The Wandering Deity's World

Hear ye, hear ye. Read all about it!

Please vote for this very delectable creature here.  

She's going out on a date with me, when she wins:)  

My boss told me to take some pictures of the first graders for the school's website. I asked the kids to sit still and pose nicely.

As soon as I said, "Cheese", they decided to do their thing-y.

Boy in Blue: Here's your crown, Chuckie!

Girl in Black: I'll poke your eyes, you, you pretentious Princess!

Girl in Yellow: I can't pull her hair. It's braided.

Boy in Green: The toy looks nice on your head, Princess.

Girl in Green: Oh please people. I'm too pretty for you all.

GIB: I'll pull your remaining teeth with teacher's pen!

BIB: Me so scared!

GIY: Gosh! I'm so hot!

GIG: This is boring...

BIG: I should be in the center! I'm the Princess!

GIB: Die biatch!

GIP: Trust me sister, I eat pens for lunch!

BIB: I'm outta here! You people are freaks!

GIY: No close up please!

BIG: Come on, let's have a make-over.

GIG: I so totally don't need it.

 Guess, the teacher's a bad influence huh?  

Your Score: Smart enough

You scored 112 Intelligence!

You're smart. Did you know the average IQ of a doctor is 116? Yep. You're just right around there. You're cool. I'd probably prefer to hang out with someone like you with this IQ. You're a little above average, but not quite a genius so that you annoy me with useless crap. Stay cool.

I dedicate this entry, which I got from the e-mail, to all the great fab women out there who demand for more, knowing that she deserves every bit of what she bids for.

In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question......

"What kind of man are you looking for?"

She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking.

"Do you really want to know?"

Reluctantly, he said, "Yes."

She began to expound... "As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can't do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man. I am in the position to ask, "What can you bring to the table?"

The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, "I am not referring to money. I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life."

He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.

She said, "I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don't need a simple-minded man. I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don't need to be unequally yoked... believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don't need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is
sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded."

I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive...he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can't help a man if he can't help himself. "

When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face.

He said, "You're asking a lot."

She replied, "I'm worth a lot."

By the way, this is my nails' new look. =D

Shoot me people for being so bored and choosing today's topic. Like I will ever care. HA!

According to wikipedia:

Plagiarism (from the Latin plagiare, "to kidnap") is the practice of claiming, or implying, original authorship of (or incorporating material from) someone else's written or creative work, in whole or in part, into one's own without adequate acknowledgement. Unlike cases of forgery, in which the authenticity of the writing, document, or some other kind of object, itself is in question, plagiarism is concerned with the issue of false attribution.

Which brings to mind why I find it emphatically difficult to believe some of those blogs written by "pseudo" writers. Sure this is a free world, and we have this freedom of speech, freedom to express those covert thoughts. Bla, bla, bla. Yadda. Yadda. Yadda. Yeah sure, I understand that.

However, I feel immensely sorry for the ones from whom these phony bloggers stole the contents of their blogs without due acknowledgement. Is it too difficult to link the source in your  blog? Or is it too embarassing to admit that you really can't compose a decent essay? It's alright. We all start from nonsensical blurbs. Nothing wrong with that.

I am no great writer myself, I know that. I, however, make sure that my entries are ORIGINAL. Or if I am forced to quote from a source, I make sure I LINK BACK!

Can't scrawl something of your own? Draft those dogmas in your native tongue, if you are not sure of the grammar. I'm sure nobody would mind. I won't mind. Do you mind?

Note to readers. Next time you want to impress your peers with your writing skills, make sure they will never find out where you stole those lines from. Ngork! It's so sad that you debase your friends' intelligence with those forged entries of yours.

How sad.

Go ahead and bitch about it. Make sure your grammar's right. While you're at it, go check out the meaning of INTEGRITY.

By the way, go figure the significance of the twin's picture. LOL!

Been sick for almost ten days now. Cough, colds, flu. You name it, I have it. Went to see the doctor because I got bored sneezing and coughing, taking meds and speaking with a voice that sounds from the grave. 

Surprisingly, doctor's diagnosis of the headache and earache I have been experiencing for almost three years now is caused by Temperomandibular Joint Dysfunction (TMJ). The symptoms, which I have consciously ignored over the years, include dizziness, constant headaches, migraines, tooth pain, pain down the arms into the fingers, pain upon jaw movement, ringing in the ears, grinding of the teeth and chronic neck and backache, etcetera...

(And, according to some articles that I have read online, "a bad TMJ can even cause problems with chewing and thinking. It can put you into a chronic "fog," making it difficult to think or make decisions..." )

Anyway, the doctor's verdict? I gotta wear braces. Almost 40-ish woman, wearing braces. What a sight to behold. Gross!

Speaking of "chronic fog", I am now thoroughly convinced that the primary reason why my entry to Seoul.go.kr essay writing contest was denied... is because... of TMJ!

Not.

I forgot to attach the pictures. 

How stupid can I get?

I was so psyched to win that contest because the grand prize -- 2,000 bucks -- will bring my loved ones here in Korea this Christmas. Moreover, last year's winner of  gold award is a Filipino. Aren't those enough reasons to egg on someone like me to win? Two grand is two grand. I can never earn that anywhere by just writing an essay.

For days, I completely cut-off contact with any breathing specie just to finish that entry to make it to the October 1 deadline.  

But I blew it. Big time.

*Wail, sniff, cough, sneeze*

Looking at the bright side of it though, I now have a year to polish the essay that will make me two grand richer next year.  

Whatever.

This morning. I rushed to meet a potential morning part-time employer and dashed through this turnstile. Midway however, the automatic gate suddenly closed. Disgusted, I kicked the dang thing and pushed my way out.

And tonight, I was tickled to death to see this subway mechanic tries to figure out what went wrong. Dare I say a thing? Do you expect me to kneel and bow and ask for apologies? Hello!?

I silently took some pictures, casually made my way out then inconspicuously ran home before anyone could arrest me.

On another interesting note, my blogs in Yahoo 360 mysteriously disappeared. I don't know if it's one of those Yahoo's monthly cramps or something, but I seriously believe I deserve a notice before my entire Yahoo life is deleted. Gawd!