No-Show Tuesday

No-show Tuesday would have been an absolute no-show if not for my last student who saved my day! Woohoo! Gah but I did miss out on some precious sleep hours :( Right, so now I'm going to relate the whole story to you, because I have nothing better to do. Okay now read plz ^^

10:00 am - Biology Class with D.
I once slept through her 10:00 am doorbell, assuming she wasn't coming to class that day. That was a Tuesday as well. So this Tuesday I was especially careful that I didn't sleep through the doorbell... even if that meant forcing my eyes open with sticky tape after just four hours of sleep and eight hours on the computer (I would have tried using toothpicks to keep my eyes open, like Mr. Bean, but figured it was just a little too risky. I'm bound to go blind in a couple of years anyway, with the way my eyesight's going, so I'm not exactly looking for any catalyst activity right now...).

Anyhoo, I was painfully trying to stay vertical until 10:30, but still didn't hear any door bell. That's when I figured she must have showed up before 10:00, which would mean I was asleep and had repeated myself this uesday as well.

Oh em gee right? So I just went back to bed, too afraid to call and ask if she rang my bell at all. Mom wasn't at home either, so I had no way of finding out. The next thing I know I woke up at 1:30 pm.

1:00 pm - Driving lessons
Yeah, it was 1:30 and I was supposed to have been out driving half an hour ago. I checked my phone. I was expecting a message and a dozen miss-calls. But yeah, none. Zip. Nada.

So I waited till 4:00 pm just in case my instructor sent me a message telling me to get ready for a later time. He finishes his day at 5:00, so I knew there was no way he'd text me after 4:00 (each class is one hour long). All I did was wait.


5:00 pm - Chemistry class with M. and brothers
Okay, so my brothers had an English class that fateful Tuesday (thanks to the Sri Lankan School's new extra class + extra pay policy). Naturally their friend - who also happens to be my student - was with htem at the class. I watched the clock pass 6:00 until my brothers showed up. Apparently, their English class was over at 5:00, but they decided to stay and play until 5:45 dammit!


7:00 pm - Literature class with R.
Right, so after a wonderfully exciting day, I was hoping against hope that my last student would show up. Not that I'm usually very enthusiastic about sacrificing my sleep and Naruto time for classes, but actually sacrificing that sleep and Naruto time for nothing totally pisses me off!

It wasn't long before all the clocks in the house showed 7:30 on their dials... which is quite surprising because none of our clocks show the same time at any given moment. It's part of my dad's tactic. He makes sure that every clock is five minutes faster than the one before it. So on weekdays when people in the house are getting ready for work or school, we're psychologically bonked into thinking we're late... which results in everybody hurrying the heck up - for nothing.

Okay, getting back to topic. So it was 8:00 already and my last student wasn't exactly showing up. It really sucked because I had done some research on a paper and found this totally cool bit of info that I really wanted my student to have. Plus, it was all in American English. Which is always cool. Don't ask me why.

And so... just when I had totally given up hope, there was the long awaited door bell! Woohoo!

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Yeah okay so that's my Tuesday No-show story. Now I'm gonna go away and watch the subbed version of the second Naruto Shippuuden movie. XD

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Oh yah! And here's some Narutardness for the weekend. (Didcha think I'd forget huh? huh? HUH?)


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Yep, shall stop here XD

Ohayo gozaimasu peeps!!

Of Racists, Hypocrites, Idiots, and Selective Amnesia

We had KFC delivered to our place for dinner today. Parents were out; the three of us had to finish binding a few reams of handouts for Wednesday’s exhibition. I had turned up the volume on CNN to listen to the reports on Sri Lanka when suddenly everything was interrupted by Mr. Peres’ speech at the Holocaust Remembrance Day. Of course the speech was a direct attack at Mr. Ahmadinejad’s one given at the International Conference on Racism.

While I am in complete disagreement with the Iranian president’s speech (which was rife with racist hatred instead of promoting racial tolerance), I am also in disagreement with Israel’s recent attack on Palestine.

While Mr. Peres pointed out that the continuing dream of Israelis was to promote peace, goodwill, and tolerance – human attributes that their ancestors were denied during the Holocaust – Israel’s drastic ‘terrorist sweep’ actions a few months ago questions the validity of this statement and wavers too close towards hypocrisy. If it was peace they were after, why did they wall up the Palestinians and shell the entire area with all unarmed civilians trapped inside? And if I were a Palestinian I’d be pissed too (no, not pissed, livid may be) if my country was shelled and destroyed by foreigners all for the heck of ridding a bunch of terrorists. Well perhaps the Israelis were provoked, but that doesn’t mean exercising their totally superior military power over a comparatively helpless nation. I can’t see peace, tolerance, or justice in that. That is not to say I condone the terrorist acts against Israel either. But the attack on Palestine left more civilians, and not terrorists, dead – and ultimately failed to achieve anything other than fuel more hatred.

