A Con

Simple Random Walk

How would you decipher the above three words?

Before that, interpretations from Oxford Advanced Learning’s Dictionary:
Simple – easily done or understood; not causing difficulty

Random – done, chosen, etc without method or conscious choice

Walk 1 – (of a person) to move along at a slow or moderate pace by lifting up and putting down each foot in turn

Walk 2 – a journey on foot, esp for pleasure or exercise

Combined: a journey on foot for pleasure which was done easily and without conscious

#1 Words uttered by macho travelers who leaved their foot steps everywhere around the world?

#2 Words uttered by elderly who love to stroll in a park?

#3 Words uttered by couples who walk romantically hand in hand on the streets at the middle of the night/in the rain?

NO for #1.

NO again for #2.

And, NO AGAIN for #3.

Then? What in the earth is it?

For your information, it’s a MATHEMATICAL TERM in StOchAstic Processes in Engineering MAths *SUrpRise*

Explanation: Let Xn be a random variable denoting the position at time n of a moving particle (n=0,1,2,3,…). The particle will move around the integer {…,-2,-1,0,1,2,…}. For every single point of the time, there is a jump of one step for the particle with probability 1/2 (a jump could be upwards or downwards). Those jumps at time n=1,2,3,… are being independent. This process is called Simple Random Walk.
(Source: Engineering Maths IV Chap3 Notes Pg 65 of 106, MMU 04/05 Session, Trimester 3)

P/s: Posting this out of boredom for the 106 pages of notes, which seems like I’m never gonna finish studying until eternity. Just trying to trigger your brain cells *devil evil grin, blekkk*

Earthquake

The moment (approximately 12:13am)

I was sitting at my chair (both feet on the ground) when I felt the earth tremors. I thought I was having some kind of headache and dizziness, as I was just waking up from my nap.

I then looked at my roommates (kf & cyn), they also looked at me, three of us with the blank look *what happened?*

Kf then told me that she also thought that she had have some “head spinning” because of overdose use of brain power.

Cyn told us that she thought either one of us was shaking her chair (both her feet on chair) violently in order to call her.

But, apparently our room was shaking. I can felt as if I was boarding a board or ship. The shakiness was so obvious. And at that moment, all of us were like throwing our final exams to the back of our brain --- the hottest thing is the Earthquake!

My neighbour told me that her roommate’s monitor was “trembling” as well.

Consequences afterwards

News came that Northern Sumatera was hit by an Earthquake of magnitude 8.2

There were about 1000++ casualties reported.

Most states in Peninsular felt the tremors.

I’ve called my mom back in Sarawak, but she felt nothing. Probably her sweet dreams covered everything.

Residents of high-rise buildings were evacuated. For instance, Cyberia condos which were accommodated by majority of MMU students.

More news:
Preliminary Earthquake Report
Map of Earthquake locations
Earthquakes from around the World
Strong Quake Hits Indonesia Coast

A prediction that another Tsunami is on its way *nail-biting* gagagaga

Shit! I felt the earth shakes again at 3:32am. *scare*
I wasn’t dreaming…


P/s: This post initially should be at 3:05am, but procrastinated due to “kanasai” network connection.

Course Registration WAR

26th March 2005 --- a beautiful Saturday --- the day for Gamma Engineering students to do pre-course registration for next semester’s subjects.

I purposely crawled up from my darling bed at 8:35am, as the registration was opened at 9am. Early birdies get the worms; early students get the sui sui (beautiful) time table! *giggles*

Waiting eagerly in front of my monitor and trying n-times to login, wanna be the first as the network always get congested during registration period. Managed to login at 9am past 1 or 2 minutes, and zoomed to register for Mini Project first. This subject only open to 100 students :-S

Proceeded with other subjects, but failed to registered :-& *frustrated*

Sentences that kept on coming out from my mouth:

“Arggghhhhh….why cannot register one?”

“Ahhhh…got d got d, hahahhahahha!”

“Why I haven’t choose the tutorial class but I got it d??” “Wahahaha, this system so good one :))” *blur*

“Why this stupid network so lag one? :-L Always cannot find server. Grrrrrrr!!”

“Cannot register ahhh!!! The tutorial class full d. :(”

And the list goes on…

I’m not mumbling to myself, k?! I’m complaining to both my roommates :))
One of them was wondering why I woke up so early, this isn’t the usual me. I always sleep with unbounded time limit, and this was a raining Saturday morning, the bed is so cozy to sleep *huggies* But today was pre-course registration! You see, if i get a good schedule, it certainly promises lots of good time sleeps on next semester *grin* Yo lookahead man, lookahead!

