<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:47:36.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zenöv in NUS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115425943201773500</id><published>2006-07-27T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:16.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Went for CSL last night. It was a normally weird night. After talking to sh &amp; zw for 6 hours straight, I was a bit tired and I sound less excited, hyper than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met gam on the way into the hall and we started talking. Politics, sort of, except that there were no scandals/gossip involved. I supposed that since he's such a 'holy' person, I'll spare him the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the reasons why I was unhappy with his choice of his successor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she is active and her attendance is almost perfect. But her 出发点 was not for the kids, for all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these boiled down to the fundamental questions I raised with many people: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do we want a person with the mind to lead or with the heart to lead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond was rather obedient that day, though he was still as impatient with me. All I had to do was to go through his english assessment and then he scooted off. I asked him if he really loathed seeing me and he replied that all he wanted to is to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had a lot of time, I lingered around and helped gam's kid (shihui) with her 听写. During which, Justin came and showed me some pictures he drew. Something from pokemon. And then, he re-drew one of the pic that I said was cutest and gave it to me (ok, I demanded that he drew one for me...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/pic%20from%20justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/pic%20from%20justin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;pic from justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids like to give us stuff, but this is the first non-food gift I ever received from a kid. Not my kid some more. At least for this, I can keep it for the keepsake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I also helped another kid, Raymond's sister, with a problem sum. That's all. I guess intelligence runs in the family bah, cos his sis was just as capable academically. Except that Raymond is a tad too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's home, where gam tried talking to me on the way. I mean, he only meant to say: I do hope that despite sf being the chair, you will still be in the comm to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny. I also wonder why both LB and CSL wants me to be welfare (demote from vice some more). I never know I have the charm or something. If so, why don't I join MC welfare instead. Got CCA points (unlike RVP one) for my Yr4 application to PGP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I don't know a lot of people in CSC, so it will defeat the purpose. kaoz... later organize activities and no one come how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When gam said I had the charisma (in front of AL), I nearly vomit. At the same time, I was gleeful... Who don't feel happy when he receives compliments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. A normally, peaceful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115425943201773500?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115425943201773500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115425943201773500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115425943201773500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115425943201773500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/07/wednesday-went-for-csl-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115341891276116031</id><published>2006-07-12T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:16.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ma'at Sports Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue: &lt;/span&gt;SRC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date/Time:&lt;/span&gt; 11 July 2006/11.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody just had an idea to have a sports day, perhaps during the dinner after C.A.N where we split up into Pastamania and Pizza Hut (I was in PH). We made a decision and we followed it through the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We weren't sure whether we could get the courts or such anot. We don't even have a Plan B (except to play bridge).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few of us met at Clementi before we had a char kway teow lunch. People present: me, chio bu, gilbert, sin en and LF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to SRC, MPSH2 to find out that Ma'at's affiliation also has a camp and they were having the prayers. Farnie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I saw them leave, I peeped into their side of the hall and saw judo mats, so I skipped over to see what I could do with them. Then I saw one Ma'at still on the mat praying. I was like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;uh-uh. Those were NOT judo mats. Those are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;praying &lt;/span&gt;mats~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We warmed up by playing decent pingpong ball, while we waited for the others to come. In order or sequence: zin, tC &amp; rx, ed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;glenn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and finally, viv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But amidst the decent playing, there will be the few of us who will sit along the side of the table and pass the basketball over the table while the table tennis guys played their games. Something like a 2-way ball game happening there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some time into the event, tC and I started playing Crazy Table Tennis. The rule is simple: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep playing, not even when the ball is off the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must say Crazy Table Tennis is VERY TAXING, cos we were cruising across the breadth of the MPSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then it was Monkey when ed came. However, just like any other indecent games, it turned into a Strip Chio Bu Or Twist His Nipples game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later, 4 representatives from 4 different countries [LF-&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;North Pole&lt;/span&gt;, ed &amp; me-&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;, zin-&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philipino&lt;/span&gt; (common sense rite?) and tC-&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/span&gt; (cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he LOOKS LIKE ELLA&lt;/span&gt;)] started playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazy Table Tennis: Ultimate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We started with posing around the table as perwhat we saw on TV. Then, after the ball missed the table, we went into Crazy Table Tennis style, saving the ball despite it being off the table. Then, we started enlarging our 'court' such that we ended up playing WITHOUT the table, but with the barricades that separated 2 groups of table tennis as our 'net'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was Crazy Table Tennis upgraded to its Ultimate edition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;arggghhh... too much gaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, we left the SRC to send SE to her bus stop, but ended up lingering at the basketball court while zin a.k.a aminah sends SE off. Rough game, cos I 见红 and kena quite a number of scratches. ed denied it was her doing, so if it wasn't her, then it must be rx or tC... I wanna check their fingernails tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It rained, so we retrograde to clubroom to 'cool down' and tried to smellify zq and yc who were there. Rot for a while, playing the puzzles and blue tack. Then the group of us (excl rx &amp; tC cos they were not interested) subceded to a corner to gossip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the corner, we moved to the bench outside clubroom. From the bench outside clubroom, we gossiped to Arts Canteen where we had our dinner. By then, people like aminah and vivian (a.k.a Nua Queen) disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, rx &amp;amp; tC went home and chio bu, LF and me stayed around to chat (with ed who came for an hr) till 10pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all. Long time since I blogged about the details of the stuff I did on a day. Hope it don't get too boring lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115341891276116031?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115341891276116031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115341891276116031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115341891276116031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115341891276116031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/07/maat-sports-day-venue-src-datetime-11.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115341873714590514</id><published>2006-07-09T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:16.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;KPO Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a very KPO day (sat, see side bar). So much so that I chose to neglect my old friend xy just to gossip with my new friends. You know, gossip makes people more alert to the surroundings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The gossip started just as we were proceeding to board the bus to QH and continued to a one-to-one session with viv at 7pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What gossip that I recieve can I blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically, the star was tC, who was the SNG of Ma'at. He attracts all gossips and he disseminates ALL gossips, including his own lol We (viv &amp;amp; I) were made to keep a secret of certain stuff (though I forgot which was to be kept secret). Frankly speaking, I don't even know what I forgot and what I know lolxlolxlol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps the sorting out of gossip is a feat itself, exercise for the brain. But just as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the main topic was Brokeback Mountain's story. There was so much similarity between the gossips and the movie that I got impressed at what 戏如人生 means. ok lah. Not THAT MUCH similarity. I only pointed out a part to the others. waha~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm... ok. What else can I talk? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's NOTHING I can talk without leaking in any part what tC made me promise not to say. Well, I'm a good keeper of secrets, especially this one. ha... viv knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... Time for some mushy stuff. Actually, I enjoy the company of some of my Ma'at peeps very much. Not trying to denounce the others, but sometimes, certain people just click better bah. I really hope that we can just while the time away gossiping and gossiping, sharing our knowledge and honing our lame jokes and sarcasm, teaching each other to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... This may not sound like a healthy, serious friendship, but amidst the crap talk, there will definitely be some serious, heart-to-heart talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I find that RV-ians click rather well. I guess that it lies with the fact that the RV culture was distinct and exclusive. All of us were able to communicate well despite years away from the school cos it had ingrained a deep form of values and attitude in us (pardon the occasional glitch of non-logic, cos i'm blogging at 4am in the morning, enduring through a football match I never enjoyed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I do not contact my sec school classmates anymore, the current JC/PS friends I have are mainly from RV. Those who were from same ps as me who proceeded to RV, and those from RV whom I met in jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, among the group of strangers I just got to know in E3G6, I clicked with the RV-ians better. Sorry to the others who were 'excluded' by us, but we were taught to exclude people from us. Much as we try to be less exclusive, we tend to commit the mistake subconsciously. (Think the QH outing where the 3 of us just 'cuddle' in a circle perpetually to gossip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also non-RV-ians whom I enjoyed hanging out with. Bryan (the older one) was one, and I mentioned him before. Zin was another. All of us have a common point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are VERY KAYPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the entry: Gossip binds people. waha!!! Lame anot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115341873714590514?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115341873714590514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115341873714590514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115341873714590514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115341873714590514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/07/kpo-me-had-very-kpo-day-sat-see-side.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115238635904713152</id><published>2006-07-07T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:15.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ma'at's Terrorist Suicide Bomber&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know if this was on Youtube already, but since I don't know about its existence, I will create one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's last night of E3 and we were having our Talentime session. We were supposed to grab props and dress our representatives up for a 'fashion show'. Unfortunately, we were so slow that we have only the box that contained the props. What to do? So comes Ma'at's Terrorist Suicide Bomber...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QO7GlSWYGdg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QO7GlSWYGdg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115238635904713152?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115238635904713152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115238635904713152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115238635904713152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115238635904713152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/07/maats-terrorist-suicide-bomber-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115167864897268161</id><published>2006-06-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:14.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Something Fishy's Going On&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was recce to Qian Hu Fish Farm for the elderly visit next saturday today (how come this sentence sounds funnily logical??). It was a 鸟不生蛋 ulu sama place in tengah, albeit near the airbase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was nothing great actually, partly cos I'm not a fish lover. There were cute, pretty fish that cost only $2.00 and there were big, ugly, disgusting fish that cost $2888. Singaporeans really have weird taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tze thought she was IT, the Act Cute Creature. But please lah... she cute meh? Her face round round is naturally cute, so not act one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Tze and Cal continued brewing their own scandal since the last elderly outing that was cancelled last minute. This time, they had the funny act where Cal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kuchi-kuchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Tze's dangling earrings. I was thinking:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sia la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Do this kind of thing in front of SNG (Satellite News Gathering) called zenov, sure will let everybody know one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps Cal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the others to know... I dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And guys, being in the middle of Tengah is good for health, cos you can ventilate to some people you trust without the fear that what you said will be overheard. Think bitching on the bus, but having to scour the surroundings for familiar faces before you start talking. Yup, there was not even a single soul in the immediate surroundings! Or think typing to wrong window on msn... There were only that few people present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Decided that some day, I will pull some guys (literally) to tengah and probe them about their thoughts about certain issues. No lah, not ask them whether they are gay, just want to know their opinions about people we know in common. You know, talking behind other people's back. waha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to have lunch at Lot 1 and after which James and I went to Shuohan's house where he showcased his collection of board games. Then we played one of his games called Monsters (Something) America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ermz... How do I make a closing? Perhaps this will be The Closing. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115167864897268161?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115167864897268161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115167864897268161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167864897268161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167864897268161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/06/something-fishys-going-on-it-was-recce.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115167858117304685</id><published>2006-06-29T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:14.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ma'at's Fav Cheer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Superman man man Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Spiderman man man Batman~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Superman man man Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Spiderman man man Batman~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who ah who ah who are we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We are we are we are who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who are we? We are who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We are ~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MA'AT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dayung sampan~ Dayung dayung sampan ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was really disappointing that when we did this cheer in front of the whole camp when receiving our honour, no one (outside our gp) laughed. Did they NOT get it or were they too holy-molely? cos when TC suggested we sing the song after the cheer, the whole group went into hysterical mode. hmmmm ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115167858117304685?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115167858117304685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115167858117304685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167858117304685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167858117304685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/06/maats-fav-cheer-superman-man-man.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115167822281833251</id><published>2006-06-26T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:14.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;My Virgin Camp Pt II&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Day 3 of camp started with Mass Games. 'cos I was too darned tired with only 12 hrs of sleep for the past 3 nights, I threw tantrums and refused to wake up, with the other guys doing all their best to drag me from my table-bed. Gilbert was so darned pissed at my morning sickness that he just ran out of the room. That made me so paiseh that I sped up my prep to go off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mass Games sucks. 1st, we were separated from our groups. 2nd, the theme of the item wasn't apparent throughout the game. I mean, you guys wanted this to be a session where the groups earn points to gain immunity from a disease right? Why is it that the actual thing was different from the concept? I don't know. But given that the games were carried out smoothly, every other things are insignificant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The sun wasn't good too, so I didn't get much tan even though we were out in the stadium. And then, it was the string of 'talks'. DARN! I should have gone to catch 40 winks then. It was hard to sit down there and doze off. I'm not the young kid who could sleep anywhere le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, it was the OC dance practice. cos I wore the HC shorts, I attracted the attention of Sheila and Zihui (my dance partner). 1st time in OC that girls took interest in talking to me, duh! Quite a number of us were from HC, but well, I don't quite like a lot of HC people, much less those who came out in the OC. On the other hand, it was the emergence of the RV gang in my group that was more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter what, I am still fundamentally RV-ian. It transformed and brainwashed me to an irreversible state, so I was able to click better with other RV-ians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were 3 other RV-ians in my group, Vivian, the councillor who looked like Apple Hong (hey jan! u've got a competitor) and Tan Ching and Chio Bu (who looked like Chen Jian Bin), the guy freshies. It was so farnie. There were actually 4 RV-ians in a group! yar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After dinner was SP and I was asked to stand in as an SP again. Considering the hoo-haa I created the 1st time, I was rather skeptical of me standing in. But well, they couldn't find anyone willing to do that. All of them wanted to go kajiao the freshies, duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My SP this time had a serious problem of shyness, which was very apparent from the minute she started speaking. All the councillors from her group were like warning me to be gentle with her, as if I would eat her! Instead, I spent quite a lot of time counselling and trying to ease her anxiety for me and the camp as a whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was quite a different experience from the 1st night, where my subjects to talk about was limited cos I couldn't reveal my identity as a councillor. I didn't want to lie, so I could only conceal facts. But this time round, being open about my identity, I was able to talk as much as I wanted, which was useful when talking to someone who had so few words to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I must say because of her, Shiyun and I started to talk. Frankly speaking, my 1st impression of her wasn't good, in fact it was very negative. But I felt it was better to put our differences aside to discuss about the freshie and what knowledge I gained during the SP session so that she could make use of it and help the freshie even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that night was Fright Night, but due to OC protocol, we were supposed to call it Twilight Hunt to put the freshies off their guards. It worked, except that kids nowadays are getting less intimidated by the ghostly stuff. cos we're group 6, we were the last to start off, so we had plenty of time to spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/DSC02502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/DSC02502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plaque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was initially allocated to a group in Batch 2, so I played games with them initially. We got so bored with the 'formatized' games that we began to go freestyle. Alex suggested zero-point, which evolved into stunt-styled jumping over a line that was at eye-level. And then it became limbo rock, where we all agreed Zhenqin was Master of Limbo Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The freshie I replaced soon returned, so I went back to join the Gp5/6 batch. It was a long wait. There was some cork-up and our set-off time was delayed. So much so the guys had time to prep for their talentime dance. duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally set off, but we were half dead. I went with Ziping and some-other-ppl-i-can't-rem-cos-i-was-too-sleepy. yup, they juz hid behind the counter at the engin co-op which was so stuffy dat I cannot tahan and went to join KM's roaming party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was hilarious that we saw freshies machiam like seeing ghosts like dat. We dodged and ran and siam whenever we spotted freshies in the vicinity. Finally, we made it to LT7A where I conked out while waiting for Batch 3 to return..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When they finally did, it was almost 3am and I was so blur le. We walked back to TH through the route parallel to Clementi Rd, 1st time I took that road. haha... but I just told KM to trust me and make the whole gp follow me lol lucky we didn't get lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day was Sentosa day, waking up to a thunderstorm. We were so worried that it would carry on, but it didn't. Something happened on our way there. 1st, Merv told me that the bus I was in charge of will stop at the alighting bay and the whole gp of us will take the shuttle service. So I asked the bus of Gp5/6 to unload their luggage and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then the bus driver told me that since I was buying the coach permit (which Merv told me to buy), the bus could go in and drop us at wherever we wanted. So we loaded again and off we went to the 'Bus Terminal'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, when I reached, I couldn't see Mei Toon's convoy, which left before us. In actual fact. my bus over took hers and she came late. But she told me she reached the bus terminal already (meaning her bus reached), while I thought she meant she and her bus had unloaded. And since I couldn't see her bus of people INSIDE the terminal, I thought I was at the wrong place, while Mei Toon, on the other hand, upon hearing that I didn't see her, thought that SHE went to the wrong place and so asked her bus to turn off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, after much communications, it turned out I was at the correct place and the remaining 2 buses came to join us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We quickly unloaded to start our games under a rather cloudy weather. But the sky soon cleared and we were literally grilled under the scorching sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was not the day for Group 6, cos we lost all the games we played. At a point of time, I thought our morale was rather low, until TC came up with a lame cheer and the rest of us got the hang of it to come up with more lame cheers. We took consolation in our lame cheers and decided that our group wasn't enthu about being the noisiest, siao-on winning group. Instead, our contitution was based on the word 懒, reflecting on the type of cheers we came up with that conserved our energy and voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In fact, we gave up cheering totally unless requested by station ICs; the councillors just stood around and stared at our freshies playing while our freshies silently played defensive cos it's more energy consuming to take the offensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At ine point of time, we came up with the only racist cheer in the camp. Before the camp started, the council was basically debating over the issue of racism within the camp. There was Mei Toon trying to eliminate ALL possible suggestions of racism by being against having any chinese songs at all, while I tried to fend for the chinese-speaking group who were actually discriminated, thus suffering under the false name of fighting racism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;End up we still had elements of racism. I mean, it's a fundamental part of us, yar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unfortunately, a lot of CSC people were not enlightened enough to understand the racism part of our cheer. I wonder if it's good or bad for them. hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was burnt to a crisp in Sentosa, and it was painful to wear clothes. arrggghhh!!! We finally left Sentosa to East Coast where we would spend the night there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was SP revelation, which was quite boring for most of the councillors cos there were too many councillors and too few freshies to kajiao. So a group of us formed the Singles Club where the lonely councillors and freshies who had their SP revealed the day before come together for a talk-cock session. We started our Brokeback/Brokeleg scandals and such. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then it was off to talentime. Frankly speaking, it was very boring. To mimic 吴宗宪's variety show meant to have the gift of speech like him. The situation was just like listening to amateurs imitating Mariah Carey. I don't know what made them want to do that (heard there was a lot of behind the scenes stories, but as usual, there were a lot of ppl involved who tried to played it down for whatever noble reason they had. Basically, they just kept it within their own click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ironically, it was the session that required least of the ICs' efforts that saved the day. The mass singing was high, I also dunno why. A few guys just act high and the others will follow suit. Herd instinct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, we left, but a group of us stayed to buy some drinks for the group, when it rained. The guys who reached the chalet 1st were kind enough to send JC to send some umbrellas over. Junli and I shared one and we shuffled back to chalet quickly while the rest strolled back. But according to zin, it was cos of the lovey-dovey couple rx and tc who were enjoying their stroll in the rain under their little pink umbrella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/DSC02693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/DSC02693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag for Ma'at councillors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that night, we walked to Mac's. It drizzled along the way, but only the lover-dovey couple strolled under their pink umbrella. So funny. It was along the way that tc unleashed his lame power which i supposed he gained during his time in RV. KM was laughing so hard at the lame jokes that I was wondering whether he could survive the walk to Mac's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We stayed at Mac's for some nuggets, fries and drinks, chilling out on lame jokes when some of us conked out. We walked back only to find the gate locked. So we split, with me and LF staying outside to wait for sunrise while the others find their way back into the chalet to 'go to toilet' which ended up being 'go to sleep'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last 2 hrs to sunrise was unbearable, with practically nothing to do. After a light nap, we finally saw the sunrise, which was hidden behind some clouds. Darn! LF and I returned to the chalet where we napped outside cos the floor inside was filled with corpses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time finally came for us to leave. We had the standard 'Closing Ceremony' where the unexpected news of Ma'at being the best group was thrown to us. I bet those siao-on groups must be amazed that such a lame and lazy group like us could break traditions and emerge first. And cos of our unique way of winning, we believed that we won't be cursed to be the 1st group to split up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/DSC02692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/DSC02692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gift for best gp's 'trophy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The thing ended with a period of awkwardness when someone suggested that those people from the previous Ethelonter groups gather for cheering. yar, it's high and fun for those involved. But for the other councillors and especially the freshies, it was an awkward half an hour of watching those people acting happy and high. ok, perhaps they ARE high, but we're just like watching a bunch of monkeys thinking they're cool and fun-loving. Trust me, the expressions the freshies were wearing on their faces were speaking of total boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a lousy ending to such a well-run camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our group ended with a few silly photo-shots and finally parted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All in all, I can say the camp was fun and well run, except the fact that councillors colluding in clicks made the whole experience unenjoyable. There were councillors who rarely showed up with the groups, hanging out with their clicks playing bridge and doing stuff that showed their exclusivity. An orientation camp is one that tries to bring in the freshies to our community, not to put them off with those actions of exclusivity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were complaints that a lot of OC members wore that I'm-oh-so-important face and I agree totally. I might have committed that act sometimes, but I definitely didn't felt the need to wear a stressed-out expression to impress on people that the others are enjoying due to the stress I take. It puts people off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know if stuch bad practices were typical in previous camps or they were just appearing this time round, but I definitely hope that it ends here, cos Ethelonter is too good a camp to spoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115167822281833251?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115167822281833251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115167822281833251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167822281833251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167822281833251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-virgin-camp-pt-ii-day-3-of-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-115167805854517842</id><published>2006-06-25T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:14.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My Virgin Camp Pt I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just came back from camp yesterday afternoon. And it was a blur after that, 'cos I was too sleepy. Glad to have went for the camp cos it provided an alternative experience from what I have had for the past few years. Well, this is an entry about the exciting things that I went through in the past 6 days, but I shall 1st say something important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My group, Ma'at (meaning: Justice) was the best group of the camp! It was really so... unexpected, that our group didn't cheer the moment we heard we won. I mean, we have acknowledged the fact that we were the slackest, lamest group ever appeared in orientation camps. Come on! We were so lazy, we had the shortest cheer (Ma'at!) and the softest cheer (excluding the Silent Cheer) just to conserve our energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Day 0 was pre-camp. We went back to do last minute prep, tho as an admin guy, I had nothing to do except to help out here and there. The clubroom was full of high people whom I couldn't really connect to. I mean, what's so high about the day?? hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I met Mervyn on the way to school and helped him carry a box of mysterious, heavy objects. Then it was the clubroom. Then it was off to Temasek Hall. The group of us who stayed behind to load the log stuff actually missed the TH stop and 将错就错, went to biz canteen to 打包 lunch. Then, we still missed the TH bus stop and had to walk back from Eusoff. darn! I was sweating like dunno wat then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hung around and then went to forum co-op with Calvin and Jason to buy stuff. It was the 1st time I ever saw 'Jason' and I found him familiar. Perhaps he was from my army camp bah. And then we went to Clementi cos we couldn't buy what we wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We came back and I went to Cluedo's briefing, which basically didn't involve me, or Lingfong forgot abt me. After which, I went with LF to the SDE workshop to do the identifiers for the group. After which, we had Cluedo Final Act Rehearsal. It was the 1st time we showed to the other councillors and the 1st time I thought I looked like 大长今...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/DSC02499.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/DSC02499.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identifier (front)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st night was over with me sleeping a little over 5 hours. wanted to go eat supper with my group, but OC activated us for meeting and spoilt the mood. Was black face all the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then, it was the day: the start of the camp itself. The freshies came in by batches, while I was in charge of handling their In-processing, the one collecting the money. The admission process took quite some time to finish that I missed the intro session to our group, but I managed to join the Ice Breaker in the dining hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/DSC02500.