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Wednesday, December 29, 2004 / 15:09
Wednesday 29th December... internet troubles...
arghhh mi computer can't go on da net so im typing dis frm mi dads computer I'll have a New Year 2005 special up at mi website on New Year's Eve (http://serena350.tripod.com/)
hope evry ones had a gr8 Christmas yea well sorrie dat this blog ntry is boring but yea so see ya.
SerenieGirl ^-~
Thursday, December 23, 2004 / 20:10
23rd of December... two more days till Christmas!!
I'm BACK.
(mwahahahaha...)
where from? er... food poisoning. yaa.
um... you don't wanna know.
anyways, its nearly Christmas!!! yay!
Hmmm... should I put up a Christmas special on my site??? (like I did last year)
But i've deleted all the Christmas-ish graphics and pics dat i made...
I could make some new ones... but remake a whole websie in two days???
well, I have made a website from scratch in less than two days...
and I'm planning on, like, a whole new layout for the New Year!!!
hey it would be nice if it wasn't just me visiting my own site, which is kinda sad, i suppose, so here's da URL:
http://serena350.tripod.com/
but since it's only mee hoos readin dis that might not be much of a use...
well, gotta go and update update update mi site!!
time for...
EXTREME MAKEOVR... website style!!!
see ya 2morrow
SerenieGirl^-~
Wednesday, December 15, 2004 / 14:04
Playground Wars.
Playground Wars.
Hello. As you may already know, I am Serena. Today, I am going to tell you about the little war we had going on this year.
Peoples in "The War"*:
The HH (in alphabetical order):
Ben
Callen
Campbell
Jacob
Josh Mc
The Krabby Bunch/Kiwi Chicks/Bro&Co/Gamble Group/SSSSR:
Rachel
Sarah H
Sarah W
Serena
Stacey
*(just a reminder that there were also some additional people involved, but this list is the 'original', or the 'main' war group)
As you may have already noticed, that intro was completely BORING. If you are still reading I congratulate you.
Basicly, I balieve "The War" started in the beginning of Term two, at camp. For others, it may have began sooner or later, but for me, it began when a little person by the name of Ben came up to me after tea once at camp at Vertical Horizons, and randomly announced: "This is war."
Of course, I was shocked by the sudden randomness. I mean, how could someone so boring, be so random??? That question yet still remains to be answered.
After that, is when the troops slowly emerged. Campbell started chasing Rachel around, and vice versa. Then the W.O.M.D.s came out (Weapons of Mass Desruption). There was some literal kicking going on, and if I recall correctly, there were a few [harmless, I may add] punches.
Then, by the work of a miracle, Rachel, Sarah, Ben, Campbell, and I, one lunchtime, started talking in a peaceful conversation. The topic was what high schools we were planning to go to. I am happy to report that there were no fists involved. However, unfortunately, Stacey was away on that day and did not join in the peaceful conversation.
The next solider to be injured was Rachel. She tripped (or was tripped up by someone), and then had to be sent home. She claims that Campbell was the culprit, but many from The HH side deny this.
In the result of the home sentence, The War looks like it would of ended, and many claim it had, in a mediation.
However, Sarah H reports that the mediation was NOT succesful at all, that there were yelling, name-calling, and that no problems were solved. She also reports that after the medation, out teacher, Mrs Sheath, suggested the both sides stay away from eachother. This specific task was not completed, and in my opinion, did not recieve any effort to complete, as the next day, we played tag again.
Now, at the end of an eventful year, it seems as though we are still fighting. hopefully this will be sorted out once and for all next year, whatever that may be like...
Wednesday the 15th of December... last day as a humble year 7...
sniff sniff this is my last day as a year seven at devon int....
what i'm really wondering about is wat class i'm gonna be in nxt year...
Sarah says she knows... she says i'm gonna be in rm 16 nxt year (yay! a free ticket to endeavour) but da teacher aint Mr Avery! well dat sucks.
