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                    <description>What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe?</description> 
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                    <title>Quit, Don't Quit. Noodles, Don't Noodles.</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/626295</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>Hm yeah, so the last post was very... I'd like to think that I can undergo this current change without any more tantrums.  I've decided and reflected upon some values that will guide me through<span> accepting that nobody else cares as much about my project as I do and definitely, nobody else cares as much about me as I do</span>. Sad, but also liberating, I guess.<br /></p>People have suggested that maintaining sanity can be aided via <span>friendship</span> and the occasional <span>drink</span>. I've decided that hanging out with friends is necessary in that regard, but it does not actually <span>establish</span> any new self-worth, at least for me.  I am going to <span>stop</span> consumption of alcohol altogether because it makes me silly and the carefree feeling only lasts as long as you're drunk (silliness is poor behaviour and I have no desire to seek transient happiness).<br /><br />So, DB was right about my having to find a project.  I need to do something that will make me feel worthy.  The problem is, I don't have time to actually plan and execute a substantial project that I will put my name to.  So, substitutes are minor events/projects that I just participate in.  Today will be a continuation of <a href="http://www.campqualitynz.org.nz/">Camp Quality</a>, which helped put my head back on - it is <a href="http://www.balloonsoverwaikato.co.nz/">Balloons Over Waikato</a>.<br /><br />To be honest, I've always had a huge level of insecurity when I do things that are important to me.  I like to forget those moments, but I always obsessed that the person/people from whom I seek respect will never do so.  The only difference this time, is that I don't have someone continually trying to convince me that I'm worthy.  But I'm stronger than that. Surely.<br /><br />I guess I'm trying to balance peace, concentration, humility, generosity and all those things that if I nurture them inside my person, I will be able to achieve that outward level of kindness and wisdom that I want.<br /><br />No more weird posts for a while, eh? I promise.<br /><br /><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PhD" rel="tag">PhD</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a><img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/7903016-359599555025113671?l=cherrieland.blogspot.com'/></div>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 04:03:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Life In Technicolor II</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/609849</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>A great song for a shitty day. Actually if you listen to it without watching the video, it sounds like war... of course, as I imagine it, I've never been to war. Gees.<br /></p><br /><div><span>Life In Technicolor II</span><br /><span>Coldplay</span><br /><br /></div><div>There's a wild wind blowin' down the corner of my street<br />Every night there the headlights are glowin'<br />There's a cold war comin' on the radio I heard<br />Oh baby, it's a violent world<br /><br />Oh love, don't let me go<br />Won't you take me where the street lights glow<br />I can hear rain coming<br />I can hear the siren sound<br />Now my feet won't touch the ground<br /><br />Time came a-creepin'<br />Oh and time's a loaded gun<br />Every road is a ray of light<br />It goes on...<br />Time only can lead you on<br />Still it's such a beautiful night<br /><br />Oh love, don't let me go<br />Won't you take me where the street lights glow<br />I can hear rain coming<br />Like a serenade of sound<br />Now my feet won't touch the ground<br /><br />Gravity release me<br />And never hold me down<br />Now my feet won't touch the ground<br /></div><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Coldplay" rel="tag">Coldplay</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Song" rel="tag">Song</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/RrMia5_KvLA" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 06:03:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Girl At the UN</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/608019</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p align="center"><p>For some reason this made me ball my eyes out. Maybe because she sounds exactly like I sounded when I was 12, speech and all.  I wonder where that optimistic determination and belief that 'I can do anything' have gone? I guess I'm more realistic. I guess I'm still the same. I still mostly underestimate the amount of effort and/or length of time it will take me to do something.<br /></p><p>Or maybe I just needed a cry this week and what better thing to cry to than a small child telling you that she fears for her future. In case she is reading this, I suppose I am in fear of my future, too, but likely in more selfish ways than compared to her or even when I was younger.</p><p>I don't know what I've become.</p><p>Though, admittedly, if I really didn't think I could become someone I want to be, I would not even try. I still think I can. I will do it. But I guess I need encouragement to do things that may prove I'm worth the space that I take up on this Earth. And I will eventually find the affirmation.</p><p><span>I want to know, </span><span>how are you</span><span>?</span><br /></p><p></p><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/Of4kRe-B1Os" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 07:03:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>It's A Love Story, Baby Just Say Yes</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/602535</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>Uh, so even though I'm supposedly too rational and cynical... I still like songs like this (and the dresses) =P<br /></p><p>Oh, find a higher quality and faster load <a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Taylor+Swift/+videos/12012773">here</a> at Last.fm.<br /></p><p align="center"><br /><div><span"font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Love Story</span><br /><span>Taylor Swift</span><br /><br />We were both young when I first saw you<br />I close my eyes<br />And the flashback starts<br />I'm standing there<br />On a balcony in summer air<br /><br />See the lights<br />See the party, the ball gowns<br />I see you make your way through the crowd<br />And say hello, little did I know<br /><br />That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles<br />And my daddy said stay away from Juliet<br />And I was crying on the staircase<br />Begging you please don't go, and I said<br /><br />Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone<br />I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run<br />You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess<br />It's a love story baby just say yes<br /><br />So I sneak out to the garden to see you<br />We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew<br />So close your eyes<br />Escape this town for a little while<br /><br />'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter<br />And my daddy said stay away from Juliet<br />But you were everything to me<br />I was begging you please don't go and I said<br /><br />Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone<br />I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run<br />You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess<br />It's a love story baby just say yes<br /><br />Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel<br />This love is difficult, but it's real<br />Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess<br />It's a love story baby just say yes<br />Oh oh<br /><br />I got tired of waiting<br />Wondering if you were ever coming around<br />My faith in you is fading<br />When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said<br /><br />Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone<br />I keep waiting for you but you never come<br />Is this in my head? I don't know what to think<br />He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring<br /><br />And said, marry me Juliet<br />You'll never have to be alone<br />I love you and that's all I really know<br />I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress<br />It's a love story baby just say yes<br /><br />Oh, oh, oh, oh<br />'Cause we were both young when I first saw you<br /></div><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Song" rel="tag">Song</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Taylor+Swift" rel="tag">Taylor Swift</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/2oD_Q462Y4g" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 12:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>A Promise</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/574369</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[The Gibb brothers wrote in <span>Immortality</span> (1997; sung by Celine Dion),<br /><span></span> <div> <blockquote><span>"So this is who I am,</span><br /><span>And this is all I know..."