My Half Full, Glass O’ Chocolate Milk

I remember when I was a kid, I’d share the world with my mom.

Once, I told her I wanna marry a prince some day. She told me that if I were to marry a prince, I’d have to convert to Muslim and to abide by the rules of the royalty. That basically means a 360 degree change to my no-skirt-pants-only policy.

I guess she’s trying to pull my feet back to the ground. But I digress.

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Then, there was this other time, when I was frantically scotching myself with my 100sps (scratch per second) shaolin kungfu stance, I expressed the dream to create a device that will make mosquitoes goes *Poof!*

I was about to tell her how my lil’ gun work when she started to tell me about the cycle of life. About ecology. About the dependence of one creature to the other. And that killing the mosquitoes in the world would lead to breakage of the cycle.

 For that, I gave up dream #9,534,150 at the tender age of 5.

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APPARENTLY, an astrophysicists (obviously not Zulee) came up with a revolutionary idea regardless of what his mother told him - mosquito laser.

The laser, which has been dubbed a “weapon of mosquito destruction” fires at mosquitoes once it detects the audio frequency created by the beating of its wings.

pew pew! 

Now if you’re wondering if it’ll affect the ecosystem?

Responding to questions about any potential harm the laser could pose to the eco-system, Kare said: “There is no such thing as a good mosquito, there’s nothing that feeds exclusively on them. No one would miss mosquitoes,” he said.

TAKE LASER! FOOLISH BLOOD SUCKERS! *roll* PEW PEW!

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I bet sombody’s sitting in his retirement home, eating his pants:

His previous boss, Bill Gates, who funded the research, asked Myhrvold to look into new ways of combating malaria

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*coughs* Think of the possibilities. I could be dating Prince William, and have Q. Elizabeth funding my fat zapping laser gun research right now.

Pew pew! *fats melt*

p/s: I love my mom. Like most moms are, she’s just being traditionally down to earth. That aside, look at where I am now, you’ll know how awesome she is.

… i am only who i thought i am until i realised…

- i missed the days when Ruth and I drew dinasaurs on our arms call it tattoos.

- i hate him. But he’s the one who made me realize how low my self esteem was. 

- ‘on a diet’ is not the real reason i refuse to lunch with colleagues. 

- i missed the days when I don’t take note of the brands I’m wearing.

- i secretly wish Will has a passion for photography and computers. Geeks are fun.

- i am religious in my own, special, way.

- i love drinking with real friends in a comfy tees and shorts. Thats why i don’t club.

- i love it when friends/family found love and happiness. it made me feel i’m not alone.

- sometimes i think i have selective memory syndrome. its a gift.

- i call my father’s sisters The Vipers.

- i haven’t forgotten who was my best friend during primary school. I miss her.

- i was never a teacher’s pet. and i have no regrets.

- i never wanted an elaborated wedding. I don’t believe in fairy tales.

- you create worries in my life now so that I don’t have them in my future. Thank you, Will.

- i believe i’m abnormally lucky. my downs are just blessings in disguise.

- i used to believe my writings are interesting. Now i know it isn’t. But i don’t care

… its just the courage to admit that sets us free.