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/DSC02500.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identifier (back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought I was too anxious, 'cos our group seemed to be too cold. Was so afraid it will continue that way so I was acting On all the while. And then it was Internal Hunt in the afternoon. I was quite depressed over it, cos I was the station IC at the Science canteen, which meant that I couldn't join the group. But just as well, since my stations are mostly in the 1st 2 days, I get to join them throughout the camp after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was rather farnie. Both Crystal and I were too tired that we slept after a popiah, a walk round the Science Co-op and settled down. After 1 hr, I asked Crystal where our task list for the freshies were and we had a shock when she couldn't find it. Turned out she found the papers alright and we welcomed the 1st group, which was MY group. Overall, my group faired the best, though we gave out the same amount of bookmarks, cos either one group was too cold or another had Superstars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mysterious Journey was next and I was able to run with them. Started off with starching them, but got too bored with it. I must say my group quite 神, cos we breezed through all the stations, such that we had to sit around or play stupid, extra games with the station ICs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And at night, we had group outing at Fong Seng. It was fun, 1st time walking through the drain path behind the halls. It was weird eating at such a long table, cos we could only interact with the few people near each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day was External Hunt and I was supposed to reach LB at 8.30pm as station IC. So I took the liberty of going away early to send breakfast to someone. And I ended up reaching LB late, which made Shuhui, my co-IC all flustered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the 1st gp came, sh and I went to update the conact list with Mdm Lau, and found out that yc's uncle was in hospital. So we went to AH to find him. We had to search for a while, cos he was not in the ward we were told he was in and we found him in an ICU-like ward. We were so worried. Frankly speaking, I nearly broke into tears when he finally spoke to us, cos I was so worried initially when he only gestured to us without uttering a word. It turned out that sh and I were talking too softly that he couldn't hear us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we shopped at Ikea for sh to buy her SP present. And then, it was waiting for the remaining 2 groups to come, to Uncle Lee's house and Uncle Yeo's. We went back to school with the last group, group 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After dinner, it was SP for the 2nd night. However, 'cos of me being in Cluedo, I can't go and substitute as I did on the 1st night and so they had to find a 2nd sub for the female freshie. It was bad, cos she felt like she was cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then it was the Cluedo night that made me lose all my image. cos after that, the gal-freshies looked at me with funny expressions. haiz... I was ok with the 1st group, then I heck care. I didn't really follow the script and I went freestyle. Laughed when I wanted to. ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/DSC02505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/DSC02505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag for Cluedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After OC debrief that night, I walked back from AS 7 only to find out that the other guy councillors in my group are still in AS7 prep for talentime. Since I had groin abrasion, I decided against walking back there to get the key and went instead to the guy freshies' meeting in their room. Had a short but enjoyable chat with them. Didn't know they were so close already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiz... It's so late and I can't continue anymore. Shall blog about the 1nd half of Ethelonter III some other day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-115167805854517842?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/115167805854517842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=115167805854517842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167805854517842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/115167805854517842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-virgin-camp-pt-i-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114881195633102610</id><published>2006-05-26T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:13.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Results of Yr2 Sem 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;din do well, tho i din fail a single module. CAP dropped by 0.18 and I din get A for french. i dunno why. i'm not destined for an A. too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114881195633102610?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114881195633102610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114881195633102610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114881195633102610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114881195633102610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/05/results-of-yr2-sem-2-din-do-well-tho-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114766149354950586</id><published>2006-05-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:13.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sentosa Once &amp; Again Pt II&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the 2nd trip to Sentosa on wed was intended to b a councillors' outing after the councillor briefing in the morning. but it ended up w only 8 ppl going for the outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way, i was like thinking: gosh! so few ppl! and i felt so awkward, cos i dunno everyone very well, but they knew each other very well. and it also turns out dat the stuff dat we did weren't stuff i normally do (and do well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aniwaes, we went to Siloso beach and set up a ground site, after which we went to play the luge. the chairlift was indeed horrifying, tho i believe i'd b less horrified the next time. the luge was a fun thing to play too, considering such a simple game of gravity was tot up by some ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/4f97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/4f97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ma'at, the logo of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; gp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den, we played frisbee. it was farnie. cos we foresaw we wld b going into water, merv and i went to find some discreet place to change our pants and we end up hiding behind a hedge of a garbage dump rite off the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of us played frisbee and i muz say it was an interestingly gd exercise. and esp since the slope of the neach at siloso was very steep, climbing up and down the beach and into and out of the water was tiring enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat, we played volleyball. but we went away from ground site to search for a suitable court to play, considering dat playing it courtlessly was really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the court was so far away, we likened it to having to walk from s'pore to JB. but as the journey dragged, we concluded dat we muz had had been heading to genting instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a short while of play, an uncle-looking PRC popped in to join us in our game (since we had 3 against 2). and guess wat? when we said yes to his request of joining, out popped 6 more PRCs to join in the game. and they were so reluctant to leave us, even as the head of their tour gp was urging them to leave by reminding them of their itinerary for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being PRC, they were very PRC-like. bossy and condescending. telling merv how to serve correctly, calling tiong wee 静 (silent) 哥哥. the only nice thing dat came out from one of their mouths was when they asked if we were secondary sch or jc students. heh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; look dat young eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, it was only after zhenqin came to tell us dat fred and christine were waiting for us at HF dat we managed to end the game w PRCs (tho i was hoping dat it was them who left us to our own pte game). rushed back to ground site, den back to the toilet to wash up and back again to catch the bus back to mainland, where we had dinner at the food court of HF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/9dc7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/9dc7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gp photo after volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the moral of the story is: ppl, pls go buy 4-D, cos for once, i was doing something alongside 3 others PRCs in a game w the collaboration of 4 PRCs. it's even rarer than Halley's Comet entering the inner solar system!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114766149354950586?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114766149354950586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114766149354950586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114766149354950586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114766149354950586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/05/sentosa-once-again-pt-ii-2nd-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114638183985828006</id><published>2006-04-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:13.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Mugging Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually it's more of ranting abt the mishaps for the past few days lah. tho they weren't so drastic, they sure made me feel sian one half...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my 1st ranting was the humiliation by a orbid-looking guy (i can't place him as an orbid graduate, PRC or some oddballish local unless i hear him speak). for twice in a wk, when i settled down in a seat opp him, he shifted place straight away. and i mean within a space of 1 min and he was gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i din put to heart the 1st time, cos it was like i settled down in a seat and den the person sitting opp came back from somewhere came and packed up. i tot he was going home until i saw him settle elsewhere. well, once is ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den the 2nd time was humiliating. wat did he mean by dat? do i haf BO? i dun tink so. do i look so ugly dat he can't sit opp me? i dun tink i AM ugly. yar, i orh pi sai sometimes, but i DUN flick my gold nuggets in his direction wat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, it wasn't as if he was so gd-looking i want to sit opp him. it was juz dat i couldn't find a place w better lighting. and to speak the truth, i tink &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; shd b the one picking and not him. 他凭什么钓起来卖？又没姿色又没修养。duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the next one came today. some stinko orbid guy (he cld b the prev guy's bro for all i noe. all look so alien...) sat beside me. yup, he was stinky LITERALLY. there was a stench coming from him, as if he had been running cross-country and not washed his feet for 3 days since den. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den he went to eat and came back burping and burping. it wasn't food dat i smelt but rotten food. i wonder if he ate from the rubbish bin! at dat pt of time, i recalled michael crichton in Jurassic Park describing the stench from the T-rex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was so pissed i went to clubrm to study, which unfortunately wasn't conducive for mugging (as usual). it was a bit warm and stuffy (never switch on air-con or open window) and den the guys started playing bridge. haiz... how i wish those i see slacking there r ppl from EE2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i returned to my seat in the library, i purposely fanned myself, pushed my chair away from the table, covered my nose w my t-shirt and all sorts of stupid thing to irritate the guy so dat he wld go away. ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, i got nothing to say liaoz. been feeling rather neutral now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114638183985828006?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114638183985828006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last French Lesson&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had my last french lesson for the sem, and dis is the 1st time in nus dat i feel so sad abt the end of the module. yup, frens i knew whom i wun c again, cos i will not b taking french 2 next sem if i succeed in going for sep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i come back for french 2, i hafta make new frens all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, got back my last french test. din do amazingly well, but considering the difficulty of the paper, it was well done. lol 80%, meaning for the written tests dis sem, i got abt 77%. let's hope my oral was gd, and getting 77% means being in the A range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY... for the 1st time in nus, i'm actually expecting to get an A... wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;submitted my proj for e12 oso. settled the nachos guy by making him pay for the printing and binding. $4 for a 20% effort marks is too ez for him... and he end up looking not at all like a latino/spanish/mexican... look v asian. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oso had quite a chat w another fellow gp mate. onli met him a few wks back, met for 3x4 hrs. he was the kind of sporty person, who signs on w saf. i mean, given these premises, i wld haf shunned from him, cos my exp w these type of ppl wasn't pleasant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, he turned out to b gd to tok to... frenly and not proud. for the 1st time in a yr, i was speaking to someone in engin whom i've neva known in the 1st place, and juz purely out of our meeting as proj mate. and it turned out rather fine. it's either he's a nice guy, or i'm gradually moving out of my AS shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh... on the way to sch, saw a beautiful floral scene. on the trees ard redhill mrt station and commonwealth mrt station, the flowers were blooming and they fell the nite b4. so it was like the whole area: trees, roofs of bus stop and the ground was covered in a blanket of pink and white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it mite not b as spectacular as the sakura blossoms in japan, but i was rather amazed to b met w such a sight in singapore. i wonder how many ppl actually saw the scene and appreciated life's little givings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also, i still felt rather sucky today. but instead of finding someone to vent my anger, i donated to the singapore poly flag day for prez challenge, and to HWA who were stationed ard FASS asking for donations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, 薇姑 posted the lyrics of 深白色's 《鱼在水里哭》 and i muz say i was totally impressed by it. it transcends to another dimension, something dat i most prob will neva attain. she's really gd sia (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;深白色, not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;薇姑 lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the lyrics made my day =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114512044520070094?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114512044520070094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114512044520070094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512044520070094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512044520070094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-french-lesson-had-my-last-french.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114512038380038359</id><published>2006-04-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:12.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;French Test&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;over on mon, my last test for french, which i treated as my 1st exam for the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the paper was freaking difficult, but i managed to complete it to my best knowledge (except for the listening compreh which i couldn't catch the quick tongues of frenchmen, so i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tikam&lt;/span&gt;). but from wat i saw as other ppl having a lot of blanks, i tot i did rather well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;juz hope the rest of the cohort did badly. ha!!! for the 1st time in NUS, i'm setting an A for an expectation. i hope it doesn't get dashed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finished my proj for 2012 also. stupid. prep for it took up 4 hrs of my prep for french test, which was also one of the reason y i felt so stressed and lost at the start of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the proj was a v tough nut to crack. tho it was like 3 sheets of qns to solve using MATLAB, it still took us 3 x 4 hrs to complete. and to tink dat we did it w the help of 'Ten-Year Series'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and as usual, there muz b sth wrong w my gp. there were 5 of us (allocated by the lecturer, cos we din form gps by ourselves) but there was one invisible member. i suppose dat guy is NOT a local, considering his latino-afro-spanish sounding name. but as we were gossiping, he mite b the son of some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DR/Prof Giordano Dorito Nachos&lt;/span&gt;. and who noes, he mite appear w a full set of report done by himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yar, who noes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but yar, cos of the mess dat mite come w it, we've decided to let him haf &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the kio sai luck &lt;/span&gt;to enjoy our fruits of labour, PROVIDED he appears tmr afternoon to sign the paper dat states the contribution each of us gave. IF he comes, he can get the 20%. else, well, we gave him the chance. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heck!&lt;/span&gt; he din even pick up our calls when we wanted to ask him if he was coming for our meetings... sianz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114512038380038359?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114512038380038359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114512038380038359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512038380038359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512038380038359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/french-test-over-on-mon-my-last-test.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114512032323627080</id><published>2006-04-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:12.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;That Time of The Sem... Again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yup, how not to? exams come and all the stress (or the feel/ambience of it) come a-knocking. pimples pop and waistline grows  &lt;strike&gt;at a faster rate&lt;/strike&gt;. aniwaes, was feeling sucky on sat afternoon while on the train back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;u see, had a stupid test where the qns were not like tutorial qns at all. ok, i'm too dependant on tut qns, but other than those qns, there weren't really other qns to try, unless i prepared early and had the time to go sift thru the library for qns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, den settled in library to mug for my french test. well, since it's the last paper for french, it's almost equivalent to being the final paper. and after the oral test last fri when ppl who had had it said it was super tough, i was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hum&lt;/span&gt; liaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but maebe cos i slept too little on fri cos of sat's test, i was feeling sleepy. so sleepy, i was dozing off, like writing halfway then my eyes closed and my mind wandered off to lala-land. and i felt so embarrassed sitting opp 2 mugger gals who worked continuously straight for 3 hrs w/o even lying on the table to catch 40 winks. it was only after 3 hrs dat they went to haf a break (dunno do wat lah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was so disheartened, i left at 3.30pm. no pt hanging on when i'm not productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so the sucky feeling came as i board the train. so sucky... so i decided to go compasspt to find retail therapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;out of the station and there was dis gal w a donation can. i mean, it's ok to b asking for donations, IF u're true and not breaking rulez, like ASKING FOR DONATION IN A FREAKING &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOPPING MALL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i go shopping to relax, not to b pestified by some ppl asking for donations while i queue up for mr bean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and besides, there was dis solitary gal only, not in sch uniform, and her can looked uncannily fako. i mean, it was a photostated pc of paper stuck to a donation can! and it said sth like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mohamedy home centre&lt;/span&gt; (i'm not making it up, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; indeed c a letter 'Y' behind the name and was wondering who calls himself mohamed&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;. and wat's the diff between a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;centre&lt;/span&gt; aniwaes?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, feeling sucky, i decided to make life difficult for the suspicous-looking woman. went to info counter and told the ppl dat there was a ratty-looking woman asking for money in the shopping centre. yup... i WAS very zek ark. for ppl who treads on my toes, i'll do anything to make them miserable, including using exaggerated adjectives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when went home, dat gal was still asking for money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fuck those receptionists. neva do their jobs. will complain to compasspt management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114512032323627080?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114512032323627080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114512032323627080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512032323627080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512032323627080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/that-time-of-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114512024393479295</id><published>2006-04-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:12.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My New Image&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;juz realized dat for my french tut mates, it's a great change in me they saw, cos not only did i cut my hair dat short, i'm sporting a ear stud lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but well, i feel much lighter leh, cos of the reduced amt of troubles on my head (despite the added wt of metal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ha... aniwaes, i muz tell all ear-piercing wannabes: the feeling is NOT like ant bite, but rather, it feels like taking an injection. so if u can tahan the pain from injection, u can tahan the pain from ear-piercing ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dinno abt the pain, so at dat pt of time, i was v worried. so worried dat i held on tightly to jan's hand for fear of screaming out in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eh... well, so it's juz an injection, an injection where the needle kena stuck in the flesh lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114512024393479295?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114512024393479295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114512024393479295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512024393479295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114512024393479295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-new-image-juz-realized-dat-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114433089017589663</id><published>2006-04-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:12.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blur Blur 22&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;did it again. dis morning, forced myself to wake up despite the sleeping bug clinging onto me. cos i was late for the 10am cls, i took a cab down from chinatown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, when i reached the rm, there was no one. ok, there was someone, but he presumed dat i haf tut so he left. 15 min into the hr, there was still me and my zen, so i began to wonder: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dun tell me i come on wrong day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;checked the timetable and yar... today's the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den i wondered if tut ended last wk, cos afterall, the test yesterday included the tut supposed to b covered today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiz... nevermind. i drank milk w coffee, and felt my stomach rumbling, so i went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pang sai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, when i went for the next tut, it was the same situation, w me and my zen in the rm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eh... dun tell me dis tut also ended last wk? but no leh... unlike the prev tut, i went for dis module's tut last wk. the tutor din say anything abt dat being the last tut leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND DEN, i double checked my tut again. ok wat. 12pm-1pm, 1pm-2pm, 2pm-4pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wah SIAO!!! BLOODY HELL. BLOODY BLOODY. i re-enacted wat i wrote in dat stupid song, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;WAT THE HECK WAS I DOING IN SCH AT &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;10-FREAKING-A.M&lt;/span&gt; FOR A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12PM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;CLASS?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nabeh... naboo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114433089017589663?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114433089017589663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114433089017589663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114433089017589663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114433089017589663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/blur-blur-22-did-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114433073695567815</id><published>2006-04-04T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:11.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;French Quiz&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was too caught up last nite to make note of dis. i mean, last wk, i was still v worried dat i spoiled my test. but when i got back my paper yesterday, i was amazed, cos i got 17.75/20. i half expected myself to get something like close to passing grade, and dat was quite a surprise. it was higher than my 1st quiz, in fact, it is the highest percentage i got. dis is a whopping 88.75%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kaoz... how am i gonna study for the last test leh? complacency is setting in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114433073695567815?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114433073695567815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114433073695567815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114433073695567815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114433073695567815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/french-quiz-was-too-caught-up-last.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114433066147137290</id><published>2006-04-03T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:11.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Studied In A School With Winter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to study rm in the morn to mug. after all, there's a test on tue and i haven't even touched the tut. but i muz say i'm quite unfortunate today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for one, i brot my lifebk so dat if i am bored, i could go on msn and find some ppl to tok to. end up i had a connection but the pages juz wouldn't show. it said either i typed wrong url, server not available or firefox not allowed to use due to firewall/proxy settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the prob is, for the last 2 times i brot my lifebk to sch dis mth, everything was ok. so, in my usual autistic stubborness, i kept trying to find out wat went wrong so dat i could go online. restart and restart, change settings and do virus scan and for half the time i was in sch, i was fixing the bloody prob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next up was the sudden blasting of the aircon at abt 2pm. yesh, the aircon vent suddenly grew louder and me being in the path of the air flow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena chiat lat chiat lat&lt;/span&gt;. and it help dat i was running a slight fever. on one hand the low temp was keeping the temp down, on the other hand, a person w fever is more sensitive to cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so cold... so cold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i had to run out of the study rm to defreeze. YES! for someone who's usually not afraid of cold, dis means it was SUPER, BLOODY cold in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so cold, my little finger went numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so cold, i started to blush furiously (perhaps an effect from fever, i dunno) and cough incessantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so cold, the stud was making my ear painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, scooted off at 6 plus, cos it's sunday, so no nid to b so harsh on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i muz say dat YIH is VERY crowded. not noisy crowded, cos everybody was mugging. but the canteen was filled to the brim, not to say the study rm. on the other hand, the FASS corridors were much deserted (tho not w/o a single soul), cos i walked to KR terminal to take a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh... and bus 10 muz go off while i'm still at the bridge. sianz... waited for 15min b4 95 came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den on the way, heard stef's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey Honey&lt;/span&gt;, and so i rewrote it into a cheeky and stupid song (such songs haf a noun, called 'limericks'). i guess it best soothes the irritated heart whenever we mit into some unfortunate stuff. ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and yar... it's gd to grumble and scold when we're frustrated, cos, as i mentioned in it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;悲观的人最短命... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114433066147137290?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114433066147137290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114433066147137290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114433066147137290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114433066147137290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-studied-in-school-with-winter-went.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114248338855569615</id><published>2006-03-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:11.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Filled Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been the 2nd wk whereby my wkends r burnt, but they r not burnt cos i used them for mugging, but for outings and stuff... still haf 2 qns which i'm supposed to hand in during tutorial tmr, but i can't b bothered, cos &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dunno how to do (cos i neva attend lect) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;frankly speaking, i dunno y i shd b in dis place. in the past, uni is for talented ppl. now, uni is for muggers. it's all cos of the stupid pri chi txtbk essay called 勤能补拙... produce those stupid muggers and spoil the mkt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but ok, i've been lazy. actually, i feel frustrated w my laziness/lack of discipline, but i still feel dat i shdn't nid to prove my intelligence thru 没日没夜地 mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;budden, i'm stuck in dis stupid world. i want to escape, i want to transfer fac. after all, i onli wanted to b an aerospace engineer, not electrical engineer or any other engineers for all i care. if i dun become an aerospace engineer, the next ambition in mind is a cosmologist, architect, a bizman and physicist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;really, shd i continue w EE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i suppose muggers and PRCs r inevitable in all unis in s'pore (other foreign, ang moh uni i dunno) but perhaps these -ve factors can b elevated if the modules i take r stuff dat i like, yar? at least stuff i can relate to, not like electrical and computing. i haf neva been an electrical or computing guy. i like the convenience ECE has brot and i can course thru commercial computing interface. but prog? it's not my cup of tea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shd i continue? or shd i change? if i change. i'll b an escapist, which i wanna change from. but persisting down a rd i noe dat has no end is suicide!