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Ramdom sentences from here and there

This blog really had become just a cut and paste plagiarism zone….aahhh what the hell…my brain is on hibernation these day….here’s my stolen stuff for this week:

Depressed people think the only reality is their own depressed reality.

If you want to forget all your other troubles, wear too tight shoes.

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.

An angry man is again angry with himself when he returns to reason.

“We Learn . . .
10% of what we read
20% of what we hear
30% of what we see
50% of what we see and hear
70% of what we discuss
80% of what we experience
95% of what we teach others.”

Criticize me, and I may not like you.

Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.

Encourage me, and I will not forget you.

Pain is inevitable; suffering is optional.

I’m not normally a religious man, but if you’re up there, save me, Superman! ~~~ Homer Simpson

There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.

Prayer is when you talk to God; meditation is when you listen to God.

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don’t trust enough.

Our best successes often come after our greatest disappointments.

When a question is posed ceremoniously, the universe responds.

When there is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you.

Life keeps presenting us with a lesson until we learn it

Happiness for a reason is a form of misery because the reason can be taken away from you at any time. To be happy for no reason is the happiness you want to experience.

The new 7 wonders of Nature: Iran’s Mount Damavand and Kuwait’s Failaka Island

Good old mother nature (or daddy nature for the sake of not sounding sexist) is taking part in a beauty pageant and is asking you guys for your vote 🙂

Since the site has a scary “INFORMATION ON REPRODUCING AND COPYING THIS RANKING INFORMATION” clause I am refraining from putting my copy and paste talent to good use here and will just c ‘n p their url: http://www.new7wonders.com/nature/en/liveranking/#bottom

I wanted to blindly vote for Mount Damavand from Iran and Failaka from Kuwait, but apparently I have 7 votes in the following categories and  have to cast all my 7 votes at once 😦

new7wonders_-live-ranking-www_new7wonders_com_nature_en_liverankin

Mount Damavan’s current ranking is 8 in group C and Failaka’s current ranking is 21 in group B

BUT for both of them their status is currently pending!!

OSC Status: Pending
We have been approached for the formation of an Official Supporting Committee (OSC) for this nominee. However, the applicant does not fulfill all the New7Wonders of Nature requirements for an OSC formation. If YOU are an official administrator of a public entity or could enroll such a public entity, please fill out the OSC fax application and fax it to us.
WITHOUT AN OFFICIAL SUPPORTING COMMITTEE (OSC), A NOMINEE CANNOT PARTICIPATE IN THE NEXT STAGES OF THE NEW7WONDERS OF NATURE CAMPAIGN.

Who’s the official supporting committe in Iran and Kuwait? Please fill in the form so I can continue with my bias voting process…please

A World Without Chocolate?

Forget the trees, forget the climate change, and forget those poor penguin having to see their homes melt, if any of you gals still needed to be convinced to go green, here’s one for ya: IF YOU DON”T, THERE WOULD BE NO MORE CHOCOLATE.

Here’s an excerpt from an article from ABC:

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Scientists say that now it is chocolate’s sustainability that needs to be monitored. The Ghana-based Nature Conservation Research Center warns that chocolate may become as rare and expensive as caviar within 20 years.

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A number of factors, including climate change, are affecting the farming and production of cacao, or the cocoa plant.

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But for all you chocoholics, before you go and hoard all those candy bars, top chocolate companies like Mars and Cadbury are doing something about it.

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God bless Mars and Cadbury…I guess ww3 won’t be fought over water, power, oil, or land…it would be over this:

chocolate-fountain-strawberry

www.gifts.com

So my mom knows, a couple of friends know, some colleagues know as well; about time you know–I, Darya, have become too lazy to drive to a non-virtual mall and do my shopping…if I can find it online, I buy it online…

So, on my quest to further my sloth, I came across this site I kinda like (dunno if it’s popular or not, so if it is plz quit wondering which cave I was hiding in all my life)

The site: http://www.gifts.com

Why I like it: They suggest the products I would like based on a personality quiz 🙂

Snapshots of the site:

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The different profiles you can shop for

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The different profiles you can shop for

