late night stupidity
testing testing....
Proposed secret code II!!!
hope this works *cross fingers*
can read not can read not? =) did I make it too obvious what the "secret code" * quotation marks, ala dr. evil* is?
testing testing....
Proposed secret code II!!!
hope this works *cross fingers*
can read not can read not? =) did I make it too obvious what the "secret code" * quotation marks, ala dr. evil* is?
有一天, 魔王把公主抓走, 公主一直叫...
魔王: 你尽管叫破喉咙吧!没有人会来救你的!
公主: 破喉咙! 破喉咙!
没有人: 公主! 我来救你了!
魔王: 说到曹操,曹操就到!
曹操: 魔王!你叫我干吗?
魔王: 哇! 见到鬼!
鬼: 糟! 被发现了!
糟: 胡说! 谁发现我了?
谁: 关我屁事?
魔王: oh my god!
上帝: 谁叫我?
谁: 没有人叫你...
没有人:我哪有?
因此, 魔王精神裂了....
right.. back to work. ^_^
Bulimia Nervosa... Abstinence Violation Effect... Shit!
Decoders of the above terms:
Bulimia Nervosa: An eating disorder whereby you eat a lot and then purge it out later out of guilt by vomiting.
Abstinence Violation Effect: "Since I've started on this nice little chocolate cake, why not just finish it all this time?" Understood?
Shit: An expression of despair. Not the physical and gratifying activity one does in the toilet.
Help Help! ECE 352 Proj is doing me in!!! Ahhh!!! Currently 2 days behind schedule in my revision!!! Ahhh!!! and i still haven't finish that bruddy project!!! still at least another afternoon and night to go!!! Helpppppp!!! Felt like doing what I did for CS 302 last sem... gah... hand in a flawed project... grrr... shall do it if i can't finish it by wed... Darn!
*El Jae's becoming sian and panicky...*
i am eating this chocolate mint frosted brownie affair. its utterly... saccharine. *tongue hangs out* i suppose i should go look for a glass of water, only my limbs in thier usual slothful style refuse to walk me the few steps to the watering hole. perhaps i should wait for the antelope to scatter first before sauntering over.
meanwhile. ooo! wildebeest! *admires the scenery* and look mantis! and and and.. ichneumon!
the golden age of studying. wahahahhahaha
ah.. that someone number one was me dah... i was talking about learning shorthand and impressing the hell out of people next to you in lecture......
I learned something new on wednesday! such joy! for what is life without education?
anyway, if you all could recall the gigantic periodic table in the chem lecture hall 1316 (?), (being the one that we embrace our thrice-weekly dose of prof whitlock), you would all realise that... you CANNOT spell my lovely name with the elements of the periodic table. oh the tragedy! i never realised J does not, in any form appear in any of the elements of the periodic table! not even in the fully spelled out names of all of them! tian ah!
which brings me to the conversation someone (marcus?) and someone else i over heard the other day about forming our own language to communicate with each other. say we wanted to insult marcus. then we could use the periodic table secret codes! Consider the atomic masses
24.39.12.238.32__127.32__27__59.12.39.84.40.12.1!
leading to:
Mg.Ar.C.U.S___I.S___Al___Co.C.Kr.O.Ar.C.H!
granting of couse that some alphabets would be out of place (consider MgARCUS rather than MARCUS) but there you have it! a perfect communication tool! to stupefy the less enlightened! wow! the only drawback which i can see is that no one would be able to spell my name. though, that might actually be a good thing, considering the example sentence i formed above.
I mean. Its a lot more interesting than morse code! look at the same sentence in the following permutation
-- .- .-. -.-. ..- ... .. ... .- -.-. --- -.-. -.- .-. --- .- -.-. ....
so mah fan! whahahahaha
I need a break. all this studying is getting to me... *weeps*
Biostatistician Mary Grace Kovar, a consultant for the University of Chicago's National Opinion Research Center in Washington, D.C., said "normal" might be set too low for today's population.
http://www.theolympian.com/home/news/20050420/living/129177.shtml
ooh yeah... Si hui, soon we'll all be ideal :) hee hee hee~ Poor jess and marcus and huijun... they'll soon be labelled underweight!!! hee hee hee~
*contemplates setting up a facebook group "papers are the bane of my existance" *
I've been on the compie since 2 30pm, it's 7 now, and i haven done diddly squat. HELP MEH!!!
Ahh! AHh!! *panicked bird noises*
I was out dumping my trash, when I heard.. I heard...
The unmistakable sounds of a LIVE DRUMSET!!! coming from the house across the road!
OH! THE JOY! THE AGONY!
*sets up the official 'walmart drumset for a better tomorrow' fund *
was looking at the argument
premise 1: all good writers are angsty people
premise 2: deb is not an angsty person
conclusion: deb is not a good writer
there are two ways to refute arguments. one is to attack the truth of the premises. another is to attack the structure of the argument itself. the argument can be written as a categorical syllogism:
1: all A are B
2. no C are B (cannot write all C are not B. it is not a proper categorical syllogism if written in that form. sentences have to written in all ? are ?. no ? are ?. some ? are ?. some ? are not ?.)
conclusion: no C are A
going by the rules of categorical syllogisms:
rule 1: there must be the same number of negations in the premises as there are in the conclusion. (fulfilled)
rule 2: at least one premise must distribute the middle term (fulfilled)
rule 3: whatever term is distributed in the conclusion must also be distributed in the premises. (fulfilled)
==> argument is VALID.
i really shouldn't be sleeping so late. especially when i am still suffering from a huge sleep deficit. hmm.
(or poem i wrote in an email to the immunology prof in a spot of fun)
Lonely was the macrophage, of which APC her second name
catching antigens and phagocytosis was her game
mooching around alone in the tissue spaces all day long
sighing her forlorn, lonely, lovesick song
Then one day sauntered by in his C3b covered fashion,
a sight that warmed macrophage to great passion.
She considered her (possible) knight and his lipopolysaccharide fringe;
inexplicably drawn to the exposed IgG Fc (of which there was a tinge)
A fleeting glance, her lover proves her false as their receptors meet.
The meeting of her life, vanquished in a terrible phagocytic deed.
and upset, she stooped to digest her meeting with the bacterial fool
before the T cell of her dreams touched her MHC class two
And then, with renewed hope and stamina
she set off upon life once again, nursing Tcell's gift of interferon gamma
Moral of the story: Court not Macrophages with LPS
if one's a bacteria, avoiding them t'would be for the best.
While some are singing poetically, lemme add in sth too, erm... in a more technical aspect... hee hee~ not abt spring though... erm... just another random thought... hee hee~
Here's an interesting question:
How would you determine the rate of flow of water from a pipe, ie, volume of water passing through a point per sec?
Possibility A: A Mathematician will first find the velocity vector v of the water flow, and also the change in time t(which is 1 sec) and multiply them together to get the displacement. Then measure the cross sectional area A of the pipe and multiply it with the displacement and doing some triple integrals here and there to get the volume of the water flowing thru a point per sec.
*hmmm, sounds logical... of cuz it works! It's being taught in the university!!! Though College education all tok kok one la... all only on paper... but den it should work... sounds good!*
Here's Possibility B (an add-on to A): A Physicist will think that the Mathematician is being too inaccurate because Mathematicians like to neglect stuff here and there... He feels that the turbulance of the water and the friction between the pipe walls and the water molecules should be taken into considerations too, along with some other funny resistance... After referring to and using the various formulas from the Fluids Chapter of the Physics textbook, he comes up with an even more accurate answer to the fluid flow rate problem. *Hooray!*
Well, here's Possibility C (by Tian Cai): THE Tian Cai will bring the pipe over a container used to measure volume and allow all the water from the pipe to flow into (Without spillage) it for a span of 60 sec. After that he uses mental calculations to divide the measured volume by 60 and Lo and Behold! you get the flow rate too! by using V/60 :)
Yeah! The tian cai does it again! Hip Hip...!!! =)
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
- Wordsworth, William
I though Barbara Whitlock was a kind old lady T_T
alas, judging from the exponentially increasing trickiness of her midterms, it is becoming apparent that this is not so ...
Oh yes, before I forget! The video of the NUS declaration of love! There's one part where there's a significant pause, but don't worry, it isn't broken or spoilt. Just keep watching! :)
download it!
Just a random thought of the day...
Why would anyone like to have a hairstyle that look like Gao Sai?!! Esp when her hair is like light brown in color??? Hmmm... Interesting...
*Has decided to give up memories of my lovely bowl and go on with life... And get a bigger and better bowl from the brothel!!! Eh no... it's Asian Food Mart =) *
Been mugging chem since five
Feeling just barely alive
Though i've not mugged long
My will power's gone!
