Hey all, its yr once again, posting on tiff's blog.

I guess i'm in another mood of introspection so well, i shall document down my thoughts before they vanquish away.

TO BE OR NOT TO BE?

To be smart or not to be smart? The question of intelligence is one subjected to much debate. A friend once remarked to me," My younger brother may be smart, but I am talented". Would anyone just admit that he is not as smart or intelligent as another individual? This questions has greater implications when the notion of race comes into picture. James Watson, anyone? Context: James Watson, the famous geneticist who came up with the concept of DNA, posited a proposition that africans are less intelligent than westerners. Look at what it has done to him. Loss of his teaching position and having to defend himself from the media itself...

Should one actively embraced one's own intelligence? I do think so. It helps one to understand himself better and be better prepared as he understands the limitations/potential of what he has.

Consider with me this paradoxical position. Lets assume that there is a really smart man and he is called x.

First case: X is not aware how smart he is and he demostrates his intelligence full blown without restrain. By doing so, others may feel intimidated by him and thus be adverse to him in general. They may start to question his motives and end up misunderstanding him and his intentions.

Second case: X is aware of his intelligence and when he speaks, he brings himself down to the level of the person that he is speaking to. When he does this, isnt he able to do only if he has first secretly acknowledge his superior intelligence? This is the only way he can hold back his full intellectual capacity; they hold back because they see others as inferior. That is pretty egoistic and condescending, isnt it?

What are we to do then? Live and let live?

In other news: For others who read 1337 (Recent new habit picked up under the influence of tiff), its not for you! To tiff: 1 4/\/\ 1-13123 1=O12 '/O(_).

Hello everyone, its yr here, posting on tiff's blog.

Its been a real journey of growth just 4 months into college. A few days ago, being in an introspective mood (which i happen to go into often), i attempted to track down my progress and do stocktaking. What was originally meant as a 10 min activity actually stretched into an hour long. It was as though the numbness of the torrential waves of change had vanished, and the pain and impact began to settle in. Have you felt like me? Staring into the vast skies, realising the infinitness of humanity, it was almost a liberating experience for me. When one comes into full realisation that the only thing constant is the law of change, it imbues a latent, innate propensity to be on one's toes and adapting to change.

[I. SOMEONE LIKE HIM]

I never wanted to become someone like him so secure
Content to live each day just like the last
I was sure I knew that
This was not for me
And I wanted so much more
Far beyond what I could see
So I swore that I'd
Never be someone like him

So many years have passed
Since I proclaimed
My independence
My mission
My aim
And my vision
So secure
Content to live each day like it's my last
It's wonderful to know
That I could be
Something more than what I dreamed
Far beyond what I could see
Still I swear that I'm
Missing out this time

As far as I could tell
There's nothing more I need
But still I ask myself
Could this be everything
Then all I swore
That I would never be was now
So suddenly
The only thing
I wanted
To become
To be someone just like him

A new environment, a new start... A new chance to be someone i always wanted. No, i am not talking about emulating someone, it is rather about having the freedom to be who i am, beneath the skin. The idea of self image? The notion of self-esteem? What is my identity built upon?
Would i really grow to be "someone like him", the real yr inside?

I'm thankful for tiff here in my life. We often joked about how philosophers like Kant and Nietzsche were sad sods who didnt have love in their life. Reflecting on this, i think that they were took caught up with their ivory towers to be in connection with the real world. It is almost a scary thought, of how one's life can be torn apart by the mere belief in ideas. What did they have? They had their work, they had their thoughts, but what about their own emotional needs?Bertrand Russell puts in an almost sardonic manner: the great men had to go through a time of intense isolation before they could emerge with transcendental theories and breakthroughts. Consider Kant's magnum opus, "Critique of pure reason". It took him 12 years of reflection to derive the thoughts. It is as though the silence around these men screamed to them, tormented them till they embraced the pain, relished the silence thrown at them. Would i want a life like this?