I really wanna be in Mr Avery's class nxt year coz I've been in his class b4 and i like the way he teaches and also it may be some help to get my sports merit! (i dunno if dats possible tho)
she says that da teacher in rm16 nxt yr is gonna bee mrs Glentworth (i hope dats how u spel her name)
like, i don evn know her!
I remember i did some japanese poem writing wit her once, and she doesn't seem like she has a very fun and active sort of teaching style... no offense tho...
today was actually more boring than i had expected... but we did som debatin and we tied... and they had the easy side! hooha! booya! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
arrrrggghhhh i hate hate hate typos they make mi hands go reeallly sloww and thn ahhhh my hands hav turned into mincemeat!!!! eeee i'm typing so slow!
right, so i says to the guy, i says to the guy, "CAKE!!" and thn all of the sudden, a
Wednesday, December 01, 2004 / 20:35
Wednesday 1st December 2004... what do you do if everything seems to be against you???
My parents were jus yelling at me. again. At school I found my bag move to another place, and it was left hanging - open. Someone stole all the things in my pencilcase (that's the second time this year), which includes five smelly gel pens, five biros, a pencil and a rubber.
I still havn't finished my debating speech, which has to be finished by tomorrow morning, and I haven't even started on my homework, and its 8:39pm already. damn it.
The whole world right now just seems to be turning against me. What have I done wrong??? Sheesh, probably a million things. The smily face on my desk mocks me. It's freaky I tell ya.
So what do you do if youre in this kinda situation??? get over it is the best thing I can come up with. But this has been going on for weeks. I've been getting less than 7 hrs of sleep every night for about the last half of this term. apparently the get over it plan just aint workin.
don't worry, be happy, as the song goes... but I can't run away from my problems, I HAVE TO FACE THEM! (damn that's corny) (okay that's didn't make sense) (and neither did that)
hey have I told you (and when I mean you, I mean me since, like, noone is reading this except for me), that i write songs??? yaa I doo. hey here's the lyrics to one of mi faves. it's called A New Beginning and it always inspires me to keep going when things get tough!
Everything that is here is so magical
adventure everyday undeniable
magic in the skies, shining in the sun
a new day has just begun
the sun rises into the sky
erasing the darkness below
yesterday's worries are gone
a new day has just begun
the sun rises into the sky
warming the earth below
beginning of another day
where anything can await
its a whole new day to forget the darkness of the night
and erase all the pain and bitterness
its something you can look forward to with a bright, hopeful smile
you can seize the day and never give up again
the sun rises into the sky
erasing the darkness below
yesterday's worries are gone
a new day has just begun
the sun rises into the sky
warming the earther below
beginning of another day
where anything can await
there is never a dead end when there is a sunrise
beginning of a better day
you can put a right to your wrong mistakes
and find a better way
the sun rises into the sky,
erasing the darkness below
yesterday's worries are gone
a new day has just begun
the sun rises into the sky
warming the earth below
beinning of a better day
where anything can await
it a new beginning.
oh I jus luv this song! I was inspired by the fanfic: New Trials, written by Sarah Kim. you noe wat? on the subject of my songs that i wrote, i wanna type up another one!! jus for the fun of it! yay! the song is the first song that i eva wrote (i wrote it when i was eight) and i've modified it two times, altho the basic first verse and chorus is the same. pls forgive me if this is too deep, but slow, deep song i find are one of the easiest to write... it's called Can Your Hear Me. um... I think I'll just type the second verse (coz that's my fave prt)
I'm walking down the road and I realise how time could fly so fast.
seeing time, and all the things in my life, go past
time is so precious
and i should not hav waste it
but I still hav a lifetime ahead of me...
yea, short verse, but hey, i like it.
well, that's all frm me! see youse nxt time on....
the bloggin' show!
LIVE! -from the coke can under mi bed!
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Kids, Stay In School.
“This is stupid.”
“Ya think?”
Two teens stood in the dark, one keeping a lookout while the other worked on a lock.
