15 November, 2006

*235 - physics again

On the way to Justin's place in the bus, the sky was threateningly dark. Justin bet that it would start raining within 3 minutes, I bet that we would get to his place dry.

He was absolutely precise in his prediction (we set the timer haha) and I was spectacularly wrong. We got out of the bus and calmly crossed the road, in the mild drizzle.

And then the heavens opened and the waters descended. Whipped my pretty purple umbrella out, but the silly thing decided to be useless and flipped inside out HAHA. I hate it when that happens because 1. you tend to get really really wet and 2. you look absolutely silly holding an umbrella that collects rainwater like a giant bowl above your head instead of protecting you from the rain.

Squelch squelch.

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(The two little brown dots aren't fang scars lah, they're just 2 of my trillions of moles.)

Yes, The Booboo. In its crowning glory of yellows, browns, purples and reds. Contrary to popular belief, Justin has not been abusing me.

First sustained the bruise a week ago I think, when I dropped the showerhead onto my arm because I missed the hook while putting it back after my bath.

The next day, I did the exact same thing, and it landed on the exact same spot. Laughed at my idiocy because one would think that I would have learnt to be more careful. And also at the fact that it's not exactly easy to miss the hook, and the coincidence of it landing on the exact same area on my arm.

And then on Saturday - no prizes for guessing what happened. Yeah, I dropped it on the bruise again. Hahaha. This time it really swelled and until today (Wednesday already lehh) there's still a lump in the middle (the yellow part in the center).

So that's the story of The Booboo.

After that I decided to be very aware about hooking the showerhead back properly and realised that I always use my right hand to do that, and my left arm is always in the same position turning off the water. So that's why it kept landing on the same spot.

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Physics Paper 3 was quite awful, I know I keep saying everything's awful so what I say is losing its credibility but I'm pretty shocked because in comparison to all the past year papers I've practiced, a lot of papers this year seem to be much tougher than previously. But then everyone always says their papers are particularly difficult, so.

Had a discussion about Physics over dinner, where Daddy and Joel poohpooh-ed over the questions that I thought were difficult. Sparked off a nice long discussion between them about centripetal force and gravitation, while Mummy and I listened on in silent horror. I guess there's a reason why they were both Double Math and Physics students, heh.

Joel was talking about how in Cornell, his math class was so competitive that in the entire semester, he got one measly question wrong, and that cost him his A+. And Daddy was talking about how his math class in UK was easy peasy because of his double math background and so he sailed through the first 2 years gathering A's and being very bored in class.

F Math students learn a lot more math than the rest of us, haha.

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Guess how this photo was taken, hurhur. Swirly wirly. Curly twirly? Burly girly? (I evidently won't get by as a poet.)


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Biotech is looming! Hands up anyone who has begun studying for biotech!

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And xY! What a surprise to see you all clad in RJ uniform today! Hehe sneaky sneaky (: