i have concluded. From data collected on 2s01 and cassandra's blog. There is an awesome formula that relates the time spent studying and grades!!!!!
Assumptions:
everyone is nearly as smart as me
One nights worth of studying is approximately 3 hours.
Me
Ionic equilibria test
Time spent: One night just before test
Grade :U
Cass
Organic chem test
Time Spent: One night before test
Grade: U
Me
Organic Chem test
Time spent : two nights before test
Grade: D
Hence here is the awesomistical formula!!!!
One night = U = <40
Two nights = D = 50
Three nights = B = 60
Four nights = A = >70
Soooo for one chapter, in order to score an A we'll need four nights worth of revision = 12 hours.
Multiply that by the number of chapters and its approximately 20 so....
One subject = 20 chapters = 80 nights of studying for 3 hours to get A
I actually think this is damm accurate.
Fuck this is damm scary. Better start now.
(Except that it doesn't hold for my maths cause 0 nights = A -.-')
(Dun kill me I'm just kidding. I actually practise really hard for maths.)
(Really!)
(Why so many postscripts?!?!?!)
Friday, February 26, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
The beginnings
Extracted from my other blog that I think should be here as well lol.
It was a time before the Tian's screw, before the Brotherhood and before the TPA. It was a time not too long ago, yet it is so far away. Tian was still a amatuer to the game of billiards. Then taught by the best snooker player in Safra, which he affectionately calls Shen, god in chinese. Tian can still remember the first time he went for training.
I sat down on the small coffee table in front of the counter. My father was waiting for me with a plate of nasi lemak. He said,"Finish this and quickly go over there for your training." I looked over to the far end, a short man in thirties was surrounded by three other teens. The man was holding a cueball and seemed to be explaining something. They must be waiting for me, i thought. I'd better join them quickly. At this moment, Miss Tan came out from behind. In her hands were a smooth and classy looking cue. My Dad took the cue from her, weighed it and feathered it between his fingers. "Joe davis, good cue, make sure you learn seriously."
I recall the first time i held that piece of equipment in my hands. It was so different from the usual house cues that we used. Unbended, untainted, unused. This was my cue and mine alone. I stroked it with the open bridge. It was so smooth. It seemed so solid, so perfect. There is really no word to describe it. There is a particular elegance and beauty to a snooker cue that puts it in a class of its own. It really is an incomparable tool, even to the most expensive pool cue.
I went over to where my lesson awaited. My eyes went to one of my classmates. He was the pai kia (bad boy). He had a short hairstyle, the kind you would expect from army men, or prison inmates. Worse still, both his arms were covered in tatoo. I began to be intimidated by them. Luckily, Shen was very friendly. He did not mind the fact that i was the nerdiest in the group, or that my mandarin sucked. Instead, he tried his best way to explain things to me in english, of course, in his own inarticulate way. The first thing he made us do was to shoot a straight ball into the middle pocket. The students went one by one and potted the shot. I was the last one. Although it was a simple shot, there was the pressure of being the lousiest. Fortunately, i managed to squeeze the red ball in between the jaws. Shen then proceeded to teach us the basic things like our stance, holding the cue, stroke, cueing... After that we went on to drill for one hour. Potting the red and following the cueball into the pocket as well. I guess it was this period of time that my stroke really improved. This was my first step to being a pro. The intense snooker training of shen prepared me for the skill shots of pool that would require extreme stability and stroke.
I got to know Mathew, Darrel, Victor, and many other pool players. Some experts we admired and respected them, like Benny and Shen. It was a great environment for fun. We really enjoyed ourselves through the various training sessions and we became friends. Not very close, but enough to enjoy a great game of pool. At that time, most people do not yet know of my new found hobby. It was the start of sec 2. I went to Safra every Wednesday to train with Shen. But i began to worry that my best friend and snooker opponenet from school, kenenth, would lag behind me too much. I started to explain to him some of the things Shen taught me. Slowly, his billiards improved. Although i still always managed to beat him, but he remained interested in the game. That was a good thing. It was here that we learnt the skills needed to excel in the game, and ultimately my snooker training would be a big part of how i played pool. And how i taught it. Gradually, i wanted to expose more people to this great game. Then Shen would do something that almost cause me to quit.
It was a time before the Tian's screw, before the Brotherhood and before the TPA. It was a time not too long ago, yet it is so far away. Tian was still a amatuer to the game of billiards. Then taught by the best snooker player in Safra, which he affectionately calls Shen, god in chinese. Tian can still remember the first time he went for training.
