I just finished watching this television program Derren Brown: Apocalypse.  It is stated that the entire segment was not staged, however, I can't help but question the authenticity of the entire performance.

The show is an emotional, twisted version of Punk'd.  A young man named Steven is described a being a lazy, good for nothing fellow who takes everything in his life for granted.  From these qualities, Steven is selected to be secretly filmed for an odd experiment in which he is placed into the stimulation of a zombie apocalypse, ideally to come out with a new perspective on life.

Sounds like a pretty neat idea, but the whole charade just seems off to me.

The camera angles were just too convenient not to be staged.  Considering that all of the cameras were supposed to be hidden, it seems too unlikely that they would catch so much clear footage.  The camera suggests that it would have been placed nearly right in front of Steven, which would make it obvious to anybody that the entire ordeal was a lie.  However, the show carries on after this point, which would insinuate that this Steven is just an actor.


How did Steven find the will to restrain himself from killing the zombies?!  I think most people would agree that during a zombie apocalypse, zombie slicing is 100% encouraged.  Here he is, behind the safety of a fence standing a couple feel away from a crowd of zombies, but he makes absolutely no effort to kill any of them!  DO YOU NOT PLAY LEFT 4 DEAD?!
 
Steven didn't try to confirm the authenticity of the zombies.  I don't recall him inspecting the zombies at any given moment, and it seems unusual that he could so easily accept the idea an apocalypse.  Such an outrageous idea would certainly require some extent of skepticism, right?

 Maybe the entire concept of the show was to create something that people would want to question, something that would immediately become a hot topic.  If that were the case, it evidently worked, because a Google search would support that many spectators are also making an effort to dissect the credibility of Steven's case.
 
Although it series looks to be obviously staged, it's still a fun way to kill time.  If you would like to make your own judgment how convincing the acting is, it's currently posted on YouTube.

- PK 

Holy snap!  I just quit my senior management position in school today, and it feels so good.  My position was director of technology, and I just didn't have my heart in it.  The biggest problem for me was my lack of knowledge on the fact I was being graded, and naturally, it fell rather low on my list of priorities.  My assumption was that it was a voluntary position (which it might actually be, and I dun goof'd by quitting).

Above that, I didn't mesh well with the rest of senior management :(  Don't get me wrong; The other managers are very nice.  I just couldn't stand the "professional" atmosphere, and the silences that sets in during meetings.  The whole charade just felt somewhat plastic and stiff.  It just felt wrong, because I'm a very animated person - like a theatre kid.  It was a challenge for me to sit down and listen to talk about deadlines, numbers and goals.

As if the business-y aspect, certain people had to ask silly questions.

I was away from school for a day due to sickness, and this just happened to be a day of a meeting.  For obvious reasons, I wasn't there, leading certain members to question my absense.  Instead of being logical, and assuming I was skipping school, they ask my friend:

"Does she hate us?"

It wasn't just one person who interrogated my friend, it was a handful.  I still find it offensive that they went on a tangent and assumed that opinion rather than approaching me.

Great job, Tam.  Excellent stimulation of a real life situation - You don't always work with the people you want.

For the longest time, I have considered getting cosmetic surgery, and before you say anything, DO NOT ASSUME THAT I AM POSTING THIS TO FISH FOR COMPLEMENTS.  I'd like to thank anybody who may have considered saying "Oh, but you look fine just the way you are!" [insert Bruno Mars song here], but please refrain from doing so.  Remember - I DO WHAT I WANT!!  I'm just here to jabber, and it's not as if I'm getting anything done soon . . . at least not too soon.

Back to my little talk.  There are a number of things about my appearance that I don't particularly find appealing, and perhaps as a result of media influences, I have often thought about which types of cosmetic procedures that would be favourable.  Without a doubt, plastic surg, like any other type of surgery isn't cheap, and coming from a super average middle class family, getting work done on my face is simply out of the budget.  Even so, I find if impossible at times not too think about the "flaws" all over my face. Some of which I have listed above. I though about getting a jaw reduction, because I don't find my jawline to be super sexy, but them I saw all of the bone slicin', and that freaked me out, and I don't think I ever want my skull to be hacked up. No no no. Too freaky. I'd like to get a rhinoplasty though, although

a) too cheap to pay for expensive stuff

b) I will be ridiculed among my peers  = =

There's often a lot of stigma attached to the idea of plastic surgery in North America, and that can make anybody apprehensive about getting a procedure done.  People will stick up their noses at those whose bodies have been artificially modified, perhaps under the impression that these are walking lies.  There is such a large spectrum of things to be judgmental of O: (c'mon, I should know)  Oddly enough, surgery is so much more accepted in reserved cultures within Asia.  I've even though about travelling there just to get stuff done - BUT I DON'T HAVE MONIES. QAQ

Would I get stuff done if I had butt loads of money?
Yes

Do I have butt loads of money?
No

Will I ever have butt loads of money?
Maybe GOLD DIGGIN' jks

the rent is too damn high.

I have to go fix coding errors.  While I'm gone, please feel free to continue judging me to be a superficial, insecure, and unattractive teenager who doesn't know what the hell she is talking about.  Appreciated.

GN
-pk

As August nears its closing, I have been flustered with the responsibility of complete the school store website.  Of course, I have the option of totally half assing it, but it would probably be in my favour to create something that looks . . . presentable ^^;;  Truth be told, I've already forgotten most of the stuff that I've learned during the school year.  I also filmed a video earlier this month, and I'll try to push that out before the end of this month.

