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Saya mahu menulis sesuatu di sini. Sebab saya setuju sangat bila kak su tulis di blog dia; menulis adalah terapi untuk jiwa. Betul, saya akui sangat. Ia boleh diaplikasikan untuk saya. Tapi, bila mana apa yang mahu ditulis dan diterapikan menjadi kusut masai dan berselirat… saya buntu. Sungguh segan saya mahu buka pekung di dada. Terasa sesak benar dada sejak akhir-akhir ini. Saya sudah penat memikirkan masalah yang satu itu. Saya tahu, patut tidak saya berhenti berdoa ke hadrat Ilahi. Insyaallah mungkin Dia bakal menganugerahkan saya warna-warna pelangi..

“Hmmm, I think we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here,” Professor Scott announced after he’d had a moment to calm down. Once again the switch was thrown, and suddenly he was affable again, jolly even. “When I was told you were here to see me, I thought…. perhaps you had come to join us.” Glory blinked, taken aback by his statement, but he paid no attention to her surprise. His next words sent chills down her spine.

“You see, we know all about you, Ms Lewin. We know about your missing research. We know about Graymalkin Park. That was some good work, by the way, though we have questions….” She followed his eyes as he glanced at Robert, and the boy shrank back in his chair. She wondered what exactly the boy had said to the police. She was just relieved the professor had made no mention of her sword or the shapeshifters, though maybe he was being subtle. “To be honest, after you disappeared a few months back, we had begun to think your sister had finally succeeded in killing you.”

Glory swallowed a lump which had suddenly found its way into her throat. “Do you know where she is?”

“Unfortunately, no. Believe me, we’d like to get our hands on your book as badly as you would. If we’d been on the ball when she first approached us for some technical assistance…” The way he trailed off made Glory hope he never came anywhere near her book. He practically salivated and as terrified as she was that Lori would use her theories to get whatever her self-centered little heart desired, Lori wasn‘t schooled in mythology and magic. From what she’d seen, apparently these people were. Lori might do some damage, but it would most likely be unintentional despite her malicious intent. After all, where was the sense in destroying the world when you could rule it instead?

Professor Scott and his colleagues were egotistical purists, but they were just knowledgeable and ambitious enough to make a lot of people suffer, human or otherwise. Who knew what their real motives were beyond persecuting any ‘sub-human‘ races that happened to share the Earth. If they somehow got a hold of her book, anyone who wasn’t genetically pure was looking at work camps or worse, all for the sake of protecting the human race from supposed monsters. It seemed to her, that if all these non-humans and human hybrids were really such a threat, they‘d be more… threatening. People would know about them. They’d be on the news. There’d be groups dedicated to ensuring their rights. If anything, they probably existed in small groups like the shifters, intent upon living their own lives independent of the larger world and staying under the radar of people like Professor Scott.

Despite the events of Graymalkin park, she didn’t think non-humans were really a threat. Having had time to think about it, that serpent-man who’d been Tacita Ruggles’ slave had intentionally given Glory time to defend herself. At the time, she’d supposed he was playing with her the way a cat plays with a mouse, but now she believed he’d been under some kind of geis. Once Tacita Ruggles had died, he‘d been free. At which time he had decided not to kill her, though he hadn‘t seemed to have any issues with terrorizing her a little bit. And Tacita had been human. Her sister was human. The people of Miskatonic university were human, and look at the mess they’d made of the lives of poor Gozala, Mike, and Gil. Humans seemed like the nastiest kids on the block to her, even if she happened to be one of them.

No. Maybe Jacoby was an extreme example of their philosophies, but that just meant the others hid their biases better until they could express them freely. As the old saying went, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree, right? “What exactly is it you want from me, Professor Scott?” she asked after a moment’s hesitation. Though she was half-tempted to leave as fast as her legs could carry her, she didn’t know nearly enough about his organization to assess their threat to her, or to others.

“Perhaps it would be better if the boy went upstairs to the cafeteria. They have soft serve,” he offered with a smile.

Robert looked from the professor to Glory, his loyalties clearly torn. Glory dug some money out of her pocket and gave it to Robert along with the campus map. “I’ll meet you in the cafeteria when we’re ready to go, so don’t wander.”

“’K!” he promised with a brisk nod as he accepted the money and darted out the door, his dread of the ‘dungeon’ forgotten with the promise of ice cream. She couldn’t really blame him. She’d rather have ice cream too, even if the sweetness would be lost on her.

“I think we should take a walk, Ms Lewin,” the professor announced as he stood up from his desk.

