Ed @ Friday, Aug. 25, 2006 * 11:59pm

heya guys! Just wanna say a big big big thank you to all of you for making my 18th bday such a memorable one! Was really touched by the big card that i got :D so thx to all of you wonderful classmates! As our prelims and As draw near, let us treasure the little time we have left together as a class!
Thx once again!!

Lighting up another's life @ Friday, Aug. 25, 2006 * 9:28 pm

People say comet sightings and meteor sightings are something special.

A solitary comet, lost in his solitary navigation through the dark emptiness of space, continues to speed on, unsure of which direction is forward, uncertain about his journey, his destination. Slowly but surely, the fire in him is consumed, slowly but surely he knows that it will come to an end soon; he would come to a rest, settling in the ever-expanding universe that encapsulates him. He would come to a rest inside the sarcophagus that is slowly but surely encapsulating him, but for now, he had to keep on going, his solitary journey speeding on…

AD 2005… Someone once asked her, if she would give anything to see a comet descend upon the Earth harmlessly, offering her to take her on an inter-galactic thrill ride, to see the wonders of the universe. As a little girl, she loved astronomy, often staring into the unyielding night sky, secrets unyielding, mystery unrevealing. She wanted to be an astronaut, oh-so dearly, to embark on a tour of the universe in that spaceship of hers. She longed to escape from the confinements of the invisible force that keeps her to the ground. Like a jealous lover, the harder she tugged against the force, returned with an equally immense reaction. Eventually, she grew tired of playing tug-o-war, resigning herself to waiting till 1 day, a celestial object would bring her away from this place. From the relatively high heights of her 30th storey apartment flat window, she would stretch, reaching out, as if trying to pluck the twinkling, shimmering stars off the deep blue background, and add them to her impressive collection of constellations and stickers. She told herself that she would wait by the window, for a comet to drop into her room, for her to hitch a ride away…

The wantaway comet did not know what he was doing, crusing through infinite space at breakneck speed, generating waves and waves of brilliant cosmic rays in all directions, emitting heat and illuminating the vacuum space with momentarily fluctuations of light and darkness. He was burning himself up, he’s tired of traveling aimlessly, he’s willing himself to consume every last ounce of fusion energy inside him, so that he can finally rest…

Ad 2006… On her 18th Birthday, she received her first present that she truly values, a telescope. With her newfound device, the girl further sank into her obsession for her rendezvous with a comet. She locked herself into her room, eagled-eyes never leaving the telescope lens, peering into the deep blue canopy, searching, praying for a speck of hope, a glimmer of some distant light that would answer her call…

Wake up!! Your seeing something across the night sky! No, its not the red beeps of a commercial airliner. Its blinking, maybe winking at you! Open your eyes now! U cant just fall asleep, not when you know you would have to wait another 10000years to see him again! See, its increasing in size and intensity… It’s coming at you! Wake up now!

Excited, she casted her telescope away, eyes pressed against the thin silhouette of the black night window, squinting. She reached out her hands slowly, but surely, inexorably, towards that distant glimmer of light.

The energy in the comet is dwindling at an exponential rate. He feels his time is up. No, not now. Its not time yet. I’m not resting in a sarcophagus made of nothing! All this time spent, going nowhere. No, My final resting place will be there, that faraway little blue and green sphere in front of me. Give me another 3months and I assure u I’ll rest finally, if you wish.

But time is, and never was, on the side of the separated. The neutral, omniscient observer notices that time dilation due to the near-light velocity of the comet in fact slows down its speed of approach to Earth. But time goes by slowly for those who wait. In her jet-black eyes, the only thing dilating are her pupils, and not even time would impair her meeting with the speck of light in the night sky.

He could feel a numbing coldness deep inside the plasma filled core. It’s increasingly difficult to move forward, towards his final destination. He struggles on his way forward… though he knows his fate…. Counting down

Across the night sky, she reached across the stretch of black, her two fingers positioned like tweezers, shivering in trepidation, as she closes them around the speck, no its now a ball of light. SNAP. The fingers came into contact with each other…

…Abruptly, the ball of light expanded, flashing the night sky with a millisecond of brilliance of luminosity. Then as suddenly as it came, it went. The deep blue canopy was what that remained of her brief encounter with celestial heaven. Unbeknownst to her, her pair of eyes were the only pair that was focused upon the inconspicuous speck of light as it died out.

