Truth is~
I think of life to be fruitfully beautiful,
with the right dose of -
love, chaos, simplicity, eccentricity and paradox.
"'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life."
Most of all,
I'm pretty normal...you know? ^^
Soulful Crotchets~
3:13:00 AM
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Six degrees of separation refers to the idea that, if a person is one "step" away from each person he or she knows and two "steps" away from each person who is known by one of the people he or she knows, then everyone is no more than six "steps" away from each person on Earth. Several studies, such as Milgram's small world experiment have been conducted to empirically measure this connectedness. While the exact number of links between people differs depending on the population measured, it is generally found to be relatively small. Hence, six degrees of separation is somewhat synonymous with the idea of the "small world" phenomenon.
--wikipedia.com
P.S. Cool stuff =) How did anyone calculate this out, that is? O____O
3:38:00 PM
Friday, May 11, 2007
3:00:00 PM
In simple terms: Mr. Kwek's English
sucks.
During one morning assembly earlier this week, he was preaching about the right mindset all NYJCians ought to have and yada yada yada...Then came the earth shattering sentence...
"...I am very pragmatic. I am not ideal. So I believe that..."(-_-;;)Yes, indeed, he is not an ideal person for sure. Like him, we may not be
IDEALISTIC , but we are definitely more
IDEAL than him. Kwek ah, get the difference? *snorts* And worst thing is, no one realised the mistake T_T I even had to explain to my classmate what his blunder was =.=
Okay, I'm conceited lah. =) But that's me!~! ^0^ YAY!!! *twirls around*
2:46:00 PM
Friday, May 04, 2007
Oh man I'm so
JADED.
Have been slogging through tests and test and tests... (OMG so sorry to say this but when I was typing 'tests' I accidentally typed 'testes' =X)
Urgh so bushed by school T_T *sighs* If only I can cut class like when I was a J1... =D
Gone were the days when we can all rot in the LEP room! *sobs*
Man, damn you Cambridge.
If sadness cascades into your heart,
and lingers in doleful morass.
If happiness falters in shroud,
and leaves before grazing your brow.
Tell yourself...
This too, shall pass.