The roads were empty and the streetlights were out, which was for the best. However, a deafening silence rang in their ears like roaring thunderclouds on the horizon, reminding them that sooner or later, someone would awaken.
“Dammit, I can’t see a thing. You got a torch on you?” The lock-picker whispered, voice brimming with frustration. The other teen rolled her eyes.
“Of course - I always bring my torch with me. Along with my First-Aid kit and diorama collection.”
The neighbourhood was obviously suffering from a blackout. There is night - when it is dark and hard to see. True darkness, the total and complete absence of light, makes the skilled lock-picker a blind rat, and forces her to feel around for the lock after every failed try.
Suddenly, a small snap rang through the shadows. The lock-picker took a step back from the door as she swore under her breath.
“You better have another hairpin along with that collection of yours - this one just broke,” she announced as she prodded her partner in crime with the sharp end of the broken pin, as if it confirm that she wasn’t lying. “Oi, I’m outta ammo here.”
A small grumble came from the other teen, followed by the sound of various items being shoved around as a hand waded through them, searching with increased agitation.
“What do I look like, Hammer Hardware?”
“Hammer Hardware doesn’t sell hairpins. C’mon Lisa, they’re going to be awake and full of caffeine soon. Lisssaaaa.”
“MJ,” Lisa mock-whined back.
Mary-Jane shuffled around impatiently while rubbing her arms. The icy, pre-dawn air was subtle, but there nonetheless. Her kitten heels made little clip-clop noises against the hard, cracked cement, which echoed through the night. Stopping abruptly, she figured the racket the she was creating was very unlikely to be singing lullabies to the people inside, and was very likely to be earning more death-glares from Lisa.
“Aha!” Lisa plucked a small, thing object from her handbag and held it in the air like a trophy.
“Gimme!” MJ’s voice snapped through the empty streets like bombs exploding on a mini-golf course. Spontaneous windmill combustion. It happens.
“Shhh!” Lisa flailed her arms about wildly as she scanned the streets for movement. Her head snapped back to face MJ, who had now covered her mouth with both hands, eyes wide in shock.
Frozen in place, both girls could hear their blood racing through their ears. MJ held the hairpin tighter in her damp, clenched fist. Senses now heightened, both could detect the slightest movement.
And they did.
Their hearts skipped a beat when a single floorboard creaked inside the house.
Crap. Caught. Neither dared to breathe.
A few more moments of uncertainty hung in the silence before Lisa decided it was safe to breathe, and then threw a fist at MJ.
“Sorry.” MJ whimpered with a sheepish smile. Quietly turning to avoid the mental darts that were being hurled in her direction, MJ soon realized that she didn’t have to reach out like a blind man. She could even make out a dim outline of the lock. Dawn was approaching.
Lisa sensed this too as MJ expertly inserted the pin in the lock, and continued working. Looking up, Lisa could define the telegraph wires from the murky, blue-grey backdrop. A gust of wind swept through the streets as the trees danced and the sky howled. Lisa’s limbs were numb and stinging from the cold. She began shifting anxiously.
“MJ, I swear, if you don’t hurry up, I’m gunna take that pin and sh-”
“Oh ho!” Mary-Jane gave a small laugh, careful not to be too loud. “You’re going to try and pick this? After knocking back shots of vodka in glasses made by elephants, I’m surprised you’re even conscious.”
Lisa raised an eyebrow. “Elephants?”
“Elephants, giraffes, industrial trucks; it’s a metaphor - work with it.” MJ shot back. “You know - ‘go with the flow’.”
“Funny coming from someone who doesn’t even know how to have fun.”
“I have fun.”
“Yeah, I heard you had some planned for July.”
MJ stayed silent as she found the right groove to press inside the lock,
“You, on the other hand -” she started with a slight grunt as she tried getting the pin further into the lock, “- are completely borderline irresponsible.”
“Yeah right,” Lisa muttered as she took a seat on the steps.