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, dis blog is SUPPOSED to b on the stuff i did today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to help out at the open hse today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i changed to bus at harborfront, cos i dunno if there will b an overload in 96. and while interchanging at harborfront, i saw a watch stall and den stopped to shop for a while. den bot a new watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new watch, bad quality pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's cheap, for casual use. cos i dun tink the $129 steel watch is suitable for daily usage bah. shd b used for more formal (casual smart and above) occasions. so, after the death of my last 2 cheap watches, i had been sourcing beautiful cheap watches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, juz as i walked to the bus stop, bryan called me and i ended up going to 107 to mit him so we could take cab together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ooh... so his father was the owner of DAT chicken rice stall, so i suppose his father knew mine (which he said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;duh! my father practically knew everyone in the area&lt;/span&gt;), cos my father used to go to his stall to take chicken bones to feed dogs at the &lt;a href="http://zenovphoto.blogspot.com/2006/01/bon-nouvel-chinois.html"&gt;abandoned temple&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually, i dun expect to noe more ppl living in my old nieghbourhood other than my zps gang/old clsmates. after all, it was an elderly place and there were few pathetic youngsters. how many ppl haf i known in my rv and jc life who lives there? few. end up in a short yr, i knew mingxiu, liangyu and bryan. amazingly, all from csc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also, i dun linger ard my neighbourhood, old or new. i dun play w other kids or wat, and it's even more so now dat i'm in punggol. i'm not a kid and i'm not active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, den we waited in the clubrm for mt for her briefing. end up she din appear and we crapped for half an hr w junli, another guy in gp6. crapping is a gd form of stress relief, tho i tend to leak top secret info abt myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and finally, the real pt of the recruiting started. so the open hse end up to b a pathetic affair. i mean, it was  in only a small MPSH. end up the big mpsh1 was used for toks. stupid. and the space for clubs and soc looked more like an amateur flea mkt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yar... it's actually my 1st time to an open hse. neva went for nus or even jc open hse. so i actually tot it was a big and grand affair, cos nus is after all a big insitution who takes a lot of money from students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, got the contacts of the freshies-to-b. most were gals cos guys were either botaks or w a i'm-a-spec/officer-in-army-cocky face. i muz say gals r skin-deep creatures. they prefer to tok to junli than me. damn! i'm so jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;slacked a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, i was impressed at the ease of such a job. no longer do i yearn for the ending time to b announced. from last yr's fried chicken, to vinegar, to mkting, to slp den to open hse, i haf improved a lot and i'm shocked at the progress. i'm able to crap like an ave salesman liaoz. cool~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den, packed up and the gp of us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt; at the clubrm for a while. den went for dinner w the csc peeps. den home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more crap. since bryan is the one person other than 天边一朵芸 whom i've seen most for the past wk, i muz comment abt him (and hope he doesn't c dis by accident or wat lol). he is a brotherly figure, but perhaps more uncle at times. and like 天边一朵芸, he tends to repeat stuff he said b4, but perhaps worse. else, he's a pleasant fella to hang out w. no strings attached, no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiam pa&lt;/span&gt; face, no cocky attitude, juz long-winded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i muz admit i'm a bit 犯贱, cos i noe i like his presence, dat i can feel like a little bro totally. one of the reason i refused to grow up was cos i believe all kids r entitled to attn, care and concern, protection from adults b4 they r 'qualified to grow up'. but i'd been left to fend for myself since young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not dat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;homeless fend for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. but my family wld rather believe malicious words of other ppl than their own kids, to stand up for me when i was bullied or console me when i was sad or afraid. i had to face my loneliness, sadness, fear n discrimination myself, cos after a while, i feel there was no use to look to my family when there r troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dun qualify to grow up juz yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there was a guy in army whom i liked to hang out w cos he was a motherly figure. he likes to act as a mother and cos he was big-sized, he was nice to hug. so whenever i felt insecure, i wld hug him and find a feeling of homeliness. and he was kind to b the 避风港 when i nided it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, i like ppl who likes to take the role of elder siblings (not those act mature, think-they-r-the-most-serious ppl) who take care/show concern/stand up/fend for frens. no nid to b super-glue close fren, but a normal acquaintance will b able to benefit from the overflow of brotherliness/sisterliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so guys, noe wat to do liaoz? buy me sweets and chocolates hor. and gif me a hug wheneva possible. ;P esp 天边一朵芸, cos u r so much older than me. u shd b elder sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wat else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone has been rather entertaining w me lately, not dat i dun like it, but i can't help but feel i'm a substitute. perhaps she really decided to divert her attn to me cos of the incident, but like bubba told me, cos i'm such a diff pattern from rh, it's even more probable i wun b a subsitute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, if nothing goes wrong (proj meetings/accidents or wat), i will take axn dis fri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's a long story, but it seemed as tho she really is accepting me bah. when i proposed the idea dat we shd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lim kopi&lt;/span&gt; on a fri, after her lessons and in my break, she din say no (but she could juz b 客气). when i told her i'm an insensitive guy, she said she'd b a gd influence to me. when i told her i'd call her shifu so she could guide me to b SNAG, and i'll 'pay my fees' w a dinosaur at fong seng, she said ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is dat a REAL ok or courtesy? all will b known dis fri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114248338855569615?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114248338855569615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114248338855569615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114248338855569615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114248338855569615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/03/filled-sunday-been-2nd-wk-whereby-my.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114248330880183513</id><published>2006-03-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:11.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Outing 2 With Gp 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it has been a long time since i had really sat down and blogged bah... abt 5 days? yup... excluding the reposts. aniwaes, the highlight of today, basically the whole day, is the 2nd outing of foc gp6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met at 10.30am to K at cineleisure, which i unfortunately was so late i had to take a cab (again... i'm supporting comfort for dis sem...). turned out dat there were pui, yanrui, lingfong, kit wan and of cos, bryan. and yes, it turned out dat i was quite at ease. even tho there was an initial awkwardness, it passed by soon. it was esp so after we ended our ktv session and went to look for an arcade to play games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;u see, ktv sessions r juz for singing, and it was difficult to tok over the singing. so there were interaction. but things changed after we hopped onto the bus to marina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;crapped abt stuff, FD3, BM and wat nots. when we reached marina, we concluded dat the k-lunch was not filling enuf, so we ended up in kfc for a family feast and more (1st time in wks since i stepped into kfc wor... but i'm still plump as ever...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, after we left kfc, we juz roam ard, den kw said she wanted to buy a new hp and so we accompanied her to starhub. but end up the salesman kept pitching other 'better' phones to her, so we waited for a very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den during the conversation while waiting, pui said she like... and did the axn of singing. but both b and me tot her gesture was very vulgar (akin to a blowjob) and it took a lot of explanation to tell her the meaning of dat gesture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, while walking, pui saw the 'four skin' shop and exclaimed (in her usual loud voice): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;four skin, i only haf 1 leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and kw, b and i were like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u r NOT supposed to evenhaf a foreskin!!&lt;/span&gt; but apparently, pui dinno wat 'foreskin' meant and the connotation of 'four skin' and she kept proclaiming aloud: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wat is foreskin? wat is foreskin?&lt;/span&gt; rite in the wkend crowd of marina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;later, i told her a joke abt how ppl complain dat 'fcuk' is an unethical name cos it's anagram of 'fuck' and the irony of the biggest local union NTUC being the anagram of 'cunt'. again, she expressed her ignorance of wat 'cunt' meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm... i wonder if she was dat innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, we played in arcade (finally) where we witnessed a brawl juz 2m away from us. amazingly, it started out quietly (the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bengs&lt;/span&gt; din even exchange words of argument) and it ended abruptly. all the time, i was juz hoping dat they wun 'roll' into our area. 1st time i witnessed a brawl and i muz say drama serials got it all exaggerated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and den, it was a lo...ong tok at the macs (2nd fast food in a day!!) and ate ice-cream and cold choc. we crapped and crapped, but yar... mostly me and b doing the tokking. amazingly, pui isn't the tokkative kind, as in my impression. we juz crapped and crapped... till 8.30pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally went home lah, den i dropped by compasspt and bot 'The Piano OST' by Michael Nyman. been enjoying as i blog. nice~ michael nyman is so talented... the melody of the theme is so beautiful, even tho i dinno wat the original film was abt. and yar, it's The Piano, not The Pianist. the former is a show of more than 10 yrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, shall stop here. 'nuf of the blogging of mundane life. au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114248330880183513?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114248330880183513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114248330880183513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114248330880183513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114248330880183513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/03/outing-2-with-gp-6-it-has-been-long.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114139726420156285</id><published>2006-02-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:10.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Very Long Random Tots&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i haf been thinking: the unis in s'pore r supposed to b trying to achieve international standards dat, if possible, they b placed alongside w names like princeton or mit. i've been thinking: den is NUS/NTU still a singapore uni then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok... 1st, i tot both unis were set up w the aim of providing higher education for locals. the name of NUS suggests it all. in chinese, it is 新加坡国立大学, which implies dat it is a state uni, and a state uni shd serve the nids of the state. yar? the reason dat the govt wanted to corporatize it was such dat as a pte entity, they hope dat the uni can shed excess and b efficient, the way all capitalists believed dat pte entities r the most efficient models.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ie. i suppose the govt wants the uni to b efficient and at the same time, still serves singaporeans, which was y the uni's names were not changed and kept the fundamentally singaporean-related words in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but the uni wanted to b competitive in the sense dat it wants to b the top in r&amp;d and to attract top students from all over the world, so dat when they graduate, the uni can place a Produced-In-Singapore-Uni chop on those ppl. ie, dis is all abt branding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of cos, they muz haf the top academics to produce the top graduates, which explains the presence of so many foreign academic staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but in dis way, can NUS/NTU still b called singaporean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by serving the nids of the nation, they r supposed to impart the knowledge gained from higher education to singaporeans so dat these ppl can contribute to the society and become the 'value-added' worker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the govt has the goal of having 25% of a cohort being able to work towards a degree, 15 yrs later. ie, the govt wants to have 25% of the each of the cohort's workforce to b dat value-added workers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but it's ironical dat dis goal of 25% has to b set 15 yrs into the future not cos the capacity of the current unis is not enuf to accept the 25% of the chort, but cos a chunk of the places r given to 'foreign talent'. as such, only 18% of the cohort is accepted each yr currently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i noe i'm not being logical, but let's tink of NUS' goal: princeton/mit/stanford/wateva. the common factor among these unis is dat they r INDEPENDANT. ie they r not required to service the nids of US (in the sense of educating mainly americans), so they can afford to enrol super students from all the world, and end up being top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for a country like the US w such a big population, we will tink dat the top 1% of the a cohort of the population can fill the places in these top colleges. but if these 1% is enuf, they wldn't haf nided to enrol super students from all over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now tink: singapore w a population much less than US, has 3 local unis who want to b top uni in the world. the top 1% of the cohort most prob only contributes to 400 super students (and to b divided among 3 uni). w such a low number, can they fight w princeton? the greater the percentage they accept (accept top 2%/3%/4%...), the less competitive the will b, cos princeton/mit/stanford and all the pte top uni in the world r recruiting the top 1% of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if local unis haf to serve the nid of the nation by recruiting 25% of the cohort, they will neva become a branded uni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but if they really abandon the nids of the nation to recruit only the top 1% of the cohort and fill up the rest by recruiting the top 1% students from even china alone, they will haf a greater chance of being ranked among those branded colleges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is no way they could do both at the same time. let's say the branded uni each recruits 4000 of such super students each yr, it means dat NUS will hafta recruit the same amt of super students from all over the world in order to compete on the same grounds. IF they do dat and take in 25% of the local cohort, the overall results will b pulled down and they will not b able to score as well as those branded uni who recruited purely super students. and yes, NUS can lessen the effects due to enrolling these 25% local cohort by recruiting perhaps 4000 more super students from overseas. but it will STILL not fare as well as those branded uni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;think 2 silicon chips, both w 1mol of Si atoms. den, u add one Carbon atom to one of the chips and now dat chip is w impurity of 1/6.2x10^28. even if u add another mole of pure Si atoms into the impure chip, it will only decrease its impurity to 1/1.24x10^29, which is still impure compared to the other chip dat is 100% pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;geddit? geddit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so... shd NUS/NTU serve the country's nids to provide higher education for 25% of the locals or shd they aim towards being a top uni and abandon 24% of the cohort? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since it's a govt mandate for them to serve the nids of the nation instead of being a top uni (they want uni dat provides GOOD education, not uni dat is TOP in the world), it means dat importing foreign students serve not for increasing its competitive advantage, but by only increasing the diversity of the campus. furthermore, a 'quality education' can b supported by superb hardware and teaching materials. similarly, importing gd quality teaching staff adds on the value of the teaching hardware as well as increasing diversity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and since we haf diversity from the foreign teaching staff oredi, y do we still nid foreign students? we dun want a foreigners' majority campus, cos NUS is supposed to b a singaporean uni. 10% of foreigners on campus is enuf. wat's more, we haf to work towards making space for 25% of the cohort, which could b freed up by importing LESS of those foreign students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;see, see? we haf excess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dun want PRCs in NUS. dat's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;end of random tots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls dun charge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114139726420156285?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114139726420156285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114139726420156285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114139726420156285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114139726420156285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/02/very-long-random-tots-i-haf-been.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114019535268987143</id><published>2006-02-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:10.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blabber Again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was feeling out of sorts the whole day due to the stress of today's test (and the impending ones in the next 3 days). was really hating myself for not putting enuf efforts for the past 2 wks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 tutorials today. 1st tutorial was fine, cos i managed to cover the lecture notes dat was covered in tut. den, 4 the probability tut, was totally lost cos i am still at 1st wk's lect. den, french. i was totally going bonkers; mind and body was apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;suddenly, my M. Nordin called my name and i dinno wat to do, cos i din hear wat he said. the gal beside me whispered to me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;read the e-mail.&lt;/span&gt; the words went into my ears but din register. i stoned for a few sec, actually forgetting dat i was supposed to read aloud. i was staring at M. nordin who was staring back at me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt; i recall i had to read sth, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAT??&lt;/span&gt; asked him again wat i shd do b4 actually getting around to read the passage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we actually went thru 2 conversations today, unlike 1 in the past. learned 5 verb conjugations instead of 2 also. and sad to say, i was finding it hard to absorb the info. was reading words w/o absorbing wat was taught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during the free conversation session, had to rely on the other 2 tut mates to string a sentence. but cos i still couldn't remember the lines for presentation, there were a lot of impromptu. like, cos i 4got my 1st line, i said:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; gd day!&lt;/span&gt; the gal replied &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;gd day&lt;/span&gt;. but i still couldn't recall the line, so i turned to the other guy and asked: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, guess wat? i was floating towards my usual spot in CL when someone popped in front of me again. yup, it was a she-saw-me-but-not-the-other-way-round situation. i was totally stressed and distracted, rem? but as usual, she gleamed and shone in the otherwise dim lighting of CL (like the way she beamed in the dim corridor the other day...). heck! was it me or wat? she's approaching me once and again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, mugged for the last hrs of the test. and guess wat? at 5.30pm, i rushed off to mpsh for the 7pm test! it was only after i saw zin outside clubrm dat i realized:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; csl is at 6pm, and test shd b on 7pm... SEVEN?!?! ooh... i got the time wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and thankfully, gam was ard to help me w the last min mugging. cos he took the module b4 and afterall, he's a computer engin guy. juz a few min w him and i gained 3 hrs worth of knowledge. true. was v grateful for him, cos the topic he helped me was worth 50% of the quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after test, walked to AYE bus stop. met baoyi and chatted. and guess wat? found out dat i got the date of dis sat's test wrong! it's actually 18 MARCH, not feb! sianz! i was so stressed up for the past 3 days... but still, hafta mug for the test on the day after tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and we juz chit chat on the bus. nice. i mean, i haven't had a nice, peaceful chit chat for a long time. cos all these while, was meeting new ppl, muz ask the same old stupid qns like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where u come from? wat fac? wat major? wat yr? do u noe so-and-so? which rvp?  how old? live where? is ur place at the N/S/E/W of thailand/vietnam/china/malaysia? wat bus u taking? u live in hall?&lt;/span&gt; and of cos, during french lessons: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wat do u do during the wkend? wat lang do u noe? wat do u like?&lt;/span&gt; etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yup, juz dat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and juz recently, a new fren told me she tot i was a malaysian. oops! i've downgraded from ABC to malaysian. muz buck up liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no... i haf dis rash all over me. now den see. strange. it's the rashes i get when i drink too much alcohol, BUT i haven't been drinking. I SWEAR! muz b the stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114019535268987143?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114019535268987143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114019535268987143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114019535268987143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114019535268987143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/02/blabber-again-was-feeling-out-of-sorts.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114019487447375039</id><published>2006-02-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:10.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All Geared Up For...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the 3 tests dis wk, 1st of which comes dis wed, which i've onli covered half of the lect notes only... duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the bombardments of stimulation of jealousy tmr... in response, shall re-post my latest poem again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenovlyrics.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-happy-to-announce-birth-of-my-new.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《别人的幸福》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;词：冷叶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;看着一张张合照的相片&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;幸福挂在每张微笑的脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;此刻谁会陪在我身边&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;看着夜空等流星出现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原来孤独的人都能感觉&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;飘浮在空气中心酸的滋味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别在我的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;撒盐&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我也有寂寞的尊严&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别人的幸福在眼前&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;重复上演&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;他和他之间的完美&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;笑我残缺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我视而不见&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;故作坚决&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;假装我不在乎这残酷的喜悦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我笑着流泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;看着一张张合照的相片&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;幸福挂在每张微笑的脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;此刻谁会陪在我身边&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;看着夜空等流星出现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原来孤独的人都能感觉&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;飘浮在空气中心酸的滋味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别在我的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;撒盐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我也有寂寞的尊严&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你们的幸福太遥远&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;我看不见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;再多的嫉妒和埋怨自唉自怜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;都无法改变&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;如何改变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一个人陪着影子对话的季节 (一个人拥抱影子入睡的冬夜)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别人的幸福在眼前&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;重复上演&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;他和他之间的完美&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;笑我残缺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我视而不见&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;故作坚决&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;假装我不在乎这残酷的喜悦 (假装我也享受这残酷的喜悦)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;(我也要拥抱幸福的感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha... 4got to mention the other day dat dis poem was based on the melody of 《不屑纪念》.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos of the stupid V-Day, i was tinking of someone dis whole afternoon. and guess wat? she appeared b4 me juz as i was walking to french lect in the evening! amazingly, it was her who saw me and not the other way rd. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, got my 1st french quiz back. guess wat? cos of a stupid mistake (not circling the rite ans, tinking dat writing the ans of the prev pt beside the ans will b suffice) cost me 7.5%. arrghhh!!! haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was surfing ard to source for destinations for post-SEP backpacking and went to look at Holy See in Lonely Planet and found dis SHOCKING TRUTH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/Staircase%20leading%20to%20Vatican%20Museums%2C%20designed%20by%20Guiseppe%20Momo%2C%20built%201932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/Staircase%20leading%20to%20Vatican%20Museums%2C%20designed%20by%20Guiseppe%20Momo%2C%20built%201932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staircase leading to Vatican Museums, designed by Guiseppe Momo, built 1932. courtesy from Lonely Planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;momo is not a nickname or a farnie name. it's a BIG name orkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... btw, can those tok of racial harmony stop? i'm getting sick of those pretentious remarks. LOVE IS NOT EVERYWHERE. i hope no one outside CL will force me kiss a non-chinese 'fellow citizen' tmr to show my love for them. of cos, it doesn't mean dat a PRC can touch me. NO WAY! yep... i prefer to kiss those bimboistic, self-obssessed gals w dyed wavy hair, and the spiky-haired, smooth-skinned guys who looked like skinny monkeys w 2 narrow slits for their eyes (like those 校园Superstars). waha! 2 mths into someone and i actually 4got i was supposed to work towards bisexualism. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114019487447375039?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114019487447375039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114019487447375039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114019487447375039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114019487447375039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-geared-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-114019478262793281</id><published>2006-02-10T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:09.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Let's Learn More French&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we were learning how to ask and ans for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'wat do u do on wkend&lt;/span&gt;' and dis is wat my tutor told me is shd ans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je fais du bénèvolat &lt;/span&gt;(Je faye ben-eh-vo-lu(ck)-t) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I do volunteer work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le samedi, je vais voir les personnes âgées&lt;/span&gt; (le sum-di je vaye vua leh piak-son(g) ah-jay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On saturday, i go visit the elderly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-114019478262793281?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/114019478262793281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=114019478262793281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114019478262793281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/114019478262793281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/02/lets-learn-more-french-we-were.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113871803374686866</id><published>2006-01-28T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:09.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tok Tok Tok&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;juz realized been tokking for the past 3 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent an evening w cscday comm tokking (and screaming, cos u noe, muz make myself heard).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent another afternoon at clubrm on thurs... crap crap. eh... come to tink of it, i din say much. juz staying silent and listening to other ppl tok, picking out clues for scandals (including my own...). which led to my heavy decision to put someone into ultra low gear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and went on to discuss dat w 天边一朵芸 via sms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coincidentally, i bumped into 心中的(日月) on 197, a person i considered crucial in my sleuth work to confirming the id of my RIL whom i suspected to b 人在红尘中. the mystery juz got deeper w my conversation w him. obviously, there was another obvious candidate. someone, obviously, was a 秀气的玫瑰, hidden w thorns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, we oso discussed abt the cny outing we gonna haf w the zps gang, namely him, me, 天边一朵芸, 闪闪亮晶晶 &amp; 第一道光辉.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fri, i went to sch at 2pm for the round of interviews scheduled by 美丽的翘臀 (so called by 全身脱光光). chit chat and chit chat as usual. clubrm is 是非之地, not mugging place. aniwaes, 全身脱光光 wore a pair of green (tho him and 美丽的翘臀 insisted it was BLUE, duh! blue in ancient chinese was called 箐, but now 青 is GREEN) contacts which i tot was rather cool, tho i'd prefer red ones, u noe, like the 1st grade vampires in 《我和僵尸有个约会》.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tokked and tokked for the interview, cos 美丽的翘臀 was lazy... lol and den, we played The Pit and i screamed and screamed along w others till my voice broke. sianz... 2 wks into sore-throatism and i haven't recover cos of all these screaming in socializing events...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to french 6-8pm and had to speak, cos it was tut, and we were supposed to practice. i muz say i cannot tahan those ppl who can't pronounce french properly. i wun say i do it 100% (i grade my oral as 90%, after all, i er-hem... used to top in french &lt;strike&gt;kiss&lt;/strike&gt; oral tests). but i believe dat 100% isn't necessary, but speakers of french muz sound like it, even tho real french mite not understand them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos, u noe, ppl were pronouncing the french words the english way, which was very disgusting to listen to... Twenty, or VINGT in french, shd b pronounced as V-UNG, not Vong or Ving... haiz... the most disgusting of pronunciation comes from PRCs, who couldn't even pronounce english properly. ppl beside them could b helping them openly by whispering the word to them and wat came out was still english pronuciation in their cheena ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one hundred, or CENT in french shd b read as SON(g), s'poreans pronounce it as SENT, and PRCs juz pronounce it as SENT-TE(r). so 246 is DEUX CENT QUARANTE SIX, pronounced as DE(r)-SON(g)-KA-HON-SIS. s'poreans pronounce it as: DIU-SENT-KA-RON-SIX. PRCs: DIU-SE(r)-CENT-TE(h)-QUA-REN-TE(h)-SIX-E(r)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand y in the world they muz over-emphasize the consonants at the back of basic english words. now they r making my french lessons feel sick... ironically, hanyu pinyin is derived from french, unlike the common notion dat it was from english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, got to noe a guy who was sitting beside me (latecomer's corner) who was called... JAN. ha... yep, guy version of 天边一朵芸. perhaps it was the pressure of french lessons, when he intro himself to me, he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm $%^&amp;. spelled J-A-N. Jan or zhen... aiyah... i not sure how to pronounce it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was tokking w him thru out my walk to the bus stop, where i met meixin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tokked again, dis time abt NOC. she and her fren together tried to psycho me to join NOC, which i muz say, was working on me. i was terribly tempted. and from the way they said how easy it was for them (and their frens) to get it w CAP less than 3, it was REALLY tempting. but well... the reg procedure seemed complicated enuf... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and tokked and tokked till i dropped off at outram where i managed to rest my voice for the day... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: had an overdrive of cheekiness trying to gif nicks to my frens... here r more of them... haha... for fun... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;池边一子薇&lt;br /&gt;一莉青春豆&lt;br /&gt;又要拿零芬&lt;br /&gt;萧邦弹钢琴&lt;br /&gt;颖超票机器 (gosh! it wasn't until i want to play w dis, dat i went to ask him how to write his name, dat i realize i haf all along pronounced his name wrongly... sianz... amazingly, he typed his name out for me in CHINESE. din expect him to do such a cheena thing... considering how bad dat nick sound, perhaps i shd change his nick to 别超速驾驶)&lt;br /&gt;呸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;呸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;呸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;呸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;呸&lt;br /&gt;瘦身锦身裤(gosh, dis one's for larissa, not for the guy in s60...)&lt;br /&gt;经济又实慧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... to b fair to those whose name sound v cheapo, i've tried conjuring up sth more arty-farty...&lt;br /&gt;莉花飘如雪&lt;br /&gt;花卉芬芳逸(ok... dis may not sound legal, but the idea was dat the fragrance of flowers was spreading everywhere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;逸 as in 四&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;逸, actually dunno if the words were written dat way)&lt;br /&gt;玉琴悦乐起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh... the rest wait another day... i'm sleepy and can't tink beautifully liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113871803374686866?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113855156431940666</id><published>2006-01-26T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:09.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mad Nite At Settler's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;real bonding after the event ended. how ironic. but there were a few gals whom i din really noe and i tot they were v cold, cos i rarely hear them speak. but i was at the same table w them today and they were v frenly. yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the day started w me scuttling to and fro clubrm to find the $200 receipt and going for tuts. and den, waited at clubrm for 2 hrs for the outing to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;frankly speaking, cos i dun really noe the comm well, and cos there was csl scheduled, i was yearning to go csl instead. felt dat it's really bad to leave my 2 kids after only 2 wks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but still, i went for qing gong yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aniwaes, the 2 hrs spent waiting at the clubrm was for crapping instead of mugging. and the 2 sirens in there were not v conducive for the headache dat i suffered due to oversleeping the day b4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at 6, we started off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we played at settler's hv. split into 2 tables cos our gp was too large. luckily, my gp has hs, who helped liven up the mood. there was me, hs, km, mi and ge. onli guy sia... and i wasn't v demure in front of the gals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the climax came when we were nearing the end of our 1st game: ticket to railway. i won 1st, and it was left to the 4 gals to thrash it out. end up dat the board was so choked up dat they were playing it w/o planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, blocking other ppl's path and so on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; juz for the goal of reaching the ending pt. hs, who was 2nd last, was so persistent in not becoming the last and did the most outrageous moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den we played galloping pigs, which we changed soon, cos the gals din like it. den we played PIG pile... ha... cos the gals liked pigs a lot. the game was gd, but perhaps cos we were in high mood liaoz, dat's y. it was like uno, but w a lot of luck and scheming. v hard to noe who will win in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den, big get together to play cranium. ok game, tho not a v durable one. dat's all. played till the place closed and we left the place doing, wat else, scandal spinning. it was hard not to gossip, esp w me ard. waha... still couldn't find out abt cl's scandal. arrghhhh... i was the only one who dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113855156431940666?