My New Love

Thanks to my VI choir daddy, I've fallen for his voice...
And he's cute too!

NellyAnn

A friend who was always there for me... She knows just the right things to say to make me feel better. Not only did I listen to her problems but she listens to mine as well no matter now small it was. We're both stubborn and never gives in and when we get into a fight, it was real bad... It lasted for a year the last time... But we still got back on track. I miss you NellyAnn... So so so bad...

Words

Looking at my baby cousin i realised something. A child holds on to words like it is the most important thing in the world. But some adults gave their word to children and their words are like a silhouette of a breeze. Their minds are bent towards their own problems and pleasures. I wonder how many people have actually gave their word and forgot, oblivious to the child crying in the corner.

Flashback

I am so tired of facing the world lately that I would confine myself to my room and a few close friends. Being around them is so easy. I can talk without worries that I might say the wrong thing and I can just be me. And also, more importantly, they actually care what is going on in this boring life of mine. They listen. And they respond. I miss home and I miss my family. I need a longer break... I just don't know how much longer I can take this...

Was talking with some friends about nursery rhymes yesterday... Kinda brought me back to my childhood. Kinda.

This old man, he played one,
He played knick-knack on my thumb;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played two,
He played knick-knack on my shoe;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played three,
He played knick-knack on my knee;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played four,
He played knick-knack on my door;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played five,
He played knick-knack on my hive;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played six,
He played knick-knack on my sticks;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played seven,
He played knick-knack up in Heaven;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played eight,
He played knick-knack on my gate;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played nine,
He played knick-knack on my spine;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played ten,
He played knick-knack once again;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

Last Minute Work

And so I procrastinated and only did my slides for my English for Science presentation the day before I am supposed to present. The worse thing about the situation is the fact that I have yet to choose my topic for the presentation. Stressing about it for some time, I finally decided to talk about the Fibonacci Sequence. It seem to be an interesting enough topic and I hope that it would not bore the rest of the class... It was only after I did more research that it struck me. The golden ratio, which is the ratio of one of the numbers from the sequence against the number before it, is something really magnificent and mysterious indeed...

The Fibonacci Sequence starts with the number 0. Then, it continues with 1. The numbers after that are obtained by the addition of the two digits before it. And thus :

0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89...

The sequence then continue on indefinitely. This progression signifies growth and the ability to learn from the things you did before to acquire the next piece of information.

A rectangle with the length and width of two numbers from the sequence is called the golden rectangle. This rectangle can be broken down into squares the size of the next Fibonacci number.


And when an arc is drawn into the squares, a pattern is formed. This pattern is a spiral. And it's significance is where it is found, not only in structures of the natural world but also in products of human culture.

Some examples of where the golden ratio is found :


The Parthenon


Human Finger Bones

Daisies, Shells, Pine Cones

Cauliflowers, Sunflowers

The Nautilus shell... Which, with every growth, adds on another Fibonacci number...

These are just seen in small scale in our daily lives, but directly above us in the vast universe, there are also galaxies that follows the golden ratio. Amazing indeed huh?

This ratio is like a blueprint. It appears to be the trademark of a designer. The proof of a creator. Something left behind indicating the one who was there. The fingerprint of God...

Kareshi Kanojo no Jijou

A romantic drama that brought me on a roller coaster ride of turbulent emotions. It made me realise something though... I have always gotten angry over the characters who shut themselves off and leave everyone else in the dark about things while trying to deal with their problems on their own. Little did I realise that I have been doing exactly just that lately... To those who were worried for me during these few days, sorry for all the trouble I've caused and thank you... Thank you for bearing with me even though I have been acting like an idiot. Also, to the few who stuck to me and those who gave me advice, I am forever grateful to you for pulling me back from the dump that I had been in. It makes me happy to have friends who supports me and encourages me when I am down. *runs back to the flock*

Fire

The building is burning. Heat and smoke filled the air around me. Choking I try looking for a way of escape. But it seemed like I am cut off from every direction. Alone, all I can do is wait for help to come. But how many would actually dare to brave a burning building? Knowing the pain the fire could inflict and the suffocation due to lack of air, most would run away from it. We are drilled to run away from fire since young. Who in their right mind, with no firefighter experience, would run into a building that is so near collapsing?