Motor show (Dumaguete)

Newton’s First Law of Motion

Let us assume love has motion.

One sunny afternoon, Galleria met up with her old college friends Mark and Mason in a coffee shop. They have been planning their get together for a while and Galleria was very nervous. She hasn’t seen them in a long while and she had to see their faces. When she arrived, she saw Mark, who didn’t change much, and Mason, who was, in short, macho. As they were catching up with old times, Mark had to leave early for working the night shift and so Galleria and Mason were left together to talk about the past.

They said the usual stories any reunion would have—unforgettable moments, embarrassing experiences, back biting, and most importantly past relationships. To Galleria’s delight, Mason was single. He had his last break-up just over a month ago. This wasn’t the time to move fast, so Galleria took her time.

By the time the street lights were on, they had finished catching up on almost everything—from the first day of college to yesterday’s grocery shopping. It was time to say goodbye, and for Galleria to make a move she could regret. She pecked him goodbye and gracefully ran the other way never looking back thinking if it was an appropriate thing to do.

Suppose love has motion. Galleria’s love for Mason grew over time. It is just like carrying heavier things from lighter things. Over time, when carrying heavier loads, one would need to increase one’s strength to carry even heavier things. So when one starts to carry, say a crate half-filled with fruits, one would need to continuously apply force to move it from one place to another, say point A to point B. While that’s moving, you have your goal in mind—to move the crate to point B. First question: would you stop before you reach point B? What’s stopping you at that point? Well, you wouldn’t stop moving unless something is blocking your way or you’re suddenly too tired to continue. For whatever reasons (and there must be a hundred possibilities), if those reasons don’t exist, then you and your crate would eventually reach point B. With this example in mind, it will help us understand how Newton’s first law of motion works.

In its plainest sense, the first law of motion by Sir Isaac Newton says once something moves, it can’t be stopped unless something opposes it. So when bringing a crate half-filled with fruits from point A to point B, one would carry the crate from A and move it to B. Here’s the question: If one reaches at point B with the crate, why would one stop if the law states that once something moves, it can’t be stopped? What makes one end there? The answer lies in the idea of a line. A little math knowledge would tell us a line is infinite unless limits are specified. For now, knowing the location of point A is relative, which means point A can be anywhere you want it to be. In this case, point B is more important as it is the destination. So assuming point B is at infinity, one wouldn’t stop moving the crate until one would reach infinity! It would take forever to get there. So now let us say one has defined limits of point B. One would then stop at point B because of the thing that’s opposing it—the limit, which in this case, is fulfillment. One already reached the goal. What is there left to accomplish?

Going back to the story, Galleria immediately fell in love with Mason primarily for his looks. She secretly exerted love towards the moment they met. It is still unknown to us if that love reached Mason’s heart and feelings. Even if she kissed him, his reactions were not yet revealed.

Podcasting with One Microphone?

I’m just throwing this out there. How can you podcast using one only one microphone and there’s two of you who has to share it–sharing  without any dead silence or much awkwardness?

Put it this way. Nobody is selling USB mixers, USB microphones or dual output soundcards here.

Guess I have no other choice but to mod my mic, ey?

Don’t Matter

It doesn’t matter to me if people are one-sided. Before, I used to get “mad” whenever the false rumor is spread by people I trust. But in this age and time, all those doesn’t matter anymore. It is up to the intelligence of the listener to analyze if what he/she is true.

Support the Silent Protest

Place a red and black ribbon on your bag, motorcycle, car…etc. to show your support for the riders who are against the current “modification” law which is part of  LTO’s AO 2008-015.

Read more about it at the Motorcycle Philippines forums (MCF) here.

The Pasts

Time flew by so fast yet I’ve made more enemies than friends.

Making enemies was not my best intention but I was forced to do it. The reason was just one: abuse.

Are you an enemy of mine? Or did I make you an enemy? Maybe its time for me to confront most of them (I disliked people who made “pointless threats” and I refuse them). If you wanna know why or just want to talk, just send me a text message. The old number I had seven years ago still exists (as of now) so you may contact me there. Or just leave a comment.

I’ve learned from my mistakes and it’s time to let go of them. Peace mga bros & sis!

Burnt

I was just burnt… like a piece of paper lit by a Bunsen burner.

My brain was too overworked making me think and see things which I shouldn’t. I’m not crazy. Or when I do become crazy, I’ll just look at the previous post.

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Oh. And I saw a few old friends over at Friendster. Hope you guys add up “Physics Band” because you’re missing out on a lot. XD

Is This Insanity?

I am slowly becoming insane.

Two weeks ago, I had followed my regular routines: waking up at 6am and prepping for classes, eating regularly, studying, playing, relaxing, sleeping at the right time, and the usual stuff students do. But after the Founder’s week celebration, I sensed that I couldn’t bring back my old self again no matter how hard I tried. Somehow I felt like I was losing myself.

The past few days have been quite heavy. I found it hard to do things the way I wanted to. When waking up at 6 in the morning, I have episodes which usually goes, “Who am I?” I spend the couple of minutes figuring out who or what I’m doing until I fall back to sleep. No, I’m not sleepwalking nor am I under sleep paralysis. I’m not taking new medication and I haven’t eaten anything out of the ordinary. I wake up again, sometimes late for class, sometimes too late to go to class. But the important thing is I remember who I am. I also find it harder to remember things though some say my memory has improved. Maybe all this study is making me crazy?

Still, I’m finding ways to get my old self back again. This isn’t a fight against a disease. This isn’t about having multi-personalities (or is it?). It’s about getting my “sane & hardworking” self back again. I fear that with time and added pressure (which I should be obligated to handle), I may lose myself completely.

This is a stupid post.

P.S. Firefox 3, too buggy for me. Switched back to Firefox 2.0.0.16.