TMnet is an abomination for people like me.
The dawn of the electronic age makes me wonder : Aren't inanimate objects suppose to be emotion-less and without thought?
Sometimes I think telecommunication resents me. Soon, electrical appliances will join the list. Darn.

No matter....
I don't mind living in the Middle Ages. (Bah!)


I realised two things after missing school for two days because of (get this!) a district chess competition:

1. I like being in the 'underdog' school. How haughty of others to make such conclusions of other schools.

2. Chess is an interesting game. I don't bruff you one.

Winning is a nice feeling. Winning is always a nice feeling. [Unless you won by means of lies and deceit, then you ought to feel guilty.]
Saying 'checkmate' is particularly fulfilling in some sense. Aside from winning, which is obvious, you also feel ... smart.
For one, you don't use muscle-power in chess, you use brain-power. And when you win with your brain, you sure feel smart la.
Second, for novices like me, saying checkmate is unbelievably euphoric. You feel totally clueless at first but with a 'dash of luck', yes, you win. Happy lor.

That's all for today.

*Mid-terms coming up. I'm so dead meat. For those who're sitting for exams too, you can always beat me in the race of 'who starts studying first.' Even if I were given a head start you'd still win. Hah.

Didn't realise how fast time flies right past by.

I'm 16. Yay.

Thanks everybody.
Does Germae have what it takes to be an ASEAN scholar?






Dear world,

Today was just another day.

Nothing needs to be done. The one needful thing is to continue living in the present.

But I thank the world for making me a better person. And Him too.
'No,' said the little prince. 'I am looking for friends. What does "tame" mean?'

'Something that is frequently neglected,' said the fox. 'It means "to create ties".'

'To create ties?'

'Precisely,' said the fox. 'To me, you are still only a small boy, just like a hundred thousand other small boys. And I have no need of you. And you in turn have no need for me. To you, I'm just a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, the we shall be in need of each other. To me, you shall be unique in the world. To you, I shall be unique in the world.'

'I'm beginning to understand,' said the little prince. 'I know a flower... I think she must have tamed me...'

'Quite possible,' said the fox. 'On this earth one sees all manner of things.'

And he went back to the fox:

'Goodbye,' he said.

'Goodbye,' said the fox. 'Now here is my secret, very simply: you can only see things clealy with your heart. What is essential is invisible to the eye.'

'What is essential is invisible to the eye,' repeated the little prince, so as to remember.

'It is the time you have wasted on your rose that makes your rose so important.'

'It is the time I have wasted on my rose...' repeated the little prince, so as to remember.

'People have forgotten this truth,' said the fox. 'But you must not forget. You become responsible, for ever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose.'

'I am responsible for my rose...' the little prince repeated, so as to remember.


But I was not reassured. I remembered the fox: you run the risk of a few tears when you allow yourself to be tamed...

~Taken from 'The Little Prince' by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
There are some things about dreams I cannot understand.

Sometimes they seem so vivid, so life-like, you just feel and know that it's real-life. The people, the mood, the times, it all seem so tangible. Very corporeal, in fact.

Dreams (I'll use this term loosely) , as we all know it, are rather easily forgotten but at that moment when it does happen, imho, can be a pretty big deception.
I've dreamt so many things, from the quirky to the downright sad and depressing. I've woken up having tears in my eyes before or feeling happy beyond reason, not realising the truth of why.

I had a dream a few days ago where I felt immense sadness because someone I know had died. In the dream, everyone around me was mourning over the death. In my heart, I wish I could turn time back so that this person didn't have to go, but no one can change the past.
In that moment, I felt like it was really, really happening and I just felt the passing as well. I was overwhelmed by it.
Finally, when morning called, I woke up and thanked God that it wasn't real.

It was just a dream. [A rather cliche ending but I'd prefer it this way anytime]

Ironically, there aren't any really joyous euphoric dreams where I wished I didn't have to wake up from, except maybe the occasional lethargy that swallows my body whole and forces me to lie supine on my bed with my eyes closed the rest of the day.
Again, only on very very rare occasions.

And then, there's the I-wish-that-this-was-all-a-dream scenario.
It doesn't involve dreams.
It involves, however, real situations where you wished it was a dream.
I remember a time when I lost my favourite pencil (note:way in my younger days) and I know that it was a dream, where I'll wake up from it and find the pencil safe in my pencil case.
Sad thing was, I pinched myself and then it struck me : You ain't asleep.
Damn. And I was distraughted at the loss of my favourite pencil.

I have a recurring dream (cum nightmare) that I think would occur at least once a month. What happens is that I would get a (seriously) real pain in my teeth and then one of it would break off and I would have a missing incisor/premolar/molar/canine from my set of teeth. I would be so freaked out and ashamed at the void in my teeth. This, I have got to say, is real and plain scary.
During the time the teeth goes missing, it never struck me that I was dreaming.
That's how real it seemed.
When I finally wake up, I would feel my teeth and check if they're all still intact.
So far, no one has taken advantage of this nightmare and broke off my teeth for real to get some miserly amount of money from the stingy tooth fairy.
I do have all 28 visible teeth.

And then there are dreams which in another meaning would be the hopes and aspirations a person longs for.
But I won't delve so much on this one because.... I'll save it for another time.

~Don't live in the world of dreams, for they are deceitful. Live in the now & real, and you will achieve the true.

The green dotted lines which cross the x axis at 90°, 270°, and likewise when x is less than zero, are called asymptotes.

Asymptotes [a straight line that continually approaches a given curve but does not meet it at any finite distance.] sound funny.
Pronounced as a-simp-toads, yeah, pretty peculiar.


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