Don't blindly trust the Analagy!

My exams are finished! The feelings of relief, joy and rapture are...well, to tell you the truth, they actually do not seem to be cropping up at all...odd...maybe that has something to do with the back exercises of maths I have yet to do, and all the piano practice I haven't done...but on the plus side, I did watch Black Books, and learnt how to say Dylan Moran's name properly...excellent.

Anyways, what I wanted to really comment on, was the way in which we will blindly trust analagys. If something can be said in a different way, expressed using an example, then it must be true. The same applies for idioms, metaphors and the such...but think of it like this: using the "analagy" of a game of chasie (chasee?): There is a child who is very bad at chasee and so always gets caught, so they decide to start cheating. When the cheating is discovered, they are not allowed to play anymore. So what does this teach us? Well, it's all up to interpretation really. One: That cheating will leave us left out and will never pay, or Two) That firstly you get caught, and then you cheat (?!?) and when this is discovered, you are rewarded by not having to suffer through a lunchtime of being "It" and not being able to catch someone...

Anyways...

You can't catch me!

The Unceasing Joys of Exam Week

Yes, it’s that time again. That time that comes around every six months. Exam week. Six school days when strange, strange things can happen. Mooing phones, weird bouts of calmness, and maniacal laughing during intense scenes of “The Shawshank Redemption.” (which incidentally is a fantastic film) So far, for me its 3 down, two to go, and then……BLACK BOOKS!!! *cough* Meanwhile, things are still not shrinking, Black Holes are not being utilized, and the Network is still working at its best (take for example the mooing phone)

However, on a different note, how irritating is it when you can’t tie your hair up because its wet or something, and then you have to go out, and: the wind is blowing in the other direction!!! Gah! (yes, because that’s a normal noise to make…) There’s no way around it either. You either have to walk backwards (?!?) or turn around, grab all your hair in a ponytail, then walk while holding it…v. normal looking, and extremely coordinated…well, it’s either that or tripping over every singly fire hydrant from where you are, to where you’re going. Possibly, this could be solved by carrying a hair tie with you at all times, but then if your hair’s wet (the reason it wasn’t tied up in the first place) you get a kink in it…excellent.

So the moral of this story? We should all wear anti wind bubbles on our heads, like a kindof hat…or not.

He could think in italics! Such people need watching….preferably from a safe distance...

Escapades of The Amazing Leaping Straw - The Network Strikes Back

It seems that there is a network of implements working against the human race. To begin with, we had The Handle; a cruel instrument of inconvenience, desperately fighting against the schedules of innocent schoolgirls. When The Handle was finally “taken down,” all thought that the battle was over. How wrong this thought was. After about a week of calm, came the confirmation that It was not yet over. After a week, came: the Amazing Leaping Straw. This was not a solitary agent, no doubt, countless other people have experienced attack from this plastic platoon – there you are, innocently ordering a drink, only to find that, upon its arrival the straw is trying to escape! Not only this however, while on its way out, it’s doing it’s utmost to Splash You. No matter how much you push it back down, the combination of the strong willed Leaping Straw, and laws of Physics and buoyancy will keep attempting to defy you. The only alternative to giving up is to chug half the glass, or wait for the ice to melt, and so dilute the fizzyness of the drink. This is EXACTLY what the straw wants. There is no escaping the wrath of Inanimate Objects.

Stand Strong: There is a possibility of victory! We cannot let them win.

Black Holes and Shrink Rays

I reckon, that Black Holes and Shrink Rays could solve a lot of the world's problems. Firsly, black holes have a HUGE compression power. ( I think they're created when a star explodes ((implodes!!!) or something like that) Theoretically (because noones certain that they exist at all) anything that gets caught in a black hole, would get crushed into nothing. It would cease to exist. Even time could get swallowed up by a black hole (creating the whole worm-hole thing which could make time travel possible...but time travel means possible paradoxes...and so to deal with those, we'd need parallell universes...anyways, I'm getting off topic) So, how could black holes be useful. Well, what if we could find one (though it would probably be like billions of light years away) then we could send all our garbage, nuclear waste etc. into one, then get it crushed into nonexistanse. That would solve the land-fill problems, and all the issues about being exposed to radiation. Though this would be good, there are so many problems with this (mostly cost, time taken, and logistics) but theoretically, it could work...and that leads me to shrink rays (well, really it doesn't, but I couldn't think of a linking thingo)

So, shrink rays...basically, if we could shrink stuff, it would be good. Parking wouldn't be an issue, because you could shrink your car and put in your pocket. Two major problems with this - 1) You could lose it - thats a costly mistake and 2) Whats to stop you shrinking someone else's car and putting it in your pocket? To deal with 2) you could have specific shrinky things for each car, kinda like a key. Also, if you could shrink things, then you wouldn't need the whole black hole thing (except for the radiation) because you could reduce landfill by just shrinking everything. Anyways, I reckon thats enough convoluted theories for one post.

In Conclusion: "Rock-a-moodle-fod!" From a chicken who cannot read.

Well, it's nearly 11 and I feel like typing

Avoidance of maths homework...not a good trait to have. This is what I am exercising at this very moment. After a weekend of much confusion (and strange noises and confessions) I appeared at the other end of it having watched The Empire Stikes Back, Mr and Mrs Smith, with a completed English oral, debate and Aus studies project. Also interestingly enough, I somehow managed to watch NCIS three times...but most of all, I have a new bag! I think the handle is tame, but only time will tell.

Qustion: Is it strange that this weekend has felt like it's gone forever, yet I can't remember most of it?

Watch Black Books! 9:00p.m Wednesday ABC!

Revenge of The Handle

My school bag has a life of it's own, the aim of which I think is to frustrate me. To look at, it does not seem too menacing; just below hip height, black with bits of white around it, zip, handles and "The Handle...." To begin with, it was alright - it was bigger than my last one, so fit more books, it was more sturdy, and the zip worked. It was all great, until it decided to let "The Handle" lead it. At the beginning, it would just get a litttle bit stuck, each bit more and more, until finally it came to the point where every morning after getting off the bus, an epic battle would ensue. Then I found "the way" to open it. I alone mastered "The Handle" and felt like I had won. Then Yesterday happened. One kick, and the bag thought "screw this" we're getting back into the game. All of a sudden, one of the stands came off, so the bag can no longer support its own weight. Stand it up, and it will topple to the ground. Then, came "the Handle's" revenge. Leaving McDonalds, it finally took control. Simply refused to work, leaving me with a heavy bag, which threatened me with the idea that I might have to carry it...all the way to chinese school. Four brave souls battled with it, until upon the 60th attempt, I defeated it. "The Handle" worked, and I was able to wheel the bag. Alas, the story does not end here. Forced to close "the Handle" in order to put it in the car, I was convinced of my ability to open it the next day. This did not happen. Trial upon trial, proved fruitless.

"The Handle" had made it's last stand.

Llamas!!!

This post has nothing to do with llamas go the llama song!!! I needed to escape from a conversation about whether or not the people on tv "can see us" (well, they're always proclaiming that they can, so there is an argument in there somewhere) This is actually the one about food flavouring. Chicken flavour chips do not tase like chicken, they merely taste like what we accept chicken flavouring to taste like. The only reason that we create a link in our minds with the flavour and chicken's, is because that is what we're told it taste's like. Because of this, we don't stop and think about it, just accept it as normal because its what we're used to. The same goes for strawberry flavoured lollies etc. In fact, what flavour of lolly tastes like what it's supposed to taste like (with the exception of lemon possibly) They just taste like the universal flavouring taste, not any kind of fruit or farmyard animal...I think we're all being brainwashed, but if so, the question remains: why?

This phrase is whizzing past!!!

Tiddlywinks and too much technology

I read Sarah's post on this...hard act to follow! I'll do my best though. Seymour News today has declared that the junior school tiddlywinks are not allowed to have phones at school. I absolutely disagree. They should not have phones full stop. (hehe, double full stop) Anyways, little kids do not really go out on their own, at least they shouldn't, so they'd be around an adult for most of the time. So why do they need a mobile??? Technology is slowly killing communication as it exists at present. Yes, it's heaps easier to keep in contact with people, but it's changing the whole tone of how we talk to each other. Also it is hard to tell exactly how people mean things, because you can interpret them in different ways. Because it's so easy to stay in contact, we don't need to actually meet up with anyone anymore. How's this going to turn out? But still, I like getting emails, and messages and writing on blogs, and I find it fun, so it's a bit conflicted. I think, the way this will turn out in the long run is, yes, communication will change, and we will actually talk to each other less and less, but not many people are going to mind because it's new, fun and will happen gradually. It could all end up that we're so obsessed with communication that we'll lose sight of actually communicating. Anyways, what do you all reckon?

There's another perspective on Sarah's blog http://sezslife.blogspot.com

Anyways, I'm going to write about food flavouring (especially chicken) next time.

Elizabeth

The past week in pracy form

Don't worry, this is not going to be an anecdote of my life for the past week...that would be extremely boring, and involve hours upon hours of maths (help! I'm drowning in matrices!!! Weird dream....) Anyways, i couldn't think of anything else to write about, so I think (though I'm not sure) that I'll write down the "highlights" of last week (the "highlights" is in quotation marks, because I now have highlighters, and so find it difficult to imagine day-to-day situations which have crooked fluoro lines through them) Anyways, Monday...so long ago that I can barely remember it. We had assembly...there was a dog. When I saw it I thought "it looks like a hairy basset hound" then the woman said "he's kind of like a hairy basset hound" and I was like damn, I should have said that to someone so that I could revel in the glow of coincidence...anyways...Tuesday...I don't remember. Wednesday was double free (by free I mean maths, minus the other students and teacher) and an actual Scuffle...(scuffle is such a cool word...) IT, and GOLF! I won a hat. It was blue. It said "If you can't beat em, eat em" I think (hope!!!!) that it's because of the piranha brandness of it. Then today was casual day. Though unsure that my jumper was actually green, I wore it anyways, with the mentality of "what are they going to do if it's not?" anyways, this is getting very convoluted, so I'll stop now.

Watch out for creatures who live in two dimensions and eat mathematicions...maths people...