Australia: weigh yourself down

Check your BMI

A BMI score of 30 or more is considered obese.

Australia is facing a serious problem -Australia's obesity crisis worsens as survey shows two out of three adults overweight or obese


I moved to this country in 2001 as a child, and one of the first fears I had was growing up in Australia, and becoming "fat". It has made me keep away from oily and fried foods from then onwards. Over 11 years later, it's gotten worse.
Obesity has increased in Australia, and it's rising. The fact that junk and fast foods are the cheapest doesn't help either.

Australia, you need to lose that excess baggage. Like with everything, start small - slow down on junk food, fast food, fried foods. Lessen your portions, eat an alternative. There are so many delicious foods out there.
Doing the calories/energy calculations definitely helps to control what to eat, and what to avoid. Accompany this with some exercise for maximum effect.

I'm no professional, but many fail or give up not long after trying, maybe due to too much sudden changes. (there would be other reasons too) When I try to correct a habit, I have found that taking 1 step at a time is more successful than trying to abruptly change overnight. Eating is a habit and an addiction, and it can be fought. Set small goals to start off, then take 1 step further when it's been reached, then the next one, etc.

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The U.S. isn't getting out of this either - check this out.

"While the average body mass globally is 62 kg, north Americans weigh in at 81.9 kg.

The US makes up for only five per cent of the world’s population, yet it accounts for almost a third of the world’s weight due to obesity.

In comparison, Asia has 61 per cent of the world’s people but only 13 per cent of the world’s weight."

 

World War III

I've always said WW3 would be on the internet.
If SOPA passes, it would prove me right, and they'll praise me to be the internet phrophet and put me on par with the Mayans.

Don't let it pass. You don't want me to be a prophet. Trust me.

Outside my balcony

New notebook

Got a HP dm1z! (or just pavilion dm1)

Now, personal grudge against HP still holds, but for this little and worthy fella, it's an exception.

It just ticks all the boxes especially if you're a student, looking for a value laptop on the go.

Forgive me for this, but this is going to sound like an advertisement, which isn't intended!

As a computer science student, I needed a portable machine with a screen larger than 10'', lightweight, good battery life, relatively affordable, and not a mac(too expensive, compatibility issues for some programs).
Specific criteria I went by:
- >= 11.6'' screen w/ 13xx*7xx min res
- under 400/500 bucks
- wireless net
- ~1.5kg
- snappy processor
- stirdly built

After weeks and weeks of research and contemplation, it boiled down to the Lenovo thinkpad 120e, and the HP dm1z.

Online reviews for both had me hanging for a few weeks, but after finding a coupon for dm1z, it was clear.
So far it's doing great - the AMD fusion is behaving well, display is sharp, lag hasn't appeared yet.

My expectations for this machine is just to be able to compile and run code without problems, and work remotely off the uni machines, and have a large enough screen to scroll through many many lines of code. (i.e. not a 10 incher)
No gaming, no fancy HD video watching, no surround sound, nothing that requires horsepower.

The keyboard on it is nice, very much resembles the mac keyboards. It doesn't feel plastic or flimsy.
Some complain about the trackpad; I can tell you it's better than the one on my 16'' Asus K61IC(which is overly sensitive). The left/right click buttons are indeed joined to the tracking area, but it's very obvious - by touch - when you've reached the buttons.
Its glossy screen and the thinkpad's matte were hard to pick from. I would've definitely gone for matte, but the dm1z won me over with the price + promising fusion processor.

So it's perfect for students who are looking for decent battery life, a sufficient screen size, low cost/good dollar for power, and don't need beastly performance.
All under 400 bucks directly from HP (USA/USD), even cheaper with a coupon.
Including the shipping cost to Australia, it still costs much less(> 100 bucks) than what you'd have to pay from retail stores.

On a side note, I; did my research, know a bit about hardware, and have a keen eye for perfection + precision in graphics. Still, no complains from me for this machine yet.. EXCEPT! the slightly badly located ethernet slot - it's like those flaps on mobile phones that you have to pop out, and is attached by a short piece of plastic/rubber. But considering the machine will use wifi 90% of the time, it's not really much.
Maybe there will be an update after a week/month.

You know what would be bloody awesome?