</span></blockquote> </div> That's what I feel like these days: is <span>this</span> all I am?<br /><br /><br />In the Introduction of <span><span>A Treatise of Human Nature</span> (1979)</span>, David Hume wrote,<br /><blockquote>"...discover the present imperfect condition of the sciences... Disputes are multiplied, as if every thing was uncertain; and these disputes are managed with the greatest warmth, as if every thing was certain. Amidst all this bustle it is not reason, which carries the prize, but eloquence; and no man needs ever despair of gaining proselytes to the most extravagant hypothesis, who has art enough to represent it in any favourable colours. The victory is not gained by the men at arms, who manage the pike and the sword; but by the trumpeters, drummers, and musicians of the army." </blockquote>Is this what the world is?<br /><br /><br />Do I accept them both as truths? But then, Hume also says,<br /><blockquote>"... if truth be at all within the reach of human capacity, it is certain it must lie very deep and abstruse: and to hope we shall arrive at it without pains, while the greatest geniuses have failed with the utmost pains, must certainly be esteemed sufficiently vain and presumptuous."</blockquote><br />What do <span>I</span><span> </span>say?<br /><br />Whatever potential I have, I must reach it.<br /><br /><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : </span><a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag"><span"font-size:78%;"></span></a><span"font-size:78%;"><a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/519713499" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 05:01:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>I Think Therefore It Is</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/562245</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div>Is it?... and I think therefore it isn't? Isn't it?<br /></div><div><br /><div>Willpower (psychological)?<br />... if events only exist upon perception and humans more likely perceive events that have been conceived, then conceived events/ideas are more likely to exist...<br />Cause and effect (logical)?<br /><br />Haha, what an idiot. Here we go:<br /></div><br /><span"font-size:130%;"><strong>Friends</strong></span></div><br /><a href="http://www.studentbeans.com/assets/templates/studentbeans/images/friends.png"><img src="http://www.studentbeans.com/assets/templates/studentbeans/images/friends.png" alt="" border="0" /></a>Completed degrees, gone overseas, some are still studying - first, second or third degrees, a few are working, making and spending, not thinking that assets include debt... and some are wed and/or starting families.<br /><br /><div></div>Holy shit! The last time we were altogether, we were 17/18. Their lives seem exciting and/or scary to me. I wonder what they think of mine?<br /><br /><br /><div><span"font-size:130%;"><strong>People In General</strong></span><br /></div><div></div><br /><a href="http://www.marcblee.org/images/greed.jpg"><img src="http://www.marcblee.org/images/greed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Stories tell me people need to be more considerate of people. Why must people <span>possess so much</span>? Power, money, materials, others' favours...<br /><br /><div></div>Eyes tell me some people are sad. I don't know why and I don't know what I can do to help them? Maybe I don't have the privilege.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><span"font-size:130%;"><strong>Health</strong></span></div><br /><div></div><a href="http://singularityhub.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/red-blood-cells.bmp"><img src="http://singularityhub.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/red-blood-cells.bmp" alt="" border="0" /></a>You never know when you may be diagnosed with something that will change your outlook forever. It will change your family and friends, too. <a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/national/life-expectancy-will-decline-without-action-experts/2008/02/24/1203788147700.html">Related article</a>.<br /><br />Thinking about: schizophrenia, aplastic anaemia.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><span"font-size:130%;"><strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Liberal Or Conservative?</strong></span></div><br /><div></div>I am sort of confused about what is liberal and what is conservative these days. I just heard on TV1 news that "liberals are trying to ban nudity on Australian beaches, including Bondai" and it's like, how is that liberal? Apparently they say that clothed people feel embarrassed, etc. But there are non-nudist beaches and also - it's the 21st century - what is wrong with nudity? <a href="http://www.news.com.au/adelaidenow/story/0,22606,22604847-5006301,00.html">Related article</a>.<br /><br /><div>Also, what does wanting tighter regulations on everything (which seems to be the trend right now, e.g. shower head pressure in new houses) mean? According to Marx, should we not be moving towards a regime where people behave towards a common good because it also benefits themselves, i.e. they choose to do what is right for themselves and for all (sort of very John Nash, isn't  it?)<br /><br />But these regulations - does it presume that human nature is inherently bad? But I guess human nature cannot be judged as such, it just is as a result of evolution. But I always find it useful to think about governance/justice systems in this light... but why can we only develop systems that are sort of box-like and black and white? I wonder if a justice system that is not black and white could work?<br /><br /><br /><span"font-size:130%;"><strong>The Year Ahead</strong></span><br /></div><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span>I must be more <span>organised</span> and <span>dedicated</span> to the things I commit to. I need to <span>WAKE UP</span>!<br /><br />You want to be [...]? Well, <span>BE IT</span>! Don't FUCK AROUND!<br /><br />Tomorrow is <span>Camp Quality</span>. I'm sort of nervous. But I've just spent a day hand-sewing these costumes together. It will be awesome.<br /><br />Oh yeah, I'm back in Aucks.<br /><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><br /></div><p><span"font-size:78%;">Image Sources : <a href="http://www.studentbeans.com/assets/templates/studentbeans/images/friends.png">www.studentbeans.com</a>, <a href="http://www.marcblee.org/images/greed.jpg">www.marcblee.org</a>, <a href="http://singularityhub.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/red-blood-cells.bmp">singularityhub.com</a><br />Technorati Tags : <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a></span></p><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/500735657" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 05:12:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Extraordinary</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/417045</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p><table><tbody><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td>I don't know why I like this song, but it makes me feel sort of happy. Here are the lyrics:<br /><br /><div><span>Extraordinary</span> - <span>Mandy Moore</span><br /><br />I was a daydream<br />Quiet and unseen<br />I lived in stories<br />But inside I kept a mystery<br />I was a starling<br />Nobody’s darling<br />Flying in perfect circles<br />Just for company<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready to be<br />Extraordinary<br /><br />A midnight airplane<br />A window glowing<br />I know I am another<br />Sparkle in the sky<br />I shine uncovered<br />Still undiscovered<br />But you might see me in the corner of your eye<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready to be<br />Extraordinary<br /><br />Waking up to a week of Sundays<br />I have my own parade<br />Stopping off at a sidewalk cafe<br />Wind is playing in the trees<br />Kicking up confetti leaves<br />Seems as if it’s all to say<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready to be<br />(Extraordinary+)<br /><br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready<br />And now I’m ready to be<br />Extraordinary<br /><br />Extraordinary<br /><span"font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/"></a><br /></span></div></td></tr></tbody></table></p><div><span"font-size:78%;">Lyrics : <a href="http://www.firmmusic.com/pdf/mm_lyrics.pdf.">www.firmmusic.com</a></span><br /><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Mandy+Moore" rel="tag">Mandy Moore</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Songs" rel="tag">Songs</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/331673410" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 07:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Confessions (Part II)</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/415359</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div>I haven't been trying hard enough.</div><br />
<div><b>At life.</b></div><br />
<div><b>At work.</b></div><br />
<div>I don't deserve it until I try harder.</div><br />
<div><b>Happiness.</b></div><br />
<div>I need to make my own and follow through.</div><br />
<div><b>Opportunities.</b></div><br />
<div>I need to trust, but not depend.</div><br />
<div><b>On others.</b></div><br />
<div>It will come to me eventually (hopefully).</div><br />
<div><b>The answer.</b></div><br />
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It still flatters me to see you smile.<br /><br />
<div><span"font-size: 78%;"> Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" linkindex="151" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" linkindex="152" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/328800413" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 07:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Lumen Accipe Et Imperti</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/400143</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0610/heart_russell.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="22"><img height="180" src="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0610/heart_russell.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
Today I realised that all this year I'd festered <i><b>guilt</b></i> over the amount of time I spend working. People are always saying that relationships, health and living your youth are more important. I know - thanks for reminding me that I haven't taken care of any of those things. But surely, always worrying is an inhibitory way to live? I just want to see what's around the corner - youth <b><i>is</i></b> <i>racing forward to see what's next</i>. I'm sick of stressing over what my future might mean given my past. No amount of self-pity will make someone come and tell me what I want to hear.<br /><br />
<br /><br />
And you know what, I'm not ashamed that I enjoy work. *gasp* I admit it - <i>I <b>like</b> this PhD thing</i>. I <i>want</i> to do this, so stop telling me it's going to last 10 million years and that each will be a deeper level in hell. Stop telling me that I'll eventually hate my supervisor(s) and that nobody else in the world will know my topic, let alone give a shit. I like my supervisors and I like my topic, so you're shit. I like programming. I like teaching. I like marking. I like trying new stuff and even being overwhelmed with floods of ignorance and lack of ability. Stop telling me working is bad, stop predicting my life. I'll eat your cynicism and spit out light. Take that.<br /><br />
<br /><br />
Balancing socializing and work is a new thing to me, though. I used to just forego the social thing. I think I'm doing fine, though. You know what is evident? Socializing is very very complicated. Inclusion/exclusion, distance/intrusion, secrets that intend to protect but end up with pain, fears over uncertain feelings, lies, abandonment, faithfulness. When relationships fade or change, people stress out. When relationships are absent, people stress out. Yet people aren't closer when they can be. I watch and listen and people seem to hold something painful inside. Sometimes I think <b>the pain comes from trying to hold still</b>.<br /><br />
<br /><br />
But you know how it is with society, acceptance comes with conformity, so I've begun to hold still and go with it. <b>I just shut up and watch them.</b> The people that make up society and the people who don't. But I try to not let them know. They wouldn't like that - being watched. I'm trying to relate.<br /><br />
<br /><br />
<b>I suppose I'll try to make people smile</b>, but it's hard. Sometimes things come out wrong. Sometimes things come out right, but are misinterpreted. Some things work one moment, but not the next. <b>So I try to keep my mouth shut.</b><br /><br />
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But what I <i>really</i> want to say is - <b>I like you for who you are, I like just being with you and I hope nothing ever comes between us. :)</b><br /><br />
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People around me are good. I believe it, I believe it, I believe it. <br /><br />
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<div><span"font-size: 78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" linkindex="24" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" linkindex="25" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/324790338" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 04:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Aaliyah Song</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/394273</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<table valign="top"><tbody><tr><td></td><td><p>The Aaliyah Song - <span>Boyz II Men</span><br /><br />Every once in awhile<br />I see her smile<br />It turns my day around<br />Girl with those eyes<br />Could stare through the lies<br />And see what your heart was saying<br /><br />Think of Aaliyah<br />Laugh, don't cry<br />I know she'd want it that way<br />Hey - when you think of Aaliyah<br />Laugh, don't cry<br />I know she'd want it that way<br /><br />Friend of a friend<br />Friend 'til the end<br />That's the kind of girl she was<br />Taken away so young<br />Taken away without a warning, oh<br /><br />(Think of Aaliyah, oooh)<br />Laugh, don't cry<br />(I know) She'd want it that way<br />(Hey yeah)<br />(When you) think of Aaliyah, (oooh)<br />Laugh , don't cry<br />(I know) She'd want it that way<br /><br />I know you, (I know )<br />And you're here, (and you're here)<br />In every day we live, (day that we live, day we live)<br />I know her (I know her),<br />And she's here, (and I know that she's still here)<br />I can feel her when she sings, (ooohhh)<br /><br />Aaliyah (Aaliyah),<br />Where are you now? (Are you far away from here?)<br />(Far away) Far away,<br />I don't think so (I tell you I don't think so),<br />I think you're here<br />Taking our tears away (taking our tears away).</p><p>[Chorus fade out]</p></td></tr></tbody></table><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags :   <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Aaliyah" rel="tag">Aaliyah</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Boyz+II+Men" rel="tag">Boyz II Men</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Songs" rel="tag">Songs</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/317292362" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 02:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Experiment</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/386171</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>I am a physicochemical experiment.