A special thanks to Francis a.k.a. fancheong for helping me to register a few of my subjects. He’s the one that helped me to choose the tutorial class :p Not the “superb” system! ^:)^ *bow bow* Arigatou Gazaimasta!

Most of us get the time table that we desired. Hooray! Hopefully it will go as smooth as abalone *copyrighted by Swee Won a.k.a. 15 pig pig :p* for our more to come registrations on each successive semester.

Descriptionless

Just couldn’t stand of not posting this article, though I’m supposed to be on my bed already.

Well, some people just tend to borrow lab reports or assignments from their friends. Just simply because of one sentence --- “I don’t know how to do.”, and the whole piece of the friends’ hard work is on their hands. These people aren’t moron, they do have the brain, but they refuse to use it. I wonder why? I really feel like punch them on the face, and kick them on the arse! *Pardon me*

If they don’t know how to do the questions, they can always seek helps from their friends who know it. The friends will more than willing to explain the way to solve the problems, and help them to understand the question. (Unless the friends are selfish *you get what I mean*) Isn’t this is a better way to learn? If they just copy, they learnt not a bit!

Frankly, I would rather teach somebody how to fish, instead of giving him/her my own fish. What’s left for me to eat if I’ve given him/her my fish?! And, the next time they would come again asking for more fishes, because they don’t know the way of fishing.

Furthermore, should the lecturers caught on plagiarism --- due to some irresponsible fools who copied from head-to-tail, and from tail-back-to-head, there’s a possibility that both parties (the one who copy & the one who let people copy) might get half of the marks only, or even zero! If this happen, I’m sure the friendship won’t be as firm as before.

The purpose of assignments and lab reports are to help students to understand more deeply about certain knowledge of a subject. However, nowadays this purpose is not only unfulfilled, instead it has enhanced the skills of “copy smartly” among the students. This is definitely not a phenomenon that the lecturers would favor.

If this scenario is not condemned, I wonder what is the purpose of continually giving out assignments?! After all, all he/she needs to do is just to get a copy of an assignment, modify it smartly and submit. As easy as ABC! And the next thing we noticed is that the institutions are actually kept on producing a bunch of smart copy cats who love to keep their brains as antique!

Luckily

woooo...finally!
AFter injected my blog with some "excitation energy" --- the previous calling article, it finally re-appear #:-S *Whew, relieved*

Paiseh for my "so de flowery" words in my previous post. Was eagerly wanted my blog to back again, that's why... :">

WHERE IS MY BLOG??

@#$$%&@*$^((#
Shit! WHy I can't view my blog? Where it has gone? Heaven? Hell?
Ma ma mia ia...I WANT IT BACK!!!

Back to mama, fast fast come...
Pleasseeeeeeeeess *hands & legs on da floor* ^:)^

Innocence left

Yesterday while I’m waiting for my “take-away” dinner, I heard some chit-chatting between two little sisters (I presumed that they’re girl from what I observed :p). Both of them are below age of 10.

They’re talking about some of their academic stuffs.
T - Translation

Elder sis : Bahasa English sudah. (Talking to her sis yet seemed like mumbling to herself)
(T: English already done.)

Little sis : Satu tambah dua tambah tiga…
(T: One plus two plus three…)

Elder sis : Itu Matematik. Matematik sudah.
(T: That’s Mathematics. Mathematics done)

Elder sis : Tiger “harimau” kah “buaya”?
(T: Tiger is tiger *baka translation :))* or crocodile?)

Little sis : Errmm…harimau.
(T: Errmm…tiger.)

Elder sis : Betul. Elephant “monyet” kah “gajah”?
(T: Correct. Elephant is monkey or elephant? *once again, redundant [-(*)

Little sis : Gajah.
(T: Elephant.)

Elder sis : Betul.
(T: Correct.)


Well, you might wonder why the hell am I keep an ear on their conversation. The reason is --- I got nothing to do at that moment!! Too boring and too free while waiting for my dinner. And, their conversation actually interests me. It leads me back to my childhood times.

I still remember I used to imitate teacher’s role giving lessons to my little siblings. Getting them sat in front of the “white board”, taught them and asked them questions. LOL.

