For the longest time, I have been wondering why there are people holding stop signs like ping pong (a.k.a. table tennis) racquets at crossings near schools. Don't kids in this country know how to cross a road themselves? Schools have too much money to waste?
Moreover, those people are not just near elementary school. They are at secondary schools too! Now, that's weird.
As far as I know, crossing a road here is very easy compared to where I came from. Cars have to stop 90% of the time!
Are the kids in this country stupid or something? Surely, they seemed more naive than the ones I met before, but come on, high school teenagers?
FINALLY, today I know. Apparently, you can't legally charge a minor for negligence. Therefore, if a kid runs into a road and damage himself AND you car, you can't really sue him for your damages.
Obviously, the kid doesn't buy third party insurance for his stupidity. What do we do?
Make it so that you have yourself to blame. Give a guy a stop sign and have HIM in charge of those kids. If YOU fail to stop for that toy stop sign, you are screwed.
If the crossing guard fools around and the kid still runs out, the city is screwed. You sue the city, since the he, the city employee, is responsible for the actions of the kid in his area.
The wonderful world of law. Now I know why people are ranting about the lack of responsibility of people. It's nurtured since we were kids!
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Finally!
Where am I?
For the last WEEK, I thought I was in an inland tropical forest. Stuffy and hot.
Where was that thunder storm in the forecast?
Finally got a much needed shower today.
I know I am going somewhere with this weather, but even there is not this bad for this long.
Then again, at least I don't get frostbitten from this.
For the last WEEK, I thought I was in an inland tropical forest. Stuffy and hot.
Where was that thunder storm in the forecast?
Finally got a much needed shower today.
I know I am going somewhere with this weather, but even there is not this bad for this long.
Then again, at least I don't get frostbitten from this.
Misinformed
Again, I was misinformed. Oh well.
Apparently one calendar year is same as one academic year.
I am finishing my programme next June, leaving me with two months to find a job.
Also, there is no way around the system, pay up!
I must take 2 more courses at least at Ryerson to get my certificate.
Finally, the exam formats of both my courses has changed since the previous announcements.
On the bright side, I finished two big projects!!
On top of my exams, another project will be assigned in a few hours though.
Apparently one calendar year is same as one academic year.
I am finishing my programme next June, leaving me with two months to find a job.
Also, there is no way around the system, pay up!
I must take 2 more courses at least at Ryerson to get my certificate.
Finally, the exam formats of both my courses has changed since the previous announcements.
On the bright side, I finished two big projects!!
On top of my exams, another project will be assigned in a few hours though.
Friday, June 10, 2005
Tinkles down my spine
Love is a strange thing.
It's wonderful most of the time, but sometimes, it's like a drug with an addiction and lots of side effects.
I crave for love when my mind is not on track.
It gives me tinkles down my spine just to hear the voices of either of my previous lovers or even just imagining them.
Sometimes I wake up with tears in my eyes from a dream of my lovers and a sharp heartache afterwards. Wide awake in an instant. I guess I wouldn't need an alarm clock if I can master those dreams. Then again, that would probably kill me very soon.
Some serious side effects.
Never-the-less a miracle drug, indeed.
It's wonderful most of the time, but sometimes, it's like a drug with an addiction and lots of side effects.
I crave for love when my mind is not on track.
It gives me tinkles down my spine just to hear the voices of either of my previous lovers or even just imagining them.
Sometimes I wake up with tears in my eyes from a dream of my lovers and a sharp heartache afterwards. Wide awake in an instant. I guess I wouldn't need an alarm clock if I can master those dreams. Then again, that would probably kill me very soon.
Some serious side effects.
Never-the-less a miracle drug, indeed.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Old friends
I have got in touch with a few of my old friends lately.
It seems that some of them are doing well.
This brought mixed feelings.
All that I have seen lately for the job market has been really sad. The majority of my friends are doing poorly in the market. It feels great that some are doing well. It bring some hopes to my upcoming change of direction gamble.
However, this also makes me wonder if I could have made a different decision, since the conditions that I assumed and based on may not be so true after all.
I know I have the potential. I just am not sure which way to go.
It seems that some of them are doing well.
This brought mixed feelings.
All that I have seen lately for the job market has been really sad. The majority of my friends are doing poorly in the market. It feels great that some are doing well. It bring some hopes to my upcoming change of direction gamble.
However, this also makes me wonder if I could have made a different decision, since the conditions that I assumed and based on may not be so true after all.
I know I have the potential. I just am not sure which way to go.
One of those days
that I feel like I wanted some company.
I wanted to hang out and have a drink at a patio or backyard.
I like my parents, but I prefer friends or lover today.
Nice day out, not sunny, not hot and cool enough.
Felt like I could use a hug. There are five people that I really wanted to hug today.
Two of them are in the opposite side of Earth, one is busy with her mind, one is out of town and one has been avoiding me.
Looks like my luck is out.
