Shipdeck of Captain Codfish

Finally its over

2007-12-06T15:39:00.000+08:00

I am glad to say that the As are finally over and so is Prom Night. It was one of the nicest nights ever, the food was good and I especially liked the roast chicken which was roasted to how a duck would normally be roasted. My application to be a relief teacher has been approved after some delay due to medical issues and I'm flying off to Penang this Friday. I've gotten a Nintendo DS lite as well, its pink so the boys wont touch it :D Nicholas and I have gotten back together and everything seems to be all going nice and smooth. Fair winds for now I guess, I'd enjoy it while I can then.
Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like there's fair winds for the world itself, especially those in America. A shooting has been carried out at Westroads Mall in America. The gunman said he wanted to go out in style and was going to be famous. Infamous would be a better term I suppose. It makes you wonder then what the world is coming to, where people are tempted to do evil just to get attention... The work of affluenza I suppose. Quite a number of Americans have been on television and the number increases every year. Guess thats one way to end up on television. Growing up watching cartoons, I was under the impression that America was a nice place where people could pretty much do or say whatever they want. As I grew up, I learnt more about it, the more my impression changed about America. True it is a place where freedom of speech exist, and freedom of religion and all those things but they end up being really...really... screwed up. Pardon the language. They may have freedom of speech, and if its through the media, they'd have to be politically correct, otherwise they may be hounded by the public. For a country founded under One God, they're trying to remove such references so as not to cause tension between the different religions. Speaking of religion, the new film coming up The Golden Compass is undergoing some controvacy due to it being based on a book about "killing God" so said the author. Some Christian schools are pulling the books off the shelf, although I'm not sure if there has been a call to prevent the movie from being shown in certain areas. I already know some of my Christian friends are being turned off by the movie due to its background. Me? I'm just more curious than anything. I've also noticed that more people seem to be more concerned about children in third world countries rather than the homeless out on the streets. It just confuses me really, that people can care more for people whom they never have met and probably never will meet, and worry about them more than the homeless in the streets of America. However, it must also be noted that there are programmes to help the homeless in America, but I'm just wondering where the sympathies of the American people lie: With their people or others? I guess I'm out of things to say for the time being. This is the Captain signing off.

MySpace Hoax Led to Daughter's Suicide

2007-12-06T15:38:00.001+08:00

I copied the article from http://www.unsolvedmysteries.com/usm494180.html

Remember this article next time your tempted to rip into someone online. It's as easy as anything to hide behind a computer but the reality is that words are incredibly powerful so think before you unleash them.

MySpace Hoax Led to Daughter's Suicide

DARDENNE PRAIRIE, Mo. (AP) --
Megan Meier thought she had made a new friend in cyberspace when a cute teenage boy named Josh contacted her on MySpace and began exchanging messages with her. Megan, a 13-year-old who suffered from depression and attention deficit disorder, corresponded with Josh for more than a month before he abruptly ended their friendship, telling her he had heard she was cruel.
The next day Megan committed suicide. Her family learned later that Josh never actually existed; he was created by members of a neighborhood family that included a former friend of Megan's.

Now Megan's parents hope the people who made the fraudulent profile on the social networking Web site will be prosecuted, and they are seeking legal changes to safeguard children on the Internet.

The girl's mother, Tina Meier, said she doesn't think anyone involved intended for her daughter to kill herself.

"But when adults are involved and continue to (edit: mess) with a 13-year- old, with or without mental problems, it is absolutely vile," she told the Suburban Journals of Greater St. Louis, which first reported on the case.

Tina Meier said law enforcement officials told her the case did not fit into any law. But sheriff's officials have not closed the case and pledged to consider new evidence if it emerges.

Megan Meier hanged herself in her bedroom on Oct. 16, 2006, and died the next day. She was described as a "bubbly, goofy" girl who loved hanging out with her friends, watching movies and fishing with her dad.

Megan had been on medication, but had been upbeat before her death, her mother said, after striking up a relationship on MySpace with Josh Evans about six weeks before her death.

Josh told her he was born in Florida and had recently moved to the nearby community of O'Fallon. He said he was homeschooled, and didn't yet have a phone number in the area to give her.

Megan's parents said she received a message from him on Oct. 15 of last year, essentially saying he didn't want to be her friend anymore, that he had heard she wasn't nice to her friends.

The next day, as Megan's mother headed out the door to take another daughter to the orthodontist, she knew Megan was upset about Internet messages. She asked Megan to log off. Users on MySpace must be at least 14, though Megan was not when she opened her account. A MySpace spokeswoman did not return calls seeking comment.

Someone using Josh's account was sending cruel messages. Then, Megan called her mother, saying electronic bulletins were being posted about her, saying things like, "Megan Meier is a slut. Megan Meier is fat."

Megan's mother, who monitored her daughter's online communications, returned home and said she was shocked at the vulgar language her own daughter was sending. She told her daughter how upset she was about it.

Megan ran upstairs, and her father, Ron, tried to tell her everything would be fine. About 20 minutes later, she was found in her bedroom. She died the next day.

Her father said he found a message the next day from Josh, which he said law enforcement authorities have not been able to retrieve. It told the girl she was a bad person and the world would be better without her, he has said.

Another parent, who learned of the MySpace account from her own daughter who had access to the Josh profile, told Megan's parents about the hoax in a counselor's office about six weeks after Megan died. That's when they learned Josh was imaginary, they said.

The woman who created the fake profile has not been charged with a crime. She allegedly told the St. Charles County Sheriff's Department she created Josh's profile because she wanted to gain Megan's confidence to know what Megan was saying about her own child online.

The mother from down the street told police that she, her daughter and another person all typed and monitored the communication between the fictitious boy and Megan.

A person who answered the door at the family's house told an Associated Press reporter on Friday afternoon that they had been advised not to comment.

Megan's parents had been storing a foosball table for the family that created the MySpace character. Six weeks after Megan's death, they learned the other family had created the profile and responded by destroying the foosball table, dumping it on the neighbors' driveway and encouraging them to move away.

Megan's parents are now separated and plan to divorce.

Aldermen in Dardenne Prairie, a community of about 7,000 residents about 35 miles from St. Louis, have proposed a new ordinance related to child endangerment and Internet harassment. It could come before city leaders on Wednesday.

"Is this enough?" Mayor Pam Fogarty said Friday. "No, not by any stretch of the imagination, but it's something, and you have to start somewhere."

Source: Crimelibrary.com

The final streatch of the ocean

2007-10-13T10:21:00.000+08:00

Well mates, its the final streatch of the ocean to cross. No doubt there'll be storms and compeition from the other ships about. Its time to see what sailing this streatch of the ocean will do. I can only pray and hope that my health, both mental and physical maintains as the fair wind blows.