The different profiles you can shop for

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First question on the quiz

First question on the quiz

First question on the quiz

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Another question:

Another question

Another question

oh, oh, and here's another question

oh, oh, and here's another question

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The products suggested pour moi: The Natural Woman

The products recommended for moi

The products recommended for moi

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I went back and changed my answer to this question

fireshot-capture-6-gift-finder_-the-personality-profiler-from-gifts_com-www_gifts_com_finder

This time I chose reading

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and these are the products suggested this time:

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So now everyone knows what to get me 🙂

Happy shopping

The Monkey Experiment: The Habit Virus

Dunno why my energy level has taken a steep dive into a never-ending abyss…I try to avoid the ‘term’ hate’ but honestly there’s no better word I can use here, but this year I simply HATE winter. I miss that scotching big yellow ball in Kuwait’s skies. I haven’t been bathed by its rays in over 2 months!!! I so want Kuwait’s sun back.

Anyhoo, until my source of energy comes out of hiding from behind these cold clouds, I will continue to plagiarize and only copy and paste stuff off the net for my posts…here’s a story that says a lot about _____________________ (fill in the blank).

The Habit Virus

Source: ‘The NLP Pocketbook’ by Gillian Burn

PS. Click on the picture if you are having problems reading the small, blurry, eye straining font.

UPDATE: I found a text version of the Monkey Story:

In a research study, five monkeys were placed in a cage with a ladder leading to a bunch of ripe bananas. One monkey headed towards the bananas, but hidden at the top of the ladder was a water spray which showered water over the monkey. So it abandoned the attempt. Another monkey tried; it too was sprayed with water. Each monkey in turn tried, but each was doused and eventually gave up. The researchers turned off the water spray and removed one monkey from the cage, replacing it with a new one. The new monkey saw the bananas and immediately tried to climb the ladder. However, to its horror, the other monkeys leapt up and stopped it.

Over time the researchers removed and replaced all the original monkeys. Every time a newcomer approached the ladder the other monkeys stopped it from climbing up. None of the remaining monkeys had ever been sprayed, but still no monkey approached the ladder to reach the bananas. As far as they knew that was the way it had always been done, and so the habit was formed.


UPDATE 2: Another post with a video of the monkey experiment: http://blog.stsaint.com/philosophy/2010/05/5-monkeys-experiment/

Would think of a title later…

*checks date of last post*

*eyes pops out*

*scratches head*

*wonders how could 4 weeks pass by without her noticing it!!!*

*apologizes to the blogosphere world for being out of touch it for so long*

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Well, I got so much to talk about…but later…in the meantime enjoy some of stuff that have made me smile lately:

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While driving on the highway, my son noticed a child in the window of a car in the next lane, holding up a handwritten sign that read “Help.”

A few minutes later, the car passed him and he again glanced at it. The little boy held up the same sign and this time followed it with another, which read “My mother is singing!”

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We’d just moved to Halifax, and I was working nights in a call center. Parent-teacher interviews were coming up, and my daughter Bethany, who was in Grade 2, took it upon herself to explain to her teacher why I couldn’t be there.

“My mommy can’t come tonight,” Bethany said, “because she works nights, She’s a call girl.”

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It seemed that all our appliances had broken in the same week, and repairs were straining our budget. So when I picked up the kids from school and our Explorer started making rattling sounds, I decided that rather than burden my husband, I’d deal with it. I hadn’t reckoned on my little tattletales, however. They rushed into the house with the news: “Daddy, the Explorer was breaking down, but Mom made the noise stop!”

Impressed, my husband asked, “How did you fix it?”

“I turned up the volume on the radio,” I confessed.

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When you go to work if your name is on the building, you’re rich. If your name is on your desk, you’re middle-class. If your name is on your shirt, you’re poor.

A tourist was admiring the necklace worn by a local native.

“What is it made of?” she asked.

“Alligator’s teeth,” the native replied.

“I suppose,” she said patronizingly, “that they mean as much to you as pearls do to us.”

“Oh no,” he objected. “Anybody can open an oyster.”

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I began thinking about my own mortality after I became a widow. One day my daughter called home from college, and I announced to her, “I think it’s time for us to talk about where I would like to be buried.”

