Anew

If you watch Gong, probably you have heard of this. Shin once said that everyone and everything, like the stars, has a fixed lifespan of 2000 0000 years. And, after this number of years passed, we will go through the same things, meet the same people, and think the same way all over again. To a scientist, this theory may seem ultimately absurb. But, it may be true. We are all trapped in a continuous cycle that we cannot escape.
After 2000 0000 years, I would still want to meet all of you. Everyone of you. With no regrets.
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Back to reality, Enchante 2006 ended last night. It was a night of glamour and frivolity. Many ladies literally transformed on that night. Though not implying they did not look beautiful before prom, they look really different from other days. Most of them dressed gorgeously: Great! Haha. Frankly speaking, I wasn't looking forward to prom except on that day itself as I had a poor impression of prom from NHSS. Mine wasn't even a dinner but an afternoon high tea. Ouch. Then, I remembered the whole event did not turn out quite well. However, when I was at Ritz yesterday, it was much more fun and enjoyable.

The day started off with me styling my hair. Haha. I had a haircut and colouring the day before. So the styling part isn't a tedious chore. I checked into RELC at about 4 to place all my clothes and stuff in the room. When I arrived, there were KK, JG, WK, ZY inside the room. As ZY was in the room, together with his endless supplies of wax, I decided to touch up on the hairdo. We styled, changed and waited till Sam arrived. Blah Blah, ok, we landed successfully at Ritz.

Food in Ritz was not impressive at all. I am deeply disturbed by the fact that people receive handsome gifts while we receive poor quality food. It is very obvious where all the 85 dollars were channelled to. I thought the "85 dollars musical" (which is a funny presentation) is a very strong indication to me that the council is trying desperately to prove that the dinner is worth our money. Unfortunately, I am not convinced at all. Felt cheated.

Some comments on the programmes during the night. The speakers were obviously blasting into our ears (though DXO's speakers are louder). The prom queen was erm....well...not...not sure...er...yea. Prom king was expected. I didn't bother about the other categories; taking photographs is a better activity. Prom night lasted till 11 plus and people started clearing far before our melodious college songs finished playing.

Like the saying goes, night at 11 plus is still considered very young. I went DXO to meet my seniors. All I can say about DXO is that it is a very small pub. Thought that it became real crowded after more HC people swarmed in. Ok, clubbbing clubbing clubbing.

Omg, I realised my sentences are so short and simple. Never mind, M's effect (MH reminded me)! Anyway, right now I am quite tired after the whole thing. All in all, yea, prom was memorable.

Thinking back the two years and everything I have done, I am pleased to be who I am today. I fell along the way, learnt from mistakes and errors, worked and played hard in and out of school. I took much from Hwa Chong and hope that one day, I could repay it in some ways. Long live Hwa Chong!!!

Cambridge Interview plus a nasty chat with an irresponsible teacher...

Wish to jot these two events happened recently to me before I get too old to remember them.