“Your lips say no - your shoes, on the other hand, say yes.”
“They’re French; can’t believe a word they say.”
Ever so slowly, with almost microscopic care, MJ began turning the pin in the lock. Lisa rolled her eyes.
“You know, Beckett was going to call his play Waiting for MJ to Pick the Damn Lock, but thought it was a bit too dull.”
“Wasn’t Beckett French?”
“Well -”
Click.
Both parties shut up quickly as MJ slowly opened the door and tip-toed in. Lisa soon followed suit, then shut the door ever so carefully behind her.
“Next time we sneak out, remember the damn key.” MJ whispered as she made her way down the hallway.
“What? You were the one who forgot.”
MJ gave a slight look of irritancy.
“I was right; this was stupid.”
“Hey, you’re the slow-poke, taking hours to pick a single lock.”
“I am not a slow -”
“It’s a metaphor.” Lisa stood in the comfort of her own room and began to shut the door.
“Work with it.”
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You guys. You guys. ♥ Sealing the Time Capsule. 48HOURS 2009!! And here we go again. That's a wrap! Now to symbolise my academic and personal rebirth ... spend too many hours watching manufactured realiti... Christmas at the Bowl 2008! :( OMFG I JUST WATCHED SIN CITY IT IS AWESOME
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R a m b l i n g s ;
Hear thee, hear thee pouring rain
Why must the sky weep so?
Only to soak and drown in vain
In pools of tears and woe.
As droplets fall from the heavens above
Into the world below
It rests in hopeful spirits
For there to be a rainbow.
We are but mere mortals
Mere against our world
And though we think and read and write
We discover unlikely pearls
Like a little thing called love
Only a fraction of our lives
And yet could strike down the greatest man
Through its piercing eyes.
For love is like the passing wind
To be free - and yet to belong
An unseen spirit that comes and goes
Accompanies the winter's song.
And when we die - that very same wind
That filled our souls with beautiful lies
Will come in truce, and finally, then,
Carry our ashes to the skies.
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S l e e p
Sleep, child, and dream
for night is dark and sweet
be not a soldier of the living day
to fall, to fear and weep
Spin, child, a cobweb
of kingdom and a throne
cathedral slant of eternal light
hung on this new home
Fade, child, away
for you live now within your mind
to be captive, but content
drinking immortal wine
Now wake child, and see
a life you used to know
of innocence, rebellion,
euphoria, resignation,
clarity, stupor,
and then the letting go.
And sleep.
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Currently I'm...
feeling: AWESOME
wearing: AWESOME
listening to: COMPUTER HUM (WHICH IS AWESOME)
reading: SOME QUANTUM SHIT (THAT'S AWESOME)
watching:: MY OWN AWESOME TYPING
consuming: AWESOME MEDALS VIA IV INJECTIONS
wanting: NOTHING BECAUSE EVRYTHING'S AWESOME
chatting to: DEATH.
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Time Is A Fixed Constraint, But Sometimes I Wish It Wasn't.
5.
Falling had always been a familiar sensation in dreams; comforting, even. The knowledge that one could defy the realities of fear, pain and even death itself sat alongside the sharp, and yet somehow, gentle wind, reminding one that there was nothing beneath for support, and nothing above to hang on to.
If one were to embrace all these sensations and just forget, then maybe, just maybe, one will reach a state of weightlessness and be at peace with the world.
4.
The cliff-edge was supposed to be a dare of sorts. Both where living their days over and once again, and needed the fear; the adrenalin --
(You scared? She was ten steps out.
You suicidal? He was nine steps behind.
Only in the mornings.
Oh, well that's okay then.)
-- rush. The overwhelming overload of the senses to remind them that they were still youthful (and alive).
(Race ya to the top?
If you don't mind getting beaten, sure.)
3.
They were silent in the car. But sometimes, silence isn't such a good, social thing.
(Why the hell did you rent a four-wheel-drive? He said, sounding positively pissed.
