Loosing My Mind…

This probably falls under the Rants category…

Why do everyone write “loose” when they really mean “lose”? It seems like only people who write for a living (authors, newspaper/magazine editors, etc.) know about the word “lose”. I can’t even recall the last time I saw someone using “lose” correctly in a comment. Probably never.

Argh!

Here are some definitions from Dictionary.com:

loose

–verb (used with object)
20. to let loose; free from bonds or restraint.
21. to release, as from constraint, obligation, or penalty.

–verb (used without object)
27. to let go a hold.
28. to hoist anchor; get under way.

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lose

–verb (used with object)
1. to come to be without (something in one's possession or care), through accident, theft, etc., so that there is little or no prospect of recovery: I'm sure I've merely misplaced my hat, not lost it.
2. to fail inadvertently to retain (something) in such a way that it cannot be immediately recovered: I just lost a dime under this sofa.
3. to suffer the deprivation of: to lose one's job; to lose one's life.

–verb (used without object)
23. to suffer loss: to lose on a contract.
24. to suffer defeat or fail to win, as in a contest, race, or game: We played well, but we lost.

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Maybe future spellcheckers should flag every instances of “loose” and “loosing” as errors, and politely ask the user “Do you mean ‘lose’ (‘losing’)?”

Lose that o!

Bittersweet

You can cry when you are sad.
You can cry when you are happy.

But when you are hit with both at the same time
Crying becomes confusing.

Your emotions are being pulled
in two opposite directions.
Yet they arrive at the same result – tears.

Maybe it’s easier to treat them as one combined feeling
No! Just ignore their meanings
the events that gave rise to the feelings
And let them overwhelming me
Take me over

And cry my eyes out

Trip to the Airport

Today I am picking up dad from the airport, so I checked Google Map for the route. (I already knew how to get there; just wanted to confirm the little details.) Here is what they showed me:

Highlights of the (proposed) journey

Step 42: 5404 km

Step 103: 6243 km

Step 119: 4436 km

Looks like dad will have to wait at the airport for some time…

PS: Apparently our airport is called Melbourne International Terminal, although putting Australia at the end also does the trick.

The Well

Walled in on all sides
The only way out is up

I tried to climb the rough walls
But every time I slipped
Or lost my balance
Or my arms got tired
Or my fingers lost their grips from pain

And I gave up

Then I thought about the man
Who saved us all
Betrayal
Humiliation
Pain
Death
He endured it all

I must follow his way
Ignore the aching muscles
Ignore the sore arms
Ignore the bleeding fingers

Up I climbed

War and Peace

Today I borrowed War and Peace from the library. I don’t know if I can get through all 1359 pages of it before it’s due in three weeks time, but the one-week trip to Sydney should give me more free time to read.

That’s my way of challenging myself.