Goodbye.. See You Again :)

Hi from your not-so-favourite-blogger-obviously-because-like-lol-haha,

I will not be posting here any more (as you might already be able to see) due to increasing work load. I know what's going through every reader's (who isn't also a blogger) mind -

ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS? JUST HOW MUCH TIME IS BLOGGING GOING TO TAKE?

Well, quite a lot, because blogging is a commitment.

SO YOU WON'T BLOG ANYMORE?

Well, no. I think I still want to blog but I want to start anew because I am kinda OCD and I don't want to continue a blog that's been on hiatus for.. well forever (not quite, like about 1.5 years?)

AWWW, I'LL MISS YOU.

Yea, me too. Thanks for liking and enjoying my blog though :)

(BLEH, I DON'T QUITE CARE.. NO OFFENCE

Well, yea sorry I guess I kinda deserve it lol XD All I can say is, no offence taken)


Hope to see you guys soon! (though you probably won't know it's well.. me ;) )

Love,
I-don't-even-know-how-i-used-to-sign-off-so-like-let's-leave-it-as-it-is-now-:P

P.s. Even if you won't miss me.. I guess I'll miss you :3

Chemistry Stuff

Will be having Chemistry Exam next Thursday. Need some luck and well.. Will give you something cool to watch regarding... C. H. E. M. I. S. T. R. Y....

1) Personally, I like soup. A lot. It tastes good and let's just say it serves my lazy needs of not wanting to chew on anything. So soup sounds like a great idea huh? But.. in Chemistry....

H2O + NaCl -> HCl + NaOH
Water + Common Salt -> Hydrochloric Acid + Sodium Hydroxide

Let's just say it seems pretty harmless. Hydrochloric acid and sodium hydroxide IF you have no idea what they are. But now, let's just say HCl has a pH value of around 1. And that is a very potent and highly acidic acid. Ok, now Sodium Hydroxide, pH value of 13. And that is a very very corrosive and a highly alkaline alkali. So if those two react, we will be ingesting highly acidic acids and highly alkaline alkali which doesn't sound too good, even if they neutralises each other (for your information, they do)

However, don't worry. Usually it happens in a reverse way, which means
HCl + NaOH -> H2O + NaCl

So, don't worry.. This probably doesn't happen. That's my assumption. You never know ;)

2) This is a video that is kind of viral on Facebook so I thought I will share this here before I explain anything. The adding of mercury (II) thiocyanate can be quite tedious so you can skip that if you want. But the reaction is really cool.

Now, getting freaked out or just bored.. You can see some of the uses and useful information here. Have fun reading :)
http://chemistry.about.com/od/fireworksprojects/a/pharaohs-snakes.htm

Chemistry don't seem that bad after all, huh? Hope this helps! Have fun :)

List of Favourite Anime/Manga Characters

 I thought I should do something less distressful and more light-hearted. Even the jokes are quite serious.. IMAGINE! This is really quite fun. You can see there's pictures and it's good :) Not in any order of merit >w<

Guys:

1. Oz Bezarius (or Oz Vessalius in the anime) from Pandora Hearts <3

2. Allen Walker from D Gray Man <3

3. Red from Pokémon (nope, it is not Ash. Ash looks like red but meh.. RED IS HAWTER!!!) >o<

4. Kaito Kid from Detective Conan

5. Conan from Detective Conan (yes, Conan over Shinichi >w<)

Girls:

1. Homura Akemi from Puella Magi

2. Madoka Kaname from Puella Magi

3. Will of the Abyss (aka Alyss) from Pandora Hearts

4. Haibara Ai from Detective Conan

5. Yuni from Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Now, this is a better treat than the previous, no?

The Road Not Taken

Haven't been posting a lot lately but I thought I should just give you all a treat...

poetry

Hope you guys will like this really nice poem. Don't always try to seek the easy way out, take the road less travelled by ^-^

Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920.

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;         5   Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,         10   And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.         15   I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.         20   Courtesy to: http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html

Once Upon a Time

Once Upon a Time - Gabriel Okara

Once upon a time, son,

they used to laugh with their hearts and laugh with their eyes: but now they only laugh with their teeth, while their ice-block-cold eyes search behind my shadow.

There was a time indeed they used to shake hands with their hearts:
but that’s gone, son.
Now they shake hands without hearts
while their left hands search
my empty pockets.

'Feel at home!' 'Come again!' they say, and when I come
again and feel
at home, once, twice,
there will be no thrice-
for then I find doors shut on me.

So I have learned many things, my son I have learned to wear many faces
like dresses – homeface,
officeface, streetface, hostface,
cocktailface, with all their conforming smiles
like a fixed portrait smile.
to laugh with only my teeth
and shake hands without my heart.
I have also learned to say,’Goodbye’,
when I mean ‘Good-riddance’:
to say ‘Glad to meet you’,
without being glad; and to say ‘It’s been
nice talking to you’, after being bored.