She would have to wait another 10000years. But she’s satisfied. Closing her weary, tearing eyes, she lay down on her bed adjacent to her, taking a long while before lapsing into a deep sleep, allowing the invisible force inside her to take her away, to a place far away, never to awake again. Beside her, a candle, at the end of its lifespan, flickered brightly for a moment, reluctant to die out, and then extinguish itself gently into the night.

The next day, the girl was pronounced dead, having succumbed to cancer of the brain.
…

If one has to wait all one’s life, for that one opportunity to implode like a fireball, exhausting one’s lifeforce, to feed another, to light up another's life, even if its just ONE other life, will it be worth the wait?

reply to yinchu! @ Sunday, Aug. 20, 2006 * 8:13 pm

err no larh i got photos from pple like charlene peiguan peishan kep etcetc C=

to link TO images type a href="yourimagelink" in pointed brackets, then the text that u want the link to appear as, then /a

to insert an image type img src="yourimagelink"

to upload images. errr cannot upload straight to the blog server cus this account is a free account. u can go photobucket to get an account to host ur images online... im using photobucket to host all my images currently C=

Minimus @ Saturday, Aug. 19, 2006 * 11:47 pm

hey chee gake,
long time never check class blog, didn't even knew we had to do a poster until it appeared at class bence. i guess it was a one person effort? Well done.

p.s. i forgot the code to link to images
pps can this web upload images from harddrive?

chEezy~ @ Thursday, Aug. 17, 2006 * 12:36 am

hullo! since zp blogged it's my turn again! [since we've been blogging alternately since i dunnowhen zzzzzz]

anw zp!! i cant believe it my msn screw up the msg history was gonee grrrr. so much for wasting my brain cells on the topic of luck/chance/probability/cycles

owells.

anw!!!! i sent the final prom page over to the council people alr! sorry to those who wanted to edit the thing. not my fault la i ask u pple to send me the pix so long ago den no one sent except charl and peish and pea. hMph!.

click here to see the final piece!

lala! will be going back to school soon i think C= but i rather stay home and mug actually I SPENT AN HOUR ON ONE PHY WAVES LONG QUESTION i cant believe it i need more prac. grrrr

gd luck fer tmr [or rather today's] chem lect test! [though i highly doubt anyone will see this b4 the test. O.o]

im rambling.. hmm.

A letter to Fate @ Wednesday, Aug. 16, 2006 * 12:17 am

Dear Fate,

I miss u so much. The other time we had a lengthy chat, u managed to convince me tat taking trip sci was the right choice to take. Looking back then, Im still sure ive taken the right decision. Rmb when we first got acquainted in primary 5, when i first popped the question to u? I asked u if u could explain to me wat luck was, and u told me "luck is everywhere." Then i tot it was reasonable...my naive mind reasoning tat in fact i was lucky to be in sg, lucky to get into NYPS (rmbed all the parents crying in P1 when they got screwed in the category B2 lottery), lucky to get into GEP, lucky to meet all the pple ive met, lucky to be smart?, lucky to be able to converse abt luck with urs truly the creator of luck.

Then i discovered probability, magnum opus of Laplace. Then it seemed like someone else had already discovered wat luck is and infact represented it in teh form of maths!!!! Then maths struck me with so much curiosity tat it engulfed me for a good 2 years, while i struggled to find out wat exactly probability is. After 2 years it became clear to me tat maths is beautiful in its idealism. It assumes infinity is a concept and yet uses it in calculation and limits. It bypasses dead ends by digging a hole underneath it. But realli? is probability luck? Tday i received an ans during maths tut. If the probability of p being successful is p%, does it mean p has p% luck? apparently not, since theres 1-p% chance tat p is unsuccessful. u can have p% luck and still be unlucky. Its like saying, ive 83% chance to hit someting, but i still have no luck.

Thus at that point i inferred tat luck can defined as the probability of a sucess happening ONLYonce one knows a success has happened, wich is 1. Apparently Ms Tan didnt agree and gave me a 32/50 for vague evidences, but based on mathematics alone, i tink ive found someting tat implies tat u can onli have luck only after u realise tat u have been lucky.

Based on newfound mathematical tools, i continued tinking for the rest of the day abt how to express luck in the form of a model. Being stupid in physics, i turned to basic newtons laws for help, ignoring the temptation of trying to link luck to amino acid sequences inside the damn food chem booklet(why are we so unlucky to not be reading biochem option anyway), or linking luck to a negative feedback process involving gonadotrophins.

Is luck like energy, waiting to be conserveed? Or is luck like time, leaking relentlessly? Or is luck is entropy, tending to increase? There are onli 3 possibilities rite, in this world tings either stayed constant, increase or decrease. Well i tink tat total luck is conserved.

