Just now, you popped up in my mind and lingered in it.
It has been quite a while. I miss you, Xuxu.
Jio me out! Or I'll jio you out!
Friday, 30 October 2009
Thursday, 29 October 2009
BIOLOGY AND PHYSICS?
There was a late evening lesson yesterday all the way until 7.30pm. It was a Biology practical session; and the tutor had us complete a short quiz of 10 True/False questions on the topic of diffusion. After having completed our laboratory experiment, the tutor went through the quiz before letting us off at 7.20pm.
One of the questions states that diffusion is the movement of particles from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration. I picked False; and it turned out to be the correct answer. Diffusion - for the sake of clarity - is the NET movement of particles from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration.
Another question states that diffusion takes place in a beaker of PURE WATER. I paused. This is tricky. By right, the particles all possess kinetic energy; and thus are moving about and bumping around randomly - and microscopically - at any given time. This indicates diffusion. But, on the other hand, this is a PURE solution we're talking about, and the water molecules are more or less evenly spaced out by default (and thus, there is no 'concentration gradient' to talk about in this scenario). I hesitated. Frowning slightly, I picked FALSE. And hoped for the best.
The answer is TRUE.
The whole class got it wrong.
Dr. C grinned knowingly. She was only too happy to be presented this opportunity to strengthen our foundation. "You see," She started, "this is one of the most common misconceptions that students have in Biology, even at JC or Uni level.
All particles possess kinetic energy, agree?" We nodded in agreement unanimously, and she continued, "Because of this kinetic energy, the particles are moving about and bumping into each other. How and why, then, can there be no diffusion occurring in a beaker of water molecules?" She asked.
"But diffusion is defined as the NET movement of particles down a concentration gradient, isn't it?" A fellow trainee asked.
"Yes, but this is the standard definition for diffusion. Look at the question again. Diffusion here, in this case, is asking about SIMPLE diffusion. The fact is plain and simple: Unless it's in a solid state where the molecules vibrate about it's fixed position, water molecules - in the state of liquid or gas - all possess kinetic energy, and thus, there will be diffusion.
Take for example, a stick of chocolate-vanilla ice cream. When the ice cream is in a solid state, the colours are separated clearly, isn't it? But when it goes into a liquid state, the colours get mixed together. By the same analogy, diffusion does not occur in ice; but there is diffusion in water, even though it's pure water.
Yes, all of you have been taught otherwise - that diffusion is the NET movement of particles. This is because it is the standard answer that is expected. Technically, though, it is fundamentally INcorrect. You need not explain to this level of depth to the kids at O Level standard, but it'll be good to clear this misconception that you guys here have all been 'brainwashed' into.
The underlying principle is: So long as kinetic energy is present, simple diffusion occurs."
My eyes widened in amazement. I've NEVER been asked whether does diffusion occur in a PURE solution. I might have thought about it once or twice, but only to brush it off after a while.
While Dr. C was explaining her case, something doesn't click.
From a Biology point of view, this case of argument is certainly right. In the solid state, water molecules only vibrate ABOUT THEIR FIXED POSITION. This is no moving about and bumping around of particles, and thus, it is right to state that diffusion does not occur in ice. In the liquid state though, water molecules move freely and thus there is diffusion. So, there is nothing wrong to state that there IS diffusion in a beaker of pure water.
From a Physics point of view, this case of argument seems a little flawed. I'm definitely not a Physics guru myself; but one thing I'm sure though: Energy is never destroyed, but gets converted from one form to another. So, based on this law, when two or more molecules bump into each other, doesn't a fraction of energy gets converted into something else? In the case of friction, part of the kinetic energy is lost in the form of heat, isn't it?
So, does it mean to say, if I leave a beaker of water TOTALLY untouched (so as to cut off any possible supply of kinetic energy) in TOTAL darkness and a lack of any elevation in temperature (so as to cut off any possible supply of heat energy) for millions and millions of years, will the water molecules gradually lose whatever existing kinetic energy they possess? So, then, will the water molecules gradually slow down their vibration/movement and, gradually, turn from water to ice - without any external interference? Hmmm...This is just, wrong, isn't it? Water doesn't turn into ice just like that.
Hmmm...
P.S. I had wanted to pose this question to Dr. C. But, you know, I do want to go home early one leh. Kekeke!
One of the questions states that diffusion is the movement of particles from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration. I picked False; and it turned out to be the correct answer. Diffusion - for the sake of clarity - is the NET movement of particles from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration.
Another question states that diffusion takes place in a beaker of PURE WATER. I paused. This is tricky. By right, the particles all possess kinetic energy; and thus are moving about and bumping around randomly - and microscopically - at any given time. This indicates diffusion. But, on the other hand, this is a PURE solution we're talking about, and the water molecules are more or less evenly spaced out by default (and thus, there is no 'concentration gradient' to talk about in this scenario). I hesitated. Frowning slightly, I picked FALSE. And hoped for the best.
The answer is TRUE.
The whole class got it wrong.
Dr. C grinned knowingly. She was only too happy to be presented this opportunity to strengthen our foundation. "You see," She started, "this is one of the most common misconceptions that students have in Biology, even at JC or Uni level.
All particles possess kinetic energy, agree?" We nodded in agreement unanimously, and she continued, "Because of this kinetic energy, the particles are moving about and bumping into each other. How and why, then, can there be no diffusion occurring in a beaker of water molecules?" She asked.
"But diffusion is defined as the NET movement of particles down a concentration gradient, isn't it?" A fellow trainee asked.
"Yes, but this is the standard definition for diffusion. Look at the question again. Diffusion here, in this case, is asking about SIMPLE diffusion. The fact is plain and simple: Unless it's in a solid state where the molecules vibrate about it's fixed position, water molecules - in the state of liquid or gas - all possess kinetic energy, and thus, there will be diffusion.
