iSpace

I do so many stupid things.

Sorry Jonathan Tang. I need to think before I say stupid things. I know, you are right, I am a lousy friend. I'm sorry.

Sorry Jeremy Ong, for dragging you out of prefect camp even though I knew it meant so much to you, just for some stupid national science challenge thing at the science centre, which was hardly important and wasting so much time.

I'm so thoughtless. Selfish. Careless. Cold. I don't deserve to be called a friend.

I'm sorry.

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Met up with Jem and Daryl in school to have lunch together at the Science Centre. We had to go to Daryl's house first, cos he needed to drop off the props from Lang Arts Festival. The conversation we had on the way there was seriously funny :)

The National Science Challenge briefing did not go well. I think it was unproductive. I think it would have been better to email the essential information to the schools. Also, the film shoots for the various schools should have been done concurrently, maybe 2-3 schools at a time. These procedures would have saved a large amount of time. 

It would have been appropriate to note that there are a number of students who have other appointments to attend to. We all make mistakes. So let this film shoot allow for the improvement of future ones :)

Dean Sethi, I know you will read this. Please make sure you come in school uniform for all the official National Science Challenge meetings. I do not appreciate your appearing in the film shoots in random T-Shirts or without a school tie. It projects an extremely tardy image of our school. I am also very unhappy with the fact that this is not the first time. 

For the rest of the NSC team, I do think that it is important to express our opinions. Especially if we feel that a team member has been very inappropriate in his actions. However, please express them constructively. Phrases such as "you are a joke" are not productive. I feel that some team members have been very unprofessional about it. Please don't do it again. It gives a very disunited impression.

Ok. So after the briefing Jeremy's camp was over already, so he didn't have to rush back to school, and we stayed around till closing time at 6, to walk around and see the exhibits in the Science Centre. Yeah, and thanks Jeremy for pointing out the iSpace exhibit :) It was totally awesome :D

iSpace is basically a technology showroom thingy, where they show everyday applications of technological innovations. You pick up a RFID card, and register, and set your language preference. And any touchscreen that you approach for information, you wave your card, and it selects the appropriate language for you.

The lift was super cool, and the interactive floor was awesome :D The floor was like some kind of giant screen, which responds to points where your feet touch the it. It shows a pattern of ripples.

Then came closing time, so we went to the gift shop, then took MRT home. 

Jeremy and Daryl got off at Dover. So I was alone for the rest of the ride home. Lots of time to think about life.

Funny how you can be in a place where you are surrounded by so many people yet feel so alone.

At this moment there at 6,417,652,321 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. Some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world. Six billion people. And sometimes all you need are the few who matter so much to you.

Thinking about an earlier conversation..... Yeah, I understand what that felt like. A lot of people say so many really mean things..... hurts alot when you did something for someone you like, and then he says its terrible..... Shake off the drama they create. Its a chapter in the past. Don't close the book. Just turn the page. You are better than that.

I'll be here always if ever you need someone to talk to. 

I realize that people are very much identical to 4 dimensional hypercubes. 

Interesting.

Complicated.

Confusing.

Many-sided.

Some of these sides are nice. Others not quite. Some draw admiration. Some scare me. And like a 4d hypercube, its difficult to reconcile some sides. We all have our differences. Most of these make us better friends. The remaining few are a bit more difficult. And sometimes, I'm scared of reconciling some of them, because I just know that what I'll say will hurt a friend. 

Its so easy when its someone you hate.

Its so difficult when its someone you like a lot.

I guess all I want is a world where everyone can be at peace with each other. Happy, content. Free of suffering. And I know in the eyes of most people I ask for way too much. 

But there is one philosophy lesson that I will remember for the rest of my life. It was and experiment about listing down all the issues and problems of the whole world. And I put up my hand and said that every last thing on that list was the outcome of human tyranny, cruelty, greed, apathy. And we went through the list one by one, and not a single person in the room could disagree.

I don't subscribe to the belief that suffering is the outcome of eating some fruit of the knowledge thing in eden. Adam and Eve didn't create suffering. We did. Each and every person, every single one of us in this world. 

And I think that if each and every one of us tried, and did everything we could, making a difference wherever we can, making the world better in every small way, a utopia isn't unachievable. 

I'm an idealist. I'm naive. I'm stupid. And I'm stubborn. I refuse to accept that we can never extinguish suffering. 

I'm not a fighter. But I'll fight for the people who mean so much to me. And if I end up dying cos of that, it won't matter to me. 

The excuses we make, geographical differences, religious differences, natural disasters, language barriers, misunderstanding. They are all lies and half truths. But I'll spend my entire life to find the truth of a thousand lies.

Whatever reasons we give ourselves, they aren't what limit us. 

We are the human race. We've come this far.

Held back only by our own fears and inaction.