<br /></p><p>24 days to go.<br /></p><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Thoughtlet" rel="tag">Thoughtlet</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/308643786" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 03:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Stressed:Desserts</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/381421</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>Why is stressed backwards, desserts??? Have I mentioned this before?</p><p>And 'sleepless' has too many l's and s' in it.<br /></p><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Stress" rel="tag">Stress</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Thoughtlet" rel="tag">Thoughtlet</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/302704874" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 11:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Numbly-Stressed?</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/376543</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<table><tbody><tr align="center"><td></td></tr><tr><td><p>Lately I wonder whether I'm letting myself feel anything anymore. I think I'm trying not to stress about short-term things (revisions, aptitude, expectations) and trying not to worry about those long-term things (where I'll be/who I'll be with 20-50 years from now), but it might be backfiring. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to <span>hide</span> stress, I'm honestly trying to handle it better. But maybe I handled it ok anyway.</p></td></tr></tbody></table>I'm not getting very good sleep. My stomach is teetering - no coffee, limit milk. I'm taking my chinese meds again. I hadn't needed it for months at the end of last year. My nails are gone. It's the Auckland/Lab/Flat-combination syndrome.<br /><br />Ok, maybe I am <span>stressed</span>. But at least I'm not <span>freaking out</span>, which isn't productive at all and at most - just irritating.<br /><br /><br />----------------<br />Now playing: <a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/colbie+caillat/track/bubbly" title="'Colbie Caillat - Bubbly' - open on FoxyTunes Planet">Colbie Caillat - Bubbly</a><br /><span>via <a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips">FoxyTunes</a></span>   <br /><div><span"font-size:78%;">Image Source : <a href="http://www.marsneedsguitars.com/blog_pics/numb.jpg">www.marsneedsguitars.com</a></span><br /><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Stress" rel="tag">Stress</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/296929314" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 07:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Fid Week 2 (and Graduation)</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/371111</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<span"font-size:130%;">Graduation</span><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHl26D-n84/SCq3CYig7_I/AAAAAAAACno/lITTLnhSFWY/s1600-h/graduation.jpg"><img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHl26D-n84/SCq3CYig7_I/AAAAAAAACno/lITTLnhSFWY/s200/graduation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Graduation last Friday was totally awesome. So now I officially have a BSc and BSc(Hons) - whoop-dee-doo!<br /></p><p>The whole shebang really started on Thurs, which was a bit hectic with PC driving me to pick up the vacuum cleaner, me stressing about the revisions (and the "sloppy" comment), picking up regalia with IV, vacuuming/tidying apartment, picking up family's dinner, meeting DB for dinner, receiving family at 9:30 pm, "making" dinner... So it was a long day and I didn't have time to think about the schedule for graduation, nor empirically determine what I was going to wear, nor get good sleep (floor = discomfort, 3 hours = not enough).<br /></p><p>Graduation Day began at 5:30 am and ended at 11 PM for me. FMHS Breakfast (Mum and DB came to and according to whom I have a crap smile), official photo (despise!), Procession (rain!), Science Brunch (Tiff and me), Albert Park, official Ceremony (cute!), FMHS (to show family around the lab, meet with lab, etc).<br /></p><p>It was so cool to see so many people and have an opportunity to catch up and take photos (uploaded to <a href="http://www.facebook.com/">Facebook</a> or ask me for a public link). I think my parents enjoyed the visit to the lab and being able to see a live heart cell!!! It was also their first graduation ceremony, so that was special. I think we were all tired at day's end, so it was great to have dinner (my first proper meal for the day!) at <a href="http://www.menumania.co.nz/restaurants/renkon">Renkon</a>, which turned out to have superb udon noodles, which we habitually look for.<br /></p><p>It was also cool to see the Ph.D's get their degrees and I can't wait to get mine - I want that hat! Anyway, my family left on Sat night, which was sad as per usual and then I spent Sunday tidying up the house and trying to get some rest, because I was truly, truly knackered.<br /></p><span"font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Research/Fid</span><br /><br /><a href="http://universal-hologram.com/rhythmnslaserscan.jpg"><img src="http://universal-hologram.com/rhythmnslaserscan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I'm still grappling with my 'place'. I feel excited, yet apprehensive about the whole dealio still. That's okay, I'll figure it out.<br /><br />But I sense that people (esp. my sup.) may be disappointed with me - I don't know, maybe they had a different internal image/memory/expectation of me or perhaps they thought I would make some sort of difference to the lab that I haven't (yet) or perhaps they are trying to pinpoint something about me that's different, maybe - dare I say it - something flawed.<br /><br />Firstly, I'm not <span>that</span> different. And secondly, I don't know how to react to this disappointment. Am I disappointed, too? I guess I am. But I am trying pretty hard to get back up to speed, though I know my mind is not as agile as it can be when it is more comfortable with these concepts. This will take a bit more time. I could put in more hours per day, but that would mean forsaking one of my resolutions for this year, which is to be more social and actually strengthen those friendships/relationships I treasure inside, but rarely show. Also, I still have quite a few things to sort out re: settling back into Auckland/flat, etc. But am I ok in seeing their disappointment turn into apathy?<br /><br /><div><span"font-size:78%;">Image Source : <a href="http://universal-hologram.com/rhythmnslaserscan.jpg">universal-hologram.com</a></span><br /><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Academia" rel="tag">Academia</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Graduation" rel="tag">Graduation</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/PhD" rel="tag">PhD</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/290078550" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 04:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>First Full Week Back</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/365741</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[My official start date for the Fid is 01 May 2008. But I went in for the whole week anyway, because (A) I can't help myself, and (B) I need to get back into the groove of thinking "scientifically" (whatever that means).<br /><br /><span"font-size:130%;"><span>Lab Meeting</span></span><br /><br />Monday was my first lab meeting since I got back and I was pretty excited/apprehensive about it. Luckily I wasn't asked any tough questions. In fact, the only question I got was from CS, "How was the corporate world?", to which I offered what was perhaps a tough answer,"Good - I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would." This was met with outbursts from around the circle, e.g. "No! You can't say that!", to which I sarcastically remarked, "Oh, I mean - I hated it, it was horrible."