As mentioned, it's after the exams now... I'm moving the blog. This is my new address:
http://silverlined.multiply.com
Feel free to link the new site. =)
Email/MSN/SMS me for a personal invite to the private entries.
Will miss this space.
http://silverlined.multiply.com
Feel free to link the new site. =)
Email/MSN/SMS me for a personal invite to the private entries.
Will miss this space.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Saturday, May 07, 2005 |
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Most parents would deny it, but Canadian researchers have found that physical attractiveness affects how children are treated, according to a report Tuesday in The New York Times.
Researchers at the University of Alberta in Edmonton watched how parents interacted with their children while shopping in supermarkets and found that so-called ugly ones were more neglected and allowed to engage in potentially dangerous behavior.
The team lead by Dr. W. Andrew Harrell, executive director of the Population Research Laboratory, followed more than 400 parents and their 2-to-5-year-old children around 14 Canadian grocery stores, noting whether the adults strapped their youngsters into the grocery cart seat, the newspaper reports.
Researchers also observed how often the child wandered more than 10 feet away and whether the kids were allowed to engage in risky behaviors such as standing up in the shopping cart.
The children's attractiveness was rated on a 10-point scale by the research team.
Best genetic material?
The differences were striking. The researchers found that 1.2 percent of the homely children were buckled into the shopping cart, compared with 13.3 percent of the prettiest ones. When a man was in charge of shopping, none of the unattractive children were strapped into the carts, while 12.5 percent of the cute children were.
Less attractive children were also allowed to wander further away and were out of sight of their parents more often.
Age played a factor as well. Younger children were more likely to be secured and older adults were more lax about letting kids wander out of sight.
The researchers speculated that Darwinian behavior was responsible for the parents' actions. Pretty children represent the best genetic material and, therefore, get more attention, the researchers hypothesized.
Other experts disagreed, saying that there's no evolutionary reason for parents to favor pretty children over less attractive ones, the newspaper reported.
© 2005 MSNBC Interactive
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Dun blame your parents if u're ugly. They don't like you too.
Researchers at the University of Alberta in Edmonton watched how parents interacted with their children while shopping in supermarkets and found that so-called ugly ones were more neglected and allowed to engage in potentially dangerous behavior.
The team lead by Dr. W. Andrew Harrell, executive director of the Population Research Laboratory, followed more than 400 parents and their 2-to-5-year-old children around 14 Canadian grocery stores, noting whether the adults strapped their youngsters into the grocery cart seat, the newspaper reports.
Researchers also observed how often the child wandered more than 10 feet away and whether the kids were allowed to engage in risky behaviors such as standing up in the shopping cart.
The children's attractiveness was rated on a 10-point scale by the research team.
Best genetic material?
The differences were striking. The researchers found that 1.2 percent of the homely children were buckled into the shopping cart, compared with 13.3 percent of the prettiest ones. When a man was in charge of shopping, none of the unattractive children were strapped into the carts, while 12.5 percent of the cute children were.
Less attractive children were also allowed to wander further away and were out of sight of their parents more often.
Age played a factor as well. Younger children were more likely to be secured and older adults were more lax about letting kids wander out of sight.
The researchers speculated that Darwinian behavior was responsible for the parents' actions. Pretty children represent the best genetic material and, therefore, get more attention, the researchers hypothesized.
Other experts disagreed, saying that there's no evolutionary reason for parents to favor pretty children over less attractive ones, the newspaper reported.
© 2005 MSNBC Interactive
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Dun blame your parents if u're ugly. They don't like you too.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Saturday, May 07, 2005 |
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sssh...
Nobody likes whiners.
Nobody likes whiners.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Friday, May 06, 2005 |
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Oh phuck! I should have at least tried!
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Wednesday, May 04, 2005 |
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http://postsecret.blogspot.com
This is really interesting.
But I still think my blog is better.
I let you in on all my secrets.
The site just shows more...of the hidden.
This is really interesting.
But I still think my blog is better.
I let you in on all my secrets.
The site just shows more...of the hidden.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Wednesday, May 04, 2005 |
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Sometimes I think I’m too exciting for myself.
Nah, I’m not referring to that mundane existence that is conventionally termed my life. (How could I be pretentious when I am ever so aware of my limitations?) I refer to the myriad of emotional ups and downs that my psychological state of mind puts me through, which seriously alarms me at times.
