Now,thats something I am truly amazed about because I am a kind of reserved guy who takes time to really open up.But thats not the case when I am online…I would become as talkative as anyone else out there and feel much more free than in person.One of the reasons I’ve figured out recently is that being on the web, I am miles away from the guy I am talking to and that instills some automatic confidence into me. People who have met me in person, often say that that they really don’t believe  that its the same me when I am chatting with them on the internet.
I feel more confident because I have enough time to follow up a conversation and really come up with a good talk …there’s no fear of losing your mind or running out of words.Also, you weigh your thoughts before airing it.

But more often than not, I’ve seen people getting confused as virtual conversations, unlike face to face talks, are little more prone to misunderstandings.People can really take you in the wrong sense as words cant express emotions (though emotIcons are a great aid but they also have got their limits).Such situations can really get worse if one of the two people has got even the slightest of ego problems.I myself have gone through such situations and I can’t tell u how hard reconciliation is !

There are also chances that someone may be spying on you while being your best online buddy- it could be your freakishly brute boss, your untrustful wife or your butt-headed head-master.So you have to be careful with that too!

Honesty on the internet is another big problem.You can’t believe in complete strangers and soaring statistics of cyber crime makes it clear that if you are way too innocent then chances are that you could end up being fooled almost 7 out of 10 times.

Though I am happy that Internet has made it easy for people like me to open up more easily and socially more active, I would really like it if I could come up the same way in real life.Thats where it really matters and thats what you should really aim at.I am ashamed to admit that it took me the help of Orkut to really get close to people around me.But I am also happy that atleast I did so in that way!!
Please share your views and suggestions

Baba amusedly sits back in his seat when he can’t fit a commercial break anywhere in my feature presentation.

Then, when I finally roll the credits, he says with a mischievous smile, “Shinu, bal’a radio? What, have you swallowed a radio?”

Even though I have a weakness for radios, whenever I blunder, my appetite calls for a silent movie.

It’s always been hard for me to say, “I’m sorry.” For whom is it not? The mother-enforced words, not to mention the complimentary handshake and forehead-kiss, have always struck me as pathetic and humiliating, never heartfelt. For a person who loves words and makes lots of mistakes, my collection of “apology” words is embarrassingly small.

That’s why the day before I left for Jordan, I was washing dishes unasked. In my glossary, this was an expression of tongue-tied regret.

So, what had I done? Well, even though I had not yet departed, my mind had taken flight. As Mama put it, I was traveling from one place to another and most of me had already gone.

During the days leading up to my trip, I was anxious about a million and one things, and yet I pretended to be blase, as if my nine-month voyage was simply another stamp on a crowded page in a well-worn passport. (My passport is actually stiff as a cardboard and most of its pages are so blank you can’t help but notice the patriotic watermarks.)

It had been agonizingly difficult securing Baba’s permission in the first place, and I didn’t want my last-minute panic to engender second thoughts.

“I can handle this,” my attitude reassured everyone but me.

“Hell no you can’t,” my mind shot back.

I didn’t want to seem clingy, needy or vulnerable, so I’d acted indifferent, aloof, not nostalgic enough. This must have been especially painful to Mama, who’s always been expressive, emotional and generous with her affection.

As I watched the dishes, I hoped that Mama would notice, that she’d think kindly of me despite all my incivilities. I hoped that a little detergent-action might clean up a bit of the dirt trail I was leaving in my wake.

But Mama didn’t seem to follow my train of thought. Hers was choo-chooing in a different direction. She approached me with a broad smile, a cell phone in her outstretched hand.

“Listen to this,” she said as she put the phone to my ear.

What I heard on the other end of the line was my voice. It was from three months ago, on the day I’d received a manila envelope containing a letter from Fulbright. I’d been standing outside the mail room at Scripps College with the tangerine-colored letter in my hands when I’d left that message. She’d been at work, teaching math to a class of fourth graders when she saw the missed call. She figured it was urgent and immediately phoned me.

Just as I relayed the news to Mama, my sister was serendipitously coming towards me from the science department, and she heard it, too. While my sister and I were locked in a hug, I listened to my mom’s congratulations and her fourth-graders’ cheers. It was a moment I thought I’d always remember.

But I’d forgotten all about it. I looked at my mother astonished. It had been three months since–

“Every twenty-one days, it asks me if I want to delete it,” my mom explained. “And every time, I say no, because I like to listen to my baby’s voice.”

