right amount of D is key: Scientists in Norway, Sweden, and Finland analysed blood samples of 622 men with prostate cancer and 1451 cancer-free men.  Those with the lowest amounts of vitamin D were 50 per cent more likely to develop prostate cancer than those with an average amount.  Yet men with the highest levels of D had a 70 per cent higher risk.

The body makes vitamin D when skin is exposed to sunlight.  Getting enough D can be as easy as exposing your face and forearms for 10 to 20 minutes in the noonday sun, but of course this would probably not apply here in our country since noontime heat is one bad case of a sunburn, now try exposing your face with that ass wipe.  You can also get D from milk and cold-water fish like salmon (maybe a much more non sweaty option).  A safe target is 600-800 IUs a day.  And until we know more about the relationship between too much D and cancer, you may want to avoid D supplements.

EXISTENTIALISM is a philosophical movement which emphasizes on individual existence, freedom, and choice. There are several philosophical positions all related to existential philosophy but the main identifiable common proposition, is that existence precedes essence. By this, existentialism states that man exists and in that existence man defines himself and the world in his own subjectivity, and wanders between choice, freedom, and existential angst. To put this simply, existentialism is a battle between you and the forces surrounding and affecting you…the simplest of all questions…where do we go from here? am I free? does my decisions lead me to what am I now and to who have I become? never ending. or is it as complex as choice itself?. Yes, choice…a mere yes or no could affect the road that you have taken. Do we simply believe that luck has played a part on our daily lives or do we stick to the infamous line that you are responsible for your own actions…it’s just a matter of choice really.

next post! yatta!

I had a small friend,
Who had a fat friend
Who had a big friend
Who gave birth to many friends
With our flashlights to the sky
We waited for them to land.

Super rad!

and honestly i really could fall for you right now… it’s been eight long months and I’ve been keeping all those messages in my thoughts, and these thoughts flying from nowhere… a wishful thinking that somehow…even for the slightest possibility that you could feel at the very least…the same way as i do. and I’m not suppose to act or think of anything beyond this reason but how could i not think of anything other than our endless laughter because every second…every minute of the passing days you of all people have certainly swept me away. please…don’t let this feeling end.

Well, I’ll wait till you listen
I won’t say a word
To follow your instincts
Just never worked for me
Oh, you’re silent but strong, (yeah, I’m playing that card)
And you’re noticing nothing again

I know you know
I know you know…you know, you know, you know…

Table tennis - also known as ping pong, is a sport in which two or four players hit a lightweight, hollow ball back and forth to each other with rackets (also known as ‘bats’ or ‘paddles’). The game takes place on a hard table divided by a net. Players must allow a ball played towards them only one bounce on their side of the table and must return it so that it bounces on the opposite side. Points are scored when a player fails to return the ball within the rules. Play is fast and demands quick reactions. A skilled player can impart several varieties of spin to the ball, altering its trajectory and limiting an opponent’s options to great advantage.

And now that the formal definition of the sport have been made, I would like to show you japan’s own definition of ping pong. As to some would say, this perhaps is the most boring game mankind has ever invented…ever! but maybe you should get second opinions as to how the game should be well appreciated you damn morons…one must have quick reflexes and reactions, not to mention having a very good hand-eye coordination. Well, with no further adieu, i would like to present to you a sample game of ping pong. enjoy. no wait…