February 19 - 22, 2009 Grand Hyatt, San Antonio, Texas, USA
Every Fulbright student will have the opportunity to attend enrichment seminar, which is arranged by Fulbright and it’s all free - free flight, free hotel, free meal. As a part time student and a full time tourist :D, me, off course did not miss this chance. Even if I have a quiz, a midterm, and abundant home works soon after my return to Boston.
Oh God
Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things that I can
The wisdom to know the difference
Ohhhh and God
Give me the courage to love with an open heart
To love with an open heart
To love with an open heart
I wanna love with an open heart
Ohhhh with an open heart
Valentine is not the celebration of love. People love everyday.
To me, it enacts as a reminder.
It took me a while and a bunch of special people to understand, or remember, that I am loved.
India Arie’s song and these short paragraph are just a few things that reminds me of love.
Universal love. Love from God. Love from friends. Love from family. Love for a nation.
Renungan dan Perjuangan - Sutan Sahrir
“Berakhirlah sekarang keragu-raguan dan rasa susah yang kualami selama dua tahun terakhir ini, dan sekarang aku tidak mau dan tidak boleh memikirkannya lagi. Seolah-olah aku diingatkan kepada bangsaku, tatkala kuterima beslit tentang pembuangan itu; diingatkan pada segala sesuatu yang mengikat aku pada nasib dan penderitaan bangsa yang berjuta-juta ini.
Bukankah kesedihan pribadi kita akhirnya hanya sebagian kecil saja dari penderitaan yang besar, yang umum itu? Bukankah justru penderitaan itu merupakan ikatan kita yang semesra-mesranya dan sekuat-kuatnya? Justru sekarang –pada saat aku barangkali harus berpisah untuk selama-lamanya dengan yang paling kucintai dan yang paling indah bagiku di dunia ini– justru sekarang inilah aku merasa lebih terikat pada bangsaku, aku semakin mencintainya lebih daripada yang sudah-sudah.”
Donald Knuth is like the father of Computer Science. The author of “The Art of Computer Programming” that is a standard reference in computer science. He is famous for his works and his sense of humor.
“The Complexity of Songs” was an article published by Donald Knuth, an example of an in-joke in computer science, namely, in computational complexity theory.
He started by writing a claim that “every day brings new evidence that the concepts of computer science are applicable to areas of life which have little or nothing to do with computers.”
For a song that has length n, you would expect that it has a lyric with length ~n (the longer the song the more lyric you’ll have to remember).
To reduce the amount of memory needed to learn a song, our ancestor invent the concept of a Refrain. With a refrain the complexity can be reduced to c.n where c < 1.
Lemma 1.
Let S be a song containing m verses of length V and a refrain of length R where the refrain is to be sung first, last, and between adjacent verses. Then, the space complexity of S is (V/(V + R)) n + O(1) for fixed V and R as m ~ infinity.
Simply put with the usage of a refrain the song has become less complicated by the factor of (V/V+R).
Further, with a mathematical prove, He can showed that there exist a song with the complexity of O(sqrt(n)) like the “O McDonald” song and O(logn).
To the best part, He said “However, the advent of modern drugs has led to demands for still less memory, and the ultimate improvement of Theorem 1 has consequently just been announced”
THEOREM 2.
There exist arbitrarily long songs of complexity O(1).”
You remember the Casey and the Sunshine Band? “That’s The Way I like it”
with
Vk = ‘That’s the way,’ U ‘I like it, ‘ U
U = ‘uh huh,’ ‘uh huh’
for all k.
This completes the proof
I wish I were the sun.
Instead of a candle.
Shining not so brightly.
While in the process melting itself.
I wish I were the sun.
Not in a winter.
But in a summer.
Physically presents most of the daytime.
I wish I were the sun.
Powerful all the times.
Not be affected by anyone.
Unlike me that is fragile, sometimes.
I wish I were the sun.
Unselfishly giving without expecting.
Indeed, I am.
And without sharing.
I wish I were the sun.
Then there’s no need to tell no one.
That night is when the earth turns around.
And that eclipse is when the moon comes in between.
Wishing to be the sun.
I found that lately, it feels inhumane.
Coz after all, what I am is a women. So, may I just be a women?
