Hm. It's been four days since math paper and I can't remember what mode is! The future of the nation, fo'sho.

Oh but. The day before the paper I IMed dear mr tanchorseng and got him to show me his foolproof number pattern method.

Let's say this is the pattern:

1 3 6 10 15 21

We'll call that the 1st tier.
Then we calculate the difference between each term in tier 1, like so:

2 3 4 5 6

That's the 2nd tier.
Next we calculate the difference between each term in tier 2:

1 1 1 1

That would be the 3rd tier.
The overall formula for nth terms is

Tn=an²+bn+c

Where T means term.
The formula for finding the first number of the 1st tier is a+b+c
The formula for finding the first number of the 2nd tier is 3a+b
The formula for finding the first number of the 3rd tier is 2a

So you figure out what a, b and c are and sub them into the overall formula.

2a=1 a=0.5
3a+b=2 1.5+b=2 b=0.5
a+b+c=1 0.5+0.5+c=1 c=0

therefore, Tn=0.5n²+0.5n+0
which means Tn=0.5n²+0.5n or Tn=(n²+n)/2

Cool, huh! They don't know this here in BIS. They don't know the tu factorising thing either! My friends all say the singaporean way's easier :D I guess sometimes I am proud to have grown up in singapore. Where we have LESSONS in KINDERGARTEN.
Yes, it is good. You look smarter than everyone else overseas even though you are considered academically-challenged back home. and I don't think I'll be staying in singapore, so that doesn't matter much!
It feels nice having people think you're smart! I showed twin and meike how to do this funny probability thing and they were all, ohhhhh and looked like oil lamps had lighted up in their heads. And later claimed I was truly a seasoned math ninja. Truly this does wonders for my ego.

I think I am drifiting! Away from godliness I mean. I'm beginning to resent having to go to church. There's no leg room and the little plastic chairs get quite uncomfortable and the air is always so warm and laced with generous amounts of sweat. And the lesson and sermon are in vietnamese so a bohgey translator comes most of the time. And there's no break between lesson and sermon and usually I doze off. :(

And darryl and danny are drifting too, back in merlion land. Darryl tells me danny's been ponning church longlong and he's been ponning a couple of sundays here and there as well. And jester krubs alotalotalot.

And I keep wondering if there's something wrong with us and I really really really don't want to turn out like natalie, who hasn't been in a church in TWO WHOLE YEARS (though I guess she had quite a good reason). And I don't want to go to hell and see her there! Or darryl and danny and the rest of them! And I honestly do not know what to do. I mean, my problems aren't exactly insuperable, are they? Yet a plausible solution eludes me.

Darryl was saying how the youth in his age group aren't very holy either, but I thought about it and when I was in the youth (and even BEFORE I was in) I never really considered them proper Youth. They rarely hung out and they seemed wrong somehow. Polar opposites of nice older chehchehs like joanna and candice and joanne that you were supposed to look up to and emulate and admire and aspire to and confide in. They seemed more human while the older chehs (especially candice) seemed perfect.

Maybe I should just conciously sleep earlier on saturday nights and get off my high horse and try to get used to the stench. And jester should stop krubbing so much, haha!