tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63653918500189241982024-03-05T02:22:03.257-08:00My new slogan- "Save for a rainy day but save before a storm."Why before a storm? Because if a storm occurs, lightning may strike the electrical poles and cause an electrical short circuit, leading to a blackout, and your computer may shut down accidentally and documents you have not saved will be lost. Therefore the moral is to save before a storm.ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-54761921342029547822010-03-21T06:32:00.000-07:002010-03-25T03:29:04.145-07:00Math Enrichment Activities (from Thursday to Friday)Today's post, after about one month of blog inactivity, is about my math activities held at ACS on Thursday and Friday. It was perhaps the most stress relieving and the most fun activity I have entered since the start of this year and I am so sorry for all of those people who did not register for it (even when it was free). Anyway, let me get to the point.<br /><br />On the day of (it was a Thursday) the thingy, I arrived at the auditorium and found that many of my primary school friends had gone, which was a pleasant surprise, so I went to them and chatted for a while then went to a side and started reading a book pertaining to my project(in other words, emoing). You were supposed to register when you got there but since I was such a loyal friend to Alvin and Ming En and many other people, I decided to wait for their arrival. later, I found that it was a very bad choice as we were supposed to register for our lectures later on in that day and he next day ON A FIRST COME FIRST SERVE BASIS. By luck, Timothy Toh switched so I took his slot and went to a lecture which proved very fun later. Ming En and the others who arrived later (because they gathered at school and were apparently waiting for us who had arrived at ACS by our own) were forced to go Map Colouring (which incidentally was a part of Graph colouring which I went) and Math and origami (sounds familiar because it is a sabbab organised by ms gwee) on the second day. So we registered and entered the hall and was split into many groups of four and five, then did some icebreaker games. it was quite fun, the whacko and double whacko but before recess I had my middle finger bleeding because Bernard accidentally stepped on it (haha). So I took tissue paper and rubber bands and tied my middle finger tightly then when I released the rubber band the finger was like all purple and dark, with blood stains caked under my fingrnails (reminds me of Boo Radley). Thus the most obvious thing to do wa to go around and show everybody this pride and joy by flpping themm off and screaming, "Behold the power of my bloody middle finger!!!" Unfortunately, nobody ( I am glad that the only the Wonder girls did laugh. LOL) was amused. I washed the blood off afterwards.<br /><br />After the ice breakers were some other games which our group owned at because there was a very simple strategy to win which I found (applause please) because we were given ten random numbers and were supposed to use the four operators to form a sum or product or end result '100'. So easily, we found a sum/product/sub-result '0', then found another sum/product/sub result '100' and just use the remaining numbers to multiply by the '0' and we are done. By this ingenious method, we came in first every time until the organiser found our methood unfair and banned it. Even so, due to our lightning calculations (mostly mine), we found the solution but got fourth and had no points.<br /><br />The next round was fun too, if you want me to explain I can, so I wil do so now. Firstly, each of us were given a sum of 50 dollars and each group were supposed to bid for an item. So we started by trying of gauge how many dollars the opposing team will bid and we bidded 1 dollar. But due to my math instincts, I persuaded them to change it to 2 dollars (actually I forcfully took the marker and changed the bid myself). We won that round because the opposing team bidded one dollar. HAha. Anyway, it is obvious you can never win when bidding one dollar because minimum bid is 1 dollar. And right I forgot to tell about the catch:even when you lose the bid, you still have to pay the money you bidded. So some analysis: The best you can win is 4 is to one because if you bid higher than the other player for four turns the opponent can use up all his money and get the fifth turn because he spent less money than you. This is assuming he does not bid 1 dollar each turn.<br /><br />Anyway, the second turn, we beat them 7 dollars to 5 dollars due to my timely intervention which changed our previous bid from five to seven dollars. The third round was much more exciting. At first, we reasoned that we should just put all our resources into this round (39 dollars) and win this 3rd item to win them (3 out of five). At the last minute, my group member said to change it to one dollar. Lo and behold, the other group perhaps heard our strategy and bidded 41 dollars. They got the 3rd item, but they were left with one dollar for the fourth and fifth item. Obviously, we bidded twenty dollars each so we won both rounds.<br /><br />Happily, we got first prize for the most points ( the organiser grudgingly described us as a group who fared exceptionally well at the 100 game ) so we each got a small cube whihch was virtually unable to be dismantled. I tried during the lecture but failed. As you most likely would no want to know about the lecture of graph colouring, I will skip it until the time I was going home. With nothing to do, I started bouncing the cube on my hand and dropped it accidentally. Thn a dent was noticed in one side of the cube so I pushed and in a few seconds the first step of dismantling the cube had been done so the rest could be done easily. At home, I easily dismantled it.<br /><br />This is the end of the first day. Watch out for the next post.<br /><br />Ng Yi Pin.<br />Forever mathematical.ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-11255572019906185822010-03-01T23:03:00.000-08:002010-03-17T06:06:11.829-07:00Me as a naturalist commenting on MockingbirdsHere is the research I have done.<div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">This is my naturalist task.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Habitat of Mockingbird</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Year-round the Northern Mockingbird is found in areas with open ground and with shrubby vegetation like hedges, fruiting bushes, and thickets. When foraging on the ground, it prefers grassy areas, rather than bare spots. Common places to find Northern Mockingbirds include parkland, cultivated land, suburban areas and in second growth habitat at low elevations. They originate from Galapagos Islands.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Mockingbirds have a strong preference for certain trees such as maple, sweet gum, and sycamore. They generally avoid pine trees after the other trees have grown their leaves. Also, they have a particular preference for high places, such as the topmost branches of trees. Mockingbirds are often found in urban and suburban areas, where they perch on telephone poles, streetlights, or high points on buildings.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Besides, Northern Mockingbirds nest in shrubs and trees, typically 3-10 feet off the ground but sometimes as high as 60 feet. The male probably chooses the nest site and begins building several nests before the female chooses one to finish and lay eggs in. Females may start laying eggs in a second nest while the male is still caring for fledglings from the previous one. Northern Mockingbirds rarely ever reuse their nests.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Flora and Fauna in Maycomb County </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">From these descriptions of the habitat of mockingbirds, we can assume that the natural environment of the mockingbirds in Maycomb is the same. Based on the information given, there are thorny shrubs and grassy areas in Maycomb County, which can be justified by the presence of Johnson grass and rabbit tobacco in Boo Radley’s place (pg 14, 15). Besides, “a solitary mocker” also perched in the Radley’s yard, showing how the Radley’s untended for garden was a perfect habitat for the quick adapting, urban bird.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">As Maycomb County was a county which based their economy on farming, most of the citizens/villagers there planted many trees and crops and formed a natural habitat for a variety of birds including the mockingbird. This country was based at the Countryside and was largely Natural habitat and not very urban as Maycomb was quite backward in both thinking and technology. These farms were also full of crops, seeds and fruits, thus attracting the mockingbirds which liked to feed on crops and sometimes prove a nuisance as they frequently ate seeds for a meal.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">The mockingbirds also live in Maycomb County perhaps because of the advice given to all that mockingbirds are not to be shot. This may have caused the mockingbirds to realise that they were the safest in Maycomb County and taking advantage of that, settled in Maycomb.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Therefore some of the trees in Maycomb could be maple, sweet gum, and sycamore trees. Mostly, they would be trees who bear nuts such as pecans. These would attract mockingbirds to land in Maycomb and build their family there.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">My next task: Intrapersonal</span><span lang="EN-SG"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">-</span>Who would you want to be friends with in the novel? Explain.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">For me, I would like to make friends with Miss Maudie. This decision was made due to a few reasons, which I will explain in the next few paragraphs. Firstly, I would make friends with Ms Maudie because she as we all know, is the voice of reason, and I would benefit greatly from her being my friend. Besides being a good influence for me and my moral values, she would always be there to guide me onto the right path and the right moral decision for my future. With her experience, she would make a great mentor and teacher.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Next, Ms Maudie has a soft spot for children, so I might be able to make friends with her more quickly and easily than say, Boo Radley who would although make a kind, loyal friend but would take much time to interact as he would always be cooped up in his house and not receiving any visitors. It can be seen that it took Scout almost two to three years to make friends with him while Ms Maudie and Scout acquainted over a meeting. Therefore i believe I stand a good chance of befriending with Ms Maudie.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Another very obvious benefit (and here Chun Jie might be tempted to join me in getting into Ms Maudie's good books) is that she bakes great cakes, and thus I would never be hungry when visiting her. Besides, these treats come very often and i would not be just eating her cakes for a few times, but perhaps more than ten times a month (of course depending on my frequency of visiting ms maudie (again i believe CJ would visit her every hour due to this tasty incentive.)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Finally, I would be happy to be her friend because she is always kind and benevolent, and even unpredictable at times (remember when she suddenly whooped and chuckled for eternity [if you count eternity as about half a day] after Scout said that she would rake the damn Morphodite up in a jiffy). It would be really interesting to befriend her and receive a surprise about the next move she would make.