I sat down on the small coffee table in front of the counter. My father was waiting for me with a plate of nasi lemak. He said,"Finish this and quickly go over there for your training." I looked over to the far end, a short man in thirties was surrounded by three other teens. The man was holding a cueball and seemed to be explaining something. They must be waiting for me, i thought. I'd better join them quickly. At this moment, Miss Tan came out from behind. In her hands were a smooth and classy looking cue. My Dad took the cue from her, weighed it and feathered it between his fingers. "Joe davis, good cue, make sure you learn seriously."
I recall the first time i held that piece of equipment in my hands. It was so different from the usual house cues that we used. Unbended, untainted, unused. This was my cue and mine alone. I stroked it with the open bridge. It was so smooth. It seemed so solid, so perfect. There is really no word to describe it. There is a particular elegance and beauty to a snooker cue that puts it in a class of its own. It really is an incomparable tool, even to the most expensive pool cue.
I went over to where my lesson awaited. My eyes went to one of my classmates. He was the pai kia (bad boy). He had a short hairstyle, the kind you would expect from army men, or prison inmates. Worse still, both his arms were covered in tatoo. I began to be intimidated by them. Luckily, Shen was very friendly. He did not mind the fact that i was the nerdiest in the group, or that my mandarin sucked. Instead, he tried his best way to explain things to me in english, of course, in his own inarticulate way. The first thing he made us do was to shoot a straight ball into the middle pocket. The students went one by one and potted the shot. I was the last one. Although it was a simple shot, there was the pressure of being the lousiest. Fortunately, i managed to squeeze the red ball in between the jaws. Shen then proceeded to teach us the basic things like our stance, holding the cue, stroke, cueing... After that we went on to drill for one hour. Potting the red and following the cueball into the pocket as well. I guess it was this period of time that my stroke really improved. This was my first step to being a pro. The intense snooker training of shen prepared me for the skill shots of pool that would require extreme stability and stroke.
I got to know Mathew, Darrel, Victor, and many other pool players. Some experts we admired and respected them, like Benny and Shen. It was a great environment for fun. We really enjoyed ourselves through the various training sessions and we became friends. Not very close, but enough to enjoy a great game of pool. At that time, most people do not yet know of my new found hobby. It was the start of sec 2. I went to Safra every Wednesday to train with Shen. But i began to worry that my best friend and snooker opponenet from school, kenenth, would lag behind me too much. I started to explain to him some of the things Shen taught me. Slowly, his billiards improved. Although i still always managed to beat him, but he remained interested in the game. That was a good thing. It was here that we learnt the skills needed to excel in the game, and ultimately my snooker training would be a big part of how i played pool. And how i taught it. Gradually, i wanted to expose more people to this great game. Then Shen would do something that almost cause me to quit.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
100th!!!!
OMG THIS IS THE 100th POST ON JOEYMATH!!!!!!
Didn't know i wasted so much time blogging-.-
Schools been terrible. Failing all my subjects now. Dun think I'll make it to Uni.
Think I shoud just buy a snooker cue and start playing snooker as a career.
Nah jk snooker players in Singapore starve. Sides theres still like 9 or so more months to go.
Okay time to study hydrocarbons. Chem test next week. Right after CNY. Actually we should complain. This is like total disregard for Chinese tradtions right! Ruin holiday lor.
Cousins : aei stay later leh. Blackjack just started only!
Me : Dun want la no money already. Besides I got chem test tomorrow.
Cousins : .......
Aunt : Siao CNY still got exam ah. What idiot school is that?!?!
Me : Its that **Ahem**RJC lor.
LOL.
Didn't know i wasted so much time blogging-.-
Schools been terrible. Failing all my subjects now. Dun think I'll make it to Uni.
Think I shoud just buy a snooker cue and start playing snooker as a career.
Nah jk snooker players in Singapore starve. Sides theres still like 9 or so more months to go.
Okay time to study hydrocarbons. Chem test next week. Right after CNY. Actually we should complain. This is like total disregard for Chinese tradtions right! Ruin holiday lor.
Cousins : aei stay later leh. Blackjack just started only!
Me : Dun want la no money already. Besides I got chem test tomorrow.
Cousins : .......
Aunt : Siao CNY still got exam ah. What idiot school is that?!?!
Me : Its that **Ahem**RJC lor.
LOL.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Resorts World
Went to Sentosa's sneak opening about a few weeks ago. Almost feels like you're overseas cause everything's so nice. Almost like Disneyland.
Nothing's open cept 3 of the 6 hotels. Offering damm cheap rates now cause all the facilities not up yet. 250sgd a night.
Casino looks real classy. But not flashy or showy.
Steamboat at Vivocity! very nice.
Been sick damm bad these few days. Missed alot of lessons le. I think I'll fail common test.
Monday, February 1, 2010
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