Wow, that was random. Mind filling me in on the imaginary hypothetical conversation that took place before this?
He paused.
I'm just saying, these things are dangerous.
Four-by-fours have good mileage.
Four-by-fours kill people.
Four-by-fours don't kill people, stupid; people kill people.
Sure - people driving four-by-fours.
You don't need people.
Are we still talking about the car?
Do you need people?
No.
Neither.
Good.)
Other times, silence was best.
2.
One hour and forty-five minutes after meeting --
(You're not scared? He piped up after another moment's silence.
What's there to be scared about? She kept a tight leash on her voice, as it cannot (will not) falter.
"Nothing," he lied.)
-- he knew her favourite sport, favourite food and what she wanted to be later on in life.
Dancing. Blueberry pancakes. Alive.
1.
"SHUT UP! Both of you, out!"
"But she started it-"
"I don't care! Out!"
The bus screeched to a halt, stopped, then drove off - leaving two people behind with angst-ridden faces.
Now what? The girl dropped her backpack.
It's got to be something like 10 kilometres to the next town.
Whoohoo.
He rolled his eyes.
Oh - look at the time, he said without bothering to look at his watch, I really have to get going.
Wait up - I'll come with.
Another eye roll.
Look, you're annoying and you got us thrown off the bus. Now go away.
She pouted.
Has anyone ever punched you lately?
It's been a month. Two more weeks and I win a set of steak knives!
Not if I have anything to do with it.
Ow!
She laughed as he protested further.
"Go away!"
0.
Falling had always been a familiar sensation; comforting, even.
It didn't matter how it happened; just that it happened. It was not like how it always is in books and movies - time does not slow down. It's a simple trip, a simple fall; a simple end. Your life does not flash before you. There simply is no time. No time to focus on the past; nor any time to think of the future. All there is, is a moment. A moment of bittersweet emotions and familiar sensations. Of nothing above and nothing below. Of weightlessness. No thoughts. Just peace.
She did not have time to react. No time to scream out his name or make a desperate grab at thin air. All she could do is crawl towards the cliff edge (oh please, please, please not him, not him, not there, not fallen, no,) and look.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this." She couldn't bring herself to say.
"I know." He didn't reply.
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New Zealand: Clean, Green, Polluting Machine; Choose Two.
Out along the beautiful and unpolluted beaches of New Zealand are friends, families; lying in the sun and breathing in the cool, fresh air – taking a much needed rest after their flight with Air New Zealand, or Qantas, depending on which brochure you’re reading.
Our country's 'clean and green' image does wonders for our exporting and tourism industries. However, the rise of a hot new topic, global warming, has forced us all to consider: are acts of propaganda in play? Is this statement still valid? How do we know who to trust? Is there any way I could cash in on this?
"But Serena! I reduce, reuse and recycle everyday! Plus, my front lawn is totally clean and green and very well trimmed! How dare they question our image!"
Well, you are not alone. There is a group of people who are not politicians, but are still questioning the validity of 'global warming'. They suggest that global warming was an idea concocted by government officials to fool the public and keep them under control. I'm not sure how panic equals control, but hey, who knows what the men in suits feed themselves with these days.
With all these different views and opinions, it can be confusing, and sometimes traumatizing; to research, investigate and pull apart truth from lies, and make an informed decision. I advise therapy. For those who are much too cheap to afford it, read on.
The Facts
It was mid-2003 when Statistics NZ released its shiny new Energy, Economy and Emissions report. The highlights in change between 1997 and 2003 include:
- New Zealand's total carbon dioxide emissions have increased by over 21%
- Total carbon dioxide and nitrous oxide emissions increased at a pace greater than economic growth (as measured by the GDP)
- The petroleum and chemical industries were New Zealand's most energy intensive.
- Emissions from refining petrol increased by over 27%
- New Zealand's food and beverage industry's carbon dioxide emissions increased at a rate greater than its contribution to our economy
- The mining industry's carbon dioxide emissions went up by 20%
- The fishing industry's energy demand and carbon dioxide emissions increased at a rate greater than its contribution to our economic growth
"So what does it all mean?"