If medic gets the ability to resurrect.

Assuming the medic update comes with Meet the Medic.

It's been fun. Don't come back.

Forms FORM-29827281-12-2:
Notice of Dismissal

Well here we are again
It's always such a pleasure
Remember when you tried
to kill me twice?

Oh how we laughed and laughed
Except I wasn't laughing
Under the circumstances
I've been shockingly nice

You want your freedom?
Take it

That's what I'm counting on
I used to want you dead
but
Now I only want you gone

She was a lot like you
(Maybe not as quite as heavy)
Now little Caroline is in here too
One day they woke me up
So i could live forever
It's such a shame the same
will never happen to you
You've got your
short sad
life left
That's what I'm counting on
I'll let you get right to it
Now i only want you gone

Goodbye my only friend
Oh, did you think I meant you?
That would be funny
if it weren't so sad
Well you have been replaced
I don't need anyone now
When I delete you maybe
[REDACTED]

Go make some new disaster
That's what I'm counting on
You're someone else's problem
Now I only want you gone
Now I only want you gone
Now I only want you
gone


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I guarantee you'll not go hungry, cause at the end of the day, as long as there are two people left on the planet, someone is gonna want someone dead.

Arrived home, dumped my jacket, then threw myself at the computer.
I see someone's buried my monthly account statement from the bank, under some post-it note stacks and random receipts from Big W and Woolorths. From within the envelope, reveals a statement unusually long from the usual ones. Out of nowhere, comes this spark of odd thought which I soon committed myself to. It was to cross-check and confirm every transaction made within the time period stated on the paper. There was no particular reason, no motivation required, nor did anyone lecture me to do it. Maybe it was just.. autonomous. Maybe something from deep within suddenly decided to do something productive. Maybe it was the transactions on the record showing "PAYPAL AUSTRALIA" on every single one of them, except for one, to Valve. OR MAYBE... My brain could no longer stand being unused since the summer holidays started, and wanted to at least do something that required even a minor watt of brainpower. And so, I checked all the transactions off, learned something - that PayPal's logged date is a day behind the logged dates on my bank statement - which is surprisingly more useful than you'd expect. After that, followed half an hour of the new(well, to me) episode of the Big Bang theory on the telly. During which I had my Singaporean noodle takeaway. It's really good, except now my hands smell like them. I'm off to wash them now.



P.S. The title is a quote from the Sniper, from TF2.

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Just cleaning the keyboard.

That guy.

The other day, on the express to Strathfield train, I overheard two dudes talking about someone.

".. He's really nice; he's always kind, he always has time for you, he's always smiling.. "

It seemed like one of them were describing a friend of his, to another, for purposes of introduction. I personally thought he was describing the way this guy is at work.

There appeared an instant spark of respect for that guy, as soon as I overheard it.
It makes quite an inspiration to strive towards a better person.
Think about it; if you found out that you've been backchatted about, wouldn't it be awesome to discover that they've said something similar to that guy on the train, but about you?
Wouldn't it make you feel good for leaving a nice impression on people? Surely it would. :O

Everyone knows it's difficult to find truly good friends; ones you can trust, ones you know who won't attempt to nuke social circles, and especially ones that you can pretty much get along like family(or better!).

Perhaps individuals can be depicted as a chunk of clay at their own control. Depending on how they decide to shape themselves; smooth, round, rigid, geometric, spiky.. and where they decide to go with it; do they toss it around everywhere? do they kick it around the ground, or do they roll it around in sand? do they hold it carefully in their hands?
As they continue to mould, it will accrete with dirt, rocks, stones, dust.. they'll eventually sink into the clay. Any injuries to the surface would gradually be moulded away.
Obviously the result would be of how they took care of it.

