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Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Shoot the Moon -Norah Jones

The summer days are gone too soon
You shoot the moon
And miss completely
And now you're left to face the gloom
The empty room that once smelled sweetly
Of all the flowers you plucked if only
You knew the reason
Why you had to each be lonely
Was it just the season?

Now the fall is here again
You can't begin to give in
It's all over
When the snows come rolling through

You're rolling too with some new lover
Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely
It was just the season

Beautiful lyrics. Sniff.

Sunday, August 28, 2005
Studied Genetics for Bio for the whole of today. I MUGGED. Woohoo. Now my brain is saturated with information about meiosis, mitosis, DNA replication, protein synthesis, rNA, mRNA, tRNA, etc. I've got a throbbing headache. Ow.

I'm in the mood for some randomness.

I like hot butts. I wonder where the glittery belt I wore for reception duty yesterday, has gone to. I'm actually happy now. I miss Xiao Ming and Xia Wei alot, suddenly. I think my retainers are gross. I'm craving for a Rotiboy. I love my new knitted bandana. I should really stop biting nails. Britney Spears bites her nails; eww, BIG TIME. I want new clothes. Bought a new hairband today. It's pink. Wonder how long it'll last before I break it. How does real love feel like? Is it true love, when you feel an explicable pang of sadness when you see him? Sadness which you can't really describe, or find a reason for, but it rips through your guts like a rusty, blunt knife, causing pain that's so bad that you're too shocked to react, even though it reverberates endlessly through your soul. How to spell 'reverberates' correctly?

Don't worry, it's not about me. I'm just wondering, honestly.
Random thoughts running through my head.

Shujing is an EXPERT at braiding hair. She could actually braid my super-layered hair...didn't think that was possible! That girl has patience.

Transcription:
1. The enzyme, RNA polymerase, binds to a region of DNA near the beginning of the gene to be transcribed. This region is called the promoter region.

2. The binding of RNA polymerase to the promoter region causes the DNA double helix to unwind and seperate. The sense strand (one of the exposed DNA strands) is used as a template for mRNA synthesis. The other sense that is not transcribed is the anti-sense strand.

3. As RNA polymerase moves from the 3' to 5' direction, free ribonucleotides from the nucleoplasm, which are complementary to the bases in the DNA template, match themselves to the DNA template by complementary base pairing. THe new mRNA strand grows in the 5' to 3' direction. Adjacent ribonucleotides are joined by phosphodiester bonds.

4. When RNA polymerase reaches the end of the gene, it releases the newly-formed mRNA and the DNA rewinds. mRNA exits the nucleus via nuclear pores.

I love putu piring (delicious malay snack made of rice flour, with peanut, coconut or brown sugar inside).

Wednesday, August 10, 2005
check this out
pearl says:
went to make a snack
pearl says:
dragon fruit..half of it..plus one medium orange
pearl says:
fruit salad
~RëqùÍêM • Ðrêåm~= if only... [studying] says:
haha my mom always said that dragon fruit are fertilised by dead bodies.
pearl says:
lol
~RëqùÍêM • Ðrêåm~= if only... [studying] says:
coz they come from cambodia/vietnam... and during the nationalistic war, many died...
~RëqùÍêM • Ðrêåm~= if only... [studying] says:
then the dragon fruit were fertilised like that.

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Gosh.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005
I don't have to take this shit from you. I really don't. If you were any other person I SWEAR my verbal tirade will DROWN you.

You DON'T talk to another human being like that...like he or she is a piece of rubbish stuck under your insanely expensive $200++ shoes. People still deserve RESPECT, even though they might have done something wrong. If you're gonna come down so hard on everyone who blunders FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR PROJECTS, you will probably step on ALOT of toes throughout your entire life.

I don't deserve this you know. You wrote such a long, patronising email, just to point out ONE mistake. It's not as if I've been a SLACKER so far. Who was the one who helped you find sponsors, and called them till her FUCKING PHONE BATTERY WENT FLAT? Who was the one who had been handing up all the previous minutes on time? You just sound as if I've been a chronic PROCRASTINATOR of every task delegated to me. Who are you to question my abilities, or whether i deserve to wear that badge on my right collar? How dare you make such a reference to a mistake I made in another project, which is already over? I'm not saying that I'm REALLY good at my job, and neither am I implying that I've sacrificed--- by the way, boy, it's not 'sacrifised'; and I'm just very amused by the use of that word. What, you think you're some sort of matyr? Being a good councillor doesn't necessarily mean that you have to work like some buffalo in the field, until you grow old and die. 'Sacrifising' your health is not the way to go and it borders on stupidity. Yes MISTER, I am TELLING YOU THAT YOU ARE STUPID, you patronising, insensitive turd.

