tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57776322270466381202024-03-05T01:22:39.564-08:00Welcome, To the End of the World as we know it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger133125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-77191232287734673762011-08-18T21:23:00.000-07:002011-08-18T22:08:31.085-07:00EpidemiologySo right now im procrastinating, I have a very important test in a few hours, 10% in a paper I need to pass with 90+% to shave a few years of my degree. Only problem. Its boring. Not boring oh dam nothing exciting happened today. No boring, in a banging my head against a wall would be more interesting.
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<br />Basically I'm about to blog about Epi as a form of study to kinda keep myself interested!
<br />Epidemiology is basically counting people, counting sick people, and then counting dead people when they die. The whole idea is that if we know whats causing people to die, and its preventable then we can do something about it. Eg. on a fiscal level implement health reforms invest in new treatments, or improve social services.
<br />Ultimately its about using data to save lives. Good idea, easy concept, often intuitive.
<br />For example the main determinants of an individuals health are, Socioeconomic, cultural and environmental conditions -> Living and Working conditions -> Social and Community influences -> Individual life style factors -> Age, sex, & hereditary factors. ie these things all effect the individuals health, which is defined at "a state of complete physical, mental, and social well-being and not merely the absence of disease or infirmity." by the World Health Organization.
<br />The data is collected in many ways, such as routine data collection, registries or reports. The quality of data depends on its source and the likelihood that it is incorrect or has a form of bias.
<br />NOIDs (Notifiable infectious diseases) are diseases that medical clinicians have a moral and legal obligation to contact health monitors. This is an example of passive surveillance which is one of three types of surveillance used to monitor health, the others being sentinel and active. With Active being when monitoring services are actively tracking down information about incidence and prevalence whilst sentinel is when key sites are monitored, eg. emergency rooms in key hospitals.
<br />There are several different types of studies used in epidemiology to figure out whats going on. One example is cohort studies. These studies follow a population and measure potential risk factors of a disease. These studies can be done historically using routinely collected data already available or be Prospective or concurrent, selecting a population and following them until a conclusion can be made about the outcome examples of this study include the Dunedin Multidisciplinary study, and the British Doctor study.
<br />Other types of studies include ecological (correlational) studies which compare larger scale populations based on environmental factors such as pollution or sunlight hours, and are suitable for discovering basic level causes but sometimes results on a population level fail to hold true at an individual level. These types of studies are good for hypothesis generation.
<br />Another study type is a cross sectional study. These studies provide a snapshot of the health of a population, but are useless at providing incidence data as they only truly capture prevalence information, this means its good for stable diseases ie. You have it and can't lose it. but not for diseases with a short prevalence.
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<br />Sigh, Study.... Shot me now!
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-46261289150713742842011-07-20T03:40:00.001-07:002011-07-20T03:40:04.839-07:00formspring.meAsk me about stuff and maybe I'll awnser if I think your awesome enough to be graced by my response. <a href="http://formspring.me/switchbladenz" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/switchbladenz</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-62573072671799933152011-07-06T07:15:00.000-07:002011-07-06T07:28:56.410-07:00ChaosI have a new theory, on life the universe. Everything. It is that we, us humans enjoy chaos. Secretly we love it when life gives us chaos, gives us the unexpected the horrible, the amazing, the joy, the pain and hurt. We love the happening the adventure that the chaos brings. When there is no chaos in our lives we bring it our selves! We create it through alcohol lubrication acts of stupidness, or saying what we know is the wrong thing to the wrong person because it gives us kicks, the head spin we're looking for the stomach lurch we long for the adventure we crave.<br /><br />I for one, could sit down and just do things, but no I prefer the chaos, I would rather not do useful things but play ours of video games, not study but spend time talking to friends that most probably won't be around once this chapter in our lives ends. When the chaos of life pulls us apart. Think of all that could be achieved if we did away with procrastination and just did, didn't think or ponder or daydream just did. We did what we wanted to do, what we really wanted to do, chase our goals properly with all our bones. Some people do, but I don't. Its the chaos, we love the chaos, we love the mystery of it all.<br /><br />I sit here now wondering why, why is there this chaos, why can't I just live without this chaos. A large amount of its in my head, I know I imagine insanities, worlds where this happens or that happens because these decisions were made at this point in time. Parallel dimensions, its such a waste of time because there is only this world, this life.<br /><br />To be honest I'm not sure if this makes sense, its simply a 2.30am rant. Happy adventures world!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-68681370322250517842011-07-06T05:04:00.000-07:002011-07-06T05:25:15.060-07:00Hm....So grades are out, not as amazing as I would've liked but sadly what I probably deserve. Lesson LEARN STUFF IN THE SEMESTER! Don't give up, get distracted, try and chase girls. Waste of time, especially if by some divine power you continue on your course of only chasing messed up ones!<br /><br />My grades weren't so bad for me to curl up wishing to disappear, but when one needs an atleast an A- average combined with an aced UMAT score to get into there desired second year course a B, two B+'s and an A just doesn't quite cut the mustard. My average as it stands is a B+ Which with some luck and hard study I should be able to bump up. If I can survive, stay focused and not get distracted. This means, no staying up late during semester, no going to town, no drinking, no wasting time on girls, but hey I'm a fresher so that's never going to happen! All I can do is try my best and that's what I plan on doing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-40946950955938335412011-06-27T05:38:00.001-07:002011-06-27T06:02:11.313-07:00Semester OneWell a semester has past in that time I severely failed at many things, blogging, doing substantial study to make med, getting over aspects of my old life. I have learned a lot of exciting interesting things. I can now name a number of bones and muscles in the body, hormones and hormone pathways, about cells and organelles eugenics and pathogens, do exciting physics equations and not so exciting chemistry ones.<br /><br />I have also learned that a lot of the time people are a distraction. Be careful who you fall for, do your research it'll stop you getting yourself into a pickle, and sometimes boysonberry cider can lead you unfortunate evenings at other peoples halls. Leading to large misunderstandings, stupid irresponsible things said and phone calls from drunken fathers you never expected to hear from ever again claiming to be that persons mother!