I move from neutral to bad to better and swing onto something bad again. After which, I’ll mull on it a little and draw some conclusion, quite sure that the subconscious is sending out a coherent message to me, usually something negative about yours truly.
And then I wonder if I’m too hard on myself or if I really am so screwed up. Assuming the later, then am I screwed up coz I am either inherently so (living in the fallen world and all) or that individuals around me either benevolently or maliciously mess up my mind. Ah!
So many questions and no answers.
But well… what’s new? As usual, my own tirade is getting frustrating. Really, the fact that one can get extremely pissed off and disgusted at one’s emotional journey is quite a feat I would say. *tadah!* When the evening star sets i.e. at the end of the day, I would really like to discover some tried and tested, fool-proof solution to attain the elusive state of “zen” that since ages long ago, when giants roamed the land, when men could speak to animals (blah blah) that heroes from lands afar have sought.
Ah, but you see, I have gone around the bush or the Indian palm tree without illuminating my point. On a digressive digression, sidetracking is above par the best way to (what else?) distract your mind. I swear my mind has a mind of its own! It’s so easily susceptible to the mind games! The worse thing being, it plays with itself! ARGH!
I have a film paper at 5pm later. I have NOT completed watching all the films. I have NOT read all the readings. I have NOT read the textbook chapters. I have NO idea why I’m typing this instead. *boo hoo hoo*
This is crazy. Yesterday, I was super stressed bout the paper coz all the other people taking the module seem to be some aspiring film critic or something. Even though I guessed some of what they say might be all style and no substance, it totally freaked me out. So this morning, I made XX calculate my CAP for me and took comfort in the fact that I can score 2.25 (bout a C average) and still maintain my 2nd lower. Which in a way was liberating and comforting coz it takes away all expectations to do well… fatalistic and pathetic it might be as a reason.
But as I was just wandering about the vast sea of library shelves, I thought bout my conversation with XX: That in essence, that there are things which I regret not coz I feel very strongly about it, nor coz I think I made a mistake but more due to an awareness that I never made an effort to fight for it…I did not bother to try. It struck this chord in my heart, stirring up certain dregs in my memory that on retrospect, fit together.
Retrospect… it makes sages out of fools.
It all falls into place suddenly. The regret that surfaces every once in a while these days and the seeming resignation to not doing well for my paper all points to the fact that yea, I do have things too easy in life.
You know why? It is not because I have not faced difficulties and adversities. I have. But I think a large part of me refuses to fight battles that I can’t win. That ugly competitiveness rears its head letting out this roar of victory that is not within the pitch-range of my ears is at it again.
If I can’t win you, I would rather not want you. In this way, I would never lose. Never have to face the humiliation of failure. Never have to risk my efforts nor my heart. Never have to have the fact that I’m not good enough spat in my face.
I disqualify myself.
In the calm of the ravaged battlefield, I stand victorious against losing, drafted into the camp of quitters.
Nah, I’m not referring to that mundane existence that is conventionally termed my life. (How could I be pretentious when I am ever so aware of my limitations?) I refer to the myriad of emotional ups and downs that my psychological state of mind puts me through, which seriously alarms me at times.
I move from neutral to bad to better and swing onto something bad again. After which, I’ll mull on it a little and draw some conclusion, quite sure that the subconscious is sending out a coherent message to me, usually something negative about yours truly.
And then I wonder if I’m too hard on myself or if I really am so screwed up. Assuming the later, then am I screwed up coz I am either inherently so (living in the fallen world and all) or that individuals around me either benevolently or maliciously mess up my mind. Ah!
So many questions and no answers.
But well… what’s new? As usual, my own tirade is getting frustrating. Really, the fact that one can get extremely pissed off and disgusted at one’s emotional journey is quite a feat I would say. *tadah!* When the evening star sets i.e. at the end of the day, I would really like to discover some tried and tested, fool-proof solution to attain the elusive state of “zen” that since ages long ago, when giants roamed the land, when men could speak to animals (blah blah) that heroes from lands afar have sought.
Ah, but you see, I have gone around the bush or the Indian palm tree without illuminating my point. On a digressive digression, sidetracking is above par the best way to (what else?) distract your mind. I swear my mind has a mind of its own! It’s so easily susceptible to the mind games! The worse thing being, it plays with itself! ARGH!