Alas, how will I survive -_-""
Just a side track:
I NEED A BIGGER BOWL!!! Ed's bowl is sooooo damn small!!! And microwave unfriendly!!!
*stares longingly at the tombstone of his shattered china plate from Sg...* :(
alas, alack,
In the space of a day
All the 344 labs
have been taken away
But at least right now
Though we are like, die
we confirm no chance
same lab as afro guy
summer school anyone?
alas, I think have to man
wah lau, this sux
knn!! seebuay sian.
to my horror to my horror,
all my classes are closing fast,
save for russian literature,
is my gpa worth its trust?
yesterday was full of sorrow
as i watched numbers moving past
i might have to take a night lab
oh how i cringe at the thot of that.
oh timetable oh timetable
save a slot or two for me
i must make it by may oh seven
bambi eyes i make at thee...
(to the tune of my clementine)
i need to study chem. why am i here?!
So.. bored... I'm so bored, even my headache is bored...
Dun worry Deb, my studying efficiency pretty near zero this weekend... yesterday was distracted by novel, today mugging hours drastically reduced by double baptism during mass (gahh!!) and really bad headache.. Tomorrow had better be a really good and distraction/problem-free day, else screwed I am.
*dreams of most perfect vacuum ever* lucky never kenah qiang-ed
Come on come on 35 min left to dinner at yummy....
Bad, bad, BAD weekend. Have two term papers to write. Both are depressingly blank. Chem midterm. Haven't started studying. Noooooo!!! *pulls hair out*
And haven't even started planning timetable yet, but oh, Chem 344 is giving me a headache! I can't take the 1:20 slot on MW, because have Neurosci 523. I cannot take the morning 7:45 slot, because it is physically impossible. I cannot get up that early. One week of that schedule alone would kill me.
If I take the 5:45 TR slot, then I cannot go for BOTH ballroom dance practices, and my dance partner will kill me (because, ah, we are thinking of going competitive. am spending a lot of money on private lessons and such already.) If I take the 5:45 MW slot, then I cannot go for ballroom dance private lesson at 5pm on Wednesday, and both my dance coach AND my dance partner will kill me then.
Which leaves only the 1:25 TR slot, and those are filling up quick. And we have to spread ourselves out, which makes it even more difficult to arrange... Might as well check now... Which slots are you guys thinking of gunning for? I'm kind of stuck in a rut right now, since I have ballroom dance occupying TWR and Sat nights...
oops... hahaha~ i like spamming, cannot ar??? hahaha~ no la, blogger screwed up ytd la... so tot neva go thru lor... cuz it went to the 'cannot display page' page... hee~ so i keep posting :P hee~ how i noe they went into their database... hee hee~ even tot of posting another one today =P
eh, i tot i tried posting like more than 10 times ytd... how come only 6 went in???
WONG LINGJUN!!!!! you mean spamming email not enough for you? now must spam our poor blog as well??????? >:( hahahahahha
I finally understood why most prof love to speak to themselves... It's
not becuz they want, but becuz they can't help it... After a short
study of this phenomenon, I've come up with 2 very good reasons.1) They usually have to answer their own question when they give
lectures. After some time, it becomes a habit blended into their
everyday life.2) Rarely anyone understands what they're saying most of the time, so
they have to speak to someone as intellectual as themselves, that is,
themselves.
Good reasoning and observations right???
Hee~ try this drunkard game if u r bored =) i got 72m!!!:http://www.wagenschenke.ch/
May you always have an angel by your side, Watching out for you in all the things you do, Reminding you to keep believing in brighter days, Finding ways for your wishes and dreamsto come true, Giving you hope that is as certain as the sun, Giving you the strength of serenity as your guide, May you always have love and comfort and courage.
May you always have an angel by your side, Someone there to catch you if you fall, Encouraging your dreams, Inspiring your happiness, Holding your hand and helping you through it all.
In all of our days, our lives are always changing, Tears come along as well as smiles, Along the roads you travel, may the miles be a thousand times more lovely than lonely. May they give you gifts that never, ever ends, Someone wonderful to love and a dear friend in whom you can confide, May you have rainbows after every storm, May you have hopes to keep you safe and warm.
And may you always have an angel by your side.
~Douglas Pagels