Translation

My own version of translation:

Original: 怒從心中起,惡向膽邊生

Translation: Adrenaline rush

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What's your thought on that, BM? :D

Friday's Score

Goal: 12,676,297

As of end of Friday: 151,296

Daily Total: 16,774

Take will take to achieve goal based on daily total: 2 years

Blood Donation Scare

Well, I need to quit my game from time to time to allow the animals to hear. Apparently if you just stare at them they'll never heal. :~( Stupid design of game. So I thought I'd blog some. Perhaps it would not be too bad of an idea to litter my blog will some other entries apart from my game score, of which BM has been a very royal reader. ^_^

The first sign I saw today as I got out of the elevator on the floor I work on was a big sign that says "walk in blood drive." So I thought to myself, "why not?" It's only been 10 years since I last donated blood -- because of some medical conditions back then, I was unable to donate blood for a few years. :~( And since work was slow and I was merely sitting there feeding my animals, I thought perhaps I should go save a life instead. Hahahahaha.

So I went and gave blood. And they made me sit around and forced me to drink fluids and tried to push cookies on me and I thought that was just silly and didn't want the cookie to ruin my appetite as it was approaching my lunch hour.

I went to lunch about 20 minutes after I finished donating blood. It was a good day and I was in a good mood so I skipped and hopped to the elevator. And as luck would have it, I ran into green lights after green lights at each crosswalk so I ran through two only to stop at the third and most lenghty one.

As soon as I stood still at the third light I knew I had done something horribly wrong -- the running, what was I thinking? I started getting a little light headed. Not very severe, but enough to know that I was in trouble. And probably what they called "tightness of chest," I was gasping and my chest hurt. Luckily I didn't have to wait long, the light changed and I crossed the street and made it to the restaurant that I was heading to, the entire time feeling more and more dizzy. I was seated right away. I ordered without looking at the menu and begged for water.

My symptoms got only worse after I've entered the restaurant. I could only see intermittenly. The other times I was seeing white. The noises around me sounded from very far away. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw that about four tables from me sat four women in scrubs. I figured they must be nurses or hospital workers of sort. I debated about going up to them and asking them what I could do to make myself feel better, but I was intimidated. I've read it somewhere (and I don't mean you, BM) that doctors don't like being asked doctor questions when they are not at work playing doctors, (perhaps if those doctors would stop identifying themselves as doctors when they are not at work, that wouldn't be an issue any more, huh?). As I was formulating my approach to the nurses in my head it became clear to me that I wouldn't even be able to take the 10 steps necessary to get to them. If I so much as to try to get up on my feet, I'd probably collaspe.

I must have looked pale or something, the waiter who normally takes 10 minutes or more to bring me my water, if at all, brought it to me right away, along with the soup. I downed half a glass of water and even though I felt nauseated, I knew I wouldn't be able to make it out of the restaurant vertically if I don't have some food. I just don't know how long it'll take my body to absorb whatever I was about to eat. After the water, I started forcing myself to drink the soup, which tasted different than normal.

I thought about calling my coworker, I'd feel better if someone could walk back with me after I ate, but I don't have anyone's number. In retrospect, I have the blood bank's hotline number in my back pocket, but it's hard to think of these things when you were literally not seeing straight. Luckily as my body started absorbing the fluid, and the sitting down probably helped also, my symptoms started to go away as I eat.

After this whole incident, I sure hope my blood is going to someone WORTHWHILE. (I'm not a doctor, I can freely comment that some lives are more valuable than others.) I'd be so pissed (not that I'd find out one way or another) if my blood ended up being used by some reckless or drunk driver with a deathwish, worse so if he had already killed a few innocent. No, I do not believe people like that deserve to live and nothing shall stand in between a man and his deathwish.

End of Thursday

Moby Dick: 12,676,297

measley parsoni: 134,522

Daily Total: 21,970

I've finally hit ONE PERCENT (1%) of my goal after TEN days of HARD work. :D At this rate I'll be able to catch my Moby Dick in exactly 100 day, which is only a tad over three years. ^_^

End of Wednesday

Goal: 12,676,927

As of end of Wednesday: 112,552

Daily Total: 14,186

As my dear, loyal readers whose been following on my quest to be the best in Africa wildlife rescue , a video game may have noticed, I have already cracked ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND (100,000) points as of Wednesday, April 27, 2004!! Hurrah! Hurrah! :D

To BM: Who needs a life when there is Africa wildlife rescue , a video game :D

End of Tuesday

Goal: 12,676,297

End of Tuesday: 98366

You can see my daily score is getting lower and lower. It's only a whopping 7,000 points total. T.T My real life is cutting more and more into my gaming enjoyment! Why oh why did I worked the 4 hours overtime? This must be stopped. I should allow nothing to get in between me and my gaming!

