Calculation Orbit for C/2011 L4

By feeding all the astrometric data of C/2011 L4 thus far into FindOrb, I got the following orbital solution with overall eight rejections due to large residuals over 1 arcsec:

Yet the latest solution given by MPEC 2011-M31 distinguishes mine in terms of its perihelion date and inclination, which astonishes me a bit. Despite weighing on data from different observatories, the difference thus large appears abnormal.

As this comet may well become promising at the end of 2012 to early of 2013, I’ll try to update my own calculated orbital elements once there are new astrometric data. Any of slight variation in the elements may possibly impact our view of it to a large scale. I do hope it’ll become a fabulous comet then, even a daylight intruder.

Any speculation is in fact futile — the more we expect, the easier we may get disappointed. So the true philosophy is to wait and see at that time.

Alright, go back to scan my text book Solid-State Physics now, exam approaching.

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Calculation Orbit for C/2011 L4

五月望日月蝕不見

  辛卯五月十五,月有蝕之。武昌已霪雨數日,時雨雖止,然雲漫漫,夜深乃偶見高雲之夾陰晦光明者知是月爾,已為最佳景致。已而晨鳥亂嗁不絕,天漸明,観案上書卷,已攬三章有餘矣。終無計可觀,唯寄半載後復有月蝕者而可乖舛無再。

月影迷濛蝕夜來,

花顏終始隱瑤臺。

只應妝罷羞人見,

故遣長雲久不開。

五月望日月蝕不見

Fiasco

Today has witnessed another fiasco in my life time. I felt intensely disappointed about my performance in da GRE test after the conclusion. Almost as da first ppl going out da exam centre, feeling my head really ache and heavy, I juz tried to flee away as soon as possible. Sigh… Probably it marks a great turning point in my life, and mayb hereafter I’l deviate from my dreams further and further. I must confess tht I’m no an optimistic, as I often make underestimates. However, it’s much different from what I used to b; in fact, I tended to b sanguine with myself before when I was a child. After so many pummelings, I gradually n finally became somber. I was too naive; this world’s harsh for me. For many times I tried to escape n get rid of da mundaneness, yet only vainly. I clearly remember my vower in my childhood tht when growing up I’d choose to b a recluse, living in somewhere teemed with dense tropical jungle, without pains, anxieties, irk, reputation or abuse, juz myself alone, everyday accompanying perky animals, beholding blooming n desiccation of flowers until da day when I fell to da ground unconsciously, kissed by d earth mottled with withered leaves, flowers, as well as other remnants, whereby I eventually meet my doom, n Charon will fery my soul across da Styx to d underground world Erebus, da relm dominated by King Hades. Day after day, my corpse decomposes n mold with da soil. Indeed it’s a way of death tht is one of da most romantic as far as I can see.

But how my doom will truly b? I really don’t know. I feel pretty tired.

Now I find tht my slightly deformed right knee joint n left foot-bone, attributed to injuries when playing soccer, become even protruding than before. I’m glad tht I haven’t become disable thus far, thou some doctors hav seriously warned me n prognosticated tht years later I may well suffer from paralyzation of my legs due to abnormalities in my vertebral column due to injuries in sports as long as no sufficient care or measure is taken.

That’s my humble life…

I think, paradoxically, I’m not too pessimistic yet, in that every time when seeing da word “humble”, great characters such as Jean-Loius Pons n Joseph von Fraunhoffer come to my mind swiftly. Since my early childhood, they’v been my idols tht propelled n enliven me when I was entangled by mesh of gloom. I know I’v lost da very opportunity to become any of them, But, more importantly, they’r still in my mind, firmly, n clearly.

Fiasco