But believe me, son I want to be what I used to be
when I was like you. I want
to unlearn all these muting things.
Most of all, I want to relearn
how to laugh, for my laugh in the mirror
shows only my teeth like a snake’s bare fangs!

So show me, son how to laugh; show me how
I used to laugh and smile
once upon a time when I was like you.

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I don't know what this poem means to you but I think it is really inspiring and reflects the world now. Think about it and reflect what could you have done? If you want, you can comment  your thoughts :)

My Funeral Song? Thinking too far, maybe...

(David Hodges):

Seems so far

that I have gone down this road

Only to find that it ends.

But looking back

There is one thing that I know

I can't make it all alone again.

Cause I'm too weak to stand on my own

But all I need is you.

(Chorus):

So lead me

Guide me

Hold me

Hide me in love

With all that you are

and all that you do.

Hear me

Take me

Mold me

Break me oh God

Just fill all of me

As I fall into you.

Just catch me as I fall

But all this time

I have felt so alone

Losing myself in my despair

With loving arms

You were waiting for me to let go

With every step

You were there.

Cause I'm too weak to stand on my own

But all I need is you

(Chorus):

So lead me

Guide me

Hold me

Hide me in love

With all that you are

and all that you do

Hear me

Take me

Mold me

Break me oh God

Just fill all of me

(Chorus):

Oh my child

How I have longed

for you to come home

Where you belong

All of your life if you could just see

All of my joy when you are here with me

Oh my child

[Together: Amy Lee (David Hodges)]

Lead me (How I have longed)

Guide me (For you to come home)

Hold me (To where you belong)

Hide me in love (All of your life)

With all that you are (If you could just see all of my joy)

And all that you do (When you are here with me)

(Amy Lee)

Hear me

Take me

Mold me

Break me oh God

Just fill all of me

As I fall into you

Lyrics from <a href="http://www.elyrics.net">eLyrics.net</a>

Cheating to Learn

Cheating to Learn: How a UCLA professor gamed a game theory midterm

Click for full article:
http://blogs.kcrw.com/whichwayla/2013/04/cheating-to-learn-how-a-ucla-professor-gamed-a-game-theory-midterm

Use of Philosophy

What’s the point in thinking about the unknown based on nothing but a Quesiton? I enjoy more practical and useful stuff. Science helps you understand how life and nature works. Philosophy helps you to...

Nothing

Philosophy doesn’t help you...

Right?

........................

Repetitive history between Humanities and Science

  In Singapore, ever since there was a choice for students to choose to be a Humanities or Science students, majority will flood over to Science and abandon Humanities. Why?

  Common answers are, “Humanities is harder to score!”, “I don’t even get the point of doing Humanities!”, and “I am choosing Science since I am failing Humanities epically.”

  What’s so hard about Humanities and Philosophy?

French Song #2

Mystery

Of us, just transient on the Earth

What did we come for

What's the point

To talk or to be silent

To work, to look for tunes

To tell you

What you've probably already been told

Life is pleasure

Ouhouhouh,

Or sighs

Why are we here

But I do know why

I came for her

For us to fall asleep together,

For her to fly with my wings.

Mm, I'm here for love

It seems

What can I say ?

About being born, then dying,

Never being able to see anything,

Never knowing,

Defeats or victories ?

And over the roof,

The sky, her,

It's the only reason for me, her,

To love dancing at this ball

Under the stars

Music and mystery

But for me, everything's clear

I came for her

For us to wake up together,

For her to fly with my wings.

Mm... Mm...

I'm here for love

It seems

I came for her

I came for her

Mm...

Read more at http://lyricstranslate.com/en/je-suis-venu-pour-elle-i-came-her.html#8TvSQuFzOMcVjcEQ.99

French Song #1

Lying down, the body is dead

For thousands

It's a sleeping man...

Half-full is the amphora

It is half-empty

That we see it effortlessly

Seeing life on the tail-side of the coin,

Oh, Philosophy,

Tell me elegies,

Happiness

Scares me

To have so many desires

And I have a breath in my heart,

Thus,

It's a beautiful day

I'm going to bed

Such a beautiful day

Which is finishing

Makes you want to love

I'm going to bed

To bite eternity

With my mouth wide open

It's a beautiful day

I'm going to bed

Such a beautiful day

Sovereign

Makes you want peace,

To see angels at my feet

But I'm going to bed

To make myself beautiful

Lying down, the body is dead

For thousands

It's a sleeping man...

Half-full is the amphora

It is half-empty

That I still see it

Everything has been said, for in love,

If it's heavy

If the heart is light

Elegies forever

Pleasures, short or long,

Do you see, my love,

I am out of breath

Do you see?