Take for example, a stick of chocolate-vanilla ice cream. When the ice cream is in a solid state, the colours are separated clearly, isn't it? But when it goes into a liquid state, the colours get mixed together. By the same analogy, diffusion does not occur in ice; but there is diffusion in water, even though it's pure water.
Yes, all of you have been taught otherwise - that diffusion is the NET movement of particles. This is because it is the standard answer that is expected. Technically, though, it is fundamentally INcorrect. You need not explain to this level of depth to the kids at O Level standard, but it'll be good to clear this misconception that you guys here have all been 'brainwashed' into.
The underlying principle is: So long as kinetic energy is present, simple diffusion occurs."
My eyes widened in amazement. I've NEVER been asked whether does diffusion occur in a PURE solution. I might have thought about it once or twice, but only to brush it off after a while.
While Dr. C was explaining her case, something doesn't click.
From a Biology point of view, this case of argument is certainly right. In the solid state, water molecules only vibrate ABOUT THEIR FIXED POSITION. This is no moving about and bumping around of particles, and thus, it is right to state that diffusion does not occur in ice. In the liquid state though, water molecules move freely and thus there is diffusion. So, there is nothing wrong to state that there IS diffusion in a beaker of pure water.
From a Physics point of view, this case of argument seems a little flawed. I'm definitely not a Physics guru myself; but one thing I'm sure though: Energy is never destroyed, but gets converted from one form to another. So, based on this law, when two or more molecules bump into each other, doesn't a fraction of energy gets converted into something else? In the case of friction, part of the kinetic energy is lost in the form of heat, isn't it?
So, does it mean to say, if I leave a beaker of water TOTALLY untouched (so as to cut off any possible supply of kinetic energy) in TOTAL darkness and a lack of any elevation in temperature (so as to cut off any possible supply of heat energy) for millions and millions of years, will the water molecules gradually lose whatever existing kinetic energy they possess? So, then, will the water molecules gradually slow down their vibration/movement and, gradually, turn from water to ice - without any external interference? Hmmm...This is just, wrong, isn't it? Water doesn't turn into ice just like that.
Hmmm...
P.S. I had wanted to pose this question to Dr. C. But, you know, I do want to go home early one leh. Kekeke!
LOVE STORY
When I first played this video, I didn't really think much of it. It was until I put on the headphones, then did the beautiful contrast between the soulful cello and melodious piano blew me away.
What touched me more, is the fact that the father had made this music piece specifically with his daughter in mind.
FIREPROOF
Fireproof. "Never leave your partner" - this is the code of conduct among firefighters. At work, Captain Caleb Holt leads his men under stressful circumstances and his men follow without questioning his judgment. However, the same respect - it seems - could not be found at home. His seven years of marriage to his wife, Catherine, seems doomed for divorce. Neither understands each other. When told of the impending divorce, John - Caleb's father - challenges his son to hold off the divorce proceedings but to commit to a 40 days test called The Love Dare instead. Caleb grudging agrees; doing it more for the sake of his father rather than to salvage his own marriage. The first year of marriage had been great, but it went steeply downhill ever since. "Never leave your partner" - as Caleb soon realizes - this cardinal rule applies to marriage as well. But, is it still possible to clear the damages that have been done over the years? Or would he lose his wife and the marriage?
I bought this book last week. Ever since spotting it while flipping through a catalog some weeks ago, I've been eying to lay hands on this book. What I didn't expect is, the author is a Christian - and the love of God is peppered throughout the book.
Everyday, I would read in the train while on transit to campus. It takes an approximate of 30 minutes to reach Outram, and another 30 minutes to reach Pioneer. Effectively, I read about 1.5 hours back and fro. Today, I was reading this book as usual when I felt so touched. The way how Caleb came to realize his mistakes. The way Caleb realized how willing he was to face death to save fire victims, but yet not as determined to fight as fiercely for his wife's heart. The way how an atheist Caleb came back to Christ. The way how Caleb tried to mend the failing marriage by making sweet gestures, only to get rejected blankly time and again. The utter hopelessness and helplessness that Caleb felt. The way how Caleb gave his best, but yet hits a wall time and again. The way how Caleb acknowledges his weaknesses and learned to rely on Him. The hurt that Caleb went through. The way how Caleb lifts up his situation to Him. The point of total abandonment.
I was reading on bus 179. The eyes grew moist all of a sudden. Something shivered inside of me. I closed my eyes and felt, somewhere in the heart, the only one love that is greater than anything.
I bought this book last week. Ever since spotting it while flipping through a catalog some weeks ago, I've been eying to lay hands on this book. What I didn't expect is, the author is a Christian - and the love of God is peppered throughout the book.
Everyday, I would read in the train while on transit to campus. It takes an approximate of 30 minutes to reach Outram, and another 30 minutes to reach Pioneer. Effectively, I read about 1.5 hours back and fro. Today, I was reading this book as usual when I felt so touched. The way how Caleb came to realize his mistakes. The way Caleb realized how willing he was to face death to save fire victims, but yet not as determined to fight as fiercely for his wife's heart. The way how an atheist Caleb came back to Christ. The way how Caleb tried to mend the failing marriage by making sweet gestures, only to get rejected blankly time and again. The utter hopelessness and helplessness that Caleb felt. The way how Caleb gave his best, but yet hits a wall time and again. The way how Caleb acknowledges his weaknesses and learned to rely on Him. The hurt that Caleb went through. The way how Caleb lifts up his situation to Him. The point of total abandonment.
I was reading on bus 179. The eyes grew moist all of a sudden. Something shivered inside of me. I closed my eyes and felt, somewhere in the heart, the only one love that is greater than anything.
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
AT LEAST 28?
Chanced upon this today.
Cool!
I had thought it's just a silly experiment; but it turned out to be a research that has been conducted by some UK experts, reported in BBC News, and the research work has been published in the European Journal of Operational Research. Guess the research is capable of speaking for itself afterall.
Anyway, we completed a module today. This means that, theoretically, I only need to go down all the way to Boon Lay only on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays! =)
Cool!