Sometimes the day's work, though not plenty is enough to send me scurrying below deck by 8 in the night. Not a pleasant thing to do considering the amount of workload left to complete but the brain refuses to budge.

Even when below deck.... sleep eludes me. There's too much to do which my brain can't do without giving a bloomin' headache bad enough to make me THINK of taking my painkillers which I assure you, is something that hasn't happened much before though its happening more often this year.

But these past two years have been one of self discovery. I've gotten more comfortable with staying in my own shoes than trying to put on others. I've learnt more about the human nature than anywhere else. I've also decided that I wish to enter the education system. I've thought about it for a long while, for the past 5 years or so actually, thinking of other things before I realised that I enjoyed teaching. It is often my subconcious which knows more than my concious, looking at my activities, I love to teach though I wasn't too sure about it myself. I suppose teaching runs in my family. My grandmother taught in the school for the deaf, my mother taught geography, her sister is currently teaching in a christian school. Oh well c'est la vie!

I just hope I won't snap, or lose the wind that fills the sails at the last minute. But this is life, and without risks, it doesn't seem like living. You don't live life without risking.

Wooden Nickle, an online friend of mine shared this with the community:

To Risk
To laugh is to risk appearing the fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas, your dreams, before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk despair,
To try at all is to risk failure.

But risk must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing. If you risk nothing, and do nothing, you dull your spirit. You may avoid suffering and sorrow, but you cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love, and live.

Chained by your attitude, you are a slave.

You have forfeited your freedom.

Only if you risk, are you free.

There is some truth in his words.

To end it off, I shall leave the words of my favourite poem. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost. After all for a student...there's miles (of textbooks and revision papers) to go before I sleep.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Stolen from Seah

2007-10-13T10:20:00.001+08:00

Well decided to take this personality quiz..... pretty accurate

You Are An INFJ

The Protector

You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.
Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.
You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.
You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.

In love, you truly see relationships as an opportunity to connect and grow.
You enjoy relationships as long as they are improving and changing. You can't stand stagnation.

At work, you stay motivated and happy... as long as you are working toward a dream you support.
You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.

How you see yourself: Hardworking, ethical, and helpful

When other people don't get you, they see you as: Manipulative, weak, and unstable

What's Your Personality Type?

Erm...manipulative, weak and unstable? O.o meebee..... but I'm spontaneous!!!!!

Tiredness

2007-07-22T21:14:00.000+08:00

Its strange I haven't blogged in a long while, though I suppose I might just add one entry. The A-levels are coming and they're coming surely and quickly. I've noticed something as well... I seem to have less energy than my peers. They seem to do more work but I seem to be just as tired or even more tired than them. Even sleeping more than usual doesn't really seem to help at times. I wonder why.

Maybe its a piscean thing...

Note: Yey Ian McKellen came to our school last friday and I saw "The Seagull" today. We were upgraded from Circle 3 to Circle 1. Not bad for 32 bucks.

Twisted Wrist

2007-04-27T15:46:00.000+08:00

Ouchie, this captain hasnt posted much or anything due to laziness. Though she has recently twisted her wrist... but hmm

Scientists Unravel Mystery of Ancient Greek Machine

2006-11-30T22:36:00.000+08:00

The Greeks will never crease to amaze me. Take a look at this article I found:

Scientists Unravel Mystery of Ancient Greek Machine

Scientists have finally demystified the incredible workings of a 2,000-year-old astronomical calculator built by ancient Greeks.

A new analysis of the Antikythera Mechanism [image], a clock-like machine consisting of more than 30 precise, hand-cut bronze gears, show it to be more advanced than previously thought—so much so that nothing comparable was built for another thousand years.

"This device is just extraordinary, the only thing of its kind," said study leader Mike Edmunds of Cardiff University in the UK. "The design is beautiful, the astronomy is exactly right…In terms of historical and scarcity value, I have to regard this mechanism as being more valuable than the Mona Lisa."

The researchers used three-dimensional X-ray scanners to reconstruct the workings of the device's gears and high-resolution surface imaging to enhance faded inscriptions on its surface.

Precise astronomy

The new analysis reveals that the device's front dials [image] had pointers for the sun and Moon—called the "golden little sphere" and "little sphere," respectively—and markings which coincided with the zodiac and solar calendars. The back dials [image], meanwhile, appear to have been used for predicting solar and lunar eclipses [image].

The researchers also show that the device could mechanically replicate the irregular motions of the Moon, caused by its elliptical orbit around the Earth, using a clever design involving two superimposed gear-wheels, one slightly off-center, that are connected by a pin-and-slot device.

The team was also able to pin down the device's construction date more precisely. Radiocarbon dating suggested it was built around 65 BC, but newly revealed lettering on the machine indicate a slightly older construction date of 150 to 100 BC. The team's reconstruction also involves 37 gear wheels, seven of which are hypothetical.

"In the face of fragmentary material evidence, such guesswork is inevitable. But the new model is highly seductive, and convincing in all of its detail," wrote Francois Charette, a researcher at the Ludwig-Maximilians University in Germany who was not involved in the study, in a related article in the journal Nature.

Discovered in 1900

Pieces of the ancient calculating machine were discovered by sponge divers exploring the remains of an ancient shipwreck off the tiny island of Antikythera in 1900. For decades, scientists have been trying to figure out how the device's 80 fragmented pieces [image] fit together and unlock its workings.

Previous reconstructions suggested the Antikythera Mechanism was about the size of a shoebox, with dials on the outside and a complex assembly of bronze gear wheels within. By winding a knob on its side, the positions of the sun, Moon, Mercury and Venus could be determined for any chosen date. Newly revealed inscriptions also appear to confirm previous speculations that the device could also calculate the positions of Mars, Jupiter and Saturn—the other planets known at the time.

The international team, led by Edmunds and Tony Freeth, also of Cardiff University, included astronomers, mathematicians, computer experts, script analysts and conservation experts from the UK, Greece and the United States.

The researchers plan to create a computer model of how the Antikythera Mechanism worked and eventually a working replica.

The team's findings will be presented in a two-day international conference in Athens and published in the Nov. 30 issue of the journal Nature.

It takes an internet village to raise a child

2006-10-15T20:26:00.000+08:00

It isn't everyday you come across something that would help shape your life. I came across this site when I was about 12 or 13, can't remember honestly and I've been a member there for about 5 years.