Cambridge Interview:
I would have to say I had one of the most scientific conversation with another person in my life. Haha. I was asked questions that cover the grounds of Physics, CHemistry and Biology, basically the subjects I am taking. Just allow me to list the questions in a sequential order and you'll notice that there's no particular trend in the way he thought up those questions. I went into the room in a shaky manner, not knowing what to expect. Seriously. And, I remembered an article, regarding rules of interview, I read before the interview: Have a nice firm handshake. I did, and smiled. Luckily, we don't have to hug or do anything funny...I thought I may have to...
I sat down and he asked me about a quotation I included in my personal statement. I was elated at that point of time! Because, I read up about the person I wrote: Albert Szent Gyorgyi. He commended on the quote, saying it was special and relevant. Haha. Ok, that quotation is:"[a researcher is one] who sees what everybody else has seen and to think what nobody else has thought." He commented on that quote for a (prolonged)period of time and I was listening intently to hope to catch any question in between. However, he just commented for about 5 minutes...
Then, came the first question! What was Szent Gyorgyi famous for? Hahaha. I knew it was coming. So, I started to say: he found what he claimed to be hexuronic acid and later discovered to be Vit.C as well as fumaric acid, an intermediate of Kreb's cycle. He was awarded Nobel Prize in Medicine or Physiology in 1937 for his work. Ok, done for the first question. Not bad.
Next, there was a flower in front of me (that I didn't notice!) and he asked me for the use of its petals. Seemingly easy, isn't it? For insect-pollination. However, came horrors... How do you know it's insect-pollinated? What signs are there? Ok, so I talked about the stamens and stigma. Then, the big question hit me: So, you're assuming insects can detect colours. IS that true? And, how do insects perceive light and colour? Omg, I don't know about insects' eyes except they are compound. I crapped basically. After that scary question, a more manageable qn followed: How does human eye detect light. Haha. Ok, biology...
After biology, came Physics. Newton's three laws of motions! It's recital session: 1st law is...2nd law is... 3rd law is... done. Happy, shouldn't I? NO! He started to move from classical Newtonian Physics to modern-day Einstein's theory of relativity! Ok, light is not universally constant and gravity can be explained by the idea of space-time. Full-stop. That's all I know. It's not the end of Physics... the next qn is on lever. He gave me a pen and asked me to describe levers. So, fulcrum, effort and load. Integrating physics into biology, he mentioned about the hinge joint of our arm. Wow, I thought.
What's left? Chemistry. Oxygen atom, Oxygen molecule and Ozone molecule. Draw their structures. Link them to ozone depletion and explain why the ozone layer is thinnest at the poles. The last qn is the hardest of all. Completely blown off... how do I know why it is thinnest at the poles? I guessed the rotation of earth has something to do with it. I was wrong, and he tried to correct me by informing the presence of a magnetic field around the earth. You can figure out the rest by yourself.
Phew, and it was done! I still walked out of the room as shaky as I entered. Hoping for the best!
Btw. Thank you Albert Szent Gyorgyi! You saved me!

Nasty chat with an irresponsible teacher:
I went to my sister's school for a meeting session with her form teacher whose name I definitely would not spell out. He is a Chemistry teacher, that's something you need to know. And, of course, an irresponsible one. I was appalled at the standard of teaching in my sister's school. Let me describe the frustrating talk with that idiotic pig.
First, I started off being kind and friendly...telling him that his method of teaching is not helping my sister and her friends in understanding the basics of Chemistry. When I say soem teachers are lousy, they really are, ok? And, I never lie. So, I said I am "shocked to know that they do not know the model of atom at Secondary Three" when their Os are so close. He was a little upset, I can see, and replied: Oh, it IS IN THE TEXTBOOK.
I stunned. I wished I can shout in front of him. IN THE TEXTBOOK?!
OMG, what's the bloody use of you in school when all knowledge can be found in the TEXTBOOK? I of course kindly alerted him to the fact of his JOB. And, he got that subtle hint. My mum was sitting beside me and we were so shocked! SHOCKED! We started raising our volumes and debunked his stupid theory. He was losign and decided to jump to his second argument: there are students scoring well in the exam.
Oh man, another poor attempt. I was pissed already. So, I said: "PLease look at the other line of the spectrum, sir, there are good students but there are many more students in need!" And, I strongly believe to this point, anomalies do appear so his contention is very much FLAWED. I dare not say it out loud fearing his face would explode...(it was getting redder under his black face). I kept it at that and said ok. He moved on to his third argument: There are 40 students in the class, you don't expect...
Ok, I was not listening to him at this point of time. It was SO EXPECTED! Lame excuse from a teacher.
Oh, then he asked for my school. I was trying hard not to say out my sch or even mention it. But, he obviously wish that my sch is some lousy one and so he can just override whatever I said. FAT HOPE! I said my sch quickly and his face changed. Contorted to be precise. He was fighting for a losing battle.
I was VERY ANGRY! He said WHY DON"T YOU COACH YOUR SISTER? OMG, FELT LIKE SMACKING HIM! WHAT"S THE BLOODY USE OF YOU?!!!! I answered: I thought she was in good hands. I said that. Bloody pissed.
Ok, can't remember what follow coz I blocked those memories off. Just recalled an agitated chimpanzee jumping up and down trying to push all blame on everyone else...
A black one. You know. Chimps are BLACK.
A fruitless attempt, chimpanzee, I didn't bring any bananas for you. Maybe next time, I can bring some Cuttlefish for you. Do you eat that? You better do. You have no choice, idiot monkey.