Beautiful

Life is beautiful

Like a wing

That must not be wrinkled

Beautiful

Life is beautiful

But I make myself

Beautiful

Life is beautiful

But mine

A takeaway world

I go into it

And mortal, go away.

It's a beautiful day

I'm going to bed

Such a beautiful day

Which is finishing

Makes you want to love

I'm going to bed

To bite eternity

With my mouth wide open

It's a beautiful day

I'm going to bed

Such a beautiful day

Sovereign

Makes you want peace,

To see angels at my feet

But I'm going to bed

To make myself beautiful

Water Has Memory

Now let's back-track to when I crossed the bridge to the bus stop where I would transfer to one last bus before I reach my school.

I was staring at the rain as I wait for the bus. I saw cars zooming past, and then there were nice little fountains that emerge from the wet surface of the road before disappearing again as another car zoom by. So I wondered about something I read earlier, water has memory. How will water remember our generation? And what about these memories if water runs out? The article is here, and just absorb the knowledge and you've read to the end of this post.

For more information: http://odewire.com/170441/scientists-investigate-water-memory.html

Under my Umbrella, Ella, Ella, Eh, Eh, Eh..

That was a line with credits to Rihanna's Umbrella *points to title" which happen to be what I will talk today. WHAT COINCIDENCE!! (nah.. I planned it this way :P)

So basically I reached school, had my attendence registered and started having a dilemma if I should cross the large field which would take me to my class room the quickest or walk the sheltered way. After all, it was only slightly drizzling. I decided to cross the field.

It is not like I don't have an umbrella, I just did not want to use it. And of course, not using an umbrella took its toll on me.. Kind of.. But I knew I could not back away due to Pride.

Then I saw my Dance Senior, smiling away at me and waving. She was not someone I liked a lot from dance. But I guessed I grew to like her, a lot, that day (since I am writing this on 27th April and it happened on 26 April).

She came over, holding her umbrella and I just unthinkingly walked towards her. She shared her small umbrella with me. Half of me got wet, half of her got wet. Then we saw someone else who did not carry an umbrella. This was what she said,

"Awww.. If my umbrella is bigger I would be able to shelter her too!"

She said that, to a complete stranger in school. Evidently another schoolmate, but of not clear relationship to her.

That made me feel sad. I had an umbrella. She "wasted" her umbrella on me. In fact, erase the quotation marks, She did waste the umbrella on me.

She could have sheltered one more person who needed it, or at least inspire someone else, while I, with my own umbrella, go around helping and inspiring too. Inspiring unintentionally.

It is amazing, that such small actions, so unintentional, can have such a great effect. And I felt guilty afterwards. She even very nicely sheltered me all the way to my block though it would be more convenient if she and I parted ways about 5 metres from my block of classrooms (block J)

Next time, help more people. Do little things that make a great difference. You might not know the difference, but every little thing counts. Sometimes they might be unintentional. But the impact is always there, and as it spreads...

You have changed the world.

the Courage to go

After I alighted from the bus, it was about 0650, which is still quite dark in Singapore. I alighted and I saw the dread of every morning. The overhead bridge that I need to cross to go to the other side of the road where a bus stop is located so I can go to school. It was the fastest way and the only way I can go to school and not be late and get booked.

However, today is a special day. Why, my schoolmate that lives in my neighbourhood did not the take the same bus I did and could not accompany me across. It is not like she could choose, she just had to or she would be late too. 

We were not the best of friends, we often ignore each other and acknowledge each other's presence by walking in front of them. It was not like I am unfriendly, it is just a special type of friendship that formed and evolved.

HOW AM I GOING TO CROSS THE BRIDGE?!?

Simply, walk towards it, raise you foot, rest on the first step. Raise you other foot, rest it on the second step...

I saw other people hesitating too. The overhead bridge was kind of sheltered. Whatever THEY are afraid of, I am more scared of the supernatural than getting kidnapped or something. Fear of the Unknown.

But something pushed me ahead and I started up the steps of the overhead bridge. Mumbling something to myself that helped me keep my cool.

"If every one, including you, is fearful, then be the courage of others."

And just like that I crossed the road, telling myself to be the courage of others. And as other crossed the bridge too, it was like this "Courage Web" that made every one feel safe, all because someone started the courage rolling.

Even if you are alone, you can do this. Because by doing something you are scared of, you are being the courage of others. Or at least, yourself. You are the courage of yourself. You-ception? 

As Eleanor Roosevelt said, "Do something that scares you every day."

Don't do things recklessly, but from that, gain experience and live to your fullest.

Raining Driver

It is slightly drizzling outside. I managed to squeeze into the bus (not so much of squeezing, it was quite empty but I want to add some cool stuff and peak the plot?) and gladly found a seat to sit down. I shrugged of my 3kg (or probably more) school bag and my book bag for French and placed them neatly on my lap. So ego, talking about myself only. 

