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Written on: Friday, August 18, 2006
yesterday during chinese class we were doing some exercise where teacher reads a word and we write in hanyu pinyin. there was this word that had the u with the two dots above it, and the stroke was supposed to be above the u. this is a discussion between arif and i about the dots above the u.Time: 11:29 AM me: you musnt write the dots lah... arif: must lah you idiot me: don't need lah bodoh. just like i and j right. arif: walau eh need lah. ok wait teacher explaining. teacher: ok class. the u, the u on the word. the two dots. (she writes in on the whiteboard) arif: see i told you need the two dots teacher: the dots. don't use the two dots arif: **** that should give you an idea of how fun chinese can be. to all ya chinese ppl out there, happy new year. since i've nothing much to talk about, i'll start teaching again. EQUATION OF A STRAIGHT LINE while this may sound cmoplicated to people who havent learnt graphs and stuff, i assure you it is damn simple. no matter what mathematicians say, or no matter what all the damn maths books say, the equation is simplifidedly simple in actual fact. i'll now reveal it to you. FIRST. you put your pencil down. then you draw. TAKE THAT, MATH FREAKS. POSTMAN PROBLEM this was a topic covered by an RE(retarded, i mean research education) group during our presentation day. they were talking about finding the shortest path a delivery man can take from the popular warehouse to all the major popular bookstores in singapore. they talked about some algorithm thang and showed us lotsa drawings and stuff. i think they wasted their time. this is my solution. popular is DAAAAMN rich. so what they can do is buy a few trucks, get a few drivers, and send one bloody truck to each outlet or sth like that, and they're done. psst. i didn't use an algorithm ya jack*****. now here's sth i did during re some time ago. it made a lot of sense to me at that time, and it still does. i thus with to do a share, and the knowledge is going to all of you. yes, i share the story. you can be reading, but i say you it is a bit of a raaabish. maybe you want to be full of care, or your brain is exploding. Once upon a time, there lived a computer. This computer's name was com. He was a very good computer because he always listened to whatever his master said. His master loved him very much, and always spent a lot of money upgrading Com. Com was very happy as he had just been fitted with a super huge dunno what kind of screen, and he had the best graphics card known to man. He was a blazing fast computer with a hell lot of RAM. There were just so many cool parts to him, I can't bother listing them all out. But one day, an evil boy named Boy wrote a virus. It was a very good virus. It made people's computer cry and die. This boy flushed the virus down his virtual toilet, and it entered the sewers of computer land. It lived there for some time, and after awhile it had a whole clan. They were very happy viruses, and they wanted to do fun things. So one day each of them followed a sewer pipe until they reached a computer. Then they made the computer cry and die. All the antivirus companaies did not know what to do because the virus was very clever and weird. It could hide anywhere, and the weirdest thing was that the computers it bullied REALLY cried! Tears came out of their screens, and after awhile they died. One day, Com was switched on when he heard a knock somewhere at the back of his head. He said 'Come in!" and the virus said "OK!" The virus came in and Com saw it. He was very scared and he started to cry. He cried and cried, and he finally died. That was the end of Com. His owner could not re-use any part of Com as it had all exploded because of Com's tears. Then he lived happy every after. Now you know a fraction of me. just a small fraction. hey! that's maths! so its not THAT useless after all! NOW I LOVE MATHS! dammit i'm damn bored. maybe i'll |
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