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There was nothing under my skin but light,
If you cut me i could shine

Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Mississippi reminds me of you

I had three consecutive nights mares last night.
So much for consistency and coherency.

I love it when math comes up with the think-on-the-spot questions. Those kind that aren't related to any of the topics. Because they give you a head on mark. The beauty of math you know. & the beauty of brains. All questions should be like them, challenging and non-muggable. They differentiate between the smart and the muggers. ok, I know this is totally self praise but I can't help it (:
But the con, after the paper. Everybody mourns about the think-on-the-spot question. & I feel good, because I feel a tint of intelligence flowing my a chinese blood.
Then, to humble, I ask them how they managed to solve question 7.
And I get a reply, 'omg, that's like the easiest'.
And my elation drops. No, my elation plummets, from top shelf to basement.
And I feel a pinch of retardation in my chinese blood.
Humans, we prefer joy, fret over unknowns.
That is why, math should consist nothing but those non topic things.
Other wise math should be re-named as mug. Both start with M anyway.
Then again, I cannot go against my bureaucracy. So what to do,
Mug math.

Tomorrow's gp yay!(:
I get to finally write words instead of stupid numbers.
Proper sentences and not equality signs.
Something that's controversial, not dead like 1+1.
Although I know 1+1 might not be 2 because it's a one sided view.
Say, if you were to take math in many angles, you'll die of never-ending-ness and some infinite probability.


Now I really really want to play netball.
Rephrase, I really really want to play netball with bdiv 0506.
Something that may never happen.
But they always say ' I have a dream'.


My typing's brighter.
I'm better.
Rejoice, in the shallowing of the depths of insanity.


It's only after you let go you know who's clinging on to you & who were the ones you clung on so tightly too.
Then, letting go is the right choice.
It's like stepping out from a facade.


Free your mind, the rest will follow.
Be colour blind, don't be so shallow.

so, if I wished, I could follow you 11:59 PM