“It’s way too soon to even think of anything like that,” she snapped indignantly. Then there was a brief silence. “Wait a minute, did you say married or buried?”

When I repeated buried, she said, “Oh, okay, sure.”

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We took the family to one of those restaurants where the walls are plastered with movie memorabilia. I went off to see the hostess about reserving a table. When I returned, I found my 10- year-old granddaughter staring at a poster of Superman standing in a phone booth. She looked puzzled. “She doesn’t know who Superman is?” I asked my husband.

“Worse,” he replied. “She doesn’t know what a phone booth is.”

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Out bicycling one day with my nine-year-old granddaughter, Jacqueline, I got a little wistful. “In ten years,” I said, “you’ll want to be with your friends and you won’t go walking, biking, and swimming with me like you do now.”

Jacqueline shrugged. “In ten years you’ll be too old to do all those things anyway.”

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Halfway through a romantic dinner, my husband smiled and said, “You look so beautiful under these lights.” I was falling in love all over again when he added, “We gotta get some of these lights.”

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“An ignorant person is one who doesn’t know what you have just found out.”

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A young couple moves into a new neighborhood. The next morning, while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hang the wash outside.

That laundry is not very clean, she said, she doesn’t know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better laundry soap.

Her husband looked on, but remained silent. Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry, the young woman would make the same comments.

About one month later, the woman was surprised to see a nice clean wash on the line and said to her husband: “Look! She has learned how to wash correctly. I wonder who taught her this.”

The husband said: “I got up early this morning and cleaned our windows!”

And so it is with life: “What we see when watching others depends on the purity of the window through which we look. Before we give any criticism, it might be a good idea to check our state of mind and ask ourselves if we are ready to see the good rather than to be looking for something in the person we are about to judge. “

A snapshot of my diary

10:00 am: ran into an old friend

10:01 am: exchanged some friendly exchanges

10:20 am: friend still hadn’t ran out of imbecilic topics

10:30 am: kept looking at my watch to signal to friend to end the torture

10:50 am: friend was too daft to pick up my body language

11:30 am: felt a headache coming on coz of the boring conversation

12: 10 pm: friend got a phone call

12: 10:10 sec pm: I stole the chance and said good bye while he was on the phone

2:00 pm: came home; had a HUGE headache

2:01 pm: wondered why I always get a headache whenever I have a boring conversation

2:02 pm: watched a bit of CNN to see if the bailout would go through

2:03 pm: chuckled at the way McCain walks

2:20 pm: headache was getting slightly better

2:21 pm: thought of getting the patent of a novel way of getting rid of headaches: Watch McCain

2:30 pm: took a short nap

5:00 am: got up

5: 01 am: wonders why the house was so quiet

5:02 am: looked at the time

5:02 am: looked at the date

5:02 am: rubbed eyes to make sure I saw the date properly

5:02 am: realized I slept for about 15 hours

5:02 am: tried to remember if I have actually broken any sort of record for longest sleep

5:10 am: turned CNN on

5:15 am: nope no deal yet on bailout

5:16 am: looked out the window

5:30 am: left the house to go for a walk

5:31 am: a light sweet breeze greeted me as I left the elevator

5:31 am: all smiles

5:35 am: got to the beach; loved the weather, the smell, the sound of the waves

6:50 am: got home

7:15 am: checked email and watched abc news…love multi tasking

7:30 am: read an email from a friend congratulating me on becoming a mother

7:32: am: pondered WTH gave her the idea that I am the mother of a five year old now

7:35 am: realized she must have thought an email I forwarded on ‘70 reasons why I love being a mom’ was written by me

7:36 am: rolled my eyes. Thought: We correspond at least twice a month, if I had become a mom I think I would have somehow remembered to tell her in one of my emails

7:37 am: Thought: I should really try to find more intelligent friends

7:38 am: decided today I would just linger around and have loads of Me Time

7:39 am: Went surfing (the net kind not the wave)

8:00 am: Read this article: 12 Weirdest Things Ever Insured

8:01 am: Dropped jaw after reading this: 67 year old singer, Tom Jones, has reportedly insured his own chest hair for something in the region of $7 million.

chest hair worth $7 million

chest hair worth $7 million

8:01 am: Thought maybe I should look into insuring my brain drying out as a result of taking to idiots

9:10 am: Read this article: Eye-Fi Gives any Camera Wi-Fi and Geo-Location!

