and i'll be done with exams...
i'm starting to get real nervous and it feels like nothing i read now is being stored in my brain.
i think it is because
f(u,v) > c(u,v),
where the network flow is exceeding my poor brain's capacity.
wow, is this the perfect application of maximal flow from algorithms or what?!
anyways, much to look forward to after exams...so in the meantime, must stop procrastinating.
btw, jack bauer is back! oh yes, he is!! on 2 nights a week...i'm so happy.
alright exams...here i come *rooarrr*
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
a true test of love
a true story :)
John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell.
With time and effort, he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding.
Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.
When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting--7:00 p.m. at the Grand Central in New York. "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel." So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.
I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened...
A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blond hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were as blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small provocative smile turned her lips, "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured.
Almost uncontrollably I made one more step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell.
She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was quickly walking away. I felt as though I was split in two. So keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned and upheld mine.
And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful.
I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me. May I take you to dinner?"
The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
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I think that Hollis Maynell was a wise young woman because she realized that love isn’t worthy of the name if we aren’t willing to share it with everyone.
The test of our relationship with God, which we confront every day, is our willingness to obey God by loving others.
John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell.
With time and effort, he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding.
Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.
When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting--7:00 p.m. at the Grand Central in New York. "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel." So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.
I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened...
A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blond hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were as blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small provocative smile turned her lips, "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured.
Almost uncontrollably I made one more step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell.
She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was quickly walking away. I felt as though I was split in two. So keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned and upheld mine.
And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful.
I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me. May I take you to dinner?"
The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
---------------------------------------------------------
I think that Hollis Maynell was a wise young woman because she realized that love isn’t worthy of the name if we aren’t willing to share it with everyone.
The test of our relationship with God, which we confront every day, is our willingness to obey God by loving others.
road to recovery
i have lost my voice today :( hehe whenever i lose my voice, i think of phoebe in 'friends' and her sexy voice singing 'smelly cat'. i shall not attempt to sing because i sound more like a croaking frog.
anyway, but praise God that i am now fever-free and should be able to resume my study time-table tomorrow :) the thought of missing out of 3 days of study is starting to make me nervous. yikes!
so, the upside of recovering from the flu is that you have an 'excuse' to be in bed all day with a book and not feel guilty about it. today, warmly tugged under my goose down, i finished reading '90 minutes in Heaven' by Don Piper. it is one of the books i've been meaning to read for the past month but never got around to it.
although it wasn't so well written, it was a straight-forward, simple story - of a pastor who had died in this car accident, and spent 90 minutes in Heaven before being brought back to earth again. this book was his account of what he saw in heaven but mainly focused on his very painful, excruciating road to recovery. For me, it really confirms the power of prayer and shows that God is still working miracles, even today. It gives a strong example of how we can minister to others through our own suffering, and how to let others minister to us in our times of need.
gosh, i'm so blessed.
anyway, but praise God that i am now fever-free and should be able to resume my study time-table tomorrow :) the thought of missing out of 3 days of study is starting to make me nervous. yikes!
so, the upside of recovering from the flu is that you have an 'excuse' to be in bed all day with a book and not feel guilty about it. today, warmly tugged under my goose down, i finished reading '90 minutes in Heaven' by Don Piper. it is one of the books i've been meaning to read for the past month but never got around to it.
although it wasn't so well written, it was a straight-forward, simple story - of a pastor who had died in this car accident, and spent 90 minutes in Heaven before being brought back to earth again. this book was his account of what he saw in heaven but mainly focused on his very painful, excruciating road to recovery. For me, it really confirms the power of prayer and shows that God is still working miracles, even today. It gives a strong example of how we can minister to others through our own suffering, and how to let others minister to us in our times of need.
gosh, i'm so blessed.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
sick :(
My immune system is like blahhh...
I had just recovered from the flu 2 weeks ago, and now I've gotten it again...
I feel like a mess right now... Last night, I was shivering all over so I decided to take a hot bath....but that didn't really help..i was still soo cold with goosebumps...while my head was burning up pretty bad...