<br /><br />But like I said before, I enjoy and dislike them both for opposite/different reasons. Science allows me to (try) satisfy my innate curiosity about the world and challenges my very basic skills in understanding, logic, problem-solving, while CE removed me from discovering the natural world. On the other hand, CE seems to have a much more streamlined managerial hierarchy and operational/decision-making processes - so I can get what I need to do my job well, while at university, it's very difficult to get basic things to do your job.<br /><br />I also find the ownership/responsibility attitudes of the people in both groups different. I don't know how to describe it just yet, but it probably has something to do with how people are motivated (salaries, higher-calling, etc.)<br /><span"font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br />Freak-Out</span><br /><br />I had a bit of a subconscious, undercover freak-out, which escalated to its peak on Wed, when I finally realised I really had come out of the scientific mindset and therefore, had to be more active in going "back in". Not only that, but I was hyper-intimidated by the people again, which doesn't do my confidence/thinking any good. So I guess I'm still settling in.<br /><br /><span"font-size:130%;"><span>Friday/Saturday</span></span><br /><br />Friday actually ended pretty well, with me being more sure about what I need to do. Also, I had b'day drinks at Cock amp; Bull, which was pretty awesome. Hope everyone who came had a good time and also very grateful for everyone who communicated (via one way and/or another) b'day wishes - it's my favourite part of the birthday - as I have mentioned before.<br /><br />But IJ said that MC was looking for me when IJ left the lab, which was about 30 min after I had already left... so I am a bit worried about that.<br /><br />This morning, I got up really early to do chores before going for a 5 h self-defence course, which was quite fun. I've also cooked enough so that I don't have to cook for the next 12 nights! Sweet.<br /><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags :  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/282681881" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 06:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>A Science Manifesto or plan for the recovery of NZ science</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/365743</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHl26D-n84/SBwulwzUqwI/AAAAAAAACms/jXhLDg2-p4I/s1600-h/sciencemanifesto.jpg"><img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHl26D-n84/SBwulwzUqwI/AAAAAAAACms/jXhLDg2-p4I/s200/sciencemanifesto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The title of this <a href="http://www.google.co.nz/url?sa=tamp;ct=resamp;cd=3amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rsnz.org%2Fadvisory%2Fnsp%2Fsciencemanifesto.pdfamp;ei=2CscSOHoBo_SpgSl0PHxCQamp;usg=AFQjCNGPnkQJBr0jkrHxNfRVGX8p8Yczzgamp;sig2=Fzu59fDM_2IiI_MiAeTg4A">'manifesto'</a> says it all in its inclusion of the word "recovery" - NZ science is unwell - its sustenance is tethering on decisions of those who don't know what is needed to alleviate the great weight stressing its backbone - the scientists who discover, validate and transfer skills and knowledge. How many people consciously realise that everything we know about our world and most technology we possess came from the process of science?<p>At least, that's the picture this manifesto paints and judging from the talk going on around the place (see the <a href="http://www.scoop.co.nz/stories/SC0804/S00047.htm">NZ Association of Scientists' response</a> and an article in a <a href="http://www.nbr.co.nz/comment/jacqueline-rowarth/science-manifesto-maps-recovery-plan">recent National Business Review</a>, <a href="http://newzealandscience.wordpress.com/2008/04/22/a-science-manifesto-or-too-little-too-late/">NZ Science Talk blog</a>), I suspect it's not far from the truth.<br /></p><p>It's sad, really - that (one of) my chosen career paths already is already mapped with obstacles - obstacles that don't need to be there - on top of the obstacles intrinsic to the job. It tires me just to think about it. I hope my passion for science will pull me through every set back that I know I will encounter if NZ science is to continue in its current direction... brain drain? Either mine or NZ's, right?<br /></p><p>Anyway, this post is just me wondering aloud. Keep in mind I don't really know enough about how science works in NZ to fully understand what this document states.</p><ol><li>Develop a National Science Strategy</li><ul><li>identifies NZ's science needs/directions, resource/capability needs, international trends</li><li>consider roles of government and private sector, identify/support necessary links</li><ul><li><span>I just find this weird - so what do we have now? Also, this seems like it'll take forever to pull together (like, by the time it is, it'd be out of date, OR it has to be so vague that this won't happen - but then it'd be so common sense, it'd be quite tragic to realise that whoever is in charge didn't understand it)</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Establish an Office of the Chief Scientist</li><ul><li>Chief Scientist/Science Council directly advising the leader of the government</li><ul><li><span>OK, so I sorta thought that the HRC did that, but maybe I got it wrong and currently the HRC works under the direction of the Minister. But anyway, so is it saying that currently the NZ government is not advised by any scientists at all? That's also weird.</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Enhance Innovation Policy</li><ul><li>"...it must acknowledge that innovation represents more than mere efficiency gains and enhancements to business practice."</li><ul><li><span>I think this is trying to say that creativity cannot be measured by some silly productivity measure! More money needs to be invested for potentially greater return that-is-not-guaranteed, but more likely to happen due to overcoming that resourcing barrier. It comes down to trying to build environments that foster useful creative thinking and oftentimes, idea-generation can appear an idle process to the superficial observer (or productivity measure).</span><br /></li></ul><li>"To build an innovation-based economy  we need policies that enhance relationships between the wider business sector, the Crown Research Institutes and universities. Science institutions need to co-operate with businesses, not compete with them as they do under current policy."</li><ul><li>Yeah, competition like that sucks - I think it's talking about resourcing again.<br /></li></ul></ul><li>Ensure that Government Policy Processes are Evidence-Based</li><ul><li>"...NZ must have its best researchers involved in government's wider policy processes, providing input to policy and legislation."</li><ul><li><span>public intellectuals. enough said. (I still haven't finished <a href="http://readers.livingsocial.com/books/245865/unknown/speaking-truth-to-power-public-intellectuals-rethink-new-zealand">that book</a>)</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Reduce Transaction and Compliance Costs</li><ul><li>"...must change the way our science is funded...the process should be less bureaucratic..."</li><li>"bulk funding"</li><li>"NZ also needs to develop high-quality retrospective science monitoring processes involving peer review."</li><ul><li><span>I think this fifth recommendation sits pretty close to the every day complaints around the place and is probably not a problem that sits only within science. But I think the theme among all the recommendations is pretty clear by now.</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Continue to Increase Both Public and Private RSamp;T Investment</li><ul><li>"...increased investment in science, including basic science, is essential. Most science funding applications in NZ have a failure rate greater than 80%... not based on the quality of the proposal but solely as a consequence of having insufficient funding available"</li><li>"NZ needs a deeper pool of research knowledge, ideas and opportunities. We need to retain excellent people. We need to build critical mass."</li><li>"Many companies in NZ have taken up that challenge investing in RSamp;T and establishing their own climate of innovation...