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Thus I believe that Ms Maudie would make a good friend for me and vice versa. A role model from all perspectives, every parent would be glad to have her as their neighbour (and so does every glutton ;).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Yi Pin.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">Ps:CJ no offense directed.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">PPs: Just kidding.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">PPPs: Just kidding meant that there was offense directed and not a repetition of my first Ps.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">PPPPs: Ps is the symbol for photoshop.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-SG">PPPPPs: I am really sidetracking here. Bye!<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p></div>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-29977283383421533812010-02-28T20:33:00.001-08:002010-02-28T20:34:31.710-08:00Multiple learning thingy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9l2rhF_hyP0myTTBei0Dj1RVnkSqGGypOLlgDrCCpMtVzIsEAqhwUlH5LesuTomsgRq2f81zdIaDb9raMyxEbJrQf6Sk2yC64dJdMQm60v1xnnr4wjgIUXYXtLNCg-7bqTZkPwJnApg/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9l2rhF_hyP0myTTBei0Dj1RVnkSqGGypOLlgDrCCpMtVzIsEAqhwUlH5LesuTomsgRq2f81zdIaDb9raMyxEbJrQf6Sk2yC64dJdMQm60v1xnnr4wjgIUXYXtLNCg-7bqTZkPwJnApg/s320/clip_image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443519099465279586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Firstly, here is my learning profile.<br /><br />As you (and I) can see, I am abnormally strong in the logic (number smart) area and not as good in the music, picture, word and body smart, as deduced from what I think of myself. Anyway, I am also a naturalist, which means i love nature and would not bear to hurt an ant, which i will gladly do, on the contrary.<br /><br />Right. I am supposed to write the implications of what i feel the test. Well, I think that the test is too dependent on the truthfulness and honesty of the person taking the test so it might reflect some inaccuracy. Besides, humble (*ahem*) people like (*ahem*) me will put myself down when doing such tests, so these results may not be accurate in painting a true picture of me. From this chart, I can see that I am clumsy (not body smart), cumbersome about words (not word smart), bad at visualising (not picture smart, which is somehow wrong because i remember stuff by seeing it in my head.) and not very musical ( which i gladly accept because i never liked music anyway. So is it true? I am not one to gauge although this test says I am intra-personal (Myself smart), which means that i know myself very well. Still, let others ponder on the accuracy of this test and its portrayal of me.<br />Goodbye.<br />Ng yi pin.ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-11454214372740365212010-02-13T01:51:00.000-08:002010-02-15T20:16:19.009-08:00Revamped blogJust a very short post on the changes made to this blog...<br /><br />Lunar new year has finally arrived and now orange tigers and tigers inscribed on oranges are popping out of nowhere and given as presents to the elder generations. It is also a new year of change and thus I have chosen this time to announce the change of my blog.<br /><br />Actually, it is a very simple revamp as all i did was to change the template, some messages, and resume all the functions hidden previously in my last blog skin. Now, everyone who can visit my blog will be able to play pinball, delve through my archives, chat and most importantly, <span style="font-weight: bold;">follow my blog.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">HINT: Please follow this blog.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Besides, tell everybody you know to follow this blog. With such a short url of "imaginary-numbers-are-very-wait-was-it-without-the-very-never-mind-you-can-just-try-both-fun.blogspot.com, I just cannot understand why nobody has the initiative to follow my blog. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ></span></span><br /><br />Final remainder:follow my blog and post your comments.<br /><br />Thanks and bye.<br /><br />Ng Yi pin.<br /><br />PS. this post was (i mean is being edited now) edited by yi pin.<br /><br />Firstly, thank you Ernest for providing me feedback. I have decided to remove the joke and put it in the subtitle section. unfortunately, it has been replaced by a message even longer than my joke. it is my new slogan. This slogan is just a small snippet into my personality and I have inserted a little humour in it just to lighten things up.<br /><br />Oh and I changed the layout a little by shifting the widgets around, placing them in order of importance. I have aligned the chat box with all the other widgets after being enlightened on the way to do that. Thats about all.<br /><br />Yi Pin going off again..ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-51045753049895864232010-02-11T06:00:00.000-08:002010-02-11T06:19:23.254-08:00Passions<span style="font-size:130%;">Hi again for a third posting of this blog in this year. today, I will be posting about my interests and passions in particular.<br /><br />As almost everybody in the class knows, I am quite good in math and thus have a passion in the subject. However, not everybody knows why math is so fascinating, and these are the people who normally do not appreciate math and hate it for its complexities. To say simply, math is a study of patterns and all formulas, conjectures and proofs are all different parities of patterns (proof as a negative pattern as it seeks to justify a pattern).<br /><br />Perhaps many think that math Olympiad is vastly different from normal math as a subject, and it deals with higher level problems that we cannot approach. that is a wrong mindset as Mr Rong has put forth to us, under the masquerade of normal math questions. Yes, many of those questions qre extracted from competitions or olympiad books so now you can feel more gratified that you cannot solve the problem, and more often than not, I cannot too.<br /><br />Take Tuesday's AMC10 as an example. It was so-called very hard but in a math competition, it is best to keep your mind sharp and your options wide. This way, you will be able to spot patterns faster and more effectively, giving you more time to work out the interior sub-problems within the problem.<br /><br />Thus what I am trying to bring across is, math olympiad is the art of grasping your list of methods, formulas, and tricks in your palm and to work their magic when the time comes (this may sound familiar because it is quoted by Dr... Tan? Wong? Ng? sorry I forgot). Frequently, one should combine your methods and working backwards is another good skill.<br /><br />In all, I am just simplifying math olympaid as a subject and I am just seeking to break the stereotype that math olympiad is unapproachable.<br /><br />ng Yi pin.<br /><br />PS. sorry for the fluctuating writing style. I have been trying out many writing styles and so far this is the most formal one. I think this is what you call "climax" in the list of rhetorics, although I am not writing a speech it is clearly ironical my "climax" seems to be the most bland.<br /></span>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-51348731396897076922010-01-30T20:00:00.000-08:002010-02-06T00:22:59.774-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Continuation of Socratic Seminar</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Hello again.<br /><br />Today I will be discussing (with myself) about whether the Singapore government had been successful in establishing a national identity. Firstly, we know that Singapore has not been very successful in pushing Singaporeans to be more responsible for the cleanliness of Singapore. Compare us to Japan for example. For them, cleanliness has become a habit and this has also turned into part of their identity as Japanese which is globally recognised (or at least I recognise it). For us, however, we continue letting the cleaners to do their job and has thrown this responsible quality for the cleaners to uphold. Therefore we cannot say that a clean garden city is our identity.<br /><br />Another issue is the Speak Good English and Huayu Cool campaigns, which seek to increase the standard of our speaking. This seems to be an act suppressing the Singlish of Singaporeans, which many take pride in and perceive as our national identity. However, these are some of the government's efforts to raise us to a world-class standard. This is what I recognise as the underlying problem. By trying too hard to gain the acceptance of the world as a well-developed model nation, Singapore has put too much importance on being a world-class nation. This has led to our country lacking a unique quality which we can see as our national identity. We have emulated many other great countries worthy of our appreciation and shaped ourselves like them. We have exchanged our individuality for a globalised nation. We have left ourselves orchids, merlions and language to base our national identity upon. This, as I believe, is a reason for the difficulty we have encountered in trying to seek a national identity for ourselves.<br /><br />Lastly, I would like to comment on whether </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Singaporeans can ever have a</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> national identity. The answer is quite obvious and it is a yes. Any country who puts effort in creating an individualised image for herself and with her citizens working hand-in-hand will always achieve what they aim for. Given some period of time, i believe we will be able to create a national identity which will further outshine any Singlish or Merlion.<br /><br />Regards, Yi Pin.<br /></span>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-88466214360963564522010-01-30T07:10:00.000-08:002010-01-30T20:03:59.420-08:00a New Year for new posts or the other way round.<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">a New Year for new posts or the other way round.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">This is my very first post in this year and it will signal a new revolutionary change for the style of my blog-writing. I will turn from the so-called childish typer into the seasoned matured thinker who will analyse so critically that even I will be astounded by my acridness. I will...<br /><br />Enough of all the New Year aspirations. Today I will blog about our successful (or should we say impromptu) Socratic Seminar which only blossomed into delightful food for thought after 40 minutes into the Socratic circle. This will be revolving around questions concerning </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >national identity</span><span style="font-size:130%;">, which will form the basis of my discussion.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Firstly, I will need to define national identity. As it is named, national identity is what us as a nation can identify upon and thus unite upon this common belief or rallying point. For Singapore, as a "young" republic of 40 years, we are still hovering around the question of whether we actually have a national identity. Some argue that Singapore is too young to have one, while others retaliate that our language </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >(Singlish)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> is a valid. Thus my question is whether Singapore has already established one?