Gaming on Monday

Goal: 12,676,297

Current: 86,184

Oh boy, I barely did over 13,000 points today!! I am letting my REAL LIFE interfere with my gaming enjoyment! This is horrible. I mean, do I really have to go to work after all? What beats staying home and playing Africa Wildlife Rescue 24/7? How could I even consider holding a JOB at a time like this??

Sunday Scores

Goal: 12,676,297

At end of Sunday: 72,328

Which make my daily total a whopping 24,323. MUCH worse than Saturday. :~( But I gueeeesssss there are other things just as important and needed taken care of as my stupid Wildlife game. :P

Feminine Hubby and The Existence of a Male Figure in Childhood

About a year ago (can you believe that this blog has already survived for more than a year?) I wrote an entry about how Hubby is very in touch of his feminine side. Well, there's been some more development. No, he did not become more feminine, nor did he come out of the closet, thank you. He attributed his feminity to the lack of a male figure in childhood. He was brought up by his mother alone, after a tragic accident claimed the life of his father.

Well, from his wife's point of view, I am not experiencing any downside from the effect of the lack of a male figure from his childhood. From everything that I've read and heard (mainly on "best of craigslist" and not just the Hollywood depiction), Hubby doesn't possess any of those common issues that women gripe about their men, or just men in general. Communication is not his weakest suite -- he is perfectly capable of expressing his thoughts and feelings and listening to mine. He enjoys canoodling. He goes shopping with me, sometimes more willing than others. He has no qualms about sharing housework. He is naturally sweet and sensitive... and the list goes on.

So judging from my own experience, and what I read about others, I can't help but wonder perhaps it's better if boys are raised with out a male figure in life to mess them up. :D

Game Score Update

After an ENTIRE day, and I mean that literally, I was able to bring my score to

Goal: 12,676,297
Yesterday (end of day): 47,995

That's a whopping 27,000 points in ONE day (of HARD work)!

If I can keep up with this pace, I should be able to achieve my goal in a little over one year -- much better than the original projected 10. :D Of course, in order to do that, I'd have to be unemployed *again*, which I am no longer unfamiliar with, and have one very unhappy hubby. :D

Game Addiction II

Hubby, being the cynic that he is, insists that the gal (boy?) who has 12 million points did not earn it fair and square. He said he/she must have found a "crack" somehow. Regardless, I am officially making calee7 my white whale and achieving 12m points in a stupid game my life goal. For that, all my dear, loyal readers must suffer with me, much like when Hubby was at sea. What do I mean by that? I shall record my daily score until I exceed calee. I sure hope the number after her nick is NOT her age (although it very well might be).

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DAY FOUR
Goal: 12,676,297
Current: 20,246

At this rate, I ought to complete my goal in 7 years, instead of my original estimate of 10...

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BM: How about getting your nurses hook on that too? XD

Game Addiction

So I discovered Gameblast.com and got sucked into this game called "Australia Wildlife Rescue." Just like many other stupid games that I've been addicted to, my enthusiasm last about 3 days because usually I can beat a game in 3 days. It wasn't that hard when that's all you do day and night when you are not eating, sleeping, and cooking for the hubby. After the defeat of the game came, of course, the withdrawal. So I searched the almight internet and tah da, I've discovered Africa Wildlife Rescue and Pacific Island Wildlife Rescue on the Nickelodeon website. So now I am playing games on the same website as hubby's 12-year-old nephew. At least most of the games are free. hahaha. Then I saw that this highest score at this game was some 12 million points. Being a very competitive person, I naturally made beating that score my next life goal. Oh, at a measly 5,000 pts a day, I should be able to achieve that in, oh, say 10 years. :D

Hi Tech Food

The executive chef of Moto Restaurant, Homaro Cantu, has been experimenting with edible printed food -- food printed with fruit or vegetable liquids on soybean and potato starch paper.