ANYWAYS, the reason that I've decided to bring my lazy arse to finally submit some type of entry is just to get some steam off.  I typed up a whole bunch of stuff... but then I wondered if it would be too obvious for people to understand for my own comfort -A-  To summarize, I just wanted to say that it was probably the longevity of my one sided emotions that made the whole shebang seem to feel so painful.  But it was ultimately one sided, so it shouldn't make sense to feel this bad.

I hope that didn't make sense :)

On another note, apparently I look like I could be a pot head to my fellow coworkers.  If you ever get to know me in person, you may notice that I seem to be somewhat of a nutcase, but I can promise you that I don't do drugs (besides the good ol' Reactant).  My friends are often curious as to what I would be like if I were under the influence or intoxicated... alas, I don't do anything crazy like that.  This girl is crazy in other ways HAHAHAH

ok, tis all.  Hope you all tingling good time for the rest of your summer.
-pk

My summer has been a gradual decline in my level of luck.  Generally speaking, I consider myself to be a rather lucky girl; Shit usually sways in my favour to a certain degree.  However, everything in the last few weeks seems to be nothing short of devastatingly disappointing.

Gosh darn it, I don't even want to get started on listed the aggravating events that I have faced, because I know that it will just make me more upset = =

But at the same time, I think I'll want to remember this moment in my young life.

First off, I'm in summer school, and I'm doing VERY badly.  Currently conflicted as to whether or not it would be apropriate to drop out of the course.  On one hand, I buy myself a few extra days to have ample 'lax time during the summer.  On the other hand, I have to dish out an extra $30 which is the commitment fee the system charged.  Those $30 would be usefull, because I lost my cell phone the other day!  Thankfully, I have . . . had a mega ghetto Nokia 5230, and under no circumstances would anybody being keen on stealing such a hideous thing HAHAHA

A couple weeks ago, it was planned that three friends and myself would go out for a buffet since we hadn't been together in a long time.  Furthermore, I sense that there is some tension between one of my friends and I.  This could be entirely in my head, but I can sense it ""orz  (a mutual friend said that she experienced the same tension with them.  Is that confusing? )  The get together was supposed to be a convenient way to break the tension, but the backed out last minute like always.  Eh.  I just felt bad for the two friends who DID go, 'cause I was a sour puss for most of the day.  On several occasions, they tried to cheer my up by trying to find something to joke about.  In my head, the only thing I could think of was, "Fuck, I'm such a bitch T____T "

It felt like deja vu, because when the tension first happened last year, I gorged myself in food too.

And again, I was pretty serious about maximizing value while eating out...

Don't ever go all you can eat, or buffet with me.  I will

legit shove food down your throat HAHHAHAH

YOU WILL ALL SUFFER WITH ME

Okay.  There's more, but I'm gonna leave it here.  G'night homies.

 Ayo.  How goes your day.  I've been MIA from the internet for such a long time!  

I'm not even busy with school = = Anyhow, I had a pretty exhausting yet entertaining 

weekend which involved . . .  hunting for children OTL

DON'T GET ME WRONG, WHAT I WAS DOING WAS

ENTIRELY LEGAL AND APPROPRIATE!!

The assignment that I was working on involved filming a trailer for Jurassic Park

My partner and I bothagreed that a nearby park would be

 an excellent location for shooting the "island" scenes.

Let me tell you - our generation is way too detached from enjoying the outdoors,

because it took the longest time to find children of the right age group (10-14)

FRUSTRATION!!!!!!!!!

Everybody at the park was either a parent, or a toddler.  The most reasonable assumption

would be that all of the preteens and teens are either at home on the computer,

gaming, or watching TV, or loitering at the mall ('cause let's face it, that's was we do best).

My partner and I finally managed to locate a bunch of children having

a picnic with their family, but we were apprehensive about

approaching them since they already seemed occupied.  After passing

their camp site 6 times, we finally asked the young boy if he could

do us a favour, and act in our mock trailer.

Boy: Sure!

Me: Yes, my prayers have been answered 

Boy: Let me ask my mom

Me: damn it.

In the end, everything worked out, and the kids we found

were very enthusiastic about helping us do the project . . . sadly,

I didn't bother doing a story board :)  Oh well, whatevs

I do what I want

Here's a picture of the word's biggest posing squirrel.

Sandy, get back in your dome.

Lates, time to go edit some shitty clips together :D

-pk

p.s. - why has there been an exponential increase in the amount

of troll comments I get on YT?  .____."""   Err...

Oh, Facebook, you've painted such beautiful lies for me in the past.

My grandparents have finally forgotten how old I am - which isn't shocking.  I only see them a few times a year.  Heck, I never even knew for certain how old they were, so I'm  not offended > <

Both of my parents managed to remember to tell me happy birthday.  My mom picked me up from work and said "Don't think I forgot!  Happy birthday!"  I was surprised that it's didn't slip her mind, so she replied saying that she was the one who had to give birth to me.  Certainly, labour isn't likely to be something that one soon forgets.  My dad called me later in the evening while waiting at the dock, and gave me the same message. He works on the island, so he's only home once a week. 

Between my friends, one friend had remembered to send me a text message saying "HAPPY BITHDAY!!"

Aiyo, feel so lonely with each passing year ;A;  I want to go out and hang out with friends, but then I feel so lethargic, and our schedules are so rarely compatible.  Oh well, just another day in the year!