Sometimes, I wonder about mothers, if they’re all like mine. And sometimes I wonder about children, if they’re all like me.

I often think my mother calculates things the way I do, with paper and pencil, with attention to decimals and totals that have to add up. But there, I’m wrong.

Mama rounds up when it comes to me. She multiplies what little good I do exponentially and shrinks all my wrongs until, like a logarithmic function, they asymptotically approach zero. Hers is a brisk mental math, always a step ahead.

Before I apologize, Mama forgives me. Before I can say salam, she’s hugged and kiss-kiss-kissed me. And after I’ve hurt her, she steps on her pain and asks me if I’m okay.

Seniors who neglect themselves, risking their own health and safety, tend to be individuals with limited social networks and little social engagement, according to a study by Rush University Medical Center.

“We need to better understand elder self-neglect – who is at risk and why – so that we can find solutions and establish appropriate policies,” said Dr. Xinqi Dong, the study’s lead author.  “This is particularly important because reports of self-neglect to social service agencies are rising.

“Moreover, as our aging population is rapidly increasing in size, elder self-neglect will likely become an even more pervasive public health issue.”

The study was based on records drawn from the Chicago Health and Aging Project, a study of 9,056 individuals 65 years of age and older who live in Chicago’s South Side. Over the 12-year course of the study, 20 percent of these seniors were reported to the Chicago Department of Aging because of concern about suspected self-neglect.

Elder self-neglect generally manifests itself as “a refusal or failure by the person to provide himself/herself with adequate food, water, clothing, shelter, personal hygiene, medication and safety precautions.”

Twice as many women as men and more than seven times the number of African Americans as whites were reported for self-neglect. Those reported, compared with those not reported, tended to be over the age of 80 and have a lower socioeconomic status. The individuals also tended to have nutritional deficiencies, medical conditions and cognitive, physical and psychological deficits.

However, independent of all these factors, lower levels of social well-being – specifically, limited social networks and little social engagement – were major risk factors for self-neglect.

The study has important implications for health and social service professionals, Dong said.

“Professionals who work with the elderly need to be mindful not just of their patients’ health profile, but also of their social well-being, a factor that may put them at risk of self-neglect,” Dong said.  “With social services being cut, and community and city resources lacking to help seniors, the problems of isolation can only grow worse.”

Lack of social engagement and staying networked with others in this world can bring on some of the worst feelings a person can have. Home Instead Senior Care has only the friendliest, talkative, and socially engaging CAREGivers for our clients. If you are finding your elderly loved one feeling less socially engaged or lonely, Home Instead may be the answer. Our CAREGivers make great companions, and can allow for loved ones to feel rejuvenated with social interaction, reducing the chance of self-neglect.
Home Instead Senior Care will provide outstanding caregivers to help your loved one with personal care, incidental travel, companionship, medication reminders, light housekeeping, and even meal preparation. To learn more, call 248-203-2273 or visit www.homeinstead.com. Home Instead Senior Care is the world’s trusted source of in-home non-commercial personal care and companionship for seniors. Each franchise is independently owned and operated. And remember, to us, it’s personal.

Seniors who neglect themselves, risking their own health and safety, tend to be individuals with limited social networks and little social engagement, according to a study by Rush University Medical Center.

“We need to better understand elder self-neglect – who is at risk and why – so that we can find solutions and establish appropriate policies,” said Dr. Xinqi Dong, the study’s lead author.  “This is particularly important because reports of self-neglect to social service agencies are rising.

“Moreover, as our aging population is rapidly increasing in size, elder self-neglect will likely become an even more pervasive public health issue.”

The study was based on records drawn from the Chicago Health and Aging Project, a study of 9,056 individuals 65 years of age and older who live in Chicago’s South Side. Over the 12-year course of the study, 20 percent of these seniors were reported to the Chicago Department of Aging because of concern about suspected self-neglect.

Elder self-neglect generally manifests itself as “a refusal or failure by the person to provide himself/herself with adequate food, water, clothing, shelter, personal hygiene, medication and safety precautions.”

Twice as many women as men and more than seven times the number of African Americans as whites were reported for self-neglect. Those reported, compared with those not reported, tended to be over the age of 80 and have a lower socioeconomic status. The individuals also tended to have nutritional deficiencies, medical conditions and cognitive, physical and psychological deficits.

