I would say that I am a rather fortunate person, on the whole. Yeongmin and Weijuan, nearly two years ago, said that I should be happy with what I have. Shiqi said something like I should be more gracious and give thanks, and Xiangting mentioned before that I should treasure what I have. This makes literally four generations of OMC people. And I agree with them.
A lot of blogs that I read involve the author complaining about their lives. At least, one particular blog's author that I bookmarked likes to do that. A lot. I however, refrain from doing that, for I feel that it is uncool to keep on just talking about your hard times on your blog.
Hall life
I shall start with Hall life, which is what I value most of all in my life, and which there exists the most self talk arguments that I have with myself (in other words, the part of my life that I value most and also want the most out of).
I have, not a good roommie, but TWO roommies, two EXCELLENT roommies. If roommies can be graded like modules, WenHan and Kai Leong get an A+, no two way about that. My current roommie, though only a temporary one, also deserves an A- at least. Looking at how others quarrel with their roommies, from issues like what type of music to play in the room to big things like fights, I am really glad of my roommies.
I have good friends, friends who can really talk to, and talk openly to. This is something that people, esp most of all "popular" people, lack. They have too much on their mind to "maintain" their image, until they can't really be themselves. I thank them, I dun want to mention names, you know who you are, for helping me through all these hard times.
I have IH and IVP, though I admit, not having a main com in Hall is one of the greatest setbacks, disappointments, and regrets of my Hall life.
Family
I have a good and complete family. I have parents who do not use financial dependence as a weapon against me, allowing me to chase my dreams without fear of being cut behind. I also have three bonus relatives staying with me.
Health
I have a healthy body. I have no handicap or whatever issues except the one that I have mentioned. In addition, my endurance is unlimited. No matter how much I stretch myself, I can always do it.
School work
I have a course that is precisely my cup of tea. Consequently, even without studying much, I can still do passably.
Ok that is about all, I am happy to say that, fucked up though my life now is, at least, the basic things are all in, and I am fortunate, in that sense.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Fundamental Theorem of Talking Cock
For any x in the real world, if x is in the empty set, x is anything in the world.
Proof:
To prove me wrong, first find an x that is in the empty set. It is impossible to do so. Since you can't, therefore you can't prove that I am wrong. QED.
Application:
SPMS DND Question: Hypothetically, if you were an animal, what animal would you be, and why?
SPMS Queen answered: I would be a swan etc.
I would have answered: It doesn't matter. I can be any animal, real or imaginary, for any reason, and it will still be correct. By the Fundamental Theorem of Talking Cock, the statement is vacuously true.
Proof:
To prove me wrong, first find an x that is in the empty set. It is impossible to do so. Since you can't, therefore you can't prove that I am wrong. QED.
Application:
SPMS DND Question: Hypothetically, if you were an animal, what animal would you be, and why?
SPMS Queen answered: I would be a swan etc.
I would have answered: It doesn't matter. I can be any animal, real or imaginary, for any reason, and it will still be correct. By the Fundamental Theorem of Talking Cock, the statement is vacuously true.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
A closer look at the word fuck
In response to the article that has been around for some time and recently circulated around Facebook, on the many uses of the word fuck, I have decided to add on to it to further study the reasons behind the famous F word having so many uses.
The word fuck is a word that has dubious backgrounds. Some sources say that it is derived from the German word "frichen", others say it is Latin or Old English for sex. Of course it may be both, and in addition those who believe in Latin origins say it was meant, ironically, as a censor word, though it turned out to be a much harsher vulgarity these days than the anchor word. Additionally, "Tall" Shufen has commented that fuck is now a universal word, as it can be a front hook to almost every other English word.
As an algebraist, naturally I am not contented with merely accepting the saying that fuck is a universal word, and have decided to study the properties of fuck, for this is the purpose of a mathematician and an algebraist, to study not just what and how things are, but why they are so by means of their properties.
Fuck is a popular word, primarily because of its social unacceptance as a taboo. Almost every language that has a word isomorphic to fuck has labelled the equivalent word as a vulgarity, a swear word, or simply a "bad" word. Chinese has no direct translation for fuck, but her many dialects nearly all have, the ones commonly heard in Singapore coffeeshops include Hokkien KNN, Cantonese TLLM or TNM, Teochew PB and etc, all of which are considered very vulgar words. The Chinese word "kan" is sometimes taken to be the Chinese equivalent of fuck with the same sound, and the word "kan" means "to do", usually in a particularly forceful and / or violent way. As fuck does not sufficiently nor necessarily imply violence involved, I therefore claim that this translation is not very good. The power and beauty of fuck comes from the fact that it is a vulgarity, and so by the forbidden fruit theory, people like using it even more, even if they face opposition in doing so. In terms of power, fuck is much stronger a swear word than shit, which unlimits its use.
