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you learn something new every day

Just read my friend G’s blog post on alternatives for national service, where I learnt the term ‘cheese-eating surrender monkeys’, used primarily to insult the French.

you learn something new every day

Sometimes I find my YLSNED posts are rather otiose (new word alert!), but hopefully someone else in the great wide world out there finds them educational all the same. :D

you learn something new every day

There’s apparently a whole school of superstitions surrounding the Shakespearean play Macbeth!

you learn something new every day

Wrote this sentence down after being hit by a bolt of afflatus!

you learn something new every day

Divagate, which sounds more like a scandal, is a synonym for digress.

不翼而飞

My JC senior Cheryl, a teacher, posted this status on her Facebook wall earlier today:

改作文有感:认识“不翼而飞”这四个字的日子里,还没想过能这样用“盘子里剩下的最后一个鸡翅膀不翼而飞了!”

 

on co-operation

How to Co-operate

People are drawn together because some tasks are too big for one person. They say too many cooks spoil the broth, but they also say many hands make light work. The trick is having one person work on the soup and the rest on the electrics.

This was extracted from How to Be Normal by Guy Browning, which is a collection of short essays all titled ‘How to (Do Something)’. I didn’t really get its humour at all, and made myself finish it anyway. I thought the above snippet was the funniest part of the book! :P

a love of……

One of the more curious things that four years of secondary school instilled in me is a love of…… filing. Yes, you read right. Filing.

Back then most of the teachers would collect our files for each subject, in the middle and close to the end of the school year, to check that all our handouts and assignments were in order. Imagine the number of files they would have to go through! We’d get a score for the condition of our file, which would count towards our final grade. It seemed like a really straightforward way to get full marks, so I’d always put my file together diligently. (Proper filing also made it easier to revise when the end of year exams came around – which I guess was probably the teachers’ point.) I’m quite proud to say I usually got full marks or something close to it.

13 years after graduating, I still enjoy punching holes in my documents (mainly personal finance these days) and arranging them in the right files. Ah, the joys of filing!

separating your combustibles from your recyclables

Was looking through my Secondary 4 elective geography stuff when I found this rather entertaining newspaper article on recycling in Japan……

 

Separating your combustibles from your recyclables
By Kavitha Rao

Taking the garbage out is never much fun, but in Japan it is sheer agony. When I first arrived in Japan, I “oohed” and “aahed” over the exquisite groceries, especially the beautiful packaging, delicate ribbons, and the myriad gift-wrappings. That didn’t last long. Now, when I buy a charming box of rice crackers, I just worry about how much garbage I am going to have to dispose of.

The first thing every resident in Japan learns is how to sort garbage, or gomi, as it is called in Japanese. The second is how not to. How complicated could this be, you think? Very.

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i don’t dream of jeans

This afternoon, I was reading Grace: A Memoir by Grace Coddington, who was creative director at American Vogue for more than 25 years (she left her position in January). The book was interesting enough but suffered from a lack of juicy details.

I had reached a section where the writer was waxing lyrical about Tina Chow looking stylish in pants, when suddenly I realized that I hadn’t worn jeans for more than five years! The last time I wore a pair was in 2010. Since then I have lived almost exclusively in skirts, sometimes shorts and the occasional pants. But it isn’t surprising for I have never been a big fan of denim……

NB Title is a pun on I Dream of Jeannie.

be like bill

Opened this EDM from The Outnet and was greatly amused to see that they had jumped on the Be Like Bill meme bandwagon:

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life after death

Every time you get dressed, remember…if you die today, that’s going to be your ghost outfit forever.

from Bastille Memes @Bastillememes, 8 January 2016

rags to riches

It is astonishing how short a time it takes for very wonderful things to happen. It had taken only a few minutes, apparently, to change all the fortunes of the little boy dangling his red legs from the high stool in Mr. Hobbs’s store, and to transform him from a small boy, living the simplest life in a quiet street, into an English nobleman, the heir to an earldom and magnificent wealth. It had taken only a few minutes, apparently, to change him from an English nobleman into a penniless little impostor, with no right to any of the splendors he had been enjoying. And, surprising as it may appear, it did not take nearly so long a time as one might have expected, to alter the face of everything again and to give back to him all that he had been in danger of losing.

Little Lord Fauntleroy, by Frances Hodgson Burnett, is one of my most favourite classic novels. It tells the story of poor American boy Cedric Errol who is summoned back to England to become the heir of his aristocratic grandfather. Most notable is the ridiculous prejudices that the Americans and Englishmen in the book have for each other – I found those descriptions rather amusing, considering how far each country has come. Then again, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

two countries separated by a common language

Wanted to change the inbox date format in my Gmail account from MM/DD/YY to DD/MM/YY. Googled and one solution was to switch my language setting from English (US) to English (UK). Which I did, and promptly noticed that my Trash folder was now appropriately renamed ‘Bin’!!!

getting names right? harder than it sounds

As someone who has always had her name mispronounced since forever, I thought this article was pretty entertaining……

Getting Names Right? Harder Than It Sounds
By Ben Shpigel

WIMBLEDON, England — If there are times when tennis officials and announcers warrant some sympathy, then the first few days of a major tournament like Wimbledon would be one of them. Hundreds of matches in singles and doubles featuring players from Argentina to Uzbekistan are a linguistic gantlet of the highest order. On the women’s side alone, there were first-round contests between Scheepers and Shvedova, Gajdosova and Zaniewska, and Foretz Gacon and Niculescu.

And there was chair umpire Pascal Maria on Court 7 on Tuesday, overseeing a match between Alex Bogomolov Jr. and Alexandr Dolgopolov. It was a tongue twister, and calling the players by their first names — Advantage, Alex? — was not an option.

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