However, independent of all these factors, lower levels of social well-being – specifically, limited social networks and little social engagement – were major risk factors for self-neglect.

The study has important implications for health and social service professionals, Dong said.

“Professionals who work with the elderly need to be mindful not just of their patients’ health profile, but also of their social well-being, a factor that may put them at risk of self-neglect,” Dong said.  “With social services being cut, and community and city resources lacking to help seniors, the problems of isolation can only grow worse.”

Lack of social engagement and staying networked with others in this world can bring on some of the worst feelings a person can have. Home Instead Senior Care has only the friendliest, talkative, and socially engaging CAREGivers for our clients. If you are finding your elderly loved one feeling less socially engaged or lonely, Home Instead may be the answer. Our CAREGivers make great companions, and can allow for loved ones to feel rejuvenated with social interaction, reducing the chance of self-neglect.
Home Instead Senior Care will provide outstanding caregivers to help your loved one with personal care, incidental travel, companionship, medication reminders, light housekeeping, and even meal preparation. To learn more, call 248-203-2273 or visit www.homeinstead.com. Home Instead Senior Care is the world’s trusted source of in-home non-commercial personal care and companionship for seniors. Each franchise is independently owned and operated. And remember, to us, it’s personal.

Hey, folks!

I miss you guys! We don’t talk for two weeks!

Since I love watching videos, here are two interesting ones about communication. The first one tells the history of communication, it’s a commercial. The second one is very funny! Just watch it, and tell me what you think on Monday.

See you!

So I went down to the sea again for the last time, and I said to the sea, Well.  And she, who had been so talkative all day, replied, Shh.  I might have listened but for all the bad blood.  The leaving things around.  The boats, the docks, the overturned roofs and uprooted trees.  And yet, when I got home, and my wife asked me, What?  I repeated, Shh.  And she said, Shh?  And together we made a sound like a storm, until our basement flooded.  We watched from the roof as our lives floated away.  Goodbye, she said, and I thought she meant, Good God.  Good grief, I said.  And the sea replayed that message again and again all night.  Finally, we slept.  The seagulls woke us in the morning with ape-like barks and high-pitched laughter.  I had to agree.  We looked very funny.  The two of us lying at the peak.  As naked and as cold as the day we first splashed down.  Two strange astronauts launched from a good orbit into a salty sea.

I like this word.   

loquacious \loh-KWAY-shuhs\, adjective:

1. Very talkative.
2. Full of excessive talk; wordy.

Taken from:  Dictionary.com

Uncomfortable silences.

What do I know about them? Nothing at all.

Really.

Have you ever faced someone whom you really want to impress and have them reply back in mono-syllables? Or even worse, not reply at all?

Now I have a real problem with that kind of man (woman) kind. I really can’t get on board with “Oh, I just don’t talk that much. Or “He/She’s the silent type”.

To me humans were meant to communicate. And if the person sitting opposite won’t then damn it, I Will!! which brings me back to my first point.

Uncomfortable silences.

I have yet to learn what the socially acceptable way of dealing with them is. The problem is I talk way too much, which is okay in a conversation between two normal people (read, non-silent), but when combined with the I-speak-if-I-have-to kind, it’s a lethal combination, often leading to the total annihilation of all my dignity.

Why you ask, because, I blabber, plain and simple. I have a need to fill uncomfortable silences with the sound of my own gurgling voice.

Excerpt:

Silent one: <Silence>

Marie: <Stare> <Silence> <Thinks, Gosh is that my watch ticking?>

Silent one: <Silence>

Marie: um..

Silent one: <Looks generally in Marie’s direction> <Silence>

Marie: Did you know that penguins are birds, but they can’t fly?

Silent one: <Raised Eyebrow> <Silence>

Marie: No. really, they are excellent swimmers though. But evolution…<blabber  Blabber  BLAAABBER>  They can’t fly.

Silent one: <Silence>

Marie :< mildly sweating> you know who else can’t fly? Cocks.

…Cock crows in the distance. Marie is on the verge of blowing her brains out .

See what I mean, it’s terrible. I say lets round ‘em up and brand ‘em, at least we’ll stand a fighting chance. Us blabberers.