In two words: bad news. Our greenhouse emissions are clearly rising at quite an impressive speed. This constant but booming rise is further confirmed by the NZ Meteorological Service's 1991 Emissions report, in which that shows New Zealand's carbon dioxide levels increasing over 25% since the 18th Century. Also, our methane emissions have more than doubled.
In addition, households were found to be the largest users of energy, accounting for approximately 32% of total consumer demand. Energy import volumes (crude oil, refined petroleum oils and coal) increased by nearly 48%, while the proportion of consumer demand of non-renewable resources increased to nearly 82%. Our energy use per capita has also risen by 13%.
Furthermore, the Organisation for Economic Cooperation and Development's (OECD) 2007 Environmental report for New Zealand shows that our GDP has risen a whopping 30% in the last decade (yay). Our carbon dioxide and nitrous oxide levels, however, are rising faster than that (nay). Long story short; we pollute air faster than we get rich.
In 2003, households - from the use of private motor vehicles alone - emitted 78% of total carbon monoxide emissions. Now let me tell you something about carbon monoxide - it's crazy-scary stuff. It is so scary; I've pulled it out of the footnotes altogether and given it a paragraph to itself. Yeah, wow.
Not only is carbon monoxide a greenhouse gas, it is too, a suffocating gas like its brother, carbon dioxide. Only difference? It's worse - much, much worse. You know how "you can't live without love"? Oxygen is even more important. As carbon monoxide enters the bloodstream, it kicks off the oxygen molecules and hitch-hikes a free ride on the red-blood cells, eventually suffocating the body. During this, the body turns a cherry pink colour. You sure wouldn't want this stuff floating in the air.
"Okay, okay - we get it. Our environment is heading downhill and deteriorating fast. But no way are we as bad as larger countries; i.e., the United States."
Yes, in fact, you would be correct. According to the CIA World Factbook, New Zealand only ranks as the 62nd highest country of oil consumption. For natural gas consumption, we are ranked 60th.
Even though we emit 8.6 tonnes of carbon dioxide per capita (according to the OECD Environmental Data Compendium 2004), our 75.09 million tonnes of greenhouse gases can hardly compare with USA's staggering 7067.57 (million tonnes).
The plain truth is, we are in a country of four million (versus the 6.6 billion - the approximate world population estimated for July 2007), with 268,680 square kilometres of land (versus the 510,072,000 square kilometres in the world) - there is only so much we can affect. One cannot deny the fact that if you light a bonfire in New Zealand today, the world will not flood tomorrow.
Putting it in Perspective
So, is New Zealand's clean and green image true or false?
Answering this question correctly all depends on which way you view it. If one is comparing New Zealand's environment to that of the rest of the world, the yes, we are undoubtedly "cleaner". Also, whatever horrible substances that we could emit, probably won't do much damage at all on a global scale (unless we tried really, really hard).
However, this doesn’t mean that we truly are ‘clean and green’ - it just means that everyone else is, well, dirty and… brown. Compared to how our country used to be, it's clear that our environment is indeed growing more problematic. This needs to be addressed.
To put it simply, environmentally on a world-wide scale: we rock. We are the clean-and-green New Zealand and nothing can stop us! Nothing but ourselves, of course. Our image does not excuse us from our duty to save our environment.
Off those couches you go!
Saving the World 101
Climate change is funny in that there'll be all these people debating over who's right or wrong, plus all these other people who are just simply befuddled. Then there'll be all these riots, stampedes and Internet discussion forums going crazy. Meanwhile, it's raining acid and the ice caps are melting! Oh, and Mars is laughing at us too.
"But that's horrible! How on Earth can we stop it?"
Glad you asked, as I have compiled a simple, foolproof, 9-step guide to save the world.
Step 1: Reduce, reuse and recycle. If you have never heard of this before, then shame on you.