Since we're on the topic of change, let me make something crystal clear: I haven't changed one bit. And I think it's really reeeaaaaaally FUNNY that YOU'RE talking to me about change. You've become a total stranger to me. You know what your problem is? You're so self-centered; yes, despite so-called 'sacrifises' you've made, that's what you are at the end of the day. Just look at the email you sent me. It's all 'I' this, 'I'' that; everything's just all about you, you, you and YOU; what YOU'VE done, how others measure up against you. I'm not just talking about council here, by the way. You expect people to be around to give you support and to tolerate all your shit, yet you don't see the need to be there for them at all. Let me give you a lesson in life: THIS IS NOT HOW IT WORKS. When people reach out to you, to try to understand you, you DON'T shut them off, and neither do you assume that everyone is against you. I've been trying so hard to communicate with the guy I used to know, but you seem so intent on cutting me off. Just what do you take me for? You come to me when you want to get things done, or when you have to talk about something. After you're finished with me, you ignore me most of the time as you go about your usual business. What the hell is happening here?

I'm sure you know why I'm so upset. It's you. YOU said those hurtful things. And it hurts twice as bad.

Piss off.

Monday, August 08, 2005
I am constipated.
Really.

Ow.

*Note: The above is just a posed picture which appropriately describes how I feel now. It was not taken in the process of poo-ing, or whatever you think it is.


People are really strange. They don't appreciate certain things, just because they think that there is always something better. They'll criticise, put down and scoff. Then when they realise that something better either does not suit them, or when they don't have a share of that something better, they return sheepishly, hoping that others didn't notice their earlier show of haughtiness.

This is when I go 'HAH.'

This is a public blog, accessible to those who choose to check it out. Kindly bear this in mind.

Anyway. I know someone who was in VJC for the first 3 months of this year. When her O Level results failed to make the cut, she appealed aggressively into VJC, using every appeal method available. Bottomline: she was determined to STAY in VJC, and not get shovelled off to some 'yucky' place like TJC. Haaaaa. She came to me for advice. Advice. So I tried to put it across in the most non-offensive manner possible, that her results were too lousy for VJC, and she should just try for TJC, which was the next best. I also added that alot of people with her grades were desperately appealing in TJ, so she should see the Principal ASAP. After a whole load of encouragement, and attempts to convince her that TJ is not as bad as most people think it is (TRUST ME. It's totally different from the usual perception.), she said, in this really really scornful tone, 'SORRY, but I DON'T LIKE TJ.' Okaaaay. Fiiiine. Then you go appeal lor. A week later the poor thing was in the canteen of my school, looking all flustered and distressed. Why? TJ don't want her lor. Classic example of not treasuring what you have.

Just a random thought bubble in my head.

Sunday, August 07, 2005
"hihi!i'm surprised that someone else actually read my blog.. =) yupz i agree that results are the worst part..thanks for the encouragement and compliments! =)"
Girl, if only you knew. Trust me, you shouldn't be so nice to me, and I'm definitely not just another random blogger. Been reading your blog for quite some time now...I guess I've been feeling pretty bad about some stuff. Guess what? We actually have alot in common, regarding both our relationships with __________. I really don't know what else to say. Most of what happened might not have been my fault, but I am partly to blame. I didn't mean to cause pain to such a sweet girl like you. May you find someone who truly loves you. Really.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005
LOL
weldon. says:
that spastic guy ah
[p.e.a.r.l.][www.scrutinyy.blogspot.com] says:
he IS horny
[p.e.a.r.l.][www.scrutinyy.blogspot.com] says:
hahaha
[p.e.a.r.l.][www.scrutinyy.blogspot.com] says:
like u la
[p.e.a.r.l.][www.scrutinyy.blogspot.com] says:
flirt.
weldon. says:
if he dares touch u ah..
[p.e.a.r.l.][www.scrutinyy.blogspot.com] says:
hahahahahah
weldon. says:
i wld rape him

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! I know I should be studying for tomorrow's chemistry test, but I just HAVE to paste this. =p

Weldon's so cute.

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