Sorry I haven’t been around that much that past few days; I’ve been busy settling into my course at uni and everything that goes along with that.  I am pretty pleased (apart from the fact I was drunk on Thursday night before 7pm) with the content of the course, as it’s very inspiring and I feel that this might just be the right thing for me.  I can make a difference to young people in a realistic way – even though it’s been made clear that sometimes you can only do so much, I like to believe that even a little can be enough.  We’ll see – I have my first visit to a school on Thursday morning (Mike is giving me a lift) to help some Year 10s look through prospectuses… hopefully my optimism will hold through that! I’m sure it’ll be fine… just intro jitters.

So far, I seem to be getting along really well with everyone there! I think I have somewhat of a reputation for being talkative; I’m certainly not quiet to the point of being shy.  I don’t mind people thinking that I’m easy to talk to, and I’m 23 years old now so I am happy to voice my opinion as long as the situation is comfortable and demands it.  But I know that in the past, people have built preconceptions of me as talking too much, having a loud voice, not thinking before I speak.  Sometimes I don’t; I’m only human – but the way that I dress, the way that I act, my interests and hobbies and the way I carry myself and am able to have fun and be sociable does not equate to me not having a brain and not being able to engage it at the same time as my vocal cords.  Intelligence is not solely measured by IQ and the ability to memorise x amounts of books – I think that emotional intelligence, common sense, practical intelligence is all important too.

And I am so happy that my coursemates kinda reacted incredulously when I said “I know that I can talk a lot, but I also know how to shut up and listen to what other people say.” They were like “Alan, of course, the way you express yourself is very eloquent and you don’t say anything just for the sake of it.”  Telling them a bit about the preconceptions I am aware that people in the past have had of me, they were like “well we never thought that at all” (for example, I never like to reveal outright where I went to university because I don’t want it to compromise anyone’s opinion of me; but if asked, I will say “Oxford” – after all, I earned my place there so why keep it a secret?  Often, people’s immediate response is “Oh, Oxford Brookes, right?” Because I could never be bright enough to go to the real Oxford University – and in addition to insulting me, they also insult all the Brookes students too!  Oxford Brookes University runs some fantastic vocational courses, from what I understand.).

During our practice day preparation session, there was a point during debating the timetable / structure of the day where I didn’t really understand what was going on.  Instead of voicing my misunderstandings and adding to the general overall confusion, I just kept my mouth shut, looked through a folder with banks of activities, and started pulling out things which might be useful.  I knew that too many voices weren’t gonna help things, so I stayed quiet and let the others resolve things.  That was important to me because I didn’t want to enter into any kind of organisational role (especially since that wasn’t my role on this occasion), or be seen to be either bossy or ditzy; I knew that the organisers would sort things out, and that there were other useful things I could do in the meantime.  Whether the others do value what I say, find that I express myself with an eloquence that’s beyond my years (something Leanne said, which truly complimented me) or whatever, I don’t need to speak all the time.  Sometimes less is more.

Which is perhaps why I have not written so much on here in the past week or so; I guess that I haven’t had anything burning to write and I’ve been busy living my life and getting on with other things.  By this point, I’ve written plenty of blog entries that I don’t necessarily need to write every day; there’s still plenty of reading material here for y’all!  And I still definitely enjoy composing a blog entry; but I’m not going to blog for the sake of blogging, because if I have nothing to say, then that entry is going to devalue my words.  And I like to think that when I speak, my words have meaning.  So don’t worry if I’m quiet, or if I don’t write for a day or two – I’ll be back! (I can hardly stay silent for ever – less may sometimes be more, but nothing will still be nothing )  And when I speak, hopefully you’ll find what I say interesting.  Just for a little teaser of things I am developing in my mind to talk about: my mixtape High Fashion; tarot; Mariah Carey’s new album Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel; more relationship drama!  Keep it locked – I appreciate you and I enjoy you all!

As a senior student, I can comfortably say that there is atleast ONE person that falls into each category in your lecture hall (unless its really small then I take back what I said)

1. the quirky talkative person

These people are very rare, usually only one or two per lecture. They have answers to every question the professor throws at the class. They have questions for everything the professor says. Anything you say, they probably have a way to prove you wrong; unless you’re right, then they have something to add. They usually get the grades the whole class wants. Sometimes they like to yell totally unrelated things, or laughly loudly when nothing warrants it to create an awkward moment.