Does tis sound sensible? Imagine if luck is constantly increasing in the universe. If everyone's luck would increase at dif rates (tats how u see differences in rate in fact), yet their luck is still increasing, then wouldnt those tat have less rate of increase infact be regressing in terms of luck they have?

Luck is conserved, because total amount of luck remains constant.Someting useful i learned from trip sci in JC would be that the most useful topic is the ONE with the lousiest teachers. Becos wats useful cant be tot! =D Anyway I learnt tat from physics, and physics is THE SCIENCE, sorry if ur a chem or bio fanboy/girl, go ahead and tink tat ur elements and cells are fundamental building blocks. go ahead and the field where everyting is born. Anyway i digressed. So, indulge me, if total luck like energy remains constant in a closed system wich is the universe, then luck mus be converted from one form to another!!! Basically, wat i meant was tat one individual's luck is converted into the un-luck of another.

Imagine if this wasnt true. IF one's luck is independent of anothers, then the increase of luck of a person would be so haphazard, u might as well make 10^4 first prizes for the 4D lottery. In fact, everyone would be striking first prize if total luck dosent remain constant sometime soon.

Haha. I tot of all this by myself over the 8 years or so when i last met u. Now im here, 3months from the jaws of constriction tat will finally let me go, I implore u to turn up again. Have i hit the nail on the head, or mus I take tis personal quest to discover wat exactly tis luck it is tat u created to my uni and my life thereafter?

Well after my relevations i went to do some research at a library about determinism and schrodinger's cat paradox ( tink... radioactive decay is random. i.e u cant pinpoint wich is the next nuclei tat would decay, but if u put a cat tat gets killed by a single radioactive particle hitting it inside a black box, u can only say whether the cat is alive or not, not it has a 50% chance of being alive.)

Anyway it got me fascinated again... abt modern physics, about the aspects of quantum mechanics tat might have a greater influence on luck. Even Einstein was stumped by u and ur mysterious creation, insisting that his relativistic theories, wich deals with enormous objects cannot be reconcilled with infinitely small objects in Q theory.

Haha im no Einstein but at least i tink my IQ is at least 50% of his? would it be sufficient to crack tis puzzle?

Well, give me an ans please? i dun wan to take modern physics + philosophy + maths if im already correct. Might as well submit a thesis on it and get my Phd straight. But then again, if its wrong, it CANT be tat wrong rite? im intrigued by this possibility that luck is someting like a force in newtonian sense, with a vector and magnitude and acts on a particular object and exerts an equal and opp reaction on someone else, and also by the possbility tat luck is somehow written inside hard code among the wild, chaotic yet ordered manner wich superstrings are vibrating (vibrations wich determine probability of space time).

Time late now.. its like 12 midnight. Its time for me to leave these thoughts to the back of my head and go read some structures of fructose. Haha. I look forward to ur reply in my dream. Bye bye.

Yours dearly
ZP

P.s. will i still get a reward from u if i can tell u wats luck? u promised me a nmew life if i can explain it convincingly to u

P.P.S. can this ultimate force called luck determine the probability wich i will be able to find love in the next 5 years? haha jus a slight thought. with all the love calculators (someting we played with in pri school, primarily to generate scandals =P) and their absurb algorithms (wats the degree similarities of name got to do with max degree of affection anyway)

.
.
.
.
.
.
.

P^n.S. Last q. Will i get a nobel prize in my next life? If i do ill definitely give all the prize money to my partner. She deserves it for putting up with all these crap already.

cg* @ Sunday, Aug. 06, 2006 * 8:08 pm

oh yar i 4got that it's a new month! hahahahahhahahahha

responsible IT rep here to archive again. but apparently only zp and i blog here so T.T grrrr.

anyway some updates. i'm working on the prom mag page so pple if u want a nice pic that u have of urself and another classmate in the page please send to my gmail acc asap. thankewwwww

anw to see the FIRST DRAFT click here and i really mean first draft. cus i alr changed some of the pictures le. centre space either
1. write msgs
2. get sharan/aileen to draw cartoon faces of each of us. so errrrrr which one u pple prefer huhs? anw it's gonna be in black and white so =S

ohoh and i included a countdown on the dropin box. C= jiayoussss we have only ard a month to prelims. C=C=

and yes i will take care of myself. thankssss u pple fer ur care n concern :):) [this sounds so fake but i really mean it. dunno how else to put it bleh.]