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lufterz's social issues
Monday, August 27, 2007



Once upon a time, I was one reclusive ass that preferred to live in seclusion with my wabbit friends. Oh, I did step out of my mini comfort zone to catch up with my buddies... once every blue moon. And if I ever attended any social functions, I had the tendency to appear sullen and stand-offish. That WAS me.


Right, so what am I right now?


Still the same I suppose ( duh. I can sense the eyeballs of whoever is reading this rolling, but HOLD IT ), except that I have FINALLY come to the realisation that things aren't going to work my way if I were to maintain that unsociable disposition; especially so for the job that I am holding on right now. On top of this, I also know that my behaviour, thinking and likings can be tad too exotic for the acceptance of the mainstream society at times. Hmm, let's just say that I am not going to put myself through a 180 degree change; I guess the word we are looking at is "adjust" or "compromise".


And yes, we may term this as my "transition period".


"Transition period", to me, comes with "awkwardness". I suppose it's tantamount to teenagers' growing up phase which they seem to have minimal control over? Getting used to the new height and shape IS cumbersome, and the attempts to eliminate unwelcome growths like zits and excess body fats ARE frustrating and demoralising too. And have I not mentioned the painful fashion disasters ( disasters=tsunamis and earthquakes, not drizzles and harmless gales ) that everyone has to go through?


Call me a drama queen, but I think this "transition period" is just as bad, if not worse. Firstly, am I really going to put myself out there to communicate with the outside world? Secondly, will I able to filter out the negative reviews about me during my attempt to find my fit there? The list of doubts goes on, but not here.


Well, yea, I have no solutions at the moment. Let's just see how it goes.

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--what some might say --
10:10 PM


So stuck in Square One
Friday, August 24, 2007



Coldplay - Square One

They always put a smile upon my face at times like these...love them to death!

you're in control
is there anywhere you wanna go
you're in control
is there anything you wanna know
the future's for discovering
the space in which we travel in

from the top of the first page
to the end of the last page
from the start in your own way
you just want
somebody listening to what you say
it doesn't matter who you are

under the surface trying to break through
decifering the codes in you
I need ...?
I'm on the top, I can't get back
whoa whoa whoah
whoa whoa whoah

the first line in the first page
to the end of the last page
you where ...?
from the start in your own way
you just want
somebody listening to what you say
it doesn't matter who you are
it doesn't matter who you are

you just want
somebody listening to what you say
oh, you just want
somebody listening to what you say
it doesn't matter who you are
it doesn't matter who you are

is there anybody out there who
is lost and hurt and lonely too
they're bleeding all the colors into one
and a few come undone
as if you've been run through
some catapult who fired you
you wonder if your chance will ever come
or if you're stuck in square one


Check out the superb live performance at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ek8z8QIk6Rg

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--what some might say --
10:01 PM


Good things always come in threes?
Friday, August 17, 2007





3.0 Theorem Good things always comes in threes (... ?)


Prologue: I was watching ANTM and saw this photo with this text that says "Good things always come in threes". How interesting...


Suppose there are 3 non-collinear points in a 2D space. Let p1, p2 and p3 be these 3 points in this space.

Mr Euclid once said that "any 3 NON COLLINEAR POINTS form a TRIANGLE, a basic shape in geometry". The word "basic" suggests it is a fundamental shape/theory which many more complex ones will be built upon the seemingly harmless TRIANGLE, and here we go.

My math teacher taught us that n-sided polygon is formed by (n-2) triangles. And true enough, you can get 2 triangles out of a 4sided polygon, 3 triangles from a 5-sided polygon, so on and so forth. This is the first time I see this pricky darn thing spanning a series of formulas and theorems. IRRITATING...yes. But manageable. If there is a tinge of IRRITATION at this stage already, should I still comply with theorem 3.0? *shrugz*

Few years later, my math professor decided that maybe we should learn how to integrate triangles in a 3D space to get the respective volumes. 2-3 weeks into my calculus lecture, other n-sided polygons appeared in the later part of my calculus notes. Geez, you should have taken a look at the help sheet I brought into my calculas exam hall at the end of that semester; it was so cluttered with graphs, formulas and theorems that it looked almost like a blue colored paper that you can buy off the shelf. At that point of time, I truly understand that THREE is a BASIS OF EVIL ELEMENTS that spans nothing but A VOLUME OF PROBLEMS!

Contradiction arises. Therefore, Theorem 3.0 is NOT TRUE (proven)! Honestly, GOOD THINGS DON'T COME IN THREES!


Corollary. If you are involved with the number "3" or a "TRIANGLE" right now, I am telling you again that they are nothing but a BASIS OF EVIL ELEMENTS THAT GENERATES VOLUMES OF PROBLEMS, based on my experience.

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12:43 AM




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