Another property of fuck that makes it popular and powerful is the fact that it is one syllable long, only. This makes it a lot better a swear word when you need an interjection that only involves one syllabus. Conversely, "curses" and "damn it" are both two syllable, while fuck takes half the amount of time to shoot out. Consequently, it is much easier to say fuck when you are surprised than any other swear word.
The fact that fuck starts with the letter F and ends with the letter K also gives it additional tactical manipulativity. The K makes words like "fucker" and "fucking" much easier to pronounce, compared with "shiter" and "shitting" for example. Even when we need to use the word shitting in its conventional meaning, it is already not easy to pronounce.
There are still a lot of people who are unwilling to take in the word. In my opinion, I think that guys who scold fuck are neither better nor worse than other guys, but girls who scold fuck are real elegant and hot, for they have the moral courage to do so. When a guy does it, that is sort of expected, however, when a girl swears, the electric effect of affection, respect and sometimes even attraction, results immediately.
The word fuck is a word that has dubious backgrounds. Some sources say that it is derived from the German word "frichen", others say it is Latin or Old English for sex. Of course it may be both, and in addition those who believe in Latin origins say it was meant, ironically, as a censor word, though it turned out to be a much harsher vulgarity these days than the anchor word. Additionally, "Tall" Shufen has commented that fuck is now a universal word, as it can be a front hook to almost every other English word.
As an algebraist, naturally I am not contented with merely accepting the saying that fuck is a universal word, and have decided to study the properties of fuck, for this is the purpose of a mathematician and an algebraist, to study not just what and how things are, but why they are so by means of their properties.
Fuck is a popular word, primarily because of its social unacceptance as a taboo. Almost every language that has a word isomorphic to fuck has labelled the equivalent word as a vulgarity, a swear word, or simply a "bad" word. Chinese has no direct translation for fuck, but her many dialects nearly all have, the ones commonly heard in Singapore coffeeshops include Hokkien KNN, Cantonese TLLM or TNM, Teochew PB and etc, all of which are considered very vulgar words. The Chinese word "kan" is sometimes taken to be the Chinese equivalent of fuck with the same sound, and the word "kan" means "to do", usually in a particularly forceful and / or violent way. As fuck does not sufficiently nor necessarily imply violence involved, I therefore claim that this translation is not very good. The power and beauty of fuck comes from the fact that it is a vulgarity, and so by the forbidden fruit theory, people like using it even more, even if they face opposition in doing so. In terms of power, fuck is much stronger a swear word than shit, which unlimits its use.
Another property of fuck that makes it popular and powerful is the fact that it is one syllable long, only. This makes it a lot better a swear word when you need an interjection that only involves one syllabus. Conversely, "curses" and "damn it" are both two syllable, while fuck takes half the amount of time to shoot out. Consequently, it is much easier to say fuck when you are surprised than any other swear word.
The fact that fuck starts with the letter F and ends with the letter K also gives it additional tactical manipulativity. The K makes words like "fucker" and "fucking" much easier to pronounce, compared with "shiter" and "shitting" for example. Even when we need to use the word shitting in its conventional meaning, it is already not easy to pronounce.
There are still a lot of people who are unwilling to take in the word. In my opinion, I think that guys who scold fuck are neither better nor worse than other guys, but girls who scold fuck are real elegant and hot, for they have the moral courage to do so. When a guy does it, that is sort of expected, however, when a girl swears, the electric effect of affection, respect and sometimes even attraction, results immediately.
Monday, October 5, 2009
I am upset
I am upset, not in the crude sense, but cos I waited two long years for what I felt was worth waiting, and still it was no good.
Those who understand this, good. Those who dun, stop trying to guess, it is more complicated than u ever imagine.
Those who understand this, good. Those who dun, stop trying to guess, it is more complicated than u ever imagine.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Fitting into society
Frankly speaking right, I dun really see the need to fit into society. Where it doesn't matter that is.
I think it is totally cool to be different. Totally cool to be extreme. Totally cool to be a person so full of confidence that the world's views does not matter to u.
