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Friday, February 27, 2009
At the slightest touch
of a damp evening breeze,
the flower breaks free
from its stalk.
It falls towards the ground,
gracefully dancing during descent.
A single ballerina,
with the sky as her backdrop.
Finally landing ever so gently
amongst the soft blades of grass.
The layer of flowers that litter the ground,
reminiscent of a oil painting of white and pink against green.
As the sun sets,
casting its red-orange glow,
more flowers fall
in the quiet April breeze.
Hall X and XI is probably one of the most scenic spots in NTU, especially at this time of the year, where the flowers come into bloom. It is a pleasant sight to see the white and pink spotted trees and the field around them freckled with the fallen flowers. I suppose you can call it Singapore's cherry blossoms.
Sometimes I think that "arts" people look down on "science" people, because they cannot "appreciate aesthetic beauty". I guess that's one of the reason why people cringe when I say I'm a physics major, because to them, it's dull and boring. However, while a scientist (mathematicians included) might not always have the vocabulary to express the aesthetic beauty of something in words, they see it and appreciate it nonetheless.
In fact, I believe a scientist's appreciation goes beyond that of mere "wow, that's beautiful". A scientist inquires and asks why. He seeks to gain an understanding of what's happening. Some people might say "but knowing takes the intrigue out of it..." But I don't think so. I think a scientific understanding of something only allows me to appreciate something better and with more clarity. This is a belief Feynman held as well.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Hey Baby, it's actually past the day of our fifth year but i haven't gone to sleep so it isn't tmr yet.
Anyway, I finished the day late and i couldn't find an open cake shop to buy the tiramisu we promised to have together, but i did manage to find a just-about-to-close starbucks and I did manage to get an oreo cheesecake from them...
And here's a video of me singing I'm Yours by Jason Mraz, specially dedicated to you. I'd just like to let you know that I'm Yours. Five years might seem like a long time together to some, but it's just a small portion of the rest of the time that we're going to spend together... I love you dear.
On a side note, I managed to take a picture of the Kembangan Sheltered Walkway Tuxuedo Cat. I think it's gotten fatter but it's hard to tell since it's a ball here.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Today is Valentine's Day.
The following video is dedicated to my darling who is currently in Japan. I love you and miss you so much. My voice is really high here because I didn't have a harmonica in G so I sang it in A so don't be freaked if I sound frighteningly unmanly.
Tree Hugger
Featuring -
Wei Ren on Vocals and Harmonica
Jason on Guitar and Unseen
Hugh on His Feet and Dancing
Monday, February 9, 2009
I'm bored. For some reason, I feel extremely restless. I'm supposed to be studying linear algebra now, but for some reason, it seems boring to me at this point in time.
I've just come noticed a few things that really bite at my impatient self. In the past few days, while doing my tutorials, I realised that I'm doing all sorts of shit that are so far removed from real life, or real physics for that matter. It's like playing a game. "Find the resistance of this doog shaped wire", "Prove that for all real numbers of x, that the series tends to infinity even though it's bloody obvious".... I don't know... Maybe it's just a phase. Maybe I'll stop bitching when I do my lab modules next sem. Maybe I'll bitch about lab when I do my lab modules next sem.
Maybe I need a hobby. A hobby where I can at least make something and apply my brain at the same time..... Which reminds me... I've still got that diorama for that last gundam model I made. Plus I still have 4 unopened kits. Here's the problem, I'd like to resume making model kits, but I keep having this nagging feeling that I should be studying (and I really should).... Which leads me to feel bored all over again.
On the issue of studies, I realised that I've been really careless with my work. Even though I can do most of my tutorials (specifically math), the tutor always makes me realise a very fundamental conceptual mistake which worries me. I'm going to have to spend more time during reccess week working out all these small kinks in my concept.
Sigh.... I'm very unsure about this sem... Part of me thinks that I have a chance in doing well.... The other part thinks it's all going to slip right through my fingers.... Well, what can we do about it? Sure or unsure, we have no choice but to press on.... To all who feel the same way, hang in there.....
____________________________________________________________________________________Sunday, February 1, 2009
This is a poem that I heard in Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. Even though the humour was super crass, I found the poem really really sweet.
I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
-David Feinberg
I know, I'm such a geek.....
