Yesterday I read that genius was made, not born.
'Yeah yeah, I know' I can hear you say.

But genius can me made by just practicing.
Practicing what?
Not what, but for how long?

Remember the cliche "practice makes perfect?"
Science is telling us if we practice 10000 hours on a subject, almost everyone can be a genius at it.
Its 1 followed by 4 zeroes.

You might say, people like Mozart, Einstein and Bill Gates are natural genius.
But here's the fact.

Mozart started practicing music at around age 3.
A few hours a week.
As he grow older the practice increases several folds.
By the age of 20, he have already more than 10000hours of music experience.

Now about Einstein.
He is reported to daydream several times a day since young.
And through the daydream came the Theory of Relativity.
He daydreamed so much that he is able to visualize time-space.
So its still practice.

Bill Gates.
Did you know he was really obsessed with computer programming?
He sacrificed sleep and work round the clock on computers.
It started from high school.
And few years later, the time practicing might have already exceeded 10000hours.

So whats the main point?
We think that these people have natural talent or something.
We did not see their devotion and sacrifice.

As Mozart says, "people think my art come to me easily".
People just missed the part where he really put his effort into studying the works of great masters repeatedly.

I know you hate to know this, but there's actually no excuse for you to be lazy.
No more saying thing like "I just can't do it" or "I am never good in this".
Personally, I hate to think bout it too.
But I am also equally happy that genius can be achieved. :)

Today my sis is displaying her usual brainless self.
She tied our dog to pee and poo at the side of the house under the intense heat for 2 hours.
You know what the weather is like in Selangor nowadays.
Scorching and scalding.
Until I came home to find out the dog is panting profusely without any water.
Even the shit has dried up into crisp.
If I'm not there I wonder how long before our dog couldn't take it anymore.
And when I question her, she just gave me a nonchalant 'so? i'm not the one who's under the hot sun' look.
This is not my family's first experience of her idiocy.
So I just held my tongue and get on with it.

Note: Not that I really protect my dog but its her carefree attitude that's irritating.

We're supposed to be celebrating because we are humans.
We have opposable thumbs, we know how to put on our own clothes, we can type, we can read, we can clean our ass properly, we can mutter expletives, we can choose what to eat today and so forth...

But the most important thing?
We have RIGHTS and FREEDOM.
We can fight for ourselves.

And the best thing probably is we will not be eaten (forget cannibalism).
Just now I received an email about how ducks are being overfed (I mean forced to eat)
and how they are suffering.
I have sent out the mail and if any of you guys see it you would understand.
You have no idea how pissed off for me to see this kind of cruelty against animals.
They are unable to defend themselves.
They lack freedom.
They only have less than half a meter of space to live everyday.
They eat the same stuff everyday.
Some don't even get to see what a tree is.
They live in a stupid factory for their whole life.
When they think they are better off dead, its time to be slayed.

I know that they are just animals.
I know that they have lower intelligence than us.
I know that we have are not herbivores.
I also know that we are allowed to breed them and harvest their meat.

But I didn't know that humans are cruel to that extent.
Just for profits.
The unbearable selfishness.
If I hold the authority, those people who work there, those people who planned these, those people who helped them, I will have special gallows constructed for them.
Even the inventor gets their grave ruined.
Now I understand why there are an increasing number of vegetarians worldwide.
Not that I'm into anti-meat but just look how animals are born to suffer.
They are also very conscious, for your information.
So for those who really did receive the email, act like a sentient being and forward it, please.

Will I ever become a theoretical physicist?
First, let's consider the circumstances.

What I need:
1)Superior intellect *Shit*
2)Massive creativity *Dang*
3)Excellent communication skills *uh-oh*
4)Proficient in mathematics *Darn it!*
5)Deep understanding in physics *Screw*
6) Opportunity to present ideas
7) Opportunity to BE a physicist
8) Luck *Hmmmm...*
9) Persistence and patience to endure failures (experiments, obsolete theories....)

What I don't need:
1) A bunch of disheveled hair (Like Einstein)
2) Eccentric properties (So not to be secluded by the community)
3) Evil genius (I'm not gonna destroy mankind)
4) The expected scientist look (bespectacled, small, skinny, with loads of books)
5) Deep rings round the eyes (to prove that you study all day all night)


Let's see.
The second category is not much a problem.
The first category is really.....
what can I say...
wait a sec..
it is even attainable?

Yesterday I attended the TechComm camp at UCSI.
Its the abbreviation for Technical Communication and it's supposed to enhance our engineering professionalism.

The events start as you would expect.
Speeches by some head of the faculty and then the opening ceremony which I ignore the most of it.
Then it's the ice-breaking game where you are supposed to ascribe an adjective to yourself and others must remember your name or your adjective in a group.

Its started at 10.30 am so lunch hour comes quick.
It started getting better here thanks to the creamy spaghetti, egg hams and salad.
Later we are supposed to do a presentation in a group whereby I unfortunately/fortunately became the group leader through a random name selection.
My group consists of 3 chinese, 2 Iraqian/ Iranian adn a black (which my friend claim to look like MJ).

Its been a some time since I forgotten how to lead.
And so we presented our topic , lacking creativity except you count the poster with a 7-year old drawing on it.
Some of us stammer quite a bit and others just read out what they noted while pretending to be improvising.