(these people are so rare I couldn’t find a picture)

2. the sleepers

This is the second most common category. This group of people doze off during random periods of the lecture. Usually they are attentive in the beginning, then as they settle down and the lecture gets notably more dull they fall asleep for a good chunk (15-30 mins). As the class nears its final 15-5 mins, these refreshed students wake up and soak in as much of the content as possible. This is very similar to the recency and primacy effect in psychology. As a student many people are pressed for time as they try to maximize their “fun” time and minimize-maximize their school work time; this leads to sleep deprivation.

3. everyone else

This is probably you. These students do most of the following: listen to the professor (not necessarily retaining any information), gossip, copy homework, play games (this is you back-row people!), snack, and take notes. They just want to fit in — these students probably make up >80% of the lecture population. However, common doesn’t mean average! Some of these students will surprise you with their involvement on campus, high grades, and interesting life styles. They just don’t want to stick out in a lecture hall.

I’ve been manic for the past 2 days and I think that I’ve finally settled down.  I can’t believe that I’ve been so talkative lately.  I think that I’m better now at least.  I just have to figure something out.  Why am I so depressing all the time?  Things aren’t as bad as they seem.  My life has been pretty good recently.  Everything is finally starting to come together.  When will something bad happen to me?  I have the strange feeling that everything will fall apart eventually.  I guess I just have to wait it out.

It’s been a while since I was last hyper and talkative.  I know that can scare some people away because of how talkative I can become.  I can’t help it though.  This is just one thing that makes me disappointed in myself.  I have a habit of losing control and I don’t understand why I do that at times.  I can improve though.  I just have to have faith in myself.  What’s wrong with me anyway?

When i first installed ubuntu, gcj was the default “java provider”.
Java applications were depending on this package and
i was in doubt to uninstall it.

First i went through update-alternatives –config java
which was a mistake.
( Do you know how many java related things we have ? )

update-alternatives –config java
update-alternatives –config javac
update-alternatives –config javap
update-alternatives –config javah
update-alternatives –config javadoc
update-alternatives –config keytool
update-alternatives –config policytool
update-alternatives –config jarsigner
…
etc.

i discovered later update-java-alternatives does the job.
It seems people are confused about it
a lot of websites are still advising the first form.

But the real point was :
“who want to have a mixture of java tools from different platforms ?”
Why not a single step and “best known form” of the command :
update-alternatives -config java-platform-or-whatever
( maybe a new command for ‘freaky’ installation scenarios )

Those times ubuntu didn’t like the java license.
Nowadays open source java from sun became default.
But it’s worth to notice,
ubuntu always were providing proprietary graphics-card drivers
with an oversimplified installation procedure.

After installing tomcat,
i faced their fashion of deploying things was different than i was familiar.
Tomcat’s files/folders were scattered over different places.
And the JRE/JDK installation, there were symbolic links inside /usr/bin to java executables .

It may be obvious to search a server configuration file
under /etc/ directory for a linux administrator,
moving logs and web applications under /var directory ( and probably on a different partition ) also.
But missing the point :
“java and tomcat are portable in nature”.

I believe all those “policies” doesn’t fit well with java
and decided to put my complaints in public:

• /usr/bin is available for everyone.
  Its practically impossible to force a particular user to another java runtime.
  We can add ANOTHER_JAVA to the user’s PATH,
  but its easy to by-pass.
  We may change file permissions for /usr/bin/java or
  changing permissions of java installation directory it points
  but both of them makes those symbolic links pointless to be there.
• Proper way to put java executables into PATH is
  adding them as export PATH=”$JAVA_HOME”/bin:$PATH.
  Java executables under /usr/bin and a JAVA_HOME variable (possibly pointing somewhere else)
  rise an unnecessary configuration duplication.
  Scripts which checks JAVA_HOME will run one JVM, direct calls will run another JVM.
  It’s confusing !.
• Default place for java.security and java.policy files which should be somewhere under $JAVA_HOME now will be pointed by /usr/bin/java found in PATH.
  Same as above it’s not possible “safely” to set different security policy files for different users.
  And again confusion !.
• Tomcat, when you want to have different instances of it
  you challenge with the “policy”.
  Simplest way is not to install java and related things as ubuntu packages.
  But what about applications depends on them,
  is there a way to make apt happy with “seems unsatisfied” but perfectly complete dependencies ?

  I switched to slackware linux since they are promoting upstream-defaults.
  i found no symbolic links inside usr/bin or whereever.
  JAVA_HOME and PATH was set properly by /etc/profile.d/jdk.sh script.
  There was not a tomcat package ( and definitely there is no need for it )
  i downloaded and unpacked it under /opt/.
  Just a need to set CATALINA_HOME environment variable.