<br /><br />Many of us will say yes, stating our multiracialism as part of our national identity. This is true to some extent but if you look at it critically, this may just be a side effect of our government's campaigning for a multiracial Singapore. It has caused us to take our multi-racialism for granted and treat it as one of our unique qualities. The fact is, Singapore's Chinese take up about 75%, Malays 13%, and Indians 8%, with other ethnic groups 4% (statistics provided by <a href="http://www.singstat.gov.sg/pubn/reference/yos09/yos2009.pdf">http://www.singstat.gov.sg/pubn/reference/yos09/yos2009.pdf</a>). We can see that there is no way a racial riot could break out because it would be a completely unfair battle. Contrary to America(before USA) or Malaysia, the ethnic groups often have a smaller difference and this leads to more than small scuffles. In TKAM, the racial discrimination is also evident with the growing number of blacks. During the merger, Malaysia had also been apprehensive about Singapore merging with her because that would result in having more Chinese than Malays and this was a bone of contention which finally led to our split and hard-fought independence. Anyway, we can conclude that our racial tolerance may not be so significant after all because the Chinese was the main majority after all.<br /><br />The next question is whether Singlish could be counted as our national identity. Yes, it is a unique language which only Singaporeans that have been living in Singapore for a period of five or more years could make sense of the extra colloquial tags. However, languages which are mish-mashed have been around for a long time in countries with</span><span><span style="font-size:130%;"> more than one language spoken. Singlish is our language made of English, Chinese, Hokkien, Malay and peppered with other dialects. It may be something that Singaporeans can find themselves using to identify whether one was a Singaporean or not, but it is merely a distinct characteristic found outwardly in Singaporeans. We have to go deeper than that.<br /><br />Another question which popped out was the issue of whether the government had played a part in establishing our national identity. The government had been rolling out many programmes/campaigns such as the clean and green campaign or the speak good English campaign. These are some of the efforts the government had put in to improve our quality of life and it has also in the process shaped our thoughts about national identity. The fines imposed are one good example but this leads to the question whether Singapore has been successful in creating this unique identity for Singaporeans.<br /><br />I will cover that in the next post.<br /><br />Regards,<br />Ng Yi Pin</span><br /></span>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-52843671922001562072009-06-29T18:50:00.000-07:002009-06-29T22:50:19.080-07:00<p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> My Favourite Poet</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">My favourite poet is William Wordsworth, a poet who discovered his calling as a poet with a theme of a common man close to nature. The funny /intriguing part of this is that he dicovered his calling when he was returning to England as war broke out. It was reported that he had been taking a walking tour around France and Switzerland, and only when war broke out did he return to England. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Thus we can see that he was more of a nature person, and he expressed his deep connection with nature through some of his poems, such as "Daffodils" or "I wandered lonely as a cloud" while he tended to describe his life as a very pleasant, peaceful life. In fact, he was born in a scenic part of a countryside in England and that may have led to his (should we call) obsession with the beauty of nature.</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It has been said that William Wordsworth was one of the first Romantic Poets, and together with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a close friend which hehelped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature with the 1798 joint publication Lyrical Ballads. Besides, the piece "lyrical ballads" had neither his name nor Samuel's name in it, showing how he was selfless in presenting his work without needing any recognition. This, in a way, is like nature--it gives without receiving, except perhaps sunlight and other things. Besides, think of how William Wordsworth pioneered this new age. It could have been influenced by the walking tours he took of France and Switzerland. He was also known to have toured the Alps, and i believe he may have gotten most of his inspiration fom there. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">William even fell into a depression for a period in his life, and at that time, he feltextreme loneliness and stress. This was because he, his sister and Coleridge traveled to Germany in the autumn of 1798, which somehow evoked a sense of loneliness. Despite this, he started on his magnum opus- an autobiographical poem of his life, and a work he is well known for. Though he died before it was published, his wife did it for him, fulfilling his wishes.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here are three of his poems, one which is "I wandered lonely as a cloud".</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud by William Wordsworth</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />I wandered lonely as a cloud<br />That floats on high o'er vales and hills,<br />When all at once I saw a crowd,<br />A host, of golden daffodils;<br />Beside the lake, beneath the trees,<br />Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.<br /><br />Continuous as the stars that shine<br />And twinkle on the milky way,<br />They stretched in never-ending line<br />Along the margin of a bay:<br />Ten thousand saw I at a glance,<br />Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.<br /><br />The waves beside them danced, but they<br />Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;<br />A poet could not be but gay,<br />In such a jocund company!<br />I gazed—and gazed—but little thought<br />What wealth the show to me had brought:<br /><br />For oft, when on my couch I lie<br />In vacant or in pensive mood,<br />They flash upon that inward eye<br />Which is the bliss of solitude;<br />And then my heart with pleasure fills,<br />And dances with the daffodils.<br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This gives an impression how nature mattered to him, and how he perceived thenm to be real and personified them to express his joy at the wealth that looking upon the daffodils brought to im which eased his loneliness.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />I heard a thousand blended notes,<br />While in a grove I sate reclined,<br />In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts<br />Bring sad thoughts to the mind.<br /><br />To her fair works did Nature link<br />The human soul that through me ran;<br />And much it grieved my heart to think<br />What man has made of man.<br /><br />Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,<br />The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;<br />And 'tis my faith that every flower<br />Enjoys the air it breathes.<br /><br />The birds around me hopped and played,<br />Their thoughts I cannot measure:--<br />But the least motion which they made<br />It seemed a thrill of pleasure.<br /><br />The budding twigs spread out their fan,<br />To catch the breezy air;<br />And I must think, do all I can,<br />That there was pleasure there.<br /><br />If this belief from heaven be sent,<br />If such be Nature's holy plan,<br />Have I not reason to lament<br />What man has made of man?<br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Again, here is a poem which expresses his joy at nature but sadness at what has become of men.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Written In March by William Wordsworth<br />The cock is crowing,<br />The stream is flowing,<br />The small birds twitter,<br />The lake doth glitter<br />The green field sleeps in the sun;<br />The oldest and youngest<br />Are at work with the strongest;<br />The cattle are grazing,<br />Their heads never raising;<br />There are forty feeding like one!<br /><br />Like an army defeated<br />The snow hath retreated,<br />And now doth fare ill<br />On the top of the bare hill;<br />The plowboy is whooping—anon-anon:<br />There's joy in the mountains;<br />There's life in the fountains;<br />Small clouds are sailing,<br />Blue sky prevailing;<br />The rain is over and gone!<br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This ends my three poems, and it is clearly evident how this poems contain joy towards the natural environment, and how life pleases him. William wordsworth encompasses romanticism in nature, and as both can be found in nature easily.</span></span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-70664353491752247382009-06-29T00:52:00.000-07:002009-06-29T01:14:04.836-07:00My Favourite poem is the "A Dream Within A Dream" by Edgar Allan Poe<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Take this kiss upon the brow!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">And, in parting from you now,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Thus much let me avow--</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">You are not wrong, who deem</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">That my days have been a dream;</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yet if hope has flown away</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">In a night, or in a day,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">In a vision, or in none,</span></p><p>Is it therefore the less gone?<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p>All that we see or seem<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Is but a dream within a dream.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">I stand amid the roar</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Of a surf-tormented shore,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">And I hold within my hand</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Grains of the golden sand--</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">How few! yet how they creep</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Through my fingers to the deep,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">While I weep--while I weep!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">O God! can I not grasp</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Them with a tighter clasp?</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">O God! can I not save</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">One from the pitiless wave?</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Is all that we see or seem</span></p><p>But a dream within a dream?<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">I like this poem because it illustrates how our life seems so dreamy and so faraway as days go by, how one could not hold the days in his hand for too long just like how a dream slips from your mind after you wake up. The absence of somebody has made the narrator's life meaningless, and thus one which numbs the emotions and gives this a dreamy feeling.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">I think some of the figurative language used here wil be listed below.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Hyperbole: I am not sure about this but I think that by describing the shore as surf-tormented the narrator is exaggerating the damage dealt to the shore and maybe symbolising the damage on his heart.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Personification: The poet has given hope life, by letting it fly away. But this brings a darker prospect of life. Sand has also creeped past his hands, giving them a person's abilities.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Symbolism: The symbolism here is very obvious, with the dream symbolising the days which pass by in the absence of someone the narrator misses. In another way, it symbolises how time flies so quick and stealthily that not one can remember it flitting by.