HELL EXPLAINED BY CHEMISTRY STUDENT

The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington Chemistry mid-term.

The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well :

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.

As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls
enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase
until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in
Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes
over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh my God."

THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY "A"

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Is this how I wanted it or just how it has always been so I have become used to it, not expecting anything more.

Though I never really wanted much from most of my family, it would still hurt when those I was still close to never even acknowledged it, but some would always make sure I knew it was theirs and hint at what they would like.

Don't get me wrong. I would never ignore someone elses "special day" but some years, after many "quiet" birthdays I considered the idea.. how it would be if I "forgot" theirs and left them clueless and alone on their day.

Just thinking out loud.

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Well, it's been a while and my page has been very quiet, so lets put a stop to that a take a little trip down memory lane...Hmmm.

Ok, let's try this one.

My flying experience.

When I was in my early teens, the school I went to had their own Cadet corps. In the past they had had all three services, Army, Airforce and Navy, but by the time I was there, the Navy was no longer present so it was either the Khaki or the blue. I chose blue and my life as a cadet began.

After a while of marching, drilling, marching, drilling, putting together and taking apart a wide variety of weaponry and cleaning evert mm of it until it's shinyness blinded you, we were given the option to take to the skies.

Nearby (well, over an hours drive away but still quite close) R.A.F. Newton, and there we were to FLY

The flying was great, fantastic. We would be up, up and away and even fly over our school sometimes. Only flying at 1500ft or so, it was quite an experience and I cannot recommend it enough. The only slight problem was, the instruction you were given before you could take off.

They would put you in a room, with a video and Tv and show you a short film on certain aspects of the flying experience, including what to do in an emergency.

Now the aircraft we were flying in were called Chipmonks...A veeeery old two seater training aircraft where you sat behind the pilot with your own set of controls in front of you.
It was a very old make of aircraft, and was due to be replaced, (most new "proper" pilots were already going up in the new "Bulldog" aircraft, where you sat next to the pilot and had a better view and control layout, plus it didn't look like it was a bucket of bolts that would fall apart at any moment)

So, we're watching the film. And being told pieces of inoformation too as we are watching it.

These Old aircraft have a tendency to stall, their propellors have been known to come loose, they are very old and should have been replaced years ago, that kind of thing.
Then we get to the part about Real Emergencies.

If the aircraft loses power, or it's propellar or is in any type of immediate danger, the first option would be to try and return to earth safely. Looking for open areas, away from habitation that could be used as emergency landing sites if it is impossible to make it back to the airfield.

If the situation is more desperate, a crash landing may be needed, in which case you are to take up the position shown on the video (pretty much hold on tight, protect your head etc) when the pilots gives the order "brace, brace, brace"

Sounding good so far.....apart from the idea of the old rust bucket falling to pieces in mid air leaving you suspend in the low clouds on just a black seat and a cold feeling running up your leg like in some old WB cartoon.

Ok, now comes the more interesting one.

If the situation is severe and the plane begins to nose dive towards the ground, spiralling out of control, here's what you have to do.

Pull back the canopy, unfasten your seatbelt that has you strapped in so tight you can't move a muscle, "STEP", yes "STEP out onto the wing, jump hard "AWAY" from the aircaft, cound to 3...so..1 (one thousand), 2 (one thousand), 3 (one thousand), pull the cord of your parachute, look up and check to make sure the parachute has opened.

Well ok. Here is where I had the problem.

We are flying at 1500ft... how long does it take an aircraft to spiral nose first into the ground from 1500ft.

Secondly, time yourself, imagining you have to do all those things in the time it takes for said plane to crash into the ground and still be able to get out in time for the parachute to open, (which I believe requires 6-800 feet to open properly and slow you down enough to a safe drop speed)

Thirdly. If you pull your cord, does it reeeeally help to look up to check see if the canopy opens or not? Does knowing that it hasn't actually help you while you plummet to the ground.

And one last usefull piece of information handed out to those going up for their first flight. Coz the R.A.F. love to make them feel all safe and comfortable and able to enjoy their first flying experience.

"Don't worry son. The plane is painted White and Bright red for a reason. If you do go down in woods or somewhere like that, the wreckage will be more easily located by the rescue/accident investigation teams"

Sure.... am really going to enjoy flying now...lol

Well I did, and as I said, It's one of the best experiences I have ever had, especially when your up there on a clear day, all you can hear is the hum...sputter, splutter of the engine and the Pilot telling you "you have control"...