Pieces from “Yesterday Once More” by Carpenters:
"Lookin' back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed.
---------
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away."

Recycle Bin

The “Recycle Bin” is undoubtedly a very common term in a computer. Those no longer wanted files/pictures/songs/documents that we have deleted will end up in the Recycle Bin. Then we can sentenced those items to death --- delete permanently from our computer hard disk. It’s simply convenient and easy, isn’t it?!

Ever wonder what if there’s a Recycle Bin in our brain?? Where we can delete certain incident(s)/people permanently from our memory…how nice it would be?! We remember not a bit of the incidents that we chose to “delete”. Usually these incidents are those that cause big impact on our life and our self. We might have been hurt tremendously, either physically or mentally, which would leave incurable psychological effects in our heart and our mind for life long. This is seemingly like “invisible assaulting” that no other party(s) can understand thoroughly, including the professional psychologists.

Let’s take the most recent example --- those people who survived the 26th December 2005 Tsunami. Most of them are still living in fear and anxiety, going through sleepless nights due to depressions, waking up crying in the middle of the night from nightmares that haunt them endlessly etc. Some of them are still surrounded by corpses, which might be their beloved one, neighbours and friends. These feelings are unbearable. I bet any homo sapiens would undergone hysterical or turned insane under this circumstances!

Other examples which I can think of are sexually assaulted victims, ex-hostages, war victims, (dump by bf/gf??) and many more. All these people have gone through certain level of physical and mental tortures, which they would rather not at all remember it than carry it in their memories/heart for the rest of their life.

Therefore, it would be the best to erase all these painful memories from the brain :) We can start a new life from here onwards, towards a better tomorrow. Meanwhile, by erasing all these unwanted yet unbeneficial memories, we are actually providing more empty spaces in our brain for other purposes, e.g. study --- memorize formulas, facts, definitions *arrggghhhh, I just hate doing this b-(*

P/s: Guys and girls, please kindly ignore my advice on brain purpose for studying :)) Instead, jam your brain spaces with more lengzais/lengluis images…muahahhahahaha :p

“Welcome to my life”

A quote from song lyrics :
“Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place? Like somehow you just don't belong And no one understands you Do you ever wanna runaway? Do you lock yourself in your room? With the radio on turned up so loud That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like When nothing feels all right You don't know what it's like To be like me To be hurt To feel lost To be left out in the dark To be kicked when you're down To feel like you've been pushed around To be on the edge of breaking down And no one's there to save you No you don't know what it's like Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else? Are you sick of feeling so left out? Are you desperate to find something more? Before your life is over Are you stuck inside a world you hate? Are you sick of everyone around? With their big fake smiles and stupid lies While deep inside you're bleeding”

The song lyrics pointed out so straight that our hearts can hardly bear it when we’re hurt deep down inside, and no one seems to understand.

It often happens that we’re out of hand about some obstacles in our life, be it relationships (friendships/love/family), works, financial, studies etc. We just simply can’t help but to feel depressed, disappointed, frustrated, angered and other inexpressible emotions. We felt hopeless, seems like there’s no one by our side. And, things get even worse when the people around you wouldn’t help out, instead they “stepped” on you harder when you “fell down”. Sounds ridiculous? Think again.

But what I wanna say here is, no matter how hard you fell, and how hard the people stepped on you…just re-gather all your strength, your will power, and stand up! Fight the weaknesses within you and erect a solid ground upon where you’re standing. Show to the people that they had failed to knock you down! In fact, you’re standing even more soundly than you’ve ever had.

And, never let the people influence or weaken your thinking and confidence. Let them say/do whatever they want, just ignores them. They don’t deserve your attention. If they happened to go over the boundary, warn them sternly that they’ve made a terrible mistake by choosing you as their “prey”. Ask them to back off before you turn wild.

Often, we care too much about what and/or how others think about our acts, until we forget that we’re supposed to live for our self. What seems best for others doesn’t necessary suits us well. Thus, just remember : do things for yourself, not to prove to other people!

Life can never be perfect. It is these imperfections that make our life alive and challenging, and differentiate our path with others’.

*Specially dedicated to my dearest friend. May your life be cherished forever and always.*

fyp

final year project a.k.a. fyp is the famous term among the final year students.