Hazzy Haze Clouds Mind

"If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers..."
I think this is a beautiful quote from "The Little Prince". Learn to look beyond the superficial; know how to look at the innermost beauty of things.

The haze is getting worse. Its harmful effects on my upper respiratory system are showing signs. And, it is trapping heat to cause warming in my room. I dislike irresponsible individuals, especially those who refuse to own up to their own mistakes. It is shocking to hear people claiming: "Our forests have produced oxygen, and our neighbours weern't grateful. Now there's haze, they complain." Haha, as if you produced that oxygen willingly? Did you photosynthesise, blockhead? Now even pure oxygen cannot cure me from the permanent health damages I incurred. Of course, I should and can complain. I wonder when their lung tumours will start to metastasize(imagine leaving in a place with PSI of 300?)? It is starting to spread soon, my dear neighbours...

I haven't mentioned MAF yet. Well, in general, it turned out to be hazy. But, I did enjoy myself very much. I am glad to have a "permanent" dance partner. Haha, it makes things whole lot easier for me. Well, MAF, ending of school, open house and other stuff prompt me to think about my future which remains unclear. It is a two-way path, both heading to two very different destinations. The haze in my mind has not cleared; I think I'll find my answer soon.

"What I see here is nothing but a shell. What is most important is invisible..."
Let us don't be empty shells. Fill yourself up with something called The Real You.

Dead Night

This isn't exactly a right time to blog, but i was bugged by jg to update my dusty little blog, so i thought i would just jot down some words. Well, prelims is over and I have gotten back all the papers and results; there's nothing much to comment on results. Yup, prelims simply signals the start for full preparation for the upcoming As. For those who felt that they underperformed, don't worry! cause, prelims isn't really going to affect our future in any significant way. So, let's work hard together from now on!

Oh, I am looking forward to MAF! VERY VERY much! It would be one of the days where I can really play hard and crazy before A levels kick in. It would be a night of fun, excitement and enjoyment! YEAH! I just can't wait for that day to arrive.

I just had this certain thought. And, I think it's persistently in my mind. Do you feel that natural death is similar to a very long night sleep? Do you know when exactly you had fallen asleep and when you wake up from whatever dream you have, don't u feel that you were dead and alive again?

I'm not being an eccentric guy here promoting death or what. It's just an interesting thought everyone should contemplate. And, for now, let me sink into my bed and enjoy a night's sleep. Hopefully, i'll survive for tomorrow.

Cerebration

Haha, I was surprised that kk found my blog. But oh well, blogs are meant to be found one day isn't it? It's part of this huge network of shared information we called Internet. So, if you happen to bump into this blog of mine, welcome!

I am watching X-men III tomorrow! It is a movie I think it's worth watching in this June holidays besides the Da Vinci Code. Enthralled by the thought of mutants present among us, I have wondered how nice it would be if I am a mutant myself. The extra uniqueness and supernatural powers seem captivating. As a mutant, I can then control the weather like Storm or recover from wounds spontaneously like Wolverine. All seem so nice and pleasant.

However, there's always two sides to every issue. Is a mutant truly satisfied and happy with his or her life? Does acquiring a congenital characteristic necessarily bring happiness? How does it feel like being totally different, special, or unique from others? I believe that feeling of isolation must be unbearable and torturous. Worst, while mutants are struggling to fully understand themselves, normal humans treat them like a contagious disease, ostrasize them and regard them as a genetic disease. To qoute Storm's words,"Since when we become a disease?" Mutants themselves do not wish to become who they are. It is inherent or inborn, and mutants are victims.

Perhaps, science fiction is always so far-fetched. Mutants with X-gene may never appear. But, look around the world, "mutants" in our modern society is not a rare sight. In India, the caste system is still in place to sort people into different social status, with the outcasts at the bottom. Generations of outcasts will remain as so, as it is believed that their offsprings carry the same "filthy" nature in them. Is it fair for us to judge a person merely by their genotypes? In most societies, homosexuals exist and are ostrasized. If one day, scientific research is to confirm that homosexuality is genetically-predisposed, how would then the world react to such a discovery? We may find our answers in X-men; switch off the gene. It seems as easy as A,B, C and that's when homosexuals have to take a stand: to preserve their uniqueness and alienate themselves or choose to turn back the "normal" way.

Most discrimination in this world arises due to ignorance, fear and naivety. People think of themselves as centres of the universe, with their own beliefs and own ideologies as the superior of others. And, they do not tolerate differences or abnormalities. This innate behaviour of Man spawns hatred, distrust and suspicion. How then can we prevent disharmony and discord?

A simple cartoonistic movie can invoke many thoughts. Seemingly far-fetched it may be, but relate back to reality and most of the time, you can discover some mysteries of life that cannot be easily resolved. Anyway, after watching Da Vinci code, I begin to think of anagrams! They're cool stuff and I formed one on my own. Please try!

Jihad on a tenant

It's about someone whom I dislike. Haha, I am an avengeful person. Ok, ask me for the answers if you want to know.

Pterygopalatine

There are times in life when you become so tired that you lose your bearings. You become disillusionised and discombobulated. That is what I am feeling now. The constant carpet-bombing of biomedical terms whch vary from mandible to sternocleidomastoid muscle is mind-blogging. And the imminent SAT tests and the never-ending list of hot words are threatening. My life has reduced to a mere continual acquiring of knowledge. Some idiots say I have no life. Perhaps, I really do not have a life now. Who cares? Only through adversity and tribulations will one grow and moult into a better person. Time is ticking cruelly fast; only fools will continue indulge themselves in their world of fancy and laxation. I have slightly higher aspirations than people from the finance world, who arguably are the lowest form of intellects I have ever seen.

Whilst my distain for fools in the corporate world is strong, my hatred and abhorrence for someone did not wane. His simple existence on Earth is a catastrophe and everything of him seems to disgust me to the extreme. I am an extremist and I cannot simply change for the better. I am sorry: I will hate you forever more.

Enough of unleashing my deepest displeasures. To end on a brighter note, I will strive harder for my commitments!

Sensitive

They say penning down your thoughts may alleviate some of your troubles. I am trying to and thus writing this entry:
He's insensitive. Or maybe, I'm too sensitive.
I've known him for quite long, but till this date, I cannot really understand him. I am not seeking to know him fully, because I know it's an impossible dream. But, why does he sometimes have to be so insensitive to others' feelings? Can't he place himself in others' shoes?
Maybe, I'm too sensitive. He is a good friend. No doubt about that. However, sometimes, it just gets too irritating. Others may find it fine. Not to me.
There is always a limit one should go. Giving criticisms is alright. Mocking at another person is still acceptable. But, don't embarrass the person in front of a group of people. The humiliation and agony. Does he understand?
I get pissed. Then, I rethink and get along with him again. Perhaps, I am really too sensitive and respond to every single small things that are not really important. Small little things? They do can tell a lot of things about someone. It's the small things we do that make up us, isn't it?
He may never realise. I think it doesn't matter. It's his personality. Then, why do I still comment on it when it amounts to nothing? Well, like they said, writing it down makes me feel slightly at ease.
I'm selfish. I do things for my own benefit.
Well, what can you say about me?