<br /><br />All and all uni life has been a lot of the expected and some of the unexpected but in general a lot more interesting and less depressing than school life. New things to do. Lectures, town, lan parties, hanging in bedrooms till we hours of the morning. Canoe polo every week, several times a week, in a pool that wasn't ravenged by horrid earthquakes! One day I'll truely understand at least some of all this stuff, and know the direction of my adventure but right now I guess just go with the ride. Try to survive and see where the current of life takes me...<br /><br />I know this is just ranting, this blog is mainly for me. I enjoy looking back and seeing the weirdness I've recorded and remembering events good and bad. It amuses me. Comment if you wish.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-11534236175778980652011-02-14T22:21:00.000-08:002011-02-14T22:38:37.653-08:00Otago Update<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>So I'm a bit slack at blogging, tbh I forgot completely about my blog so it was nice to see some encouraging comments!<div>Uni's alright, not that its started yet, the summer school course I'm on is pretty intense with about 5 & 1/2hrs of physics class time then about an hour of homework, but its less than I'll have to do when the semester starts! I've been told a minimum of 8hrs studying + a day more if I want to make the cut. Which is basically a 9-5 job + a bit of over time so not unreasonable if you work 6 days a week for 8-9 hrs. Luckily it wont all be physics cause that stuff is a bit argh when it gets beyond ones self or the answer doesn't come after a few minutes of pondering, I'll have chem & bio & anatomy as well! So at least a few different things to do when my brain feels like its going to explode with numbers! Not that I don't enjoy this new physics stuff, its quite fun when you look at a question and are like a hah! I know how to solve that! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>The university itself is pretty awesome lots of old buildings (well on a NZ scale) The room in the temporary hostel im staying in at the moment looks out over a bell tower. I'm moving on friday though to my hostel for the whole year I'm excited, a permanent uni-base a new uni "family" and a room twice the size! (Not to mention the one I'm moving to is supposed to have MUCH better food!).</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1aVWNp4mYSlWQ7kZkjet81vXuBnhIBXhw-hDVJAPZdED-TXkO2kPz78vr2E2d4iT6GPN2BaT8ajr5ft6DUNtdLhcwB8qk9pOSLKFhDjRqGwrW4YbbOzd4i2JCgIiKtpqGirqOCnfmBgHA/s200/P1020867.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573801397922940130" /></div><div>Theirs about 200 spots in med school for people doing </div><div>the first year course I am and over 1400 people on the course! Of course some people arent aiming for med, and some well you don't have to have a PHD to figure out that they're really here to party. Oh well only 36 weeks of my life give it my all and then I'll know if this is for me or not! Whoop!</div><div><br /></div><div>I've already hooked into canoe polo down here which is awesome I'm getting in as much time on the water before things get even more intense. They're really nice down here all the older canoe polo guys are happy to train us up and are basically just happy for the company which is good cause otherwise they'd quickly get feed up with my crap-ness. Learning lots of new skills and should be able to smash the locals when I get back to Christchurch. . Well at least have improved heaps!!!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-20655588380812845112011-01-29T03:14:00.000-08:002011-01-29T03:30:21.438-08:00Theme Thusday - TurnWell tonight is my last night at home as tomorrow I pack the final things I need and head off for uni. Well for summer school. I'm doing a course before uni actually starts.<br />It's all sorta hitting me now a bit though. On the last day of school it wasn't that hard I mean oh well I don't have to come here anymore, sit in a room with you people who I don't like just to see those people who I do like. I mean ending something like schools easy when you have all those people around.<br />Tomorrow I get to jump in my car drive for 5hours by myself to another city, where besides the odd family friend that I've meet once or twice in my life, or the guy I meet at canoe polo once, I know no one! It's crazy. Right now I'm kinda thinking that I'm gonna jump in my car drive to the next down chicken out and turn around and come back!<br />I'm not really a very brave person, sometimes I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">catatonicly</span> shy. I'm horrible asking for things talking to cashiers and the like. I freeze up for no reason at all.<br />This adventure leaving the nice safety of home, where mum does the washing, dad cooks the dinner, and my brothers always there to annoy the hell outta me IS the scariest thing I've ever done. I hope when I get down there My nerves calm down a bit. I'm really quite <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nervous</span>.<br />Tonight I went out for dinner with my family and my dad asked me what I was most looking forward to in Dunedin, I had no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">answers</span>. The place seems terrifying now. I hope, and pray that I do <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ok</span>. That the nightmare I'm creating in my head won't come true and that this new chapter in my life is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">truely</span> an Adventure.<br />I want to turn around say I'm staying home, but I'm committed now, hostels, and course fees have been payed, student loans are ready to be posted. Lets hope I can stick to the planned course.<br />Wish me luck!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-52409969109744475172011-01-08T00:03:00.000-08:002011-01-08T01:02:06.025-08:00That Girl is like a SunburnHello <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bloggy</span> world!<br />I could say I've been to busy to blog recently but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">that'd</span> be a downright lie. I have been house sitting though which was a fun, if expensive and probably badly timed experience considering I have just over 3 weeks before I head off to uni.<br />Currently I'm screwed as I have no student loan and I have about $400 in my savings. . . If I can hold onto it and fight the urge to buy Polo gear. <br />I have also been playing heaps of polo, I Love this sport. I wish I'd found it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">earliar</span> so I'd be better and then It would be feasible to go to trails and get into an epic team. . . But I didn't even make my school A team being my first year playing. . . And missed out on a regional team, well I couldn't roll then. . . I sound a tad bitter don't I. Oh well I can make up for that, I'm getting my own gear I've got my $50 boat, getting my $700 Paddle (Ordering it cheap from the UK works out to be $400-$500, when the shop tells me how much postage would be!!!) Looking for a helmet, and other such handy polo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">thingys</span>. I'm also throwing a ball against a wall practically everyday for 15-20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">mins</span> and when I get to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">dunners</span> and am staying in a hostel with a weights room I plan to start weights training to get my long shots down. Now I'm just blabbering on about Canoe Polo. . . My mum hates it when I talk about it, but hey I can't help what I get obsessed about!