I had thought it's just a silly experiment; but it turned out to be a research that has been conducted by some UK experts, reported in BBC News, and the research work has been published in the European Journal of Operational Research. Guess the research is capable of speaking for itself afterall.
Anyway, we completed a module today. This means that, theoretically, I only need to go down all the way to Boon Lay only on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays! =)
Monday, 26 October 2009
ZZZ
She fell asleep (rather openly) during Bio lesson just now. Hey, it was already 6.30pm afterall; and she was still in school for lessons! In addition, studying plants has always been super-duper boring; what more with all the dunno-what-abscisic acid-auxins-cytokinins-gibberellins-blahblahblah PLANT HORMONES. Alright, fine, fact is: she slept little the night before.
When the lesson ended and she walk past Dr. Y, he chuckled and asked why does she look so tired this evening.
Gulp. HE SAW her nodding away? HE SAW???
When the lesson ended and she walk past Dr. Y, he chuckled and asked why does she look so tired this evening.
Gulp. HE SAW her nodding away? HE SAW???
Sunday, 25 October 2009
RE-POST
As we grow, we learn. We learn that if we want to enjoy the rainbow, we've got to put up with the rain. Even then, we learn that a rainbow does not necessarily always appear after each and every rain. We learn that ugly caterpillars turn into beautiful butterflies, and that that innocent-looking plant is actually a vehement Fly Trap. We learn that a man's greatest battles are the ones he fights within himself. We learn that prosperity is a great teacher, but adversity is a greater one. We learn that the reason why we fall is so that we can learn to pick ourselves up. We learn that we must either find a way, or make one. We learn that man has never made any material more resilient than the human spirit.
AND we learn that we still have loads more to learn.
We learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken; probably more than once. The fall might even be worse than the previous. You'll break hearts too. Therefore, remember how it feels when yours gets broken and shattered.
There will be days when you wish the Earth would swallow you up. There will be nights when you dread the dawn of the next morning. There will be times when you raise your fists to the skies and rage blindly in helpless distress. There will be moments when you are so utterly lost and totally discouraged. There will be instances when you give your all, but are not reciprocated even the least.
You'll meet nice people. You'll make new friends. You'll fall in and out of love. You'll give and receive love. You'll dance through childhood, adolescence, youth, young adulthood, adulthood, and eventually, old age. You'll walk down the aisle. Someday. You'll gawk in silent awe at the little bundle of joy sleeping soundly in your arms. You'll derive indescribable and unmeasurable ecstasy from parenthood. You'll relish in the satisfaction and love in starting up a home and family of your own.
You'll grow. You'll make mistakes. You'll also learn in the process, along the way.
You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll get reminded of bad memories. You'll cry because time is passing too fast. You'll grieve because your heart hurts. You'll wonder why you did the things you did. You'll doubt whether the correct decision has been made. You'll regret things that you have done. You'll also regret things that you should have done. You'll be so very disappointed by people - even those whom you had loved, trusted, cared deeply for, and was willing to give up anything for. You'll eventually lose someone you love dearly. Very much.
So, find joy in everything; even the simplest things. And when you've found it, don't let it go so easily.
Share aplenty. Communicate openly. Apologize readily. Forgive sincerely. Forget quickly. Move on steadily. Bounce back resiliently.
Take too many pictures. Smile too much. Laugh too heartily. Love too truly with all your heart. Love like you've never been hurt before. Love others like you love yourself.
Life's too short to make all the mistakes life has to offer. Therefore, learn from everywhere. While you're at it, learn as much as you possibly can. Learn from mistakes - both yours and others'. It's okay to lose everything, even wealth or friends or pride or dignity; just don't lose your own moral values, integrity, and self-esteem. Do anything you want, as long as it's not against your conscience and morality.
Let go of the trivialities. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Exploit the negatives in life and extract something good from it. There is always a positive in every negative. Laugh at yourself. Muse at your own clumsiness and embarrassment. Poke fun at others. Play a harmless prank. Build a rapport.
Look on the bright side. Dwell in happiness. Soak in gratitude. Never forsake thankfulness and humility. Don't forget who you are and where you come from. Have a sound estimation of yourself. Have self-awareness. Eat the humble pie occasionally. Know where you stand always.
Don't lose yourself. Don't lose your inner child, your inner self. There's no need to fit in with the norm or go along with the crowd. Don't be easily influenced. Be daring. Be independent. Be yourself. Be real.
Be real to yourself. Be real to other people and everyone else.
Every sixty seconds you spend being upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that life will end; be afraid that it has never truly began!
____________________________________________________________
I've been feeling vexed and troubled; praying and thinking hard for an instantaneous miracle and immediate solution to pop into my head. I can be quite impatient. Come to think of it, this is an understatement. I've always hated waiting and dilly-dallying. I always want INSTANT; almost to a fault.
One thing I like about blogs is the archives. It is like a storage, second only to the brain. It's only human tendency to forget what we once thought/wrote/spoke. Browsing through some random entries, it almost seemed like the face behind some entries is another person.
I recalled some old lame jokes which I used to tell; I recall the embarrassing trip to the Gents back in NUS; I recalled my horrid Chinese and how I once called Stingrays as Flat Fish (扁鱼); I recalled my Periodic Table babies; I recalled the exotic Jim. These entries tickle my funny bone; but some other entries make me feel silly or childish. At times, I do feel tempted to delete off such entries, but I don't wish to remember only the good and not the bad.
I don't claim all credits for the above re-posted 'essay'. I read this off from somewhere which I've forgotten, and added in a fair lot of my own "comments" before re-posting it in my own blog here back in June 2008. At times like now, revisiting these old entries and finding encouragement in them; it's just... Wow.
