I Answered Yahoo!
The other day, I stumbled onto a question on Yahoo! Answers. It was asking “Is the threat of terrorism a farce?“
Unsatisfied with the answers already given I decided to write my own;
The threat of terrorism is very real. No matter who you’re fighting, or not fighting in some cases, there is always a threat of terrorism.
The threat of terrorism is real, probably not as immediate as the movies make you think, but it is real. But you have to be logical. If you live in middle-of-nowhere’sville suburbia, I don’t think it would be very likely for your neighbour to be a sleeper agent.
Also, Al-Qa’idah doesn’t have monopoly over all terrorist activities. So, even if you believe that the Bush administration orchestrated 9/11, the threat of terrorism is real, if not from Al-Qa’idah or any other religious group, it could from anyone who has an agenda and believes that violence is the only way to get the message through.
You must be able to recognise who the terrorists are they could be revolutionaries, extremist groups, street gangs and even, the ever friendly tree-huggers.
But again, the answer is kind of no and yes…. No the threat of terrorism is not farce, it’s real, but it’s not as immediate or as extreme as the media, and unfortunately the government, makes it out to be, you have more of a chance of being part of a bank robbery.
And guess what!? It was chosen as best answer <i’m so happy now>. It was like my first attempt at answering a question on Yahoo! Answers.
Unfortunately it wasn’t my best piece of writing. I kept on repeating “the threat of terrorism is real“, the first paragraph is pretty much the second’s opening sentence and there’s a whole lot more in there!
BUT I GOT CHOSEN FOR HAVING BEST ANSWER!!
Confession
Practiced my confession today.
The one that would “bring me into the light“…heheh….
Would I go through it though?
Who knows.
It’s not because of the little things.
Even without it, I’d stay clean.
It’s because I can’t feel it.
It’s because when I asked, no one answered.
Caramalised Banana Purée
You will need:
1 banana
Pepper
Sugar
Cinnamon
Non-animal derived oil (olive oil is preferable due to taste)
Plate/bowl
Small fry pan (the one you use to fry egg should be alright)
Fork
Wooden spoon (if you don’t want to use a metal fork on your expensive fry pan)
Russlification:
Peel banana.
Mash banana in plate/bowl with fork.
Oil the fry pan.
Pan fry the banana, keeping it moving around so as to not burn the banana and be left with a virtually uncleanable pan. (To tell you the truth, it’s more like sautéing but a bit longer)
Add a teaspoon of sugar for every banana (I am assuming you are using a normal cavendish banana, not those small ones, if so, ½ a teaspoon will do).
Add a pinch of cinnamon and the tiniest pinch of pepper.
Continue to fry/sauté for a minute.
Put purée onto/into plate/bowl.
Quickly soak pan so that the banana will be easy to clean off.
Fin.
Enjoy banana purée as a spread for toast, a dip for biscuits, on pancakes or as is. This recipe can be easily turned into a sauce by creaming the banana in milk in a sauce pan rather than pan frying it in a fry pan.
Real Life
So SanLat is over, and I’m back in real life… Whoopdee-fucking-doo.
When I got home, it was pretty good, I had the house to myself so I was able to check out my regular blogs and watch another episode of Torchwood it was great.
Then my parents came home, and life was really back to the way it usually is, totally crap, I seriously hope I don’t go all emo tonight…
My mum had just come home with the shopping, so I proceeded to put it away, then she started geting all bitchy because she couldn’t find the remote.
I’m like “just a sec, I’ll just put these in the fridge”.
And she’s like, “No!, Help me find the remote”
Fucking queen of double standards.
She’s telling me to grow up, she’s such a brat.
I’ll probably write up a post about SanLat when I’m in a better mood.
Like Soo Totally, Moomba Waterfest! + Bad Habit #3, Almost OCD
I eventually did go Moomba yesterday, apparently we were still going, just not all the girls, so confusing but anywho, I met some new people, had fun and pissed off one of my best friends.
We, Noah, Willy Nubhan, Nazmi and I, spent the morning at Willy’s waiting for the Melayu girls, Farah, Zafira and Syalia (sorry if I spelt your names wrong) to reach Noble Park. So they did and we went Moomba. The whole time, Nubhan didn’t introduce us Indo’s to the girls, so I had to introduce myself at the station, seriously. Then we met the west-side Malay girls and we all went off together.
Now for the first bad habit, when I see a piece of string, or grass or lint or something stuck to some ones clothes, I get the urge to remove it for them, whether they wanted me to or not. one of the west-siders were wearing a black top and there was this white string stuck on the back of her top.
I then proceeded to reach out, with the utmost care, to pluck the string of her back, she wouldn’t have known about it and she wouldn’t have had an icky piece of string ruining her look.
Unfortunately for me, the string was not in fact a loose piece stuck of debris to her top, but it was from a frayed seam in the singlet she was wearing underneath. When I pulled the string, I pulled the singlet, and she thought I pulled her top, which was not what I had meant to do.
This was embarrassing I hope she doesn’t think I was trying to snap her bra or something like that…
The other thing I wanted to talk about was the way I talk. For those who have talked with me, you should know my speech pattern is a bit like a cross between valley girl and surfie.
I say “like” and ” totally” a lot, usually say “seriously” for every other word, I use the phrase “no offence” and I, a lot of the time, talk in like a slow tone.
One of the Melayu girls, Farah, finds the way I talk amusing…. I don’t know whether to take that as an offence or not, right now not really, i know the way I talk isn’t exactly the way everyone else talks but….like…I have no idea why it’s bothering me but…yeah….
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