Sunday, November 30, 2003
I need to snap out of myself. I think.
Anyway, the end of another semester has arrived, and hence the symbolic tranfer all the folders created (6, 1 for each module) to hold the lecture notes for this sem into another, labelled "03'04 Sem 1". Adieu to all of them.
The month ahead is.. rather packed with stuff. For a rough idea:
As of now, all the purple-highlighted dates are taken up with full/near full-day activities.
And I haven't started packing for Anntic 2003. Oh no, I don't doubt that packing for a 4 day (+2 days travelling) camp under half an hour's a cinch. Just that I've never left packing till so late before. All I feel like doing now is to just mope around for a while. Actually looking forward a wee bit to Anntic tho, despite my current despondent state. Need respite from... some stuff. I guess. Away from things.
Ooh and Parousia was down for youth service today. Aside from their awe-inducing, God-given talents (you CANNOT sit through a set of theirs without going "wow" i tell you...), their song lyrics really ministered to me in a sense...
And... presenting... the Tackle Box's Tackle Tank. Finally. A water bottle that appeases my mum, AND one that I've been waiting for. =p
It's in RED!!! YESH!
Friday, November 28, 2003
My inner child is ten years old!
The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
don't understand.
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Oh dear. Oooh dear.
Nononononononono.... This can't be right.
*buries head in hands*
If I Stand
by Jars Of Clay
There's more that rises in the morning than the sun
And more that shines in the night than just the moon
There's more than just this fire here that keeps me warm
In a shelter that is larger than this room
And there's a loyalty that's deeper than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs that I can sing
Stuff of Earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver of all good things
So if I stand let me stand on the promise that You will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You
So if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home
And there's more that dances on the prairies than the wind
And more that pulses in the ocean than the tide
There's a love that's fiercer than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother's when her baby's at her side
And there's a loyalty that's deeper than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs that I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver of all good things
So if I stand let me stand on the promise that You will pull me through
And if I can't let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home (x2)
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for home...
Saturday, November 22, 2003
Good. Not a soul at home. Can practice Thai uninhibitedly. It helps to cement a sentence structure in my mind if I talk it out rather than read it quietly and commit it to the hundred other bits of flotsam and jetsam floating in memory.
Wonder how bad an accent I speak Thai with. I suppose I'd never know. Hrm.
Ok... Richie's staring at his pet and wondering why she's gabbling away to herself with lots of 'aaaaaaaaa's' and 'eeeeee's'. That cat's got eyes like pale leaf green marbles. HUGE pale leaf green marbles.
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Well, a picture speaks a thousand words. Doesn't it? At least to the ones who were there anyway. And just for the heck of it, here's the last question of my computational science paper from this afternoon:
A very simplified version of the income tax structure of a country ABC is implemented in the code below. User executes this code three times with the following inputs:
12000, 32000, 82000
State the complete user interactivity (standard input/standard output based on the input values stated above).
#include
#define N 4
float get_tax(float income, int rate, int i);
float inc [] = {1.0e4, 2.0e4, 4.0e4, 8.0e4};
int rate [] = {1,2,4,6};
int main (void)
{
float total_tax = 0.0, tax_component;
float income, Sum = 0.0;
int i;
printf ("Pl. Enter the total income: ");
scanf("%f", &income);
for (i = 0; i if ( (income - Sum) > 0.0) {
tax_component = get_tax( (income - Sum), rate [i], i);
Sum = Sum + inc [i];
total_tax = total_tax + tax component;
}
}
printf("Tax to be paid: S$%.2f\n", total_tax);
return 0;
}
float get_tax (float income, int rate, int i)
{
float tax_component;
if ( income > inc [i] )
income = inc [i];
tax_component = (income*rate)/100.0;
return tax_component;
}
*sound of brain sizzling merrily on the grill*
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
Take a Peep?
Oh c'mon. You smiled when the picture loaded, didn't you.
circa Tues, 18th Nov, 1100 hrs:
D'ble Fudge Expresso Mocha Blend.
*sip*
Hur hur.
Hur hur hur.
Heeheehahahahahhahahahahaha, AHAHAHAHAHA....