Recently I wrote a post on it. Here's the main segment of it:

I like to call this place a village, where people know each other well. Its a place where friendships are born. We know whats going on with our fellow villagers, who's getting married, who has a new family member, who's having a tough time in life and school, and we're willing to reach out a helping hand to those who need it and will accept it. We share our experiences, recepies, tales, jokes and ledgends to those who are willing to hear them. We welcome new comers. We mourn the members we've lost, and each saturday night, the bell will chime for people to gather at this place called the chatroom to hang out.

George and Ginger would be like the mayors of the town, and the admins patrolling. Wooden Nickel the guy who enjoys telling jokes to people and lessons in life. Hey, Hey, Paula announcing everybody's birthdays to the village so they know they aren't forgotten. MsPriss and Aromatics sending messages of love,care and hope to others. (not that I'm deliberately missing out people, there's too many to count :>

And everyone does their best to help improve the place.

Sounds pretty much like a village to me though I could be wrong.

I came across this place called USM when I was around 12 or 13, now I'm 17, my brother showed it to me and I thought "Hey this looks interesting" and signed up, little did I know that the time I spent on USM would help shape me as a person.

Ya see, I basically grew up from a kid into a young adult with USM watching me the entire time. I have much to thank it for, it taught me much about the lessons in life. USM has helped me and well somewhat guided me in my growing up in life.

The stories I've read, the experiences shared, told me about the world which I was sheltered from with my books. I learned compassion, I learned resiliance, I learned that people will still care for you even when you feel the whole world's against you. I learned about how it feels to loose someone whom you've never met but yet cared for. I've learned many other things and for that I have everybody to thank.

You see, in my life, I spend more time in school than at home. I spend more time with school or books than with my family. Yeah I dont have much of a life outside school. And even when I'm at home, I'll have work to do and so does my parents. They do their best to be there for me and I for them, but I suppose without USM I wouldn't be the person I am now.

They say it takes a village to raise a child, I suppose I would be one.

In USM I found a family, I found a second home, a place where I can turn to when I need a shoulder to cry on and know I'll always be welcomed back even though I'll be missing for an awfully long time. I found a place where people won't judge me for what race I am and where I'm from, you tend to forget about those things here ya know?

I'll never regret ever stumbling upon this site, this village, this place I call home, because this is one of the few places where I know that there are people who will be there for me when I need them, a place where I feel safe and loved.

Yep and so this is the village I call USM.

end transmission.

Yep it showed me things and made me experience things through another person. I've lost friends and gained friends there. Its a good place and a good village life. Sure feels awfully nice to be part of that community :)

Yep it taught me how to love and care for others more than I did before

Observations from the deck: The value of one blade of grass

2006-10-06T09:58:00.000+08:00

What is the value of one blade of grass to you?

Consider the question before you proceed reading with this entry.
The question is asking you what do you think of a blade of grass.

Several times throughout my life, I have asked several friends, what is the value of one blade of grass, I never told them the reason why I did it, they never asked either, but allow me to say that this one showed me alot about the other person.

Answers I got varied from those of deep thought, like the grass is pretty lonely, to superficial, its just a blade of grass. The more indept the answer, the more prone the person is to taking time off from life to reflect and to think about their lives. The superficial ones on the other hand, are too caught up in mundane stuff, like keeping alive, finding whose the easiest guy/gal to date, whose at the top of the class, all those things.

Then there's more. From their answers, you'll be able to see how their thoughts go. I shall use the above example, "The blade of grass is pretty lonely". In that example, we know the person is lonely himself, and like the grass, despite having winds blown, being trampled on, is able to spring back up.

Another answer I ever received was that it was ment to be eaten. Now personally I have several intepretations for that, either the person was hungry or he's being slowly devoured by something else, school, family perhaps, leaving him no space to grow on is own.

Funny how you can actually draw out so much from that question alone, their train of thought, their personality, what they are experiencing... Though please, if one does want to actually apply such method for psychoanalysis, do it with good intentions for the other party.

The blade of grass, represents the person. Everything else represents the world.

Now I need you to listen closely to me, and listen carefully, and consider the meaning of what I say.

The value of one blade of grass is not to be underestimated, originally, all the grass in the world, must have come from one blade of grass, wouldn't you agree? Significantly, it represents that one person, can contribute so much to the world. Now lets back out of history and move into today.

A blade of grass today, would probably be found on a field, full of grass, it probably wouldn't be noticed by anyone passing by, unless it had an outstanding feature, like it was taller than a person, or pink in colour. Now lets move down to a more microscopic level.

The grass provides life for other creatures around it, the aphids, who in turn provide life to the ladybirds. The cows that chew them so that we will have dairy products and meat. To you, the blade of grass may not hold much importance, but to those creatures, it means their life to them.

Same goes to a person, you may not matter much to the world, but to those around you, you mean alot to them. You may not be able to affect the world, but you affect those around you, so take them in consideration in what you do and say.

The grass relies on the sun to give them life, people as well, we need a light in our lives, be it our own or others, to keep on living. Grass when woven together, make many objects doesn't it? A basket, a cricket? ^^

Then there are those grass that grow in odd places that catch your eye, like maybe on a cliffside or something, yep, those are the odd ones, but you have to admire them, they're at where you'd probably never risk to be. Same goes for our world, most people at catching other's attention cause they risk something and make it.

Holds alot information about life in one blade doesn't it?
So now ask yourself again the question,
What is the value of one blade of grass?

Observations from the deck: Living

2006-09-30T22:43:00.000+08:00

All too often, I see people making a living and not a life. I suppose its getting harder and harder to have a life. People have dreams they wish to obtain, so much that they forget to live. Everybody loves to dreams and it'll be wonderful to obtain whatever they sought for, but hey there's flowers to stop by and smell.

Greed and the want to possess fuel our economy. Our want to stay ahead of our competitors. So here's my question, for what?

To stay alive? Well thats the only valid reason I could come up with, though it makes me wonder about the state of our society these days when money and status is valued... Hey wait a minute, its not only today but our history, Rousseau has a point when he said that society corrupted men.

Aye all right I conceed so we all want to possess things, we all want people to work together and so on, but the question is are we willing to give and work for others, even when we do not stand to benifit? I doubt so but well I've seen cases which disagree.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I feel that our generation, the Y generation, rather make a life than a living.

Makes me wonder, what makes a "life" then.

I suppose it is something we value, something we treasure and would never want to let go. I suppose it means filling it with what we cherish such as people and so on, and actually spending time with them... because well, our hearts need a reason to keep beating. So we live for others don't we?

But in today's society, when people spend more time at work or at school than at home, its rather hard to make the connection no? Some people I know would rather spend the entire day away from home due to the lack of family love. Others, due to work, do not see their family, for instance, leaving before the kids wake and returning when the kids are asleep. Its saddening.

Or even when we're at home, we still have work to do. We get so consumed with our work that we forget those around us. Then they die, then it hits you.

