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I have been living in Singapore for 10 years by now. Eight long years ago, I moved into the house I am currently in. I was assigned to the second bedroom from the beginning of a long corridor that began in the living room and ended at a door to the master bedroom. I had no desk, just a piano and a 90cm bed. And on the windowsill…nothing. I decided to put my computer there, and I brought a little stool for me to sit on. It was an 11.6 inch, early 2014 MacBook Air, with an i7-4650U, 8gb of RAM, and a 512gb SSD. I still have it. Months later, at the age of around 10 (my memory is very faint), I was gifted a custom PC that I was to build…but I didn’t know how to build one at all. I asked my dad to do it. ...

Is a myriad of toggles, fine-tuned to fire, to explode, if one of them is flipped the wrong way. Through uncertainty my mind slowly begins collapsing, melting into a disastrous puddle; sequences of events that you just think about. And keep thinking about. This article stems from a recent interaction with a wonderful friend of mine, what I went through. I hate to always speak for others. I am not a representative of all overthinkers; this is how I function. If I place trust into something (as in emphasis), I think about it. If it’s a person, every single word that they have said and I have said doesn’t just mean what’s at face value, or what’s between the lines. It’s all the meaning behind the message, and all the different possible outcomes; of what they can feel and what they can say. ...

WhatsApp is bad. WhatsApp is evil, and they do not deserve a spot in anybody’s lives. They hate their users. Note that this article will contain swear words. If you can’t handle them, look away :) TL;DR WhatsApp is evil. Meta is evil. They steal your data, they have control over you. This is just a case study; for a change, use Signal. Backstory. Yesterday morning (13th May, around 9am GMT+8) I tried to create a new community on WhatsApp, on my desktop, for an up-and-coming mathematical society at my school. ...

What? IGCSEs. Cambridge-assessed final examinations. As of writing this article, it is the 5th of May, the night before my IGCSE Coordinated Science (0654) paper 41. They are quite stressful, as you can tell by the title, but it really isn’t all that much. IGCSEs are simple! All you need to do is memorize the markschemes, do past papers and you’re good. Even if you aren’t comfortable with 5 entire topics, you can watch a few YouTube videos and cram all of it the night before! Such an easy life, no? ...

NOTE Am I a tech nerd who blogs about technical stuff? YES! But do I have a life? yes. This post is not technical, and I will only continue writing this format when I feel like it. Scroll down if you wish. A long time ago… When I was 11 or 12 or so (back in 6th grade), I had one of the most amazing math teachers ever. She was great at her job, but most importantly, every time the class and her had an interaction everybody would burst out in happy laughter; there was never one negative moment in that room. ...