There are those who disagree with my "experiment". Perhaps I shall rephrase it. Rather than an experiment, it is a mean by which I bring peace to my mind by justifying my laziness. Ironical, isnt it? Reminds me of "backronyms" Anyway, because I am unable to feel sufficiently motivated to be "积极“ under normal circumstances, I am making myself feel better by making it out to be an experiment, which it is at the same time meant to be.

I do recognise that nothing good will come out of this experiment. There is no good to be gained and the comparative loss is also rather significant. If my experiment is a success, it is hardly likely that I would act upon the results, nor would I continue the experiment unnecessarily. Furthermore, those whom put in effort into their studies, and worked hard and meticulously to attain their good results would naturally harbour feelings of hatred towards me, or at the very least subconsiously so, even if they do not realise it themselves. On the other hand, if my experiment (more aptly named "excuse") fails, those whom actually do not want to see me fail will be unhappy about it. As it is fairly obvious, there is nothing to gain and plenty to lose.

On the other hand, today my experiment was put to the test when I was informed of (or rather, more accurately, REMINDED of, the thought of it having eluded all conscious thought for the previous days) the Economics test only this morning. One can only imagine the self-loathing invovled when, after observing several friends revise Economics for 40 or so minutes, did I realise that there was an impending test today. In two hours, no less. Given some hasty impromptu studying during a Physics tutorial, I might be expected to say that I do not expect to score well, and say it I shall. I do not expect to score particularly well. Perhaps by approximation my marks will be in the 60% range if I am lucky, give or take 5-10%. I do note that, however, the last page of the test was essentially a giveaway consisting of questions imploring of us to do that which one might have done half a decade ago. The level of competency required to answer the last few questions were so low one might have considered it close to an insult.

My surprise at the test was only aggrandized when I was promptly informed of another test upcoming - the math quiz. Having taken the test, though, in hindsight one might expect to complete the test without much prior knowledge due to access to the formula sheets, and given enough time. Despite that, having put no thought into Mathematics since my re-tests last year my thought process was agonizingly slow, and as such my speed suffered a similar penalty. Given the full duration I was unable to complete the second question, despite having a general idea of how the solution would be attained from the figures given.

On to my random ponderings about various topics. I have always wondered about the limits of the human body. It is fair to say that the limits cannot be merely put into numbers, for there are many limits in which one's body can attain, both physically and mentally. Perhaps the closest comparison to numbers in which one can statistic-fy is by examining world records of various individuals, compiled into various books such as "Guinness World Records". 

However, I would go as far as to assume that one would only strain his physical capabalities under what one would not call a "normal situation". Picture this - a tree topples onto a house during an earthquake, and would crush a baby, if not for the mother, who in her desperation, managed to hold the tree off long enough to push her baby away from the impending doom. Such a feat would hardly be possible under 'normal circumstances', such as in a studio performing for the television. The difference between such acts is that acts which go into world records are a demonstration of the limit of the human endurance after rigorous training, and not in times ot desperation.

Have you ever felt an adrenaline rush? Perhaps you have not noticed its immediate effects, or not have it last long enough to have an effect on you. An adrenaline rush is that which allows you to "overclock" your body, and usually only happens when danger threatens or when in an emergency. Scientifically, you can say that it primes your body for action, prioritizing blood flow to muscles while suppressing other less important bodily processes such as digestion. Its existence is justified by the requirement of it to survive certain situations, situations which our ancestors would have been more familiar with, such as when a tiger is hot on your heels. However, in the modern world, it seems to serve little purpose, save in emergencies.

I have wondered if our bodies, when under so-called "full" exertion, are actually under the effects of adrenaline or not. When Usain Bolt is running, does adrenaline pumped out from his adrenal gland bolster his physical capabality? Or is he running on pure muscle and technique, and that a similarly built person, under different circumstances would be able to run faster than him?

