Sunday, February 25, 2007

Ang Cupido

We all fall for someone from time to time. This isn't our fault, it happens because we get hit by one of Cupid's arrows. Cupid was born in 1573 in Paris, the son a French painter and his beleagured wife.



An artist's impression of Cupid

Cupid never actually graduated from Love School; he failed his archery exam because he was such a terrible shot. In spite of this he has gone on to become the most successful person to have attended the school.

In his own estimation his proudest moment was making Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun fall in love. Cupid was himself a Nazi and wanted to do something for his good friend "Addy", indeed Cupid stayed in Hitler's bunker until the very end.

For true love to occur, one of Cupid's arrows needs to pierce our heart directly (see diagram). The closer to the center the better.




Cupids arrows are dipped in love juice, this disperses into the heart making the person all sappy. The love juice is made from:


  • Melted down romantic films. The quality of the film affects the love's chance off success. Should it be something fun and funky such as the Wedding Singer the relationship has every chance. However if the film was some god awful tripe featuring Julia Stiles then it is doomed from the very beginning.

  • Awww juice. This is created every time someone saws "awww" because of Cutesy Wutesy Kittens, Fluffy Wuffy Bunny Wabbits or Sweet and Cute and Ickle (sic) Ducklings.


  • Mushed up Flower Petals. Cupid uses sweatshop workers to stomp on them and give them the correct texture.






However as already mentioned, Cupid isn't the best shot. This means things frequently go wrong, which we will cover in "Heartbreaks".

source: http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/mwalker/entry/guide_to_love/

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Unspoken Thoughts

I have been thinking about what you said while we were waiting for our food. I am flattered that you feel that way towards me. I know during that time I said that it was okay but right now it does not feel right. I am not good with words and I do not know how to explain my thought. Guess what I am trying to verbalize is that I am confused and I do not know where to place myself.

I admit that I enjoy your company. You are easy to get along with. You are an athlete thus more stories to impart. On top of that, you seem to be a gentleman in many ways.

But the bottom line is, I am still in the process of getting to know you. Maybe all these things I mentioned is you with your best foot forward.

Who knows, right?

On Reaching the Finish Line

Initially the target date was to finish the first part by August last year. However, due to the ever changing requirements the deadline was moved...and moved and moved until I cannot see the finish line anymore.

When will the extension end?

According to my assignment, I have to suffer until March 31. But with how things are going, I am hopeful we would be able to deliver. Yeah, that is was you call positive thinking... or maybe wishful thinking! In fairness, I starting see a faint light at the end of the tunnel.

I guess I have to slug it out for now and hope that I will eventually reach the finish line on the top of the pack with matching medals.