True to the words, this year has been an adventure. Grace and her family left, I got so attached and still miss my ee-ya-ee-ya-oh occasionally even till today. I had LASIK. I sort of entered the workforce. I went up, and I came down hard. I had a very horrible 4 months; during which I could take it no longer and totally broke down in campus after lessons towards the end of the semester - a first and a once. Dr. A doubled up as a counselor that day.
I cried; I closed up; I bit. I fought a lot. Hurt, disappointed, felt rejected, not good enough, and angry. From all sources.
It was a horrible time. Everything was downright bad - both personal life and impersonal life. In one area, I had wanted to get out. The relationship felt as though it has been broken beyond repair. But an urge said to stay. Somehow, over time, things changed - which I hadn't thought possible; and most importantly, I changed too, I think. In ways more than one.
For one, I only knew something inside has changed that day when I shared my innermost thought and insecurity. I would have cried buckets; in fact, I expected it. But when it didn't come - albeit however horrible and sad I felt right there and then - I got worried; fretting whether have I gotten too used to circumstances that I've gone numb. It is only recently then I realized that a toddler cries whenever he's wants his milk, but a 5-year-old doesn't and shouldn't. People grow.
For now, I think I poke too much fun and play too many pranks. I think I smile too much and laugh too loud; though ungraceful as it might sound, but I'm enjoying every moment of it. For, who by worrying, would add a cubit to their stature? If I'm vexed and keep brainstorming of an instantaneous solution that is nowhere to be seen, the problems exist. If I'm laughing away, the same problems still exist.
For, be anxious for nothing, but in prayers and supplications.
AND we learn that we still have loads more to learn.
We learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken; probably more than once. The fall might even be worse than the previous. You'll break hearts too. Therefore, remember how it feels when yours gets broken and shattered.
There will be days when you wish the Earth would swallow you up. There will be nights when you dread the dawn of the next morning. There will be times when you raise your fists to the skies and rage blindly in helpless distress. There will be moments when you are so utterly lost and totally discouraged. There will be instances when you give your all, but are not reciprocated even the least.
You'll meet nice people. You'll make new friends. You'll fall in and out of love. You'll give and receive love. You'll dance through childhood, adolescence, youth, young adulthood, adulthood, and eventually, old age. You'll walk down the aisle. Someday. You'll gawk in silent awe at the little bundle of joy sleeping soundly in your arms. You'll derive indescribable and unmeasurable ecstasy from parenthood. You'll relish in the satisfaction and love in starting up a home and family of your own.
You'll grow. You'll make mistakes. You'll also learn in the process, along the way.
You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll get reminded of bad memories. You'll cry because time is passing too fast. You'll grieve because your heart hurts. You'll wonder why you did the things you did. You'll doubt whether the correct decision has been made. You'll regret things that you have done. You'll also regret things that you should have done. You'll be so very disappointed by people - even those whom you had loved, trusted, cared deeply for, and was willing to give up anything for. You'll eventually lose someone you love dearly. Very much.
So, find joy in everything; even the simplest things. And when you've found it, don't let it go so easily.
Share aplenty. Communicate openly. Apologize readily. Forgive sincerely. Forget quickly. Move on steadily. Bounce back resiliently.
Take too many pictures. Smile too much. Laugh too heartily. Love too truly with all your heart. Love like you've never been hurt before. Love others like you love yourself.
Life's too short to make all the mistakes life has to offer. Therefore, learn from everywhere. While you're at it, learn as much as you possibly can. Learn from mistakes - both yours and others'. It's okay to lose everything, even wealth or friends or pride or dignity; just don't lose your own moral values, integrity, and self-esteem. Do anything you want, as long as it's not against your conscience and morality.
Let go of the trivialities. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Exploit the negatives in life and extract something good from it. There is always a positive in every negative. Laugh at yourself. Muse at your own clumsiness and embarrassment. Poke fun at others. Play a harmless prank. Build a rapport.
Look on the bright side. Dwell in happiness. Soak in gratitude. Never forsake thankfulness and humility. Don't forget who you are and where you come from. Have a sound estimation of yourself. Have self-awareness. Eat the humble pie occasionally. Know where you stand always.
Don't lose yourself. Don't lose your inner child, your inner self. There's no need to fit in with the norm or go along with the crowd. Don't be easily influenced. Be daring. Be independent. Be yourself. Be real.
Be real to yourself. Be real to other people and everyone else.
Every sixty seconds you spend being upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that life will end; be afraid that it has never truly began!
____________________________________________________________
I've been feeling vexed and troubled; praying and thinking hard for an instantaneous miracle and immediate solution to pop into my head. I can be quite impatient. Come to think of it, this is an understatement. I've always hated waiting and dilly-dallying. I always want INSTANT; almost to a fault.
One thing I like about blogs is the archives. It is like a storage, second only to the brain. It's only human tendency to forget what we once thought/wrote/spoke. Browsing through some random entries, it almost seemed like the face behind some entries is another person.
I recalled some old lame jokes which I used to tell; I recall the embarrassing trip to the Gents back in NUS; I recalled my horrid Chinese and how I once called Stingrays as Flat Fish (扁鱼); I recalled my Periodic Table babies; I recalled the exotic Jim. These entries tickle my funny bone; but some other entries make me feel silly or childish. At times, I do feel tempted to delete off such entries, but I don't wish to remember only the good and not the bad.
I don't claim all credits for the above re-posted 'essay'. I read this off from somewhere which I've forgotten, and added in a fair lot of my own "comments" before re-posting it in my own blog here back in June 2008. At times like now, revisiting these old entries and finding encouragement in them; it's just... Wow.
True to the words, this year has been an adventure. Grace and her family left, I got so attached and still miss my ee-ya-ee-ya-oh occasionally even till today. I had LASIK. I sort of entered the workforce. I went up, and I came down hard. I had a very horrible 4 months; during which I could take it no longer and totally broke down in campus after lessons towards the end of the semester - a first and a once. Dr. A doubled up as a counselor that day.
I cried; I closed up; I bit. I fought a lot. Hurt, disappointed, felt rejected, not good enough, and angry. From all sources.