Why ohh why...
Oh on another hand...finally got tickets to see STOMP!! :D
I had just recovered from the flu 2 weeks ago, and now I've gotten it again...
I feel like a mess right now... Last night, I was shivering all over so I decided to take a hot bath....but that didn't really help..i was still soo cold with goosebumps...while my head was burning up pretty bad...
Why ohh why...
Oh on another hand...finally got tickets to see STOMP!! :D
Thursday, June 08, 2006
if you want me to
The pathway is broken
And The signs are unclear
And I don't know the reason why You brought me here
But just because You love me the way that You do
I'm gonna walk through the valley
If You want me to
Cause I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise You're not through with me yet
so if all of these trials bring me closer to you
Then I will go through the fire
If You want me to
It may not be the way I would have chosen
When you lead me through a world that's not my home
But You never said it would be easy
You only said I'd never go alone
So When the whole world turns against me
And I'm all by myself
And I can't hear You answer my cries for help
I'll remember the suffering Your love put You through
And I will go through the darkness
If You want me to
....
-Ginny Owens
And The signs are unclear
And I don't know the reason why You brought me here
But just because You love me the way that You do
I'm gonna walk through the valley
If You want me to
Cause I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise You're not through with me yet
so if all of these trials bring me closer to you
Then I will go through the fire
If You want me to
It may not be the way I would have chosen
When you lead me through a world that's not my home
But You never said it would be easy
You only said I'd never go alone
So When the whole world turns against me
And I'm all by myself
And I can't hear You answer my cries for help
I'll remember the suffering Your love put You through
And I will go through the darkness
If You want me to
....
-Ginny Owens
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
today I found my face, floating in a puddle of grace
I have been staying at home a fair bit this week, because it is the final week of uni and I'm wrapping up final projects and homeworks, at the same time hiding from the horrendous Sydney weather. I've never seen it like this before....non-stop downpour and dark, gray sky.
Of course, the upside of staying at home is I get to watch Oprah at midday :) I always learn stuff from watching that show..
...pomengranates are full of natural goodness
...you should not eat anything that has hydrogenated and enriched stuff
...olive oil/sesame oil (the good oils) should be kept in the fridge or dark places
...don't eat roasted nuts! when they are roasted...all their nutrients die! eat raw ones.
I have been contacting this supervisor I want to do my thesis with. I really hope he will allow me to join his group which does research on genetic mutations and evolutionary dynamics of infectious diseases etc. Of course, everything is not in my hands and I can only pray about it.
Last exam is on the 28th of June! Quite late huh, but at least I will have plenty of time to prepare...Then, I will head to Melbourne (Jetstar's promotion - bring a friend for free) !
I was quite disappointed that I could not go to France this upcoming break to meet up with my ex roomie from Palo Alto..I've been planning this for months but there were simply too many signs saying that I shouldn't go! Ohh, but on a happy note, my parents are coming to Sydney soon!!
Of course, the upside of staying at home is I get to watch Oprah at midday :) I always learn stuff from watching that show..
...pomengranates are full of natural goodness
...you should not eat anything that has hydrogenated and enriched stuff
...olive oil/sesame oil (the good oils) should be kept in the fridge or dark places
...don't eat roasted nuts! when they are roasted...all their nutrients die! eat raw ones.
I have been contacting this supervisor I want to do my thesis with. I really hope he will allow me to join his group which does research on genetic mutations and evolutionary dynamics of infectious diseases etc. Of course, everything is not in my hands and I can only pray about it.
Last exam is on the 28th of June! Quite late huh, but at least I will have plenty of time to prepare...Then, I will head to Melbourne (Jetstar's promotion - bring a friend for free) !
I was quite disappointed that I could not go to France this upcoming break to meet up with my ex roomie from Palo Alto..I've been planning this for months but there were simply too many signs saying that I shouldn't go! Ohh, but on a happy note, my parents are coming to Sydney soon!!
Alrighty...off I go.
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