I haven't been doing much digging work for FT Island nowadays. I'm really, really missing out a lot. However, on another hand, I don't really mind- since I still save tonnes of pictures every week. The pictures are enough to keep my life quota high and my urges to search about them low. Apparently this time I decided to put Jae Jin's picture. His angellic smile should be more than sufficient to keep you reading on? :D I shall put Jong Hun's super smexehh face here NEXT TIME.

I'm studying Logarithms right now. And I decide to type out my own vexations regarding the subject so that I would keep my equilibrium. I briefly read through my Physics about waves, longitudinal and tranverse waves, and I thought I would type a bit here, since I have the habit of re-reading my own blog posts. Longitudinal waves are waves that travel in a direction parallel to the direction of wave propagation. Such as sound waves. Whereas, transverse waves are waves that travel in the direction perpendicular to the wave propagation. Examples include the majorities of waves known to men- water waves, light waves, electromagnetic waves. It's good we don't have to memorize about all the Gamma rays- yet.

Regions where particles are close together is known as compression, while the regions where particles are far apart are known as rarefaction.

Formulas:

Wavelength

f = 1/T

f= Number of waves per unit time
T= Time taken to generate one complete wave

Wave speed

v = f (landa) The weird sign that resembles the chinese word 'ru'

v = velocity (m/s)

f = frequency (Hz)

landa = wavelength (m)

My motive for typing this post today, besides to publish my own science notes that I'm trying so hard to fathom and memorize, is of course to talk a bit about my own personal life, and whatever I have experienced as well as my ever-growing complicated thoughts about this society. The first thing I have realized nowadays is how many a time, you are refined to a certain thing of what others want of you. It's like the kids are walking in one straight line, led by the teachers and the adults, and if you ever attempt to walk out of the line, to be 'special', you'd be snapped on, and made to walk back in line.

Schools always encourage you to be free speakers, to be as creative as possible, to open new sights- but yet again, how much courage does that take of one person to do that? When one person stands out too much from the rest- what kind of commotion do you normally think will stir? It's just like a child not studying in a class where everyone did. They are the center of attention, and the center of negative light, too. People whisper, behind backs, full of innuendos that are teeming with lies, without ever knowing the individual deeply, just judging from the looks of it.

When you be creative, does it always get accepted? Do you ideas always get accepted?

So once again, what does this society truly yearn from us?

Creative, boundary-crushing humans, or obedient hounds?

I get this impression in school time and again. Whenever I write essays, the things that my teacher point out, I see no fault in them. It's just her trying to restrict me in my words. "You have to write it like this... If not you won't... Follow this set of guidelines..." I know it is for security, just in case maybe I fall out of line- but wait, I enjoy falling out of line. I don't like to be the goody-two-shoes, dog, wagging my tails and not doing anything for a change.

There was once a story, that I heard over the radio, a truly, heartfelt meaningful story that I couldn't help but endlessly concur with. It was one of the best stories that I heard over the radios as I commuted my way to school on the luxurious car seat of my Father's dark green automobile, constantly under the soothing kisses blowing out from the air-con directly in front of me. It illustrated two boys, brothers, who lived at the eightieth storey of this high-rise building. Typical of modern cities, as they build their structures higher up into the heavens, kissing the gods.

One day, the two boys decided to go hiking. They packed their bags, and headed off. However, they failed to see the notice that they would be a maintenance of the lights and lift in the night. Thus, when they came scuttling home, they were devastated to find the lift not working. This is when they realize of the notice and they sigh to themselves. Wheeling themselves together, the elder brother told the younger one that they shall take the stairs up instead.

So the two of them climbed painstakingly up the stairs, carrying the overwhelming loads over their weary backs. At the twentieth storey, they decided to take a break, and they realized it was impossible to climb all the way to the eightieth storey with their heavy bagpack. At this moment, the elder one told the younger one,

"Okay, here's what, we shall leave our bagpacks here, get home, get a good rest, and the next morning when the lift resumes work, we shall come down here again and retrieve our stuffs."

The two agreed and they continue to climb, however, it was still tiring, and now they stop at the fourtieth storey. At this point, both of them began to argue, each of them blaming each other about their failure to notice the notice given out to them regarding the maintenance, and how they would not have went for the hike if they knew this was going to happen. They were dead beat, and argued for a moment, before the elder one told the younger one, "Let's stop quarelling and save our energy for the climb."

So the younger one heeded his words and they continue to climb and climb and climb, and finally! They reached the eightieth floor! Both brothers are excited as they scurry towards their home door, and they fumble their pockets for their keys.

And it is then that they realize they have left the keys in their bagpacks, at the twentieth storey.

What's the moral of the story?

Here,

As we are born, to when we are about 20 years old, we have to carry a lot of weight upon ourselves, our teachers's expectations, our parents' expectations, and we walk painstakingly till when we are old, young adults, and that's when we are finally free to do what we really want to, to pursue new possibilities, free of those burdens imposed on us by our parents or teachers. As we climb on free of load to when we are forty, we start realizing that we haven't done anything and we start feeling frustrated. Why is my life like this? Why can't it have been better?

And then finally, as we are at a ripe old age, we finally realize-

That we have left our dreams with our youthful self.

Such a good story.

Start cherishing and understanding what you want in this life.

Time, that is lost.

Never returns to you.

As I type this right here.

Every second spent.

I never get them back.

They disappear into the history.

Of my life.

--

Here to share a song, too.

Parallel Hearts

歌：FICTIONJUNCTION

僕らは未来を変える力を夢に見てた

ノイズの中　聞こえてきた君の泣き声
笑っていた僕の弱さを暴いた
君の行く道は君にしかわからない
違う空　追いかけて

僕らは未来へ向かう勇気を欲しがって
過去に迷う　君が笑う本当の　現在へ還り着くまで

君のことを知りたいと思って始めて
寄り添えない　心の距離に怯えた
分かり合えないと解った　それだけで
二人が始まって行く

涙も痛みもすべて　抱きしめてあげたいけど
走れば走るほど　遠くなる気がして　不安になる
どこまで行けばいいの？

ノイズの中　聞こえてくる君の歌声
無くしていた　僕の姿が　今　見えるよ

一人で行くはずだった未来を変える力をください
君が笑うそれだけで　高く飛べる

僕らは心をつなぐ勇気を欲しがって
愛に迷う　君と笑う本当の僕に還り着くまで

I am recently obsessed with this song from Pandora Hearts, a recent anime, okay, maybe not that recent, since it was released last year. But either way, it is a good anime, and this song is great too. The first time I listened to it last year, I wasn't quite impressed by it, but now, on a second visit, I really enjoy it. FICTIONJUNCTION is actually really great. I remember them. But I think I was really disappointed when I first heard this song.

But I guess I have no reason to be now.



Enjoy the song! While enjoying a slideshow? Of FT Island? :D





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