I just kind of admired the nice pelting of the rain against the cool clear glass window. I kind of go bored at staring at the same scenery over and over again since they were what I see every day I go do school and this was probably my 100th time going to school? Probably less.. I don't think that much of time have passed yet.. But I think yes, it's the second school term already, and half through the second term.

Anyway, I kind of got bored and just stared absent-mindedly ahead (you don't say..). Then I saw this old man waiting to alight. The driver peculiarly overshot the bus stop by half, leaving the back half where the passenger is alighting still sheltered by the shelter. And I started to wonder if the bus stop was too small or something. Then I realised that the bus stop was the right length. Then why did the driver overshoot?

So I start to come up with situations that did not occur yet but I hope they would occur.. So this was what I thought of:

It was slightly drizzling outside. The bus stop was half the length of the bus. (no, this  is not Maths). The driver stopped when the head of the bus is sheltered and allowed commuters to board the bus. However, he did not open the back door, where the passengers would alight. The man waiting was angry and impatient and started shouting at the driver. The driver did not have time to respond since 1) he was checking if all the commuters tapped their bus card 2) he knew what he was doing since it was on purpose. When all the commuters have boarded the bus, he moved ahead so the other back of the half of the bus, opened the door, so that the man would not be drenched and catch a cold.

The passenger cursed and stepped out of the bus, swearing, unaware that he was dry.

I know this situation might victimise the driver and villainise (no such word but you get it) the passenger. However, there were probably many other factors. Perhaps the passenger was rushing for time? What if he did not have an umbrella. Even if he had an umbrella, it probably would not be the best solution.

So if you were the driver, what would you do?

Going to School...

So I was on my way to school and it is technically Lesson time when I am writing this on a Sticky since i only have 10% left of batter on my mac and need to survive that throughout the entire school day. I know it doesn't make a difference but writing on a sticky saves me from switching on Wifi so you should remind yourself to do this more often. (sorry... this actually isn't what I wanted to write but someone was peeking so...). What I really want to write is, I don't need to switch on the wifi and thus i can't post this on Blogger right away. Anyway, I don't write a post about such dumb stuff. It's just that this morning I was being very "deep". :P

These are what happened and look forward to posts about them soon?

1) Bus Driver in the Rain

2) Be the Courage

3) Umbrellas

4) The Memory of Water

Look forward lol :P (cutting it short here so that my friends sitting beside me won't be able to see too much stuff at once ;)

Why So Serious?

So I've been posting really really serious stuff and I thought I should lighten the mood a little with a bit of light-hearted things like... Jokes?

So these are philosophy jokes.. Kind of.. Please do not write an essay to counter it. Though if you have the time, I don't mind seeing them commented since it probably would be fun to read. Just don't overthink since it might ruin the joke and this is not meant to be serious :)

Hope those are fun :) And just because I feel like being irritating, I am ending off with a very very weird thing even I don't understand :P (and I am assuming it is very serious too) If you understand, please do comment and tell me. Cuz even a budding philosophy like me don't get it (let's just put it this way)

Original links: 

1) http://broodsphilosophy.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/telljokes.png

2) http://profron.net/ofiles/2008/09/do_philosophy.jpg

3) http://stevepetersen.net/personal/fodor-frayn-wittgenstein.png 

So I am Assuming.. Thanks a LOT

After all I've done for you, all the pain I shared with you, all the while I tried to make a difference. What I get is no thanks but "Urgh.. Stop assuming."? Even if I have done nothing but do harm, I do not deserve to be treated this way. I helped you. I fret over you. I care for you. I have done so many things for you, still doing, and you don't appreciate...

I would love to say all these in your face but you would just feel depressed again. Can't you see my sacrifices? If it hurt that much to be my friend then just tell me already. I had contemplated over the idea of leaving you. I used to be so much happier. I have many other friends who loved to get my attention but I just devoted them to you because I know you would need it more than they do.

You need me more than I need you.

Admit it.

But I am just assuming right?

Maybe you would live a lot better without me in your life. If so, what's the sad face when you thought I would just ignore you?
Lies?
Façade?
I am so insecure right now I had no idea what's truth. However, please appreciate my effort when I try to help.

The councillor said she could not help you after 5 minutes. I do not want to say that ever. I am not giving up as long as you give me the chance to. Maybe I am just overly sensitive.

Can't you see it?!?!

I am coming up with excuses on your behalf because this friendship between us is unconditional. But I would love for a little acknowledgement.

Unless I am assuming again? Huh.. Assumptions.
If assuming makes me happy, I will live in them. Because they are what makes me, and at least I think of solutions to cheer myself up. I am proactive.

And most of all, I show gratitude and am thankful.