A little background of fyp:
Each academic year consists of 3 trimesters --- Trimester I, II & III. On final year (the 4th year for Engineering students), the fyp will be on the Tri I & III respectively, which carry a total of 10 credit hours :-& *heavy metal*

Both my current roommates are final year students :D Each and everyday I see them busy up and down; left and right. When I’m busy with my midterm exams + assignments + lab reports, they’re busy with their fyp + stuffs; when I’m busy with nothing :p, they’re still busy with fyp-ing 8-} *faint faint*

It has reached this state where when I’m going to sleep, they’re sitting at their chair (if not table? Baka neh) and when I’m awake, they’re still sitting at their chair. They didn’t sleep? Nah, they just slept-and-woke up already.

I wonder by the time I’m fyp-ing, will I be like them? Busy like hell; desperate + frustrated when cannot get the correct outcomes; tension coz scare can’t finish on time…all these are just simply torturing --- slow killing! A gunshot on the temple would probably be better :))

However, this fyp just seems far yet near to me, there’s still 1 year++ before my turn. But, never ever look down on the speed of time; time will fly with the speed of light! Still remember during Alpha I was just fooling around with my friends and now I’m almost half of my journey towards graduation. Seems like flash/power point presentation, yeah, next slide please…

What I can do now is to wish both of my seniors all the best!

P/s : Living with seniors is a fabulous experiences indeed. We can “korek” (dig) the information about lecturers/tutors/subjects etc you name it *grin*

If you happen to pass by

A conversation between me & my friend *well, you know who you are ;)*, let’s call her A.
A : flo flo
Me : ya
A : pem test 2 result is out :-SS *nail-biting*
A : but pasted on lecturer's door
A : :-SS if u happen to passby there check 4 me ya :-SS
A : i sked
Me : hahaha///happen to pass by?
A : ;)) *giggles*
Me : no chance loh
A : purposely pass by
Me : mon only check lah
A : i wanna know ma :((
A : haha
Me : or if u happen to pass by, then check for me lah..
Me : :-” *whistling to sky :p*
A : i think i oni pass by my house's toilet nia
A : this weekend not going out from the house :))
Me : same lah...
Me : i pass by my 5th floor only
A : u not going to eat?
Me : eat at my room
A : oo..

NOTE : minor modification done to keep the identity sealed & btw, do check out for more emoticons on Yahoo Messenger ;) *wink wink wink* Ooh craps...muahahahaha 8-X

Lesson learnt:
# 1 Happen to pass by is totally different with “purposely” happen to pass by, my friend ;)

# 2 When a friend approached you by calling your name *sweetly*, stay alert, for he/she might up for something….ehehehhehhe

# 3 When he/she trying to “throw a ball” to you, play with him/her and “throw the ball back” nicely without hurting them >:) hiak hiak hiak
Not that "ball" ok?! Aduhh! #-o Kindly operate your head, pour some Clorox into your brain, and yeah, that might killed some germs/virus/alien/cacing inside :))

# 4 The conversation will end automatically when the both of you reached the “steady-state response” a.k.a. “boring state” wahahhahahahhaa =)) [Read on Circuit Theory to understand the steady-state response *grin*]

P/s : To my friend A, please dun piss off yeah, just sharing a little “knowledge" here :> Chat more with me lah…till our next chat L-) Cheers!

Hero

A world news on last Friday (4th March 2005) catches my eyes.
Brief descriptions : An Italy top secret agent Nicola Calipari was killed by US forces when he was protecting an Italian journalist Giuliana Sgrena on their way to Baghdad airport, after she was released by her kidnappers in Iraq. Their car has been shot when they past through a check point of US troops. Mr Calipari’s sacrifice has stunned Italy, and the entire nation was mourning over his death.

More Information:-
Nicola Calipari : An “extraordinary hero”
Italy disputes US Hostage account
Body of Italy agent returns home

What amazes me the most is the selfless act of Mr. Calipari, for sacrificing himself to save Ms. Sgrena’s life. He shielded her from the “rain of fires” with his own body! Imagine, will a normal person doing that to a stranger at that critical moment?? I bet NO! Yet Mr Calipari DID!

I really salute him from the bottom of my heart. There’s never a thought before in my mind that there would be someone who is willing to sacrifice over others’ life, as there is more or less a part of selfish-soul in each human being.

Nevertheless, Mr. Calipari’s selfless act does remind us of the existence of UNSELFISH LOVES in this world, in which it is unbounded by neither anything nor anyone. May his sacrifice make those who are so eager at starting a war (for Heavens sake!) to “see the lights”. Peace for the world; not piss off the world!

May Mr. Calipari rest in peace. *mourn*

News Source : http://www.bbc.co.uk/

TV time

After dinner…

Hubby : Ah Zai (son), faster go watch TV liao. Your favorite cartoon is showing now.

Wife : What?! You’re asking him to watch TV?? Are you insane?! *knock knock on the head* Ask him go do his homework ahh!

Hubby : Ouch! Wait! *stop the wife knockings* See this news : Education Ministry encourages students to watch more TV, be it educational programs or cartoons, in order to improve their command of English to cope with the Mathematics and Science’s learning in English. *pointing at the newspaper*

Wife : Ohhh…*blush blush :">* Sorry for misunderstanding you, darling.

Hubby : That’s why lah. Always watch drama series or soap operas only. News don’t wanna watch. *shake head [-(*

Wife : Hey!! Don’t pull me into this shits, I aren’t the one who’s gonna sit for the exams.

Hubby : Improve your general knowledge mah, don’t lah always like “frog under the well”. Talk about this --- dunno; talk about that --- dunno also. But when talk about who who who in this neighbourhood got gf/bf already, then you’re the “broadcast station” *headache #-o*

Wife : *danger sparks emitted from both eyes* Ohhh ya?! Tonight you shall be the “Living Room’s Captain”, an honour given to you by this “BROADCAST STATION”! Hmmppphh…

Hubby : #_# Kena again, mou tin leiiii ahhhhhhhhh…*endless moans*

News Source : http://thestar.com.my/

Golf club(stick)...woohoo

Just now went “long kai” (window/real shopping in shopping complex) with a few of my friends. Then, my friend who originated from Cheras brought us to “yau che hoh” (strolling around in a car) around “his territory” --- some residential areas, in a small Kancil :p Purpose --- to look at the beautiful houses and adored them :))

At a particular housing area, we suddenly saw a group of people who were holding wood sticks, broom sticks? mop stick? baseball bat? But, I’m sure there’s golf stick :> Some of us were like “what the heck happened? *see stars*

“It’s Rukun Tetangga, carried out by the residents here, as this area is not pretty safe at night”, our “Tour Guide” explained.

“Ohhh…,” replied by all “huan chu(s)” (ubi keledek) kekekkekeke

Then, [ ting ting *-:) ] an idea pop up, hohoho…>:)

Once upon a time, when Ah Beng met with Ah Pek…

Ah Beng : Eh uncle, you want to go “ta” (hit) golf ahh?

Ah Pek : No lah, want to join Rukun Tetangga, look for thieves [feel very proud of himself while lifting his chest high up]

Ah Beng : With golf stick? Wu salah boh (Got something wrong ah)?

Ah Pek : Abuthen?! Why you look down on me ah? I’m still very strong one you know? [showing off the "lembik" hand despite muscles :p]

Ah Beng : Muahahahahhahaha =)) *ahok ahok* [choke by own laughter] I scare you’ll hurt yourself instead of beating up the thieves mah ;)) *giggles* Neh, you might hurt your back when you tried to swing the stick over the thieves :)) *ahok ahok*

Ah Pek : What?! I whack you with this stick you only know! [temperature of water started to boil]

Ah Beng : Come lah, not that I scare, Phhhhbbt >:p [accompanied with Bruce Lee’s famous act -- touch nose & use hand signal to ask enemy come, yeah come on babe >:/]

[Ah Pek swung the golf stick over Ah Beng, but Ah Beng managed to skip it nicely. However, poor Ah Pek had hurt his back, awwhhh…poor thing]

Ah Pek : Aiyoyo…[holding his back while groaning in pain]

Ah Beng : See see…happened already. No thief but already hurt the back. Go home jaga (nurture) your cucu (grandchild) better lah, muahahaaaahhaha =))

Ah Pek : [volcano erupted --- blood pressure shoot up frantically, face turned red & green] Grrrrrrhhh, you kurang ajar punya budak (boy who lacks of parenting)!!! Next time your kid born without butt ahh!!! [throwing slipper towards Ah Beng]

Ah Beng : I’ll marry your daughter then, bwahahahaha >:) *evil grins*

[Ah Pek got heart attack and was admitted to Tanjung Rambutan…..Oopss sorry, admitted to Hospital Besar Bla Bla Bla baru betul :p]


NOTE : Semuanya rekaan semata-mata, tak da kaitan dengan yang hidup mahu pun mati. Relek ya guys. Sit back and enjoy. Cheers!

© Copyright Reserved @ flo

Childish? Cute?

Sometimes I wonder --- why there are some guys that are very childish in their behavior?! They just act in a childish way, which forms a big contrary with their real age. Yet, they think that they’re cute (I presume so), while I feel like I wanna puke :-&

Can’t they just act in a more mature way? Or in a natural way that they’re meant to be? There isn't any necessity to portray themselves in this way. Instead, just show your true self, your natural self to the outside world. That’ll be a lot more attractive than portraying your stupidity.

Meanwhile, some guys are naturally cute, without acting childish. They have the aura and charisma that make them cute in natural. The lesson --- builds up your own personality, boost your confident, be the ONE AND ONLY ONE “you” in this world. And, there you go, a charming man.

However, some guys might claim that they act in that way to preserve their young self. But, for me, to preserve our young self, there are far more interesting and meaningful alternatives out there. Firstly, we should have a young heart, but not childish heart! Think young, act young, and live life young. For example, we can take up some extra up-to-date classes. This is very common among the elderly who chose to take up computer literature class nowadays, in order to catch up with the E-world. Guys, you’re a million times younger than them!

After all, no offense here though. I’m just voicing out my thoughts. For those who “feel” it, then perhaps it’s time for a little bit of changes. Nothing is too late, as long as you’re determined. May you find the right path towards your true self.

But, if you still choose not to change, then I respect that. After all, humans do have the “freedom of choice” to live their life the way they want it to be. It’s individual right.

Despite all, here are three cheers for the maturity!!!

Inside every older person is a younger person -- wondering what the heck happened?!
~ Cora Harvey Armstrong ~

Sleepless Night...

Ever since I finished my Engineering Math’s midterm test on Tuesday, I’ve actually trying to put my hand on Information Theory’s assignment. But no matter how I “looked” at the questions, there’re always new questions appearing in my brain :p And not to forget seeing a lot of stars 8-}

Some questions seemed easy, but you know, looks can be deceiving :> So whenever I wanted to do it, I’ve actually lost my direction and don’t know where to start at all! :-L Been searching through the notes, internet and don’t-know-where, but just ended up clueless. How frustrating?!

Last night we all (me and my gang of friends), the Tele students, gathered at friend’s house to do the assignments. We tried hard to solve each of the questions. One thing I would like to highlight here is about a question that required a lot of writing and carefulness. The question is about Huffman coding, where we had to write out the 1st, 2nd and 3rd order of code extensions with 3 outcomes. Well, the 3rd order has 27 combinations, and we had to construct the Huffman tree by cascading these 27 combinations. All together there were 26 stages of cascading. It really drove us nuts!! We had to be extra careful when we’re tracing the codes from the Huffman tree --- a careless mistake might led you to redo the whole thing all over again, which you will really feel like giving up :-<

There were a total of 8 questions, letting us all doing it until we’re half-dead, due to hunger and sleepless night. We started to do it at about 10pm at night, and by the time we finished, it was almost 10am in the morning. Can you imagine that?! It’s torturing, I can hardly keep my brain functioning well, and my eyes opened --- I felt like I’m a walking zombie. And all of our faces had turned greenish, which make us the best nominees for vampires, even without any make-up :))

I truly think that the assignment should be converted to a group assignment, instead of individuals. The work load is too heavy that it burdens us. Hopefully the lecturers will do us a favor in this matter in the future.

Back here --- after got back to my room at about 10am, I just “died-off” on my bed, as both my body and mind had already reached an extreme state of exhaustion. By the way, I am skipping the 10am Control Theory’s class :p Do you think I can sleep peacefully from now onwards?? Haha, NO! :-L I still had to crawl up at 2pm to finish my Information Theory’s (AGAIN) lab report. As I was in a hurry to catch the due time at 5pm, thus I just do whatever I can. Basically I have no idea what to write in my lab report, so I ended up writing a very short discussions and conclusion, without cared for whether it’s correct or not.

I rushed to campus at 4:30pm to submit both my assignment and lab report, which due at 5pm. After throwing the assignment into the tutor’s pigeon hole, and submitting the lab report, I feel I’m once again alive! L-) All the time in the world is mine again --- not belong to assignment anymore :p

Here I come my darling bed >:D< *huggzzz*