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Friday, February 02, 2007 10:29 pm

Must stop this mania(c).


Either mathematical cells in my brain are getting killed by a plague, or it's just that my head boots up extremely slow now; My calculating abilities are failing me.
I now take longer to count. My fingers sweep across the buttons of the calculator so slowly that I am sure that the Chinese fella in the medical hall can count faster with that ancient abacus.
Maybe it's the lack of sleep. Or is it simply that my mind is breaking down. No, it's not brain dead. If it dies on me, I will be sitting my O's when you all are in your golden years.
Mathematics was rather off the book today. The teacher went on off a tangent about Fibonacci equation and the Golden Ratio.
For narcissists out there, the golden ratio that the scientists have calculated out is 1.6 plus. To give it a shot, measure the length of your nose (Side of 1 nostril to the other) and the length of your mouth. Simply divide the latter by the former. My result averaged around 1.53. Glen fared less well with around 1.4
But. A word of advice. I don't believe in it. I think if you want to get hitched, you need more than good looks. And of course, the money doesn't count that much either. Does it?
I hated Physics today. If Varella plays such a nasty trick on me again, I will make sure that he has an April Fool's Day to remember.
And because of the mock SPA, I used every blinking swear word I knew. I had better repent. =|
Did some weird NE quiz today.
I managed to construct the Kallang Airport, Changi Airport, One Fullerton (dirt cheap to build it), Jurong Industrial Park, Keppel Terminal, Government House...
You could see that I am slanted towards the political and technological and economical side. I had completely neglected about social importance and cultures. No, wait, I think I constructed a mosque as well.
Anyway, I graduated, after 200 years, as an Expert Engineer. Not bad for someone who just commands an armada of heavy tanks and jets to completely wipe the enemy of the map in C&C Generals.
Other than that, I have nothing to smile about for today.
I guess the solemn side of me is back again.
Moody.
Crossed.
Frustrated.
Tired.
Sickened.
Angered.
Infuriated.
Poignant
Insecure? ha.
I don't know.
But now, at least I can laugh more easily.
Smile more easily.
Get angered less quickly.
And I don't pull punches either.
=)

this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.