Step 2: Change a light bulb. Heck, change them all. But make sure to change your regular incandescent to a compact fluorescent light bulb (CFL). CFLs last 10 times longer than incandescent bulbs, but use two-thirds less energy. Nifty.
Step 3: Insulation is your friend. Then you don't have to use so much power on heating the massive fridge (a.k.a. your house in winter).
Step 4: Turn off that air conditioning! Too hot in summer? Ah, yes, but that's why God invented windows.
Step 5: Hot water is for wimps. Okay, I'm not saying "NEVER HAVE A HOT SHOWER EVER AGAIN", but do cut down on hot water usage in general.
Step 6: The holy "off" switch. Amazingly, that "use it or lose it" saying only goes for your brain and your muscles. Your appliances, however, could use a break.
Step 7: Energy-efficient and environmentally-friendly products are totally radical. Avoid products that come with excess packaging.
Step 8: Plant a tree. In fact, plant three.
Step 9: Walk/bike/scooter/roller-skate whenever possible. Driving a car to school when it’s only a couple of blocks down the road is like sending a text message to a friend who is already in the same room.
"Foolproof?"
Well, foolproof if you get each and every person in the world to do the same thing. It's a bit like that trick with influencing the Earth's spin - if you get each and every person in the world to jump at exactly the same time, there's bound to be some disturbance.
"But how is this jumping relevant to global warming?"
Funny, you always seem to ask the right questions.
Global warming is exactly what its name suggests: it is a global process. Thus, reversing this process will also require global effort. Getting our (and not just our country's but our world's) climate back to the status quo will require the co-operation of every country.
Even though our 'clean and green' image is technically true compared to other countries, it is not true compared to our past, and does not excuse us in any way of helping put a halt to (or at least slow down) climate change. We may be the "clean and green" New Zealand, but our environment needs protecting.
Now go hug a tree or something.
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Why did the chicken cross the road?
DR. PHIL :
The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on 'THIS' side of the road before it goes after the problem on the 'OTHER SIDE' of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his 'CURRENT' problems before adding 'NEW' problems.
OPRAH :
Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
GEORGE W. BUSH :
We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here!!
COLIN POWELL :
Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road...
ANDERSON COOPER - CNN:
We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.
JOHN KERRY :
Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.
NANCY GRACE :
That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.
MARTHA STEWART :
No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
DR SEUSS :
Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY :
To die in the rain. Alone.
JERRY FALWELL :
Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the plain truth? That's why they call it the 'other side.' Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boy-cott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media white washes with seemingly harmless phrases like 'the other side'. That chicken should not be crossing the road. It's as plain and as simple as that.
GRANDPA :
In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
BARBARA WALTERS :
Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.
JOHN LENNON :
Imagine all the chickens, crossing roads in peace; eeee EEE eee-eee eee.
ARISTOTLE :
It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
BILL GATES :
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ALBERT EINSTEIN :
Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
BILL CLINTON :
I did not cross the road with THAT chicken.