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Metaphor: NIL</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Simile:NIL</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Sorry, Mdm Lim that I could not finish this by the allotted time as I was rushing my history.</span></p><p><br /></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-87203491439939973542009-06-14T07:26:00.000-07:002009-06-29T01:14:21.859-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">After the inspiring words of Darrel saying that by skipping half of the story one will still be able to understand it, I have decided to try it. The result? Entirely untrue, unless you have an analytical mind comparable to mine, but since I don't understand it you can not, will not and should not. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So there!</span></p><p>Enchanted Profile, The: the twist is at the back but I don't know what the last sentence means. "By jingo!" said he. "Isn't Ida a dead ringer for the lady's head on the silver dollar?" Do you understand this?<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p>Ethics Of Pig, The: The person in this story is forever cheated of his money when he thinks he is going to strike it big.<br /></p><p><br /><br /></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-80025131655296862002009-06-07T02:03:00.000-07:002009-06-14T07:26:45.523-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">Mo</span><span style="font-size:130%;">re titles.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Call Loan, A : A man's word is more secured than government security, and as the man tries to get 10 000 dollars back somehow, his brother returns with 29 000 dollars.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Call Of The Tame, The : The countryman was sad for his friend succumbing to city life until something happened and he had the same reaction as his friend.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Calloway's Code:This story is nice in which a person breaks the code which seems to have no key.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Caught: The country is the banana kingdom( Anchuria) as it is in the story Two recalls, and a capture of a president who stole country treasure takes place. however, there seem to be no mistake in this story.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Chair of Philanthromathematics, The : Philanthropy gives and returns, sometimes more.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Champion Of The Weather, The :Don't ever speak about the weather unless you are good at it, or in other words make it seem like you want to strike up a conversation.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Chaparral Christmas Gift, A : An outlaw gives up his life as a Christmas Present to the woman he could not marry.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Chaparral Prince, A : Dream become reality/ the escapist form of literature par excellence turns into reality and saves a little girl from drowning. A refreshing change from cowboy and women tales.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Cherchez la Femme :- I dont understand.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Christmas by Injunction:-The person coaxes a boy to somewhere.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Church With An Overshot-Wheel, The: A Nice story where father and daughter reunites. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">City Of Dreadful Night, The: The sleeping in the park is just a chance for the rent to be raised.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Clarion Call, The: A twist in the end when no money is owed and the criminal is caught.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Comedy In Rubber, A: This is a nonsensical story with people who enjoys pessimism.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Coming-Out Of Maggie, The: maggie, the girl wanted to have a mate so she arranged for a man to come and act as her boyfriend and got another man. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Complete Life Of John Hopkins, The: Just A funny story ( i think) , about a man with a fst but near meaningless life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Compliments Of The Season: Twisties are present in this story, usually at the end as goodies. Men who are hit by astroke of good luck are usually hit full force.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Confessions of a Humorist: Humour to make others happy takes away happiness in this story.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Conscience In Art: Swindery offers little conscience when one realises he swindled it. ( and read this ) </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Cop And The Anthem, The: This humorous story tells of a man who tries to land himself in jail for free lodging and other stuff but unsuccessfully fails many times. In the end he succeeds but that happens when he was not doing anything. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Cosmopolite In A Cafe, A: Don't believe a cosmsopolite when you meet one (if you know what a cosmopolite is).</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Count And The Wedding Guest, The: Lies can be proven wrong when they are proven wrong for the sake of proving something bad wrong. Read to find out what I have just typed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Country Of Elusion, The : Bohemia is described in this story. As stated by the above title, its plot still eludes me.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Cupid a la Carte: Food is finally accepted by the woman who hated man eating food after a flood which starves here.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Cupid's Exile Number Two : ?</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Day Resurgent, The:? Somehow a person is not gentlemanly at home.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Day We Celebrate, The:?-?</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Defeat Of The City, The: City person goes wild in the countryside and instead of condemning him his wife likes him even more for it. </span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Departmental Case, A: This is a great story whereas insurance works to kill.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Detective Detector, The: A great story in which a murdere/burglar tracks down a detective without difficulty.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Diamond Of Kali: This story talks about a diamond which is believed to belong to the god kali's statue and a group of bandits come to reclaim it but is scared by a cow and a pump?</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Dickey: Money rules here bailing out a person from jail. You can also find one saying from this: Money can buy friends ( or something like this. Instruct me on the correct one)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Dinner At -------, A: This is a story I don't understand. Don't read.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Discounters of Money, The: story with a happy ending. A man gets to help a couple and becomes a couple in the process (or is going to be married soon).</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Dog and the Playlet, The : The twist is hardly understandable-Why had the Loris ran away with Tom?</span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Door Of Unrest, The: A person claims to be the Wandering Jew who had lived for a thousand years. The narrator nearly gets taken in until he was told the man was just under the effects of alcohol.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Double-Dyed Deceiver, A : The man kills the boy who could be inheritance to a great fortune and takes his place as the rich couples' son.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Dougherty's Eye-Opener : A amn who thinks himself very good at speaking is shocked when his wife goes out to the inn which she had not frequented for three years to dazzle his friends with great conversations, leaving the man very jealous.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Dream: Funny dream which turns out wrong when he is sent up the electric chair.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Duel: I am not sure what kind of duel this person fights with the city.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Duplicity Of Hargraves, The: An act/imitation of a person infuriates him and the Hargraves is chased away. Sorry for him, Hargraves pays him back 300 dollars with a wonderful impersonation of the person's friend. Read it!<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Early Parable, An: This story is full of unfathomable letters.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Elsie In New York: Funny story whereas Elsie in the story cannot seem to find a job without being persuaded not to.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Emancipation of Billy, The: Ermm, a man doesnt want a worthy (job, not blog)post because he needs to take care of his father?<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Enchanted Kiss, The: This is a strange fairy tale which I don't understand, which involves many kisses in crazy situations.<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-7858601934979271442009-06-05T08:56:00.000-07:002009-06-08T07:31:29.647-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">After so much boring posts on O Henry's stories, I have decided to post something about my trip yesterday to Bukit Chandu for my History ACE project with Ernest and Ming En. Since I had a dental appointment at ten o'clock, which was quite hard for me to reach unless I had my father's help to fetch me there, I reaed school at 8.35, which was a total of 1 hour and 25 minutes early for my dental appointment. Nonetheless, I went straight for the van and surprise! saw rayson heading towards the van. Though he was not as kiasu as me and was just punctual for his 8.40 appointment. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">For some reason, rayson and the dentists let me get my teeth drilled first. So I was lying on this chair and then the dentist pressed a button and one of the funniest sensations came about. Try sittig on a chair then having the back of the chair to lower to 180 degrees, then you will understand what I mean. Oh yeah. All who have read this post would have gone to the dental appointment themselves, so I guess I am mainly talking crap here. Anyway, everything went alright except the thing which the dentist used seemed to srape my tongue a little and for a moment I thought it was like a drller and when he told me to like open the left part of my mouth a little, my tongue followed the direction involuntarily, in the end receiving an unexpected present-a bite on it, leaving it momentarily thinking it was April Fools Day. Anyway, I had this ulcer on my lower lip so as the dentist's instruments groped around (okay maybe the verb here has some unnatural connotations which may lead to some mistakes) my mouth it gave me some electrifying contact to my poor ulcer. This left me with some tears in my eyes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">How touching.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So I finished the dental appointment, rushed away to the Tech centre and was a little surprised when I saw that the lab was open so I went in and read some O Henry stories (since we have 200 stories to cover) then went to the library and blah blah blah. I actually felt very disoriented because SMO was over and I had no excuse to pick up a math olympiad book and start practicing its questions. (PS. Yesterday night I had some funny dream in which I was told I got 50 1/2 out of 85 for SMO. Weird.) So I tried to do my homework (sun wu kong essay) but did not have the initiative to, so i left the library and started plodding through college to its gate.