[list of companies] These companies believe in research. They invest in research... If NZ is to lift its GDP per capita to that of Australia or our European competitors, we need far more of these... businesses, which are based on strong RSamp;T. Most NZ businesses, however, do not look to RSamp;T to build their growth. Generally they invest far too little in this area compared with businesses in other countries."<br /></li></ul><li>Improve the Path to Commercialisation</li><ul><li>address link between innovation and commercialisation</li><ul><li><span>I guess they're talking about research ideas that are applicable to commercialisation, that is not to say that commercially-viable projects should have precedence over basic scientific research, but just that the disparity between the two needs to be looked at to ensure that it is easier to commercialise, if that is what is suitable</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Promote Science Across the Entire Education System</li><ul><li>"NZ needs to at least double its number of science PhD graduates"</li><ul><li><span>I find that sort of weird, since where will these people come from and where will the funds/resources to educate them come from?</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Build National Recognition of the Public Value of Science</li><ul><li>"...the application of public and private scientific research underpins the overall health and wealth of a nation."</li><ul><li><span>I agree that there is not enough respect given to science for its contributions to society. Many people see it as an intellectual pursuit.</span><br /></li></ul></ul><li>Trust Science, Scientists and Scientific Institutions</li><ul><li>"... greater decision-making responsibilities to the science agencies"</li><li>"... promoting cooperation, rather than competition"</li><li>"... assisting scientist' development, particularly early in their careers."<br /></li></ul></ol>Well, I'll leave you to ponder this for yourselves.<br /><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags :  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/New+Zealand" rel="tag">New Zealand</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/RSNZ" rel="tag">RSNZ</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Science" rel="tag">Science</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/282665988" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 05:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>I'm Scared</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/363929</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm scared.<br /></p><p> The anxiety has been steadily climbing since I got here and I hadn't even realised until now. It has actually got to a point that my stomach feels sick and I am constantly <span>nervous</span>:<br /></p><div> Uh-oh, I don't know this.<br />Uh-oh, I don't know how to do this.<br />Uh-oh, I've said the wrong thing.<br />Uh-oh, why am I feeling like this.<br />Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh.<br /></div><p> And it's all <span>superfluous</span> because I know I'm here to learn and I know that these people are here to help me learn - but - I keep feeling like I have to prove something.</p><p> And that's all fine because it shows <span>I care</span> - but - my fear has pushed me to the edge, staring down at dread, disengagement and potentially, <span>apathy</span>.<br /></p><p>And that's <span>the scariest part of all</span>.</p><br /><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Fear" rel="tag">Fear</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/PhD" rel="tag">PhD</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/280587914" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 02:04:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Fear</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/359573</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>I've been feeling very apprehensive about leaving work/Wellington and going back up to study/Auckland. I know because my sleeping patterns have scattered again.</p><p>I keep telling everyone different things, because I don't know what the reason is. There are a lot of possibilities:</p><ul><li> adjusting to the lab/faculty changes - renovations, people changes...<br /></li><li>leaving home - despite my complaints, there are really good parts about living at home, like having company/support/shoulders on-demand</li><li>I've achieved hardly anything I set out to do here - e.g. catch up with friends more, meet new people, get my restricted, paint more, bake more... I have, however, worked a lot, read a lot and managed to improve my fitness<br /></li></ul>The last reason is the killer one<br /><ul><li>my change - I'm scared I've had a change of heart, I'm scared I haven't changed/improved at all, I'm scared that people here are ready to say goodbye to the me they now know and that people there are ready to say hello to the me they once knew and will no longer get - that'll leave me nowhere, with no-one at all</li></ul>Talk about irrational and crazy. It's probably all actually due to the fact that I'm<br /><ul><li>absolutely exhausted - 12 AM sleep-time and 4 AM wake-ups still? Yes. If I go to bed earlier, does it help? No, I just wake up earlier. Go figure that.<br /></li></ul><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/273771413" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 06:04:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Everybody Is A Stranger</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/355233</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><span><blockquote>“Everybody is just a stranger, but that's the danger in going my own way.”</blockquote></span><span><blockquote>John Mayer</blockquote></span></div><br /><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/John+Mayer" rel="tag">John Mayer</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Quotes" rel="tag">Quotes</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/266831641" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 02:04:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Thoughtlets</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/351945</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>This will be a first of a continuation of 'mini-thoughts' or "<span>thoughtlets</span>". They are intended to be sometimes <span>cryptic</span>, sometimes <span>humorous</span>, but always <span>meaning more than meets the eye</span>. This is akin to the interesting "<a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Spreading+Happiness" rel="tag">spreading happiness</a>" tag.</p><p>Thoughtlet: The polite answer would have been "gardening".<br /></p><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Thoughtlets" rel="tag">Thoughtlets</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Spreading+Happiness" rel="tag">Spreading Happiness</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/261532851" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 05:03:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Colour Purple</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/347195</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/94/Color_purple.jpg"><img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/94/Color_purple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I just finished <span>The Colour Purple</span> by <span>Alice Walker (1983)<br /></span><p>This novel was interesting, even though it was difficult to overcome the narrative. It was perhaps one technique Walker used to convey how maltreated/misunderstood the black people were: by making the reader consciously aware of the effort we have to make to understand the protagonist, it was bringing out our understanding that perhaps it was that little bit of effort many people were/are not willing to make for people of a different colour.</p><p>But was it just <span>black and white-ness</span> that she was confronting? The 'heroine' was a black <span>lesbian</span> <span>woman</span>, from the <span>country</span>, who was <span>uneducated</span> because of who she is and who she was before she was born.