I have a film paper at 5pm later. I have NOT completed watching all the films. I have NOT read all the readings. I have NOT read the textbook chapters. I have NO idea why I’m typing this instead. *boo hoo hoo*
This is crazy. Yesterday, I was super stressed bout the paper coz all the other people taking the module seem to be some aspiring film critic or something. Even though I guessed some of what they say might be all style and no substance, it totally freaked me out. So this morning, I made XX calculate my CAP for me and took comfort in the fact that I can score 2.25 (bout a C average) and still maintain my 2nd lower. Which in a way was liberating and comforting coz it takes away all expectations to do well… fatalistic and pathetic it might be as a reason.
But as I was just wandering about the vast sea of library shelves, I thought bout my conversation with XX: That in essence, that there are things which I regret not coz I feel very strongly about it, nor coz I think I made a mistake but more due to an awareness that I never made an effort to fight for it…I did not bother to try. It struck this chord in my heart, stirring up certain dregs in my memory that on retrospect, fit together.
Retrospect… it makes sages out of fools.
It all falls into place suddenly. The regret that surfaces every once in a while these days and the seeming resignation to not doing well for my paper all points to the fact that yea, I do have things too easy in life.
You know why? It is not because I have not faced difficulties and adversities. I have. But I think a large part of me refuses to fight battles that I can’t win. That ugly competitiveness rears its head letting out this roar of victory that is not within the pitch-range of my ears is at it again.
If I can’t win you, I would rather not want you. In this way, I would never lose. Never have to face the humiliation of failure. Never have to risk my efforts nor my heart. Never have to have the fact that I’m not good enough spat in my face.
I disqualify myself.
In the calm of the ravaged battlefield, I stand victorious against losing, drafted into the camp of quitters.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Wednesday, May 04, 2005 |
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Your Fashion Style is TrendyYou love fashion and live to shop And keeping up with the lastet trends is what you love best You know what's in, out, about to be in, and about to be out You love to dress your friends and would make a killer celebrity stylist What's Your Fashion Style? Take This Quiz :-) Find the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance. |  |
Makeover anyone? I would so love to go shopping for someone willing to try on clothes!
Shopping. Shopping. Shopping. Shopping... *chants*
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Sunday, May 01, 2005 |
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Saw this quiz on someone's LJ with the same result and felt like taking it. So while I was doing it, I was thinking "darn... at the rate my answers are going, I'll never be the Girl Next Door".
Which was what the other person got and what I really wanna be. So, imagine my gleefulness when my results say:
Hahaha!
Which was what the other person got and what I really wanna be. So, imagine my gleefulness when my results say:
You Are the Girl Next Door!You're caring, warm, and the girl that nice guys want to marry. Uncomplicated and simple, you've got an easy going attitude guys love. But this doesn't mean you're dull - far from it! You're a great conversationalist, and you're an expert at living the good life. What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-) Find the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance. |  |
Hahaha!
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Saturday, April 30, 2005 |
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Met some new people today including this girl who’s interested in going diving during the hols! Yeah! *does a little jiggle* Looks like there’s some hope for my seems-so-far-away diving trip. Wanted to go diving since CNY last year… actually, probably earlier than that… Wish me luck k? That I can find nice fun ppl to go with, none of my existing khakis are keen on being submerged under water. Now just gotta find money…Hmm…
Slept with this guy today.
Did that get you? Haha! To be specific, we were watching some media in the library for film exam this wed and we were both so bored and tired that we fell asleep! It’s so strange coz everybody else was like hogging the terminals and we were at the “hot” DVD playing station with the film playing but sleeping. Haha! Quite nonsense…
Well, essentially, after sleeping together, we gave up studying and packed up. The thing with laughing and talking a lot is that I exhaust myself… both emotionally and physically. Such that I become tired and feel zapped of energy, then moodiness follows. That explains the utilization of the happiness quota.
Anyway, that’s another of my totally pointless, warped theories. Not impt.
American Lit paper today was S-H-I-T. The only consolation is that many people found it to be so too… Darn!
After my blogging craze the last couple of weeks, I seem to have lost steam… exhausted my internal no-of-post quota? Haha! I need to stop thinking that there are limitations everywhere.
I also need to stop thinking that I’m fat and ugly and stupid.
It’s actually quite a common phenomenal, that people who know that they’re not fat and ugly and stupid continue to think that they’re so. Or even like me, when I have my periods of optimism, I would still think in that mode. Like, I’m not going to the school gym coz everybody’s beautiful and perfect there. In reality, it’s just a distorted view of things coz not everyone there is like that and no one is going to laugh at you anyway. And ideally, one really shouldn’t bother with what other people think of you.