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">As I was going to bukit chandu later with Ming en from hwa chong bus stop, and had planned to take my bus from NJC while ming en might take the same bus from opposite Coronation Plaza(which incidentally was Ming En's- wait I don't think I should say anything), my parents decided that since I was muddle-headed and was a confused existence (i was?!?!)(okay I added those flowery language, they only doubted I could take the bus there myself), I should take it with Ming En. So when I reached that bus-stop (mind you I walked there)I was earlier than ming En for 5 minutes and luckily 961 came in one minute's time. So it ended up with ming en reading xiyouji (吸油机)and me looking up the bus guide and street directory which my mother forced me to pack in case I got lost.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">After changing bus we reached pasir panjang food centre and for some reason I was already hungry ( there would be five more episodes when I had the same hunger pangs) and we went straight to eat. Me and ming en bought some food from a malay stall and the stall owner ecognised we were from Hwa Chong and told us that their cousin( or was it sister's cousin?)/ relative worked as security guard there. So I got 50 cents off my fried rice which was a rip-off in the first place: $2.00!! Then I finished about half till I felt satisfied and started walking towards pepys road. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">As we climbed up Opium hill (or to me it looked like Opium Mountain (that would be Gunung Chandu in malay), I started getting hungry again and ate while walking up finally, we turned two arches and then we saw Ernest's mother's car. Exhausted as we were, we politely requested for a ride to go up to the top. It happened that we just needed to climb up one more flight of stairs to reach our destination. Pity the oil! That might be the cause of the oil prices rising again.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So after nearly finishing what was in my packet (note nearly) of fried rice, we entered the museum, paying one dollar each. Although there was alike a crowd of malays outside, we were astonished to find the whole museum empty except for the three of us. Quite creepy. Then we did what we did best. We slacked.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">or more of we explored the museum for ourselves first.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Then we took pictures of every signboard, took videos of the place and took down notes. The only thing we did not take down was its artefacts. Yup, and we watched it show (Sounds of Battle) Only three of us were present inside. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So finally, ernest's kind mother ferried us to Labrador Park, which only had a map at the entrance. We resorted to taking aphoto of the map and referring to it when we got lost. then we saw a sun skink (based on ernest) , a carpenter bee, a kingfisher, many lizards and more mosquito bites. Yet we could not see the war memorial we had gone to seek, and had to settle on the 6-inch gun at Labrador battery. But it was very informative for us. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">And at there, Ming En and myself finally finished the packet of fried rice and threw it away on top of the casemate (a kind of fortress where the soldiers revealed their guns and shot recklessly. okay the last part is not true). And for some reason we could not see its secret tunnels. The attendent is alleged to be not present at that time being.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So after loitering in the natural reserve, for about 1 and a half hours, and at the same time tiring out our legs, we decidedto give up and ernest's helpful mother came to pick us and sent me and ming en to coronation plaza bus stop. I became hungry yet again and started munching on my bread which I had brought and took bus back home. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So that was my day, pretty straining on both of my limbs. Can you think of better days than this? Tell us!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">OH my god, what an awful experience! I just got posessed by Cheryl Fox! Did she leave anything bad on this post? No? Luckily.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Bye, says yi pin.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-61925478853785836202009-06-03T07:23:00.000-07:002009-06-05T08:56:46.612-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">And here are the respective summaries. Actually I am not sure what I am doing this for. While I convince myself that it is just a record to show that I have read it, or to just remember what the stories are about, in actual fact, and under close analysis (if I type it in Malay it would be hilarious(analisis)), you will find that these explanations have no logic internalised in it. But if you don't understand what I just said, becuase I don't understand my flawed logic either. Nver mind, here they are.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Atavism of the John Tom Little Bear: ??? sorry, I am not making any effort to understand this.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Babes in the Jungle: This is quite funny, because in this case people who think that they can get easy money quick by fooling the people there get tricked of 2000 dollars plus.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Badge of Policeman O'Roon: Grr, I don't understand its implications. Somehow two people who change positions for a while get into trouble.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Best-Seller: The man in this story claims that all best-sellers are dependent on plots which do not exist in real life. However, he has been living a fairy tale all along!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Between Rounds: Are stories meant to have morals, since I cannot find any in this story about a couple quarelling and stopping for a while upon hearing that their neighbour had lost their child, then resuming the fight due to some snide remark the husband uttered.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Bexar Scrip No. 2692: This is in some ways ahorror mystery story in which a person turns into a criminal in order to keep his respected reputation respected, thus showing the cruelty of human nature.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Birds of Bagdad: What type of hen lays the longest? Note the lay is agrammar mistake and it actually means lie, or to lie somewhere. Alternatively, you can read this story for the answer.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">A Blackjack Bargainer:The man gets to end an old feud and receive 200 dollars at the same time, but he has lost the trust of the reader.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Blind Man's holiday: Another story I don't understand, when the man who marries another lady find out that the lady has gone to work but I still don't understand its implications.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Brickdust Row:The man who is in charge of the district goes out with one of the girls there and gets angry with the people who go out with her?</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Brief Debut of Tildy:A waiter who has always looked at her beautiful colleague get courted by gentlemen finally got kissed by a man and is elated, but finds out that the man had acted on the influence of alcohol.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Buried Treasure: The man who continues courting with brazenness and determination will get what he wants.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The buyer from Cactus City: The man who tries to "buy" the girl with money is rejected.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">By Courier:A boy who acts as a messenger between a supposed broken up couple reconciles their relationship.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Caballero's Way:I think the ranger killed the wrong person: the wife of the person he wanted to kill as instructed by the wife.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Cactus:A very short story about a memory of a girl?</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Caliph and the Cad:A man impersonates the Caliph and acts as a gentleman but I think he longs to be rude to women</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Caliph, Cupid and the Clock:It seems that one must always give a chance to yourself for miracles might happen.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-9295812751467937612009-06-02T07:37:00.000-07:002009-06-02T08:33:22.397-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">In an effort to prove that I have read all those darned stories, (but they are in fact quite interesting), here are the very concise, summarised, abridged version of the respective stories continued from the previous posts.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">After Twenty Years: This story illustrates how a friendship can never last without contact for some years. In fact, inside my 西游记 book it says such a fitting 常言:“三年不上门,当亲也不亲”, when the 孙悟空 thought he could get his 师父 back from the 牛魔王's son. Anyway i am deviating, so lets move on!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">An Afternoon Miracle: This story is about some lady who never was scared of snakes changing after meeting some ranger, in the end being frightened by a caterpillar.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">An Apology: a very short story about an apology why they stopped printing the Rolling Stone.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Aristocracy versus Hash: Food (corned beef), in the end is still more important than some "moldy ancestors"</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Art and the Bronco: Somehow I dont understand this.As usual for O Henry's stories, the twist is that his artwork is in the end, destroyed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Assessor of Success: Priorities figure a lot when you want to define what a good life is and one can never be satisfied unless his priorities are satisfied.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">At Arms with Morpheus: A pharmacist tries to keep another friend awake by making him angry, accusing him of deeds he would never have dreamt to have done. Somehow i works but the friend seems to have accepted that deed as one of his real wrongdoings, otherwise meaning that the narrator had just messed up his brain.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Okay, here are the 7 stories for today. 180 more to go! Speaking of math, I think that I have totally failed for today's SMO 2009 which was superbly difficult, and was at least twice as mind-boggling as the 2008 paper. I hope that I can still make it to second round or risk myself losing a CCA. Hopefully I can get the gold Award too. Haiz. Good luck for me!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">This sounds SO ego and self-centered. Haha.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Ng Yi Pin.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-40246892226086824192009-06-01T05:07:00.000-07:002009-06-01T06:46:45.312-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">urghh, a new day of a holiday!!