It was a horrible time. Everything was downright bad - both personal life and impersonal life. In one area, I had wanted to get out. The relationship felt as though it has been broken beyond repair. But an urge said to stay. Somehow, over time, things changed - which I hadn't thought possible; and most importantly, I changed too, I think. In ways more than one.
For one, I only knew something inside has changed that day when I shared my innermost thought and insecurity. I would have cried buckets; in fact, I expected it. But when it didn't come - albeit however horrible and sad I felt right there and then - I got worried; fretting whether have I gotten too used to circumstances that I've gone numb. It is only recently then I realized that a toddler cries whenever he's wants his milk, but a 5-year-old doesn't and shouldn't. People grow.
For now, I think I poke too much fun and play too many pranks. I think I smile too much and laugh too loud; though ungraceful as it might sound, but I'm enjoying every moment of it. For, who by worrying, would add a cubit to their stature? If I'm vexed and keep brainstorming of an instantaneous solution that is nowhere to be seen, the problems exist. If I'm laughing away, the same problems still exist.
For, be anxious for nothing, but in prayers and supplications.
DO-RE-MI
I think this is truly awesome!
For reasons which I shall keep to myself, I really think we should have something like this in Singapore.
Anyway, there's going to be a phenomenal match tonight!
No prize for guess which team I'm rooting for. =)
Friday, 23 October 2009
LOOT
My loot for the day!
It had truly been rather unintentional. All I had wanted to do is to get a gift from Mini Toons. Miraculously, I somehow found myself in the neighbouring bookstore. The next thing I know, I was at the counter settling the payment. And lo and behold! These books become my possession from henceforth.
Weird, isn't it?
Anyway, they are quite a steal! They cost $39.53 in total!
I was so spoilt for choice in the bookstore just now. I had initially planned for only one. Then I caught sight of another one; then another one; and another one; and another one. Finally, the list got painstakingly trimmed down to the above three.
I had wanted to get one of those John C. Maxwell books. But the prices are a tad too steep for my budget.
I'm a happy lady today.
This reminds me: I've set a resolution for myself to buy only one book per month at most. These three books shall last me all the way into December! Do me a favour: slap my hands if you catch me purchasing any books for myself before 2010. BUDGET!
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
EQUITY
Last Tuesday, I was attending a tutorial; in which we were discussing what exactly does it mean by 'equal educational opportunities'. As a conclusion to wrap up the whole tutorial discussion, Prof. threw to us this perspective.
"Let's say you give back their papers. One student got a B, and the other got an A.
And you know that Student B has a rather hard life - holding down a part-time job or helping out at home, and can only gets an average of 4 or 5 hours of free time per day to complete her schoolwork and to rest. In the meanwhile, Student A is born into a comfortable family. She has no cares or worries, but is comfortably cared for. Eat, sleep, eat, and sleep. She does her school work in an air-conditioned room, and don't have to worry about home or money or whatnots. Her duty is her homework. Her job description is to only study.
And you, with a capacity as their teacher, know that both of them have the same capacity; the same standard. But yet, because Student B has more to shoulder and to juggle, her grades thus suffers as a result. Is this, then, equality?
So then, if we remove all the burdens Student B shoulders, would things be fairer? By the same standard, then, we have to remove all the privileges that Student A enjoys. Are things now, then, fair? Can we do that?
Remember, equality does not always mean equity. In this line, we ought to remember that everybody comes from all different walks of life. Some of them with a silver spoon, while some, fate has thrown them a tough lot.
The most common mistake that people in our line makes, is to assume that everyone starts off from the same footing. Pri 1, Pri 2, Pri 6, then to Sec 1. But the matter of the fact is, no; there's no equal footing. That's life. This is life.
What, then, is your stand? Think about it. As a BT, what would you do? Close one eye and assume that everyone is on the same footing? Or would you fill up the hole first and ensure that everyone is of the same level?
There is no right or wrong here. We can't solve everything. How far would you go? What are your limits? What are the values and principles you hold to? How much, is too much? Where would you draw the line?
As a BT, it is crucial to have your own set of values and principles. It is important to know where you stand, and what you would tolerate; as well as the reasons behind it.
Equality does not always mean equity."
I gulpped. This is so true. Nobody said that life is fair. But one thing we do have: a just and merciful God.
I guess Tharman (2007) couldn't put it better:
"... It is your ability and effort that determines success, not who your mother and father are or where you start off from".
Just to prove that I got do my readings hor! *beams*
"Let's say you give back their papers. One student got a B, and the other got an A.
And you know that Student B has a rather hard life - holding down a part-time job or helping out at home, and can only gets an average of 4 or 5 hours of free time per day to complete her schoolwork and to rest. In the meanwhile, Student A is born into a comfortable family. She has no cares or worries, but is comfortably cared for. Eat, sleep, eat, and sleep. She does her school work in an air-conditioned room, and don't have to worry about home or money or whatnots. Her duty is her homework. Her job description is to only study.
And you, with a capacity as their teacher, know that both of them have the same capacity; the same standard. But yet, because Student B has more to shoulder and to juggle, her grades thus suffers as a result. Is this, then, equality?
So then, if we remove all the burdens Student B shoulders, would things be fairer? By the same standard, then, we have to remove all the privileges that Student A enjoys. Are things now, then, fair? Can we do that?
Remember, equality does not always mean equity. In this line, we ought to remember that everybody comes from all different walks of life. Some of them with a silver spoon, while some, fate has thrown them a tough lot.
The most common mistake that people in our line makes, is to assume that everyone starts off from the same footing. Pri 1, Pri 2, Pri 6, then to Sec 1. But the matter of the fact is, no; there's no equal footing. That's life. This is life.
What, then, is your stand? Think about it. As a BT, what would you do? Close one eye and assume that everyone is on the same footing? Or would you fill up the hole first and ensure that everyone is of the same level?