9:11 am: Thought, oh, oh, I really gotta get one of these

10:19 am: Thought there are loads of weird sites like this one: HARD TO SAY. Why would anyone want to send an anonymous note to someone?!!!

10:25 am: Thought of at least 15 different anonymous notes I would like to send people

12:01 pm: Checked Iman Maleki’s gallery to see if new paintings have been added. Yes, and I LOVE this one:

Iman Maleki's "Old Album

Iman Maleki's Old Album

4:00 pm: Stumbled on a great site for booking flights: Boarding Pass

4:15 pm: Added a great game to play on Facebook: Guess the Sketch

6:00 pm: Sent this article to all those kill joys who tell me to stop living on chocolate: 6.7 grams of dark chocolate cut heart risk

7:00 pm: smiled at this cool optical illusion: Fairy and Leprechaun

9:00 pm: decided to go shopping for some vertical stripped dresses after reading: Scientist explodes myth about Big Bum Theory and the wrong type of stripes

notta optical illusion

notta optical illusion

9:10 pm: Played some point-and-click games. http://www.pointnclickgames.com/

10:00 pm: Cheated Read the walk through for a couple of the games

5:30 am: Finished watching till chapter 5 of A New Earth webcast – OprahEckhart.com on YOU TUBE

5:31 am: went for another morning walk.

5:40 am: Added ‘early morning smell’ to my list of favorite smells

6:50 am: went to bed

10:15 am: wrote this schedule

11: 35 am: published this post

12:00 pm: will go blog hoping

me bored…so i’m clipping away…

My mission last week was to create more hours in my day…

Well mission accomplished

I managed to add about 3 hours…

How?

By unsubscribing to almost 60 RSS feeds

Yep…my google reader is cluster free now….well almost…i still spend 2 hours a day on the big WWW…
I ‘ll get help soon…

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So here are a couple of articles/news/videos that broaden my horizons recently:

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1. THE GIRL WHO COLLAPSES EVERY TIME SHE LAUGHS

SHE looks like any other student with her life ahead of her – happy, relaxed and without a care

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when laughter is NOT the best medicine 😀

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But 20-year-old Kay Underwood could be paralysed if she gets a fit of the giggles.
The pretty architecture student, from Barrow upon Soar, Leicestershire, has cataplexy, which is a sudden weakening of the muscles brought on by strong emotions.

In Miss Underwood’s case, laughter is the cause, but other known triggers are excitement, anger and, in at least one bizarre case, smugness.

On one day alone, the University of Lincoln student collapsed some 40 times before she lost count.

Continue reading the story here

My reaction: I had a friend in primary school who used to pee whenever she laughed…i wonder if she had cataplexy….hmmmmmm?

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2. Chinese restaurant takes the cake for naming error

Hahahaha…a restaurant in China used an online translator and the ended up with this as the name of their restaurant:

My reaction: I should show this to my students who insist on using online translators 😀 😀

Full story here

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3. Top 15 Amazing Coincidences

Here are my fav one:

Revenge Killing

In 1883, Henry Ziegland broke off a relationship with his girlfriend who, out of distress, committed suicide. The girl’s enraged brother hunted down Ziegland and shot him. Believing he had killed Ziegland, the brother then took his own life. In fact, however, Ziegland had not been killed. The bullet had only grazed his face, lodging into a tree. It was a narrow escape. Years later, Ziegland decided to cut down the same tree, which still had the bullet in it. The huge tree seemed so formidable that he decided to blow it up with dynamite. The explosion propelled the bullet into Ziegland’s head, killing him.

LINK to article HERE

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4. Pizza Ghormeh sabzi

OMG…what genius…someone put my two favorite dishes together…pizza and ghormeh sabzi (or as they say here in Kuwait..shaabzi)…and he won 3rd place in a pizza competition

MY REACTION: I wonder if i cud get Dominos Pizza to make this…hmmmm