The better part was the Amazing Race.
Its an ordinary telematch game but with some improvements compared to my other
experience.
Coz there are some really frustrating and time-consuming games that urge you to knock out the stations' facilitator.
One station involves a long row of water-filled cups and you are to blow a ping pong ball from the first cup to the end.
Sounds easy eh?
A little too hard, the ball goes off course.
A little too soft, you might as well not blow.

Some facilitators are easy to trick.
Just break some common rules that they didn't mention (so it's their fault)and you can proceed smoothly.
Haha. Sounds like cheating.

The prize giving comes next.
There are altogether 8 groups, but the prize is only 3 (hampers again...).
So we just sit there and calm ourselves to watch other groups go upstage.
Third prize goes to Group 8.
Second prize goes to Group 2.
First prize goes to...who do you think....an even number...looks like the other number...6!
And guess what?!
We're from Group 6.
For a whole minute we sat there dumbstruck.
Only then we took a deep breath, went up the stage to snap some pictures and claim that hamper.
Haha.
Life is full of surprises. (This time a pleasant one)
Suddenly the camp felt to enjoyable.
Its not because of whats in that hamper.
Its the pride of victory.

So it seems that I can lead after all. (At least for a puny group of 5)
Shhh...
I'm supposed to maintain my modesty. Right?

Arrgh!
I just can't afford to skip naps.
I really need it.
Its not that if you get 8 hours shut eye you can be totally refreshed during the day.
But napping can be a waste of time.
For me.
The first 15-20 minutes is for falling asleep.
Once you drift off, it persists for about an hour.
Maybe longer.
When i wake up, ahh, i felt totally refreshed and revitalized.
But then I will stay up until 1 am doing side flips on bed.
If I don't nap, I cannot function at night.
If I do take naps, I cannot function in the morning.
I think there is a either a problem with my biological clock or my brain is not normal.
Therefore I had to constantly adapt to different time schedule which is totally inane if I can't control even my own sleeping time.
Suddenly I feel that life sucks.

When you are studying, you wanted a holiday to come soon.
When you are boring, you want school to start immediately.

When you work everyday, you wish you are in school.
When you are in school, you wish you are young enough to stay at home.

When you study too much, you think life is meaningless.
When you play too much, you also think life is meaningless(coz there are no challenges).

When you sleep a lot, you are afraid you will die in sleep.
When you sleep lesser, you are afraid your body is degrading faster without enough rest.

When you feel happy, you feel that sorrow is waiting.
(Which brings you to a sorrowful state.)
When you feel sorrowful, you wanted to be happy.

When you are contradicting yourself, you want to make matters clear.
When you are clear about things, you might think there is something you are yet to know.


So, just don't think.
Just go on with life.
Don't you agree?

People are right.
Today's education doesn't teach us how to think.
They taught us only what to think.
Even in university now there is still a certain degree of spoon feeding.
Like high school, they force you to memorize formulas and apply it in exam.
Its not that if we can spell out everything in textbooks we'll succeed in life.
The difference in university?
Thicker textbooks.
That's all.
Goddammit.
When did learning become so uninteresting?

Today as I get on the seat of my car, squeezing the keys to ignite the engines, previous weeks tasks and assignments came flooding into my mind.
"Shit"
There is an assignment laying untouched for nearly two weeks on my desk and its supposed to be handed in this Wednesday...
There is the tutorial homework which I should do before entering class this Tuesday.
Monday is never the best day of the week, I'm sure most people agree.

Had some hard time catching up with todays lessons coz been absent for last Wednesday.
Been selling off my college books to some juniors in front of Taylors.
Unfortunately, theses people are difficult to deceive.
They're really good at bargaining, and you have to sweat on not losing to0 much.
So that day I stood for hours (8am - 4pm) trying to get rid of those books while also trying to avoid too much negotiation.
And there were a lot of competitors too.
Mant SAM student were doing a great job promoting their second hand items.
They arrive early to occupy a strategic place where you can 'trap' customers and lure them into buying your stuff.
Some people even put the price so low to spoil the market.
If you're not there, you can understand the situation if you have been to a boisterous night market. (I'm certain you did)
Lucky for me, I sold almost all my books at the end of the day , but I have to go from a promoting tongue to a pleading tone.
And it actually works.

"Shit"
What am I doing?
Did I forget there were assignments left undone?

Looks like I'm back from a painfully long vacation.
Its not entirely I give up on blogging.
Just some annoying technical problem and yes, I'm a little sluggish nowadays when it comes to using my mental muscle.
Assuming I'm free, I think I'll continue with the usual blabbering here.
(Not that its entirely gibberish).
Holidays ends for me sooner than you think.
I'm now a university student that is gonna struggle with daily assignments.
Maybe you're asking why not I get some rest by joining a later batch.
Its because sitting idle at home for weeks, be it in front of my laptop or the television or my book on my lap,
the absence of responsibility and stress is a little unnerving.
It'll be very soon before I can barely spell a word.
My skills and everything, it will look like this.


And I'm taking Mechatronics Enginerring.
In case you hadn't heard of it, its Mechanical-cum-Electronics Engineering.
At UCSI.
Well, I choose this university because:
1) Offers a twinning program (for my course - University of Queensland)
2) Near my house ( a 5 - 10 minute ride )
3) I don't want to leave home staying in hostels, not til I am sick with it.

*Although it might seem I'm going to have a lot to say about after such a long period, it's gonna come gradually. So that's it. (: