I spent about an hour from around 11am just now reading through my maths guide book for my exam TOMORROW...words and numbers that just didn't register in my head. Yes, I could've started earlier, but what for if I don't understand a single thing that's going on?
fg(x) exists when the range of g is a subset of the domain of the domain of f...
So the range of g is 7. and the domain of f is 2. Thus the range of g is a subset of the domain of f and fg(x) exists.
WHAT THE HELL!? SINCE WHEN IS 7 A SUBSET OF 2? isnt it the other way around... WHAT'S GOING ON!?
Yup. you guys could imagine the sordid look on my face when I went through that merciless collection of advanced maths...I loved maths in secondary school and sorry to say I can't say the same in JC. It'll kill you. Really. It will. Maths is tomorrow...and Chemistry is on tuesday.
So that means I have the rest of today and a little of tomorrow to study both subjects... -.-"
Describe my impression of these two subjects in one word?
FLUNK.
okay, enough about all that stuff...yesterday after the band was dismissed...for the last time...me qz farzana and chen pei went to eat at sumo house. Met the majors [wei siang, andrew, boo keong, joseph and norman] there...norman and wei siang were our pool buddies after lunch. My playing was lousy yesterday lahh (was it ever good in the first place?) but personally I think pool is fun. Though it's kinda too slow of a game for me. prefer street soccer...muahahaha...soccer is the greatest! I found out later that most of the percussionists and alot of the usual malay guys in the band went to ECP to hang out and play like they always did. Damnit, I wish I was there with them. It was kind of a special day anyway. And most of the percs were there too. Damn wasted.
Ok i'm sorta out of words to put in here. The last fifteen seconds were spent pondering on what to write next.
*thinking...*
*still thinking.....*
Oh yah...any percussionists who want the pics from me from yesterday...you know, the drums and everything. Msg me...I got too many. lol. Plenty to send around.
Alas, my dreams remain broken. Time to build a new one. And I think that opportunity is not too far away...because the Titans spirit still lives on within me. Forever a marching percussionist...forever a Titan.
cheers.
fg(x) exists when the range of g is a subset of the domain of the domain of f...
So the range of g is 7. and the domain of f is 2. Thus the range of g is a subset of the domain of f and fg(x) exists.
WHAT THE HELL!? SINCE WHEN IS 7 A SUBSET OF 2? isnt it the other way around... WHAT'S GOING ON!?
Yup. you guys could imagine the sordid look on my face when I went through that merciless collection of advanced maths...I loved maths in secondary school and sorry to say I can't say the same in JC. It'll kill you. Really. It will. Maths is tomorrow...and Chemistry is on tuesday.
So that means I have the rest of today and a little of tomorrow to study both subjects... -.-"
Describe my impression of these two subjects in one word?
FLUNK.
okay, enough about all that stuff...yesterday after the band was dismissed...for the last time...me qz farzana and chen pei went to eat at sumo house. Met the majors [wei siang, andrew, boo keong, joseph and norman] there...norman and wei siang were our pool buddies after lunch. My playing was lousy yesterday lahh (was it ever good in the first place?) but personally I think pool is fun. Though it's kinda too slow of a game for me. prefer street soccer...muahahaha...soccer is the greatest! I found out later that most of the percussionists and alot of the usual malay guys in the band went to ECP to hang out and play like they always did. Damnit, I wish I was there with them. It was kind of a special day anyway. And most of the percs were there too. Damn wasted.
Ok i'm sorta out of words to put in here. The last fifteen seconds were spent pondering on what to write next.
*thinking...*
*still thinking.....*
Oh yah...any percussionists who want the pics from me from yesterday...you know, the drums and everything. Msg me...I got too many. lol. Plenty to send around.
Alas, my dreams remain broken. Time to build a new one. And I think that opportunity is not too far away...because the Titans spirit still lives on within me. Forever a marching percussionist...forever a Titan.
cheers.
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