Look at the DHS couple on Facebook for instance. I respect them. BGR in DHS is expressively forbidden by school rules. Any BGR in DHS is grounds for a major offence. In the worst case, it could be grounds for immediate explusion. I dun want to point fingers at who is the fucker who invented this rule. I also dun want to blame those people who helped enforce the rule, eg Mr Kiw, discipline master of DHS, for I believe they have their difficulties, at least I assume so. However, I do GREATLY respect those people who disregarded this rule, and all rules in general.
Not only did this couple date illegally while in DHS, but they also published their feat on Facebook for the whole world to see. I respect this. This is what I call moral courage, whatever else other people may contradict. One must agree that they dared to do what they wanted, regardless of rules.
Actually, we all do love a rebel, don't we? I dare say, that deep within each Hall 2 resident, is an Ah Beng and Ah Lian. We all love to see establishment crumple. We all get a certain amount of kick from seeing rules broken, from seeing that we are stronger, fiercer, and more superior than those who try to oppress us. WE HAVE PRIDE.
So I dun care about fitting into society. Not at all. Unless, it matters. Unless, I need to fit into society so that I can get something that I want. Otherwise, I seriously dun care too much.
I am a person with so much fire inside me, who knows so clearly what I want, and who draws the line between what I want and what I do not want so clearly, that for those things that I want, "brave frost and flame" is an understatement of what I am willing to do. And for those things that I do not want, I seriously dun care about them. For an example, I totally dun give a fucking damn about socializing with the people in my MAS classes. I dun need people to accept me unless I need them to accept me.
I think it is totally cool to be different. Totally cool to be extreme. Totally cool to be a person so full of confidence that the world's views does not matter to u.
Look at the DHS couple on Facebook for instance. I respect them. BGR in DHS is expressively forbidden by school rules. Any BGR in DHS is grounds for a major offence. In the worst case, it could be grounds for immediate explusion. I dun want to point fingers at who is the fucker who invented this rule. I also dun want to blame those people who helped enforce the rule, eg Mr Kiw, discipline master of DHS, for I believe they have their difficulties, at least I assume so. However, I do GREATLY respect those people who disregarded this rule, and all rules in general.
Not only did this couple date illegally while in DHS, but they also published their feat on Facebook for the whole world to see. I respect this. This is what I call moral courage, whatever else other people may contradict. One must agree that they dared to do what they wanted, regardless of rules.
Actually, we all do love a rebel, don't we? I dare say, that deep within each Hall 2 resident, is an Ah Beng and Ah Lian. We all love to see establishment crumple. We all get a certain amount of kick from seeing rules broken, from seeing that we are stronger, fiercer, and more superior than those who try to oppress us. WE HAVE PRIDE.
So I dun care about fitting into society. Not at all. Unless, it matters. Unless, I need to fit into society so that I can get something that I want. Otherwise, I seriously dun care too much.
I am a person with so much fire inside me, who knows so clearly what I want, and who draws the line between what I want and what I do not want so clearly, that for those things that I want, "brave frost and flame" is an understatement of what I am willing to do. And for those things that I do not want, I seriously dun care about them. For an example, I totally dun give a fucking damn about socializing with the people in my MAS classes. I dun need people to accept me unless I need them to accept me.
Robbie is outside my room
It is raining outside and Robbie came into the block to take shelter from getting wet.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
A message to all those who find me weird
I know a lot of people find me weird. The first thing that I am going to say here is that I am not weird. I am just another person on the streets. The second thing that I am going to say is that I get real pissed off when people find me weird, say that I am weird, tell others that I am weird, etc, because I am not weird and this is seriously a form of slander to me.
Anyway, the point is that I have decided to impose some restrictions on those people who STILL insist that they find me weird.
1. Those who find me weird, dun fucking ask me all those real analysis, complex analysis and regression analysis questions.
There are some people in SPMS, I dun want to mention names, but these people know who you are, who find me weird, dun like me, dun like to talk to me. I tell them what to do in order to do well this sem, also did not follow. To this, I cannot interfere. Everyone is entitled to an opinion, and everyone is entitled to hold on to opinions that are wrong. I tell you that these opinions are wrong, but you are entitled to not believe me. Yet, these people ask me questions about school work.
My advice to these people is, fuck off.
Seriously.
Not that I dun want to help. But it is that even if I explain to you, you also will not understand. Since you think that I am weird, and I can't even convince you that I am not weird, then I think whatever I explain you all will also not understand. So fuck off and dun waste my time.