<br />Tomorrow I'm off with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">fam</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">bam</span> to Kayak the Abel Tasman, should be an epic adventure, even though my parents and my brother weren't the people I originally planned on having it with. Times change, people change, life's stressful ain't it.<br /><br />During my house sitting I had my mate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Jonny</span> over we playing 360 had a ball, he's one of those people where you can not see them for years and then they're there and its like they never left. It's awesome to have these friends they're like auto save friends. I wonder how many other auto save friends I have.<br />I had other people over people from school, I invited quite a few people over but tonnes of them were busy it was a tad of a downer. . . Especially New Years when the people who said they were coming didn't show up and forgot to text me. . . Oh well I got to hunt defenceless animals in Red Dead Redemption and finish the story mission. Awesome game by the way. Do get it!<br />I sure can blabber. . . Hopefully my next post will be sooner and more worthy of being read.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-72892616422954714152010-12-08T02:34:00.000-08:002010-12-08T02:45:56.990-08:00Delete!As I sat on my bed holding my digital camera deleting photos from the last year, I thought wow what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> has changed.<br />I also thought I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haven't</span> really blogged in a while.<br />I'm useless at keeping my memory card cleared, I was deleting photo's of last Christmas which was an awesome day, spent it with family and people I love. Then the weeks following <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Christmas</span>. Lots of photo's of the person who at the time featured predominately in my life. I had thought about deleting the memory sooner, thought it'd be too hard. Now when I do it, its easy. Too easy, can losing those pictures and cleansing the memory card in order to forget the memory be that easy this quickly? To make it worse, I look at them an now instead of thinking wow. I'm critical, it's funny what you notice with some of the happiness and the warm fuzzy feelings gone. So much easier to be a bitch. Not that any of it matters at all. Anyhow I should probably sleep I've been challenged to try and get somewhere at 9am tomorrow morning. Fully not gonna happen but its worth a half hearted shot!<br />Hopefully I can organise myself in the next few days to post about the epic tramp I went on a few days ago & hopefully this is before my weekend gets flooded with the best thing in town. Canoe Polo! Awesomely <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">theirs</span> a tournament coming up, gonna be sick! :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-8128912775748184632010-11-16T01:52:00.000-08:002010-11-16T02:21:07.777-08:00Canoe Polo!Canoe Polo makes me happy. I Love that its a sport that I'm getting to be reasonably decent at, well can kinda keep up with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">HC</span> guys and even get them back a couple of times. I Love that its so simple to play, and so complicated. I Love that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">theres</span> so much more to learn so much more to master, and that hopefully over this summer heaps of time to do it all! I Love that today I learned to roll, (well sort of, 1/3 hand rolls on the right hand side. . . Still a lot of room for improvement!).<br />I Love that the people that play it are all such nice friendly people happy to join in and have a game, no one really minds if you stuff up or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">accidentally</span> hit them with a paddle.<br />I Love that nobody knows what it is so you get to explain it to them, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">every time</span> people are like whoa! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">That</span> sounds like fun!, or you do that in kayaks? you must be skilled! Its brilliant!<br />I LOVE CANOE POLO!<br /><br />That is all. :)<br /><br />If your keen to give it a go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">facebook</span> me and we can work something out! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">xD</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-24355995757857930682010-11-10T02:49:00.000-08:002010-11-11T02:37:30.992-08:00No more SchoolSo today and yesterday were the wind up, well should it be down? days for school. I've spent thirteen years at the place, and I'm having mixed emotions. I must be suffering from indifference as at the moment, I feel like I should be more nostalgic. I feel like I should be more emotional about not spending anymore hours in class rooms. Not seeing teachers, or friends. It's odd. I had liked to think that Middleton had meant more to me? Perhaps it hasn't hit me? Perhaps I didn't feel like I was such a huge part of the "Middleton Family" that has been talked so much about?<br />I know the people I want to see, I will see. I will keep in contact we have made plans to hang out, to have adventures to go to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hamner</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Akaroa</span>. Well most of them anyway.<br />The people I don't want to see, and there are some it wasn't nice going to school with them, you wont be missed. I honestly think my life at least will be happier now that I don't have to sit in classes with you and listen to your idiotic babbling.<br />Schools over, just 4 3hour exams to go, a shit load of studying and I'll be ready for a holiday. Before opening the next chapter in my book. I have grown at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">MGS</span>, and I think I have finished there, I'm not the prize winning student, or the raging socialite, the master mogul, or the massive hunk, but I have reached as far as high school can take me.<br />It scares me to think that here I am 18 and theirs only at most realistically 60<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ish</span> more years. If I'm not struck by lightening. Theirs so much more to do, experience, new people to meet friends to make, places to explore, caches to find. So much I need to do to get there and what seems like such a short time to get there.<br />Every things gone so fast, first day at school, first field trip (Botanical Gardens where I forgot my lunch and had to eat the student teachers food), first best friend, first long term serious relationship, first break up, first exam. I'm over these first from school. I still want firsts though, call me greedy but I believe its time for some seconds, thirds! It's almost time for tertiary! (See what I did there, worked in a pun. Genius I know.)<br />The thing I'll miss the most, also the thing that was starting to annoy me the most was the safety. Safety in that there was a place I could go to be kept busy "learn", see people who cared, friends that wanted to hang all this and not have to enter the "real world". Where the wild things are, the wild people, the real life issues and horrors. From my safe haven of school I saw glimpses, heard stories, experienced second hand from those who'd found a window that the could jump through and experience that terrible, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">adventurous</span> place. Now I have to face it. That or box myself in, I don't like boxes. It's adventure time.