  Portable application logic make things simple.
  We may have different java virtual machines for different purposes.
  same as different version and/or configurations of java application servers.
  Just we need to copy the application folder somewhere else and
  setting some environment variables and file permissions.

  ]]> http://masnstevy.com/2009/08/24/cool-word-of-the-day-68/ Tue, 25 Aug 2009 03:59:07 +0000 masnstevy http://masnstevy.com/2009/08/24/cool-word-of-the-day-68/

  Loquacious (adjective)

  Definition: Too talkative.

  ]]> http://hailmitesh.wordpress.com/2009/08/06/punished-for-being-talkative/ Thu, 06 Aug 2009 17:46:13 +0000 khmitesh http://hailmitesh.wordpress.com/2009/08/06/punished-for-being-talkative/

  Today, the management of SMEC, found that my alleged GREGARIOUSNESS is affecting the productivity of the companhy. In view of that , they have changed my sitting arrangement with most senior people of SMEC, and i have to say that i am having a tough time.

  I am reminded by Kahil Gibran quote,that talking is the noise of the soul. when you feel too troubled inside, you talk. and i accept this.
  Talking and imposing my beliefs on others, are a good hobby for me. Let the world follow, what i deemed right is what i believe in, i worship Narendra Modi, hitler and all other good orators, who tries to impose their view.

  anyway, my noise too are not subdued, as there is no one, to whom i can push my views, now i have to listen what my senior says.

  ]]> http://crisjesse.wordpress.com/2009/07/06/theyre-born-that-way/ Tue, 07 Jul 2009 00:41:23 +0000 Cris Jesse http://crisjesse.wordpress.com/2009/07/06/theyre-born-that-way/

  Just thought I’d share a video I received in an email entitled “Are women born this way?”….

  ]]> http://cathywong.wordpress.com/2009/07/05/haylee-getting-chatty-with-funny-action/ Sun, 05 Jul 2009 02:27:17 +0000 Cathy Wong http://cathywong.wordpress.com/2009/07/05/haylee-getting-chatty-with-funny-action/

  Despite H1N1 cases are widely spread and hubby always warn me not to bring Haylee outdoor but every weekend he is the one who initiated it to go for outing coz of his little precious :p

  So this week, we went to IOI Mall, Puchong coz they have new wing just opened not long ago but not all the retail outlets are opened.

  While we were walking in the Complex, we notice she like to move her body backward and forward while sitting in the stroller. The more we laugh the more she will do it coz she thinks it’s entertaining and fun :p

  She also like to say ‘jajajajajaja’ or ‘aja – aja – aja’ lately.

  Over the weekend, everytime she wake up she will either knock the cot with anything she grap on her bed or say ‘jajajajajaja’ or ‘aja – aja – aja’ until we actually acknowledged her……….

  ]]> http://rooksgolla.wordpress.com/2009/06/09/phone-mumblers/ Tue, 09 Jun 2009 22:52:49 +0000 rooksgolla http://rooksgolla.wordpress.com/2009/06/09/phone-mumblers/

  Anyone have to talk to people on the phone at work?

  Well, sometimes I have to call insurance companies….and today I talked to a lady that just doesn’t stop.  Let’s call her BETH.  Our convo went something like this:

  me:  Hi, My name is…..and I’m calling to see if a claim has been set up for our client ___________.

  Beth: Okay no problem at all, no problem at all…let me pull up my screen here so I can enter….

  me:  The policy number is 5724-9128 T (as in Tom) B (as in Boy)

  Beth: okay 5…7….2….4….9….1…2….8…T as in Tomato? and B as in Boy?

  me: uhhh…yep! (still in a good mood)

  Beth:  Okay now let me enter all this in…i’m sorry our computers have been acting up all day long…okay I just need to enter her name and drag the arrow over here…

  me: okay

  Beth: okay let me adjust my keyboard here…keeps sliding over the left.  Okay now there has Not been a claim set up, would you like to go ahead and set one up?

  me: yes

  Beth: Okay now wait a second while I switch screens here….okay…let me grab a pen….oh I’m glad someone put my favorite pen back over here….and hold on while I bring up her past records so I can see what exactly is going on….looks like she just got married! That’s nice….okayyyy…let’s see here let me enter the claim number one more time…

  me: almost going crazy*

  Beth:  Okay hmm that’s funny, it disappeared, do you mind telling me that claim number one more time?  Oh our darn computers.  Technology these days?  Can’t live with em right?

  me: right.