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113855017974154021</id><published>2006-01-19T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My MSN Nick Says It All&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and ppl like jan had the heart to congratulate me. =) *hint hint* no lah... juz neva realize my nick is worth replying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but while i celebrate a happy event, i had to face another worry. haiz... u see, today CSL visit, but someone din tok to me again. tho i tried to start a conversation, it died quickly. haiz... but well... gif her some cool off period b4 i start axn axn again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh... csl started last wk and now i haf a permanent kid w me. he's junping, the kid i took during the pasir ris outing who was v gd in sports. last wk, i tried to persuade him to tell his teacher dat he wanna join sports sch, cos well, he was gd and he believed he couldn't make it academically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yup, the prob was: every kid laughed at him for being in a special sch, so much so even he believed himself to b far more inferior than others. i dunno whether it was true, but it does seem dat he was a special kid. but it doesn't mean he had to remain 'special' all his life. but i din pack him w the oh-so-life-inspiring phrases cos i doubt even a normal kid will listen. but i juz persuade him to divert into something he likes and does best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he din mention anything abt it today, so i suppose he 4got abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one thing worth taking note was dat he was at the door of the mph waiting for me. he was like moaning: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;where's my kor kor?&lt;/span&gt; and when i appeared, he juz clung on to me. hmmm... for a while last wk, i tot he wld b rather reluctant to leave his prev tutor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, i oso took in another kid called raymond, who's 8 yrs old. he's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kentang&lt;/span&gt; and i had to force him do his chinese hmwk. i noe chinese words r a breeze to me, but i neva realize how diff it was for a kid as weak as him. in fact, junping was as weak in chinese as him. both relied heavily on hanyu pinyin, w/o which, they couldn't recognize the chi char v well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in fact, they juz happily copied chi char w/o pondering over the meaning of them. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and back to junping, even tho he was able to write complete sentences in eng, he couldn't recognize chinese at all. and he was like telling me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i'm different from others. i juz cannot do it. i cannot read these words. i haf a problem. i cannot tell the words apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos i was told he was special, i believed him. at the same time, when i told him he missed a word in his hmwk to copy a passage, he couldn't recognize wat word was missing. he cldn't even find the word when i showed him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;u see. the txtbk says 'sth yi', and wat is dat sth u missed out in ur botebk? &lt;/span&gt;so i couldn't bring the heart to force him to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ting xie&lt;/span&gt; for chinese. juz asking him to copy the whole passage again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den went to outreach b4 csl. sianz. end up doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pow&lt;/span&gt; balls for Touch. the place was more like an outing (the beach became ftn rm) and  everybody was busy chit chatting. cos i dunno a lot of csc ppl, i juz ignore most strangers i saw. ha... wonder how many were csc wannabes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh... and b4 dat, went for the only lect of the day: french lect. cos i did some revision, and so i end up v showoff in cls. sianz... end up the monsieur chose not to ask me to read passages. i so much wanna read! i wanna improve! i was like: ok... next time i wun b such a superstar liaoz. will act blur. waha... the others ard me aren't the clsmates i had back in sec1, who will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chong bai&lt;/span&gt; me for being so gd in french (ooh... ego bursting...). aniwaes, after the 1st hr, i became sleepy and was yawning thru out. yup... so show off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okok... dat's all for today bah. nothing special and interesting to say except for updates. au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113855017974154021?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113855017974154021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Skip Skip...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pontang 2 lect again today, in addition to last wk's 2 lect, cos i couldn't make myself wake up. well, i had myself to blame to only hit the sack at 1am. starting from today, i hafta go to bed early so dat i haf no excuse to stay in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but well, den realized dat i missed a tutorial as well. some idiot module (the one dat had 7 labs dis sem) muz make their 1st tut start dis wk, of which mine starts on mon. din realize cos i din check my diary for the whole of sunday. even if i went for sch dis morning, i wouldn't haf made it for the tutorial, cos it starts even earlier than my lect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;aniwaes, am going to french lect later. muz go, cos it is in a tut rm, w abt 24 ppl. so... i it's hard to pontang unnoticed. besides, the penalty for pontanging cls (they take attendance...) is rather severe. better not play play...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;juz bot a Norton Anti-virus online to eliminate the virus on my pc. spent the whole morning doing it when i could haf slacked ard. finally, my lifebk is protected again, for a yr. yay!! dis thing will survive till after my SEP ends. no worries! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;okok... dat's all bah. feeling v sianz. supposed to do my tut, but i can't make myself do it. well, i can only work in sch. perhaps i'll do it tmr bah. but by then, i'll hafta catch up 5 lect + revision + possible interviews on top of dat tut. haiz... poor thing. poor me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113751212622429313?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113751212622429313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113751212622429313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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spaced??)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;tot i shd tok abt it, even tho i din feel terribly emotional abt it. dun ask me, i dunno y. budden, it does hold some sort of significance to me. cos, it's really the 1st event where i can &lt;em&gt;chup&lt;/em&gt; my opinions rite from the start for the benefits of the event. yup, those in the past had me being the 'member' and giving opinions only when problems cropped up due to lousy planning, ie. army. waha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, even tho we started early, our progress was slower than slp. lol budden, we managed to pull off a rather gd show. gd, cos well, i wasn't in the event thru out (loitering at the reg table, waiting for buses to come...) to really understand how well the event went. on my pt, it was rather ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even tho the aim was to 'expose volunteers to residents belonging to a diff type gp from their RVP', i treat it more as a nice getaway for the residents. and the ones who showed it best were the elderly. after all, they r mature (not kids) and clear minded (not ID) to express their happiness and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, elderly juz wants company. even tho they mite not b able to play all the games, they still enjoy the company, the vibrance of us youngsters, the bubbly kids and the innocent IDs. for the kids, of cos, it was another chance for them to play. for the IDs, i was so afraid they would b intimidated by the crowd and noise, which they din. so i guess it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta noe more ppl in csc (not juz the oc) both directly and indirectly. knew how ppl do things and how ppl NOT do things. haha... can't really point the finger, cos i'm also guilty of not doing things at times. like looking for the cscday banner the day b4 and helping out around. actually i din noe how to help out. but i juz went ard and added in 'sound effects' by making cat calls and clapping to help make the ambience livelier. yup... i'm suffering from sore throat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, of cos, the end came. i dinno y ppl got high. perhaps a large proportion of the volunteers felt the same, but well, like me too, they juz went along. really. dat was my most fako moment of the event (other than acting as if i haf something to do in front of &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;) by acting as tho i felt v happy and high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. but i din want to b a spoiler. ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, of cos, the focus was on someone. u see, the nite b4, lixian, amanda and me were in the clubrm chatting and i actually unwittedly confirmed amanda's guess by agreeing w her dat &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; will not b in csl next sem. and guess wat? amanda told clarice abt it the next day and clarice was like: "haha... isn't dat obvious?'. i guess the &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt; of csl really tinks i was very obvious. all but her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den, i actually intended to ask her out next sun during cscday, in response to the encouragement by my peers. budden, i muz say, i let them down yet again. not only was i so... shy to tok to her, i was put back by her attitude towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, she intended to pay me back for the txtbks on sat. when she handed me the money, she did it so formally, stretched her hands so far dat she seemed to b trying to keep a distance from me. my instinct was to &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; ask her out, cos my siren was wailing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'DANGER!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... guess i'll still hafta play it slow. the fact dat she is still unattached now despite her gd looks (which everyone says) muz mean sth. and i muz say, really (not acting noble) dat i din take note of her looks from the start. it was when i started to consult my frens dat i came to realize dat. cos they were telling me, 'yup, she's pretty, go for it!' and 'she's gd-looking eh... muz haf a lot of pursuers. muz buck up b4 she gets hitched!'. and the more i hear of it, the more &lt;em&gt;hum-chee&lt;/em&gt; i felt, cos my inferiority complex was acting up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only nice and encouraging thing i can tell myself is: gd-looking gals r usually found w beasty looking guys... which is ME. lol muz improve on my non-looks qualities, yar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;aniwaes, sidetrack. 2 mths ago, i found a female fren on a frenster of a csc guy, someone who wasn't in the same jc as us and obviously not the same jc as her (she was in gals' sch, duh!), but end up noeing her aniwaes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday, another person in csc, oso not from my social circle at all b4, told me he knew the gal's ex-bf (he told me his name lah, not say he knew them both). wow! s'pore is SMALL man. wat was more, juz today, the ex-bf mentioned me in his blog (see how things link up). yesh, he's none other than the person i wanna say sorry, and it was as though providence was telling me he is waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;next big thing: JB outing. yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113751200497909962?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113751200497909962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113751200497909962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113751200497909962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113751200497909962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2006/01/cscday-shd-they-b-spaced-tot-i-shd-tok.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113568823279703197</id><published>2005-12-27T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:07.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CAP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;finally gotta noe my CAP. i dunno if it's a coincidence or wat, but same period last yr, i found my CAP pts to b 3.27, exactly the same as wat i got dis yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i find dis a bit farnie. after toiling for 3 sems (sem2 + special sems) to pull my CAP up dat little bit, i yanked it back down in one sem back to the exact pt where i started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;sth which really make me wanna say: &lt;em&gt;after all the effort, i haven't made an improvement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;similarly, i dunno to b happy or sad. sad: cos my CAP pts dropped (but it was expected). happy: cos it din 'create new low pts', cos my lowest CAP was wat i got in the 1st sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;in fact, i shd b happier, cos i suppose i dun haf to take cs1102c until yr4 sem1, cos (1) i wasn't offered/given the chance to bid for the mod dis sem, ie. not offered in sem2, and (2) i'm going on SEP in yr3 sem1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... dunno leh. one more module added to my list of modules to b taken. i oredi hafta take 5 modules for each of the rest of my sems (despite fulfilling 3 gems in special sem, i ended up still having to take 5 mods per sem... how come leh??). plus 1 prog dat i muz retake. plus perhaps some xtra gem modules i hafta take to pull my CAP up. haiz... shang nao jin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113568816443653403</id><published>2005-12-24T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:07.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSL Pasir Ris Outing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;wed, 21 dec 2005, went on an outing to Pasir Ris Park w the kids at CSL. tho there were only 20 kids, s.t there was a vol-to-kids ratio of 1:2, it's quite a tiring task to handle them, cos 1 kid == 3 monsters. they haf energy as boundless as a nuclear reactor, while older kids like us haf those of a coal power station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 4 gps and i'm in gp 4. there were zin and tianli w me to handle 4 kids, jinru, theresa, shihui and junping. shihui, who was the only non-P6 kid in the gp, was crying from the start, cos she couldn't b w her frens. and the other 2 gals were, as zin described, using their own terrorising way to &lt;strike&gt;threaten&lt;/strike&gt; console shihui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junping was in a world of his own. according to jr, he was a special sch kid, ie he reacts differently to ppl. actually, i knew him b4 dis liaoz, tho he did not remember it when i told him. during the painting of the banner at csl on 9 dec, he stopped me in tracks in the canteen and asked me various things abt the size of his feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;theresa on the other hand, is a quiet and inactive gal, who doesn't like to run and play like her peers. not anti-social (as king of AS, i can diagnose such behaviour), but a bit lazy plus lady-like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, started on the 1st station, which was to dig out letters from the sand to from the word representing our gp: CARE. it was rather ez, for teenagers and above, dat is, cos kids r fond of not sticking to rulez. waha... as u noe, jp was unable to understand how to play the game, theresa was inactive, sh was still crying and vol weren't allowed to help them. end up jr was flying all over the place to search for the letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then, went to station 2 by mx and another guy not from csl, perry. p/s: frankly speaking, i dun like him, cos he has dat predatory look on mx, and has a flirty dialogues w her. @#$%^&amp;amp;* aniwaes, dis was the place where everything went haywired. cos the 3 kids were not active in playing the game, jr ran away. i had to chase after her cos zin, i dunno y, walking leisurely. ha... i suppose she really couldn't handle kids bah, if not, she wouldn't haf passed her i/c-ship to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;still, jr ran away from me everytime i caught up w her. haiz... i muz haf ran 2.4 for the whole day running w her. when the others finally cleared the station and jr calmed down, we had to walk a bloody long way to the next station. here's the crux: jr was turned of by sh, who in turned had warmed up to the gp and wanted to stick w jr. she kep running after jr, and the latter kept running away from her. in the end, i had to chase after jr, to keep her from missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i cursed and swear dat gam made dat station so... far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;the 2nd station was manned by amanda and guozhang. we r supposed to b tied up together and find our way to the centre of a maze to retrieve a task in an envelope. pure confusion. on my left/front was sh who was moaning the whole way from pain (she was stuck betw me and zin, who were much taller than her) and jp at the back, who kept popping me w farnie, unanswerable qns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;the task we got was to pass the msg. 1st, we haf sh who, being still young, cannot rem the msg well. then, jp couldn't process the msg even when i repeated myself 5 times. thankfully, he was still able to convey 80% of the msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;while we were there, amanda chided me and warned dat (w.r.t jr) i do not become the 2nd yongquan, who got himself in a sticky (literally) mess w a gal who shadowed him everytime he went to csl. haha... i was worried, but at the same time, i believed (hopefully) such attachment from kids do not occur in a single outing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;our next station (and the rest of the gaming session) was stopped short when 1 kid went missing. apparently, one sister (as in nun sister, from csl) was too harsh w her words and the vol couldn't catch up w the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went back to the meeting pt and waited for further instructions. and the boy was actually there oredi. aniwaes, had lunch and went biking. the kids simply loved it and i suppose all of them r proficient in it. jp esp, was an expert rider. he could manoeuvre his bike ard the most diff turns and gave me a hard time keeping up w him. it was then i realized dat he mite not b gd in manipulating ideas, but he's gd in phys activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;we went to look at ships and go-karts at downtown east. back and forth, cos the park was really rather small. the real challenge was getting the kids off the bikes when the time was up. u get one kid off and the other kid scoots off on another. dunno whether i was too on or wat, cos it seemed dat the others weren't too bothered whether the kids r still on bikes. i literally pulled kids off their bikes and had to shepherd them away from the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;jp was ok, the moment the store went out of sight, he 4got abt it and was happily walking towards the meeting pt w the vol. for other kids, well, i hoped i had a leash on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then of cos, it was home. actually, the kids still listened to their teacher (a middle-aged lady) and was actually quite obedient. when asked to stand in line or pick up litters, they did it so willingly. arh... so unlike when we vol were giving the instructions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... i wonder if the kids will still rem me. esp sh and jp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113568816443653403?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113568816443653403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113568816443653403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113568816443653403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113568816443653403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/12/csl-pasir-ris-outing-wed-21-dec-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113568808695083830</id><published>2005-12-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:06.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Results&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;issit gd or bad? bad: cos i FLUNKED computing. expected. still, i feel low. refusal bah. perhaps it's better than expecting to pass and yet failed. now, DAT is super depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;on the other hand, my other results r ok. 2B+ and 1B. now, dis is gd. considering the efforts i put in dis sem, it's really beyond my expectations. somewat expected 2 Cs from these 3 modules. and there's some swopping, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;u see, there's the simpler ee2005 dat i expect to get B+ and the harder ee2004 i expect to get B. the result is, as mentioned, the reverse. is dis gd or bad? hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;after confirming the demise of the prog module, i went to check whether my core modules next sem r affected (which returns -ve, ie. no change in plans). and perhaps hafta bid for dat module next sem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then, i went to check other core modules and the electives i've planned to take. turned out dat none of them had cs1102c as pre-requisite. i feel so shitty. y muz i take a module dat doesn't affect my taking of electives? it isn't as if i'm taking COMPUTER engin. even physics was a pre-req for one of my electives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haiz... i dunno. some ppl juz like to make other ppl do xtra (a.k.a &lt;em&gt;geh gan&lt;/em&gt;) things. nus ECE dept is one. and the tot of having to see those computing suckers again makes me depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113568802241751558</id><published>2005-12-21T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pinballing In NUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;mon, 1st day of work after my trip to bt tinggi. cos of various reasons to b elaborated on, i only reached home at 2am in the morning. after bathing and checking my e-mails, it was almost 5am. still, had to wake up early for sch, cos i had stuff to do dat day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went to settle my SEP forms, cos it was the deadline for submission. i tot at 1st dat all i needed was to acquire my transcripts from E3a (former uni hall) and dat was it. turned out the rather fierce-looking dawn wanted me to get my dept coordinator's signature on the form 1st. went to EE dept and was told by a lady dat even tho prof wang wasn't on leave, she couldn't get him in his office. had to leave my forms w her and the lady was kind enuf to offer to help me settle the signature thingy while i went for cscday trial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and well, the sleepy bug got me halfway thru the trial. was literally playing w the beach ball to keep me awake. din contribute ideas or help try out the games. how can i, when the game involved blindfolding me? i will only concuss on the spot and wander off into dreamland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then it was a supposedly lunch-meeting. ate and crapped instead. my table had florence, lixian, amanda and me. i tink the highlight was the OCIP thingy, turned out we all went for it and had some experience to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;after dat, went back to EE office to check out the situation. the lady wasn't ard, and the other woman chased me out of the office. hmmm... no choice, but to head for AYE. when i finally got to the bus stop, the lady called me to tell me dat prof wang had signed my forms and i immediately ran back to retrieve it, cos it was near off-office hrs. yup... to and fro betw EE and AYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and... prof wang onli signed one page, when he had to sign 3. had to rush to his office in E1, back to EE dept in E4 for the lady to photocopy my forms, and then back to UG office in EA (which was on the other end of engin from EE dept) to submit to dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haha... and there were a few others like me who tried to mit the deadline too. dis time rd, dawn looked less tigress-ly and i scooted off w no prob w my forms, even tho it was full of cancellations and scribbles due to the cork-ups in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then, rushed to creative to pick up my mp3 player. it was fast man. in and out of it in 10min. got a new player instead, which was expected, cos i was told by frens dat it was their norm. instead of repairing the players, creative prefers to replace w a new one. guess their inventory level still brimming to the edge bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then, had to rush to chin bee crescent in boon lay to collect the sponsorship products for cscday. whoa... the 1st cab i hailed refused to send me, cos he said the place was too ulu and he was in a rush. #$%^&amp;amp;* as far as St Directory told me, the place was juz beside JP. walked all the way to IMM b4 i found a driver willing to send me to the said venue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;one lesson i learnt: place of office /= location of warehse. settled the paperworks and was sent to their warehse across the st by myself. cos the place was rather ulu (even tho near boon lay, it was off the main rd), had to carry the box of products out of the place. it was ez task at 1st, but the box became heavier and heavier... and it rained suddenly. CCB... had to call for a cab while hiding in a phone booth. went back to clubrm to dispose of the products and then (finally) set off for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yeah... home SWEET home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113568802241751558?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113568802241751558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113568802241751558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113568802241751558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113568802241751558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/12/pinballing-in-nus-mon-1st-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113568796466292409</id><published>2005-12-20T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:05.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm Going On SEP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yep, dis is an official announcement dat i'll b going on SEP to University of Oulu in Finland next fall. it was a really gd news at 1st, then, the candy coating melted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;u see, i was happy at 1st cos i managed to get a place. thru tactics and strategy, i got a place in a uni where most ppl (note: PRCs) wun want to go. cos the lang is finnish, and it's not US. so... it was sort of a minor victory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then, while chatting abt it online last nite, i felt a sense of emptiness setting on me. afterall, finland is not where i've been wanting to go all my life. the initial excitement soon faded and i'm juz preparing for another trip overseas. haiz... perhaps i'll get a surprise juz as NZ gave me. budden, i'll hafta wait till next sept bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;actually, i got to know of the results on my b'day (nice gift rite?), but as usual, it's not wise to announce anything. everything isn't settled, even at dis time. who noes? my mum may refuse to let me go again at the 23th hr. typical. except dat if they do it dis time rd, i'll face a lot more problems, from sch, and also, by dat time, sch will haf reopened. i'll haf no modules to take and b 1mth slower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;but u noe, my family noe nothing. they care nothing but themselves. they haf neva cared abt my predicament and my feelings. they do things juz to make me even mroe miserable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;the yr's not even over and i'm oredi beginning to feel bad abt dis whole thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, thanx for the encouragements. really. these days, when i hear words of encouragement, i feel appreciative, tho i dun voice it out, cos i find myself lost for words. to some extent, i find saying: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanx! u r such a great fren! dat's wat i've been wanting to hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a bit very wat. somehow, i've come to embrace the idea dat some things r best left unsaid, cos, well emotions r neva correctly put into words. a heartfelt smile is all dat nids to convey an understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, there were onli 3 other EE ppl going to UO. one, was haojie whom i knew from my lab sessions. but alas! he was going in 2nd sem. the 2nd one, who contacted me last wk, was the same as me. but i was shocked at 1st. from his way of speaking, i tot he was a PRC. esp when he asked me how to get a cert of english proficiency. cos, well, s'pore's native lang &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; english. at no circumstance r we required to produce such documents, anywhere in the world. budden, he replied saying dat he was told dat he nid not haf the cert too. so, it's either PRC has english as one of its native lang, or he was a local. or maebe, he's from mauritius. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113568796466292409?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113568796466292409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113568796466292409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113568796466292409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113568796466292409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-going-on-sep-yep-dis-is-official.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113448301345618014</id><published>2005-12-10T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:05.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;左右为难&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i wanna blog, cos so much things happened these few days, if i drag on, more things will come + i will forget them. but i wanna play my newly bot NWM:HOTU. arggghhhh... blogging wins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went for the csc workshop on wed. to b fair to the organizers+presenters, the workshop was somewhat useful. but having reverted back to the short attn-spanned teenager, i was totally bored out, as pointed out by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i was wondering whether it was cos my heart wasn't w learning the stuff to b learnt in the workshop. how can i? when from the moment i stepped out of home, i was tinking of how to pop the qn: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;r u going home after this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;so dat i can respond to a +ve reply w this: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;oh... i'm going to tiong bahru, y dun we go together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, someone din want to go home. thanx, heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, went to tbp (i din make dat up ok...) to buy THE baleno shirt, which alas, is oos. so, bot another shirt. haiz... den, went to compasspt to buy my NWM:HOTU. i noe, i always buy outdated games, but they are CHEAP. yep, it was selling for $20, from usual $49.90...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;fri: it's banner painting at csl! yay!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went late, cos i woke up late again (play NWM mah...). aniwaes, juz stepped into the gates and was immersed in the choral voices of the kids, all dressed up in performing attires. den, went to paint banner. warmed up quite slowly, seemingly quite out of place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then, went to buy lunch w yongquan and feiwen (amazing rite? haven't warm up den lunch liaoz...). found dat yq was an ex-hcian, cos of his BIG pa t-shirt. from s66, no wonder i found him familiar. from him, i saw dat i am not the only &lt;em&gt;sam but&lt;/em&gt; guy in the world. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;den, excitement comes in. yq, rh and i r assigned to hang up a banner at the facade of the home. had fun and did stupid stuff. then, hung a &lt;em&gt;'merry christmas'&lt;/em&gt; letterings on the entryway. den, fixed a droopy spider-decor in the reception. did a lot of brainstorming and tried to make-do w wat we haf. i MUZ admit my mind is rusty. haiz... budden, 3 engin guys, all diff fields, all as helpless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;den, went to hang our own banner. spent 1.5 hrs doing dat, trying different ways to hang it, cos we're given a big, blank pc of wall. the staff said they dun mind us nailing the wall, but we felt so bad cos it was a newly-painted/built wall. end up we still had to nail hooks into the wall to hang our banner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;well, i HOPE it wun drop off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;slacked ard after dat in the music rm where we did the banner. dunno y, cos we were obviously done w the washing up and cleaning up, and were juz rotting away, eating choco the csl vol gave us. haiz... den, went to haf dinner w amanda, zin and rh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;eh... considering my AS nature, i wouldn't want to go in dat situation (maebe more ppl will b better). but zin and amanda asked me b4 they asked other ppl, so w/o any pts of ref, as in noeing who was going, i said yes (can't really b showing my AS nature dat outwardly bah...). haiz... it turned out ok lah, but got a lot of awkward silence revolving ard me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it was unlike last sat, when i can tok to epl non-stop, cos we knew each other b4hand and spoke to each other fluently for some time liaoz. for the 3 of them, i din really spoke to them enuf b4 to b able to prevent awkward silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... and the gals did comment dat i was AS. ha... i'm fine w dat comment. at least it gave me an excuse not to tok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;den, it was home. shucks. all alone w rh, and awkward silence ALL THE WAY. he soon fell asleep on the bus and relieved me of the awkwardness. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;tiring wk, glad dat it's over and i get to relax tmr, the day after tmr... and most of next wk. yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113448301345618014?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113448301345618014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113448301345618014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113448301345618014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113448301345618014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-wanna-blog-cos-so-much-things.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113283793714169360</id><published>2005-11-22T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:46.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;26.5˚C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;add some wind (actually, it's blowing hard...) and it's a perfect, cool morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;blogging from CL again. siaoz... juz went to sh's blog to disturb her, cos i feel like it. lol no lah, juz felt dat v long neva make my presence felt. u noe, zenöv is all round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, decided to go take ic photos later in the forum. for fun. now dat not a lot of ppl, go take. haha... new hairstyle leh, muz take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;exams r so stressful, i behave abnormally normal... cos i dunno wat is normal. aniwaes, went to co op to change $$$ for the photo-taking, but the evil woman say can only change $2 coins, so i went to canteen and ate lunch so dat i could get enuf change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;turn out the bloody machine could receive notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i tot the pix turned out to b nice too, cos well, it's one of the self pix which i was able to judge my expression, etc. the colour quality oso gd; after such a long time dealing w pixels, real photos look real gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;in fact, this photo turned out much better than the digital ones i took in kodak shop, which looked grainy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;happily scanned the photo. alas! my scanner v dirty and scratched...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/ic%20photos%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/ic%20photos%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new ic photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and of cos, my pic is enlarged, so all the nitty gritty details dat r invisible on the small ic-size pic became visible. how my gum showed, how my smile was crooked (which is my signature aniwaes) and how my head looked like it was cut and paste from another photo (w bad photoshop skills). all in all, digitized photos suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yes, not me ok? it's THE digital prob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;btw, the focus is on my NEW hairstyle, it's growing out of style fast, cos of the shaved pt. so muz capture it's fading moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... ok... enuf w photos. my leg hurts now. my ankle. yep... now i c the bad side of nice, cold, rainy weather, dat is, all the old injuries start to show themselves thru aches and pain. ouch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113283793714169360?