I never knew there were so much difference to the kind of pellets we use. They differ by 0.1 and that can mean a 9.9 or a nice 10.0. that would mean a 1 point difference. oh gosh. that sounds horrible.

and to my surprise, American college shooters actually took so much trouble to make elaborate experiments on the effect on the accuracy made by different pellets... with the use of physics and stats, the way i used to learn in bio classes. MY GOD. KILLER.

Watched Anger Management today with reuben, jingyang, gabriel, dot and jingyin. it's both a good and bad show.
Bad side of the show: it has a horrible plot.
Good side of the show: it makes me angry as well. Now i'm learning to say "Good Fubu" (whatever it was) and sing the broadway show song...

"I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright,
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight.
I feel charming,
Oh, so charming -
It's alarming how charming I feel,
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile.
Such s pretty me!
I feel stunning
And entrancing.
Feel like running and dancing for joy.
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!

GIRLS:
Have you met my good friend Maria.
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute you see her,
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock.
She thinks she's in love,
She thinks she's in Spain,
She isn't in love,
She's merely insane!
It must be the heat,
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her.
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria we know
Modest and pure.
Polite and refined.
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind!

MARIA:
I feel pretty.
Oh, so pretty!
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organized to honor me!

GIRLS:
La, la, la, la...

MARIA:
I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel dizzy and funny and fine
And so pretty,
Miss America can just resign!

GIRLS:
La, la, la, la...

MARIA:
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:

GIRLS:
What mirror, where?

MARIA:
Who can that attractive girl be?

GIRLS:
Which? What? Where? Whom?
Such a pretty face,
Such pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile.
Such s pretty me!

GIRLS:
Whom-mmm?
Such s pretty me!

ALL:
I feel stunning
And entrancing.
Feel like running and dancing for joy.
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!"
*hirk*

i guess i was stressed out over nothing yesterday. Maybe i should learn to take things easy coz there's always a solution to everything. Just like how Ye Rongtian built up his Smog-Free City. It's not about believing what you see but believing in your faith.