Malaysia...

I was selected to attend the National Service Training Programme, 3rd batch this year, which started in mid June... But I'm having my Form Six, so I've sent in the deferment letter in May... I'm still not gatteing any replies from them... And I wouldn't want to attend it AFTER my uni... I then called them and asked if I could attend it after my STPM. They told me that my deferment letter is STILL under proccess. I have to WAIT until I get the reply letter so that I can reply to that letter stating when I could attend NS, and WAIT for it to be proccessed...

I'm currently...

feeling very down...
feeling empty...
feeling lost...
hearing voices...
losing the excitement that I used to have while doing things I like...
losing appetite...
feeling hopeless, helpless...

I don't like this... I hate myself for being so... Unexpressive, demotivated, dead... ... ...

What's with that flu lar...

While waiting for my sis at Confucian High School, I found out that 90% of the students were wearing face masks...

The reason: One student in Tsun Jin High School is down with that not-so-deadly flu...

On the way home, I noticed something when I passed by Tsun Jin...

None of the students were wearing face masks...

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"I like walking under the rain, as no one will know if I'm crying..."

said someone in the middle of a rainy night...

New Lesson Learnt Today

Never ever throw a lighted matchstick into a toilet bowl that has a teaspoonful of petrol floating in it...

Unless you want your toilet bowl covered in carbon-black soot in two seconds...

我的白老鼠 - My Albino Rat

Content may cause discomfort.

My rat, unconscious, after being dumped into a pail filled with chloroform.

Bio practical. We’re supposed to study about the structure of mammals…

Last week teacher said we’re going to dissect HAMSTER… She somehow got us some rats, one per person…

I covered my rat with more chloroform before opening it up, just to really kill my rat… It will be a nightmare for both of us if he wakes up while I’m removing his testicles…

Poor rat…

Teacher demo-ing the first steps… (Someone didn’t pin his/her rat well…)

This is the last photo of him, intact…

Right after opening up the skin… All organs still in place…

We have to measure the length of the rat’s intestine. Mine my rat’s intestine is 73cm long… Some others measure up to 1.1 meter… Spaghetti… Yum Yum…

Kacau a lil bit… Finding the hepatic portal vein…

Cut off most of its rib cage to show its beating heart… About one hour since he died… His heart is still beating because the oxygen level still can support his heart… I counted… It is beating 180 bpm… Faster than mine… All the other organs are out of place… Time to dump…

Bye…

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Emo-ing after watching ‘Air Crash Investigation: Helios Airways Flight 522’ on NGC…

爬山记

人生就像在爬山一样，

爬得越高，风景看得越多、越远。

每个人的起点都不一样，都走不一样的路，看到的景色也不一样。

一路上，往往会拾起地上美丽的石头，把它放进背包里，继续往上爬。

可是你都喜欢越拿越多的石头，使得你很快就会爬累了。

累了就要休息。

暂停下来，看看以前走过的路，看看以前无法看到的风景。

这也是时候打开包袱，重新检讨背包里收藏着的石头。

该放下的，就得放下。

即使有些石头，真的不需要再逗留在你背包里，你可能还不舍得放下。

你越喜欢那石头，就越难放下。

可是，收着这些石头，只会使你的包袱超重，令你更难爬得更高。

一路上都会碰到不一样的人。

有的会和你分享他所看过的风景。

有的会陪你一起继续爬，陪你分担你的包袱。

有的会跟你说哪些石头能碰，哪些碰了，就永远留在你包袱里。

有些会带你走很难、很斜的路。

有些会在山上，带领你走对的路。

一路上，往往你看到的风景都会影响你背包里所收的有哪些石头。

假如你不再爬，看到的风景将会永远一样。

所以到了分叉路，别站太久，重组了背包后，就得继续往上爬。

Microsoft Office…

Got caught using pirated office…

Boring…

Saturday: Lunch leftovers…

Trip to (probably) the most radioactive place in Malaysia

The Science and Mathematics Society had organised a trip for Science Upper Sixers to the Malaysian Nuclear Agency.

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It was raining not-very-heavily this morning when we took off from Victoria Institution. We soon got stuck in a traffic jam at Sungai Besi. Later on I found out that the jam was caused by a flash flood. Yellow “teh-ais” coloured drain water could be seen overflowing from the longkang, not more than 300m from the SMART Tunnel entrance…

Malaysia Boleh!

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When we reached Bangi, we were greeted by Malaysian Nuclear Agency’s entrance, which was way better than what I imagined, and also guarded strictly by the police. We were first given a brief introduction on the agency and uses/importance of nuclear science. I’ll skip this part as most of us fell asleep in the cool, comfortable room.

We were later taken to a place where it really surprised me, the TRIGA PUSPATI nuclear reactor. I never knew and never expected Malaysia would have any nuclear reactors, but this 1 megawatt reactor, is already more than 25 years old… And it holds 100 over Uranium rods. Not the big ones, only half a meter long each, and costs hundreds of thousands per kilo of U-235.

All of us were instructed to off our phones and no cameras are allowed. Then, we were led to the reactor room. I actually broke one of their rules: No one under 18 is allowed to visit the reactor as the radiation might still be too much for the underaged, like me! XD Sadly, only my two teachers are allowed to have a look inside the three-storey-high reactor from above. It also has a mini particle collider (not really a particle collider, just something that shoots a specimen with a beam of high energy neutrons, considered mini compared to the LHC at CERN).

After that, we went to the (I forgot the name). It is a place where manufactured foods, herbals, laboratory apparatus, medical equipments, rubber gloves and other products are sterilised. Cobalt-60 is used to irradiate the products. The process happens in a chamber, enclosed in a two-meter-thick high density concrete layer to prevent any possible gamma leakage… While the agency’s employee was explaining how the process take place, I was six inches away from the lead door that leads into the chamber. According to her, the radiation level inside there would range from 10-25 kiloGy (Gy=Gray, a unit to measure radiation exposure, named after a person), while 34 Gy is enough to kill a person. And I was only six inches away from a door that defines the line between life, and death…

We were not given any souvenirs. As informed earlier during the visit, we were collecting radiation the whole morning as souvenir.

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My leg somehow got burned by Cobalt-60’s gamma, when I was hit by the Cobalt-60 stick carried by an employee…