Glory followed him without comment as he led her down the dimly lit halls. Some of the offices were dark, others were lit. None of the occupants looked up as they passed. Were only some of them in on their colleagues’ push for racial purity? Of course, it was hard to imagine an English professor taking up arms against supposed mythological creatures, no matter how much he enjoyed One Thousand and One Nights. It was a university after all. Surely they had courses other than the study of antiquities?

At the end of the hall, she discovered the infamous elevators. Professor Scott purposefully strode over to the most decrepit and beat up of the three and pressed the call button. After a moment, the doors rattled open with a woebegone sh-tiiing. Rather than press a button for another floor however, once the doors had closed again, the professor took out a starstone and opening a panel in the wall facing the doors, he set the stone in the star-shaped space allotted for it. With a half turn of the stone, the elevator gave a little jolt and began moving downwards, shuddering and rattling frightfully as it did so.

Though the campus map had shown only two sub levels, apparently there was a third level accessible only if you got in the right elevator and had the right clearance. Little did the professor know that she did in fact have a starstone of her own, courtesy of Gil.

1. Elephantiasis

Elephantiasis (often misspelled or mispronounced as “elephantitis”) is characterized by an extreme swelling of the limbs or regions of the head and neck. This effect is caused by an excess fluid build-up in the tissues. The condition is caused by several parasites that affect the lymphatic system, all of which are transmitted by mosquitoes.

yeah i dont find this weird, and i’ve seen the elephant man.

2. Pica

People with Pica exhibit an irrational desire to eat non-food items. This behavior can occur in pregnant women (where it is often associated with certain mineral deficiencies), but is especially prevalent in young children. Patients may eat anything, from paint and sand to animal feces.

my grandma wanted to eat the white wall when she was pregnant once, does that count ?

3. Hypertrichosis

Hypertrichosis, sometimes called “Human Werewolf Syndrome”, is characterized by excessive hair growth. It is generally only a cosmetic problem, and though it is exceptionally rare, patients can live relatively normal lives.

have to admit that he has very nice eye lashes <3

4. Capgras Delusion

The Capgras delusion (or Capgras syndrome) is a rare disorder in which a person holds a delusion that an acquaintance (typically someone close) has been replaced with an imposter. This delusion can be so strong that they may actually attack the loved one.

5. Alice in Wonderland Syndrome

Individuals with this strange syndrome will incorrectly perceive the sizes of things: from objects, to animals, to parts of their own body. Their hands may appear enormous to them, while a horse will appear to be the size of a cat.

i reeeally wouldn’t like to have that disease it sounds scary.

6. Exploding Head Syndrome

Typically associated with extreme fatigue or stress, individuals with Exploding Head Syndrome will hear an enormously loud noise (like an explosion or gun shot) that seems to originate from inside of their own head. The “explosion” will often occur a few hours into sleep.

boom ??

7. Latah

“Latah” is both the name of the condition and a name for people afflicted with this condition. Latahs respond to being surprised by falling into a trance state in which they mimic the speech and actions of those around them and obey all commands given to them without thought. During these episodes, they are completely unaware of their actions.

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8. Cotard’s Syndrome

Cotard’s Syndrome is a delusion most often present in depressed or suicidal individuals in which they believe that they are dead, do not exist, are putrefying, or have lost their blood and/or internal organs.

wow how freaky would that be ?

9. Progeria

Progeria is a fatal genetic disorder that is characterized by the appearance of rapid aging in children. They usually appear normal at birth, but soon show signs of rapid aging. Sadly, children suffering from Progeria usually die of heart disease early in adolescence.

;(

10. Moebius Syndrome

Moebius Syndrome is a neurological disorder in which patients cannot use their facial muscles. They cannot blink, smile, frown, or more their eyes from side to side. Even drinking, eating, and breathing can be problematic.

poor thing.

allah yab3id 3anna el shar..

ich brech dir die finger!

übrigens habe ich immer schwierigkeiten mir das wort “röntgen strahlen” oder “röntgen” zu merken, WTF? letztens in einer konversation aufgetaucht und ich suchte das wort und alle haben mich angeschaut als wäre ich ins koma-lala land zurückgekehrt…WOW, ja, ich finde “X-RAY” hört sich einfach geil an, viel geiler als “Röntgen”, wen kümmerts?

The daily weird

This guy, Matt Roberts, was adopted.

As he got older, he became curious as to who his real father might be. After a lot of research, he discovered that this was him:

That’s Charles Manson. Yes, the mass-murder who has been in prison since the 70’s and will never get out.