I watched Courage Under Fire again tonight. It's quite a drama. I guess the emotional scenes got to me. I really missed those five.
I wanted to hang out and have a drink at a patio or backyard.
I like my parents, but I prefer friends or lover today.
Nice day out, not sunny, not hot and cool enough.
Felt like I could use a hug. There are five people that I really wanted to hug today.
Two of them are in the opposite side of Earth, one is busy with her mind, one is out of town and one has been avoiding me.
Looks like my luck is out.
I watched Courage Under Fire again tonight. It's quite a drama. I guess the emotional scenes got to me. I really missed those five.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
3 meters
How far away from a fire hydrant should we park?
3 meters. How long is 3 meters? 10 feet.
How long is 10 feet? Quite long.
How do I know when it's far enough?
I estimate with my steps.
My estimate was off today.
$30 fine.
From now on, I will bring my measuring tape along.
3 meters. How long is 3 meters? 10 feet.
How long is 10 feet? Quite long.
How do I know when it's far enough?
I estimate with my steps.
My estimate was off today.
$30 fine.
From now on, I will bring my measuring tape along.
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Shortcut to "Jerkhood"
Wanna be a jerk? Here is a short cut. Ignore that little stick on your left and behind the steering wheel when you drive.
Today I drove down Bathurst St.(Two lanes each way, mid town road, and lots of traffic.) I reached a stop light and the jeep ahead of me stopped. Light turns green, nothing happened. May be he was dreaming, give him a break. A few seconds later, it rolled up a bit and stopped. Darn. Buddy, are you drunk? Honk. Finally, here comes the left turn signal. What does that mean? I, along with the whole line of cars behind me, have to stop for the whole duration of the green light because the lane beside us was busy.
What does it hurt to signal BEFORE he stop at those lights, so people can avoid lining up behind him? A little annoyance for the clicks the signal makes, I guess. Jerk #1.
Finally, next green comes along, and a red minivan turned out from the side street and ended up in front of me. A mere a few seconds later, it slowed to a halt. You guessed it, there is a road on the left. Another honk, this time, even better, nothing happened. No signal, and another busy side lane prevented me and the line of cars behind to change lanes. There were finally no more cars coming from the opposite direction, and well? Not moving. Another honk, finally, it started moving, snailing towards the left. What's going on? There is another car trying to back out of the driveway in the small road, the "lady" in the van, was "courteous" enough to wait for that car to come out. Why didn't she signal? She was on her cellphone! Her left hand was "busy", and they say women are better multi-taskers! Jerk #2.
Had enough of Bathurst. Back onto Hwy 401. Everything was well until I reached my exit at Dixie Road. There was a slow moving truck in lane to the left of me as I tried to exit. Woosh! That gigantic truck swerved into me when I was right beside its tail. I gave my 150% on the brakes, of course. From that sharp angle, I saw its front right signal flashing! Absolutely no rear signal, broken! He was smart enough to signal, I guess, but since I "ignored" him, he decided to bully his way over. Who cares if I ended up underneath him, right? Jerk #3.
Now you see how you gain "jerkhood" in a swift?
Today I drove down Bathurst St.(Two lanes each way, mid town road, and lots of traffic.) I reached a stop light and the jeep ahead of me stopped. Light turns green, nothing happened. May be he was dreaming, give him a break. A few seconds later, it rolled up a bit and stopped. Darn. Buddy, are you drunk? Honk. Finally, here comes the left turn signal. What does that mean? I, along with the whole line of cars behind me, have to stop for the whole duration of the green light because the lane beside us was busy.
What does it hurt to signal BEFORE he stop at those lights, so people can avoid lining up behind him? A little annoyance for the clicks the signal makes, I guess. Jerk #1.
Finally, next green comes along, and a red minivan turned out from the side street and ended up in front of me. A mere a few seconds later, it slowed to a halt. You guessed it, there is a road on the left. Another honk, this time, even better, nothing happened. No signal, and another busy side lane prevented me and the line of cars behind to change lanes. There were finally no more cars coming from the opposite direction, and well? Not moving. Another honk, finally, it started moving, snailing towards the left. What's going on? There is another car trying to back out of the driveway in the small road, the "lady" in the van, was "courteous" enough to wait for that car to come out. Why didn't she signal? She was on her cellphone! Her left hand was "busy", and they say women are better multi-taskers! Jerk #2.
Had enough of Bathurst. Back onto Hwy 401. Everything was well until I reached my exit at Dixie Road. There was a slow moving truck in lane to the left of me as I tried to exit. Woosh! That gigantic truck swerved into me when I was right beside its tail. I gave my 150% on the brakes, of course. From that sharp angle, I saw its front right signal flashing! Absolutely no rear signal, broken! He was smart enough to signal, I guess, but since I "ignored" him, he decided to bully his way over. Who cares if I ended up underneath him, right? Jerk #3.
Now you see how you gain "jerkhood" in a swift?
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