Meaning:

1. The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident.
2. The fact or occurrence of such discoveries.
3. An instance of making such a discovery

Small note: [to the tune of jingle bells] Chemistry, chemistry, chemist all the way, oh what fun it is to read on the stupid alkaline, yeah! Chemistry, chemistry, chemist all the way, oh what joy it is to read on the bloody polymers! Self-inducing exercise number 1: repeat the phrase, "I don't hate chemistry, I love chemistry" for a thousand times.

Let me repeat again, "I am a slow retard". That's why I don't understand people's actions and thinkings at times. I do not understand why are homosexual being obstracized. I do not understand why people start their childish acts against some people just because they are not like them. I do not understand as well, why these people actually exist. At this point of time, my heart goes out to Alexander (even though we weren't on very good terms at one point of a time because he thought I said he was wearing too much perfume when I was referring to Leslie's bottle of perfume in his bag. Ah, sensitive beings).

Anyway, back to the topic. Must people who are not "normal" or aesthetically gifted (if you get what I mean) bear with all these insults and sneers? If everybody is the same, then you wouldn't have seen to be significant isn't it? Worst still, he is being cast aside and had to even be deprived of the subjects he ought to be taking. Perhaps at times, these people ought to give a thought to other's feelings. They are not the only ones who are keen to study (yeah like as if, I am just presuming). Enough said. It's obvious they are all so selfish that I have to go on without break for 6 periods. Thanks man.

|._Ondre stumbled at 9:50:00 PM_.|