*grin*
Monday, November 17, 2003
*grits teeth and mutters*
My EXACT sentiments in the midst of scribbling rubbish all over my cell biology paper.
WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY??!?!??!! ONE WEEK dedicated to THIS?!
Crud.
On to another topic: Once again it's been proven. Essay (grades) are like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. Ok. So 'scuse the lousy take on THE Forrest Gump quote. Well at least that seems to be the case for me. I went to collect that 2000 word essay I had to write for my Film & History module, the one which I'd elected to have graded either as satisfactory or unsatisfactory. This IN VIEW of the fact that I, to put it bluntly, stink at essays. Made sense since making it an S/U would mean that it wouldn't count toward my CAP but would still fulfill my grad requirements. Life always shoves irony into your face as and when it can. Do I need to expound on what happened?!?!?!
I'm not too amused. But yet, the sides of my mouth couldn't help but twitch for a bit when I was mulling over it. Oh well. Here's to life. And beyond.
Saturday, November 15, 2003
Look!
http://www.genkigang.com/genkigang.html
Check out the oh-so-cute hats in their online store! (store >> genki hats) I'm smitten by the bear ears hat, kitty ears hat, and yes. The orange hat. Did I forget the Red Fish hat? *huge grin*
Too bad Singapore just isn't the place to clomp around in hats like these. Hrmph.
Friday, November 14, 2003
Strangely, I feel pretty chipper right now. Must be the coffee taking effect. Or maybe studying about cell death is actually quite interesting.
Phosphotidyl-serine move from the inner to the outer leaflets of the lipid bilayer in apoptosis. In other words, cells release "eat me" signals when it's time for them to go.
Just try to imagine a single cell (out of gazillions in your physical body) running wildly around in your system screaming "EAT ME! EAT ME! EAT ME!".
Must be the coffee.
Gargh. Wish I could better appreciate all the stuff I'm learning. Hrm. I'll make that an aim for next sem. Cell bio isn't all that bad, just the many many protein names (like Cdc 14, Cdc 27, G-proteins, Caspase-Activated-DNAase, and the list goes on...) make it a pain to study...
Faint sea breeze. Greenery. Music. Coffeeeeeee. Ahhhh.
Thursday, November 13, 2003
Anthropophobia. I have anthropophobia.
an·thro·po·pho·bia
Pronunciation: -(")pO-'fO-bE-&
Function: noun
: a pathological fear of people or human companionship
They're EVERYWHERE. In the canteen. In the libraries. ALL the libraries. And even in the University Cultural Center. Heck. I bet if I went to the loo, I would find them huddled there too.
Don't get me wrong. I'm don't usually have a phobia of people. But this is insane. Hordes of them filling every available nook and cranny of the school. You can't even escape the ruffling of notes of the person within your peripheral view, which is already focused on the notes in front of yourself. That's how suffocating it's becoming.
I'm ranting. Just one more. They've this sign on the staircase that says: Please walk up the stairs quietly
In the waspish mood I'm in now, the defiant side of me just felt like (for a nano of a nano second) stomping T-Rex-like on the steps.
*STOMP STOMP STOMP*
Saturday, November 08, 2003
Notable "firsts" achieved in the year 2003, #9:
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The Matrix Marathon
*groggy glazed-eyed giggle*
So I downed a mug of coffee just before the marathon.
So I concussed for 8 hours straight when i got home.
So Matrix Revolutions (as aptly described by a local movie review) concluded the trilogy with a dull thud instead of a loud bang.
BUT
Trinity did her uber-cool gong-fu hover-in-the-air thing in ALL three movies!!!
And the outfits!!! The OUTFITS!!!
And Trinity!!!
And the mesmerizing adrenalin-packed action/fight scenes!!! (Expect LOTS of metal and blood in Revolutions though...)
And Trinity!!!
And the special effects!!!
And and and KEANU REEVES!!!!!! *swoon*
Heh heh.... =p
Sunday, November 02, 2003
*tuts and points a finger at Candice*
It's HER fault.
G# minor - You are not totally happy, and you know
it. At least you are trying to do something
about it. You like to think and create to try
and sort out your problems. Keep going the way
you are, and you will soon be on speaking terms
with your demons.
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cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be
close to your special someone and feel warm,
comfortable, and needed
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