For that matter, I have wondered how much people strain their bodies in tasks closer-to-earth, such at the oft-dreaded 2.4km jog. I believe physically, many people have the capabalities of scoring at least a B - C, but are unwilling to physically strain their bodies to such an extent. Personally, I know I can run faster than most people who have similar fitness standards to me or are slightly fitter, because I can strain my body further, but doing so exacts a strain on my body, to the extent where my body does not resume normal function within a few hours, with ragged breathing and irregular heartbeating, along with high levels of fatigue. Which brings us to the topic of equivalant exchange, a topic prevalant in the study of Economics.

Let me share a small story of something which happens to me everyday. Near my house there is a bus stop, which is out of view from where I live, due to it being at an angle at which I am unable to see it. A rough approximation would give the distance to be about 200 meters away. From where I exit my house, up to where the bus stop comes into view, is about half that distance. On the other hand, I can see the incoming 154 bus, the only bus headed to school which stops at the bus stop I frequent, and which arrives at irregular intervals, immediately from where I leave my house. This means that, long story short, more often than not, during the long walk to the bus stop I will often notice the bus incoming, and make a mad rush for the bus.

Which reminds me: I have the bus driver for this morning's 154 to thank. He had the kindness to, after seeing me sprinting towards his bus, wait for close to 10 seconds at the bus stop, which was empty, for me to board the bus. Of course, I thanked him, but god knows if he actually heard me, what with my thanks being puncuated by short breaths.

Back to my point - I am fairly sure that I am experiencing an adrenaline rush during my mad dash for the bus. I can never attain the same running speed on the track, despite how I may attempt to motivate myself. But similarly, the running exacts a toll on my body. Often I will fall asleep on the bus, and even after 15-20 minutes of sleep I will still experience erratic breathing and a irregular heartbeart, accompanied with slight aching in the legs and general fatigue. It is so unsettling that I could not resist the urge to tell people about it. Perhaps, my body shall one day pay the cost of running for the bus to reach school slightly earlier, by failing me in times when it is the most needed. Perhaps fatally so.

What is my point anyway? I have no idea. I cannot even remember how I started this post, and/or whether it is just a mindless individual spewing random crap (who, incidentally, is me. Big surprise!). I look up at the title, and I remember once again how this post started.

Anyway in everyday life I notice alot of interesting quotes, which I never seem to remember when I get home. Quotes in various books, quotes even in lecture notes themselves, quotes which I see on advertisements, quotes which I observe on TvMobile on the bus back home. I never seem to actually remember what they say, despite them striking me as interesting and thought-invoking. My memory is no longer what it used to be. Perhaps I am growing senile.

Oh, dammit. I have no idea what I'm talking about again. Perhaps it is best that I end this post here, before more random acts of spontaneity leak out of my cynical, unsettled self and into this post. Oh god. More just did.

But before I forget, there is one last thing I need to add to this post. As of late, it has come as no surprise to me that people may think that I am elitist. Even myself, reading my previous posts, would come to regard the poster as one who favours the elite. However, I would like to clarify that I am NOT elitist, and neither do I discriminate. Think of it this way: If I were to say that my school is full of intellectuals, I would be stating a fact, but if I were to say that people other schools are inferior to me, for the mere reason of being in a "more inferior school", I would be an elitist. And I would never make a statement of the same nature as that of the latter.

I myself personally harbour a strong dislike towards the differentiation of people by skill levels, especially in regions where it is unnecessary. Games, even, such as DoTA, do not have a real need for defining whether one is more "pro" than the other, neither is there a real way to differentiate between people of similar skill level. To further elaborate on this example, it is more than suffcient for people to just play with each other and be happy, and not ponder on irrelevant topics such as skill level. Such a thing will become self-evident with time, and I hardly think one should force opinions about it especially in a game where skill level is not all that matters. To insist one is more pro than another will merely strain relationships, making people think you are proud and arrogant, yet to insist one is more noob will only make people less likely to want you on their team. Such a topic is better left at rest; people have their own eyes, and will make judgements as they see fit.