There is no right or wrong here. We can't solve everything. How far would you go? What are your limits? What are the values and principles you hold to? How much, is too much? Where would you draw the line?
As a BT, it is crucial to have your own set of values and principles. It is important to know where you stand, and what you would tolerate; as well as the reasons behind it.
Equality does not always mean equity."
I gulpped. This is so true. Nobody said that life is fair. But one thing we do have: a just and merciful God.
I guess Tharman (2007) couldn't put it better:
"... It is your ability and effort that determines success, not who your mother and father are or where you start off from".
Just to prove that I got do my readings hor! *beams*
Monday, 19 October 2009
STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE
It has arrived! What a damper.
Strawberry shortcake
Blueberry pie
SL, SL
Fight, fight, fight!
I need You even more than before.
Happiness is a state of mind, a way of life.
Strawberry shortcake
Blueberry pie
SL, SL
Fight, fight, fight!
I need You even more than before.
Happiness is a state of mind, a way of life.
Sunday, 18 October 2009
BRAINS
You've got to watch this!
This is absolutely hilarious! This man is wonderful!
Anyway, I think I have more of a man's brain.
For one, I hate to talk about problems and not getting feedbacks. If I talk or share about things, it either means that the particular matter has been on my mind for a fair while or that I need others' help/views/opinions/advices. Otherwise, it is as good as talking to a wall. Search me, but I don't understand why women like to talktalktalk only either.
And, I have the Nothing Box too. I LOVE it. Totally!
OUCH!
Sleeping is becoming a painful event of late. Last night was terribly bad. I logged off at 1am+, and ended up tossing and turning around in bed for about 2hours. The springs hurt the ribcage; and thus i need to flip over now and then. Just when I finally drifted off to dreamland after what seemed like eons, I was rudely awoken because the left hip bone hurt terribly. I rolled over on my back instead.
What is the thing that I need? Oh, man, what is it called? Cushion? Bed protector? Mattress protector? Anyone has any idea where are they available, and the price range? And what good brands - if any - are out there in the market?
I want to get good, quality sleep!
What is the thing that I need? Oh, man, what is it called? Cushion? Bed protector? Mattress protector? Anyone has any idea where are they available, and the price range? And what good brands - if any - are out there in the market?
I want to get good, quality sleep!
Saturday, 17 October 2009
STORM AND RAIN
Chanced upon a friend's tweet.
"Life is not about how you survived the storm, it's about how you danced in the rain."
'Nuff said. It speaks for itself.
WOW!
"Life is not about how you survived the storm, it's about how you danced in the rain."
'Nuff said. It speaks for itself.
WOW!
JOEL'S DREAM CAT
I told Joel I HATE cats. Come to think of it, this might be an understatement. I've always been very anti-feline.
He then showed me this YouTube clip.
I've gotta admit: The cat is CUTE!
He then showed me this YouTube clip.
I've gotta admit: The cat is CUTE!
SUNGEI BULOH MANGROOVE
Malayan Monitor Lizard. (Yyyeeeuuuukkkss!)
Mud Lobster mould! Supposedly to be able to find lobsters under those mud!
Mudskipper.
Pneumatophones.
Can ya spot the Horseshoe Crab?
Crocs!
Archerfish.
Spot the migratory birds?
Malaysia! We were SOOO close!
Plantian Squirrel. Apparently, it's a female. I asked the Prof. how did he manage to tell the genders apart. He said that the male squirrels are UGLIER. Their ears are bigger.
Credits: Photos courtesy of Timothy.
MACRITCHIE
Malayan Monitor Lizard! (yyyeuuuckks! Pui!)
Oppps! Prof. Lum! =)
Termite mould.
Petai flower. Bats suck on petai flowers for nectar. (I LOVE PETAI!!! They taste absolutely wonderful when cooked with chilli padi!)
Long-tailed Macaque.Credits: Photos courtesy of Timothy.
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
RANDOM
I'm blogging through the phone right now. guess what? I had the timing wrong, and thus ended up in campus one hour early than am supposed to. arrgggh... what a klutz!
anyway, I'll be off to MacRitchIe forest at 430pm after lessosnsa ll the way until 730pm. honestly, I don't really feel like going. and it's off to sungeI buloh tomorrow until 530pm. somebody, save me!
anyway, yesterday marks the end of tuition. the kid might be off to visit her family in indonesia and to HK for holidays. thus, there would cbe no tuition during the holidays. kind of sad really, because it means 'byebye' to a source of income. on the good side though, I can finally get some rest. juggling work and tuition twice per week hadn't been easy. and my saturday s arealways hopelessly packed from early morning all the way late into the night. it's nice to be freed up in the mornings on saturdays for a change.
oh... I just realized there's no capital letter after every full stop. hah!
anyway, I'll be off to MacRitchIe forest at 430pm after lessosnsa ll the way until 730pm. honestly, I don't really feel like going. and it's off to sungeI buloh tomorrow until 530pm. somebody, save me!
anyway, yesterday marks the end of tuition. the kid might be off to visit her family in indonesia and to HK for holidays. thus, there would cbe no tuition during the holidays. kind of sad really, because it means 'byebye' to a source of income. on the good side though, I can finally get some rest. juggling work and tuition twice per week hadn't been easy. and my saturday s arealways hopelessly packed from early morning all the way late into the night. it's nice to be freed up in the mornings on saturdays for a change.
oh... I just realized there's no capital letter after every full stop. hah!
MOVE
I lean against my sister's shoulder. "I thought lighting wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice."
"Sure it does," Izzy tells me. "But only if you're too dumb to move."
- Extracted from My Sister's Keeper, Jodi Picoult
The onus is on we ourselves to move on. Or risk getting hit on the same spot over and over again. That's life; life moves on.
Go up a level. Move it.
"Sure it does," Izzy tells me. "But only if you're too dumb to move."
- Extracted from My Sister's Keeper, Jodi Picoult
The onus is on we ourselves to move on. Or risk getting hit on the same spot over and over again. That's life; life moves on.
