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[nov 22nd, 2009 >>9:34pm] |
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Public train rides home are nothing short of amazing.
Some days it feels like the whole world is caught up in this mad rush home, out, everywhere, and all I hear is John Mayer playing an incredible acoustic on one of his live shows while I make my way home. Its almost surreal, seeing the people rush by like tiny ants scuttling back to their nests but hearing none of it except the music and the silence in between.
Other days (like today) it brings me a middle aged man wearing a gray v-neck, hot red spectacles, translucent black stockings and pointy stilettos (yes i kid you not).
(Why am I not studying)
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[nov 19th, 2009 >>10:56pm] |
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Yay John Mayer's new album is awesome (:
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[nov 18th, 2009 >>11:30pm] |
I was this close to throttling somebody at starbucks today thanks to a wonderful IJC bio answer that went something like 'insects which were killed survived', plus these two law students beside me who spent their whole revision arguing loudly about private defense, (most of their arguments started with: if I assault/kill you without any intention to...euurgh), and I would have given them the death glare if not for the abnormally tall male with a very tight shirt and the fearless small female who was completely unperturbed at the rotting bloody foot on her winston cigarette box strewn carelessly on the partition between her and me which forced me to keep my eyes on my own table, after an economics paper that seems like, on hindsight, a disaster of epic proportions.
Oh my gosh I am rambling so badly, thank goodness general paper is over.
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[nov 17th, 2009 >>9:18pm] |
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This cockroach that just appeared in my mom's room (they have a warped sense of humor) just sent my entire family screaming and running around the house. (Dad with the cockroach, mom and I running away) My brother just announced that he plucked a tail off a lizard in the bathroom. What is wrong with my house?! And how come I didn't see the lizard and cockroach when I bathed?! There are cockroach innards splayed on somebody's floor....
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[nov 11th, 2009 >>8:00pm] |
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I am looking forward to the end of A levels, so very much.
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[oct 10th, 2009 >>11:27pm] |
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Dear everybody, its almost the end.
Its been unbelievably short, as it usually feels when we stand around and muse about how everything has passed by us so quickly. Two years is a very elastic period of time, especially from here where everything before seems to have shrunk back into a very short length of time like a stretched rubber band finally let go.
Maybe at the end of our lives we would lie feeble on our deathbeds and lament how frighteningly short, and how agonizingly long, this journey has been.
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[oct 5th, 2009 >>11:42pm] |
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It has been four weeks since I've been here and I've been buried under this huge heap of junk otherwise known as the prelims, but now that they are (disastrously) over, I'm surfacing on livejournal again! Studying like a hermit living off coffee and crappy microwaved food has not done me any good, I fear my for my ability to think rationally without repeating every point in at least three different (but same) ways (eurghh, the horrors of biology!). I'm have a snide feeling that the A levels are reducing me to a waffling idiot. With bad grammar.
Anyway, while studying chemical bonding (which I (regretfully and blatantly) ignored for prelims), I had an epiphany!
Finding love, is like... forming a covalent bond.
While a covalent bond is the electrostatic forces of attraction for some other atom's electrons, which results in sharing of electrons to form a stable octet (usually), finding love is roughly equivalent to finding something you like in somebody else, in the hope of attaining some form of elusive happiness.
If the two atoms are too far away, the attraction of the nuclei for the electrons is too weak and no bond is formed. But if the distance between the two atoms is too small, internucleic and interelectronic repulsion overrules the nucleic attraction and they get repelled away, so no bond is formed either. It is a delicate balance between the attraction between the nuclei and the electrons and the repulsion that results in the formation of a covalent bond, and really, it does sound awfully familiar to me.
Some bonds are strong and some less strong, some shorter and some longer, but really, all it takes is the right bond energy and strain to break your covalent bonds. So whether you're H-Cl or H-I are a polyatomic MgCO3 (I don't know how that would come about actually), there's always a specific temperature that will result in decomposition, although that would vary significantly between molecules. (Highly charged --> more easily decomposed)
So......... good luck finding your optimal inter-nucleic distance and I hope you're a stable diatomic molecule! (:
(I think bio department has taught my point-to-point comparison well (HA), and maybe even a little too well... I should totally major in linking the most unrelated things together.)