I don't want clever conversation
I never want to work that hard
I just want someone that I can talk to
I want you just the way you are.

Its amazing how tiff just pops up into my life. (Remember the KI test, of all places?) Divine appointment, or am i just simply lucky?

I simply do not wish to think further...

paul chuan is chasing me to blog again so here i am. rawr. lots of shit has been happening lately and finally the work is beginning to pile up. in APRIL. i mean, we're kind of like 3 months behind other schools in terms of when the work piles up and when people get stressed so yea go acj! and our lit books still havent arrived wtfz hurry up you stupid lousy supplier.

CAs are coming so tiff has to actually start mugging and FILING and stop going out. like srsly. hahaha. but so far life is pretty (relatively) slack. heading down to pre u sem and imun so anybody i know from another jc reading this and youre coming down too, do drop me a tag and let me know ja. tiff needs more friends! i feel very detached from everyone else who isnt in acj, so well i think i need to start talking to people again.

mike wee the uberrr king gossip has told quite a few people about yr so well. haha i guess its up. if you lot bug me hard enough for pictures, i MIGHT just put them up. or maybe not. muahaha. wynne chen and kwek suat yee, please tell me if youre going for P&P kthx. i need to grab your tix. but yea im sure pnp is gonna be freaking brilliant.

zomgaaaah last week was humanz so hopefully things work out and if they dont well i dont really care much, it wasnt meant to be then. shrugs. see how it goes haha.

my life is horribly uninteresting, im sorry. and my 1st gp essay comes back with arse marksand a comment from madam saying i have to stop "writing like a philosopher" whatever the heck that means. paul thinks yr is rubbing off on me. personally, i just think too much bullshitting in prior essays leads to lots of bullshit in gp and apparently there is such a thing as too much good bullshit. oh damn it all. haha.

reminds self to bring ff9 for deb tomorrow.
TIFF YOU NEED TO FILE OR THE EVIL FILE MONSTER WILL COME AND EAT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP.
zomgah i cant wait for pnp, yet i CAN wait cuz if pnp comes that means tons of deadlines for projects and tests are coming and my addled brain just cant deal with that right now.
tiff = mugger toad. i summon the inner nj mugger!

tiff should go to sleep now. tiff is going to chiong h1 math assignment tmr, who gives a crap (:

HELLO THIS POST IS FOR PAUL BECAUSE HE KEEPS BUGGING ME TO BLOG. which is a good thing cuz i havent blogged in ages, seriously. i think after a while you just get used to living life and not bothering to really record every single little detail down because that gets kind of OCD after a while. or maybe im just too damn busy or something.

recent news. uhh. not much has been going on lately. of course i could fill everyone here (everyone meaning the sad amount of people who actually bother to come here anymore) with details about funorama and acjc but i guess that'd bore everyone. especially since you probably lived it and have your own memories of the thing. the only thing that happened probably worth mentioning is the fact that yr got me one of those orchids in those snail shells thing which i think is DAMN CUTE like srsly so yepp.

and i realize that the times when i think i have no friends in school (this is with regards to the crazy amount of breaks i get due to the admin) i actually have friends! like when the rest of the world harks off to history/h2math/econs group 2 (for the weirdos taking DEP, music, art and strange sciences), i seriously think that i have no friends because everyone (seriously) fits into this group. but suddenly i have discovered the existence of JOYCE (aka stick. aka JOYCESTICK if you want to be weird). who is the only other person who doesnt fit into this category and who would fit into this category if she took h2 econs instead of h1 but there you go I HAVE A FRIEND NOW. (one. yes.) a friend who can spam baker's hut jap maggi mee with me.

joyce is my number one friend in geog, and my number one friend during breaks. everyone else can go and die HAHAHA. (no im kidding)

pictures might be up soon. junyi if youre reading this i miss you! (and you too. you know who you are. hahaa) also, happy birthday to YOUNG YI YONG and LEVU. okay post done paul you better be happy okay bye haha.

yr stop reading my archive. rawr.