Sin boldly but do the right thing? (Think it is from Martin Luther)
Well, better go now… gonna teach little kiddos tmr. =)
And yea, before I forget… check out Sunday Times!
Slept with this guy today.
Did that get you? Haha! To be specific, we were watching some media in the library for film exam this wed and we were both so bored and tired that we fell asleep! It’s so strange coz everybody else was like hogging the terminals and we were at the “hot” DVD playing station with the film playing but sleeping. Haha! Quite nonsense…
Well, essentially, after sleeping together, we gave up studying and packed up. The thing with laughing and talking a lot is that I exhaust myself… both emotionally and physically. Such that I become tired and feel zapped of energy, then moodiness follows. That explains the utilization of the happiness quota.
Anyway, that’s another of my totally pointless, warped theories. Not impt.
American Lit paper today was S-H-I-T. The only consolation is that many people found it to be so too… Darn!
After my blogging craze the last couple of weeks, I seem to have lost steam… exhausted my internal no-of-post quota? Haha! I need to stop thinking that there are limitations everywhere.
I also need to stop thinking that I’m fat and ugly and stupid.
It’s actually quite a common phenomenal, that people who know that they’re not fat and ugly and stupid continue to think that they’re so. Or even like me, when I have my periods of optimism, I would still think in that mode. Like, I’m not going to the school gym coz everybody’s beautiful and perfect there. In reality, it’s just a distorted view of things coz not everyone there is like that and no one is going to laugh at you anyway. And ideally, one really shouldn’t bother with what other people think of you.
Sin boldly but do the right thing? (Think it is from Martin Luther)
Well, better go now… gonna teach little kiddos tmr. =)
And yea, before I forget… check out Sunday Times!
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Saturday, April 30, 2005 |
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I have almost zero alcoholic tolerance.
I shouldn’t have drunk before an exam that I didn’t study for.
I’m panicking.
I need to control my emotions.
I can’t be happy or I’ll exhaust my happiness quota.
I will slip into melancholy.
I am worried bout my sanity.
I need a break.
I want to go on a vacation.
I love my daddy.
I hate exams.
I’m longing, longing for my holiday.
I shouldn’t have drunk before an exam that I didn’t study for.
I’m panicking.
I need to control my emotions.
I can’t be happy or I’ll exhaust my happiness quota.
I will slip into melancholy.
I am worried bout my sanity.
I need a break.
I want to go on a vacation.
I love my daddy.
I hate exams.
I’m longing, longing for my holiday.
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Friday, April 29, 2005 |
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Well, I hope you’re happy now that I’m no longer on my effervescent high. Doubting Thomas-es have won. Pttttfffzzz… feel like a balloon that’s limp and sorta stretched out of shape after someone lets the air out.
Went for a photo-shoot today at J8 as a favor for an old friend’s friend… it was quite fun really. Think maybe it’s the exhaustion from all the laughing that’s getting to me now. But yea… when the pictures are out, I’ll update again.
Checked out some Marian Keyes novels that XX has been raving about… realized that I might have read them before, just that I’ve forgotten them. Frankly, the plot didn’t really appeal to me. Guess I have enough of dysfunctional women around and within me to not want to be read about them. Or maybe coz I’ve outgrown trashy novels. Or maybe coz I read too much lit stuff that my literary standards are waaayyy high… haha! I wish. But some parts of “Lucy Sullivan is Getting Married” are very well written, especially the persona’s reflections on depression and ex-bfs. Worth checking out if only just for that…
I’ve put on sooo much weight! *sobz* yea yea… I know weight is just a number, but the waist means a whole wardrobe of clothes. Haha!
Lurun was picked up by this guy on the mrt today… Babez, u’re now certified to be gorgeous! Not that I didn’t know before but now we know that with the brains comes an irresistible charm that even though you think u look unglam, young cute guys still pick u up… Man, it has never happened to me. *jealous narrowed-eye look*
Am gonna move to multiply.com. It’s now a decided fact, now I just need to think about setting up the network lists and all… quite tricky, that one… mah fan also.
Sigh…
Next paper: Sat 9am…
Went for a photo-shoot today at J8 as a favor for an old friend’s friend… it was quite fun really. Think maybe it’s the exhaustion from all the laughing that’s getting to me now. But yea… when the pictures are out, I’ll update again.
Checked out some Marian Keyes novels that XX has been raving about… realized that I might have read them before, just that I’ve forgotten them. Frankly, the plot didn’t really appeal to me. Guess I have enough of dysfunctional women around and within me to not want to be read about them. Or maybe coz I’ve outgrown trashy novels. Or maybe coz I read too much lit stuff that my literary standards are waaayyy high… haha! I wish. But some parts of “Lucy Sullivan is Getting Married” are very well written, especially the persona’s reflections on depression and ex-bfs. Worth checking out if only just for that…
I’ve put on sooo much weight! *sobz* yea yea… I know weight is just a number, but the waist means a whole wardrobe of clothes. Haha!
Lurun was picked up by this guy on the mrt today… Babez, u’re now certified to be gorgeous! Not that I didn’t know before but now we know that with the brains comes an irresistible charm that even though you think u look unglam, young cute guys still pick u up… Man, it has never happened to me. *jealous narrowed-eye look*
Am gonna move to multiply.com. It’s now a decided fact, now I just need to think about setting up the network lists and all… quite tricky, that one… mah fan also.
Sigh…
Next paper: Sat 9am…
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Thursday, April 28, 2005 |
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Randomly clicking when I saw this:
"no. at that point, i could only cry. and i guess god gave women tears so that she can express her feelings without physically hurting other people. make other people's heart break... yes, but i don't think tears hurt others physically."
Just reminded me of the discussions I've had with several ppl on the topic of tears.
Not to worry, mood's still cool. =)
Couple of ppl have been asking me why I'm in such a good mood these days. Just talking to Kapo bout it and we realized that ppl are quite suspiscious of good news... if I told you I'm down, u'll believe it more than if I told you I'm happy.
Interesting ya?
"no. at that point, i could only cry. and i guess god gave women tears so that she can express her feelings without physically hurting other people. make other people's heart break... yes, but i don't think tears hurt others physically."
Just reminded me of the discussions I've had with several ppl on the topic of tears.
Not to worry, mood's still cool. =)
Couple of ppl have been asking me why I'm in such a good mood these days. Just talking to Kapo bout it and we realized that ppl are quite suspiscious of good news... if I told you I'm down, u'll believe it more than if I told you I'm happy.
Interesting ya?
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Thursday, April 28, 2005 |
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Oh darn… Just can’t resist one last entry before I go to sleep. One thing I really like about MSN is that it really gives you a lot of insight about what is going on in your friend’s lives.
I was about to cite some friends’ nicks as examples but figured it’s better not to infringe on their privacy. So let me just try and use myself as a reference point or to give examples that I only vaguely remember which I therefore cannot quote specifically. Erm… come to think of it, I do that for my lit essays as well. Haha!
Today, my MSN nick was “Another happy day” which insinuates that I had a prior happy day. Now, my nicks are quite accurate in their representations of my state of mind. So does my blog actually, but not as many people read my blog. In other words, my MSN nick is akin to a mini blog…
If for instance, I put up some sad, sappy statement, it probably means that I’m feeling sad and sappy.
(note the alliteration! On a side note, when I write my lit essays, I utilize metaphors. Wonder if the tutor would spend that extra nanosecond thinking about how my metaphor conveys an additional layer of interpretation. Tutors marking the papers are supposed to be specialists at literary analysis right?)
…continued…
Coz I’m not one of those people who bother putting up a front with strangers.
(On yet another side note, I put up more fronts with people whom I care about than with those that I totally don’t give a damn about… which means that should you bother to ask me how I am upon seeing depressing MSN nicks for several days and I give you a “I’m ok lah. Just stressed with work” answer, it may mean that:
a) I’m really stressed with work
b) My problems are too personal to share with you
c) I actually care about what you!
Either option, it goes to show how I often say one thing and mean another. Terrible! Note to self: do something about it.)
Oh! But that’s a major digression…
I was trying say that nicks reflect moods. And I believe that a continuation of moods contribute to your personality. Therefore, if your nick is constantly:
Adam (offline)
It means that:
1. You’re really disciplined in not logging online to chat. Vs Adam (online)
2. You’re non exhibitionist. Vs Adam: the gorgeous (online)
3. You’re male. Vs ~a DaMe~ i luuurrrvvveee chocs n shopping (online)
(On that note, I have a huge problem with people who tYpe lIkE tHiS and who use words liddat arwayz 4 beri long periods of time. I think I have the makings of an English teacher. Haha!)