(I haven't lost my marbles yet, or at least not all of them)
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[aug 10th, 2009 >>11:43pm] |
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There's this rather young woman in her twenties who lives in my block, when I first moved in 6 years ago she got around on a wheelchair, with her elderly mother pushing her. I heard (from my mom) that when she was studying in university, a blood vessel in her brain burst and she suffered a stroke, leaving her partially paralysed and her speech slurred. One day I was coming back home after studying outside and I saw this car parked at the foot of my block, and there she was, with her elderly father on one side holding her tightly as she shuffled unsteadily, one step at a time. On her left, was a relatively younger man holding on to her as all three of them moved, with what would have been an unbearable slowness to anybody else, towards the lift landing. And in that man's left hand, was a small bouquet of flowers. I guess the selfless, all-encompassing, non-discriminating, non-judgmental, ever-elusive, grand, grand love does exist after all.
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| A very, very, very bad rant |
[aug 4th, 2009 >>11:18pm] |
ZZZZZZZZZZZZ I've been teetering on the brink of falling sick for the past week and I just refuse to fall sick or get better, its infuriating. I'd rather just fall sick properly with the whole flu-fever-cough drama so I can start getting well and not just hang around in this murky half-sick, half-well area waiting to fall either way, and its taking way too long to make a decision on which way to fall. Bleaugh, this feels quite terrible.
On a separate note, school is getting in the way of my studying, the teachers should just finish the syllabus and let us off from school (which is an epic waste of time) so that we can start proper revision for the prelims. And wake up later too. The thought of waking up before the sun rises (SIX AM?!) makes me want to shudder, cringe, roll over and die. In that order, yes.
Okay my head is spinning and kylie's song is starting to play in my mind like a very bad flashback to some bad dancefloor sort of thing from judo gradnight (which I hear is making a comeback this year, hooray!) so I had better head to bed before I sleep through both GP and Math lessons tmrw. (Eurgh, run-on lines coupled with nonsensical rants are a clear indicator of a brain screaming, 'sleep! sleep! sleep!' and 'to hell with school!' with its communist-like hand actions)
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[jul 29th, 2009 >>10:13pm] |
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We did it (:
No words can adequately describe the overwhelming sense of joy, satisfaction and relief of winning after six long, eventful and unforgettable years of training (and winning) alongside the best team mates I could ever ask for.
I'm glad I played in the end, I guess beneath all the self-doubt and injury I knew I could do it. I finally broke my notorious habit of not performing up to par during team finals, and now I can safely say that I'm stepping out without regrets.
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I.... don't know what to do. Today is one of the days where I'm wondering if I should have more of a drive in life, if I'm putting in enough effort to, if I'm good enough to attain what I want. I don't know if I should apply to the UK, or take one of those expensive aptitude tests, or take the SATs (god knows what for), or just sit here in oblivion while the world rushes by to get into oxford, harvard and the like. I feel horribly... incapacitated, not knowing what I want for sure and not doing anything to get there. I'm deathly afraid that I'd just lapse into a state of mediocrity and my inertia to do anything substantial will develop into a helpless panic and ultimately result in failure. Eurgh. Doomsday.
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[jul 8th, 2009 >>11:10pm] |
So I guess my holidays are officially and finally over. This concludes five long, crazy and hectic weeks of training, studying, more training, exams and running around in general. Somehow it feels like I've barely spent the past month at home, I've been everywhere but here, I think I miss home.
From hiding out at my favourite starbucks with the best barristas at raffles city, then seeking temporary refuge in vivocity and finally finding a new home at onefullerton starbucks, pulling through two crazy training camps (last!) and living to relate the horror, attachment at SGH which was both enlightening and shocking (at times), and finally the insane, insane rush to cram everything into my head for blocks, all in one month.
I think this year has been way too eventful, and its passing by so quickly that its rather scary to think about, I'd rather not think about it :(
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[jul 6th, 2009 >>9:15am] |
Its the same river.
Just a different view, a different angle, a different time.
But its still the same river, really.
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[jul 4th, 2009 >>11:18pm] |
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I want to read a book, a good book.
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