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-88060143000676533892010-10-30T04:45:00.000-07:002010-10-30T04:55:11.840-07:0013 Geocaching Lessons/tips1) 300m as the bird flies can actually be a very long way. . . As <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">obstacles</span> pop up. Such as, hill sides, rocks, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ravenes</span>, houses, forest, streams, rivers, sheep.<br />2) Magpies can be found guarding remote caches.<br />3) Remote caches always have the best stuff in them.<br />4) <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Micro-caches</span> are very good fun!!!<br />5) Grassy hillsides often conceal rabbit holes, and other much larger holes.<br />6) Following stock tracks well may seem a good idea can actually be a lot more effort in the long run because. . . Stock don't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">necessarily</span> want to go towards caches, sheep can climb <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ridiculously</span> steep slopes with ease, and don't care about prickle bushes at all.<br />7) It is amazing running in the rain with low clouds. The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">sense</span> of being the only person in the world is amazing.<br />8) Climbing fences is fun. However it often attracts the wrong sort of attention for a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">cacher</span>.<br />9) Jumping down ledges can be quicker but leaves you feeling jarred and sore!<br />10) What looks like a row of rocks on you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">satellite</span> map can actually be a cliff.<br />11) Having your <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">GPS</span>' battery run out 50m away from a cache when you have no idea what the description or the hint are is very frustrating!!!<br />12) Sometimes the cache just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">isn't</span> there anymore. . .<br />13) Caching is awesome!!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-19829873209103696742010-10-22T12:53:00.000-07:002010-10-24T18:20:33.294-07:00LoveThose that have spend to long talking about it.<br />Those that had it spend to long lamenting it.<br />Those that have never had it down play it to them selves in there mind.<br /><br />Is it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">truly</span> better to have Loved and lost that to never loved at all? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">At least</span> with the never loved at all one can live in a world of self-deception free from the aches of the heart? Surely to have had Love and lost it would be to have never had true love at all?<br /><br /><p><i>Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</i><br /><i> </i></p><h2 id="passage_heading" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">1 Corinthians 13:4</span></h2><p><i>Love never fails....And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.</i></p><h2 id="passage_heading" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">1 Corinthians 13:13</span></h2><p>Love is always. So if it is always then true love is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">eternal</span>. So if "love" flickers and disbands. Then was this "love" true? was it there ever? Was that feeling really love? Or is everyone responsible for this love. We are the misguided and foolish youth, growing up on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">British</span> pop songs and romantic comedies. We don't understand life, and we never will.<br /></p><p>Is understanding what is important, does it bring happiness or is bliss the happier past. One of my friends when I joke to him about girls, and oh she's cute she works where you wok maybe you should try to get to know her. He always responds with anger. Is his anger from a deep <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sense</span> of refusing to become aware? Or is it from a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">truly</span> pessimistic <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">view</span> of the world? Where nothing ever works out as planned. Which is true to a point. I would say, nothing ever turns out as planned but sometimes things are better than you can ever imagine. Sometimes things suck.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-74880509737673133552010-10-14T04:04:00.000-07:002010-10-14T04:26:31.252-07:00Infinate Worries and StressesMy auntie who seems to me to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thoroughly</span> wise as all things she says into my life come true eventually. Has come to stay again. And she made another scary prediction, much like her last such deadly one. Perhaps the last one wasn't a prediction but a realistic or pessimistic <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">view</span>. It Was one time when she came to stay Siobhan was over. Once Siobhan had left my auntie was asked by my mum if she liked Siobhan. My <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Aunt</span> said something along the lines of Siobhan who? That girl that was just here oh she was nice, i didn't bother getting to know her cause it wont last and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">I'l</span>l never see her again with a laugh. At the time this was incredibly cruel I kinda shunned my auntie for the rest of her visit but she was right.<br />This latest prediction was to do with university, she reckons I'm gonna drink <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">a lot</span>. Which I've made up my mind to stay well away from. Next year is Study, Sport, Study, Church, Study, Study oh and did I mention Study? This is so I CAN get into med school. Alcohol is a useless distraction which alters the brain and helps people make decisions they regret later. If you can have fun without alcohol something is sad so very sad. Anyway <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">that's</span> my opinion! Most of the people I know do not drink sensibly and are always like ALCOHOL! WHOA! YEAH! We need to get some of that! whoop! Which is stupid when they get it they drink to much and do really stupid things. When in my opinion being sober and hanging out doing stuff is much more fun. Alcohol doesn't even taste nice! Why drink it when we can have ginger beer or coke? Much tastier beverages! Anyway <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">that's</span> me for my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Thursday</span> night rant. I was in the mood to rant. . .Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-57073501158255349222010-10-12T03:18:00.000-07:002010-10-12T03:33:14.279-07:00Distant PassengerRight now I don't feel like I'm living my life, I'm doing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">a lot</span>. Runs, exercise, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">geocaching</span> hanging out with people. It all seems pretty pointless though. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Theres</span> nothing to it. Its all empty. I want to lock myself in my room and just stay there. Better yet I want this year to go quicker so I can get away. Perhaps in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Otago</span> with the distance and the not having to deal with seeing you all the time it will get easier to get back the control of my life.<br />Perhaps its not you but I'm just looking for a scape goat for my lamenting. To explain why everything seems so utterly pointless all the time. I need to do something meaningful, save someones life, jump of a cliff or something to get some life juice flowing and then I need to keep that juice around and not let it be sucked out of me at school again. My holidays were awesome when I didn't remember things. At what point will I be able to look back on my memories and smile, or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">at least</span> feel indifferent?<br />Oh Ranting. . .<br />Anyway I got offered a place to stay at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Salmond</span> College in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">dunners</span>, and I think I'm gonna take it after I ask my auntie a bit more about it when she comes to stay tomorrow as it wasn't my first choice, and no one else I know of is going there, they all got into St. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Margaret's</span>! Oh well the idea of going to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Otago</span> was to start something knew make new friends and get away from events of this year. Oh and to study of course!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-88527621081293758932010-10-10T02:52:00.000-07:002010-10-10T03:30:08.064-07:00My holidays!I have had a great break from school, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> exhausted though, I need a long weekend or something to recover!In the first week I went on a 3 day tramp, I worked two days and went too a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">BBQ</span>.<br />The tramp was amazing lots of people from school, exploring a beautiful part of Gods creation with a great bunch of people. hanging out, playing cards, chatting and of course tramping!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglAFa9E-BbLvB_YTAlOTNbnpCU2R_AuIbXITMnanG36zgdKCrHkJDnikKO9WhGNykmAFN2c_YHjELdV5ftHI32laeCTGtVcG3S2tlKiE7Fzlpoaij0BYBtJDGVyWTuArheDSsfCPEKPboQ/s1600/tramp.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglAFa9E-BbLvB_YTAlOTNbnpCU2R_AuIbXITMnanG36zgdKCrHkJDnikKO9WhGNykmAFN2c_YHjELdV5ftHI32laeCTGtVcG3S2tlKiE7Fzlpoaij0BYBtJDGVyWTuArheDSsfCPEKPboQ/s200/tramp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526354585122506354" border="0" /></a><br />Work was boring I got to do a stock take! Whoop! The vain of any sane persons <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">existence</span>. If going to university can do one thing I pray that it will get me a job where I WONT have to stock take, ever.<br />The BBQ was an interesting experience lots of school people but most of them younger than me and a bit odd and a few interesting people from throughout <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Christchurch</span>. Great fun hanging out and getting to know people who <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I've</span> known by sight but never ever talked to much.<br /><br />The next week was pretty much all Kids Camp, which I went to after an awesome <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Gigglepop</span> gig in which <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Jonny</span> K dropped his pick and ended up screwing up his hand and covering his bass in blood! The concert was great although people and some of there actions made me feel first a bit sad and then later a tad lonely which was a bit <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">sucky</span> and even now its making my tummy knot thinking about it now (that could just be the sad <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">british</span> pop music im listening too atm. . .), but from then on it was on to kids camp!<br />Which was awesome, I got to kinda be the senior leader in a cabin with my new friend Reuben <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Posthuma</span>, who was on his first camp. Well senior a bit of a push when it was only my second camp but hey <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">that's</span> one more than Reuben! :P We got an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">awesome</span> cabin with some really cool kids in it and we almost won points a few times which was great cause last camp my cabin failed at points the whole camp! I can't wait for January camp now! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">It'l</span> be great!!!<br />Before kids camp started Steven, Reuben and I went for an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">awesome</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">geocaching</span> adventure although it ended up being fruitless it was a great way to start a camp and the sunrise was pretty spectacular.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKKDzbT3TBxMIpm5bLkZo41OK1vn6uH3nMNnPIlMJJm15PSd-_MMfqJ22AvRipLMNBUeDJlEmMHuNl3zhj1A8ZP41fMbQdRe1lu9nloVcHDkX0j8-xFVbcge64LcPGVOTzn7oqAEJzl5Db/s1600/33725_10150099200504447_568754446_7392941_4059720_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKKDzbT3TBxMIpm5bLkZo41OK1vn6uH3nMNnPIlMJJm15PSd-_MMfqJ22AvRipLMNBUeDJlEmMHuNl3zhj1A8ZP41fMbQdRe1lu9nloVcHDkX0j8-xFVbcge64LcPGVOTzn7oqAEJzl5Db/s200/33725_10150099200504447_568754446_7392941_4059720_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526357806268085922" border="0" /></a>To top off my holidays I went on a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">geocaching</span> afternoon with Nick and we mopped up 6 caches around the university which was a great way to spend a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Sunday</span> afternoon until the weather packed in!<br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">truly</span> am blessed to have such great opportunities and friends!<br /><br />I Love them all! :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-59039847351267730872010-10-02T04:55:00.001-07:002010-10-02T05:03:12.216-07:00Theme Thursday - FenceWell today I found my 3rd ever Geocache called "The Wall". (which is kinda like a fence!)<br />Geocaching is great fun, its a high tech treasure hunt using the internet, a gps (I use my iPhone 3G and the groundspeak app!), your legs, eyes, brain, and what ever else you have at your diposal to find hidden caches all around the world.<br />It my new addiction, the thrill when you stand at the gps location look around and think where on earth is that *checks description* small painted black cigerette tin, and then that BAM when you first spot it.<br />If you have a gps, or a gps enabled phone i recommend you go on over to http://www.geocaching.com/ and start hunting!<br />If you've already got an account add me!! "switchbladenz"<br /><br />Anyhow heres a picture I took of the scenery near my first solo cache!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbkEXjGazg4rG82UuEukCgZ-IKHD3j1ltaFwhhCRIF3f6ztvNVq54ysYwY1MU05bqqwmqMMXj4kv4gZ4e4LP1Iz-kOFz0CR4MRp0xMHVO3m_X6NFvuoIz6CdA43woZMduSU3j-7Yuu7cxl/s1600/77afceed-2502-45ea-8dab-a9f4bb1c074f.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbkEXjGazg4rG82UuEukCgZ-IKHD3j1ltaFwhhCRIF3f6ztvNVq54ysYwY1MU05bqqwmqMMXj4kv4gZ4e4LP1Iz-kOFz0CR4MRp0xMHVO3m_X6NFvuoIz6CdA43woZMduSU3j-7Yuu7cxl/s200/77afceed-2502-45ea-8dab-a9f4bb1c074f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523417919918494706" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-42432620109041170792010-09-18T03:49:00.001-07:002010-09-18T04:03:24.862-07:00EverydayEveryday I make up my mind to do certain things and they never happen.<br />I regularly, daily even make up my mind to go to bed at a reasonable hour tonight. That rarely happens.<br />I make up my mind to go for a run, nope that never happens either. I make up my mind to start doing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">at least</span> one set of sit ups and push ups. Nope no way does that happen.<br />I make up my mind to do my homework, to study for the exam. Well this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">doesn't</span> happen at all, and then in the exam I'm sitting there dying and feeling miserable because I know I had the time to learn the content. How I'm to lazy, I should be add up to more than this.