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113283793714169360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113283793714169360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113283793714169360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113283793714169360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/11/26.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113221045902405727</id><published>2005-11-11T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:46.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reached A Milestone Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;finished going thru the lectures of prog today; specially stayed back in cl beyond stipulated time to finish it. this means i've finally finished catching up w the lectures of all modules, ie. i can start on my revision finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;start the real work of doing sums and qns, going thru tut i've neva done b4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;gotta finish one mkt assignment oso. sianz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;been blogging (drafts) in cl since 9am... now nearly 12pm. shit. aniwaes, gotta clarify some claims made a few days ago. i din get &lt;a href="http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/10/full-marks-for-mkting-presentation-it.html"&gt;full marks only in the mkting presentation&lt;/a&gt; while i'm in nus. cos i recalled dat i got &lt;a href="http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/07/results.html"&gt;full marks too for my Understanding Universe during special term&lt;/a&gt;, mid-term test. yup... dunno if dis rings gd news or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;sat in nus is rather peaceful, not much crowd. issit gd? i dunno. gonna go home after drafting my mkting assgnment. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113221045902405727?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113221045902405727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113221045902405727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113221045902405727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113221045902405727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/11/reached-milestone-today-finished-going.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113146094468948844</id><published>2005-11-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:46.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Frens I've Known Dis Sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;realized i haven't been blogging abt something abt my sch life, sth i wanted to share all this time but end up din. aniwaes, dis gonna b a long and draggy description abt ppl i got to noe (in engin) dis sem. i haf a pic of my classroom for ee2005, the Die Die Die room in E4-04-04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/ee%202005%20tut%20rm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/ee%202005%20tut%20rm.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die die die: E4-04-04, EE2005 tutorial rm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i knew a new fren (dinno a single fren last sem, apart from ppl i knew from proj, ie. frens = ppl i knew by juz being w them, and not out of obligation to tok) called chee wee. oh yar... name sound like &lt;a href="http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-i-haf-to-throw-punch.html"&gt;the Jerk&lt;/a&gt;, but he isn't. confirm plus chop. even if The Jerk had undergone plastic surgery, he muz haf undergone personality change too. maebe a knock on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seems like a lot of ppl like to call themselves zhiwei. rem the guy who went to DB cos of me indirectly? ho chee wai == he zhi wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was from from ee2005. sits on my rite. v helpful guy. either he din realize i was making use of him to catch up w the lect i missed, or he is a VERY nice guy. too bad i'm not gd enuf to help him in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my left was dis Loo guy. as at time of print, i'm still trying to find out his name. u see, i'm intrigued by him. yes, he was gd-looking, and had a nice bod, but he has a weird voice also. everytime he was called to ans qn, my heart cringed. (i noe, i haf squeaky voice too, but i dun hear myself mah...) and even tho his handwriting was gd, he dun seem to b catching up in studies too, from the replies he made to the tutor. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... cos he looked v perfect on the outside, i couldn't make myself to start tokking to him. u see, i become a &lt;em&gt;hum-ji&lt;/em&gt; when i see guys more well-endowed (juz found out from oxford dict dat 'endowed' means w permanent income, not wat i tot it meant: blessed w better (physical) qualities) than me, cos well, i feel inferior. it's like a peasant tokking to a king. given the choice, i will not want to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digress:&lt;em&gt; it was the same w me and chee wee too. cos he's TALL, u see. we dun greet each other (and still dun... dunno y. it's a culture we developed) and started tokking by asking each other tutorial qns (we still dun tok much other than dat).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, so i was afraid to start a conversation, which mite make me seem &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt;. but he dun seem to reject me leh, else he would haf seated himself elsewhere (PERHAPS cos seats r limited, and/or perhaps he din wan to sit w the PRCs, which makes us like-minded ppl. ha...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAR, the 3 of us sit in the last row, only the 3 of us, all locals. unfortunately, the tutor LOVES to start asking qns from the back. but frankly speaking, i learn a lot from dis, and was kept alert for all tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime he signs attendance, i try to see wat his name is (like me, he dun label his tutorials and papers). the most i've seen was dat he was Loo. next time, i will implore the attendance list and solve the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess his great bod comes from dragon-boat related activities bah. cos he came in one day carrying an oar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, another guy i've known, but only tokked recently is called seow zhen liang. shd b local, or malaysian. he attends the same 2 tut w me, ee2004 and ee2005. but cos he sits w the PRCs at the start of the sem and looked like a mugger, i din &lt;strike&gt;bother&lt;/strike&gt; get to interact w him much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few wks back, he &lt;em&gt;pontang&lt;/em&gt; ee2004 cls and after dat, he became late-coming and started sitting w me in ee2004 in the 'late-comer's corner'. dat was when we started to tok. juz from the past tut, i found out dat he has been pontanging lect too (asked him where the lect ended and he dinno). he hasn't been doing his tut too, and was struggling like me for the cls quizzes at the start of each lesson. dunno y. i see myself in him: ON at the start of sem, slack now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den another is called haojie, whom i got to noe from my labs. dunno y. lab sessions r bidded individually, dat is, we dun belong to a fixed 'lab gp', but there were 3 of us who were in the same gp for both labs. dunno y. so dis guy who sat w me in the 1st ee2005 lab sat w me in the 2nd lab session. he v easy-going, those kind who act a little ah beng, but is super frenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other guy, i dunno his name. but he also quite gd-looking (&lt;em&gt;DROOLz, &lt;/em&gt;now understand y i flunk dis sem? can't concentrate in cls...). okok... he acted like a loner. u see, haojie has a fren who will come from the other lab to &lt;em&gt;kajiao&lt;/em&gt; him in the midst of lab, like the PRCs who haf a network of their own. but dis guy, was like me, loner. i saw him on few other occasions in campus also all by himself. one thing i'm impressed was dat he looked all comfortable at the idea of being alone, whereas i'm all uneasy abt being by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, there is actually a gp of indians (nationale) who are in the same 3 tut gps as me, the additional one being prog. but, like all foreigners, they haf their own social click and r self-sufficient. u see, their gang is like 7-ppl strong. quite big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for mkt, there's my gp members. they're all i knew. frankly speaking, for the 2 assignments dat we did, i feel v sucky. i feel we're all so sucky. but cos i gave up dis sem oredi, i made no xtra effort to try to rite the wrong. went along juz as long as i dun fail can oredi. as i mentioned earlier dis sem, they're all in their final yrs, but they dun seem like they r, professionally. i dunno, since my feelings for them r -ve, and subjectively, i dun wanna criticise them as if they did me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note* the above comments was made b4 the &lt;a href="http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/10/full-marks-for-mkting-presentation-it.html"&gt;2nd presentation which we got full marks&lt;/a&gt;. still, it reflected how bad i felt b4 dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha... finally. yay! a gd conclusion to my sem. the most lousy sem so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;p/s: as at 4 Nov, i've known the name of the Loo guy as Kok Wee. turned out dat i was &lt;em&gt;left-wee-ed and rite-wee-ed, everywhere wee-wee&lt;/em&gt;... okok... juz pretend u din see the italics if u tink they're NOT farnie. and yar, i'm so sorrie it's mostly guys i'm describing, cos gals r RARE in EE, and the onli ones r PRCs (which was y i din say gals r &lt;em&gt;GEMS&lt;/em&gt; in EE). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written: 29 Oct 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113146094468948844?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113146094468948844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113146094468948844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113146094468948844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113146094468948844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/11/frens-ive-known-dis-sem-realized-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113076597316004721</id><published>2005-10-31T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:45.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full Marks For Mkting Presentation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it has been a long time since i've gotten full marks for sth, not juz in my nus life. there seemed to haf signs of me being the Man-Behind-The-Success, and at the same time, environmental factors seemed to b prominent. i dunno which is true but hope dat it was really cos of me, cos well, dat makes me feel better. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;u see, i was terribly disappointed w our 1st presentation, tho i din voice out. getting 8/10 was bad enuf, considering dat dat was the lowest grades our tut gp had. we were on the wrong track rite from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;we din mit up till the very last moment, consolidating our work thru e-mails and msn meetings. i wun say they were the ones in the wrong, cos there was a day when i went to J8 to see sammi and pushed the meeting back. we settled w a mediocre presentation where we will stand out one by one to present the parts we did in a can't-b-anymore-conventional conventional way. the slides were, well, not wat i will produce, but presentable. u noe, those slides w words dat makes up an essay in a single slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, i was very afraid dat history would repeat itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and having no news of meeting up to consolidate our stuff and no hints of discussing wat we shd do for our presentation, i was really worried dat the others had not learnt their mistakes, esp after the other gps had come up w entertaining presentations and got high grades for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;so when we finally did mit, i pushed for a skit-presentation. which they somewhat agreed to it. which they asked me to do the slides. tho i'm unwilling (&lt;em&gt;work to do??&lt;/em&gt;), i was hopeful dat i could come up w something interesting, the way i came up w the slides for my McDonald's Mkting Strategy Project back in J2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yeah, &lt;em&gt;mkting strategy of mac&lt;/em&gt;. and noe wat, our &lt;em&gt;mkting&lt;/em&gt; assignment dis afternoon was investigating price-bundling of &lt;em&gt;KFC and BK&lt;/em&gt;. somehow, history &lt;strong&gt;DID&lt;/strong&gt; repeat and somewhat in my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;so i came up w the slides (as usual, took abt 6 hrs) and was quite satisfied w it. at least it was up to my standard, my standard of a presentation dat brings pts across and yet is not dat boring. yup, if i had put in the same effort i did for mac's, which i designed the slides' background myself, i would haf been even more satisfied w myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;budden, i was quite half-hearted in putting 100% effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;also, my slides were changed slightly cos someone tot the background looked ugly, which i on the contrary tot was classy esp w the font and colour and shadow. however, i do tink dat dat format will not b eye-frenly tho. aniwaes, i'd still keep &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; ver of the slides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and turned out dat i din do my pt well in remembering my lines (even tho i was the one writing the script) and was stuttering thru the presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup, even tho i tot my slides and idea was gd enuf (in my standards) and possibly helped us get full marks, the others did their parts also by coming earlier dis morn to practice and tally pts, or to skip lessons (me) or meetings. well, how touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it was a combination of various factors bah. but somehow, i wanna insist dat it was my persistence dat got us here, my persistence of a change and persistence of having my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup, cos dis is MY BLOG, and i'm ALIMIGHTY zenöv. of cos i'm the one to b in the limelight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;HAIL zenöv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113076597316004721?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113076597316004721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=113076597316004721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113076597316004721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/113076597316004721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/10/full-marks-for-mkting-presentation-it.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-113051310768572411</id><published>2005-10-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:45.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Kid This Wk's Called Roger, I Paid $7 For A Stinky CSC T-shirt, All My Sunflowers Died &amp;amp; It's A Bloody Thunderstorm Out There&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;As above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;waha!!! u tink the tokkative me will juz end w a title meh?! i'd rather spend time blogging than writing reports. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, went for the last session of the sem for CSL. and finally, i got a boy (NO punt intended. i'm no paedophile...), a v gd boy called roger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;like all kids, he din like to do his work (now, dat sounds like ME), but he was more easily coerced into doing work. reminds me of my younger days. end up he was the only kid i took who finished 1 whole paper in 1.5hrs. add in a bit of &lt;strike&gt;dirty&lt;/strike&gt; jokes session. eh... i v gd ok. HE was the one telling me the jokes. cos there were 2 gals sitting opp us, i too paiseh to tell dirty jokes in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;instead, i told him the one abt 3 guys and a wish, and the 3 soldiers on the helicopter. well, his rxn was rather gd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i muz say now i understand y no one liked to listen to me tell stories/jokes when i was a kid. listening out for the punchline was an uphill task. 1st, kids do not haf a proper train of tots, no conscious effort to make sure their sentences r complete and misses out a lot of details. most of the time, i was laughing to entertain him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;applause for 2005 Best Male Actor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;but he managed to gif one farnie one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;y did the ppl who went into the elevator w a boxer end up in coma when the boxer exits on his destination floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;cos the lift goes 'Ding!' every time its door opens and closes, and the boxer mistook it as the bell in the boxing ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;well, the joke was farnier w roger performing axn+sound effect "Tching! Tching! Tching!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;as i said, 2 gals were sitting opp me. one was a vol, the old gal, and another her kid. i dunno y, gal-kids are fond of making fun of me/laughing at the sight of me. then the gal blurted out, "kor kor botak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yar... my heart went "Tching! Tching! Tching!" and shattered onto the floor. shucks... kids rarely lie. damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;as for the stupid T-shirt, haiz... rh handed me the t-shirt w the advice of washing it. i tot it was cos the colour will come off/shirt will shrink, so muz wash 1st. and out of habit, i took a deep sniff at the new object in my hand and nearly died in csl. amazingly, roger din find the shirt smelly. so i was like suan-ing him dat his pillow had the same smell, which was y he din find the smell revolting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh yar, and my sunflowers died, actually last wk. of all the 5 seeds i planted, only 3 grew into saplings. 1 died soon after growth. the 2nd one followed soon. the last one endured till last wk. i dunno y they died. overcrowding? lack of sunlight? some stupid bird pecked at it (which i assumed was the cause of death for the 1st, cos one day the sapling was nipped at the stem and bent into half, the next day, it was totally missing)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;ooohhh... and lastly, the storm out there. my... the lightning like free like dat, shoot here shoot there. v SCARY. bleah...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-113051310768572411?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/113051310768572411/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHunkie Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;guess hafta slap my mouth and take back &lt;a href="http://zenovintimate.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-fillers-er-hem.html"&gt;wat i said earlier in the day&lt;/a&gt;. been seeing ogle-licious guys rite from the west-bound train, to 96 (2 at a go!!!), in my lab session (slutty enuf to desire to noe his name, but din in the end, cos i've got something called CHASTE), in the late afternoon and evening. so much so dat while on lrt back home, saw dis hunky father half-naked in his home opp the lrt station. haiz... some ppl born voyeurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, in explanation for the unusually hi rate of sightings, i suppose gd-looking guys r lazy... dat's y they wake up late and go to sch at 1pm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112913355809653244?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112913355809653244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112913355809653244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112913355809653244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112913355809653244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/10/chunkie-day-guess-hafta-slap-my-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112913326940360977</id><published>2005-10-10T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:45.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This Sem's Goner...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;rem the sat w 2 tests? prog sucked while electronics r ok? well... electronics results r out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;u see, i was so hopeful... and as usual, being hopeful is detrimental to my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;out of the 200+ students, only 30+ got 70% and below. yep, ME in dat range. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;C? or FAIL??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;prog was no better. did only q1... went thru the qns in tut juz now. no hope. i was in totally different direction. where they wanted STL, i gave linked lists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;looks like hafta retake my modules next sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;guess dis will b the 1st time i'll flunk a whole sem of efforts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;bye bye SEP. and perhaps IA... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~ SMILE ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112913326940360977?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112913326940360977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112913326940360977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112913326940360977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112913326940360977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-sems-goner.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112814706790262311</id><published>2005-09-26T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:44.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wkend Recap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;super sianz waiting for the time to come for my prog tut... seeing the dreaded faces and hearing their dreaded accents again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;once again, if i had wanted to study in a chinese sch, i would haf gone to prc or taiwan. but it's useless grumbling here, yar? cos ppl who tink they r doing things rite will always tink they r doing things rite, vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, had a busy sat, or rather, dreaded sat, not cos i had to see those dreaded faces (this was a reason, cos everyone was present), but cos i had 2 tests in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;1st out in the morn was prog, of which, there were 2 lect which i din even touch (much less study). cos i noe it will take up too much precious time (5hrs per set of lect notes juz to understand wtf it's tokking abt, u tink leh?) which can b allocated to studying electronics, which was in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;so it tutrned out as expected, 2 qns, 40% and 60%. i could barely complete the 1st qn, and knew nuts abt the 2nd, cos it covered the lect i skipped. damn. i happily devoted the whole of 1hr 15 min to solving the 1st qn. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and i tot i was done for the 2nd quiz, which i wasn't esp confident, cos i din even try ONE single qn from the txtbk; juz re-did the tut qns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;THANKFULLY, the 1st qn was a Prove and Derive type, where i can verify whether i did my calculations correctly (which i did) and the 1nd qn was one from the tut, w the variables amended, which i onli completed 15min b4 the quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i haf my water bottle to thank for. i had wanted to skip the qn and went to fill my bottle. b4 setting off for the quiz, but i found dat i 4got to bring my bottle to sch and saved myself the trip, and the qn for the quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;was so happy, was wondering if lb went smoothly. hmmm... walked to bus stop and actually twisted my ankle again for no reason. i mean, i was WALKING, not running, skipping or even fast-walking. haiz... an injured limb will always gif trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and tok abt lb, i was actually rather upset at not being able to go. to tell the truth, i had a hard time getting accustomed to going out on a sat for an activity at 1st. juz when i got into the momentum, some darn test had to break it. and esp when it was maf celebration last sat, it meant dat i mite haf the chance to interact more w volunteers i dun get to interact during normal visits, like... someone. hmmm... hee... ha... oh no, giving myself away. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;next wk no visit, i may haf a leisure day, or find some alternative. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112814706790262311?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112814706790262311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112814706790262311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112814706790262311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112814706790262311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/09/wkend-recapsuper-sianz-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112764287936156386</id><published>2005-09-21T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:44.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;New Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;met up w the biz cell in the afternoon. it sound interesting, and i hope it does. the idea of persuading strangers to buy my idea does put me off, but i hope to level-up from the experience. u noe, juz like selling vinegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then went for lindy hop in the evening. 1st lesson, v awkward. esp when i was the only person w/o frens. besides, the pretty gals all came w their bf (some of whom looks delicious, ~slurp~!). but i was still a bit indignant. shdn't all couples b in the form of Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast?? hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;luckily, lindy hop is a couple dance, and not all gps dat came r couples. besides, we change partners during the whole of the session. nice, maebe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;my 1st partner was an indian (or something liddat, she's dark-skinned). but i found her to b the most liberal and clean, perhaos cos it was only the start of session and no one was sweating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;changed a lot of partners. realized dat pretty gals r not all they seem to b. some have clammy hands, some haf 2 left feet (cannot find fault w them, cos i haf 2 left feet myself) and some juz smell like they'd worked in the landfill for the past decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, i bet many of them found faults w me, but these r juz tots dat we'll neva share w each other. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112764287936156386?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112764287936156386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112764287936156386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112764287936156386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112764287936156386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-tuesday-met-up-w-biz-cell-in.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112713586033267565</id><published>2005-09-18T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Full Saturday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;started the day w breakfast w fred, jan and liangyu (by alphabetical order lol). i was early which, i guess, was the downside of living far away from city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast was at delifrance, great world, cos tbp, where we met, doesn't haf the breakfast buffet thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, BUFFET for &lt;em&gt;BREAKFAST&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffed ourselves w the limited pastries available. tho limited, we ate to our limit and actually overtook the stuff (last min kiasu-ism)... in order not to waste food, we &lt;strike&gt;smuggled&lt;/strike&gt; da bao the remaining food for fred to bring to Touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then, accompanied jan to tamp home, a tranquil place juz a fence away from the busy pasir panjang rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;cos i dun really noe how to react to the residents in a way i tot wld b appropriate, i was only politely smiling all the time (partly cos i dun understand wat they were saying...). and besides, they were in their world most of the time (and when they do, i became invisible), and i admit dat i caught the sleeping bug while accompanying them doing their art and craft work (by which they jumped into their world).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i agree dat it was really a heartfelt experience to b seeing ppl who r so easily satisfied, who dun seem to b bothered by the worries of the world (i dunno if they haf their temper/depression, but at least there was no expression of such during my visit). but cos i belong to a diff world, i muz face my own stress/competition, i guess it will b difficult for me to try to live a life w desires as easily satisfied as them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;lingered ard after arts and craft, partly cos i din wan to leave alone (ie, waiting for jan... ha...). realized dat there were a lot of 1st yr ppl (like lb). i wonder where the seniors r. or do the 1st yrs disappear in the 2nd sem too?? hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and btw, jan intro-ed me a v beautiful gal (which i dunno y, as if she's unattached...). but i muz say jan's taste (and the ppl of csc, cos according to her, she was unanimously agreed to b beautiful) was v diff from mine. no, i dun tink i like &lt;strike&gt;bulging&lt;/strike&gt; anime-big eyes. on the way to tamp home, i was so scared dat Sun Wukong would appear and kill all of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... midterm break is here. time for me to slack OFFICIALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112713586033267565?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112713586033267565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112713586033267565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112713586033267565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112713586033267565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/09/full-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112641621690157402</id><published>2005-09-09T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:43.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Good Times, Bad Times&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it's farnie how emotions can fluctuate within a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BAD TIMES --&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woke up feeling super dreaded at the dismay tot dat my cs lab still could not b submitted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD TIMES ++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rushed to sch, read factiva and found dat my singtel shares opened at a v favourable price. but decided to hold on cos the guys at BT said so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BAD TIMES -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;skipped lect and went for tut, and had a v sweat-breaking time while waiting for the tutor. y?? well, it's 3rd tutorial &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;==&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we're at tutorial3 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;==&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the contents of t#3 was already covered&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; ==&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i DIE, cos i haven't covered the topics by myself after skipping 1wk of lects... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;==&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'm gonna die 2nd time, cos the same thing goes for the other EE tutorial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD TIMES ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tut came in and he continued from where he left from t#2... the same goes for the other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BAD TIMES --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; realized dat my korean tutor (from the 2nd tut) was a sucker. he tot he was clever and his bad english turned me off several times over. his curly hair too... his smirk, his orh-biang clothes... and his FAVOURITISM, or rather, discrimination over locals (which i est to b 2/20 ppl). i guess he was jealous dat i'm better-looking than him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD TIMES ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my other tutor was really charismatic. i wonder if he's gay. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BAD TIMES -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but the PRCs in my tuts suck big time, tho they suck smaller time than my korean tutor. there were 2 of them w curly hair (&lt;em&gt;WAT's&lt;/em&gt; w the craze over guys w &lt;em&gt;curly hair?!?!&lt;/em&gt;), T-shirt dat came w some goodie bag FROM CHINA, dat was tucked into their high-waist jeans. they wore goggles as their spectacles and tried v hard to speak english w an accent, a BEIJING ACCENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;p/s: i ran out of lect halfway thru last fri (&amp;amp; neva attended a single lect dis wk) cos i was terribly irritated w the cheena-chatter in the LT. i HATE it. i est 60% of the EE dept comes from PRC. 20% from INDIA and 10% from KOREA. 5% from malaysia and 5% from &lt;em&gt;OTHERS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD TIMES ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mood picked up from the magazine saleswoman in the forum. went to subscribe Discover, which comes w a free complimentary copy. but i wanted the Aug issue as a complimentary cos i missed it last mth, and the woman promised to help me find one. and she gave me the free Sept issue all the same. okok... let's hope she keeps her word and find the aug one for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BAD TIMES --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dinner was late. well, i felt more lonely than hungry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD TIMES ++ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had mango yogurt made w big chunks of fresh and sweet mango... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;BED TIMES --&lt;/span&gt; yup, it's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112641621690157402?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112641621690157402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112641621690157402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112641621690157402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112641621690157402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-times-bad-times-its-farnie-how.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112641613177485650</id><published>2005-09-08T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:43.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Hate PROGRAMMING!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;spent &gt;12hrs on a 2hr lab... and i can't even get it compiled. and the suckers in SoC came up w this prgram dat only takes in programs dat can b compiled ==&gt; i can't submit my lab, unlike last yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;shit shit shit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;giving up this part of CA... dun even noe wat %, cos they din announce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;fuck SoC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;fuck programming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112641613177485650?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112641613177485650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112641613177485650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112641613177485650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112641613177485650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-hate-programming-i-cant-submit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112641604230093450</id><published>2005-09-07T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:43.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ED1...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i tot my last lab was bad enuf. dis time, it's worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;1st, i arrived on the dot, sweating and panting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then i had to do my exp w a PRC, who, well, was later than me. thank gdness dat she was eating chewing gum and she smelled fruity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i dunno whether she's faking blur or wat, but she seemed so clueless all the while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then the exp was so difficult. i dun even noe wat to make of it... well, i meant the analysis part... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;v bad... 1st time i submitted early, cos i was clueless as to wat to ans... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;budden, received gd news, the result of my last cs lab. well, the 1st pt dat i submitted. haha... actually got more than 50%. but, i couldn't even submit pt2, so it's 0 for dat... shd i b happy or wat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;p/s: oh... and 4got to mention dat i joined the poems challenge... not dat i wanna win sth, juz dat i tot dis virtual game, w no risk, can help me better understand and appreciate the workings of stocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, i've started to get the hang of it and in fact, addicted to it. now i noe how to pay attn to news to pick out opportunities and risks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;in short, made $1254.11 for the past wk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;but i wonder, if it were real $$, wld i haf the guts to do the investment?? will i haf the capital in the 1st place?? hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112641604230093450?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112641604230093450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112641604230093450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112641604230093450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112641604230093450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/09/ed1.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112489505179952540</id><published>2005-08-24T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:40.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;(Almost) a Full Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;well, as mentioned prev, i went to sch quite early today, partly cos if some mis-calculation of timing... haha... reached sch 30min earlier. aniwaes, dis is a lab day... after cs lab, went for ee2005 lab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;a most horrifying lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;there has neva been a time when connecting wires could make me go gaga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;1st, let me introduce the BREAD BOARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/breadboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/breadboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of holes in the size of a tv remote... imagine having to poke various wires into the thinly-spaced holes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it's the size of a TV remote, meant for the prototypes of electronic circuits. ie, electricians use it to test their circuit layouts b4 implementing them; students use them cos the sch dun wanna waste precious $$$ on circuit boards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, the circuit was complicated and the breadboard hard to manipulate. i was so fed up w using a pair of pliers dat i heck care and used my bare hands instead... w/o even switching of the power supply (4got lah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and guess wat. there is another type of graph paper in the world called semi-log graph paper. the sizes of the squares fluctuate like a sine curve. but i haven't used it, cos we haf 3 days to submit our report. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;at the end of the lab, i was so mentally exhausted... but i muz also say dat it was a v satisfying session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i mean, i neva really explored the uses of the CRO or multimeter. and the lab technicians were so 'liberated' dat they told us to play w the machines in wateva ways we liked, to explore. i mean, in the past, we couldn't even use a voltmeter cos it's ex... not to say PLAY w it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then, i prefer labs than tutorials, cos i get to TOK to fellow coursemates. u noe... in tut, muz pay attn to the tutors, and i really haf nothing to say/ask the ppl ard me, and i haf no frens in EE. but in lab, it's different. there were soo... many things i dunno, so i hafta ask, we hafta discuss. we're free to crap ard and compare our measurements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup... but basically, it's interactions amongst the locals. haiz... the PRCs too strong liaoz. they finished their experiments b4 we even haf an idea wat a breadboard is, not to say compare results w them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and i enjoyed dat, really. cos labs were allocated, not everyone has frens in the lab, so few ppl stick to their frens and sideline other ppl. yup, a tiring but nice lab session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then i dunno y. my lab ended at 5pm, but i only managed to board a bus at 6.20pm. end up reached home at 7.45pm. v tired. stand in the mrt all they way, can't catch 40 winks. haiz... tmr STILL got morning lect. bleah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112489505179952540?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112489505179952540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112489505179952540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489505179952540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489505179952540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/08/almost-full-day-well-as-mentioned-prev.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112489581832210811</id><published>2005-08-24T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:42.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Waiting...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;waha... 'tis not a sentimental entry. juz dat i'm in s15 lab waiting for my prog lab to start. lalala... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;lab's starting and i couldn't log in to the coursemarker system. i dunno wat the qn is (but it's liddat for 1101) and i'm hoping fervently dat the TA will b as gd as last yr's... best if it's still him... dun graduate pls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;sometimes, it's really the TAs, who r graduates, who r really kind to students. those profs and such either haf an aura abt them dat says 'Keep Off!!!' or dat their attitudes scream 'shdn't u understand?!', be it intentional or not. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;still waiting... hope i'm not in the wrong rm... hope there's only 1 rm 213 in s15 =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;whoa!!! the TA is a squeaky guy who looked like a jc kid more than a TA... haha... and there's a super suave guy sitting in front of me... wahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112489581832210811?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112489581832210811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112489581832210811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489581832210811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489581832210811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/08/waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112489572446274646</id><published>2005-08-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:42.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;101th Reason to Hate CS1102C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;prog itself is a stupid module, esp for ppl like me who make no head or tail of prog lang... and there was nothing to inspire my learning at all... esp w irritating lecturers and tutors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i dunno y... the whole of SoC seemed to b flooded w PRC staff. end up they all tok the same. dis is how my lecturer toks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;(1st, let us define 'a' to b pronounced as it is in 'a person')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;good-a morning. can the students-a who come late-a pls-a settle down-a quickly. we have-a a webcast-A and-a it-a will b funny to have-a me stop-a at-a a slide-a for a long time. ok... last-a wk we stopped-a at-a defining class-a. today we will continue to discuss-a ADT-a. ADT-a is not-a the same-a as-a data structure. and-a using ADT-a with-a C plah plah(++) is much-a better than-a using C language-a. i will show u later with-a a few examples-a.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;imagine dat for the next 2 hrs... AFTER 3 hrs of lect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;budden, he's considered gd compered to my tutor last yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u can only enter a loop-a when u're expression-a is true-a. true-a. if-a ur expression is not-a correct-a, the compiler will skip-a the while loop-a and-a go to the next-a command-a after the loop-a. loop-a. and-a, ur loop-a must-a b false-a eventually ah, eventually. else-a, ur loop-a will go on-a forever-a and-a ur program-a will get-a run-time-a error message-a. message-a. u can also-a include-a a function-a inside-a while loop-a. loop-a. and-a u can include-a a function-a inside-a a function-a. a function-a.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;they keep driving me crazy w their speaking problems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and my current tutor is no better, but at least he did it out of concern. the prob w him is dat he repeats the same concept 4-5 times in different ways. i dunno if he's too old dat he 4got he explained dat b4, or he was really catering to the different types of students (ermz... WAT different type? only PRC and OTHERS wat... 2 major gps...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;45min tutorial, he spent 30 min on explaining wat a 'stream' is... and the next 15 min on a simple qn w a i-dunno-y-it's-liddat model ans. woke up early to do a tutorial and attended one dat i found v unsatisfying. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112489572446274646?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112489572446274646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112489572446274646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489572446274646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489572446274646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/08/101th-reason-to-hate-cs1102c-prog.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112489561585193287</id><published>2005-08-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is a Horrifying Sem...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm deadbeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i admit dis is actually the first wk dat i religously go to skool on time... ermz... ok... lessons dat i aim to attend. i skipped the lect on 0830hrs on mon cos i wanted to complete the prog tut due at 1000hrs. eh... WANTED ok... i din c the nid, but i decided to put in effort for dat damn module.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, end up i haf been waking up at 6am in the morning for the past 2 days... and i wanted to watch 康熙来了+完全娱乐. haiz... onli 2 days and i'm puffy-eyed. and 2 orh-bah-kak. really haven't been waking up early for a long time liaoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and i haf 11 more wks to go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;shit shit shit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112489561585193287?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112489561585193287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112489561585193287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489561585193287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489561585193287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-horrifying-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112489532017785661</id><published>2005-08-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:40.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;All The Little Ants On My Nerves~~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(special appended ver.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;darned me waiting in com cen waiting for cors to start. y... no one told me dat they extended last round's bidding to 9am this morning! so the next round starts at 12pm, 2 hrs later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;shucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and while waiting and printing my notes, hafta tahan 两个不讲话就会死的“吉灵仔”。 两只小蚂蚁（黑黑的，瘦瘦干干的。。。），一直讲不停。。。然后又叫了多几只黑蚂蚁来开轰趴， com cen 都变成了夜市(黑黑的巴杀，不是pasar malam）。现在希望他们不会读华文字，要不然就会横死 com cen。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;which reminds me of the buffet outing i had w my family a few sun ago... we were going down to the mrt station at dhoby ghaut to go home, and was turning towards the platform at the rear end of the train (bus interchange at rear end of punggol station mah...)... but my sis stopped and exclaimed loudly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;不要去！那里黑黑的！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;so we u-turned, but alas! the other side oso orh orh one... haiz... nel full of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, crowd's coming in... paiseh to b blogging... haha... better go... for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;CCB...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;ju logged off and went to factiva and read from ST dat 3 men aged 16-22 nabbed for sharing music online... bad news!!! apocalypse for music lovers!!! haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, factiva is one VERY impressive website intro to us in mkt... it's available for all nus students thru library portal. it has ALL the newspapers in its database, rite on the day the newspapers r published... all for free for nus students, cos nus paid the ex license for us... woa... 1st gd thing i find abt nus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;there's something in the world dat's so piggish dat onli someone like me will do -- go for a lecture w/o doublechecking the time and venue. went for a 10am lect at 1400hrs. yup... onli someone like me will do dis kind of thing... rem dat i did dat last yr for my EG1108 oso... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112489532017785661?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112489532017785661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112489532017785661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489532017785661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112489532017785661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-little-ants-on-my-nerves-special.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112383715697611357</id><published>2005-08-11T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:39.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full Day In NUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;din go for mon's lect, overslept yesterday's lect, so i decided to return to skool today to catch up on the 2 lects even tho dis was supposed to be a free day. decided to stay at CL till 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;well, tok abt my hair 1st. had a bad hair day, but amazingly, when i styled it, the effect was even much better than my efforts for the past wk. in addition to dat, i spent even less time dis morning... less than 5 min compared to the 50 min... haha... later dis afternoon, met kf to retrieve my office disc for my laptop and he commented dat my hair looked decent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, was at skool. perhaps dis is the 1st official skool day for most ppl, cos the skool is SWARMING w ppl. so does nus co-op. went to buy newspaper and saw dis big crowd queueing for txtbks. woa kaoz... they not like me, bot all my bks b4hand liaoz, save the trouble man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;ok, cos of my increased vanity, i kept going to the toilet. went in and saw a PRC who, well, dress like a PRC, and he was doing his hair (too) all the time from when i went in to wee-wee till i exit the toilet. the MOST IRRITATING THING was, his hair was like wat guys look like 2mths after bmt w/o trimming the hair. u noe, u usually c ppl toying their hair, at least to make it neat. but his hair dun even look neat AT ALL. it looked like an obergrown lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, returned to the gents 2 hrs later and found the guy STILL DOING HIS OVERGROWN LAWN IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR. and yes, his hair still looked overgrown after 2 hrs of dressing. my god, doesn't he understand dat he shd trim his hair FIRST?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;started to tink of food at 2pm... tots went wandering and frustrated at the stupid prog lect notes dat was so incomprehensible. no, i can't b blamed for not going for the lect, cos i was reading lect 0, which meant lecture b4 1st lect, which meant SELF-STUDY. duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;couldn't settle down and after 2 hrs of distraction, went to mit kf and came home straight. lala... 4hrs b4 schedule. haha... okok... 1st time after 2 mths dat i'll b studying at an increased load again... muz take time to resume to full gear mah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112383715697611357?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112383715697611357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112383715697611357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112383715697611357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112383715697611357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/08/full-day-in-nus-din-go-for-mons-lect.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112185944512453158</id><published>2005-07-18T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:39.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 Core Modules&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;allocated to me... wondering if i hafta bid for other core modules or not. else, this means i can take 2 biz modules dis sem... and still take only 5 modules in all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;my marathon at taka ended yesterday, w lotsa packing and moving. hoho... no signs of my salary yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112185944512453158?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112185944512453158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112185944512453158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185944512453158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185944512453158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/07/3-core-modules-allocated-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112185934137193557</id><published>2005-07-14T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:39.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Results...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i feel a grave responsibility to do an &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;update here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;the results of the test 1 for Understanding Universe is out... yes, the test which i din study for until the morning of D-day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i was the 6 out of 74 students...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full marks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;(cue fireworks and streamers... down comes the shining ball...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;darn!&lt;/em&gt; wat was the sweat for the past 3 sems for??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;the most ironic symbol of all... my slackest term; my most neglected term; my most dejected term. i'm beginning to worry... will i get to retain dat 'edge'? i dun haf the drive to put in any effort for the next test, much less for the term paper. but &lt;em&gt;who noes??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup... maebe if i stop studying next sem, i mite get B+ for computing. haha... it will b a 1.5 grade jump k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and speaking of irony, my mum strikes 4D again after dashing my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;if there's a God, he's a bloody FUCKER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112185934137193557?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112185934137193557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112185934137193557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185934137193557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185934137193557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/07/results.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112185926400020937</id><published>2005-07-13T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:38.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Something Abt NUS Library...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i suppose ALL nus undergrads shd noe abt dis: if ur borrowed item is due and u noe u can't make it to return the book, u can &lt;strong&gt;RENEW THE BK ONLINE&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, juz go online, &lt;em&gt;click click&lt;/em&gt;, and voila! all renewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i din noe abt dat until my bk was 2 days overdue, and i was searching Linc for the overdue fine amt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;okok... ppl, now dat u noe, dun waste $$$ on overdue bks. juz go &lt;em&gt;click click&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112185926400020937?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112185926400020937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112185926400020937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185926400020937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185926400020937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/07/something-abt-nus-library.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112185918379055205</id><published>2005-07-12T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:38.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How Am I Going To Start School?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;all my life i'm thrown to study in an environment i dun like, study subj i haf no idea wat they r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;juz looked at EE's schedule and i want to puke. the schedule is the same as computer engin (it said: schedule for CPE &amp;amp; EE). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it sux. totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;the timetable is in a stupid format dat will probably take days to decipher and the modules look sucky. 1st module on the list was data structure and logarithm -- computing. shit man. how am i gonna pull this off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i hate life. y am i being punished dis way? y can't i get wat i want in life? y can't i get into some form of gd luck for even once?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm gonna flunk dis sem. i knew it. i haf totally no interest in EE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm gonna change fac next sem. sure as hell. i'll go study physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112185918379055205?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112185918379055205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112185918379055205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185918379055205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185918379055205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-am-i-going-to-start-school-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112185887767752599</id><published>2005-07-10T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:38.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cumulative Average Points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;was discussing abt my CAP w fred, cos i received my results slip for term 3. calculate and calculate, concluded dat the results slip was wrong. so asked fred and jan... (of which only fred replied, cos jan was too... tired after a blissful nite out w... CENSORED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i postulated to him dat [(Ave of 2+3) + (Ave of 3+4)]/2 = Ave of (2+3+3+4)]. by using the method of inference, i said dat using term 2's results slip's CAP (which was supposed to b the CAP fpr modules of both Term 1 &amp; 2) and Term 3's results (B &amp;amp; B+), i'd get more than wat is stated in Term 3's results slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i shd provide some background, aniwaes, i dun mind ppl noeing my results for my arse's sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 1: C+ B- B B+ SATISFACTORY CAP: 3.27&lt;br /&gt;Term 2: C C+ B B+ B+ B+ CAP: 3.34&lt;br /&gt;Term 3: B B+ CAP: 3.41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAP is as reflected in results slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... after tinking it thru while bathing, i disproved my theory, cos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[(Ave of 2+3+4)+(Ave of 4+5)]/2 /= Ave of (2+3+4+4+5)/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, fred was rite and i was wrong; i shd add up one by one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dug out my prev results slips (which is how i can list out my results...) and did some calculations... and found out to my horror dat the CAP on all results slip were WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;in fact, if i were to add up the modules one by one and compare it w the CAP, my actual calculations were &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat was the prob?? the logic behind was too much for my intelligence. i even divided by the no of MCs and multiply by 4 (MCs for most modules) and got an even lower result. arghhh... wat was wrong?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, juz found out dat my CAP was improving by 0.7 CONSISTENTLY. am i putting in consistent xtra effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by logic, it shd imply my effort if MORE THAN CONSISTENT. consistence will only apply to CAP dat accounts for the current sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ie, if i were to b putting in consistent xtra effort each sem (tink +ve dy/dx and d2y/dx^2), my results for each sem will b conisistently better than each prev sem. but if my CAP were to b tabulated, each sem's CAP will b increasing at a decreasing rate (+dy/dx, -ve d2y/dx^2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm if u can't catch my balls (i'll b damned if u do *blink*), cos my pt is basically: i shd haf done better during 1st sem. cos of the bad results dat sem, i'm bogged down by having to put in increasingly xtra effort. and not to mention dat the modules r getting increasingly difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks! am i gonna hafta go into 3rd order differentiation?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112185887767752599?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112185887767752599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112185887767752599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185887767752599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112185887767752599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/07/cumulative-average-points-was.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-112013712496521107</id><published>2005-06-16T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Hate Myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;arrrgggghhhh!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i juz gave $0.30 to a bloody old pig to buy a bag of chips and a can of soda... all luxurious goods. but i evaded from those ppl asking for donations for cancer foundation at clementi central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, test day, gd day. tink i did quite ok... dun expect to flunk lah. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-112013712496521107?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/112013712496521107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=112013712496521107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112013712496521107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/112013712496521107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-myself-arrrgggghhhh-i-juz-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111880404075099583</id><published>2005-06-15T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:37.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Toilets In CL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;if u guys haven't been to CL, let me tell u dat the toilets at the journals end of the library has been renovated, complete w see thru doors, automatic-sensor taps and v clean (for the time being) cubicles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;really. i'm impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;tho u mite consider finding a fren to go w u and take turns to enter the toilet (not the cubicle) cos there r no handles on the toilet door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;really, so impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;altho i wonder y they spend the money on sensor taps... really waste of money leh. and the basin reminds me of the old kind of metal urinals still seen in delta pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haha... still, the toilet's really impressive. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111880404075099583?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111880404075099583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111880404075099583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111880404075099583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111880404075099583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-toilets-in-cl-if-u-guys-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111482156065684891</id><published>2005-04-29T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:31.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CL Abandoned&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm bored. STILL dun feel like studying. =P been at the PC terminals since 8.30am. wow! not a lot of ppl... not even at the PC clusters. dat's y i'm blogging w ease. most ppl muz haf had their last paper together yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm getting psychotic liaoz. din feel like blogging at 1st. then saw one person blogging. then i moved to the PC behind him so dat i can c wat he's blgging. then i started to blog myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hiak hiak!&lt;/em&gt; i'm a &lt;strong&gt;stalker.&lt;/strong&gt; physically. actually saw the guy blogging b4 (1 of the ppl i recognize as blogging openly in CL), &amp; searched for his blog but to no avail. &lt;em&gt;shucks!&lt;/em&gt; i wanna c wat he's blgging!! dat's y i'm sitting behind him. BUT I CAN'T C WAT HE'S BLOGGING cos i'm &lt;strong&gt;too far away&lt;/strong&gt;. =P i nid bino...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;somebody help me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;actually, got nothing to blog abt liaoz leh. bpptthhhhh... so sianz. it's not everyday dat i haf something to say. ha! too bad lah... eh... i juz realized dat the &lt;strong&gt;'space' &lt;/strong&gt;key of MY keyboard is diff. the guy typed as if he din use space key, but my space key makes an irritating &lt;em&gt;'tiak! tiak!'&lt;/em&gt; noise instead of &lt;em&gt;'thomp! thomp!'&lt;/em&gt; sound. ie, u can hear the no. of spaces i've included lor. &lt;em&gt;woohoo!!!&lt;/em&gt; great discovery. duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;juz yawned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;awe man!!! so boring. i dun even feel like scolding PRCs. well... they seem to haf vanished into thin air. w/o their presence, i'm not inspired to criticise them. wat's the use of scolding ppl of non-existence? ppl will tink i siaoz to scold air... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... they muz haf returned to china liaoz. &lt;em&gt;woa kaoz!&lt;/em&gt; wat's wrong w dis cheena outpost? they're supposed to stay in s'pore permanently, even after they get their degree cos we freaking hell has been paying to make them stay here. so they shd freaking hell stay put or else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;gosh... i juz realized dat the previous sentence was a v lame threat. or else... &lt;em&gt;wat??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... the &lt;strong&gt;'backspace' &lt;/strong&gt;also makes a unique noise of it's own. it's &lt;em&gt;'tok! tok!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;gosh... the guy post v long blog. his muz b 12 inches from head to end. ;P i muz strive to b longer, with more width &amp; girth. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm amazed. he's looking at his blog from his blog page (not dash board) &amp;amp; he could edit individual words w a pop-up!! how did he do dat?? okok... attn diverted for a while to observe his keystrokes to c if i can learn sth. let's observe a min of silence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hark! it seemed dat he's not like me... everytime got typo. he's reviewing it w/o typing liaoz. shit! dun tell me he's editing it w his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... i'm wondering if there's anybody eyeying at me also, trying to c wat i'm blogging. nah!! no one's at &lt;em&gt;bian tai&lt;/em&gt; as almighty zenöv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;gosh... the guy juz left. no more fun liaoz. no more&lt;em&gt; 'Live'&lt;/em&gt; reporting. shall scan for another target. hmmm... no more handsome guys liaoz. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;it seems tough to b gay, cos the no. of quality guys is LIMITED. perhaps i shd revert back to bisexualism. haha!!! u mean u dinno i was a BISEXUAL??? great, now u noe i WAS. i'm considering to convert to asexualism also. got to noe it from the net. seemed interesting also. gosh! i'm living life w/o sex. i'm a true blue asexual by default! no nid 2 fulfill membership requirements!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... &amp; speaking of cute guys, was at YIH canteen w jan &amp;amp; fred &amp; well... no special sights. bleah! too bad. i guess dat when u're paying special attn to certain stuff, they juz dun live up to ur expectations. OTOH, i c no pretty gals too. (so wat??) ie, gals r not cute even when i lower my expectations. since it's so tough to source for gd quality guys &amp;amp; gals, perhaps i shd seriously consider converting to asexualism. no... becoming monk is out of option. i may not b able to find sex, but i'm still a CARNIVORE. can't expect me to live on leaves &amp; stalks everyday, yar?? i'm pro-VEGGIE ok... &lt;strong&gt;we shd stop cruelty to veggies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... the PC terminal is replaced by dis gal who is... guess wat? BLOGGING. gosh!! it's blog madness. the whole world is infatuated w their own self publications! yup... from the exp of my letter to Today, self publication of ideas is indeed more self-satisfying cos i get to express wateva i want. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*cute guy alert!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;been bioing this guy for quite some time liaoz. he also mugs in ref section. ermz... how does he look like? he looked like a &lt;em&gt;hum sup&lt;/em&gt; monkey &amp;amp; wears a 'smug' look. but i suppose he was born w dat look. so... can't blame him lah. some ppl r oso born w their face shouting: BEAT ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;okok... there's this gal in long sleeves beside me. very cold meh?? aniwaes, she looked like some irritating self-infatuated pompous drag queen. okok... she's NOT dat. i was juz trying to use some adjectives i've seen in mags but was neva able to use it practically. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup... dis set me wondering. will there b another person criticizing how i look &amp; act?? in their blogs? rite from a discreet position where they can c me, but i din c them?? '&lt;em&gt;oh... look at dat silly grin on his face. he muz b self-admiring at his self-assumed superior intellectual powers in his own pathetic blog w a few meagre readers.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;arrrgggghhhhh!!! it's retribution. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;here's some philosophical nonsense, which applies best on me. stuff i hate is stuff i'm afraid to happen to me. which means, i judge ppl w my standard. i tink fatness is bad, so i avoid ppl w even slightly more flesh. i like skinny monkeys. all these explains y i'm so disgusted w my xtra pounds of flesh. i'm afraid i'd become fat &amp;amp; ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;okok... i'm sick of writing dis entry liaoz. doubt anyone will read dis far too. shall divert my attn to my other secret blog. buaiz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111482156065684891?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111482156065684891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111482156065684891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111482156065684891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111482156065684891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/04/cl-abandoned-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111482187475169881</id><published>2005-04-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:31.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Examssssss&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haha... halfway thru exams liaoz. realized dat despite a very relaxed attitude towards exams, i've not really touched on it here. i had wanted to, but the recent attempt to revamp my blog (still at initial stages) prevented me from writing long. even &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/04/anti-prcs-hysteria-pt1the-disgusting.html"&gt;yesterday's one&lt;/a&gt; was half-hearted, cos i was almost dozing off as i typed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... as i've mentioned, this will b long, but light-hearted, i hope. