Saturday, June 25, 2005

Blog-hop

I thought that I was demented until I read someone else's blog. Yup, I'm a frequent blog-hopper. To draw my own meaning, a blog-hopper is someone who likes to visit someone's web log site and explore his/her inner sanctum. I do that. Just for kicks. If you don't know how to blog-hop, just visit any blog site and click on any link to any person, regardless of his/her status or personal inclination. That makes blog-hopping fun. You get a glimpse of someone's heaven (or hell).

I know it's such a waste of precious time. Eh anong pakialam mo? Kanya-kanyang trip lang yan.

Is intelligence directly proportional to brain size?

I have another excuse to post a new topic. Got an interesting article about smart people having bigger brains. I don't want to paraphrase it, heck it would eat much of my time. To cut the drama short, read on or better yet check out this link: http://www.vcu.edu/uns/Releases/2005/june/061705.html.

According to a study conducted by a Virginia Commonwealth University researcher published in the journal "Intelligence," people with bigger brains are smarter than their smaller-bained counterparts. The study could settle a long-standing scientific debate about the relationship between brain size and intelligence. Ever since German anatomist and physiologist Frederick Tiedmann wrote in 1836 that there exists "an indisputable connection between the size of the brain and the mental energy displayed by the individual man," scientists have been searching for biological evidence to prove his claim.

The study is the most comprehensive of its kind, drawing conclusions from 26 previous - mostly recent - international studies involving brain volume and intelligence. It was only five years ago, with the increased use of MRI-based brain assessments, that more data relating to brain volume and intelligence became available. Michael A. McDaniel, Ph.D., a professor in management in VCU's School of Business, found that, on average, intelligence increases with increasing brain volume. Intelligence was measured with standardized intelligence tests, which have important consequences on peoples' lives, such as where they'll go to college or what kind of job they get.

As an industrial and organizational psychologist, McDaniel works with employers to screen job applicants and measure their performance. He said employers will appreciate his findings because intelligence tests are the single best predictor of job performance. On average, smarter people learn quicker, make fewer errors, and are more productive.

It isn't true that because I posted this article, it implies that I have a bigger brain. Duh.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Taking a time off

I have been hibernating for the past few weeks. No blogging for more than two weeks. Just plain inner mind contemplation. No screams, yells, cries or woes were exchanged on this blog. Call it a hiatus of some sort.

I should have been writing more recently. The school has just started and I'm back to my usual job of threatening my students to fix their lives (studies, for that matter) or else. The else part is kinda condescending. Or else what? That they will not pass my subject? That they will fail to live up to their own personal missions? That they won't graduate on time? That their parents will summon them to eternal misery for such failure? That they won't earn some ganda or pogi points from their crushes? Whatever.

I'm yakking again. Me the blubber mouth isn't that of a talker. If I have a tendency to do that, it's either that I am all giddy and high or I'm just completely bored out of my skull.

Ano daw?

Last night was a very rainy night. To say that it rained cats and dogs is a weak idiom. I could say that dinosaurs were ressurected from the heavens last night and plummeted to the ground--head first. The rain was really heavy. So the gang (Serg, Monet, Bray and moi) left Arlegui building while it was raining. Of course, the constant bickering and nagging on who's umbrella should be use was such a catastrophic issue. As resolved, all of us except Monet (who had a gall not to use hers "kasi mahal yung payong ko eh Benetton") pulled our Transformer-like umbrellas to shield ourselves from the crazy rain. We saw a jeepney, hopped in and we were off to the Mr. Sy's Neverland--SM Manila. (Where else?)

We decided to eat. And so we did. I asked Serg to buy me whatever food because I would be heading to a drugstore to buy marijuana. It's a joke, OK. My throat has been hoarse for a week now and I need to get some medicine. Serg bought me a beef something on top of hot rice. (By the way, yung sukli ko nga pala?) When we finished wolfing on our food, Serg and Monet convinced me to play another rounds of network games. The conversation went like this:

M: Hoy, maganda yung Battle.Net.
S: Oo, basta ayoko na maging gagamba. Remember yung last time na naglaro tayo, yung may girlash na maingay maglaro at palamura (Puta! T**** n'yo! with complete re-enactment), siya pala may ari ng rental na yun.
L: Ayoko na! BI talaga kayo.
M: Basta maganda yung Battle.Net. Gusto mong sumama?
S: Masaya, promise. Mag-eenjoy ka. Maraming characters. Maraming powers. Basta.

Who could refuse such promotion like that?

And so I gave in. We played, like, for more than six hours. I got home at around past 12am. Imagine that. Inabot kami ng madaling araw. Hay naku. Ayos lang, enjoy naman. Hehehe.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Ok, what now?

I guess I just waited for the right moment to come by before hitting this keyboard. With my fingers, of course. What am I going to use, my forehead? Haler.

I did an entry at home but I am too lazy to buy prepaid card and have my entry posted. I am just too lazy to do that. See. I've just used the same two words today. I must have run out of better adjectives to describe my day. Actually I am set to accomplish our CCNA 4 completion at MFI but our instructor (Ma'am Opel, where are you?) was not around. Serg was supposed to tag along with this but he came late. More than an hour. I texted him and told him that our completion is postponed. I asked him if I could hang out at his place. When he came to our meeting place, he told me that we should visit Monet at her place and jam with her. Jam, meaning to kill time. Not the musical type of jam. Jam for us is (what else?) network games. But I prefer blogging. Hehehe.

So right now, we are here somewhere at SM Manila. While two crazy friends are busy playing network games, I am typing this away. I don't really know when to end this entry. Another sign of nuisance.

And there you go.