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Monday, Apr 18, 2011 11:10PM / Members only
Inspiration is a funny thing. Sometimes it pops up at the most unlikely of times and you have to quickly scribble down on a napkin in case you forget (note: this has never happened to me). Other times you wait around, hoping to be hit with it. But it never comes.
Like now...
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Monday, Apr 18, 2011 11:06PM / Members only
Illness. What a pain in the arse! Why do people need to get ill? Why can't we just all be healthy?
Recently, someone told me that people on average become ill only once or twice in a year.
Sucks for me.
Haven't been able to speak freely for almost a week now. Singing is completely out of the question.
Sucks for me.
I wake up in the middle of the night heaving my lungs out. My roommate sleep soundly which is good, but I can't sleep.
Sucks for me.
Now the only way I can really communicate is via text.
Sucks for me.
At least I still have my health... no wait... I don't.
Sucks for me...
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Tuesday, Feb 22, 2011 1:19PM / Members only
"Have not can be shortened to Haven't."
This was one of my first memories of learning English.
Fast forward nearly twenty years and I find myself still coming to terms with the nooks and crannies of the language.
The main problem that I come across is the deviations in the types of English that is around. You have your American English, the Queen's English, Chav English, Ghetto English, just to name a few.
How does one adjust?
With great difficulty is what I have found.
My trip back to the UK reintroduced me to the plethora of chav slang out there and I would like to take some time to introduce a few of my favourites:
Wah gwan - Basically means hello, how you doing, etc... Apparently has Jamaican roots but I dunno.
Link - hook up, get with
Loops - crazy, mentally unstable
Bare - a lot, much, excessive
Allow - let it go, forgot
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Tuesday, Feb 22, 2011 12:49PM / Members only
My first memory of snow in Beijing was from the winter of 2009. I had just come back from my graduation ceremony at Imperial College and was meeting up with some friends. My friend took us to Glens, this awesome bar in Sanlitun which was a myth to me before. Having spent a glorious time time, we decided to move this party to Nanjie (also legendary).
Upon opening the door to the outside world, we were hit with a breeze unlike any other that I had experience before. The chilling slap woke me instantly from any inebriation that I was under. However, almost instantly, the alcologic kicked in again.
The snow triggered a range of emotions, from euphoria to nostalgia, from ethanisms to nausea. I do not know what it is about the lush (lol, am in Lush at the moment) white powder keg that makes people revert back to their infancy. Needless to say, snowballs were thrown, feelings were hurt, prized umbrella were destroy. Long story short, it was a riot.
This year, things were slightly different. Beijing weather is a cruel mistress and she decided that she would become frigid but prevent the formation of snow particles. When I returned to the Empire, I came to learn that I had just missed a period of white goodness. What resulted was a month of torrential downpour which was then reflected in my mood.
Upon my return to the land of the not-so-free, I found myself surrounded by a coat of not-so-pure, kinda depressing snow. The worst thing imaginable had happened: I had managed to miss the feathery white goodness in both countries and now was subject to more of the not-so-Raven cold.
But all stories have a happy ending and mine is no different. A couple of days after I arrived, Mother Nature decided to pity me and send me her last batch of snow for this season and I reveled in all its glory.
Recommended Listening:
Pieces feat. Plan B - Chase and Status
NB - Maybe I shouldn't use so many conjugated adjectives next time.
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Tuesday, Feb 22, 2011 12:48PM / Members only
My first memory of snow in Beijing was from the winter of 2009. I had just come back from my graduation ceremony at Imperial College and was meeting up with some friends. My friend took us to Glens, this awesome bar in Sanlitun which was a myth to me before. Having spent a glorious time time, we decided to move this party to Nanjie (also legendary).
Upon opening the door to the outside world, we were hit with a breeze unlike any other that I had experience before. The chilling slap woke me instantly from any inebriation that I was under. However, almost instantly, the alcologic kicked in again.
The snow triggered a range of emotions, from euphoria to nostalgia, from ethanisms to nausea. I do not know what it is about the lush (lol, am in Lush at the moment) white powder keg that makes people revert back to their infancy. Needless to say, snowballs were thrown, feelings were hurt, prized umbrella were destroy. Long story short, it was a riot.
This year, things were slightly different. Beijing weather is a cruel mistress and she decided that she would become frigid but prevent the formation of snow particles. When I returned to the Empire, I came to learn that I had just missed a period of white goodness. What resulted was a month of torrential downpour which was then reflected in my mood.
Upon my return to the land of the not-so-free, I found myself surrounded by a coat of not-so-pure, kinda depressing snow. The worst thing imaginable had happened: I had managed to miss the feathery white goodness in both countries and now was subject to more of the not-so-Raven cold.
But all stories have a happy ending and mine is no different. A couple of days after I arrived, Mother Nature decided to pity me and send me her last batch of snow for this season and I reveled in all its glory.
Recommended Listening:
Pieces feat. Plan B - Chase and Status
NB - Maybe I shouldn't use so many conjugated adjectives next time.
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