Ouch.

Life

2006-09-26T20:17:00.000+08:00

This was written by a net friend who died recently. I didn't know him directly, but I know he was a friend to my friends

Our life is much like the cycle of time which we call a day. Instead of the minutes and hours that make up a day, our life is measured in months and years. Yet, even though each is different in the scope of all things, they remain so much alike.

Our birth is much like the sun rising in the morning, giving light to the beginning of a new day. As we are born, it is indeed another beginning. Our life brings light and joy to those around us.

Our childhood is like the morning, when all awaken to meet the day. So do we go forth, and meet the challenges that shape and nurture us. Just as the morning is a time when we prepare to meet the day, so is childhood a time when we prepare to meet the life that lies ahead of us.

The hours before noon are like the life we live as young adults. Full of vigor, rushing headlong to meet the duties of life, just as the hours of of the morn rush headlong into the heart of the day. It is that time both in life, and in the day, when many are at their best, able to meet any challenge, conquer any mountain, reach any goal.

The hours of the afternoon are like that time in our life when we have reached our peak. The rigors of the morning have passed, and we look forward to the end of the day. So is our outlook on life, as we reflect back on all that we have done, and we prepare for that time when we can rest.

As the evening comes, bringing with it the twilight of day, so do our lives pass into the twilight years. It is that time of rest and relaxation, when we look back at both the work of the day, and fruits of our lives. But alas, just as the sun soon leaves the sky, so does our own life begin to come to an end.

Night is like our final days. Just as the day is coming to an end, so do the days of our life. It is that time when we have done all that we can possibly do, and know the time for sleep will soon be upon us.

Yes, our life is so much like the days that we will know, and even though the day may be gone, it is never totally forgotten. For each day has an impact on someone's life. Just like the day, we will not be forgotten, for each of us in some way will impact the life of another. And just like some days are stormy, so are some lives. But even the stormiest of days, and the stormiest of lives, can have that silver lining.

Just as not all days are bright sunshine, so will there be times in our life when not all is bright. Do not let those days take you under though, for just as the clouds will pass, and the sun will again shine, so will our lives again seem to have meaning.

Do not fear the dark of the day, nor the final years of life. Embrace it, welcome it, and know that the toils of life have passed, and it is indeed a time when you can rest, look back, and say, I have lived my life as best I could.

Codfish seriously wants to drive

2006-09-17T08:25:00.000+08:00

TV adv of ISUZU Gemini, note that all were not computer graphic, those cars were really 'flying' in the air!

Codfish would like to drive like that :p

Which tarot card is the codfish?

2006-09-16T23:19:00.000+08:00

Hmm many results but perhaps they all describe me

You Are The Star

You represent the ultimate in truth and purity.
Insightful and illuminating, you provide guidance for others.
You also demonstrate unselfish, unconditional love.
You posses many spiritual gifts, including the ability to heal.

Your fortune:

Your future is looking brighter by the day.
The near future will be a time of both hope and healing.
Luck is about to come your way, perhaps the best luck you have ever seen.
Life is about to get a lot easier and much better!

What Tarot Card Are You?

I Am

Which tarot card are you?

You scored as III - The Empress. The Empress is a maternal symbol. She is the mother figure who loves, nurtures and protects.
She will protect you, she will always be there when you are in trouble. When you fall over and graze your knee, the Empress will kiss it better.
Yet she is not a weak figure. Her compassion is strength. If her children are threatened she will stop at nothing to protect them. If well aspected in a Tarot spread, the Empress can symbolise security, protection and unconditional love. If badly aspected it can represent over-protectiveness, fear of risk taking and refusal to face the real world.

III - The Empress

94%

II - The High Priestess

88%

XIII: Death

81%

I - Magician

75%

XI: Justice

75%

X - Wheel of Fortune

63%

0 - The Fool

63%

XVI: The Tower

44%

VIII - Strength

38%

XIX: The Sun

38%

IV - The Emperor

19%

VI: The Lovers

19%

XV: The Devil

Which Major Arcana Tarot Card Are You?
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You are the Wheel of Fortune card. The Wheel of Fortune continues one of the major themes of the major arcana: balance. Here the universal tendency towards balance is described by the Law of Karma. Karma is your destiny as a result of actions you have taken in the past. For example, treating the elderly in a mean fashion would result in you being treated in a like manner as you age. This is because you have introduced and perpetuated a mode of behaviour that becomes an ingrained pattern in your subconscious so that as an elder you expect others to treat you with disrespect. The Wheel of Fortune also operates on a scale larger than ourselves. Our fate or destiny is in part determined by factors beyond our control. An obvious example is that you would not be able to read these words without the invention of the internet, which has impacted millions of people who had absolutely nothing to do with its creation. Luck describes these external forces over which we have no control and is the province of the Wheel of Fortune. Image from the Aquatic Tarot deck. http://www.atarot.de/AquaticTarot/
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Codfish Entertainment: How it should have ended and the Vaders

2006-09-12T23:29:00.000+08:00

Gotta love these shows

How Superman should have ended

How Lord of the Rings should have ended

And the Vaders

Captain did an interesting thing

2006-09-08T08:19:00.000+08:00

Now to not set your alarm to wake you up in the middle of the night is one thing. To recall that in a dream and wake up to set the alarm clock is another.

Now I was happily dreaming away that I was watching this concert and playing a kind of detective. Then I suddenly remembered I had not set my alarm to wake me up at 0700. Soo...I literially woke up, reached over for my cell phone and set the alarm. It was 0345. Then I went back to sleep and continued dreaming.

Shweet

Now here's a picture of our gym door that leads outside

Exams, Prelims and Papers Oh My!

2006-09-02T22:43:00.000+08:00

Ta da its that wonderous time of the year again where exams are just around the corner and you're going "Oh crap!" and busy jamming everything in. Life is sweet =D

I haven't been able to post much due to my busy schedule, leaving before the sun rises and coming home when the cheshire cat is grinning back at me. Tempted to wipe that smirk of his face with calculus.

I'm hoping I'll be able to scrape through this exam

In the meantime, see the tuba

Observations from the deck: self indulgence

2006-08-06T14:56:00.000+08:00

A recent newspaper article read out to us in the morning assembly stated that people indulging more in themselves.

I do believe that it is quite true, given that I myself do indulge on myself.

However, I do not believe in using this blog as a track for my daily life. I never found it interesting enough or rather, how it would come out would be like this

0535h: Alarm woke me up
0545h: Get out of bed and eat breakfast before going to use the toilet
0605h: Get off potty
0613h: Finish showering
0628h: I left the house

Yes it would be that drab if I were to document my daily life. Yes I leave the house precisely at 0628h. Yes I run on military time. As previously stated, I only got a blog because a friend prodded me to do so. The pokes hurt (meep T.T)

Hmm there I go indulging on myself again, ah well, when one is on the topic, one can't help it. After all we are on course.