Taking the control column in your hand and replying "I have control" and the world is yours to exlpore...

Anyhoo, just thought would share that with ya. Next time I go flying though, I DO plan to go in something a liiiiittle bit bigger and newer

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The picture is of me, but was taken over 10 years ago. And the gentleman in the headlock, his name is Michael too. Infact there were three of us all called Michael in the park on that day.

Yes, I am tall, 6ft 6in or there abouts, and yes, in the photo am quite skinny. I was about three stone underweight due to lack of eating for days on end.

What do I look like now? hehehehe, na na na na na na I'm not gonna show ya........yet at least.

I am still as tall, fatter, a lot less hair and hopefully a lot more sane and more at ease with myself. (though time will tell, having that photo there, lol)

The main reason I posted it? For my sis, so she could see a more recent pic of me than the ones she has, but you all may as well get to see the wonder that is me .

Baybe knows how difficult it is (if not nigh impossible) for me to do this, to have my picture on display. I don't like cameras or looking at myself, but my sis means the world to me, and sometimes you just have to put yourself out there and try and just get through it.

And that IS me smiling. It may not seem like much but that IS my version of a huge grin .

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A few years ago, after being asked to put some things down on paper about the kind of difficultes I had, I learned that it was going to be made into a short film and "A day in the Mind of.." was created.

I sat many times watching it while others watched it too. No-one knowing I was the author. Hearing their thoughts and views. Realising as most people would in that sitiuation that I wasn't alone, wasn't wierd....(well, weirder than I already was anyway) and that the struggles I had were the norm for a lot of people and in some ways just the tip of the iceberg.

Well, the film was shown in local cinema's, (still is shown in places every year since, during the weeks of the events) and I learnt that it had also travelled the world, to the "americas and Europe" mostly. People were sitting and watching it, talking about it. It was used to show people who knew nothing about it, and to professionals at their gatherings and conferences in the hope that they would better understand.

It's still going strong. And Articles are still written and read about it.

Just so people know. They are NOT alone in how they feel. How they stuggle, and people improve, get better, move on, live their lives. It isn't a dead end street, there is always hope. And maybe, you too will find some way of getting your thoughts and feelings out there... (if that is what you want to do of course).

Writing poetry always helped me but I always found it got very dark and sad, probably depressed me even more sometimes, lol. Whatever works for you, works. And never stop trying.

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Firstly. I struggle with being outside, and being around people. So it has become a lifeline to me. My contact with the outside world, so that I don't feel completely isolated. So all the things i need to try and be able to do, I can try and do from here (even if am a huge technophobe that doesn't feel like they have any idea what he's doing with the damn thing most of the time)

Secondly. To try and help me find those things that were lost to me for a very long time. Most importantly, My sister who I had been wanting to find for so long but didn't know how. Nor did I have the ability to look properly.

Thirdly. To, if it were ever going to be possible, meet people, be around people, (even if it was through the monitor screen of a computer) and try and get used to interacting with the outside world.

Now, even tho I have numbered them, they are in no particular order.

I did meet people online. I met my baybe. Something I am so very grateful for every day, and she brings me so much love and support and I love her deeply, and more each day.
I am getting more able to do the things I need to do online, and don't always feel so cut off. Another plus and one that I hope will continue to improve day by day.
And now, I have found my sister. The biggest missing part of my life. The part that I most wanted to find again. It has been torture not being able to find or speak to her, to let her know that I was thinking of her so much each day. That I hoped she was safe, well and happy. But now I can tell her all this and more, and hope that she will understand why it has taken so long for me to be able to do this. And also that she will want this half as much as I do.

So, Thank you sis, and meet my friends. friends? This is my sister, (Hemlok)

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May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace,
The gladness of Christmas give you hope,
The warmth of christmas grant you love.
Author Unknow.

Never worry about the size of your christmas tree, In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
Larry Wilde.

Wishing you all a Very Merry Christmas and all the best for the coming year.

And to Baybe. Am thinking of you always. I will be with you always. I love you and miss you much more that you can know, But I will be forever by your side.

Have a great day honey, and no peeking at the prezzie until it's time to open it.

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Now after so long, and with good reason, she is apprehensive about contacting me. Is probably asking "Why now"?. Well, is not really about WHY now, is more a case of FINALLY now.

I have managed to get my own space, my own safe haven. The risks that were there before are all gone. My family, (if it can be called that) won't and can't find me, I am safe and now I can try and find you, contact you and hope that you will want to stay in touch.