Mr. Ahmadinejad, on the other hand, points out that the Holocaust never really happened. Here’s another strangely amusing character with selective amnesia who fills in the gaps with other events that never actually happened. If it were any other human race or religious group other than the Jews that were targeted during the Holocaust, would he have rephrased his words? If the Holocaust was genocide of the Muslims by the Nazi government, would he still have stated that it never took place? That is something he’d just have to tap in to his own heart and find out. Denying the Holocaust is like claiming there is genocide of Tamils in Sri Lanka. Personally, I think the Iranian president’s denial of the Holocaust is just another excuse to find a reason to hate without using the word ‘racist’.

The Israel-Palestine conflict is perhaps more of a religious conflict today than one of land. Where once the Palestinians were fighting for what was their land – which is now occupied by Israel after the Second World War – it has now escalated into that dangerous type of war: a religious war, where land is no longer the primary concern.

Religion controls, dictates, and becomes such an inseparable part of our lives that it sometimes leaves us with a diminished and distorted will of our own. People cease to think or feel. They cease to reason beyond the limits of their ‘religion’. Eventually, it comes to a certain point where one is left feeling as if there is no part of one’s life or mind to call one’s own. This is where whatever is human ceases to exist, and the institution of religion and politics pulls the strings in the puppet show.

In my opinion, one is not born a Jew, a Muslim, or Christian. Neither is one born a Hindu, Taoist, Buddhist, Paganist, Satanist, or Wiccan. Religion is taught. Religion is nurtured. Religion is cultured.

Likewise hatred is not inherent but taught and fueled.

From what then does hatred spring? It springs from fear.

What does fear spring from? From ignorance.

In our ignorance we forget that first and foremost, we are human.

We were human before we were Muslim, or Christian, or Jewish, or Hindu, or Buddhist.

We were human before we were enemies or friends.

We were human before we studied our history.

We were human before we drew lines that divided the land masses.

We were human before we were man or woman.

We were human before we were black, white, yellow, red, or brown.

We were human before we were different.

And we will always be human, whether we like it or not. And so will the other person be human, as much we are.

Yet we choose to clump everybody else as the inevitable collective ‘them’. Not ‘us’. THEM.

Let us first remember who we are, before we judge another.

This is when I remember a famous quote from the Buddha:

“All beings tremble before violence.
All fear death, all love life.
So see yourself in others.
Then whom can you hurt?
What harm can you do?”

Perhaps if we could all see ourselves in others, we could probably save ourselves from annihilating our own species…

Compassion. Tolerance. Equanimity. Kindness. Love. That is the answer to racism.

(Uh… they should have let me speak at the conference ^^ )

HIDAN Overload!

Hidan Hidan Hidan Hidan! I drew him again lol. I can't help it. He's just so sexy. Kishimoto sama sucks for killing him off so early in the show :(


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Transient Chapter 2 Well Under Way! YAY!!

Ah yes, at last! Chapter 2 of my fanfic is well under way. It was supposed to be done in about 8 pages, but it's 10 and counting... I put the finished parts up od DA, and the rest is due by the end of this week. But then of course, I don't think it'll be done until another two weeks or something has done by, just because I went and put a deadline for it. Gah I hate deadlines >_<


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Yay! I drew a cover for my story! lol. Check out the rest at my DA page (see links)
The internet at our place wasn't working for a while since the 'storm'. By the way 'oh yeah, some storm that was'... It rained for half an hour - and flooded the place - on just one day, and blew a couple of our neibhors' washing off the line on Saturday. That was it. And I was hoping for a big almost-hurricane-sized storm. My brothers even got two days off of school, and had to finish their exams the following week. And nothing happened. It was such a disappointment. Tuesday was the only awesome day though. It hailed, rained, was windy like crazy, flooded the house (which is on the third floor mind you...) and there were literally waterfalls here at the back of our house! The waterways on the mountains behind our place became filled and they started gushing down like real cool. It sounded just like the waterfalls of Nuwara Eliya. I've got some pictures of it... they will be up when I find that darned camera ...

Missed a Naruto manga chapter while the internet wast these few days. Caught up on it last night. And OMJ! It was sooo awesome!