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Opening Credits: Massive Attack - Everywhen
Waking Up: Delta Goodrem - Born to Try, Maroon 5 - Sunday Morning, Aqua - Good Morning Sunshine, Massive Attack - Protection
First Day At School: OMG - How Bizzare, Hairspray - The Nicest Kids in Town, Relient K - Chap Stick, Capped Lips and Things Like Chemistry,
Falling In Love: Damien Rice - Delicate, Gwyneth Paltrow & Huey Lewis - Crusin', A Fine Frenzy - You Picked Me, Garbage - #1 Crush, Sugarcult - Bouncing Off The Walls Again, Robbie Williams & Nicole Kidman - Something Stupid, Liz Phair - Why Can't I Breathe, Breaking Benjamin - Rain, Sixpence None The Richer - Kiss Me, Yellowcard - Only One
Fight Song: MCR - Mama, Shihad - Bullitproof, Three Days Grace - Home, Evanescence - Lies, 300 Soundtrack - The Hot Gates
Breaking Up: Three Days Grace - Gone Forever, Goodnight Nurse - My Only, Manic Street Preachers - Your Love Alone Is Not Enough, A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover, Three Days Grace - It's All Over, Delta Goodrem - Lost Without You, Linkin Park - Don't Stay
Prom: Lily Allen - LDN, Bowling For Soup - 1985, Goodnight Nurse - Death Goes to Disco
After Prom Party: KoRn - Word Up, Fast Crew - I Got, Disturbed - Stricken, Nickelback - Favourite Damn Disease, Frou Frou - Holding Out For A Hero, Goldfrapp - Crystalline Green, Patea Maori Club & Dalvanius - Poi E, Pink - U + Ur Hand, Black Eyed Peas - Let's Get Retarded, The Chemical Brothers feat. Fatlip - The Salmon Dance
Anthem: MCR - Teenagers
Life: Goodshirt - Sophie, The Corrs - All In A Day, Seether - Fake It, Spidey Soundtrack - Hero, Creed - With Arms Wide Open, Audioslave - Like A Stone, The Used - Pretty Handsome Awkward, Counting Crows feat. Vanessa Carlton - Big Yellow Taxi, Lemon Demon - The Ultimate Sowdown of Ultimate Destiny, Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia, Charlene - I've Never Been to Me, Rooster - Come Get Some
Mental Breakdown: Runescape music player, The Dresden Dolls - Girl Anachronism, Eminem - Just Lose It
Breaking Out of Jail: Chicago - Cellblock Tango, Nickelback - Savin' Me, Evanescence - Eternal, Lemon Jelly - Soft, Romeo + Juliet Soundtrack - When Doves Cry
Chase Scene: Rob Dougan - I'm Not Driving Anymore
Driving (ROADTRIP!): Radiohead - House Of Cards, Bic Runga - Get Some Sleep, Kora - Burning, Fall Out Bot - Bang The Doldrums, Michael Penn - Walter Reed, Fall Out Boy - This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race
Flashback: Alien Ant Farm - Glow, Big Brovaz - Nu Flow, Creed - My Sacrifice, Sophie Ellis Bextor - Take Me Home, Aqua - Turn Back Time, Fall Out Boy - A Little Less 16 Candles, A Little More 'Touch Me', Daniel Powter - Bad Day, Otis Redding - Pain In My Heart
Getting Back Together: Radiohead - All I Need, Seether feat. Amy Lee - Broken, Emma Bunton - What Took You So Long, The Chordettes - Lollipop, Cascada - Everytime We Touch, Tori Amos - 1000 Oceans
Taking Over The World: Garbage - The World Is Not Enough
Wedding: Shania Twain - From This Moment, Tom Jones - Thunderball, Wannadies - You And Me Song, JerryC - Canon in D (Rock Version), Goldfrapp - Black Cherry
Birth of Child: Train - Ordinary
Revisiting Old Places: The Offspring - The Kids Aren't Alright
Final Battle: Evanescence - Sweet Sacrifice, Europe - The Final Countdown, Breaking Benjamin - Unknown Soldier, 30 Seconds From Mars - From Yesterday, Dave Matthews Band - When The World Ends (Paul Oakenfield Mix)
Death Scene: Lemon Demon - The Song You Hear When You Die, Avril Lavigne - I'm With You, Vienna Boys Choir - Ave Maria, Three Days Grace - Time of Dying
Funeral Song: Massive Attack - Teardrop, Linkin Park - What I've Done, Linkin Park - Valentine's Day, Kelly Clarkson - O Holy Night, Garbage - Afterglow, Bob Marley - Three Little Birds, Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter
End Credits: Spirited Away Soundtrack - One Summer's Day, Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood, Brahms - Trio In A Minor For Viola, Cello And Piano - Op. 114 - Allegro, Arethra Franklin - Respect, Foo Fighters - DOA, Ravel - Bolero
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