<br />I make up my mind to do something about the misery and loneliness, this I decide can weight, or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">at least</span> be postponed by worrying about all the other things I should be doing, well could be doing. Of course <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">I'll</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">probably</span> just procrastinate. Waste my time, and continue to waste my life.<br />I know the solution to everything, It is get the hell of my ass and do something. It doesn't happen. Another day passes and nothing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">extraordinary</span> happens. No memories are made, not lasting ones anyway. I'm to comfortable in this self inflicted misery. I used to wish for a natural disaster to make everything more exciting. It worked for a while, but I don't know if I will be lucky enough for another one to distract me. Perhaps a smaller scale disaster?<br />Perhaps not.<br />On <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Friday</span> at the movies when I was watching Tomorrow When the War began I was thinking the whole time WOW. What an adventure. Not <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">OMG</span> there family, pets, friends, country has been taken over, they must be terrified. No I thought, that would be such an adventure. A perfect distraction from everything else. . .Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-71222310005657740852010-09-14T02:40:00.000-07:002010-09-14T03:27:28.470-07:00Fed up of it all, YOU ALL.<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Disclaimer</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">: This post may contain languages that may offend some people. My advice is either 1) <span style="font-style: italic;">Don't bother reading it</span>, or 2)<span style="font-style: italic;"> Get over <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">yourselves</span>.</span></span><br /><br />I'm so sick of everything, school, home, work, EVERYTHING!<br />I've realised something, well not realised its something I've always suspected. People are selfish. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Atleast</span> teenagers are. We think we're invincible, incredibly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hypocritical</span>, we think the world revolves around us and we think that everything is directed at us. I think the sooner everyone learns to get over themselves everything will be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">a lot</span> happier. That or bloody hell I'm getting out of here as soon as I can.<br /><br />Today I sent away applications for hotels next year in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Dunedin</span>, its terrifying to think <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I'll</span> be away from my family, I know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'll</span> miss my mum and her odd lectures and strange advice, or my dad with his random exciting <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">story</span> or events that he has to tell you 5 times! I'm pretty sure <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">I'll</span> even miss my brother with the I don't give a crap about school I'm a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">rock star</span> attitude. I know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">it'll</span> be an adventure, I don't mean it in the dads trying to make something <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">sound</span> better than it i kinda way. I mean it in a Famous Five kind of way.<br /><br />I can't wait to escape school all these stupid selfish <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">self obsessed</span> people I have to live with most days. Its exhausting. Only a few more weeks, of that place. I will miss the place, I've been there over 13years now. Some of the people <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">I'll</span> miss, not being able to see some people as often. Others <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">I'll</span> be glad for the break. I think your like my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Oma</span></span>. She's a wonderful kind old lady, just EXTREMELY ANNOYING if you spend to much time with her, you'll get her life story. Days of smiling and nodding have tortured me in the past, she follows you if you start listening.<br />Don't get me wrong I Love my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Oma</span></span>, she's an awesome person. In controlled doses. I think this seems to be happening at school at the moment. Its kinda like cabin fevers going on. Those people you can only enjoy for so long are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">continually</span> being thrown at you and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">every ones</span> cracking.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-70698903576291030442010-09-11T04:58:00.000-07:002010-09-11T05:01:11.291-07:00Always Something There To Remind Me<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2YMfiHoYJU?fs=1&hl=en_GB&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2YMfiHoYJU?fs=1&hl=en_GB&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object><br /><br />Not the Hippos but still a good version of the song!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-14973488894708304162010-09-09T04:40:00.000-07:002010-09-09T05:05:09.517-07:00Theme Thursday - Reason<div style="text-align: left;">Reason.So much of life happens without reason. Like an earthquake happened in my city 7.1 and nobody dies. The a slightly smaller sized quake happens in Haiti over 230,000 people die. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span> so there are a few obvious reasons, our quake happened at 4.35 am a time were most people are asleep. Lucky for some people that it didn't happen a few hours <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">earlier</span> then it would have been natural selection being a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Friday</span> night/ early <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Saturday</span>. NZ building standards mean buildings have to be built to withstand <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">at least</span> an massive 8.5 quake! Haiti with so much corruption and the like no building standards were being <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">enforced</span> in most places.<br /></div>Still what was the reason for these too events and why did they happen when they did were they did? I guess only God knows why, although I'm sure there are scientist that will happily debate the reasons why these displays of Gods power <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">occurred</span>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs403.snc4/46621_495458099446_568754446_7054065_2153239_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 516px; height: 387px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs403.snc4/46621_495458099446_568754446_7054065_2153239_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" >My room after the 2010 Canterburyquake</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Been busy this week, quake shook things up and I forgot to check theme thurday until 1/4 12 on thursday! Usually I'm a bit more orgainised and have my blog ready to post on the wednesday! </span>:/Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-12129876935179188582010-09-04T23:55:00.000-07:002010-09-05T03:45:32.791-07:007.1At 0435 on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Saturday</span> morning everyone in my house, and almost everyone of our neighbours for perhaps 60-80<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">km's</span> were all rudely awaken by our planet. The cause of our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">startlement</span> was of course the Canterbury Quake which measured 7.1 on the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Richter</span> scale.