Jan/100
Day 2: Life is not so random after all.
15th Dec 09
Was walking out to lunch with the 2 interns, R & E. We usually have techie conversations, with today’s conversation touching on programming (E having just coded a small application). A few days ago E wondered how computers/applications calculated randomness. I posited that it should be quite simple (having learnt a bit about it before); some of the ways:
- To include a certain percentage in which a certain event happened.
- In RPG games, a certain ratio was assigned to each tile your character stood on, determining whether you would ‘randomly’ face an enemy. The ratios in each tile changed every second or so, so it was rather time-dependant.
- The use of the math.random function, as in languages like Java.
E debated that even with percentages and ratios, it’s not really random. The programmer still preassigns certain ranges of values. And we really didn’t know how the math.random function worked. “How does the computer know how to generate random numbers, even with the math.random function?”, he exclaimed.
Dec/090
Run to You
Originally drafted on 17th July 09.… after months of pressing on I’ve finally decided to complete it (obviously with the help of more material I’ve had the opportunity to gather over the months).
“There He stands with arms outstretched and
He runs toward us when we arrive.
He throws His arms around us and all that He is fills our spirit.
For this day He has waited and no greater joy could possibly exist.”
Those were James’ lines toward the end of the musical yesterday. It reminded me of the song we wrote at the workshop early this year. It is based on the Parable of the Lost Son/Prodigal Son, Luke 15:11 – 32. (Click ‘continue reading’ for the song)
Dec/090
Day 1: A new beginning
It’ll be the end of Day 1 in a few minutes time. I set out to complete some tasks when I got back from work, but no, I didn’t manage to complete any.
I’m not giving much details here, but I’m slowly working on … stuff.
Going to bed early, waking early. Hope to make it habitual.
11.28pm
Nov/090
Can we talk?
梁咏琪 — 聊天
专辑:Amour
词：林夕 曲：金城武 编曲：张佳添
我最想看的已经不是你的眼
我最想亲的已经不是你的脸
如果有那一天
我们最好的消遣
就是分享
两个人的缺点
我最渴望的不是悸动的缠绵
我最期待的不是心跳的冒险
要抚摸你思想
要看着你失眠
不要一起
分享一个
电视机的画面
陪我聊天陪我聊天
不要什么诺言
只想知道你现在样子
来自什么从前
一直聊天一直聊天
收集万语千言
一直聊到我们的额角
冒出一条感情线
Nov/090
Animal… farm?
One afternoon in 2007, I made the following in EICT class using MS Paint.
Nov/090
You got me!
Alicia calls me a liar 
I admit I am. I said I’d post more often, but didn’t. Just give me a bit more time till I get certain things settled first.
On another note, I don’t check my blog/comments often. And tonight(2am+) I decided to blog and saw her comment soon after she posted it. Hmmm…
And noooo, you didn’t reply to my email
Ok, randomness aside. If things go well tmr, there’ll be a major update on this blog tmr… Given that I don’t succumb to gaming or something else.
The following line is from one of Sherene’s Closet’s songs, a local old-school band from the late 90s. Just some reminiscing…
Because, “Liar, liar, pants on fire”, that’s what she said.
Oct/091
I have decided
I have decided on certain things. And so, after 2 months, this site is finally revived.
I’ll update often. 99% positive. :p
Aug/090
What’s happening to me!!
My face was secreting a clear fluid the day before. At first I thought that it was either pus(! haha) or blood. But it was clear, and smelt nice too(!). Like some nice detergent. I dabbed that particular area of my face dry. But seconds later it started leaking again.
I did some research online and found out that it could be cell plasma! Apparently this is the body’s natural way of protecting skin(after the fluid has dried up). You see, the areas on the sides on my nose are rather dry and they flake quite often. If you look closely the colour of the skin is pinkish.
Then came yesterday. At work, my nostrils were periodically leaking clear fluid. No prizes for guessing what it was. Mucus! Had to go to the washroom to clear them up.
What’s happening to me!
–Will edit and update this post when I get home tonight–
Jul/090
I write. But I may not be right.
I’m about to embark on writing a series of entries. These are related to issues which are dear to my heart: human emotions, responses, and some other stuff I can’t categorize now. These are part of what I gleaned over the past year, revelations that keep me going in spite of the difficulties I face.
I hope these will bless & edify my readers in someway.
Jul/091
A precursor of things to come, perhaps
I’m not sure what to do with this yet. Just a glimpse of what may be, or not.