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;had 3 papers liaoz, &lt;em&gt;econs --&gt; phy --&gt; critical writing.&lt;/em&gt; went quite well. in fact, i haf rather high hopes for the 1st 2, provided there r no careless mistakes. shdn't be. most of phy qns involved proving eqns. i managed to prove lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;but not sure for the coming papers. maths &amp; &lt;a href="http://zenovarchives.blogspot.com/2005/04/aggravation-its-juz-not-my-day-today.html"&gt;statics r silent killers&lt;/a&gt;. i haven't touched on genes, so i dunno how i can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;remembered when phy ended, everybody were relaxing liaoz. then saw the paper of dis guy on my left. his calculations &amp;amp; diagrams r soo... neat. mine were scribbles &amp; picasso sketches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then i bio dis guy who was on the 1st guy's left &amp;amp; he had dis quizzical, sth like: &lt;em&gt;wtf? u got time to do so nicely arh??&lt;/em&gt; the guy's expression v farnie, i nearly burst out laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;CTW was ok. no hi hopes. i mean, i juz suck at writing reasonably. dun believe, read my &lt;a href="http://zenovarchives.blogspot.com"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;, all wilful comments lol we were supposed to criticize a speech by a gay who tried to persuade the gay community to stand up to... &lt;em&gt;animal abuse in research.&lt;/em&gt; AMAZINGLY, i wrote within the word limit. well, i really dunno how to do critique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yesterday was warm... so warm. cos i walked from CL to SRC, i was sweating like dunno wat. then there r ppl who wore long sleeves. okok... i noe, he skinny mah, so more vulnerable to elements of weather. then there r ppl who went in, sat down, fanned themselves w the qn booklet and went on to wear sweater. so... &lt;em&gt;were they feeling hot or cold??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;another amazing thing was: while waiting outside, i was standing beside a gp of aunties. they v confident, chatting abt everything but the exams. it was a great contrast w the others lor. i oso dunno wat they studying. critique is abt skills, &amp; there was nothing to memorize. really, i dunno wat they doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... then took back my position paper yesterday oso. managed to steal a peek at the other gps', cos i was the 1st to go collect. my gp got 63%. average in cls. hope so. my tutor said our batch fared worse than last sem's in our 1st critique assnment. maebe 63% is a B liaoz. maebe not. but my gp member actually said: &lt;em&gt;quite ok wat, considering we din put in much effort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i was like: &lt;em&gt;feng liang hua&lt;/em&gt;. frankly speaking, this mark is lower than my 68% for assnment1. i was quite disturbed liaoz. i noe, she got 58% mah, of cse gd for her. &lt;em&gt;bpppthhhhh......!!!&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://zenovarchives.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-i-haf-to-throw-punch_14.html"&gt;they &lt;/a&gt;so lazy to go collect i muz do it for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, after going thru the paper, i was amazed dat when my tutor marked like she's correcting some &lt;em&gt;chao ah beng's&lt;/em&gt; essay (cancel here, cancel there, comments flying all over the pg, underline cross cross...) we still rank middle of the cls. hmm... haiz... hate this kind of situation where i can't gauge my standing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;but considering my average calibre, i dun expect much to come out of my efforts. hi B, yes, A is like 1 in 10. eh... i take 11 modules liaoz, so the A shd b ard the corner =P considering my effort this sem &amp; the results i got from mid term, my forecast is a &lt;em&gt;5% - 15% sem on sem growth&lt;/em&gt;. yup, ppl, u all can start betting. do i: 1&lt;strong&gt;) exceed 2) attain 3) fall below&lt;/strong&gt; this forecast?? &lt;em&gt;hehe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD BLESS ME...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, had been a PR in CL these few wks. met a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;/&lt;em&gt;*time out. kf juz sms me to ask fred n my msn nick. i suppose my guess is correct. the annonymous reader shd be HIM*/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;of interesting ppl. i remembered this gal who was in front of me on sat. she looked v demeanor in the morning. but by evening, her rebonded hair has turned into &lt;em&gt;char bee hoon.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;okok... can't really crack any joke in this entry. feeling lite (wrt to exams), but my mood is rather foul &amp;amp; i feel grouchy (from the &lt;a href="http://zenovarchives.blogspot.com/2005/02/edited-27-feb-2005-in-upholding-spirit.html"&gt;anti-prcs tots&lt;/a&gt;. dunno y, been wanting to &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/04/anti-prcs-hysteria-pt1the-disgusting.html"&gt;scream at them lately&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup, like i had said, din sleep a lot every nite, so as time drags on, my fuel runs low, &amp; as my fuel runs low, there's more internal friction &amp;amp; i get even grouchier. &lt;em&gt;haiz...&lt;/em&gt; was in bed at 11.30pm last nite, but couldn't fall asleep until much later. lol... i wish CL will open at a later time so dat i can sleep into the morning. no nid to wake up so early to go chope my &lt;strong&gt;王位.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;if the PRCs weren't in my motherland, my life &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haf been easier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD CONDEMNS THEM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111482187475169881?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111482187475169881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111482187475169881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111482187475169881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111482187475169881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/04/examssssss-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111504708381083288</id><published>2005-04-20T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:37.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd &lt;em&gt;'Live'&lt;/em&gt; Broadcast from CL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;lalala... completed one of the two discussions of the online experiment. decided to &lt;em&gt;pang seh&lt;/em&gt; the other one dat i'm totally clueless. hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, i'm at terminal 49, at the corner of the cluster beside the multimedia rm. in fact, i'm facing it and watching the tv of someone. she's watching some gross show. bloody, dead ppl, hands stuffing inside body to search for something, blasting of the head at gunpoint... where she got this R21 show i dunno. it was super gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... and someone who dressed like she's going to prom sitting beside me. haha... she not dat pretty baby lah. no chemistry. lol i'm bored. yup... dun feel like studying. feel wasted after the effort in answering the stupid exp. arggghhhh... sianz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;happy MUGGING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111504708381083288?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111504708381083288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111504708381083288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111504708381083288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111504708381083288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/04/2nd-live-broadcast-from-cl-lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111504697073698141</id><published>2005-04-16T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:37.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Heavenly Crash&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;was asleep juz now, from 7pm, when i was awakened by a heart-stopping crash juz below my rm. shucks! not another nightmare, i hope. heard some laughter and ppl walking down the stairs opp my window. seemed like they dropped something. w a crash dat loud, it shd b a suitcase, a loaded one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;these foreign students... it wasn't as if pgp has NO lifts. y muz they carry their luggage up the &lt;em&gt;stairs&lt;/em&gt;? yup, i've seen enuf to conclude dat. and the way they carry their suitcase also. i bet s'poreans drag theirs (gals) or carried them over their shoulders (guys). but these ppl, they hauled it up at chest level, w half of the suitcase over the railing. somemore it's the railing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the building, not into the stairwell. any time they lose grip, it will go crashing down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*jack 'n jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water... *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;well, b4 i slept, i had completed &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da Vinci's Code&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after a 24 hrs marathon. yup, cos my i-net connexion down last nite, i picked up the bk to read and couldn't stop. and i hafta complete it so i can conc on the studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmmm... ever wondered how things around u evolved abt the things u do? u study abt some monopoly stuff in ur recent econs lect and after dat some big news re monopoly popped up in the news? or like after ur frens tokked w u abt this particular stuff, u notice something related pops up everywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haha... juz now, visited &lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and they had decorated the site and their logo nicely w leonardo da vinci's works. dunno y, perhaps it's &lt;em&gt;da vinci wk&lt;/em&gt;. wait... din i juz finished &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da vinci's code&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? and it had a lot of his ref oso. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went to src in the afternoon w jan to place the order for the laptop. 2 frens, 2 kinds of probs. one had settled her differences and the other newsless. now i'm beginning to hope kf is not having some kind of trouble in ntu and none of us is at his disposable range. (a hydrid expression, my invention) and also my love, hope u r alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... sidetrack. saw a lot of cute boys in yih while having lunch today. hmmm... always tot yih was a boring admin place lol. or maebe they're freshies next sem coming for med check up?? hmmm... no pretty babes leh. unless u consider the prc studying at yih canteen 'pretty'... haha... juz realized &lt;strong&gt;handsome&lt;/strong&gt; guys always appear within the vicinities of ugly gals... &lt;em&gt;ER-HEM&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hehe... i SHD settle for a life of bi. wahahah...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... and skipped 2 tut. cos i read &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dvc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; overnite, was so tired i slept and couldn't wake up for the morning cls. and i lied to my fren i played mahjong overnite =P then decided against going for the 2nd one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;btw, jan has told me the whereabts of the SHAWN who sent me the virus. now i haf some sort of resolve to join csc to seek him out and take revenge. did ya say he was in scs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;yup, juz realized also dat shawns, seans, shons... wateva, r always getting me in a mood of distress. the previous sean nearly had me suffer from nervous breakdown w his retard mentality. true. i went to report sick many times cos of him. too stressed out, too bewildered dat there's actually someone in the world, older than me, who tinks like a 10-yr old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;oh... fiy, i was alloted the modules i bid for in special term. now dat i realize, the modules r s.t i haf 2 come back to nus everyday for 2 hrs. hmmm... nice choice. HIGH travel exp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111504697073698141?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111504697073698141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111504697073698141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111504697073698141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111504697073698141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/04/heavenly-crash-was-asleep-juz-now-from.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111501914278666857</id><published>2005-04-07T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:36.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shortakes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;been in a bad state of time management lately, so haven't been able to update the blog like i used to. nvm... aniwaes, will start on this thingy, to keep the daily stuff short and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ie interesting. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday (wed)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;stupid day. oral defense for my ctw position paper. &lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt;. no nid to c the tutor and the &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/04/jerk-upgraded-once-upon-some-time-ago.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretentious Jerk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. yar... and stupid. i was no &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;, so ans all no &lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;qns, which were the most difficult of all. i went thru the other qns mentally on site and decided dat i could gif better ans/defense for the other qns. stupid no. &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went online the nite b4 to check on the online assignment, which was not available yet. and the deadline was like wed. went to lect, saw ppl logging in to do it, so skipped the last lect to do it b4 it closed in an hr's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;found out i read the wrong column. i did this wk's tut oredi. wat i saw was the 'opening' date for the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;then it started to &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/04/big-rain-rain-big-bwahahahaha-essay.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rain heavily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. boy was i glad to skip dat lect, else i would b &lt;em&gt;DRENCHED&lt;/em&gt;. quickly finished my essay and took a shower to sleep thru the &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;rainy weather&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;washed my hair&lt;/span&gt; and blew my plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;decided to go buy some snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;there was a guy in the lift. i was wearing clothes i sleep and was going to the mart a blk away. he wore nike shirt and addidas berms to the laundry in the basement. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;whizzed thru &lt;em&gt;georgie's&lt;/em&gt; and got 2 bags of chips and a soda. met some bloke who asked me y i bought those junk food. i told him: this is how i keep &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN SHAPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;went to pick up the BT at yih and saw some aunties garbbing stacks of it... for wat i dunno. stupid. they spoil market. those papers were for students, not aunties. &lt;em&gt;*bleah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;had breakfast. saw a pathetic woman eating one pathetic egg tart. set me wondering: &lt;em&gt;how enjoyable was dat? &lt;/em&gt;if i were to haf been eating dat to slim down, it would b soo... pathetic. if it was juz the rite portion for my small stomach, it muz b rather fulfilling and enjoyable. mmm... but i'm a greedy pig. i want all of most things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and btw, i tink she was the one i saw reading &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/03/duty-bread-wtf-is-duty-bread-ive-only.html"&gt;'duty bread'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;a mth ago. haha... my doubts were confirmed when she fished out:&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Our Daily Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. woa lao... how much more bread does she want to read??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jasmine&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;walked past the stalls from my seat. took me a while to realize it was her. my... how she changed. haiz... perhaps my memory had transformed her into a beauty leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went to cl, blogged, but gana pressurized by &lt;em&gt;soo..&lt;/em&gt;. many ppl hawking for terminals. i tink 1 guy saw me blog (tho i sat w back against window), and he &lt;em&gt;diao&lt;/em&gt; me 2 times. i yawned back at him '0'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;met &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;qiyan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;at the printers. din tink it was her until she called me. well, this gal looked too slim and naive for the &lt;em&gt;qiyan &lt;/em&gt;i knew. but who noes? haiz... she sounded lonely... no... she din mention anything to suggest dat. juz dat her tone sounded lonely. like me. i guess the guy beside us muz b wondering y the 2 ppl sound so lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;went to bizad canteen for lunch. saw a v&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gal... scantily dressed, super-mini skirt and trendy boots. but she kept pulling at her skirt. haiz... want to wear, dun scared expose lah. she finally turned to look in my direction and i nearly fainted. gosh! a witch! in broad daylite!! i tink at least 1 person saw me jump up. i quickly scooted off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;back at lib... facing 2 fat pigs in my vicinity. not dat i pot calling kettle black, i'm calling them &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blacker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, 1 was a &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/02/edited-27-feb-2005-in-upholding-spirit.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;prc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. haiz... on the table opp, facing me. the other was on my left, a table away. he v disgusting. was wearing hipster-camou-berms dat exposed his non-calvin-klein (ie cheapo) underwear. and of cos w the belly overspilling... i dun wan dat!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;muz &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;diet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then recalled an even more disgusting guy. he wasn't dat fat, but v fleshy. also wear hipster jeans. so hipstery dat his &lt;strong&gt;cleavage&lt;/strong&gt; was spilling over the top of the jeans (he shd b wearing nothing inside bah... else how to show &lt;strong&gt;cleavage&lt;/strong&gt;?). i wonder how many ppl saw it (&lt;em&gt;and puked&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;was even reminded of this guy, quite goodlooking, very tanned and well-built (not bulky, but lean and muscular). in fact, he was wearing a sleeveless shirt -- &lt;strong&gt;tucked in his underwear&lt;/strong&gt;. haiz... wat a turn off. ppl... muz take not hor... such embarrassment can b avoided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;aniwaes, went for a break and was gana caught by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This Gal From RV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. saw her a few times for the past yr, but juz smiled and walked away. she caught me this time to confirm dat i do noe her and y i din say &lt;em&gt;Hi &lt;/em&gt;everytime we met. i was tinking:&lt;em&gt; ermz... i tot i v anti-social one??&lt;/em&gt; hmmm... and she did the worst thing by saying: &lt;em&gt;u r... ye zhanrong rite?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;rite, but i dun remember her name. juz her face. in fact, i rem all of her, dat she was my french clsmate s.t i knew her from sec1. juz dat i 4got her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;on the other hand, she mite not b from rv. cos i dun haf much impression of her &lt;em&gt;IN &lt;/em&gt;rv grounds. juz like i try to picture ppl whom i find familiar in uniforms of hc and rv to c if it rings a bell, i can't fit her into rv uniform. definitely not hc, cos my memory database said: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;CATEGEORY: RV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;tsk tsk... muz try to rem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then recalled some of my wild days in rv. haiz... so happy, even tho everything was screwed up and stressful. yup...went on wondering if i'd b in such a pathetic state as now if i had continued studying french. cos it was after i dropped it dat i began to slack and drift away from studies (this guy called &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/02/kf-at-310105-bash.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;lkf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was also to blame. ask me out everyday...). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haiz... no use crying over spilled milk. no use crying over spilled milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;then saw &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;weini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and her bf beside me table (on the rite). in fact, see her everytime i'm in cl. haiz... mit a lot of ppl today. aniwaes, gotta say it looked like she, a flower, was stuck onto a pile of dung. at least looks wise. i dunno how gd her bf is in other stuff. but... well...&lt;em&gt; inner beauty... inner beauty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;finally realized dat my short takes were short in para, but long as a whole. aw... well, &lt;em&gt;let it be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111501914278666857?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111501914278666857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111501914278666857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111501914278666857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111501914278666857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/04/shortakes-been-in-bad-state-of-time_07.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111501853942015867</id><published>2005-03-29T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:36.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Human Behaviour Pt2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hehe... back to rattle a bit more on this previous &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/03/human-behaviour-its-bullshit-to-say.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;read on Today (guess it's possibly on all papers) dat we saw the economy in feb shrink by 10%. economists say the CNY is to blame. this is really a big proof man. and perhaps cny is the reason y there is 1 more wk this sem???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm bored. later hafta type my ctw and send to serene. =P sianz... i hate ctw, i hate the stupid tutor and my gp members. ok... i hate my tutor more. i really dun understand wat she meant by pointing out the mistakes she pointed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;okok... the pt is: in the past, i was able to understand y my eng teachers corrected my essays. and at times when i dun, i get VERY reasonable explanations. it helped me improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;this ctw tutor, i dunno wat the heck she wants. she has her own standard and she diedie want us to write in her own style and own way. i wonder where she got her degree. look, isn't intro and conclusion a summary of the whole essay? she said dat our intro and concl is TOO brief and we shd elaborate more. ie, write out all the thesis statements in each of the para.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and then she said our heading is too general. we shd elaborate: write the thesis statement as the heading. for headings dat is a collection of several pts, write the thesis statements of ALL pts. stupid. so my thesis statements will appear 5 times in the essay. gimme 5000 words i also no place to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;she's STUPID. really. the worst english/critical tinking teacher i've ever met. i'll definitely bomb her in the survey. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111501853942015867?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111501853942015867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111501853942015867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111501853942015867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111501853942015867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/03/human-behaviour-pt2-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111501447364443564</id><published>2005-03-03T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:35.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Joy of Self Humiliation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;Human is weird. or rather, i'm weird. i'm afraid to malu myself and yet i share my maluating moments w my frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GREAT NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slipped and fell FINALLY at CL toilet, between the sink and the urinals, cos of my friction-free-0.5yr-old-$100-NIKE shoes. suffered slight injuries like twisted wrist, bruised hip and a bruised ego. hmmm... all dat ICCT (see 26th feb entry) din come useful in the moment of surprise. onli remembered to cover my face (which explains my wrist...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fall was actually rather long. 1st, my rite leg slipped, and i tried to balance w my left (usually, i can save myself from the fall by this time), but i continued to slip backward, so i used my rite leg again, which totally slipped, so dat i was down on my rite face (amazing how i ended up on my rite when i started to slip to the back...) spent a gd 2 seconds reminiscing my pain and stood up again. bit my tongue. arrggghhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng, onli 2 guys witness my fall, the other 2 were in the cubicles. to b exact, the 2 also din witness it. one was at the urinal... urinating =P and the other at the mirror admiring his beautiful face. but they turned while i was halfway thru, cos i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy at the mirror was nice, he asked me how i was twice. i guessed he nearly called the ambulance when i din ans him (i was reminiscing from my pain, rem?). after dat, both of them scooted off. i guess they wanted to spare me the embarrasment or go out and haf a gd laf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, after dat, CM came into the gents and din c me (haf i SLIMMED DOWN???). i was too dazed at my accident to call him. aniwaes, i had a great deal of chances to mit him today. wherever i went, he was there. wat a stalker. so i came back to my rm to avoid him (haha...). unless he follows me to my rm =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... then, i shared my exp w kf and xueli the moment i returned to my seat, cos i told them abt the stupid shoes b4. then i told cm wat he missed, then i met fen and told her wat happened. and now i'm sharing my unfortunate incident w my blogfans. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy laughing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111500920927306657</id><published>2005-02-15T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:35.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My 1st Run In 1 Yr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It's really easier to blog than write a critique. no hassle, no citations, no reference to books. i juz SHOOT whateva came to mind. yeah... THIS is intelligence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to say something... or rather, to recall wat i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... woke up at 4 this morning, so i can go jogging at 4.30am. yes... in the dead of the nite, so no one will c me in a miserable state jogging. Amazingly, i met a lot of ppl on the way (excluding the ppl at fong seng, or foo seng, or foo siong... wateva...). a couple (outside pgp), a loner (outside entrepeneurship centre), male customer w female hostess (outside 'pasir panjang inn, now then noe it's really an INN) and a threesome outside KRH (where i finally find heng mui keng terrace, the destination for the new PINK bus). went from pgp to sch of design, then turn to main rd back to KRH and head back to pgp. wanted to run to bv south road one, but considering dat the road will b rather deserted and ppl-less at dat time, and consulting my $1 coin, decided to forgo it. when my stamina increase, i'll run the road in later morning or evening... toady's timing: 29.15 MIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos of the run, i gave up the tue swim (the sky was super cloudy today aniwaes) and a whole range of weights... cos i lazy. haha... also, had to rush dat stupid critique. sianz. slogged it out in the library, 1st time i brought my laptop to lib. cos scared i lost it, i din leave my seat for the time i was in the library. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more to say. it's 7.30pm. better catch some sleep b4 my next run. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111500920927306657?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111500920927306657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111500920927306657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111500920927306657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111500920927306657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-1st-run-in-1-yr-its-really-easier.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111500794421206264</id><published>2005-02-03T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:35.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Food Cravings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;gotta sms jan to call me, but tot will make an entry, fast one, b4 the call. not dat i wanna make any last min amendments (tho i haf... =S), but i had wanted to write something the whole day, and foreseeing dat the call mite b mood-changing, which will change my motive for a blog entry, better put these tots down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i started the day w a great dread. even tho i slept at 11.30pm last nite, still v sleepy when i woke up at 6.30. still, went on w my routine. if i dun step out of the rm by 7.30, the Today at pgp newsstand will b gone. if i dun reach YIH at 7.45am, Business Times will b gone (yup, tue, reached at 8 and there was no BT... =( ) and if i dun reach CL by 8.15, the PC terminals will b kapok by ah tiongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i ate bread b4 i went out, i din want to eat again at arts canteen. well, i was beginning to feel my fats subsiding... but went still, to haf some coffee. had to suppress this urge to eat. wanted to eat ba chor mee, but it was not opened yet (heng... ) when i kept looking over to see if it's opened, i knew i had a serious bout of craving for salt. yes... yesterday ate instant mee and felt it was not enuf even tho i was full. i was craving for the salt. same with today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to CL, couldn't suppress the urge, went to eat fishball noodles. but it wasn't salty enuf, so i was still craving for it after dat. as i was full, i had no choice, but gif up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru CTW lect in the afternoon (dunno y, found today's lect too boring... was feeling v restless), i realized dat i did sth stupid. sent a print job this morning but forgot to print it out. so i went straight out to CL. after printing, i intuitively headed for arts canteen. this time, i yearn to eat chicken pie. yup, craving for dairy stuff. it was so sinful... cos i dunno y, the pie was coated w a thick layer of oil. on my way back to lt7a, went past tong ngyuen, went in and bought another chicken pie (the prev one finished liaoz lah). nearly went into pavillion for a 3rd pie b4 i enter lt7a, if not for my full stomach taking over my cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was tinking of food thru out the maths lect. wat circles. wat 3d curves. wat type A type B regions. i see pies, nuggets, fishballs. tot i'd go buy fries at pgp, b4 my kickboxing. then... on the way to busstop, analyzed my cravings. i mean, i had tot i craved for salt cos my salt level went low (like sugar cravings after NCC camps, cos had low sugar meals everyday then...). but the cravings went from one to another. then i concluded dat i could b depressed, or maybe period has come, dat's y i was quirky all wk. my way to relieve stress was to gorge myself. (stress: very angrified or mildly depressed. cos when i'm super depressed from anxiety, i can even swallow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, din buy fries lah, cos v near to kickboxing. eat some more will vomit. but i tot i'd sleep. budden, for 2 hrs, i was daydreaming on my bed. nothing in particular (as in tinking of -ve stuff), juz wondering wat will happen when i successfully go to US (oh yar... UB sent e-mail. tho it was rather irrelevant to the results of the admission, was still quite excited over it). holidaying after exams. yup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... sms jan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111500794421206264?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111500794421206264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111500794421206264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111500794421206264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111500794421206264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/02/food-cravings-gotta-sms-jan-to-call-me.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111492267185276671</id><published>2005-01-28T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:35.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;More Mundane NUS Rantings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;din blog for a few nites, cos of an initial disoredr of sleeping habit, it has snowballed to every-day fatigue. yup, and w my commitment to wake up early everyday, my sleeping time has been cut short. but nvm, tmr's wkend. hope i can catch some sleep b4 i start work on my tutorial due mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, was on a tight budget this wk in consideration of mth's end. was trying to retain wat little savings i had left (in conjunction w my jan budget...) had a different experience instead. went for academic wk in biz on wed. wanted to go since i received the newsletter last wk, they had asked some big shots from the finance industry to tok abt stockbroking and banking. well, for 'MDs' and 'CEOs', their presentations suck. but they do quite well at q&amp;a. seems like they're better in normal oral defense, rather than their stiff and boring presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, the reception after dat was GOOD. it was sponsored by ke securities, not biz ad... so it was more 'generous'. had fried rice, poh pia, sweet and sour fish, little donuts and cream puffs. well, for someone who has not eaten a single thing (and survived the wed-6-hr-lect-walking-past-science-canteen) for the past 24 hrs, the rather plain fried rice was... DELICOUS. went for 2nd round... 1st time i did for a reception. was tinking, y not? dun let food go to waste. cos there was only fried rice (lots!) and fish left, i filled my plate full of rice and covered half of it w fish and went into a dark corner to savour the food. who noes when i can put food into my mouth again? at least not this wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budden, next day found out dat the rebate from my saf insurance came in, had some cash to spare, but decided to limit it to breakfasts onli. so... thurs, no dinner. aniwaes, had kick-boxing, can't eat b4 it, later vomit. can't eat after, cos will result in zero fat loss. then, this evening, after maths lect, went past engin audi and saw a reception... dat looked good. it had 6 BIG trays and 3 small baskets of food. WOW! went and checked it out. SMA was having presentation. so registered (dat gal told me any student can go in wor...) and it turned out to b a presentation on graduate studies for final yr students. there was a 'breakout' session where the gp spread to diff rms for diff degrees. and there were actually fewer than 20 ppl in total... arggghhhh... the prof had to ask everybody where they come from... in the lift. tried to avoid eye contact, but he kept pressing me for an ans. when i said '1st yr', the whole lifted went 'HUH???!!!'