<br />Half awake I woke up and heard my mum yell "It's an earthquake get in a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">doorframe</span>". Still half awake I peaked out from under my covers to see everything on my shelves leaping towards me and hearing things falling of desks and cabinets in every direction. This is crazy I said to myself as I pulled my duvet over my head, to which the earths reaction was "NO, your getting up now!" and the intensity of the shaking increased. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Leaping</span> out of bed I stumbled out of my bed to my doorway where I stayed until the shakes were dying down and my mum yelled get outside!<br />With <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">adrenaline</span> pumping through my body I bounded down the stairs with them still shaking to where my dad was and he quickly thrust a jacket into my hands and told me to get outside. We ran just in time before the next quake hit. Standing there with my parents and my brother we heard the earth grinding somewhere of in the distance and heard the rattling of our house.<br />Terrified to go back in we stayed outside, luckily for us we're one of those families with more cars than garage room for so we huddled into the back of my dads truck and listened to the radio to find out what was going on. Here we stayed for an hour an a half before we were sure there weren't going to be any more big shakes. It's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">sunday</span> night now and there have been lots of smaller aftershocks. It's gotten to the point were we trust our new houses <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">structural</span> integrity so much that we just pause for the duration of the quake and think to our selves <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ok</span> in a few seconds I might dive for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">door frame</span> or under that table, but before those seconds are up it's all over and we continue with what we're doing.<br />We were quite lucky my house is only about 5yrs old and building restrictions in NZ mean that it has to be built to survive <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">atleast</span> a 8.5 earthquake. The worst thing for us was the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">power cut</span> which meant no running water and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">facebook</span>!<br />Thankfully <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">theres</span> were no deaths in the city where older buildings have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">collapsed</span>. A few historic buildings have been written off which is sad. School is cancelled for two days which is both cool and annoying as I was wanting to use my teachers for revision for exams in a few days! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Argh</span>!!!<br />It was quite fun though sitting in the sun on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Saturday</span> with my family eating food from a freezer and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">discussing</span> what we should do if our power doesn't come back. It's been an exciting week, even if it provided me with enough excitement to nuglect my study for prelim exams!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-41791477669691065652010-09-01T02:48:00.000-07:002010-09-01T03:17:59.855-07:005 things I could have said.At the moment I'm reading High <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Fidelity</span>, I love that book, each time I read it I pick up something new. The characters, especially the main one are all so real. They're confused, unsure what they want and miserable. Recently I've been wanting to meet Rob, ask him some questions, and even though I know the advice he'd give me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">probably</span> wouldn't be that great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">at least</span> he could sell me some good music.<br /><br />One of my favourite bits in the book is the part when Rob gets a phone call from Ray. The guy that his then ex-girlfriend Laura moved in with when she left him. The book then goes through the entire phone call and then <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">thiers</span> a list of other things he could have said, ranging from hanging up, to completely abusing the hell outta Ray, with the conclusion any of these things would have been a better alternative than what he actually said. Its so realistic though. I mean when we say something to someone, or that someone over hears then we rethink it. These situations happened to me twice in the weekend.<br /><br />One was a phone call. I got it and was nice and kind and the person was nice and kind and it all confused the hell out of me. It got me worried and worked up about something, someone I really shouldn't care that much about. Not because I don't want to so much as they don't want me too. To be honest the way I handled that call ruined my weekend and I spent most of Sunday debating in my head how I should have handled it.<br /><ol><li>Fuck off it's 5 am.</li><li>Piss of you stupid drunken idiot, I hate you and all you've done leave me alone.</li><li>Are you alright? Do you need me to come around? What happened etc. . . .</li><li>I hate you, your a whore, I don't know if I can ever forgive you for what you've done, I know its not all your fault but you didn't have to be such a slut about it. I thought I might have meant more, blah blah blah. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ok</span> this response would've probably brought out drunken tears, and for some reason this doesn't bother me as much as It probably should.)</li><li>Ignored the whole situation. </li></ol>What actually happened was along the lines of are you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ok</span>, why are you ringing me? I miss you? what happened? why don't you talk to <span style="font-style: italic;">him</span> about it. It's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ok</span> I don't mind you ringing at the time. No no it doesn't matter that I have to be up soon to get to my canoe polo games and that you ruined my nights sleep. Don't worry <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">it'll</span> be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ok</span>. Why don't you come watch canoe polo?<br />I then spent the whole day regretting not doing option 5, or, 1, or 2, mostly 4 though, well regretting not going with option four and watching out to see if you did come, if you did remember my invitation and that you did care about me and it wasn't just because you were drunk. I was severely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">disappointed</span>. Then I asked you about it and it was almost at bad as having to listen to you not do any work in statistic's class and talk about <span style="font-style: italic;">him</span>.<br />Fuck you.<br />Before anyone <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">says's</span> anything to me about this all. It's my blog I can post what ever I want. Maybe I'm still this way because I am just a Patsy for your love?