Go up a level. Move it.
Monday, 12 October 2009
Sunday, 11 October 2009
LOVE AND BATHING
The older man raised his eyebrows, and nodded subtly towards a particular direction. The younger lad followed his gaze and looked behind his shoulders. The TV screen was showing a movie preview. Love Happens.
It was night, and the night was definitely not young; and here I was, at McD.
I glanced at the movie title too, silently reading it out loud in my mind. Love happens.
Love happens? Does love just happen like that? Love is more than an emotion; it is a decision. It is not just about the heart; it involves the HEAD. Love doesn't JUST happen. It takes conscious effort on our own part.
The small, silent, momentary voice in my head was drowned out by the lad's reply. "Does it even exist?" He shrugged his shoulders carelessly, "Even if it does, it's actually more trouble than it's worth, isn't it?"
"For all that matters, is marriage even real in the first place?" The younger lad continued, "Look, if there is no such thing as 'premarital sex', or if one need not get married in order to procreate, or if society does not frown upon things of such nature, would anyone want to get married in the first place?
I doubt so; because marriage is a heavy commitment. Taking on of another's troubles and burdens. Looking out for another. Tying and bonding yourself down to only one. Giving up the entire forest for just one tree; regardless of how that tree turns out to be in years to come. There is no out, no matter how much you regret it. Troublesome; it's a risky gamble; and it's not worth it. Marriage is what people usually do out of the heat of passion, or because it's the social norm, or because of peer pressure, or because the biological clock dictates them to; rather than doing it out of so-called 'real love', rather than realizing that it's a huge, lifetime responsibility that greatly affects one's destiny.
Passion and lust have their own ways of burning itself out real quick in the blinking of an eye. Feelings - and love - usually don't last in the battle against time. Marriage is just nothing more than the physical pleasure. That's why at some point of time, marriages threaten to break down. For one, love fizzles. For two, everyone more or less get married because of a somewhat-hidden propaganda."
"What then," he concluded, "is marriage other than satisfying one's physical pleasure?
Marriage is just - simply put - nothing more than the permission to procreate; the license to lust."
The older man swallowed his mouthful of burger. "Nope," he replied, "Love is not selfish. Marriage is more than enjoying the physical pleasure. You don't get married for what you can get out of another person; you get married to complement the other person. Think of the beginning. Look at Adam and Eve."
"Then, hasn't it occurred to you before, that normally when vows or promises are made, it always stem from something which is undesirable? Like, 'I promise not to eat fast food more than 3 times per week', 'I promise not to oversleep', 'I promise not to lie' and etc." The lad continued, "Yet, there is such a thing as marriage vows when, generally, vows and promises are always towards something undesirable."
"They are...? What?" The man smiled and widen his eyes inquisitively.
"Always a result of something that is of bad or undesirable nature/outcome." The lad repeated.
"Always?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Ok..." The lad hesitated and amended, "Most of the time."
"Think of the first promise ever made." The man prompted, "The very first promise. When God had nothing and no one to vow by, He vowed by Himself. And what does the Bible promises us? That the thoughts of God towards us are nothing but...?" His voice trailed off.
The lad blinked, and softly completed the sentence, "... Good."
My ears perked up. Normal ears recognize a good conversation when they hear one. Absentmindedly, I began to play with the straws. I've never liked carbonated drinks for all reasons possible; but it had been the first thing to pop up in the mind. Luckily I still had enough sense to order a small one.
The man continued, "Remember, this is a broken down world. We are all not perfect; but as long as the train is heading in the right direction - though temporarily crooked it may be - it will nevertheless arrive at the final destination it ought to at the end.
We are all imperfect; but, remember, always go back to the beginning; because it is the only accurate standard to measure by. Think of it this way, now, would you call a handphone, a handphone?"
The lad considered briefly. "No."
"That's right. A handphone is not really a handphone now. It's a PDA; it can access the internet, it can send emails and smses. It can play music; it's a music player. It can take pictures; it's a camera. With all ever increasing functions, a handphone is not really a handphone anymore. But, remember, go back to the beginning. What's the initial purpose of a handphone? Is it not to enable basic communication between two people at different places?"
"This is a broken down world; it has been marred. So, always go back to the beginning, because the beginning is what God had ORIGINALLY intended. It is the only accurate yardstick to measure by. Even the Bible starts with, 'In the beginning...' What does this tell us?"
"Always," he reiterated for good measure, "go back to the beginning."
The lad fell quiet. It marked the closure of the topic. I smiled. All these are revelations, certainly. Momentarily, I wondered if Alexander is here with me, sitting in and listening in to this conversation as well.
I went home later that night. I was in the shower, thinking; if love is so hard, if love hurts, if love fizzles, if love doesn't necessarily reciprocate, then why bother to in the first place?
Love is not just an emotion or a feeling; it is a decision.
If one has to make it a daily choice to decide to love, then maybe - perhaps - it's really a lot of trouble. It literally implies a sturdy perseverance to choose to love every day.
Heck, love doesn't even carry the promise to last.
I was in the shower, then I realized; you know what? Neither does bathing.
Which is why we recommend it at least once daily.
It was night, and the night was definitely not young; and here I was, at McD.
I glanced at the movie title too, silently reading it out loud in my mind. Love happens.
Love happens? Does love just happen like that? Love is more than an emotion; it is a decision. It is not just about the heart; it involves the HEAD. Love doesn't JUST happen. It takes conscious effort on our own part.
The small, silent, momentary voice in my head was drowned out by the lad's reply. "Does it even exist?" He shrugged his shoulders carelessly, "Even if it does, it's actually more trouble than it's worth, isn't it?"
"For all that matters, is marriage even real in the first place?" The younger lad continued, "Look, if there is no such thing as 'premarital sex', or if one need not get married in order to procreate, or if society does not frown upon things of such nature, would anyone want to get married in the first place?