Perhaps there is a want for people to go "ooooooo ahhhhhh" over someone's life that makes people blog online, given that diary's were once personal things which only a selected few could read. Now the whole world can come knocking at your door. Well thats fine for everyone if they wanted to get noticed in this little world which is growing smaller each day.

Although I could never understand why other people would want to read about the personal lives of other people. Is it because they want to know whats going on in the other person's life? Or what the others think of them? Maybe its both or other reasons. The only blogs I bother to read are those which talk on topics, and not document a person's life. Everyone goes through ups and downs in life honey, get over it.

I had a rather harsh wake up call coming from my dad, he asked me "Who do you think you are to the world? You are no one."

I could be getting harsh on this but yes it really ticks me off that people nowadays enjoy sticking their noses into places. It ticks me even more that people put their personal lives online for all to read. And then complain about the lack of privacy.

But maybe its a way for friends who hardly keep in contact to know whats happening in their friend's lives. But then what are you folks going to talk about to "catch up" when you all know all? Where's the fun in that?

Everybody wants to be a someone. They do fail to notice that it is the no ones behind the backstage that do most of the work to keep the place running. The invisible caste system in society will hold. There will be the somebodies, the has beens, the would bes, the nobodies, and the never will.

There will always be more nobodies than somebodies. Personally as long as I can have a decent living, I'm contented to being a nobody. Someone's gotta catch those somebodies when they become has beens. Because some somebodies got there because of the nobodies and forgot about the little people.

I envision a day when everyone would help each other in need, where descrimination does not exist, when unconditional love is really everywhere. Where I becomes we, where team really means team, where you're there cause you're part of the team, not because you're useful to the team.

Well if that day is here already, convince me. Until then I am convinced that human kind is dooming itself even more despite waking up due to the pace of the world, where you can earn a living but not a life.

Reminds me of something I carry around in my wallet:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers;
wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints;
we spend more, but have less;
we buy more, but enjoy it less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families;
more conveniences, but less time;
we have more degrees, but less sense;
more knowledge, but less judgment;
more experts, but more problems;
more medicine, but less wellness.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life;
We've added years to life, not life to years.

We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.
We've conquered outer space, but not inner space;
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; We've split the atom, but not our prejudice;
We have higher incomes, but lower morals;
We've become long on quantity, but short on quality.

These are the times of tall men, and short character;
steep profits, and shallow relationships.
These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare;
more leisure, but less fun;
more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorce;
of fancier houses, but broken homes.

It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom;
a time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to make a difference, or to just hit delete.