I think I'll take good care of my chunk, and mould it into something friendly. Something which others won't frown at; something, when the others hold it, that would leave a kind impression on their hands.

tl;dr: It's nice to be complimented. I'm going to try and be less of a pain in the back.

http://icanhascheezburger.com/2010/11/01/funny-pictures-owl-i-see/

GETTING OFF MY LAZINESS HAI HAI

Friend posted this on fb. I thought it was funny and sad.. Although what this video outlines doesn't actually point to someone being a "Shitty artist" (more like "how to tell if someone still has a lot to learn".. this felt more like some random ranting about how they're sick of seeing unprofessional artists /swt), I think it points out bad flaws and habits with my drawing practices.. >_________>



Out of the 50, I'm going to make a list to gradually cross off.. Hopefully in the future, they won't apply anymore D8

04. They always draw heads and faces.
05. Their characters always face the same way.
06. The proportion is awful.
07. Every character looks the same.
08. They draw same faces with different hairs.
09. The characters' angle and direction are very odd.
13. They always draw one character. (no more than two characters in a single canvas)
14. They always draw characters in the same angle.
15. All of their characters have the same facial expressions.
16. Static and passive poses. They can't draw characters in dynamic poses.
17. They never draw feet.
18. They can't draw figures from high or low angles.
20. A shitty figure drawing in dynamic pose can be turned into a 4th Dimensional abstract. _{(I LIKE THIS ONE, LOL.)}
21. Same characters looks totally different when it is drawn in different angle or direction.
24. They don't know how to draw old people.
25. They don't know how to draw hands. (.. still not confident in this area..)
27. The idea sketch is professional but actual quality is shitty.
29. Their works are always asymmetrical. (.. wha?.. will work on that anyway..)
31. Rough sketch = Finished piece
40. They are not patient enough to practice.
43. They are more than willing to draw but they lose the spirit so easily.
45. They draw once a month or even once a year.
48. They don't have faith in themselves.

호주에 왔을때부터 생각 하나가 꼭 떠오르는게 있다.
한국사람들은 여기 와서 배울것이 참 많다는것.
여기와서 많이 배워갔다면 한국사회는 더 좋아질거같다.. 라는 생각.

I've always had this one thought.
That people from Korea has a lot to learn in Australia.
That it'd be nicer in Korea if people came to Australia and took back what they learnt.

Procrastinator.

I need to get fired from this occupation, because I'm too good at it.

Racism

Is so last century.

As an Unprofessional Musician.

My piano is not just a piano; it is a diary, a blog, a listener, and a resonator.

Any sort of true, dedicated musician would perhaps understand that performing music is more than what comes to the general mind when we say it is "a way of expressing oneself".
Sure, that is what it comes down to in a nutshell, but like everything else, that's no more than scratching the surface.

When you play an instrument, and when you are playing music, you not only physically interact with the instrument, but intimately weave it with whatever you want to pour into it selectively; be it emotions, feelings, thoughts, messages, or just everything.
This, referred to be the "interpretation", determines how the performed music sounds like.

When I am playing music for myself, it is much like writing a diary entry, or ranting on a blog.

When I am playing music for someone else, throughout the whole of it, I sincerely hope that all of what I want to give gets successfully transferred to the listener. In other words; transmit a glimpse of an experience interleaved within the music.
My concentration is on the execution of every note(this probably sounds naive), making sure they are sounded properly, considering both the presence and the absence of sound. It is similar to capturing a photograph - the photographer manipulates light to produce the intended image. The difference between the two is that when playing music, all of which has been said above happens sort of passively. The music and the interpretation are one but two separate things. One may play the instrument physically, but one performs with their heart.

People sometimes feel that a certain song really captures them, reaches into them, speaks for them, and evokes other strong enough emotions to perhaps pull out some tears. This maybe is when they successfully establish a connection with the music through - I guess the right word is - sympathy. It is through superior interpretation, that makes it possible.

Now I'm sleepy. Concluding entry for now. 8|

>_>

Police move in to end 24-hour bus hostage siege in Philippines

"Police used hammers to smash side windows, door and windscreen, but still did not enter the vehicle and there was no movement seen inside."

Not only that, whoever was smashing the door windows, he lost the grip on it, and it flung into the bus. He swiped it back out in a scurry.
They tried to "jimmy" the door open.
They tried to pull the door away by tying an old rope to the door and attaching it to a truck. The rope broke off as soon as the truck drove off.
They repeatedly smashed the windows, until it looked like it'd been chucked around by a giant baby.
They were scared shits out of their pants, fair enough. BUT THEY'RE POLICEMEN. MAN THE FUCK UP.
They were really no more than just a group of average men equipped with gears.