I doubt so; because marriage is a heavy commitment. Taking on of another's troubles and burdens. Looking out for another. Tying and bonding yourself down to only one. Giving up the entire forest for just one tree; regardless of how that tree turns out to be in years to come. There is no out, no matter how much you regret it. Troublesome; it's a risky gamble; and it's not worth it. Marriage is what people usually do out of the heat of passion, or because it's the social norm, or because of peer pressure, or because the biological clock dictates them to; rather than doing it out of so-called 'real love', rather than realizing that it's a huge, lifetime responsibility that greatly affects one's destiny.
Passion and lust have their own ways of burning itself out real quick in the blinking of an eye. Feelings - and love - usually don't last in the battle against time. Marriage is just nothing more than the physical pleasure. That's why at some point of time, marriages threaten to break down. For one, love fizzles. For two, everyone more or less get married because of a somewhat-hidden propaganda."
"What then," he concluded, "is marriage other than satisfying one's physical pleasure?
Marriage is just - simply put - nothing more than the permission to procreate; the license to lust."
The older man swallowed his mouthful of burger. "Nope," he replied, "Love is not selfish. Marriage is more than enjoying the physical pleasure. You don't get married for what you can get out of another person; you get married to complement the other person. Think of the beginning. Look at Adam and Eve."
"Then, hasn't it occurred to you before, that normally when vows or promises are made, it always stem from something which is undesirable? Like, 'I promise not to eat fast food more than 3 times per week', 'I promise not to oversleep', 'I promise not to lie' and etc." The lad continued, "Yet, there is such a thing as marriage vows when, generally, vows and promises are always towards something undesirable."
"They are...? What?" The man smiled and widen his eyes inquisitively.
"Always a result of something that is of bad or undesirable nature/outcome." The lad repeated.
"Always?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Ok..." The lad hesitated and amended, "Most of the time."
"Think of the first promise ever made." The man prompted, "The very first promise. When God had nothing and no one to vow by, He vowed by Himself. And what does the Bible promises us? That the thoughts of God towards us are nothing but...?" His voice trailed off.
The lad blinked, and softly completed the sentence, "... Good."
My ears perked up. Normal ears recognize a good conversation when they hear one. Absentmindedly, I began to play with the straws. I've never liked carbonated drinks for all reasons possible; but it had been the first thing to pop up in the mind. Luckily I still had enough sense to order a small one.
The man continued, "Remember, this is a broken down world. We are all not perfect; but as long as the train is heading in the right direction - though temporarily crooked it may be - it will nevertheless arrive at the final destination it ought to at the end.
We are all imperfect; but, remember, always go back to the beginning; because it is the only accurate standard to measure by. Think of it this way, now, would you call a handphone, a handphone?"
The lad considered briefly. "No."
"That's right. A handphone is not really a handphone now. It's a PDA; it can access the internet, it can send emails and smses. It can play music; it's a music player. It can take pictures; it's a camera. With all ever increasing functions, a handphone is not really a handphone anymore. But, remember, go back to the beginning. What's the initial purpose of a handphone? Is it not to enable basic communication between two people at different places?"
"This is a broken down world; it has been marred. So, always go back to the beginning, because the beginning is what God had ORIGINALLY intended. It is the only accurate yardstick to measure by. Even the Bible starts with, 'In the beginning...' What does this tell us?"
"Always," he reiterated for good measure, "go back to the beginning."
The lad fell quiet. It marked the closure of the topic. I smiled. All these are revelations, certainly. Momentarily, I wondered if Alexander is here with me, sitting in and listening in to this conversation as well.
I went home later that night. I was in the shower, thinking; if love is so hard, if love hurts, if love fizzles, if love doesn't necessarily reciprocate, then why bother to in the first place?
Love is not just an emotion or a feeling; it is a decision.
If one has to make it a daily choice to decide to love, then maybe - perhaps - it's really a lot of trouble. It literally implies a sturdy perseverance to choose to love every day.
Heck, love doesn't even carry the promise to last.
I was in the shower, then I realized; you know what? Neither does bathing.
Which is why we recommend it at least once daily.
Friday, 9 October 2009
MARINE!!!
Don't they just look exactly like grapes?
The sea poison fruit. Apparently, some lala-people in some lala-village in some lala-country would ground up the poisonous seeds and feed it to the fishes. The dead fishes are then cooked for consumption. As the poison residing in the carcasses are protein in nature, heating (i.e. cooking) the dead fishes would destroy (i.e. denature) the protein-poison at the same time.
Ok, I think so. Or at least, this is the message which our tutor was trying to convey, I THINK.
Ok, I think so. Or at least, this is the message which our tutor was trying to convey, I THINK.
I don't know what. Ermmm.. Top shell?
It's not sai; even though it really resembles one. It's a sea cucumber! It squirts water, I tell you. Frighten it enough, and it might even spill its guts out (its' own natural mechanism to distract predators)!
It's not sai; even though it really resembles one. It's a sea cucumber! It squirts water, I tell you. Frighten it enough, and it might even spill its guts out (its' own natural mechanism to distract predators)!
Hermit crab.
A certain type of green algae.
Another type of green algae. 
Green algae + cyanobacteria.
Yet ANOTHER type of green algae; except that this one is edible raw. It is very crunchy, with a lil' bitter aftertaste, really.
Red algae.
Brown algae.
Cat's eye snail.
Sea snails.
Smooth periwinkle snail.
Smooth periwinkle and rough periwinkle.
Sea sponge!
Brittle star.
Can ya spot the sea slug? Sea slugs are excellent camouflagers, but this is an easy one!
Sea slug flipped over.
Have I ever mentioned? I LOVE Mother Nature! I love the wildlife!
INTRIGUING! AWED!
I would love to go snorkeling in Langkawi/Bintan/you-name-it someday! But before that, I've got to learn how to swim. Grrr...
Credits: Photos courtesy of Pecilius and Timothy!
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