:: Rainy Days ::

Rainy Days, just passing by,
One-by-One, I don't know why.
The sky is crying and so am I,
Why does life have to be so dry...

Rainy Days are all alike,
It's as if happiness' on strike.
I wonder what I'm doing so wrong,
Whatever 'tis the winds of trouble are getting strong.

Rainy Days, all around
Don't know when I'm gonna hit the ground,
But when I do, I'll give you this,
The whole wide world will be made of bliss.

-- Now, is it just me..or does this fit perfectly in with Hendrix's "Purple Haze" tune?! -- :P

Cheers.

To pee, or not to pee?

Sitting at a movie theatre, watching the new-release version of some movie I really wanted to see, I feel the sudden urge to empty the bucket. What would most people do in this situation?

“To pee, or not to pee, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of this outrageous fortune,
Or to put mine arms against the sea of trouble,
And by releasing it, end it? To try: to keep;
No more; and by keep to say we encourage
The stomach-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly not to be wish'd. To try, to control;
To control: perchance to stand: ay, there's the rub;
For in that stance, what control may come
When we have shuffled off our feet, in a desperate toil,
It gives us nothing: there's the reward
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the stings and stabs of the bladder,
The beast's brutality, the proud man's pain,
The pangs of pressure, the deed's delay,
The insolence of his mind and the torture
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare hand (and a free urinal) ? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under the weary task,
But for the dread of leaving your joy,
The undiscovered show from whose bourn
No tales return, persuades us to stay,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to the other and miss a part of the movie that we know not of?
Thus curiosity makes a coward of us all;
And thus the native hue of comfort
Is sicklied over with the pale cast of nature’s emergency,
And tasks of great pitch and magnitude
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose thy sense of urgency.”
- A parody of Hamlet

Random Rant

Stress
A definition, friends, of stress:
Your own reaction to a mess
Stresses may be large or small
Sometimes they're not perceived at all
Examples: Say a lack of cash;
A just-avoided freeway crash;
An allergen that's in the air;
The barber says you're losing hair;
Fifty on a spavined horse;
Attorney's letter re divorce;
Wetness, dryness, heat or cold;
Callow youth or getting old
Stress from pains to pleasures range
The common element is change
Adapt or die, and that's a fact
And so our bodies must react:
The heart speeds up, the gut slows down
Facial muscles snarl or frown
Bronchial tubes expand and then
The blood absorbs more oxygen
Widened pupils search the void
Adrenal glands secrete steroid
Serum glucose starts to climb
More insulin works overtime
Stressed physically or mentally
Muscles tense to fight or flee
The midbrain boils with rage and fear
While cortex plans to save your rear
The point is, stress is not unique
It doesn't mean you're dumb or weak
A part of mankind's constitution
Bequeathed to us by evolution
Common both to man and beast
It proves you're still alive, at least.

- William Goldsmith

Hmm..Stress - the number one thing on every academic's mind right now. Lemme know ur comments abt this wretched phenomenon..and perhaps how U deal with it..that is, if u do...

How absurd, the randomness of it all
Each step, an experience bar none,
Through the darkness, beyond the clouds,
Peering through the windows of wonder,
Fading away the lights of life, exposing the hidden gateways of dawn.
Sweet harmony, tugging on the strings of sanity,
And if you wonder what this may be,
How absurd, the randomness of it all...