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">You might think I am crazy to despise this beginning of aglorious holiday but think of all the burdens of homework which tag along with it: RTA play, history ACE project, geog ws, chinese ws, SMO (okay, that is quite fun), 200+ storis to read by the Guy and the Henry, Projects Day, and my Malay ACE. Come to think of it, it is actually not much! (For those who are less sensitive, PLEASE NOTE THE SARCASM IN MY VOICE. thanks) . Yup, thats all. Actually, now, I am ploughing through the 200+ stories by the writers which, based on the brilliant calculations ground out by my brilliant brain, adds out to a sum of at least 6.666666666666666 stories read everyday. Luckily, the real sum of stories needed to be read is 198 so I only need to read a measly sum of 6.6 books per day. WOOHOO! a saving of 0.066666666666 books per day! Behold the power of math!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Speaking of math, tomorrow is the SMO!!! Due to the immense pressure heaped on me and ming en by our Math Olympiad teachers Mis sg Weeh Geen gee and M Rang La Ichi Ang (real names will not be named due to privacy) to kick us out of Socrates Club if we do not get into second round, we have been mugging for this important competition by discussing math questions on the phone for a measly amount of 2 hours 6 minutes. Just to ask, who has been as lazy as us in preparing for this SMO? (please tag)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Besides this, now I will summarise the stories that Mdm Lim has told us to read. I have read a grand total of five, counting, and here are the respective endings (mostly twists):</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Girl: From the story it seems as if Mr Hartly wants the hand of Vivienne, which ends up with Hartly just asking her to be his chef.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Little Speck in Garnered Fruit: After all the fuss the Kid went through to get the peach, his misstress announced that she </span><em><span style="font-size:130%;">just</span></em><span style="font-size:130%;"> might want an orange, which was brought up many times by thegrocers the Kid patronised.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Next to Reading Matter: This story just speaks about how pepole will come up with fake stories as marketing ploys, and shows how eloquence triumphs over beauty/handsomeness.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Guilty Party: This is a story i do not quite understand. I think the children playing on the porch were imagining themselves as grownups who kill one other due to their unloyalty to each other (as in marriage)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Rose of Dixie: Another story I am not sure of, but if I am not wrong, it is about a magazine editor from the south and another from the north arguing about whether to include a person's article whom he did not want to reveal who turns out to be the president of USA,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">What You Want: This is a story about how money might just not bring whatever you want.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">According to their Lights: Two men who wanted money, and when offered chances to have them but in some kind of condition, both rejected the chances although both would have accepted the conditions the other had rejected. This was a result of acting acording to their lights, or more of their ways of life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">An Adjustment of nature: This gives the idea that the man Kraft wanted Milly to himself so he would benefit for money in the end.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">the Admiral: an even more confusing story, when the Admiral of the "navy" is never used. Maybe this illustrates the white elephants of every country, people who have no use.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The Adventures of Shamrock Jolnes: here is a woinderful story about a detective whose observational skills are brilliantly brilliant. Perhaps he is an ancient sort of Sherlock holmes, hence his nearly similar, jumbled name. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">And Finally, Boule de Suif: This is a relatively long short story (which took me 45+ minutes to read) about a woman who was firstly kind to her "friends" but was supposedly abandoned by them in order to leave because in order for them to leave the women, Boule de Suif had to be mistress to one of the Prussian soldiers there.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yah, I think that is all I would like to summarise. Reading these stories are straining to the eyes, not even counting the Boule de Suif which was still counted as a short story![outrage]</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yeah, just 187 more stories to go! (187=11x17, so I will be able to finish them if I read 11 stories for the next 17 days! Woohoo!)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">ng Yi Pin.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-75367415077141165092009-05-08T20:50:00.000-07:002009-05-08T21:08:22.544-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">Ok, this will be my last post as I have reached five posts already. This blog post willl be dedicated fully to math and I will not make it very long as I still have homework like the IS final project, chinese worksheet which I unfortunately left at school because of that super-hectic 30 minutes which I covered on the previous post which might take you 30 minutes to read it (for some reason I am a more long-winded bloger than Darrel who is more popular in the long-winded olympics. But let me assure you, I will be a worthy opponent so watch out, Darrel!!). What a coincidence. Anyway, how ironic as I am the Chinese rep. I think I am like the most forgetful chinese rep around. ANYWAY, i HAVE deviated from the topic of math so let us start on it!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Firstly, the answer to the question. As you ave seen, the sequence is 19, 4, 1, 4, 7 and the 6th term is 4 so this is similar to Mr Tan's pattern of 5 '1's. You can therefore see that the repeating fours is an indication of the nth term being something+4. And since this occurence only appears at the 2nd,4th and 6th term, you can safely assume that the nth term is something like (n-6)(n-4)(n-2). However, if you try that, you will get a sequence of -11, 4, 7, 4, 1,4 which is quite different. So the trick is that you have to minus the 4 away from all the terms first. you will then get 15,0,-3,0,3,0. It is then suddenly obvious that this sequence is actually the negated version of your (n-6)(n-4)(n-2) which is equal to a sequence of -15, 0, 3, 0, -3, 0. So, it is now obvious that the nth term is actually (6-n)(4-n)(2-n)+4. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">There you have it! And so since I promised to make this short, this post ends here.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yi Pin.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">PS.a maths question for math enthusiasts:another sequence---28,24,12,6,4,? </span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-75799403061412493942009-05-08T19:56:00.000-07:002009-05-08T20:22:55.639-07:00<p>All of a sudden (oops! Please whoever who is marking my blog don't be as critical as Mdm Lim and censure my blog for using these forbidden words) I just realised that my titles never appear as a title!! Grr! It must be my blogskin! so here's today's title:</p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">NOTHING MUCH FOR TODAY only wishes to get ace points for blog OH YEAH AND MATHS QUESTION ANSWERS OUT FOR GRABS</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So lets start harping on something. What should it be? OKay then, since today for some reason I have a drought of ideas for this post let me comment on yesterday's very busy life from 1.30-. Firstly, obviously i don't read the class blog so i did not know that the letter from Afghanistan was due. And since I was content to leave it living in my file waiting for a chance to leave the file to live in Mdm Lim's Language Arts file, (GREAT ALLITERATION! </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">=)</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="color:#ff0000;">a smiley if you dont recognise</span> says Mr Krison), I had no chance to do it and for some reason when Mdm Lim told us to hand it up, I had not taken the chance to do it but instead placed it back into the file to let it wait for another eternity to live his dream of leaving the file. Only when it was 1.30 that Han Wei was screaming for that worksheet that Mdm Lim's sacred words came to mind: Late worksheets will not be entertained that I started rushing it. And to pile onto my worries, I had not labelled the dividers on my yellow file because I had no stickers and stuff like that. And besides that I had to bring the yellow files to 房老</span><span style="font-size:130%;">师's table with the temporarily elusive Darrel. So you can imagine the stress that was on me when my stomach reminded my that it was goaning for a lunch.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">As I never wanted to be on a blacklist of any teacher, I decided to sacrifice my lunch to finish my worksheet. Luckily, Zhu Cheng was nearby; Unluckily, he was hooked on PES (damn my brother for sending him that); but our responsible chairman did not fail to help me and I finished the worksheet and transorted the yellow files to 房老师's desk in a short timing of 30 minutes. Of course, my CCA started at 2.oo and when I rushed to the room my CCA members were waiting outside the room and my stomach was like going mad so after asking Ming En "Should I go and eat?" and hearing him reply "I finished in 4 minutes" I rushed away to the canteen, ignoring Ming En's futile cries of "Oi! Don't go!"</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">In 4-5 minutes I finished my big plate of 菜饭 and dashed back to the room, only to find that everyone had gone into the room. Without further ado, I went into the room and sat at the far side, listening to Ms Gwee talking about the our CCA open house activities. 2.50 came very soon and I left 5 minutes late, arriving at the track and was in time to see our class win the 4x100 m relay! Somehow I observed that those on the outside of the track always got first/second while those at the inner ring were significantly slower. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">After that was the 12x200 relay and we got second! However, we can forgive Samuel because he is a sprinter and can dash like super fast for 100 m but not so fast at the next 100 m. Anyway, a silver medal is better than nothing. And even with a bandaged hand Justin still did quite well.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So thats like everything that went on. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Since the math question was posted 50 minutes before, I guess that noone had the chance to try it so I have decided to post the answer the next time! continue reading my blog and bye!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yi Pin.</span></p><p></p><p></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-88140677754060094022009-05-07T06:40:00.000-07:002009-05-08T19:46:39.816-07:00<p><span style="font-size:130%;">Remembering that it is essential to post about Animal Farm, I have decided to do this in addition to something I had wanted to post but did not want to make my post too long so I have decided to post it in a new post which is this one (try saying this sentence in one breath) and post some other things (e.g. multimedia).</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Firstly, lets discuss about Animal Farm. It seems to be very lame to summarise this story which has been summarised so much times it is more abridged than an abridged dictionary (what?) so i have decided to talk about the flaws of all the animals which caused the downfall of Animal Farm as it transformed back to Manor (Man or) Farm even though it turned out to be very prosperous with the farmers commenting on its efficiency and cruelty.