<br /><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9VnnsfR8i8c?fs=1&hl=en_GB&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9VnnsfR8i8c?fs=1&hl=en_GB&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Ok</span> the other situation was a little less dramatic more of a quick speech thing, when I responded to something someone said with the wrong words. It was about someone missing a penalty in golden goal extra time. I said <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">that'd</span> make you want to commit suicide. I mean what the hell was I on? What I meant it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">that'd</span> make you just want to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">disappear</span>, you'd feel miserable. A person next to me over heard and commented on what a dumb thing I said. Someone nice who'd make a good friend, and I couldn't look at them for the next while cause I felt so stupid. Spent all of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Sunday</span> evening regretting not thinking about what I said. . . Almost tempted me to jump into the wine at my Nana's birthday dinner. However after the 5am experience I think alcohol is best to be avoided for everyone in every situation. Unless you in an emergency <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">situation</span> and you need to do something painful to someone and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">thiers</span> no pain killers. . . Maybe then alcohol could be helpful.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-90967178291515385912010-08-30T02:51:00.000-07:002010-08-30T04:08:14.665-07:00Letter to a much younger me.Lately I've been think about things I have learned. Not like learned in school but life things, things I wish I'd known when I was younger. So I decided I'd write myself a letter.<br /><br />Dear Younger Sam,<br />Don't worry everything will be cool. Listen to more music, and remember just cause you don't like a band doesn't mean no one else should.<br />Play Canoe Polo as soon as you can. It's epic and you don't want to only play it for school in your last year!<br />Remember your friends, remember and the lyrics "Your best friend is not your girlfriend."<br />Don't waste so much money on junk food. Watch out for girls, the can rock your world to ruin. Look out for one called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tash</span>.<br />Ignore your dad's teasing it is possibly, healthy even to have girls that are friends.<br />Study more, be a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">girly</span> swat, more badges will look nice on your blazer.<br />Don't give up on soccer, after all your friends leave <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Halswell</span> you should have tried <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Rolleston</span>.<br />Get your <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">licence</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">earlier</span> it will give you so much more freedom and free time. You wouldn't have had to waste so much time on the bus getting across town.<br />Trial for every team you would like to get into even if its a long shot its worth the experience! Do the subjects at school you enjoy not just the ones your good at. Remember accounting is boring, do bio instead.<br />Don't bother doing archery, you'll hate it.<br />Statistics is not maths don't bother doing it, do calculus if you can.<br />Don't pass up any opportunities for adventure. Remember it is better to regret doing something than not doing it. (Within reason).<br />Video games are not a productive pass time, try to do something else.<br />Start learning drums sooner rather than later so that you have some kind of mastery when you get to an age where you care about that sort of thing.<br />Read instructions for tests and assignments, so you don't miss out on merit credits that would get you an endorsement!!!<br />Have fun you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Muppet</span> and don't be such a patsy!<br /><br />Yours <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Sincerely</span><br />Older and hopefully some what more enlightened Sam.<br /><br />I wonder if that note would have changed anything? Even if I wouldn't have understood any of it straight away.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777632227046638120.post-36985465381028402812010-08-25T03:50:00.000-07:002010-08-26T04:09:24.999-07:00Theme Thursday - EqualWell my week has been fulled with economics. It used to be my favourite subject. I Loved how an understanding of it gave insight into everyday things. It used to excite me, I'd tell people about the wisdom I'd just found or the links in everything. Cause when you boil everything down in a pot, almost everything is economics. Which can be summed up in the simple sentence "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Economics</span> is the study of people and how they use there limited resources to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fulfill</span> there unlimited needs and wants". That can be even further simplified into the sentence people respond to incentives.<br />Supply and Demand. The point at which people agree to purchase so much of a good or service and other people agree to produce that amount. When the supply is equal to the demand. The incentives could be the need to eat, money, clothing, anything. The point is in any given market there is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">equilibrium</span>. The point at which everyone is happy! We have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">allocative</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">efficiency</span> as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">everyones</span> surplus' are maximised.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.web-books.com/eLibrary/Books/B0/B61/IMG/fwk-rittenecon-fig06_011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.web-books.com/eLibrary/Books/B0/B61/IMG/fwk-rittenecon-fig06_011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This is a perfect market right? If only everything was this simple.<br />Its not, one person consuming one good might cause someone else pain. Think a drunk driver hitting another car. You now have an example of a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">negative</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">externality</span> of consumption for alcohol. Now an economist would tell you that any such good although it has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">negatives</span> also has its positives and so a corrective tax should be placed not a total ban of the good.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRouvRqYuEhi2HudBiUWSG3K4dxVJbllKMEUr6BCf-u_WLcnu1P6XOR_Br95O7JLMl_kaPRDg2Wtvg-_fnReEnZcUACmGZCHyh1c6Fkk-i9GylK65q9q9-bYfNmE6z9xtm8MQmVIMfgOrr/s1600/Untitledkhl.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRouvRqYuEhi2HudBiUWSG3K4dxVJbllKMEUr6BCf-u_WLcnu1P6XOR_Br95O7JLMl_kaPRDg2Wtvg-_fnReEnZcUACmGZCHyh1c6Fkk-i9GylK65q9q9-bYfNmE6z9xtm8MQmVIMfgOrr/s200/Untitledkhl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509305230546264594" border="0" /></a>And we will have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">allocative</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">efficiency</span> again! Consumption of the good will fall until it equals the desired social quantity! The tax revenue can be used to fix the problem, reduce the number of drunk drivers.<br />If you understand that you could almost get 5 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">NCEA</span> credits in NZ!<br /><br />I hope nobodies been bored to death. I was working on an assignment pretty much all week and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">that's</span> been the crux of it. Sigh, the boredom of assignments. -.-Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2