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: christian : brown hair : blue eyes : short : lazy : gullible : collector of sea shells : procrastinator : perfectionist : beach bum : eater-of-everything : hopeless romantic : sleeper inerer : diver : musician : optimist : poet : camper :

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there was a small chicken named Tara,
who was turned into chicken parmigiana,
to the farmers remorse,
she wasnt much of a course,
that silly chicken named Tara.
-NATE

我爱

: the beach : sunshine : pesto : diving : sudoku : sea shells : custard tarts : banana&lime shakes : stars : giraffes : sailing : wollongong : bailey's ice cream : camping : seafood : nice smiles


我恨

: cockroaches : rain : pigeons : littering : eels : burnt toast : cream


话




愿望

  • get a pet llama
  • dive with seals
  • beat the asians in Mandarin
  • be able to open a bottle with my belly button
  • see a play at the sydney opera house
  • jump into a pool of jelly


    • 朋友

    daniel
    deberino-blah
    dionne
    dot
    ling
    mark
    matt
    mei
    nathan
    nick
    peter
    renee
    son
    susu
    timmins
    yvonne
    yelitte


    谢谢

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    since august 06

    ♥ Friday, July 21, 2006 5:52 AM

    Holidays are almost over... and I am beginning to feel that feeling of regret you get when you know that you have just wasted alot of time. I have done no maths work... Haven't started on my Sociology report... Haven't started my creative response for english... and haven't practiced any Chinese. So I now have 3.5 days to go... hopefully I'll do some work in that time... :S
    On the plus side I have been watching lots of good movies :P I saw X-men on tight-ass tuesday. I thought it would be crap but it turned out to be good and I am starting to wish that I was some kind of mutant... I also saw Lost in Translation and The Constant Gardener. Both good movies....
    Yesterday I went to lunch with Ken li, Susu, Ben and Susu's cousin Lina. The whole point of going to lunch was to give Ben and Susu an excuse to see each other... seeing as they didn't want to go alone. Thought that we might turn it into a double date kind of thing... haha. It was good... Susu knows that I still think Ben is a turd. Maybe I am being harsh.
    Anyhoo... The whole issue between Ben and Susu made me think about the nature of love... again. At the moment in TOK we are studying Schopenhauer; a philosopher who was very opinionated when it came to views on love. He thought that it was nothing more than biology, and that so-called 'love' was simply one making an excuse for his innate will to live. Schopenhauer had views similar to Freud's and believed that one of the things that drives us is our "Id", or animalistic desires telling us that we need to procreate. These desires are simply disguised by our brain as 'love'; an emotion that is seen as the only thing that is powerful enough to make us want to seek a suitable partner to make the next generation with. It's a very skeptical view... and I don't know if I believe it.
    I was also wondering how much of 'love' as a concept, is socially constructed.
    Is love simply one more excuse for satisfying one's need for acceptance and belonging?
    If love is more than biology, what leads us to loving someone in paticular and not another?
    How do we define love?

    Anyhoo, my rant is over. I shall spare you the rest :P

    16 DAYS TO GO until my birthday!