Thursday, September 22, 2005
Prelims are still going on. Yay yay! It's gonna end soon! WooT! My goodness. How time flies. Keke. Tomorrow's A math paper 2 and we're gonna book the badminton court tomorrow! Wow~!! Can't wait for the days i'll spend at home revising after my prelims. Ahhh~~ How nice...! And guess what? Today's LOST! The week's been exciting and i've made some incredible work on my photoshop. Hee. Still thinking if i should put it up here.
Friday, September 16, 2005
Worries make me go round and about. Especially things about examinations. We are in Singapore afterall. Crap.
Make me worry-free!!
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Addiction causes serious damage. Example, lung cancer due to smoking.
Differences of the palisade layer and the spongy mesophyll layer:
- Cells in the palisade layer are elongated and this increases its surface area for increased absorption of light energy. However, cells in the spongy mesophyll layer are usually irregular in shape, some being almost circular.
- More chloroplasts are found in cells of the palisade layer than the spongy mesophyll layer. (This is because the palisade layer is situated close to the epidermis of the leaf whereby high amounts of light energy can be obtained.)
- Minute spaces are present in the spongy mesophyll layer but not in the palisade layer. (This allows efficient gasesous exchange to take place.)
- Cells in the palisade are arranged in an orderly manner and closely packed but in the spongy mesophyll layer, cells are loosely arranged with no order of arrangement.
Yeah...
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
The world is changing. I see you coming like an infinite bumble bee. Bumble bee? What the... LOL To the Greeks, beauty is a virtue: a kind of excellence. Iamverytired.
She stood there unmoving even as undaunting strangers closed in while he retreated. Dark circles of fatigue formed round her eyes like never ending circles. The dead-lock and limp hair hung over her shoulders. She's there. Standing. Looking. Lifeless. And then, almost suddenly, without any second thoughts, she followed him. All the way. In the dark, gloomy alleys. Along the corridors. As she stood, leaning against the asphalt wall of his corridor, he saw her. Through the peep hole. Of the oak door. In the house. An apartment. Intimidated by her presence, he squatted behind the door. Closed his eyes. He could hear the heavy human breath outside. No doubt was he frightened, he was surprised by her endurance. She hasn't been eating for the past few days. Only keen on following him. The truth was that he not only took away the girl's wizened old grandfather, but also stole her family's wealth. Grave mistake, big guy. Demons of insomnia hunted him. Nightmares of the girl constantly repeated itself each time he fell asleep.... 'Click. Click' Two shots and still alive. He was betting his life on a revolver. Russian roulette, they call it. Clearly, he wasn't keen on living either. 'Click.' The final shot.