These people, you know who you are. You dun want to be my friend, then dun come and ask me stuff. I dun like people to make use of me. Go and ask those people that you like, respect, admire, find attractive, idolize, feel for, adore, whatever. Those superficial people.
Let me end this by saying that my so called weirdness, which means thinking deep and thinking more than others, is a NECESSARY condition for doing well in real analysis and all that.
2. Those who find me weird, believe what you think.
Another very idiotic behaviour. People find me weird, yet they "analyze" me like a normal person. For example the clique in SPMS with those two idiotic, cheap, brainless guys, you know which one I am referring to. If you think that I am weird, fucking stop analyzing me the way you analyze normal people. Since under your assumption I am weird, then I should not be normal, right?
Therefore, stop claiming that I like that person, whatever you may think that my body language may show. I may add here that my body language rarely if ever shows what I am truly and really thinking, so STOP TRYING TO READ MY GESTURES! If you think that I am normal, I am telling you, stop trying to read my gestures, for they are rarely accurate. If you think that I am weird, well, then I think you should be thinking that weird people will have different set of body language, gestures, whatever, so stop thinking that my body language is going to be anywhere similar to "normal" people, will you? Perhaps "normal" people "signal" their feelings for others in this way, but I can tell you lah, I dun.
If you are lost in what I am saying, just take this last sentence. I am SERIOUSLY not interested in her, so STOP talking amongst yourselves, thinking that I do.
3. Those who think that I am weird, dun fucking ask me to act as a "spokesperson" with the lecturers.
I dun think I want to explain this. But I have had enough of this.
In summary, those who find that I am weird, dun ask me for help. Ask those not weird people that you so like, those who spend so much time on being politically correct that they have no time to study. I can only say, they deserve it. Those who wish to find out why I appear to be weird, my line is always open.
Anyway, the point is that I have decided to impose some restrictions on those people who STILL insist that they find me weird.
1. Those who find me weird, dun fucking ask me all those real analysis, complex analysis and regression analysis questions.
There are some people in SPMS, I dun want to mention names, but these people know who you are, who find me weird, dun like me, dun like to talk to me. I tell them what to do in order to do well this sem, also did not follow. To this, I cannot interfere. Everyone is entitled to an opinion, and everyone is entitled to hold on to opinions that are wrong. I tell you that these opinions are wrong, but you are entitled to not believe me. Yet, these people ask me questions about school work.
My advice to these people is, fuck off.
Seriously.
Not that I dun want to help. But it is that even if I explain to you, you also will not understand. Since you think that I am weird, and I can't even convince you that I am not weird, then I think whatever I explain you all will also not understand. So fuck off and dun waste my time.
These people, you know who you are. You dun want to be my friend, then dun come and ask me stuff. I dun like people to make use of me. Go and ask those people that you like, respect, admire, find attractive, idolize, feel for, adore, whatever. Those superficial people.
Let me end this by saying that my so called weirdness, which means thinking deep and thinking more than others, is a NECESSARY condition for doing well in real analysis and all that.
2. Those who find me weird, believe what you think.
Another very idiotic behaviour. People find me weird, yet they "analyze" me like a normal person. For example the clique in SPMS with those two idiotic, cheap, brainless guys, you know which one I am referring to. If you think that I am weird, fucking stop analyzing me the way you analyze normal people. Since under your assumption I am weird, then I should not be normal, right?
Therefore, stop claiming that I like that person, whatever you may think that my body language may show. I may add here that my body language rarely if ever shows what I am truly and really thinking, so STOP TRYING TO READ MY GESTURES! If you think that I am normal, I am telling you, stop trying to read my gestures, for they are rarely accurate. If you think that I am weird, well, then I think you should be thinking that weird people will have different set of body language, gestures, whatever, so stop thinking that my body language is going to be anywhere similar to "normal" people, will you? Perhaps "normal" people "signal" their feelings for others in this way, but I can tell you lah, I dun.
If you are lost in what I am saying, just take this last sentence. I am SERIOUSLY not interested in her, so STOP talking amongst yourselves, thinking that I do.
3. Those who think that I am weird, dun fucking ask me to act as a "spokesperson" with the lecturers.
I dun think I want to explain this. But I have had enough of this.
In summary, those who find that I am weird, dun ask me for help. Ask those not weird people that you so like, those who spend so much time on being politically correct that they have no time to study. I can only say, they deserve it. Those who wish to find out why I appear to be weird, my line is always open.
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