<br /></p><p>Her life was riddled with tragedy; rape, abandonment, loss, abuse and yet through it all she has her faith. Her belief and trust without apparent return earns her (1) strength, (2) the same belief and trust without return from her sister and (3) a final revelation in how to see the return that has always been there had she looked in the right places - that God was not a (white, male) figure, but instead an amorphous force to be found in the nature of things - the trees, the stars, the wind and herself.</p><p>The thing that caught my curiosity was how the enslaved African-American people was not recognised by the native African people (so the book tells me) as their own, nor as owed an apology (of any sort) for their betrayal/abandonment. I don't know if this is true and I am going to find out more about it. I guess I find it peculiar that when I think of Africa, I know of no single historical tapestry. I know bits and pieces, from the first hominids to Egypt to South Africa to Rwanda to slavery to malaria, all of which sum to one thing: ignorance. But I am having an inner conundrum over how to help those who don't want to change. If people's customs and heritage are their most valued assets, then is it right to impose change even if that change is necessary for their survival? I suppose the only thing you can do is offer them that choice - to open that door and it is up to them to walk through it.<br /></p><p>I also find it interesting that purple is at one of the limits of the human colour perception, while Shug (sugar as one which can sustain life and Shug as the personification of life in the novel) says, "I think it pisses God off if you walk by the colour purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it." As if to say we are not doing life justice if we do not see more.<br /></p><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags :  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Africa" rel="tag">Africa</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Alice+Walker" rel="tag">Alice Walker</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Book" rel="tag">Book</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Reading" rel="tag">Reading</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/The+Colour+Purple" rel="tag">The Colour Purple</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/256416533" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 11:03:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>My Teacher Lives on Memory Lane</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/338173</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://www.khandallah.school.nz/images/DSC00174.JPG"><img src="http://www.khandallah.school.nz/images/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a>Part of today was about gathering my belongings here [lived 1993 - 2003], so that <span>when</span> my parents move out, logistics would be easier.<p>Looking through my old things, the <span>expected</span> nostalgia was <span>unexpectedly</span> non-intrusive - like the curling smoke of incense -  intense, but gentle and most importantly - pain-free, loss-free.<br /></p><p>What was more surprising was that I learned something about myself, despite having seen all these items several times before.</p><p><span"font-size:130%;"></span></p></td></tr><tr><td><span"font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >(Re)Establishment of Self</span><p></p><p><a href="http://www.raroa.school.nz/images/enrichmentphotos/largeimage/largeimage04.jpg"><img src="http://www.raroa.school.nz/images/enrichmentphotos/largeimage/largeimage04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I'd always questioned why/how people saw me as different/special in some way. "It must be a mistake," I'd think. One of these differences was 'cleverness' - what, how, when, why...me? Flicking through my bookshel<span>ves </span>(yes, plural - to my surprise), I realised they were filled with maths books, school workbooks, textbooks, novels, non-fiction, exercise books - above the school requirements. I'd forgotten how many books I'd read and how I devoured maths problems and exam questions at a pace and volume that was a nuisance to my teachers and their supply of material. And what about my 'perfectionist's touch' on wood-work or 'inventions' and projects...<br /></p><p>I'd forgotten all of that. How did I do it without any prompting from my parents or teachers? I barely remember doing it all. Where did my own pressure and motivation come from?</p><p>I remember feeling content and engaged - or rather, the absence of not feeling discontent or bored - I didn't really understand those concepts, didn't know any better or worse. I would owe this to my... teachers? =)<br /></p><p><span"font-size:130%;"></span></p></td></tr><tr><td><span"font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Tidbit Findings</span><p></p><p>Notebook I'd called "Definitions" and the first entry is "Sanguine".</p><p><a href="http://www.oliversacks.com/mars.htm"><span>"An Anthropologist on Mars"</span></a> Oliver Sacks. Withdrawn Wellington City Libraries.</p><p>Sheets and sheets of short stories, poems and other creative writing I'd completed for school, but were really at least 3x more than the requirement. I didn't realise I wrote poetry when I was 8 or 9?... sadly, I haven't much improved!!!<br /></p><p>A 3-volumed stamp collection.</p><p>Bags of cross-stitching, knitting and other crafts.<br /></p><p>Screeds of drawings, paintings and experiments with different media including types of sculpture using anything from clay to wax to metal (mostly copper and iron).<br /></p><p><a href="http://www.alibris.co.uk/booksearch?qwork=3024348amp;matches=19amp;author=Wickers%2C+Davidamp;browse=1amp;cm_re=works*listing*title">"How to Make Your Own Kinetics"</a> David Wickers and Sharon Finmark. Withdrawn Khandallah School... and lots of wood bits, ball bearings, etc.<br /></p><p>A book on the Earth, another on insects, a series on how to do your own magic tricks.<br /></p>In 1999, a Hillary Commission study, showing my score, then compared to NZ stats in round brackets:<br /><ul><li>height: 150 cm (low) [haha - hasn't changed]</li><li>body mass: 38 kg (low) [holy crap, I was 38?]</li><li>catch: 18 caught (high)</li><li>vertical jump: 42 cm (high) [haha - already a bouncer!]</li><li>shuttle run: 11/4 (high) [woot - I remember being proud of that]</li></ul>And almost all of these things were obtained from school, whether it was part of a school project or I (somehow) obtained discarded items. Wow. Lucky. Resourceful? Lucky.<br /><br /></td></tr><tr><td><span"font-size:100%;"><span"font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Further Wondering</span><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHl26D-n84/R8Knal-5ZlI/AAAAAAAACkk/5OfT8YZSWPw/s1600-h/SCHOOL.JPG"><img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHl26D-n84/R8Knal-5ZlI/AAAAAAAACkk/5OfT8YZSWPw/s320/SCHOOL.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a>I am always trying to make sure I stay true to myself and clearly my childhood painted a very clear picture of who I was and indeed, who I am. For me to realise and accept thing that is myself has perhaps taken longer than developing it. I wonder if this proportion is still true.<br /><br />Over the past month, small revelations have been building up and I feel as if I am close to something big. What will it be? I will eagerly wait. =)</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Image Sources : <a href="http://www.khandallah.school.nz/images/DSC00174.JPG">www.khandallah.school.nz</a>, <a href="http://www.raroa.school.nz/raroa/gallery_pages/enrichment/enrich_4.htm">www.raroa.school.nz</a></span><br /></div><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Childhood" rel="tag">Childhood</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Learning" rel="tag">Learning</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Memories" rel="tag">Memories</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/School" rel="tag">School</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/240834486" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 04:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Today</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/334645</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<p>Just a short note today. Not sure where I'm at, but feeling a little down, a little disappointed, maybe a little sad. Yesterday was full of possibilities, each grand and spectacular... but now, maybe because I'm tired, maybe because there is so much to do, maybe because of the uncertainty in so many of my relationships, but I feel like perhaps my naivety has clouded by sight. I wonder if I too often live in my mind, my ideal 'cherrieland' and really, I haven't come out here to live at all. I always try to help and I try to be better, but sometimes I feel under-appreciated, even unwanted, as if leakage of 'cherrieland' into the real world insults and disgusts the people. And in their spit, can they see reflections of themselves, or just through to the surface of my skin?