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So let us start with the top baddies, Napoleon and Squealer. Napoleon was obviously too greedy for power and thirsted for money, therefore bringing Animalism to an end, by adopting the vice of the lust for money by humans. Besides, he was the one who brought the collapse of Animal Farm so he is the main culprit.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Squealer is just Napoleon's mouthpiece and an eloquent way of turning Napoleon's unfair actions into great deeds that show Napoleon's "love" for the animals. Besides, he was the one who changed all the commandments to suit his own needs and explained away all the breaking of the commandments, thus corrupting the values of Animalism. This led to th collapse of Animalism as an ideal and the colapse of the "brainchild" -Animal Farm.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Next are the ignorant animals. Boxer was instrumental in keeping the power of Napoleon in check as his own motto was that "Napoleon ia always right", thus showing the way he blindly followed and worked his way into a knacker's van. This loyalty was obviously not appreciated as Boxer was done away after he got injured. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Some of the other animals, such as the chickens who were directly affected did rebel but it was futile and more of the other animals who realised they were heading in the wrong direction suicided by confessing to "crimes" with Snowball. However, Snowball easily deflected these threats by weaving untruths with his glib tongue. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Benjamin was the most useless one, not doing anyhting constructive to make the animals realise what was happening. However, it was clear he wanted to stay silent or risk his life, or he just saw no point in doing anything because based on him, poverty and starvation were the unchangeable way of life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Clover did realise something but was too late, and her memory was rendered useless as she never trusted it, instead trusting Squealer and his false truths. Therefore, Animal Farm collapsed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The dogs were in the same league of Napoleon and are not worthy enough to be discussed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So that is all for the discussion of Animal Farm and surely this is longer than 150 words.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Just some miscellaneous multimedia for something we watched today but could not catch the last part-斗琴,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><object width="425" height="344"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtPdBKhvENw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">I wanted to post a maths question but it seems that there is no time...</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">well here it is:)(For those who read this post be4 10.31 a.m. 9 may 2009, you will not see this because I edited this post at 10.32 a.m. 9 May 2009.)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Find the nth term of this sequence and predict the 6th term...</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">19, 4, 1, 4, 7, ?</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Any ideas? Your answer can be counted as a comment and to make it over 50 words, I can give you an idea to lengthen it. You can post like:"In a response to Yi Pin's post about Animal Farm (after he r</span><span style="font-size:130%;">emembered that it is essential to post about Animal Farm)which is in addition to something he had wanted to post but did not want to make his post too long so he had decided to post it in a new post which is this one (try saying this sentence in one breath) and post some other things too(e.g. multimedia), I have an answer to his maths question :" So heres how you can do it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Stumped? If you want the answer, I can post it in a new post, but I hope someone will try it. And if you really can't think of anything, you can relate to Mr Tan's pattern and another hint is that the 6th term is 4 for those who really </span><span style="font-size:130%;">放弃了.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So bye!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yi Pin.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-911008451898422892009-05-07T06:13:00.000-07:002009-05-07T06:50:45.365-07:00every dog has its day (although i am not a dog) cont.<p><span style="font-size:130%;">Based on Han Wei, my font size is too straining on the eye so I have decided to make the font size large. Yup. And for miscellaneous purposes, I would like to announce that this post is not really related to the previous one and I had not planned for this. Oh yeah. I will keep this short for the reader's comfort.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Firstly, let me comment on the whole day. Firstly, it has been a GREAT day for me! thus the title. It started when I read the newspapers about Manchester United winning Arsenal (WooHOO! Sorry for hurting your feelings though, Justin) and continued when I got my maths results back. Finally, I have gotten full marks without the bonus question! Muahahaha! I congratulate Ming En on carrying on your constantly consisistent consecutive (yeah, alliteration) full mark streak for the math tests. (Suddenly I realise math period was the last. This whole order is screwed.)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">After that was the com lab experience when we watched the Chinese movie which was in English and it was very nice, though we could not get to watch the "精彩的部分" as quoted from 房老师 since the bell had rang and the 1i2 class were starting to rush in. BTW, everybody who has read this blog PLEASE bring your chinese files ALL ELSE. However, I would like to apologise for the fact that I have not taken the "少年文摘" yet. Please remind me for whoever is reading this blog post, though I believe that responsible Chun Jie will remind me again as he did the past time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">The english essay marks were okay too because I got A1 but it is not the best because there were like 7 people ahead of me. I hope that I can get exemption from Literature exams though.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">And what is Mrs Ann's obsession with Nasi Lemak? Not that I am implying anything mean, she is quite a good teacher.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Finally, the last great things about this great day was our prelim Two and the soccer match, although I was really angered when the JC students refused to move and even after that, the referee let the 1i4-2i3? match start first. It just struck me that since the 1i4-2i3? match was scheduled to be from 2-2.40, the sec 2 students shouldn't have argued that they had to go at 2.00 as they should had already known that IF their match had started from 2-2.40, they wouldn't have played (still).</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Though we stll won though Wei Ren and myself only played like 2 minutes? and had to rush off though we still saw Timothy Lung score that brilliant goal which most likely arose from his proness at basketball throwing. He was agreat goalkeeper to the end, though I must say that the sec 2s were shooting not into the empty areas but into Timothy Lung. Justin rocks too, for scoring four goals. I was so relieved when Jin Yang said you could play once you replaced the ball. And it turned out to be a great decision. Though again, it seems like this is a bad day after getting his hand mutilated and his soccer teams' dreams being mutilated too.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">And for the prelim two, we like sailed through the finals like a sailfish because of a decisive statement one of the judges said,"Why are you in prelim two?" And at that, our hearts leapt with joy and all the judges were like smiling especially the one who just spoke the previous statement. And she ended off with "0kay, no more questions? Thank you!"</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So, as I conclude yet again, as I did for the previous post, but in a lighter tone, every Yi Pin has his day.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yi Pin (not Yipin)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Ps. I guess this isn't really a short post. look out for the next post posted on the same day and about same time.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-8794600969663531662009-05-02T08:41:00.000-07:002009-05-02T09:10:19.184-07:00every dog has its day<p><p>As seen in the title, every dog has its day. This includes the converse which is definitely true, after the various proofs i went through on thursday. Maybe fate was forcing myself to rest on labour day. </p><p>Anyway, here are the itsy bitsy details. Firstly, on thursday, we had the street soccer match (iLeague, not PES2008/2009 as some of you might wrongly mistake, which was precisely what my brother did so i added this message) at 1.30 pm. Excited as a dog can be on its day (what day?), we bounded to the jc court, with myself rushing to the staff room and handing up the scarce amount of chinese worksheets to <em>fang lao shi</em>, then changing into P.E. attire and rushing to catch up with the others, all the while holding precariously to Aloy Oh's precious phone with the internazionale vs ? match paused. When we reached there, no one was in sight and they started training, with myself squinting at the tiny screen fated to cause myopia, furiously jabbing at the buttons and groaning intermittently. (Obviously i missed a goal).</p>Then the match started. At first, i was not in the team and we started quite well, although they scored a goal and justin came bounding back to score one more, equalising. After that, eeberything spiralled downhill and when i entered the pitch, our side had concede 6 goals and was losing 6-1. And that was like only half-half time. When i entered, everything turned for the better. For a while, nobody scored(exactly 1.58720064 seconds) and then...<p></p><p>they scored.</p><p>oops.</p><p>heehehehe.</p><p>ok, nothing funny in reality. So the match progressed, and jin yang was subbed in, the goalie was changed several times from Wei Ren to Adrian to Wei Ren to Adrian and to me (for exactly 0.0000001 nanosecond and this can be counted as nothing even as small and infitessimal it seems) then to Adrian and to Wei Ren. So we conceded goals like...a pool ball into their holes? like...a pinball into the wormholes? like... a ball into a net?</p><p>Never mind. But the good thing was, we scored another goal with our great Justin who would prove to be a source of great chagrin for us. At the end, we were thrashed 11-2 but i would say that Jin Yang, Aloy oh , wei ren, and me were instrumental in getting the ball out (to the opponents, as i say, bowing my head in failure). Justin was good at dribbling, and adrian was great, but daniel sng from 1i4 was better. As we watched on, he saved many goals by using his hands and placing himself in front of the speeding ball, something i would not dare. This must have been why we lost so terribly(11-2) and they lost so terrificly (3-1).</p><p>Then Justin had to kick the ball up the tree, giving himself a red card off the pitch and suspension for the next game. This is spoken without any bad or ill feelings, mind you. </p><p>The good thing was that when walking back for lunch, me, adrian, justin and wei ren saw a snake.