A school has banned its pupils from sending cards on Valentine’s Day, saying the youngsters are not mature enough for romance, a newspaper reported on Thursday.
Ashcombe Primary School — which teaches students aged four to 11 — has threatened to confiscate any cards found on the premises in Somerset, said the Times.
Posting on my blog has been sparodic lately. I think that it stems mainly from the last few months being a time when I’m in a bit of a flux and don’t really know what to write about. In the larger scope of things, its partly because I’m working on getting my life to move in a new direction and suddenly, things I once wrote about and cared about just don’t seem appropriate or relevant any more. So I’m working on resetting my blog’s direction. For now, this blog will be focusing mainly on Project 52 and on my goal for training up to do the Bike Asia race solo this year and the next. Until June, I will be trying to hold off on writing about certain issues in my life because I’m not comfortable enough to do it yet and also because they might affect certain areas of my life negatively. These issues are definitely things I want to write about and advocate for but only when I am ready. Until then, I’ll just try not to bore everyone into a coma and take better photos.
On a side note, Happy Chinese New Year to all the people who do celebrate it. If you don’t celebrate this holiday, enjoy the looooong weekend and say a prayer to the universe or your deity of choice for the poor souls who are currently being tortured by “When are you getting married/having kids/getting a significant other” questions from nosy relatives. =)
The perfect end to the whole week. After a ride in the morning, lying by the pool, watching the sky get dim, talking about everything and just being together. The calm before the storm.
Taken with my Lumix point and shoot on its regular mode.
If you let me, I’d probably have just stayed in bed until such time as someone calls me up to head out. I am that sleepy/lazy/achy. My room is a holy mess I don’t currently want to contend with because 1. my mom asked me to in a way I didn’t appreciate. 2. someone has gone and rearranged my drawers and I am too demoralized and lack the willpower needed to re-exert my control over them. 3. My room is a holy f**king mess and I don’t have the excess will needed to re-exert my control over it. Oh right, I mentioned that before.
But anyway…
I need to put up shelves above my desk for all the books currently sitting on my desk to go to. Then I need to rush through my assignments for school. And try not to lose my head. I’d say mess begets mess. I let my room slide into a mess and it starts to get to my mind and I slide further down the slope of letting the mess continue and into this state of ennui that makes me feel like a lifeless lump of something. Don’t knock me for being overly controlling about my life, this is what happens when I don’t stick to a rigid structure.
Anyway, enough grumpy. I want to show you this video I found on youtube. Dash Berlin first turned up on my radar while listing to one of the A State of Trance podcasts. I heard Man on the Run and liked it, went to youtube Dash Berlin and found this awesome track:
The Universe is neither benevolent nor malevolent. It merely seeks to take you along in the path it has carved out for you. Everything the Universe takes you through has a reason. There are no coincidences, no accidents, at some point in life, the Universe’s actions will be explained to you. Until then, all you can do is to just go along with it and wait even if it means being exposed to pain, suffering and assholes.
Chloe’s back in action! This here, is Michelle. I got to know her at Rockmasters four years ago and we’ve been good friends ever since. She’s hyper and crazy which is why we’re such good friends, not to mention, she’s awesome as well. She’ll kick my sorry butt in just about anything any day. I don’t normally like to do posed photos but Mich makes a terrific subject because there is no way in hell she can ever look stilted or posed on camera.
Know why I laugh at every single goddamned thing in my life? Because half the time, shit that happens is so fucking pathetic, if I didn’t laugh, I’d cry and I’d never stop crying. So I laugh. Because laughter is better for your health and quality of life than crying. Because when you feel like you simply cannot get out of bed, laughing at it makes it a smaller thing and it becomes a joke. And there is no way in hell a joke can possibly fell you to the point where you wish you could curl up, shrivel up and die.
So I laugh. Because laughter takes the power you have to hurt me away from you and you become but a trival, insignificant piece of cosmic rubbish that floated through my life by sheer accident and you do not matter.
I’ll be the first to admit, I’ve been a walking crankfest lately and its beginning to get annoying. Actually, its annoying. Period. And karmically bad. I know I’ve been trying to process a lot of frustration where school, family, work, relationships and my past in a relatively short time. It’s many years of damage, especially where my past is concerned, piled up and ignored and now I’m paying the price because I have to work through them to move on with my life. Also there’s work where I’m realising none of what I visualised is happening now and I have to keep changing, keep adapting to things which in turns leads to people deciding that I’m flaky and undriven. I have plenty of drive, thank you, its merely that when life throws an obstacle your way, you can decide to hang around, frown and demand that your old way be followed or you can immediately change your battle plan, adapt and attack it some more. I prefer to be active.
But anyway,what makes me happy. I love finding happy and even after everything, I’m glad to say, my child-like imagination and happy-finder is still very much alive and kicking:
1. Riding always makes me happy. Zipping through the roads or slowly trundling through the forest, getting mucky and muddy, feeling the adrenaline rush gives me a kick like nobody’s business.
2. Watching movies and shows. Amelie tops my list of happy inducing movies. Which coincidentally, is why I named my Blackberry Amelie. Also, any Audrey Hepburn film is happy making. Current shows include Big Bang Theory and Sex and the City.
3. Making up truly weird and twisted stuff for my own (and maybe selected friends’) viewing pleasure. Even better when we work together on stuff like that.
4. Reading cookbooks. A good cookbook tells a story and lets you escape into someone else’ world where your life doesn’t really matter for that little bit. Trying the recipes just make it even better.
Amid all my anger and stuff, I remembered this song. It took me back to a time when I thought gender and everything that came with it was a bad joke from some pissed off god who hated the human race. Thankfully, I’ve moved on from that time with the help of a great therapist. It reminds me that with time, I can move on and tackle all the bad issues in my life.
Listen to the lyrics, I swear to god, Rufus Wainwright is a poet. The lyrics are fucking awesome and make so much sense as a story.
I’ve noticed that my second post for Project 52 somehow isn’t loading for the image. I’m trying to fix that right now but it involves some voodoo of loading software and transferring pictures from Amelie, my blackberry, to Nikita, my new laptop.
Oh and I have a new laptop. Her name is Nikita. I think it’s suitable because if ever a laptop looked like an assassin, Nikita does.
February 12, 2010 
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