  Me: Okay you ready for the claim number?

  *OMG…..JUST 2 more pages of info to give this LADYYYYYY!!! AHHHHH*

  I could go on, but I don’t think you want me to go crazy all over again.

  WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!

  Geffit lady!

  ]]> http://donthavekids.wordpress.com/2009/05/30/are-women-born-this-way/ Sat, 30 May 2009 19:11:12 +0000 karyninla http://donthavekids.wordpress.com/2009/05/30/are-women-born-this-way/

  You tell ‘em sister! -K

  ]]> http://swan9x.wordpress.com/2009/05/23/talkative/ Sat, 23 May 2009 13:45:59 +0000 Lauren Swan http://swan9x.wordpress.com/2009/05/23/talkative/

  Hom nay thoi tiet nong nuc that.!

  20k la so tien cuoi cung danh cho tuan nay va tuan sau. Boi vay moi noi, no nan dung la kho that, vi the ma bay h da phai song that tiet kiem, cung may la da thanh toan het so tien no ng ta. O nha xem lai bo The Green Grass of Home cua Christine Ng. Thay Stella character cua Chr.N trog phim rat co ca tinh va ban linh. Tao hinh thi… Wonderful!!!

  Ngay mai la hop PH roi, dang cry lam, kg biet ket qua se nhu the nao, hy vong la dc xep trong khoang thu hang tu 10 – 25.  ^^… Tu bay h se sieng nang viet blog. Try doc that nhieu sach de tich luy von lieng cho tuog lai sau nay cua minh. La 1 newswoman do.. (hahaha!)

  Y dinh muon tatoo da co tu lau. Nhug kg biet sao dao nay no lai around… hien tai da “shorn of one’s money” nen kg the realize. Bat dau tu ngay mai, se ra suc “diet”… co gang trog 1 thang de lay lai “phong do”.. (hehehe!). Ban be o lop 10A4 thi cug kg con choi than nua.. I feel it don’t suit me!!, huh.. why? Uhm, I don’t know! (hihih).. Thoi ke, cung chang mien cuong lam gi cho met, nghi lai thay tu khi choi voi tu nay, con ng cung da song buong tha, ham choi, sa doa theo du kieu… Tom lai, kg nen tiep tuc sai lam nua, phai “Quay dau lam bo”! (hahaha!). Tu nhien ngoi viet thi nho lai hom do bi co Quy “coc” vao dau va phan cho 1 cau la that dung, 1 cau noi co le se lam toi nho suot doi: “Biet sai ma van cu lam!”. [Con ng nay tuy cam thay kg than thien, nhug da giup cho minh biet bao la dieu ly le trong cuoc song. Merci, madame!"

  Con 1 chuyen nua, dang phan van, kg biet co nen ban cai iPod video 30GB de mua dien thoai lai kg nua [lan trc bi giut dien thoai]… 1 so thich ki la la, muon mua dt chu yeu de lam gi biet kg? … Uhm, cho moi ng xung quanh nghe dc tieng nhac chuong cua minh va noi la… “Oh, very well !”..(hahaha!). 1 so thich ki la dung kg..?? ^^

  O la la.. vua coi xong clip tren Youtube: “Christine Ng, Steven Ma, Wayne Lai 3G with Fan”…Phat hien ra 1 dieu rat la vui, do la giong cuoi cua Christine rat la loi cuon.. (hahaha!) ) =)) . Dang muon bat chuoc day…. “^^”

  Bye, I luv u.!! G9!

  Lauren (8:45 pm)
  

  
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  ]]> http://dorazsays.wordpress.com/2009/05/18/talkative-proof-that-some-women-are-born-this-way/ Tue, 19 May 2009 03:30:45 +0000 Doraz http://dorazsays.wordpress.com/2009/05/18/talkative-proof-that-some-women-are-born-this-way/

  Thanks to Lisa for this cute video! The baby is SO ADORABLE!!!! You got to see this one!

  ]]> http://christinekirchoff.wordpress.com/2009/05/17/welcome-to-wicked-5/ Sun, 17 May 2009 00:21:19 +0000 christinekirchoff http://christinekirchoff.wordpress.com/2009/05/17/welcome-to-wicked-5/