I never had the strength, the courage, the facilities to try this (safely) before. Now I just want my sister, who I missed and thought about every day. To know she is ok, to tell her that so am I, and that I always loved her and wished that I could have found her many years ago.

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Christmas is coming soon. Was hoping to go see my baybe. We were both looking forward to it so much, but now it's not possible. Just had to postpone it, only for a little while, but still. I know she has been apologising ever since, for reasons I don't understand because it isn't something the she had any control over and I know she is as sad as me that we have to wait a little longer.
I will still be with you my baybe. You have the 'package' and no amount of squeezing or questioning me will reveal what is inside so you will just have to wait until the 25th.
I wish I could have been there to see your face when the parcel arrived. You sounded so happy and it would have made my day to see that.
I love you and will be with you soon.

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She helps me find my smile and my grin every day, and then helps me keep it. Makes me laugh and even blush sometimes, but always in a nice way. Keeps me company, holds my hand, cheers me up and keeps my feet firmly on the ground when I need it.
There are few people like her in this world, and I know how lucky I am to have found her. My Best friend, the better part of me, and I am eternally grateful for having found her.
And the thing is, she would say the same about me....sometimes lol. Don't really know why, but she would. It's always easier to see good things in other people than to recognise them in your self, and we spend time pointing that out to each other. Don't know how convinced she ever is about what I tell her, about how I see her but I won't stop telling her or trying to help her see herself through someone elses eyes, and my baybe does the same so I know how hard it is to hear and accept sometimes. I trust her, believe her always so I know she doesn't just say these things for effect, just as I don't when I say them to her.

Why do I put this on my blog? Well, I would stand atop the tallest building and yell it out loud because I am so happy she is in my life. I just need to tell someone and here is as good as it can get for me. And I know she reads this so I get to tell her again how much she means to me.
I love her. Miss her when she is not there, and even when she is sometimes. I owe her so much though she expects nothing in return for her friendship. I give my friendship freely and willingly to the most beautiful person I have ever met. And will spend the rest of time trying to make her feel even half as good as she has made me feel.

Anyhow. Maybe too much cheese for now. (for others anyway, not for me)

LOVE YOU BAYBE

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Well, I call it an adventure, but it's more of an ordeal . With the usual promises of "it will be done in a week" and "We will be in and out in no time and you will hardly notice we are here", the hardy band of workmen began their endevour.

Ok. Day one went well. They turned up and pulled everything out. Then found that they couldn't put the new stuff in because a wall was in the way.
The wall was soon being knocked down, accompanied by a chorus of "I'm gonna quit this company and look for a better job" and similar cheerful remarks. The wall was down and for the first few days all I had to show for it was a lot of debris and my old toilet, (still able to be used thank god)
For the next week or so, they just turn up and leave, having not done that much...One day there being 6 workmen and two managers all standing around in a small room only really big enough for two people, scratching their heads and pointing out what should be done again and how bad it was in the first place.
Well, Now, I have spent the last 3-4 working days, sitting here waiting for them to turn up, having cancelled appointments with doctors and hospitals etc, and they won't even show their faces. Nice to know the building trade hasn't changed much

Anyway. Just wanted to vent a little. Am still smiling, still laughing, just now a little maniacally Hehehe.

What's left to do? Well, I do have my bath and sink now and a shiny new toilet. I don't have a floor, proper walls, tiles,bathroom cabinet, or a nice warm feeling as I think, "I know, I'll go and try and relax in a nice warm bath".

I must really thank the landlord for all this. Especially as six months ago they had the same company come and put in a complete new kitched which was to take 3-4 days max and took just over a month..... ah well.

bye for now..... Can't get much worse.....

oh, Damn, now I know I reeeeeeeally shouldn't have said that.....

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Well, I guess it would usually start with me telling you about myself, where am from, who I am, etc etc, but I never like to follow form, so I guess I will be doing things a little differently.

It's My Baybe's Birthday in a weeks time. I had sent her a present already because she lives quite some distance away, across sea and land, *sigh*, so I wanted to make sure it got there in plenty of time.
Got the sms this morning, (well a call first, but I was busy and couldn't answer it. Damn Doctors, always keep you talking when you don't want to), and she is Veeeeeeeeeery happy with the gift.
I like to make her smile, and laugh. Phoned her back as soon as I could, just to speak to her and hear how happy she was. My best friend, my baybe, smiling and laughing. Such a cool sound to hear

Anyway, just wanted to tell someone, so this is as good a place as any , Not the start most people would expect but hey, that's me.

Until the next time

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