Unknown

Why not let people differ about their answers to the great mysteries of the Universe? Let each seek one's own way to the highest, to one's own sense of supreme loyalty in life, one's ideal of life. Let each philosophy, each world-view bring forth its truth and beauty to a larger perspective, that people may grow in vision, stature and dedication.
~~~ Algernon Black

And here's a picture of a spoon bathing in a cup of tea:

Observations from the deck: The world works like a clock (Celestine prophecy spoiler)

2006-08-05T21:37:00.000+08:00

Long ago during a KI lesson, we were given a statement, "The world is a clock and god is the clockmaker." It was only recently that I understood what it ment.
Recently I've borrowed a book from our school's library, The Celestine Prophecy. In the story, the first insight stated is "Becoming aware of the "coincidences" in one's life." That got me thinking.

The coincidences work like clockwork once you become aware of them. Something happens, the motion is set, everything around it influenced by it works like clockwork. Everything clicks into place nicely.

My project work group and I were going to the National Library at Bugis, so I messaged a friend of mine, who I normally go with to Bugis cause there's a nice comic store there and we both are comic freaks, that I would be going to Bugis and if there was any chance I'll see him. He rang me up right a way and told me he was already at Bugis for a project. Well I didn't see him until I was going home as he went to Arab street to do his project and stuff. So after my team left, I stayed back to wait for him since he was coming back.

We chatted for quite a while then I left.

I was going home, taking the MRT (Mass Rapid Transit, similiar to what people call the subway). I called my mum and asked if she would rather pick me up from Fernvale or Ang Mo Kio (station names). She said Fernvale.

Now normally I would transit the usual route from Bugis to City Hall to Doghby Gaut, but for some reason I decided to transit at Outram Park instead, maybe it was cause I wouldn't have to change so many trains, but it was my first time using my route anyway.

The first train came along, it was so packed that everyone else around me could get on but I couldn't given that I know my bag takes up the space of another person (One cannot deny that I'm a pack pangolin). So I took the second train.

I got down at Outram Park, where along the way to change lines, I saw a blind man, tapping his stick, having gone out of the lines placed for the blind to walk along. I took his hand and he told me he wanted to go to Chinatown and I lead him to the platform. Then he asked me if his wife was behind him.

Hoo boy I didnt see his wife for sure so I searched both platforms for her.
She later found him though.

Was it coincidence that my friend was there as well so I had to wait for him?
Was it coincidence that made me choose to go through a different route?
Was it coincidence that I took the second train instead?

If I had not been delayed by my friend, my indecisiveness/laziness or the train, I would not have been there to meet the blind fellow. Or maybe because the fellow was going to Outram Park that set the entire clockwork mechanism happening?

Strangely while eating shrimp dumplings at Crystal Jade with my team, before all this started, I understood what it ment by the world is a clock... while eating shrimp dumplings.

^^ For shrimp dumpling lovers, go to Crystal Jade, trust me its goooooood *purrs contentedly* Or for friends who want to treat me, just get me shrimp dumplings.

HINT HINT

As for such I recommand that one read The Celestine Prophecy, it really opens your mind.

Interestingly, there is a concept between The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho and The Celestine Prophecy that is identical. "Coincidences" happen for a reason.
On an unrelated note, here's a picture of my hippo ^^
This is Captain Codfish signing off with a second hand to seven and the hour hand to nine.

To share a quote: Trouble

2006-08-04T21:58:00.000+08:00

NOW IS THE TIME

Trouble. ... Why do we fear it?
Why do we dread ordeal?
Every good thing the human race has experienced was trouble for somebody. ... Then why do we not value trouble as the catalytic agent it is?
Because we do not want to change.
Change shoves us into the new; it makes us hew out a path through an unknown future; it drives us to learn, compels us to stretch our imagination; it whispers, "Let go that old defense; it is no more useful to you now than are bows and arrows to a modern army.
Find a new defense -- one that fits the age you live in, one that will help you without destroying you."
Stretching hurts; learning hurts; hewing out a new path makes minds and bodies sore.
There is never a convenient time to change, to seek the hidden potentialities we possess.
And yet, change is necessary.
--LILLIAN SMITH

Change is inevitable except from a vending machine

Observations from the deck : Immortal ideas

2006-08-03T20:11:00.000+08:00

I look on the brighter side of life, its much better there honestly, though pessimists may disagree. Because I am in the dark, I look for the light, like a moth in the night. We will always be in the dark, no matter how much light we find or light up, because to see light, we need darkness.

Unfortnately, while looking for the light, like a moth, we can fly smack into a bug zapper as well and perish before our search is over. But there will always be others following the trail we've blazed.

I feel that we must and we should at least leave out a sign
"Danger, Detour this way --->"
Even when we cannot finish what we started, we must ensure that others would carry it on. Only then can an idea be immortal, and the light shines bright in the end, though we may not live to see it.

However, as the idea lives on, the progress on it continues, and the load that one carries of the idea, grows heavier and heavier by each generation. Eventually, several generations down the road, the idea becomes too heavy for one to fathom and one decides "Enough is enough, this is a pain to do" and leaves the idea.

The idea then goes into darkness, hiding and waiting for someone else to chance upon it and the cycle to begin once more.

Indeed people will come and go, but ideas are forever. Like a ripple in a pool which will never end until there is a barrier. Ideas are immortal.

But people are not. One cannot be forced to carry the idea but must take it willingly, no matter how hard it may be, unless it can be simplified.

Such the ideas that came from darkness into light, buring bright, when they remain simple, everyone can understand them, but those who clearly see the source of the light and not the light itself, understands them thoroughly and surely, will understand their meaning and worth and hold them close.

Such is the gift of wisdom and knowledge

Explaination for absence

2006-08-01T22:22:00.000+08:00

There comes a time in everyone's life, when one must make a choice...

To blog or to work.

Reason chooses the latter.

Heart chooses the former.

Despite the wizard rules that Passion rules reason.......

work first ^^;

Observations from the deck : The world runs around like an AC current

2006-07-22T22:04:00.000+08:00

The world runs around like an AC current.

Has it ever occured to you about that?

Firstly let us define, what is an AC current. An AC current is also known as an alternating current, which most electrical appliances run on when plugged into the sockets.

Now it deviates between negative and positive currents flowing through the wires at an extremely fast rate. The world itself has its ups and downs, deviating from one end to the other, and the world is getting faster. Perhaps it would come to a point when it is so fast that it comes to a stop. Kind of saying like you're so out you're actually in.

The AC current is generated by magnets going around a coil. Similarily, the world rotates around the axis, which can include the north and the south pole.

If you're not too careful, you'll get a nasty jolt.

The world continues spinning, like the AC current.

But ah well, observations on the deck may not hold true to some, but thats the way I see it.

Check this out

2006-07-11T22:57:00.000+08:00

A written check does not have to be on an officially printed form.

A legal check can, and has been, written on just about anything.

The rules are simple.

The amount must be written both numerically and spelled out in longhand, and the name of the bank and thepayee must appear, as well as the signature of the person drafting the check.

Checks have been written on napkins, T-shirts, and rocks.

A birthday cake with the proper information written in icing was cashed in at one bank.

The largest check (size-wise) to be cashed was a 70 foot by 30 foot check written by an English company and presented to a television station fund-raising event for $19,000.

http://www.therightfoot.net/mystuff/whatever/swf/bubblewrap.swf <------virtual bubble wrap

Sometimes when it rains

2006-07-08T22:57:00.000+08:00

Sometimes it feels like its raining
The kind of rain that makes you want to let it run down your face when you cry.
So no one would see your tears.
But sometimes its just the rain.
Because you can't cry.
Because its too hard to cry.
Its so much easier not to.
You just want to walk down the streets in the rain.
Cause the Earth is crying as well.
Feeling your pain.
And you can't speak of your pain.
Because few know it.
You just want to cry,
Just sit and watch the rain go past you.
But its too hard to cry...
So the Earth cries for you...
And you cry on the inside...
For you and for the Earth...

Yes I'm depressed and its a pain I won't speak of. Those who know it, you know why. Don't tell anyone else.

Advice on chemistry

2006-07-04T22:59:00.000+08:00

Refering to my reply to the replies on on my teachers blog (See link, click on title)

So here's my advice on chemistry:

Important Advice when learning chemistry:

1) Get your concepts right from the start. (very important)

2) If you have any questions, regardless of how funny it seems, question the teacher until they want to die >:D ie. Why is carbon black and dull but diamonds can be polished until its shiny and clear?

3) Use analogy to understand the concepts. Ie, why van der Waals forces stronger in longer molecules. I give you 4 basket balls (representing branched molecules), when I ask you to seperate them, its very easy. However when I give you 4 sheets of paper, and ask you to seperate them, its not so easy. Cause area of contact is larger.

4) Borrow your chemprodigy friend's work and copy not-blindly, relate the answers to the questions. If you don't know what he's doing and he won't explain, or if he explains and you don't understand, go find someone else whose explaination is powerful. Or find some way to steal the materials you need to carry out the experient (use at own risk)

5) Let testtube cool before dumping it in cold water to cool faster.

Not-so-important-but-valuable-if-you-want-to-live advice:

1) Any sulphide + Any Acid = not good. According to someone who did that, the whole school stank of rotten eggs for a week.

2) If your friend has a track record of breaking stuff due to overheating them so they shatter or setting worksheets on fire or burning metal (especially magnesium), stay about 5 tables away and dont look. First reaction is to duck under the table.

3) Keep lighters away from pyromanics.

4) Stay out of the line of fire from the test tube mouth when its boiling. That means looking directly into the tube too

5) Watch how you're holding the test tube and do not multitask unless you're very sure. Acid in your pencil box is not a good thing, alkali is fine though soapy.

6) Do not attempt to find out how hot anything can get with your hands. Do not try it on your friends either though its funny. Or put out anything thats on fire with your bare hands.

1,2,4,5 are based on observations.
3 & 6 are based on hypothesis.

Returning to where one came from

2006-06-30T23:39:00.000+08:00

It was 730 in the morning when my alarm rang to wake me up. I laid in bed day dreaming a little, relaxing. Its quite suprising how one can really wake up like that... as well as how fast the time flew! GAAAAAAHHHHHHHH I planned to take an hour to get ready, but I was late ohhhhh noes! It was already 8 in the morning. Panic button was hit, red lights were flashing!

Then I just realised it was my projector clock's projector shining into my eye ow

So I made myself a small drink and got dressed, ready for a track uphill and downhill to the nearest bus stop (no exegerration there).

Where was I heading and why? A very simple question. I was heading to where I came from. Well not really back to my mother, but to my primary school, where my fellows were gathering so we could enjoy the soup noodles at the canteen *drool*

Alast! Not all goes well... Just before I reached the gate, I received a call from Kai, she told me that Tong Hin had called her to tell her that we couldn't go in due to some big shot china guy... oh well...... So I met Tong Hin and Martin and we all sat on the rails wondering what to do except wait for Kai Hua. It wasn't that long before she came with my long over due birthday present (Thank you very much, I need somebody with the human touch xD) ]

At that moment our dear former principal came out with the china people along with Mr Wong. Well we could remember Mr Wong but strangely we forgot our principal' s name, oh well maybe its cause she never really interacted with us, we only had her for our last year before we graduated.

So she wouldn't let us in later anyway unless we were visiting our teachers cause we would be loitering around, pft... We graduated in 2001. Plus she said she had CCTV installed so we couldn't sneak in. Unfortunately our teachers who taught us left last year so...

We waited.....and waited.....and waited..... cause Ming Xian was on his way :p Well he came and Kai told us he was coming only cause she owed him $1.50. Then we decided to head to Heartland mall since we were hungry T.T I had't had breakfast too...
(xD What a reason lol)

Then we found out another fella was coming, his name is Ongnardo but I'll just call him Ongy for short since I'm lazy (refer to previous entry). So he said he'll be there soon. So we

Waited...
And waited...
And waited...

Then Tong Hin called Ongy. Turns out he was still in school. So we left him the longitudes and latitudes so he could navigate his way there and walked the whole way, in the hot sun...

Ming Xian did comment he owed Ongy quite a bit of money since he borrowed from him during our years together and never returned any xD

So then we made MX choose where we should eat and we settled for KFC (Kentucky Fried Chocobo...I wonder how'd that taste like ^^) Ongy joined us later while we were eating. He's got more hair now =3 Kai was the last to finish, complaining that we ate too fast. Problem was, 5 other people finishing around the same time ment she was eating too slow xD So.......Not our problem :p

So we sat and chatted and caught up with each other, MX was saying he wanted to go watch Scary Movie 4 which was what we decided to do since we had nothing better to do. Unfortunately I was broke but my friends were nice enough to chip in to pay for me :D Hurrah! (Thank you ^^)

Sooooo then we made our way to Plaza Singapura to watch the movie but Ongy left us cause he had another movie date with other friends whom he had promised to meet earlier. So money was passed to Tong Hin to buy the tickets since we didn't really trust MX with it. So tickets were bought and we had about 1 hour I think, to waste, soooo we went to the arcade yey :D

We watched this guy play "House of the dead 4" and when he lost, MX and TH played a new game together. There was a male and female character. So I asked "Whose the female?" Finger pointed to TH. Kai was telling me her friend was playing it and going "EEEEEE so ugly *shoots it*" Well valid enough reason I suppose for some people though I'm more the trigger happy kind of person.

IF IT MOVES, SHOOT IT! ^^

And I'm a pacifist :D

So then we sailed around the mall a bit, checked out some stores before we went back to the arcade to play once more. MX played this reaaalllllyyyyy lame game. And I mean really lame...

One of the bits was where you had to hit a button repeatedly to cause pencil lead to fall out of a mechanical pencil. You had to push out several leads before you could win within the time.

Then we played DAYTONA oh joy ^^ but I was still broke, so Kai treated me to the game. Well given my track record for driving anything, chances are that I wouldn't do good. But someone up there must like me cause I got 1st woo hoo!

:p Either my driving skills have improved so I won't crash no more or they're worse drivers than me. Either that or its pure luck xD

So after scary movie I left them since I didn't live around my primary school =3 soo reached home.... then I cant remember what I really did except talk to a friend on the phone with my head on the floor and my feet on the head rest of a couch.

xD well tomorrow I'm going out again wheeee tata

Music quiz

2006-06-28T21:56:00.000+08:00

This is just for my own amusement

Directions:
Go to your iTunes/media player/WinAmp and put it all on shuffle.
Say the following questions aloud, and after each one press play.
Use the song title as the answer to the question.

1. What do you think of me?
Blue - Sorry seems to be the hardest word

2. Will I have a happy life?
Bardot - Got me where you want me

3. What do my friends really think of me?
Natural Dreams - Africa Awakens - Serengeti Sunrise

4. Do people secretly lust after me?
Shaggy - Angel

5. How can I make myself happy?
Enya - The memory of trees

6. What should I do with my life?
March of Ghost ～亡霊の行進～

7. Why must life be so full of pain?
A1 - Everytime

8. How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
Enya - Orinoco flow

9. Will I ever have children?
Natural Dreams - Africa Awakens - Kilimanjaro

10. Will I die happy?
Fess Parker - The Ballad Of Davy Crockett

11. Can you give me some advice?
Enya - Adiemus

12. Do you know where your children are?
Westlife - Change the world

13. What do you think happiness is?
Sarah McLachlan - Fumbling towards ecstasy

14. What's your favourite fetish?
Nathan Lane, Ernie Sabella, Jason Weaver & Joseph Williams - Hakuna Matata

The effects of coffee

2006-06-28T20:59:00.000+08:00

Coffee is a wonderful thing. Interestingly, coffee is the second most commonly traded commodity in the world (measured by monetary volume), trailing only petroleum, and the most consumed beverage. Note to self, next shipment, add coffee and coffee makers. Now here is an equation most people might want to be aware of.

Tired sleepy Captain + Coffee = Hyper Codfish whose feisty

Today was the shipdeck exam where we were tested about the various biological stuff we find in the ocean. (Bio exam today) It was a nightmare! I hope I did do well for the exams. Might affect my status as Captain of me ship.

Well there's a final examination on Tuesday and I'll have five days to prepare for my listening exam. Tuning ears :p

The pounding of the sea

2006-06-24T22:19:00.000+08:00

Alast even a captain must face the pounding of the eternal sea in one's own head. Unfortunately the pounding lasted the whole day........

Hurts to think what to write.

Lazy Captain

2006-06-24T01:01:00.000+08:00

Sitting on my favourite spot at 1 in the morning while chatting to some of the other captains, nice feeling really, aside from music from 50 years ago playing on the radio. Not that I'm one to complain, but it was those songs which were sung in dialect.

I'm a lazy captain...

I'm too lazy to go to sleep cause it takes effort to get off the computer to get to bed

King me

Caution I bite

2006-06-23T23:49:00.000+08:00

The day started off as a wonderful day, the weather was fine just for sailing, though those black clouds at the horizon gave an omnimus gloom. The birds sang gaily and I awoke to their merry chirping. I sat on my bed wondering...

WHY IN THE WORLD DIDN'T NOAH KILL THOSE TWO MOSQUITOES!

Those pesky critters seem to enjoy making me into their buffet table. I swear they are like stealth bombers with a singing lady on each wing. One would figure they would be happy with one serving, but nooooooo they had to come for seconds, and thirds...and fourths... so I'm counting about eight speed bumps on both my tail fins. I swear I either taste good or they want to run me out of business. And they didn't even pay! The gall of them.

They should be given a sign "Caution I bite" in big red flashing neon letters.
Then we'd know where those buggers are.

Cod Terminolgy

2006-06-22T23:19:00.000+08:00

Some words I came up which may explain some day to day activities

Cheongwork: Work done at the last minute. Cheong means to rush through something

Prain: Spraining one's brain by studying too much causing it much pain

Projamming: The art of cramming everything you need for an examination but the information jams before it. Or the phenomenon of craming programming info into one's brain before an examination

Reminiscence of my former sailing exploits, a true story

2006-06-22T12:08:00.000+08:00

Contrary to popular belief, I ever did sail on the real ocean on my own boat. No I didn't own one, it was rented. It was a topper with a 2-3 meter tall mast, at least I think it was that height, I don't know but it sure hurt when it swayed and accidentlly wonked me on the head... or was it the boom... did anyone get the number of that truck?

Picture of a topper boat (the one with the sail, not the little rubber thingy on the left)

However, NOT contrary to popular belief, I was a terrible sailor. All right not so terrible but I was the only one in class who didn't pass my final sailing exam. It wasn't my fault honestly! All right it was but... whine...

Why I wasn't allowed to pass, was because we had this thing called "Man overboard manuvuer" where we had to haul extra life jackets out of the boat to pretend that it was a "partner" who had fallen off the boat. You had to circle around to come get him. Unfortunately for the life vest and fortunately it wasn't a man, I kept running over mine. The most vivd memory of that experience was the bump noise it made when I realised that I had run over it, and it had been caught smack with my rudder.

Here vesty vesty vesty

Bump

*checks rudder cause I felt the drag*
oops...
*prays hard the examinor didn't see it*

Now another thing why I'm a terrible sailor. Scroll up to look at the picture of the topper boat, now think how tall it should be. Now imagine that little boat...sailing under the docks... Yep you read right, I managed to sail under the docks, with a mast that high. Only a genius (or an absolute idiot) should be capable of such things. Had to be nicely towed out, it was hilarious though. I was the only one who managed to do it.

Another point that I'm a terrible sailor, the currents blew me to the rocks, I had to figure out how to move my boat out to sea again. The instructor wasn't around, turns out she was helping another person who got stuck at the rocks. So hurrah I wasn't the only one. But it was a really fightentening and well, one of a time experience, you try moving the huge boat with a small rudder, which was out of the water, you try it, wasn't an easy feat, but oh joy I managed to get out into water...

Only to realise that my string for controlling the sails, was under the rudder... now it would not seem very difficult would it? Unfortunately, my ship was "on the run" which ment, my sail was thrown 90 degrees open, and catching the wind completely. While my boat was sailing along, rockily, I couldn't move my rudder cause the rope jammed it, so I couldn't turn the boat to resting mode.

In short, I was moving along unsteadily, with no way of controlling the boat.

I did the only thing I could think of at the moment, try and unhook the rope from the pully system. Which was kind of dangerous and scary thing to do since the pully was swinging back and forth in the wind, hence it could have given me something more than a headache or loose an eye if I wasn't careful. Well I somehow managed to do it and my boat came to a complete stop.

Oh joy so now I'm stuck in the middle of the sea, with my sail flapping in the wind, and my rope still jammed under the rudder. Somehow I managed to work the rope free, fix up the whole thing again and continue sailing like nothing ever happend.

On closer look, I should have just capsized my boat. It would have been easier to remove everything and fix it back. But nooo I had to be lazy cause I didn't want to turn the boat up again... plus I was scared.

So even though I had these experiences, I missed sailing... well to be out on the ocean to be exact. Though the mishaps were an adventure.

On another side, I lost my hat while sailing once, never wore another hat again after that... My hat... So if anyone finds a white hat with a black inside at sea, or black hat with a white inside, its probably mine, so please return it. Will trade chocolate chip cookies for it.

This is the real side of Captain Codfish signing off

Day 1 (again) of the day on the open sea

2006-06-22T10:43:00.000+08:00

I shall maintain that my quill pen has a life of its own and enjoys dipping itself in invisible ink while I write a log. ( My internet browser crashed while I was trying to post the first post) Either that or the book hates me at the moment. I shall maintain it is the former... either that or someone will be in alot of pain, namely me.

Very well here's another introduction. My shipmates keep asking me if I've been logging my daily events, being the procrastinator I have been I'm finally starting only now. So I shall begin by introducing myself.

You can call me Captain Codfish, though my real name is heh I'll just leave it to you to figure out, I'm just plain lazy to type it out. I'm a 17 year old captain of a rather small ship which sails through the seas of time. I shall be documenting my life as it goes along. Storms will be expected, be it internal or external. Though the internal ones are often the worse. Have you ever tried chasing a rain cloud out of a hold? Its havoc I assure you, with nothing else other than a broom. And often you accidentally, maybe "accidentally" actually.... hmm I just made another alliteration (there I did it again!)... hit others with the broom in the process.

I enjoy alliteration and many other things, possibly called crazy by the other captains who know and see me, though I'm sure and hoping that my shipmates know better, but oh well, I am crazy, ever seen a captain try to sail a ship backwards? (walking backwards is fun :D)

Now to actually explain what I mean:

The ship represents my life, The sea represnts whatever I meet along the way in time, hence the seas of time. My shipmates would be the people closest to me. I shall be writing in the format as above and if anyone has trouble understanding what I mean, feel free to ask for an explaination. I enjoy writing in a way that screams "Absolute nonsence" to some people. Might be a while before I post another entry since I'm a procrastinator... speaking of which I have alot of work to do... Words in italics means I'm talking sensible, or at least trying to not being Captain Codfish. Why a codfish of all fishes?! Easy I like alliteration, plus I'm a piscean. This fish sense to you?

The yearly midyear ship examinations arrr (arrr pirates get it? ^^;) coming soon soo I should really get down to polishing and cleaning the ship. So long and thanks for all the fish!

This is Captain Codfish signing off, praying the invisible ink won't act up again... though this time I'm making a copy of it. So I wouldn't have to rewrite all this, holding a quill pen with flippers is a daunting task indeed.