<br /></p><div><span"font-size:78%;">Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/234869940" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 04:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Nervous Laughter</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/334647</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert20012224180213.gif"><img src="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert20012224180213.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span"font-size:78%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><br /></div><div><span"font-size:78%;">Image Source : <a href="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert20012224180213.gif">www.dilbert.com</a><br />Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Comic" rel="tag">Comic</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Dilbert" rel="tag">Dilbert</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Humour" rel="tag">Humour</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">cherrieland.blogspot.com</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/234842682" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 03:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Stuck Still in a Whirlwind - Whoa.</title> 
                    <link>http://www.tigblog.org/group/oic/post/328283</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.thesefleetingmoments.com/images/20060331163148_waxing-storm.jpg"><img src="http://www.thesefleetingmoments.com/images/20060331163148_waxing-storm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Where do I start? You may have guessed from the pitiful number (oh, quality over quantity!!) of posts that I have been busy as <span>heck</span>.<br /><p>It has been extremely tiring at work. I guess I still <span>don't feel I have my place yet</span>, so that will take some time, but I think I really need that that base, those people I can say, "hey, I really feel like I don't know what I'm doing" and know that they won't judge me because I <span>almost</span> <span>always</span> feel like that and most things have worked out fab.<br /></p><p>So....what? <span>Time will tell</span>, that's what.</p><p>But I think I need to <span>slow down</span> because I'm getting really bad RSI, my stomach is beginning to complain (which hasn't happened since thing in June).<br /></p><p>This <span>anxiety</span> is due to: (1) the number of things I have to do, (2) trying to meet new expectations, but most importantly (by a mile) (3) the ambivalence in my relationships at work. <span>People-stuff</span> stresses me out beyond any task or work I have to do. Sometimes I feel like I'm making enemies and last Friday I was confuddled about 'professionalism' - it's one of those funny words that have no concrete definition. A plethora of different personalities (in certain circumstances, I hear you say) can be professional. But again, I came here knowing that this environment would force me to learn <span>how </span>to say things, <span>how</span> to treat people under new circumstances, etc. I really really want to learn this.</p><p><span>Sometimes I go large, sometimes I get into the details. </span>It depends on the need and my mood. There are situations where I think concrete and definite things need to be said. I guess because abstractness is so open to interpretation. I want to scream, "DO YOU GET WHAT I MEAN?" and have a 10 minute conversation with people just being frank about what they think I mean. I bet that most of the time whatever message you were trying to get across was misinterpreted. <span>In all this abundance of communication, I wonder whether we are getting anything across at all.</span> What is so scary about standing up and saying, "I don't get it."? Better still, "I don't get it, help me get it because I really want to." I don't think people give enough effort into getting things. <span>I am guilty of this also</span>, as I don't really understand the finer (but important) points about the War On (of) Terror, U.S. elections, various civil wars, banking and finance, government procedures... there are a million things I should probably understand more deeply than I do, but I guess the fact of the matter is, I have been able to make do without knowing the details. I know how to vote, what values I stand for and can have an educated conversation about any of the above topics. <span>But would I understand the nuances?</span> Probably not. I find that a bit annoying that I can't. Yet.<br /></p><p>I've been working on the <span>poster for Biophysics</span> and it is slowly getting there. I think I will print it tomorrow. I am getting quite excited to go there and to see some of my lab family again. It's all very sentimental. I guess maybe our lab is a little unique in that everyone is so open and blunt. Actually, that's not true - only a few of us are. But I like it better that way. I don't really want to bother with deciphering <span>hidden messages that people mean to mean</span> underneath their spoken words. I'm too busy reading their body language, which is perhaps saying what they're really feeling and thinking, which might be different from what they mean to mean, which is different from what they're saying. But I am still uncertain about that because for all I know, corporate people have a different body language.</p><p>I felt really uncomfortable about something mentioned about age today. Nothing really has to do with age, except perhaps at 18 when you become a legal adult and you can do a few interesting things. But really, I wonder how close a correlation there is between age and maturity. And actually, whether maturity has anything to do with your mindset - that set of values that govern the way you live. I know that not everyone thinks/lives or wants to think/live the way I do - jumping at the chance of doing something that is scary and new, trying to think of new ways all the time, being blunt and headstrong in my want to care about others, myself and the place in which we live, but with an open mind to allow for other beliefs. Of course, I think it's a very good way to live (and so I would, otherwise I would change), but I know not everyone else does and it makes me wonder about the establishment of values. <span>How do people take on new values</span> that don't immediately connect with them? Opening our windows or expanding our palette of colours can be a difficult thing and I hope I have that capacity to help people add more colour into their lives, but I wonder where/how/when is the best way to do it.<br /></p><span"font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><span"font-size:78%;">Image Source : <a href="http://www.thesefleetingmoments.com/images/20060331163148_waxing-storm.jpg">www.thesefleetingmoments.com<br /></a>Technorati Tags : <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Cherrieland" rel="tag">Cherrieland</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Life" rel="tag">Life</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/People" rel="tag">People</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Thinking" rel="tag">Thinking</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Values" rel="tag">Values</a>,  <a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Work" rel="tag">Work</a></span></div><div>From <a href="http://cherrieland.blogspot.com">Cherrieland</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Cherrieland/~4/225102866" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 12:01:00 EST</pubDate> 
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