You can read more on this article from The New York Times:

When the Sous-Chef Is an Inkjet

The Moto Restaurant is located in Chicago, Illinois. Hubby is going to Chicago for a training in May. There's always hope that he'll take me there. XD I just have to make sure he doesn't found out the cost before we made it into the restaurant. ^_^

I Want. I Want.

So I kinda, sorta got a job that starts next week. So even though I might not be able to spend a lot of money right away, at least now I can return to my lifestyle of drooling over all kind of knick knacks and gadgets. This is the next on my list:

It's a portable player that can work with your TiVo Series 2 device and save up to FIVE hours of programs. It can also play media of many different formats. It can also double (triple? quadruple?) as voice recorder, digital camera, or camcorder.

If only it's not $549. :~( All the new toys are so expensive. :~(

My Newest Blog Toy

Hahaha, look what I found blog-hopping? :) An e-poster for the movie "War of the Worlds" thats coming out on June 29th. Do I know what the movie is about? Not the slightest clue. So why would I want to go through the hassle of putting that on my blog? (It wasn't easy, you have to submit and application form and they have to approve your site to put up their banner. :P) Answer: Cuz it looks cool. ^_^ So go ahead, click on the banner. Really, it won't bite. :)

They have more goodies than just a banner. Perhaps when I am more awake tomorrow, I'll see what else I can throw onto my blog. ^_^

Terri Schiavo

So the Terri Schiavo has finally came to an end. At least as close to an end as it could be to those of us who are not directly involved. Frankly I was happy to hear that when the court rejected her parents appeal. I honestly do not like my tax money tied up in frivolous law suits. Florida governor trying to acquire custody of Terri Schiavo? Oh, please!

But that's not what I want to say here. Nothing I can argue both from a legal or moral standpoint hasn't already been argued to death, but I do have one question.

Terri Schiavo's parents are Catholics. I can certainly see that an atheist who does not believe in life after death will consider death being the worse thing that could happen (although I doubt most of us atheist feel that way, perhaps it was because I'm more a quitter than a fighter. I can think of many scenarios where I think death will be a better alternative). Regardless, Catholics, as in the case of most religions, believe that there is life after death. So presumably, the difference between life and death is really down to wether the soul is still with the body.

So let's now look back at Terri Schiavo's case. If her soul was no longer with the body, it's pointless to keep the body "alive." And if she soul was still with the body, what kind of an awful existent that would be? I once watched a show about a woman recalling her time spent on solitary confinement, I believed she was locked up in a pitch black cell too. (That would be one of the scenario that I think death would be a better choice.) She continued to toss and find a button (coin?) non stop to pass time and keep herself sane. Now we all know that solitary confinement is considered as "cruel and unusual" in any civilized society. Now imagine a soul trapped inside a body that cannot move or communicate. Imagine how awful that is? If people truly believe there's life after dead, and in their theory, life after death is the glorious time is to be with their God, why not let her pass on to the next stage? Surely the first year or two it'd be hard for the ones left behind to grasp the lost, but it's been 15 years? It baffles me why it's so difficult to let her move on, to be with God, no less.

Blogs and Bills

When I was a kid, I went through a phase of marking the bills that comes through me in order to see if I'll ever get the same bill again. Well, much like any other bizarre idea in my life, this one was short-lived too. For whatever time period it was that I've marked all the bills that had came through me, no, I've never seen one of them twice. On hindsight, consider the sheer number of bills in circulation, one can be doing it for years without seeing one again, or a life time for that matter.

On a quick search on the internet, you can now track your bills through http://www.wheresgeorge.com. You can enter the denomination and serial number of your bills and see where they'll end up, or where they had been. Talking about the digital age. Of course, now that I have this "disease," I consider all money to be "dirty" (as in germ covered), I'll never dig out a bill at home unless I absolutely have to, let alone entering them into the computer. This will forever be a thing of the past.

But advertising for Wheresgeorge.com was not the purpose of this entry. I was going to talk about the list of blogs on blogger.com. You know those that shows you the latest updated blogs? I use to browse through them from time to time when I got too bored at work (this is, of course, back in the good old days when I still have a JOB). On the occasions that I've read something of interest but forgot to make a note of it, most of the time I'll never be able to find the same blog again. To accidentally run into the same blog twice is about as difficult as acquiring the same bill twice. :~(