Choice//Decision

Life is full of moments when you ought to make decisions. Thus came the question of how to make the right choice.

Then again, what determines whether one's decision is right?

Life ain't single-choice questions that you can just tick and be fully satisfied with a measly 25% chance of luck when you are at a loss of what to choose. Facing you are MCQs (that you really have to see whether more than one choice is correct), open-ended questions, short-structured, long-structured questions, essay questions, comprehension, and so on.

At the very least, it's not so harsh like exams, where once you've shaded that option and handed in your paper, there isn't much you can do afterwards. Life where it is full of possibilities allows you to fix your mistakes, albeit at varying degrees.

Then again, when faced with those possibilities, one feels less pressurised to make the decision. He might be anyhow deciding it thinking he could fix it later were it to turn wrong, or flipping the coin, or delaying the whole thing together.

The one aspect of life that I arbitrarily and ironically hate is its ever-changing and full of possibilities nature. Or at the very least, human life that is. Wouldn't it be great if you already knew the future? Then no matter what you did, life would just turn out the way it was supposed to be. Like how you could skip 'A' level and get an air ticket to Flagstaff and it wouldn't really matter much.

The Butterfly's effect: Does the flap of a butterfly's wings in Brazil set off a tornado in Texas? I don't really like to be the butterfly.

But the butterfly wouldn't have to care about people in Texas, wouldn't it? If people are completely individualistic, would the world be in chaos?

Overdose

Life is pretty much on the impulsive side these days.

Like how this Friday, Ms. Shiny and I came down to dining hall for dinner and realised it was unswallowable beyond imagination. Called up Ms. Phd who just came back from school to settle for dinner at Coro. For some reason, once you go up to the 2nd level of 174, you can't really turn back and get off at Coro, thus Thai Noodle House's dinner turned into Pepper Lunch's at Orchard.
Went round and round and bumped into random people who subsequently bumped into more random people. Yours truly was only so glad she who was in uniform and flipflops didn't run into any teacher.

Like how this Saturday we went FairPrice and ended up getting a 99% (or so they claimed) dark chocolate bar, which was REALLY bitter. Lesson learnt.
Still got 85% of the chocolate bar left. Anyone?

Like how today I went to watch Dark Knight with friend, and the uber large popcorn really turned out to be too much to handle. Was very surprised we could actually finish the whole thing. And I remember something like this happening before. Now why didn't I learn the lesson?

Ugh, still feeling full because of the popcorn...

Bleh D:

The long awaited common test result was back some time ago, and mine is anything but fantastic. Over the course of 2 weeks, my spirit level went like this:

I can't quite recall how many times I've been doing this, scoring in subjects I'm not supposed to be good at and flunking those that I'm supposed to ace. I wonder why. That I scored B for Maths and C for Physics is already a wonder (Chemistry is another story altogether). That I scored another 2Bs for both Geography and GP is something worth pondering over as well. Heh.

No matter. Now is an appropriate time to put this up:

Let's just make this quick

I'm probably too relaxed. My awesomely infuriating common test result has arrived and promos is some 10 weeks away, and I'm reading books. But The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is a nice one. Really.

Another thing that got forgotten was the fact that against all probability a sperm whale had suddenly been called into existence several miles above the surface of an alien planet.
And since this is not a naturally tenable position for a whale, this poor innocent creature had very little time to come to terms with its identity as a whale before it then had to come to terms with not being a whale any more.
This is a complete record of its thoughts from the moment it began its life till the moment it ended it.
Ah ... ! What's happening? it thought.
Er, excuse me, who am I?
Hello?
Why am I here? What's my purpose in life?
What do I mean by who am I?
Calm down, get a grip now ... oh! this is an interesting sensation, what is it? It's a sort of ... yawning, tingling sensation in my ... my ... well I suppose I'd better start finding names for things if I want to make any headway in what for the sake of what I shall call an argument I shall call the world, so let's call it my stomach.
Good. Ooooh, it's getting quite strong. And hey, what's about this whistling roaring sound going past what I'm suddenly going to call my head? Perhaps I can call that ... wind! Is that a good name? It'll do ... perhaps I can find a better name for it later when I've found out what it's for. It must be something very important because there certainly seems to be a hell of a lot of it. Hey! What's this thing? This ... let's call it a tail - yeah, tail. Hey! I can can really thrash it about pretty good can't I? Wow! Wow! That feels great!
Doesn't seem to achieve very much but I'll probably find out what it's for later on. Now - have I built up any coherent picture of things yet?
No.
Never mind, hey, this is really exciting, so much to find out about, so much to look forward to, I'm quite dizzy with anticipation ...
Or is it the wind?
There really is a lot of that now isn't it?
And wow! Hey! What's this thing suddenly coming towards me very fast? Very very fast. So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like ... ow ... ound ... round ... ground! That's it! That's a good name - ground!
I wonder if it will be friends with me?
And the rest, after a sudden wet thud, was silence.


After reading this particular paragraph, the whole scene just materialised in my mind in some sort of manga-anime-ish way.
I just realised it should not be G because Magrathea is not really Earth. But nevermind.


I wanted to blog about common test results, but the last 2 papers are not back yet. Not that I'm feeling any hope, because they happen to be Geog and GP. No chance.
I wanted to blog about the ob on Friday night at ECP too. But astronomy-wise it was not so productive a night. I figured I really shouldn't go to an ob unprepared. The fact that it was clouded from after midnight til morning probably didn't help. Anyhow, originally I almost wanted to stay home, and so I'm glad I came afterall (:

Today in hostel

Heard at hostel's director's dialogue session this evening:

Boarder: Can you keep the males at the office's male-box for more than one month?

Director: Everyday we've got a lot of males coming in. Each month it amounts to about two big bags of males. If we don't dispose of the males stored at the office, they'll accumulate and take up a lot of space. It's virtually impossible to store all these males, so if you can, try to get your males as fast as possible...

Considering that it's a boys' school's boardingschool, this makes perfect sense.