Tldr last day of class, me viewing everything through nostalgic goggles that make things seem a lot better than they were, a bunch of pictures that actually include human beings, A2 is SO NEAR
‘Numbers don’t lie.’
That’s not really true. We can use numbers to tell the story we want. Statistics can be manipulated to weave a tale to take in the layperson (I’m not going to go so far as to say anyone, since obviously some people pay attention) – we just need to play around with levels of significance, how we control biases, randomness, other things that I don’t really know (because me and stats, uh, don’t exactly get along too well sometimes). Well. That surprised me when I started learning about sampling, estimation and hypothesis testing.
Today, though, I found myself taken aback by how my use of certain units fooled me.
2 years seems a long time because of our use of the unit ‘year’. When I was 17, a teacher told my class that we shouldn’t do our countdowns to exams in months because it makes the date seem further away. At the time, it didn’t make sense to me. After all, saying 1.5 months, if anything, made the 45 days seem shorter – 1.5 is a much smaller number than 45, right? I understand what she meant now, though. Saying 2 years has been comforting, because a year is a long time. What more 2? But 24 months seems shorter, and 700 days less still (it literally is, because that’s an underestimation
Lol I could have just said 730.5 days from the start couldn’t I
You just witnessed my entire thought process in doing 365.25×2 without a calculator).
A day is only 24 hours. And an hour is not very long.
When I woke up this morning it felt like just another Friday. The usual setting my alarm for 7.30 am, ignoring it for an hour, lazing in bed for another half hour, and then finally getting out and taking a bath. Usually, I have a class at 9.30, and my classes continue till 12.40. Today, though, two of my classes were cancelled so my first class was pure maths at 11.15. Which is usually the class that I never shut up in and torture Sarah with puns (with Ian’s, Iris’, Kenny’s, Muz’s, Danica’s and Afiqah’s help, of course). (sadly my puns tend to be rather pun-ishing. Alas, I am but a pun-y amateur.)
Before I went to class I was just at the RC doing stuff and then I saw Iris who told me kinda sadly that it’s the last day, how is it already here
And I said it doesn’t really feel like the last day
Should have known that wouldn’t last
From the moment I stepped into pure maths (late, as usual) I was just overcome with this overwhelming realization that it’s the last day. And we were taking pictures and just talking to Puan Ju the whole block
The entire time was an exercise in pretending the choking feeling in my throat didn’t exist
Looking away from the people I was talking to and trying to joke and come up with puns, and failing
Danica noticing and asking if I’m about to cry
Me vehemently denying it (lies, that she and Iris both saw through) and continuing to try to make more jokes to kacau Sarah
Thankfully no one else asked that because it makes it so much harder not to cry
Why do I even cry so easily
It’s not like I’m not going to see them again. I have two more months in KY, just not in class
The realization that this was the very last time I’d see all these people in this setting, I guess. I love my maths class(es) (both pure and applied. Pretty much the same people, anyway). Don’t get me wrong, I don’t understand what’s going on in class almost all the time, but my classmates are some of the most amazing people ever. This class is hilarious. I never felt so at home and like… able to talk so much nonsense (because let’s face it, I spew a lot of crap in maths) without being judged. The first time I’ve been in a class that I’ve been that kid – who’s loud and annoying all the time (ok no that’s not really a good thing but I don’t regret it)
It kind of pains me to realize I’m going to have to find someone else to give blank looks to (and get blank looks from) and laugh with when the amount of stuff I don’t get reaches new highs, because now Danica and I are going to two different continents for uni
And having to find a new friend who’ll be willing to teach me stuff all the time like Iris is (I don’t know if anyone else like Iris even exists) (she’s too good)
^Pi-shaped because maths requires that kind of pi-ous dedication. Further maths is no pi-cnic. Although it’d be better with some pi-zza and pie. (ok now you get why Sarah doesn’t like this)
The process of taking this picture was proof that even if a person can do further maths, that doesn’t necessarily mean they can count to two. We took forever to stand in two lines. We had more than two for so. Long.
^Applied maths block 3 ft. Afiqah, Piah and the boy whose name I don’t know minus Muz, Suren And Thor
After pure I had physics. Which was again another photo session. This time we called back our friends who’d dropped physics at some point in the last two years.
Ze-Xin said this felt like a reality show and we’re calling back guest artists who starred in previous seasons. (Loshene left at the end of season 1, and Aman in the middle of season 4 heh)
It totally felt like that HAHAHHA
^Physics, so clearly we needed to pose with Fleming’s Left Hand Rule and the Right Hand Grip Rule (and a couple misplaced peace signs) and Mr John, as always, preferred the Right Hand Slap Rule.
^’Advantages of having long arms’ – Mr John
^Fancy unrelated equipment
‘Don’t say that, no one will notice’ – Ze-Xin
Then we went back to our seats and Mr John gave us a sort of speech, through which I was also just drinking water and trying to swallow the choking feeling. My most important takeaway from it was the answer to his question ‘what’s the difference between knowledge and wisdom?’
Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit, and wisdom is knowing not to put it in a fruit salad.
I’m going to miss his jokes and just. Him. And this class. And some of the best friends I have now
(any excuse for another picture of us right)
I didn’t feel this sad during my last chem and stats classes because stats was on Tuesday and it didn’t feel like the end yet. And chem was also on Tuesday, and we didn’t know it was the last class but our teacher unexpectedly got sick so it ended up being the last class
And now I realize that chem and stats are really over over too.
I was slightly sed on the last day of mechanics (yesterday) cause Mr Mahadzir was giving us his ‘speech’, too
But I guess I still felt like I’d see the same people today in pure again
I’m going to miss my classes. My teachers. My classmates. They’re really, really, the best I could have asked for. I know people who can’t say the same, so I’m really grateful.
Okay then I went out for dinner with my villamates! We barely see each other nowadays 😦 but today was fun
We went to Sarang Art Hub, which usually has live busking, apparently, but we chose the wrong day cause they didn’t have that today. And had a really limited menu and mixed up our orders
The place was very artsy, exhibition ish, and the main idea in the room we were in (I felt) was some sort of Bangladeshi war theme kind of thing? Yeah. Not the soft flowers and cute stuff kind of art
Another part of the restaurant which had less dark themes
Everyone likes to look at food
Then we came back and ate at one of the tables outside the villa area
And came to my chalet
And Dini came over
So we just went to Maryam’s room and talked and gossiped which we hadn’t done in really long (and I googled every other actor they talked about because I COULD NOT remember what a character looked like ._.)
So nice to catch up with my friends 🙂 ❤ hepi
Okay this post is extremely long so I’ll stop. I guess this is where (no I should have done it long ago but I can’t go back in time so) I stop doing all kinds of nonsense and really study. No second chances. 11 days.
Night 🙂 if any of my friends are reading this, good luck for A2 :’)