It's sort of like the election period; they just show to the media they're doing something, and hope it all goes well.



Was it really the best they could do in that situation?
What happened to the negotiation?
Could they have thought it out better?
Aren't there special units trained for these situations?
Did they really think breaking in with a sledge hammer, into a bus with a disgruntled gunman with an M16 rifle, who's got nothing to lose and is ready to kill off the hostages, was a smart idea? Or does that just sound like something an angry mob would do to break into a bus?
WHERE ARE THE BARRIERS..?!

Now, I may not know anything about policing, but really.. the tactics they pulled out was no less than what I can pull out without any policing experiences. And I'm just a random 19 year old, for fruck's sake.
I also heard some laughter after some shots fired by the gunman, probably evoked by fear.

From what they showed us, I only saw 4 people walk out of that bus, the rest were carried out of the bus. CNN have reported that at least 10 people have been killed.

This went international. Imagine, one of your family members were on that bus, and you were watching as this took place.
How would you feel?
What would it be like if your sister, brother, or parents were on that bus?
How devastating would it have been, if you saw the side of your own relative, sitting by the window, unconscious, on a seat cover stained with blood?

How agonising would it have been for the family who was watching as their daughter/wife/mother's body was being dragged and carried out of that bus, motionless, and stiff?


The bodies of the two women seen at 1:05 was seen being dragged out during the aftermath. Also, the previously mentioned rifle spray was towards the middle aged lady wearing the green patterned shirt.

The aftermath was an absolute mess.
There were civilians everywhere, walking in on the scene for a closer peep, some with the gigantic colourful umbrellas that conveniently blocked the camera views, and hindered with the traffic.

You can see the aforementioned body of the young woman there.

It's believed to be reported that the gunman was taken out by one of the policemen.

That was an extremely poor situation handling by the police.
It was just simply RIDICULOUS.
I honestly think many people would agree that if the police(or some authority) had made smarter choices, many lives could have been saved.

Dear policemen, I think you're copping this one. Hard.

The World can be Anything, really.

In this case, a symphony(in the non-figurative sense).

Some years ago, I once had this thought experiment, based on the theory that at every moment of the day, something interestingly musical is happening somewhere in the world - excluding "music" made by actual musical instruments - and by correctly hearing these sounds in the right order, you'd be able to make music out of it, or in other words, you'd ultimately be hearing a musical arrangement.

That's pretty vague, so let's put it into context..; for example, people sneeze. And at every second of every day, it's probably correct to say that someone, somewhere on this planet, is executing a sneeze.
Alright, so that's the base case.
Now, to pick out the right pitch.
The pitch of a sneeze differs from people to people, so if you were able to tune into the specific sneeze of a certain pitch every second(like radio signals, but instantly), you'd be hearing.. music!

Oh oops, my bad. For now, let's define "music" as a simple arrangement of sounds to create a melody and perhaps an accompaniment.

Yeah, it's basically making music out of sound samples, except it's not being produced as an actual music file, but stays as a thought.

If you think about it, it's kinda cool. This is happening all the time, not bound by any parameters, but at the same time, it's not happening.

If you think about it too much, it's magnificent.
What you can't hear could possibly be the greatest piece of music(or sound) you'd ever hear in a lifetime. Or the opposite.
It's constantly making sounds, the world is alive, blahblhablhablahblahblah, yep.

So I used to think about random things that nobody would bother to think about, but now, all I think about is how to kill that damn spy on tf2.

Bloody spies.

Prime Principles

Everyone have their own morals and values to follow, ethics, logistics, etc.
Believe it or not - as ridiculous as it sounds - I actually have some myself!
I'm just waiting for them to be proven wrong, and anticipating what my reaction would be when it happens.
So, here they are(in no particular order):

• The Law of Equivalent Trade.

I thought about writing a whole blog entry, but I figured this blogger would eventually reach its character limit and break the system.

:D

New post.

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That is all.

Don't stop thinking.

From the moment I wake up, until dreamland, thoughts never stop cycling around in my mind.
In every hour, every minute and most likely in every second of every day, I'm always thinking.

It's a little hobby of mine; time is precious, life is probably less than a decade long only, so don't waste even a bit of it! Use it up on thinking. Regardless of however big this thought may be.