I’m gonna stop at 3 interpretations coz this post is kinda draggin longer than I expected. I still have quite a few points that I want to make regarding MSN nicks which, due to time constrains (I actually use this phrase in my exam script to remind the lecturers that my work is sucky because they only give me two hours to summarize the entire semester’s work. :p) I am only able to mention briefly in subsequent sections of this exposition.
But the point I was and am still trying to make is that: you can tell a fair bit about an individual’s personality after an extended period of monitoring their MSN nicks.
In summation, (this is how I end all my essays during exams… I think I’m now subconsciously practicing essay writing. Hah!) MSN nicks may be used not only as a tool of self expression but also as a medium for communication. Nicks allow people to share a side of themselves that they would otherwise be afraid or have no time to tell their friends. In this way, MSN nicks often become a call for help or attention in a rather public way that in the typical Singaporean fashion, many people would see but ignore.
Extending this trend of thought, where nicks are individuals’ assertions on particular situations or issues, then like any other utterance, nicks often act as pointed statements at certain characters on the MSN list.
To end of, let me illustrate with an example:
Me: Add (L) to your nick to spread some joy!
You (should): ~Adam~ spread (L)
Participate ya?
=)
I was about to cite some friends’ nicks as examples but figured it’s better not to infringe on their privacy. So let me just try and use myself as a reference point or to give examples that I only vaguely remember which I therefore cannot quote specifically. Erm… come to think of it, I do that for my lit essays as well. Haha!
Today, my MSN nick was “Another happy day” which insinuates that I had a prior happy day. Now, my nicks are quite accurate in their representations of my state of mind. So does my blog actually, but not as many people read my blog. In other words, my MSN nick is akin to a mini blog…
If for instance, I put up some sad, sappy statement, it probably means that I’m feeling sad and sappy.
(note the alliteration! On a side note, when I write my lit essays, I utilize metaphors. Wonder if the tutor would spend that extra nanosecond thinking about how my metaphor conveys an additional layer of interpretation. Tutors marking the papers are supposed to be specialists at literary analysis right?)
…continued…
Coz I’m not one of those people who bother putting up a front with strangers.
(On yet another side note, I put up more fronts with people whom I care about than with those that I totally don’t give a damn about… which means that should you bother to ask me how I am upon seeing depressing MSN nicks for several days and I give you a “I’m ok lah. Just stressed with work” answer, it may mean that:
a) I’m really stressed with work
b) My problems are too personal to share with you
c) I actually care about what you!
Either option, it goes to show how I often say one thing and mean another. Terrible! Note to self: do something about it.)
Oh! But that’s a major digression…
I was trying say that nicks reflect moods. And I believe that a continuation of moods contribute to your personality. Therefore, if your nick is constantly:
Adam (offline)
It means that:
1. You’re really disciplined in not logging online to chat. Vs Adam (online)
2. You’re non exhibitionist. Vs Adam: the gorgeous (online)
3. You’re male. Vs ~a DaMe~ i luuurrrvvveee chocs n shopping (online)
(On that note, I have a huge problem with people who tYpe lIkE tHiS and who use words liddat arwayz 4 beri long periods of time. I think I have the makings of an English teacher. Haha!)
I’m gonna stop at 3 interpretations coz this post is kinda draggin longer than I expected. I still have quite a few points that I want to make regarding MSN nicks which, due to time constrains (I actually use this phrase in my exam script to remind the lecturers that my work is sucky because they only give me two hours to summarize the entire semester’s work. :p) I am only able to mention briefly in subsequent sections of this exposition.
But the point I was and am still trying to make is that: you can tell a fair bit about an individual’s personality after an extended period of monitoring their MSN nicks.
In summation, (this is how I end all my essays during exams… I think I’m now subconsciously practicing essay writing. Hah!) MSN nicks may be used not only as a tool of self expression but also as a medium for communication. Nicks allow people to share a side of themselves that they would otherwise be afraid or have no time to tell their friends. In this way, MSN nicks often become a call for help or attention in a rather public way that in the typical Singaporean fashion, many people would see but ignore.
Extending this trend of thought, where nicks are individuals’ assertions on particular situations or issues, then like any other utterance, nicks often act as pointed statements at certain characters on the MSN list.
To end of, let me illustrate with an example:
Me: Add (L) to your nick to spread some joy!
You (should): ~Adam~ spread (L)
Participate ya?
=)
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Thursday, April 28, 2005 |
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