</p><p>A REAL LIFE SNAKE, slithering on the ground! Based on justin and wei ren, they saw the snake fall from a tree. It was slithering into the drain and as we crept closer, i could see that it was orange, with black, yellow and some red specks o its body. It was about 30-40 cm long and had a small head (like ermmm, three beans put together. You weren't expecting a name , were you?) </p><p>So now on to the bad things and since it is super late for me, 12.07 am, i will make it very short. Firstly, during baton passing, i scratched myself above the ankleswith my shoes. Then, i banged my head on the wall and slipped while walking back home. Worst, i left my plastic bag of uniform in class and returned home to a bad scolding.</p><p>So there you have it! Every dog has his day and bad day. Just for <em>yu le xing</em>, Justin's worst day is this day too. </p><p>Bye!</p><p>Yi Pin.</p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-54983136372938305102009-04-10T07:47:00.000-07:002009-04-10T08:06:53.480-07:00<p>Hi, I am back with a fifth post and this time, i will be free from the homework which has been grabbing me and pulling me down into the dark dumps of homework! Muahahahahahahahahaha! Hopefully the word I just posted on the previous sentence will be counted two words due to its large bulk size. To take advantage of the situation, let me add one more of this super-large, super long files (in case of emergency, i will zip it and you will be able to see it). SSSSSIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!</p><p>Now why am i sighing? Firstly, it is due to the epic failures of all our projects during projects day. Firstly, a significant change of mood was present at the room (4A4). Firstly, one of nervousness, then relieved, then worried, then borrrred. Bored takes up 99.999 percent of it. of course, the feelings before it are important too, because they are all due to the epic fail of our project!!!</p><p>Firstly, we did not have any reflections, because we had not gone to the care corner. What? You don't know what my project is about? Well, we are supposed to go to Toa Payoh Care Corner to do service by teaching the old folks basic English and in turn, let them teach us dialects. This is to let them have more meaningful lives. So, after this presenting on my project, our dillemma is that we had not gone to the care corner yet!!! It was scheduled on 4th april, a monday, but when i phoned the organisation they said that the elderly were not in at the moment. LUCKILY, we had not gone yet. Besides, i had "pon"ed my malay lesson to go to the care corner but it was canceled in the end!!! By the way, 'pon'ed means skipped a lesson. And more ironically, 'pon'ed comes from <em>pontek</em> which means skip a lesson in malay! Which was what i done, except that I skipped the malay lesson!</p><p>Diaoz.</p><p>And besides that, the judges also questioned our need for service: HOW do we answer that?Luckily, our dear friend Aloy Oh also suffered that humiliation so we can "you fu tong xiang, you nan tong dan". So sorry. Switching of languages can happen very often if you listen to the Chinese Rep speak.</p><p>BTW, i heard that Ernest's group had a super good project. Is that true? Please comment. I congratulate on it, anyway.</p><p>So there. BB. I mean Bye Bye.</p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">PS: One of our projects day prelim round judges was Mr Tan BB. he lived up to his name by being very nice to us and did not question us at all.</span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-89074040291255226072009-04-04T03:21:00.000-07:002009-04-04T03:58:01.575-07:00Some extra thingies<p>Yesterday night was the chinese drama about Tan Kah Kee. However, I'm not blogging about it today, but about somewhere that I went to last Saturday, which is very near the location Victoria Theatre is at.</p><p>Okay, suspense is not working here. I went to the Asian Civilisation Museum last week to view the exhibition on the Kang Xi Emperor, the chinese emperor ruling for the longest period of 60 years. It was very informative, with exhibits on how enterprising, clever and great this emperor was. Based on memory, I have recollected some information about him.</p><p>1. He had over 60 children from his two wives and 55 concubines. (The exact number might not be correct.) He and his first wife (known to be kind) were paired ina planned marriage, meaning that their parents chose them to be together. However, it was said that they were a loving couple and when she died, the emperor was ver much grieved and was sad for eons. However, he married again, and his second wife was kind and caring like the first and if i am not wrong, brought pride to the royal family. The sad part is that she died soon afterwards. After that second disaster, Kang Xi emperor never married again. Sorry for the lack of pictures, because photography is strictly unallowed by the museum people, but a strange characteristic was that the wives of the emperor had two holes pierced in each ear for each of them, and from each hole hang an earring with two pearls. (I would like to reiterate that this information is strictly taken from memory and may not be correct. Sorry.)</p><p>2. He was knowledgeable in areas of writing, science, and even archery. For some reason, he had already had a rifle which was showcased and had a length of about 1.2 m. He was known to have killed hundreds of rabbits, tens of tigers, wolves and other game. His largest haul from one day was over 300 rabbits. He was good at all aspects of science too, owning many scientific instruments including a globe brought by explorers in the 17th century and a mechanical calculator created by Blaise Pascal. He even had a Mathematical set consisting of a protractor and other 3D objects such as spheres, prisms, cuboids, pyramids etc.</p><p>3. Finally, he reached a ripe age with a rule of 60 years, dying a few weeks away from his 70th birthday. His grandson could have surpassed his record, but resigned from his post before a rule of 60 years, in respect of the Kang Xi emperor.</p><p>After hearing so much about the Emperor, here is the real Elements Song.</p><p><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zGM-wSKFBpo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zGM-wSKFBpo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-46892774586235103822009-04-02T06:57:00.000-07:002009-04-02T07:22:40.117-07:00School life<p>Hello, this is yi pin back with a third post.For some reason, I feel like blgging but dont feel like having anything to say, so let me voice out all my comments for today as a day. Firstly, this morning, i had expected to run 2.4 km but guess what? Someone(i am not blaming you, whoever you are) announced that 2.4 km would have to wait. In a way, it is good news as i get more time to train for it but i had wanted to see how fast i could run!! The last time i ran a long distance like this was on a treadmill as i had no chance on the track (I was down with a cough at that time).</p><p>However, I would say lessons were great, and Mdm Lim seemed to be in a great mood so the lesson went smoothly with hardly any scoldings and stuff like that. Only Art period brought some berating for wasting time wearing P.E shirt before coming (and wasting more time for scolding us) and who was that who told us to do that?? Hmmm... Good question...</p><p>Never mind Zhu Cheng, don't be sad, you are still a great chairman.</p><p>And P.E lesson was quite scientific, measuring the heartbeat with the pulse, although i measured it by cupping my chest (<em>ahem, and not anything whatsoever,</em> as CJ would say) with my palm to ensure that the heartbeats were accurately-counted. And it was hilarious when Wei Ren proclaimed that his heartbeat was 72 beats because he lost his position on his wrist. Overall, quite fun, not counting all the lame exercises that we had to do. <span style="font-size:78%;">This means it is not fun.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">The spelling bee was another stupid mistake, which cost me much sweat and energy waiting outside the computer lab after running from the library to the wrong classroom to put my bag, then running back to that classroom to retrieve it and meeting Samuel on the way, telling me,"Never mind, you are not late."</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Anyway, the spelling bee ended without us spelling anything because the computer could not display any questions. And we were supposed to go for Malay, not this spelling bee.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Enjoy the elements song, introduced by Ms Chen.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FU7-dkPsBSc&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FU7-dkPsBSc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-34524101802950934332009-03-31T06:32:00.001-07:002009-03-31T07:02:21.615-07:00Math thingies and a super long post...<p>Hello, this is Yi Pin with a second post and a second blog skin. Since I have slacked and not posted for so long, let me recap on everything i done: Sec 1 camp, Socrates club, Homework, Holiday, and leisure-games(both computer and handphone), [SPORE, CALL OF DUTY 3(current one), Zombie Infection, Some handphone olympics (ask Wei Ren for the correct name), Bounce back, and more!!]However, it is a pity that Aloysius Poh has stopped being my supplier but when one door closes, another one opens!(and sometimes slams your face, which has a combined probability of something i am not sure of and has not calculated yet) This is because, Aloysius has decided to be my other supplier!(Correction*Aloysius Oh*)Besides, Timothy Toh has also eagerly joined my list of suppliers! Woohoo! </p><p>Okay, enough harping about non-academic stuff, now on to the academic stuff. Firstly and most foremostly(is there such a word?), MATHs!! Let us start with two maths olympiad questions first:</p><p>1. A scalene triangle has sides a, b, and c with values 4 cm, y cm and (y+2) cm respectively. When both side b and side c is increased twice in length, what is the perpendicular height of the triangle from side c?<br />2. Find the simplest form of √(13+2√42) -√(13-2√42) .</p><p>This should be quite easy, and try them to challenge both your mind and ... ermm, brain. And feel free to ask for more questions (or more help with questions). Maybe I should talk about my marks then, since there is already no privacy with the CMC knowing all our marks...(Which is an extremely incorrigible act to do <span style="font-size:130%;">UNLESS you give me the list of grades too</span><span style="font-size:100%;">). By the way, I think i am the lowest in class for history, because anybody who gets lower than me is reallly dead! And it is this dear history which pulled the 1 mark from A* of geography to a bare A2. GRRR. However, Chinese and Maths are fine, and science could have been done better if i had not always gotten Bs and B-s and etc for my worksheets.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">What a waste that C++ is over!! It was really fun creating programs. However, multimedia essentials seems fun too, esp. with Windows movie maker and photoshop and adobe fireworks(what is that for? please enlighten me)and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_egg_(media)">virtual easter eggs</a>. To find out more about easter eggs, check the link.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Finally, latest news! I got 117/150 for AMC 10!! Yay!! But i did not get into second round!!!Booo!!! </span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">And that's all.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ng Yi Pin.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ps. OMG! This has 433 words!</span><br /><br /></p>ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365391850018924198.post-77666727892637450512009-03-19T06:10:00.000-07:002009-03-19T06:19:44.562-07:00Blog skinsThis is bad!!! I am currently using such an ugly blog skin because i cannot find a suitable one. this is my first post, so i will make it short. hmm. what am i supposed to say? nothing i guess. bye.ng yi pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024480687058194722noreply@blogger.com0