Source: Read Full Story Here

1900 - A Sad Predicament

Another drastic angle, but I couldn’t resist!

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Ok! HELLO TO THE PEOPLE WHO OWN COMPUTERS!! I have a few questions to ask… YOU! YES, YOU!!! So, the questions are…

1. What would you do if Sasuke came to your house and asked for a spoon?

2. If Orochimaru didn’t exist, what do you think would happen to the Anime/ Manga?

3.  What would you do first (besides breathing and stuff) if you ended up in the Naruto world the next time you woke up from sleep?

4. Do you think Kabuto is a pervert?

5. What do you think Kakashi’s favourite colour is? (If he has one)

FINAL QUESTION! What would you do if your name was BOB?

So, answer these questions! (or i will get Gaara to kill you) Oh! And did you know, that the word OK looks like a sideways person? OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK!

~ I like pie! Pepporini456~

je suis tombé sur un article de Vice au sujet de cette ville, et son tour opérator,
je sais pas si c’est si fun, mais c’est bel et bien weird.
http://www.charleroiadventure.com/
photo par julien le grand

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Check this out:

And This:

Say What? What is Weebly’s Plan? I don’t know! If you don’t know what Weebly is, check out: www.weebly.com!

Animal Collectives at it again…

This blog has no direction.

I’ve been blogging here for a while and it’s become this weird conglomeration of unrelated ideas. It’s become unwieldy and I’m going to fix that during the Thanksgiving break.

This blog—beelers’ life—is splintered. I feel like I try to cover too many bases here. Some of the topics I have written about here include:

• Software and technology related to Apple Inc., iPhones, and Mac OS X. Also, productivity.
• Design and customer service.
• Family and home life.
• Reading, writing and creativity.
• Philosophy and religion.
• Just a bunch of random goofy stuff.

I want to spin off these topics into their own blogs. I already have a (neglected) blog presumably about Southern writing, but I’m going to broaden the focus there to reading, writing, and creativity.

I recently started another blog about design because it’s always on my mind. I’ll be blogging about customer service there, too. I’m going to leave those two blogs alone because they are focused, even if the writing there is a little sparse.

I already have a family Web site and blog tucked away on my MobileMe account I maintain using iWeb.

Just now, I started yet another blog tentatively titled Using a Mac to Get to Done. Catchy huh? Yeah, that will probably change. You can get there by clicking here.

Here comes another one to bring the goofy stuff to light. Let’s call that one “It’s funny to me…”.

So, I’m going to leave this blog here at http://beelerslife.wordpress.com for a while, but it’s no longer going to be my repository for everything. In fact, this is my last post to this blog. Check out the other blogs I’ve referenced here if you would like to continue keeping up with me online.

For now, “beelers.org” is going to point to my family Web site. That will serve as my hub and your roadmap to my writing on the Web.

ew’ check out how weird this is.

like – what the fuck, that’s not cute.

at all

gross.

- YEH LET ME DONATE MY TEETH SO SOMEONE CAN WEAR THEM

gives me goosebumps.

This desk set has it all. Besides being a piece of art for your desk, it’s also a tape dispenser, pen/pencil holder (in the back of the toilet and also in his mouth), and a post-it note holder. But there’s more. You can store paperclips in the toilet and when you lift your new desk pal off his toilet seat, the magnet in his butt picks up some paperclips for you. Pure genius.

found @ www.stupid.com

This tree didn’t get the Memo that winter is coming. Good or bad? I don’t know

I discovered a website today ( or i think it discovered me?). 

  Included in it were some written and some video blog posts. 

  I found myself being strongly, kind of ‘pulled into’ the vibe of the thing, the woman whose site it is has (for me) an extremely strong psychic sort of  presence that was very compelling.   Much of what she speaks of is quite familiar to me, having spent so many years of my life investigating, exploring, experimenting and searching.. but most of all experiencing those deeper elements of life.  

It just reminded me of the person i ‘was’ and highlighted to me (as if i needed it highlighted!) just how far removed i have become from myself!

But… what am i going to do about it?!!!?

Oh.. i wont name the site just yet… …  let me see how it goes for a little while

This performance, done by Pilobolus, was meant to explain the nature of a relationship. Named “Symbiosis”, the dance group showcased how everything in this world is not only related, but how they evolve together. Watch this breathtaking, weird and fascinating dance.

Well, here you go, another option to read the new book, this time in the DIGISPHERE!

WOOO!

So if you have one of those new-fangled Kindles you can get yourself a copy of my short story collection for five bucks.

See for yourself -

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B002Y26YDY