"I have been informed by my department that more than 30,000 people have died in Kashmir," Tariq Mahmmod, communications minister for the Himalayan region, told The Associated Press.
Let us pray for the victims in Pakistan, and dedicate our merits to them. Some may think, "What's the use of praying when you are not actually there to help the survivors?" A valid point, but who is gonna help those that didn't survive?
Give them a moment of silence, please.
P.S. I give the religious extremists one week to declare the earthquake as 'God's wrath' to punish the people, just like what some claimed Hurricane Katrina to be.
10 October 2005
09 October 2005
Quote from the News
"We pulled out one man by cutting off his legs."
-Rehmatullah, a survivor of the 7.6 magnitude earthquake in Pakistan. He was detailing one of his rescue activities.
-Rehmatullah, a survivor of the 7.6 magnitude earthquake in Pakistan. He was detailing one of his rescue activities.
08 October 2005
Sorry for the Inconvenience
I've been getting many comment spams lately, so I had to turn on Word Verification.
Comment spams are comments that look like legit comments but then in the end they add a link to some commercial website. Why? So that the company's page ranking will be higher in Google. It's part of a Search Engine Optimization Strategy, and it's an absolutely horrendous trick.
Therefore, anyone who wishes to post comments must first enter a word shown in an image. It's an extra inconvenient step, but it helps me filter out most spam bots because computers are too dumb to read from certain images yet.
If you want to skip all that hassle, just leave a message on my Tag Board to your right :)
Comment spams are comments that look like legit comments but then in the end they add a link to some commercial website. Why? So that the company's page ranking will be higher in Google. It's part of a Search Engine Optimization Strategy, and it's an absolutely horrendous trick.
Therefore, anyone who wishes to post comments must first enter a word shown in an image. It's an extra inconvenient step, but it helps me filter out most spam bots because computers are too dumb to read from certain images yet.
If you want to skip all that hassle, just leave a message on my Tag Board to your right :)
Ding Dong, The Witch is Dead
I've mentioned in an old post that of all the blocks in my hostel, it is only my block that does not have a DIY washing machine. It was because there was already a dobi/laundromat at the back of my block, so it kinda constituted unfair competition.
But yesterday I noticed that a washer and a dryer has been installed on our ground floor. And just now the guard on duty confirmed my suspicions - the dobi has closed down.
I was delighted as I did not have to carry my dirty underwear across to the next block anymore. I only felt a small twinge of pity for the dobi because they were never really good to start with. I only went there once when I was a new student, and regretted my visit. It was not cheap, and their service wasn't that good. True enough, my clothes did not come back smelling like detergent, they smelt like it was only washed with water!
Obviously, the introduction of the washing machines last semester spelt death for the dobi. All hail the coin-operated washers!
But yesterday I noticed that a washer and a dryer has been installed on our ground floor. And just now the guard on duty confirmed my suspicions - the dobi has closed down.
I was delighted as I did not have to carry my dirty underwear across to the next block anymore. I only felt a small twinge of pity for the dobi because they were never really good to start with. I only went there once when I was a new student, and regretted my visit. It was not cheap, and their service wasn't that good. True enough, my clothes did not come back smelling like detergent, they smelt like it was only washed with water!
Obviously, the introduction of the washing machines last semester spelt death for the dobi. All hail the coin-operated washers!
07 October 2005
Quote of Yesterday
"Stop me, please, stop me. Anything you don't see, just stop me."
- Mr. Yap, the intelligent lecturer who appreciates eyes and teaches very, very important things.
- Mr. Yap, the intelligent lecturer who appreciates eyes and teaches very, very important things.
06 October 2005
Quote of This Day
"Your eyes is a good organ in your body, it shows a lot of things."
- Mr. Yap, lecturer, who sees a lot of things.
I have been getting a lot of great response about these quotes from my friends. To outsiders, however, you may feel a little left out or clueless. Well, this particular lecturer has been described as sarcastic but he's pretty good actually. In fact, on last week's College Day, he actually treated me to some sushi! So I actually have great respect for him.
But that doesn't stop me from recording down the funny things he said.
Since they are so "popular", I'll be compiling all of them into the sidebar on your right. Any new quotes will be added as a post and a sidebar item as well.
- Mr. Yap, lecturer, who sees a lot of things.
I have been getting a lot of great response about these quotes from my friends. To outsiders, however, you may feel a little left out or clueless. Well, this particular lecturer has been described as sarcastic but he's pretty good actually. In fact, on last week's College Day, he actually treated me to some sushi! So I actually have great respect for him.
But that doesn't stop me from recording down the funny things he said.
Since they are so "popular", I'll be compiling all of them into the sidebar on your right. Any new quotes will be added as a post and a sidebar item as well.
Long Night
Sigh.... It's been such a long night....
Unfortunately, I can only say that once the night is through. It's now 3am, and the night is far from being over.
I can't stand my cough. It hasn't been getting any better since Saturday. In fact, I think it's getting worse. Like tonight, I coughed hard enough to wake myself up. I was in a terrible mess and could not sleep. The Breacol cough syrup I bought 2 days back barely worked. The syrup decongested my phlegm as advertised, but did absolutely nothing to the cough itself.
As I said, I was woken up by my cough (and David too, I suspect). I tried sucking on a Fisherman's Friend lozenge, but it wasn't being much of a pal at all. In desperation, I decided to take a dose of Breacol. In my early morning daze I accidentally spilled some of the sticky syrup onto my legs and blanket. I was like, "Oh damn."
I shifted from my early morning daze to my early morning frenzy as I spent the next 10 minutes cleaning myself, and then using wet tissues to (hopefully) clean the blanket as well. The sweetness of the gooey concoction is an ant hot house, I tell you.
I was coughing all the way then. From my room to the toilet, and from the toilet to the room. My traditional sensibilities finally kicked in, and now I'm sipping on some warm water while blogging at an ungodly hour.
It's time to see the doctor.
Unfortunately, I can only say that once the night is through. It's now 3am, and the night is far from being over.
I can't stand my cough. It hasn't been getting any better since Saturday. In fact, I think it's getting worse. Like tonight, I coughed hard enough to wake myself up. I was in a terrible mess and could not sleep. The Breacol cough syrup I bought 2 days back barely worked. The syrup decongested my phlegm as advertised, but did absolutely nothing to the cough itself.
As I said, I was woken up by my cough (and David too, I suspect). I tried sucking on a Fisherman's Friend lozenge, but it wasn't being much of a pal at all. In desperation, I decided to take a dose of Breacol. In my early morning daze I accidentally spilled some of the sticky syrup onto my legs and blanket. I was like, "Oh damn."
I shifted from my early morning daze to my early morning frenzy as I spent the next 10 minutes cleaning myself, and then using wet tissues to (hopefully) clean the blanket as well. The sweetness of the gooey concoction is an ant hot house, I tell you.
I was coughing all the way then. From my room to the toilet, and from the toilet to the room. My traditional sensibilities finally kicked in, and now I'm sipping on some warm water while blogging at an ungodly hour.
It's time to see the doctor.
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