Jumping

A little meta-post first...

On my way home, my mind always wanders, and inevitably comes up with something to blog about. But the blogpost always starts out big and ends up being pared to an almost entirely different topic. This post was going to be about being suicidal versus being an adrenaline junkie. But instead it's come to this... "Jumping: an extended metaphor." Metaphor for what? I'll let you decide.

Okay, here's the actual post...

When I was little, I never exercised much. Mostly, I was cocooned by my grandparents' many layers of love, and stayed home. Jumping--like all exercise--can be dangerous. You can twist your ankle or scrape your knee or even land badly and hit your head. Of course, because I never exercised when I was little, I had horrible balance. So even when I went to the parks with trampolines, I would only hesitantly go up, jump a bit half-heartedly, twist my ankle, and limp around the park for the rest of the day. Simply put, jumping was not a pleasant experience.

But jumping isn't all just jumping from the ground. You can jump from a diving board or from a building or from a cliff.

See, here's the thing about jumping: There's a certain height range that if you jump off, you won't survive. But if you jump from lower or higher than that, you'll most likely survive if you don't do anything stupid. Most people only ever jump off from below that height. They jump on trampolines, or from pool sides, or from a diving board. You can jump from 10 or 12 meters above water and as long as you don't do anything stupid, you'll be fine.

Question of the Day

If you have a hypnosis audio file, you can listen to it again and get hypnotized.

If you have a hypnosis text, I'm assuming you can reread it and get hypnotized.

However, if you have a saved chat log and you reread it, would you get hypnotized, or would it feel more like revisiting a memory?

Fact of the Day

It is apparently common to feel numb or tingly hands and fingers--and even face--when experiencing an orgasm. This is caused by the loss of blood from extremities and it flows toward the clitoris. Sometimes, it is also caused by (or compounded with) a lack of oxygen due to a subconscious change in breathing.

Hmm... The jury's still out for whether it's harmful or not.

For me, the feeling went away with the orgasm, so it's okay. But apparently, some people (of both sexes) are paralyzed for up to 15 minutes. That is a bit scary. (And by 'scary,' I do not mean creepy. Creepy is exciting. Scary is just plain scary.)

Tips for the Searching Men

In the past few days, I have received many, many messages. I read every one of them. I respond to some, at least once. And there are only a few who have kept me interested. What is the difference in all this? Well, here they are...

Top 3 reasons for me to ignore a message:

The Attraction of Mind Control

Like any child brought up in a conscientious and scientist family, I was always taught to think for myself, to consider all the facts and draw my own conclusions, and to question dubious and unqualified authority. Yet, I have apparently developed a fetish for mind control, an anathema of all that I was taught. Why is this? I have wondered that myself, and here is the conclusion I have come to:

See, I have a prosaic view on life; I don't worry about things that are out of my control. It was originally one of the "no stress" tips I picked up in high school. (Junior year, what's with full course load at high school, half-time load at the local community collage, working a total of 25 hours a week, and juggling the couple of clubs for which I was an officer.) Few people manage to successfully incorporate new life philosophies, but I seem to have managed well thus far.

Grammar Nazi! (and other complaints)

Here's another obligatory post: grammar and people's posts in general.

I'm not usually such a big grammar Nazi. If you have a typo in a chat or a forum post, I don't really care unless you are completely unintelligible. In that case, I would respond with a universal "?". However, when you're posting something such as a blog post or your own profile--something that people will look at as representative of you--please pay some attention. (And use spellcheck. Something like "Hi nice to meet you yes i can be domanet or submissvae" is just impossible to read. [And yes, that was a direct quote.])

FAIL!

I always seem to post when I'm morose. With the black background of the blog, I may seem quite depressed or cynical. I'm not, really. It's just that I tend to write when I'm upset.

So the upset of the day: My failed attempt at a standardized test.

I have been told that the GRE is to grad school as what the SAT is to undergrad. Even the grading scale is the same (out of 800), and I had thought that because I did well on the SAT without practice, I wouldn't need to study for the GRE either. That, as I found out, was an incorrect assumption.

So after spending over $200 in total, in traveling and on the test, and wasting a whole day to go to Geneva, I got a measly 610 for my verbal score. Math was okay. I got an 800 on that...

Ah, well, better luck to me next time.

EDIT: On a more positive note about school and stuff, I got a total of 54 credits this year, which is a startling 14 credits more than I needed. Even if half of those credits were completely unrelated to my field of study.

EDIT 2: It seems that some credits actually haven't shown up yet, so I should have a total of at least 62 credits, which is 2 more than the average year load of a normal student. Yay for me!