. haiz... then had to act very proud and confident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the yr4 students were so wishy-washy! they wanted to apply, but as MIT's intake was VERY stringent, they kept whining to the prof abt how worried they were, how low their chances were... asking things the prof couldn't ans also. well, if u wanna apply, go for it! let fate takes its toll. haiz... aniwaes, also noticed dat the yr4 guys (potential PhD holders) were so gu-niang. ermz... so was the prof, who was their dept's lecturer. the prof was like ah-fa, sishaying across the rm... and the students were so whiny, gentle-voiced, worrisome, indecisive... typical present-day lin dai yu... haiz... wat happened? EE some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the reception WAS good. i din went thru dat maluation and boring, unrelated tok for nothing! there was butter rice, fried beehoon, curry chicken, steamed fish, fried you-tiao, vege, crab-cake (those like prawn fritters, but is crab), mini poh-pia, cream puff and banana and pandan cakes. WOWOWOW!!!!! cos there were so little participants, and so few ppl ard the place (usually students in the vicinity will kapok some food...), there were still so much food left when i went for 2nd round. there were actually lunchboxes for da bao one... but i shy... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realized dat joining toks w reception haf techniques one. muz join those dat were major events of the dept (not clubs, cos clubs r POOR). acad wk is biz big event, too bad too few ppl went for the GOOD reception. sma is a v small, but impt dept in engin (cos MIT alliance mah...), so definitely haf lots of money to spend. they held 3 toks over 2 mths oredi. haiz... too bad i missed the previous ones... aniwaes, will b on the lookout for more of such lobangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of malu events, sth happened this afternoon. well, engin tut gps were sub-divided into A and B. this afternoon's timetable had consecutive tutorials of phy and statics. but phy tut was split into alternating wks for A and B, while statics tut was for the whole gp. today, my gp need not go for phy. so i went (i WAS on time, the punchline is NOT me going at wrong time...). so saw another tut mate rushing for cls also (we were, however, close to being late). cos the gal walk until very gan-chiong, i also panicked. din c my watch, but tot we shd b late liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked thru the door, got familiar faces and the tutor was there oredi writing on the board. both of us rushed in and apologized, and went to find seats immediately (and i cut the tutor to get to the other side of the rm). then the tutor said: ermz... my cls has not ended yet. this is physics. i was so shocked... wanted to go out from the door on the side of my room, but somehow couldn't open it (imagine trying to open it, but slammed into the unmoving door), so in a panic, i juz kept saying sorry and cut the tutor again. haiz... i din noe it was the other of my tut gp then. was tinking if this was a senior cls or wat, really very maluating! cos by the time i went out, the whole rm was laughing away... LUCKILY, they were juz the other gp, not some seniors... HAIZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling rather stressed lately... looking at the number of tut, online tut, online labs (so much for tech, made it so easy for tutors to desptach assignments online...), and the amt of revision i was behind, i got rather ruffed up lately. really. coupled w my lack of sleep, i've been 'floating' around. even like being kia su when getting food in reception, and taking 2nd round, i din feel paiseh or wat. juz felt dat it's a MUZ-DO; NVM; fill my stomach can oredi; the chances of me seeing these biz ppl/engin seniors (yr4 some more...) again is small. juz do it. can't b bothered. heck care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similarly, saw so many familiar faces (ppl whom i haven't contacted for quite some time, some more is less than 1 metre contact, can't pretend din see) today, but din approach them. neither did they see me. saw daryl, jan and jingwen. yar, onli 3, but i usually see none (save weizhong and pascal in my lect gp lah...). like i msged jingwen, told him: i saw u, u din c me, neither did i call u... can't b bothered -- i told him directly. my subconscious mind has taken over liaoz and it has the capability of being more blunt, but more discerning. yar... usually, when i can't solve a prob, will try to tink of it while closing my eyes to sleep. when i wake up, the soln is in my head. true. but time consuming... can't use it in exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah... crapped too much. need to sleep. gotta wake up early tmr to 'chope pc' at cl. oh, btw, the terminals are all occupied at 8.30am. cos at 8.25 am, there will b this grp of PRC students who will literally stomp/run/chiong into the library to take up the remaining half of the empty terminals. scary but true. they're really terrorising man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111492267185276671?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111492267185276671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111492267185276671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492267185276671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492267185276671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-mundane-nus-rantings-din-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111492203312850089</id><published>2005-01-24T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:34.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mundane Rantings &amp; Some Wierd Logic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;y am i doing here? after 2 wks of slacking, i'm supposed to b slogging out at the CL, doing qns and tutorials. haiz... sat there from 4pm to 5pm, and found dat i couldn't focus. dunno y. was v hungry? but my stomach din growl, onli felt hungry. then went on a struggle to decide whether to spend my last 2 bucks for a proper meal, or use it to buy a loaf of bread. so i was there the whole time comtemplating whether to succemb to my hunger pangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to go buy bread and ice-cream at georgie's. shd come not more than 2.50. but went down, saw the atm, then decided to activate the pin for my debit card. but i din noe how, took some time, then decided not to hog the machine w such a long queue behind. so decided to go yih atm instead. can use the walk. planned to walk back to pgp initially, but got lazy, tot this mite b a gd substitute. read on the net dat climbing stairs for 5 min burns more fats than walking for 30 min at my full speed. so, y not? but of cos, the stairs up to CL then to yih dun take 5 min lah. 1 min finish liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, there was no one at the atm at yih! so i took my own sweet time to finish my stuff. good. taking A1 from here means i dun need to fight to get onto the bus than when i were to b at CL. and then... turned out the bus was super full. nearly couldn't get on it. haiz... wrong speculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at georgie's, found my bread, but concluded dat their ice-cream's not fit for eating. i suppose they haf been lying there for a long time liaoz, cos they do not haf frost on them, but ice dat r centimetres thick. ok... even if it's not spoilt from lying there for so long, i suppose it would b hard and yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, typing. juz realized dat i wrote some long entries previously. hmmm... very long. wonder if this will turn out to b one also? oh... asked jan whether expired bread can b eaten if it's nt mouldy. but she said no, cos the mound cannot b seen. then i was wondering if the mould can b tasted, and so acts as an alarm for me. also wondered how issit dat the mould noes to grow only after expiry date? y not before? hmmm... moulds can b quite intelligent too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more stuff to say. had critical writing tut. wow. i muz say the module is gd for someone who likes to pick on the precision of words, tho they require more than dat. arguments, reasons, assumptions blah blah... but rite now, the exercises r still quite elementary and i could get most stuff rite (unlike GP, dunno y my essay all on wrong pts...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, the main foucs is dat we had gp discussion today, gps of 10. haha... then i dunno y, i kept hesitating to say anything. then when i started saying (i tot my pts were rather gd too... elaborate later), i started to get tensed up and trembling. wonder if the others noticed? if so, dat guy was v gd to respond so positively to my jerks. well, i was quite disappointed w my performance juz now, as to my 'presentation'. for someone like me who likes to 'present ideas', it's amazing. i haven't been like dat for quite some time. the last time i trembled while tokking was in 3i, the first few wks. then they tot me to b confident. the last time i trembled while 'showing' was the talentime audition in hc. very malu. very disappointing too. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to say... we went thru 2 arguments on the issue 'IVY League Institutions do not give their graduates a comparative advantage in economic success'. well, the tutor din even conclude decisively whether the issue stated was gd enough or not. i had to come up w the above statement by myself after dat. and i muz say dat (apart from my disappointing presentation) my tut mates suck. ok... sound a bit proud here, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how say? it was then i realised how gd an 'environment' i was in when in 60. even in small gps, even when everybody says they dun understand a heck wat to comment on a topic, wateva came out of our mouths were sensible ( i used a VERY elementary word, sensible is a word enough to fit the bill, marked the standards down from 'intelligent'). everytime, my rxn was to marvel at how the the fellow hc-ians can come up w such sensible tots (even tho some ideas were very controversial, take like stuff dat come out from some of the tchs guys, they were at least very well-founded). on the whole, even tho i was surrounded by ppl much more cleverer than me, i enjoyed being in it, cos i could b a follower,be passive, and let the 'clever ones' trash it out for a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... so my conclusion is dat they suck. i was at first shocked, then disgusted at their comments. time dat lagged while i recover from my disgust was also trying to decipher wat they were tokking abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the gal who so readily volunteered to write down our comments for presentation (btw, it's juz writing on the board). wat went from our mouths din go onto the whiteboard. i tot dat we (not juz me, but some guys also) were very detailed in wat we said oredi. but half of the pt was missing, and the tutor was like criticising how un-precise we were. ( this is wat i hate most! being criticised form inprecision!) and i suppose being unprecise was part of their mindset too. the author used a study to back up all the reasons to his arguments. so, the gp concluded dat the reason for the stand given in the essay is the study itself. i was like... duh! even i noe dat i haf to pt out wat the study said conclusively. if my gp members were the likes of peipei/beelan/qiyan, they'd haf tot more than me and given more constructive answers, pointed out how the study implies wat, etc. aniwaes, i was amazed by their 'performance'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was really obvious at the way sides they take. they were 'FOR' the argument, dat premium education institutions really do not give students wat is needed in the labor market. schools are 'good' because their students are good. well, for me, from my little observation, i've certainly learned sth from attending sch like hc. yes... i was a mountain tortoise and very bad at reasoning. but i learned thru the sch and the peers, juz like wat the essay stated. as the saying goes, er ru mu ran, i gained from it somehow. i noe, cos i've been thru one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... sound very essay like hor? but at the same time, i sound too informal rite? too much blogging and too little official writing. hope i can pull thru the writing assigments... i'm worried also. even tho i tink my pts and suggestions were sound, cos i'm usually the odd one out, the weird ideas of the others will drown me, and was will b represented of me in gp presentations will b those funny, unfounded ideas. and i also wonder if i'd deteriorate w them. or dat they will tink i act too high and mighty, dat i'm proud dat i come from a much 'prestigous' school, dat they start to boycott me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar... since i'm in this, mite as well say sth more. my tut gp has onli 1 other hc-ian, and she's a gal. no others come from rj, vj, not even nj. ok... i noe i v bad, but i told myself this at first also. shdn't discriminate them juz cos they r from srj, jj and some ulu-sama j... but they really proved me wrong (this afternoon lah, which also quite explain y i was 'shocked', dat i was proven downrite wrong). ok... enough of this condescendment. muz revert back to my goody-two-shoes persona who 'believes' students who come from better skools isn't really much better in aniwaes than their peers. in fact, they fare worse than ppl from polytechnic -- morally, street-wise and lateral thinking. ok? isn't this wat all the other s'poreans r saying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111492203312850089?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111492203312850089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111492203312850089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492203312850089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492203312850089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/01/mundane-rantings-some-wierd-logic-y-am.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111435551872798920</id><published>2005-01-20T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:29.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://zenovarchives.blogspot.com/2005/01/lonely-in-nus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonely in NUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a wk has passed. or something liddat. waiting for 7pm to go for my 1st kickboxing session. suddenly wondered (cos i went past this booth in the afternoon) if the kickboxing i enrolled is the aerobics one (&lt;em&gt;taebo&lt;/em&gt;)... or am i going to spar w another person (&lt;em&gt;muay thai&lt;/em&gt;)??? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was eating my precious lunner yesterday at engin canteen. yup... cos i woke up late, so i had to rush for my 6-hr lecture marathon for the wk. erm... it's not a good feeling to walk past the science canteen twice at the peak of my hunger and not have a single min to spare to scavenge for food in dat unfamiliar place. esp when the lecturer is so particular abt ppl being late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to wat i was saying, weizhong came along and told me: "&lt;em&gt;so pathetic arh? eating all by urself?"&lt;/em&gt; hmmm... well, if i were to know him better, i'd haf shoot him "&lt;em&gt;eat alone pathetic meh?"&lt;/em&gt; and not wanting to engage in a prolonged and meaningless debate, i juz muttered my famous quote: &lt;em&gt;Bu Ran Leh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y? y muz ppl b judged by the amt of 'frens' hovering abt them? perhaps i'm too used to being alone, dat i dun even realize dat i &lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt; alone. this afternoon during lect, was sitting behind this gp of guys, whom i label 'the gp w the guy who looked like yh'. haha... the guy dun actually look like yh, but wheneva i see him, i tink of the latter. and the fact dat both of them has the same voice and almost the same kind of speaking manner, i can close my eyes and equate the both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying, i was sitting behind them and could hear wat they were saying. aye... very stupid, cos wheneva they say sth funny, i had to keep from laughing. can't show ppl dat i'm eavesdropping rite? but it was then i realized how lonely i was. i looked around and saw dat not 1 person has an empty seat beside them (exclude those who sat by the aisle). it goes to show dat they r either w frens or the loners noe how to 'borrow' company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still, i haf 3 empty seats on my rite and 2 empty seats on the rite. it wasn't until the next lect dat another confirmed loner (he was in my tut gp last sem, &lt;em&gt;SUPER &lt;/em&gt;loner, but he still has frens in the lect gp... dunno y he rarely mixes w them...) sat to my rite, 1 seat away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... am i radiating an &lt;em&gt;anti-ME&lt;/em&gt; glow or did they see wat i dun see? dat there r actually beings sitting rite beside me? i dunno. maybe i shdn't dwell on such stuff animore. since i've oredi gotten used to being by myself, let's keep it dat way. losing company is not a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat more to say? half an hr more to 7... hmmm... wonder if i'm gonna b the only 1 by myself again later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i AM lonely. yup... dat's y i'm dwelling on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;resonating on my fujitsu laptop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; 《黑雨》 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; 莫文蔚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111435551872798920?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111435551872798920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111435551872798920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111435551872798920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111435551872798920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/01/lonely-in-nus-wk-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111492084341268339</id><published>2005-01-14T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:34.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My chest feels younger than b4!!! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;had a great deal of peeling today. started this morning, when i reached into my shirt to zi mo... haha.. then realized dat the scar on my left shoulder seems more 3D than usual, so... once i started, i couldn't stop!!! after bathing, shed even more. the peeling is spreading to my arms, but i dun wan... first, it'll not b covered by clothing, so it'll look disgusting... scaly... some more, the skin on the arms r so dry, patchy. unlike my chest's skin... =P i could peel off skin as large as my thumb at one time lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted some pix i found last nite. 1 super old pix of sammi, and 3 super new pix of her again. she had been mia for the past mth due to the filming of Chang Hen Ge, and now this is the 1st of the series of make-up she'll don in the show. yup... she's supposed to act from 20-40... so got a chance to see sammi in old looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch w jan today, 1st time i could arrange to meet for lunch at such short notice. also asked ziwei one, but she was oredi at arts canteen, which, when i went, was so crowded... i was super put off... cannot blame. i'm anti-social. aniwaes, we ate at biz canteen, the western food. well, for 2.20, it's as gd a value as the engin one. i suppose the stall dun sell chicken cutlet, cos twice i was there, no one ordered. so... can't compare its cutlet w the current engin winner =P also, i ate the fish spaghetti, or sth liddat. gana bluffed by fred yar. last time he said the fish ok, but the fish i had actually tasted very... fishy... not tasty at all. can still taste the sea in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied for 5 hrs effectively, even tho i was at the library at 8.30am. read newspapers, went back to engin to collect my notes. similar routine for 2 days liaoz. bus to yih to kapok business times the first thing in the morning, then had a morning walk to arts canteen 4 breakfast at yong tau foo (best time to eat, cos no queues!!!) w a cup of coffee. hmmm... then, library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even tho i spent quite some time since yesterday to study, realized i'm behind the lectures greatly. physics in on time, statics no, cos i was stuck in the probs for long. the maths no, cos i only got the notes today. the others... nothing to catch up. wat to study for critical thinking and writing??? blog??? haha... g&amp;amp;s also... only lecture slides dat r full of magazine cover pix and useless txts. management worse... din attend lect at all... ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, read on business times dat the statistics for blogging is: highly educated males. woa! do i fit into the categeory? i'm rather highly educated yar... but maybe their definition of highly educated is degree... or maybe Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more to add for my critical writing practice liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;resonating on my fujitsu lifebook:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES 933 Peifen and some unknown guy who sound like Chong Qing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111492084341268339?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111492084341268339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111492084341268339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492084341268339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492084341268339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-chest-feels-younger-than-b4-had.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111492060496648691</id><published>2005-01-11T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:34.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bad Luck In School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;din go for my managerial econs lect today, cos by the time i left home, i still haf no idea of the venue for the lect. it's not announced on ivle, e-mailed... the other gem i took, genes and society, had the venues e-mailed to us... so... i went to school to shift my stuff and came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a search straight after i reached home and once more juz now. onli managed to find the venue of the lect the 2nd time, deep in the fac website. now i'm vexed. missed the 1st lect. wat if there were impt announcements? intro? stuff dat can prepare me and help me decide whether to keep or drop? haiz... tot i could avoid unhappiness this sem. in the end i still miss lect on my 1st wk... =P i hope a lot of ppl as blur as me... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, the maths module also. tmr lect and no news of lect notes. (unlike last sem, the notes were out a wk b4 sem started) and the onli way to find out was on the forum. someone asked, then one lect revealed dat the notes can b purchased at printing rm. how irresponsible. if no one asked, is he onli going to tell us on 1st lect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to find out more to see if i missed anything... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111492060496648691?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111492060496648691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111492060496648691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111492060496648691'/><link 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;so boring... not exciting at all, tho a bit worried on the bus... scared i'll miss the bus-stop... haha... 1mth neva take 33 to skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, wanted to check in b4 lect, but the office went for lunch. i'm amazed. i tot all customer service make it a pt to stay open at meal-times... and oredi there were so many ppl waiting for them to open... so kiasu. so had ta go for lect 1st... then met a seller for 2nd hand txtbks and went back check in. din bring lotsa things to move in (HENG!!! else i haf to go lect w all the da bao xiao bao...), but did a simple cleanup. cos i got the same rm as last sem, and as i did a rather gd cleaning b4 i checked out, i onli had to clear the dust and cobwebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the notice for exercise sessions. tot i'd enrol as part of my slim-down prog. in fact, i wanna enrol hip hop and kickboxing. exercising twice a wk is gd... the other days will b left for resistance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great move in tmr. will b taking cab. learning from last sem's lesson. mite as well spend a bit money for less the trouble and embarrassment on the bus for heaving all the da bao xiao baos like an ah soh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai... dunno wat to say liaoz... aniwaes, my mood still quite rotten, tho i start tokking to my mum liaoz. still, not willingly to do so. i'm still rather vexed and tinking of ways to sell myself to get the money i need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111492038164309342?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111492038164309342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moments B4 D-Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;progress has been slow these 2 days, even now, i still haf 10 more chapters un-revised for phy tmr. but still, i enjoyed myself. my pace was like a balance between work and play. i had wondered if i had mugged shiongly in till now, i might haf broken down--or i might not. but the main reason for my difficulty now was the lack of everyday/lect/tut effort b4 the midterm. revision of the topics more recently took less effort. well... wat to do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did 2 past yr papers today. 2002/2004. i started w 2002 paper w lots of difficulty. i'd flunk dat paper. the 2003 one was much easier in the sense dat the qns were more 'familiar'. familiar qn-model... i hope they dun haf those kind of repetition habit where they oscillate between easy and hard papers every yr. yup... hope tmr's papers will b abt the same as 2003 one. i won't hope for an ultra diff paper, cos i noe those prcs will need difficulty level of phd in order to slip in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we studied in engin for the past 2 days. angie was w me and fred yesterday. well, it turned out dat engin clsrms r hot commodities. or yar... it's really better to study in sch. more conducive. herd instinct. aniwaes, the clsrm we were in was super crowded. usual all seats almost taken. there was a distinct gp of ppl, affiliated some how or another. fred was grumbling away at how some of them look v kiam pa. i agree tho, but not as much to HIS extent. usually, i haf no interest in most things. but one guy really looked VERY kiam pa. aniwaes, it seemed dat some of them r from hc... the odd one out seemed to b fr nj, who lived in my old neighbourhood. yup... the guy who waited w me at the busstop outside 111 market for 961 everyday. well... is hairstyle and colour has changed so much i cant b 100% sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pt of tot... how come they haf such a big gp? i can't form gps from my tut gp, cos there r only 5 s'poreans and mainly prc who wont mix w us. but ppl from the same og go to the same tut gp wat... unless they come from the same army unit... or sec sch... but... how come i dun haf such a privilege? some times i really suspect it was a mistake going into a cls dat's so 'artsy' in hc. i mean, there r only 3 ppl i noe who study engin... peipei... not same yr, ntu some more. zhiqiang... i dun even see him around. i lost contact w my frens in 3i. the main gp went to rj and nj, my click went to rj. so... shd i haf gone w them and studied bio w them? after all, it was my best subject in my whole life. aniwaes, the sad fact is dat it's so hard to fit in nus. it is not as if i'm a foreign student or wat. in fact, foreign students haf their own click lor. haiz... i juz dun fit into my own society anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat more to say? juz realized dat my last chi entry was like end of last mth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;resonating on my fujitsu lifebook:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;《我一个人住》&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;苏慧伦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111488310670232763?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111488310670232763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111488310670232763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111488310670232763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111488310670232763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/11/moments-b4-d-day-progress-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111488203630592690</id><published>2004-11-11T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:32.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Around NUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;haven't been doing the rundown of wat i've been doing for the past few days. wat to say abt the daily happenings in the library? however, i've been doing things to vary my life, tho slight, but still varied, and now i dunno if i'd spent too much time on the variation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one great variation was studying w fred. i tink i'm rather despo to grab anybody who's willing to mug w me, even tho we had not one common module at all. for the company comes the distraction. we'd tok, we'd go around eating regularly... yar... not only haf my efficiency went down, but my wt went up... again. budden, i believe the next time we will come together so often will be next sem's mugging period. how then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been in the library so much of the time, but i dun really like 'recognize' a lot of ppl of ppl. one thing dat the traffic in the lib is quite high, not only in terms of per unit time, but also dat most who study today mit not b ard for the next few days, or they mite haf 'migrated' to other parts of the lib. yar... even level6 isn't dat small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt those whom i noe, there were a few gps. one is the gp who always bk discussion rm 6 (they haf not been in there for a few days liaoz, cos the competition too fierce for the rm). well, gd riddance. they R noisy. as tho they were having a party in there. i wonder how hi their efficiency is. not dat if they're noisy, they're not efficient. for all u noe, the're 'noisiness' is on a relay. haha... then there's this gp of ppl, whom i'm so filled w envy. i tink they're from engin, not freshman of cos. the almost all the huys look so shuai and the gals look so chio and hot. i mean, it seemed dat birds of the same feather really flock together. i suppose they muz b one of the 'superstar'(in the gd sense, cos in bmt, superstars r those showy ppl who wanna go ocs) gps of their yr. yar... some ppl look so gd dat they still look gd no matter how sloppy they dress. y liddat? i hope they're not gd in studies. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's this gp, w one guy who got the comical face of one of 旺福's guy, and this fat gal who looked so confident, u'll shrink when u c her. yar... neva seen such big sized gal w so much confidence worn on her face (and dressing also... she's neva scared to wear low-cuts, tho she avoid showing her legs. u noe lah... big-sized gals got bog boobs, so they tend to b rather proud of it tho...). so much so i wonder if someone goes to her and say bluntly dat she's fat and ugly, she'll cry or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... end up describing environment, not wat i do. hmmm... wat did i do? i came up w a budget thingy to control my spending. well, it isn't a gd control, but still let me noe how much cash is flowing out. i spent 192.00 last wk. largely due to dyeing and movies. (tokking abt movies, before sunset is not showing in any cinemas oredi! even tho it went into top 10 last wk). i spent some 40 bucks till today this wk. manly of FOOD. shucks... the root of all evil. how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for counselling at yih too. juz to discuss abt my plan. guess i need someone to rattle to. i was hoping dat someone will help gif me some ideas too. it turned out dat he wanted me to haf a gd tok w my family, the hardest thing of all to do. but still, it feels better to vent off some steam, esp in the coming exams. aniwaes, he also suggested i go request for info to the uni directly. yup... din realize i could do dat. so i sent 2 enquiries out last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's test sux. it was soooo difficult. of the est 5 ftns we had to complete for the program, i did only 2 1/2. in addition to the fact dat i cant compile my prog. so 30% of the test gone if the program is uncompilable. cos comments on the prog accounts for 10%, i focus on it in the last 10 min, cos i gave up trying to come up w an algorithm. it's not possible, at least for me. i only solved the prob to last wk's lab 1 hr prior to the test. yup... i got uneasy then, so i set out to solve the prob... spent 1 hr to get things rite. budden, 1 hr to tink is one tink. typing out is another. debugging is next. trying to rewrite a faulty algorithm is worst... but i've rarely came to dat stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been walking back to pgp, esp this wk, practically everyday. well, it's cooler at nite and to b caught walking to pgp in bright daylight is v paiseh... ppl will tink i muz b out of my mind. but at nite and esp this afternoon when i walk back, it's logical cos the bus timing is long. so much so dat i din see a single bus go past me today while i walked back. also, been trying to explore... at least new ways to thru biz to walk back. when i first started, i wlaked thru hss lib main entrance... a total detour. i've found a v nice way down from biz to amre. yup... it was a nice route too. nice scenery and there's a building, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zenov_ye/detail?.dir=c053&amp;.dnm=53c8.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;light synchroton building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;, which looked rather nice too (one of the better ones in nus), esp at nite, when its lites r on. i took some pix of it too. won't post up here, cos this blog is not user frenly to post pic. take thebefore sunset pic. took v long to get it shown... and yet only one image came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... i took the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zenov_ye/detail?.dir=c053&amp;.dnm=5ae7.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;pix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt; while i was studying at the terrace this afternoon. cos lib closed early... was looking for a gd space when i found dat the terrace had a gd view across the carpark. and while walking back (found the place too warm, so came back early), took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zenov_ye/detail?.dir=c053&amp;.dnm=b2e0.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;2 more pix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;. stupid panasonic... cam sux... i find dat the phy beauty of nus doesn't lie in its architecture (it sux all time), but its natural surrounding. realized it's occpuying gd real estate... 依山背景. it's the perfect place for condos... but no, they built an ugly sch here... to increase my suffering each time i tried to walk in/out of pgp from 33 bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking abt pix... some ppl wanna c recent pix of mine. tried taking some last nite, but the pix din come out nice. the 2 dat did din really show how my hair looked like tho. so how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zenov_ye/detail?.dir=c053&amp;.dnm=be52.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at the food court in pgp... first time there. din realize they had a 2nd storey... and there were quite a no of ppl mugging there too. but i wun mug there. the aircon like no aircon, then there's the food and oil smell, the crowd... wonder how they survive there? but the surrounding quite nice leh... the decor not posh, but perhaps cos the sun is dimming, so lends a softer feel to the placel. the best thing was its windows dat looked out to the fusion cafe. i tink fusion cafe is the best place to b in pgp (speaking as a rm C tenant, cos i find the 'garden landscape' of the other clusters and the interior of the lecturers' quarters to b so much better than mine, considering dat the design is the same) aniwaes, the interior design of fusion is gd, esp its spiral staircase and the gd lightings. the food there is nice also. i wonder how much customers it haf... dun seem to b able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah... so much for today lah... also dunno wat to say liaoz. sleep early. tmr wake up early go lib to chope a nice spot. yar... spent 4 more hrs than those who took the day off as holiday... so i'm not dat worse off... haha... 4 more hrs yar... stupid. holiday like no holiday. hmmm... dat's all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111488203630592690?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111488203630592690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111488203630592690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111488203630592690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111488203630592690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/11/around-nus-havent-been-doing-rundown.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111488091375559671</id><published>2004-11-01T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:32.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From CL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dudes, making entries rite out of CL... a bit not dat packed, but still feel paiseh abt using the terminal for such use... =P hope no one notices... aniwaes, juz used this terminal to do my phy online assignment. shucks... i could haf got full marks at least for ONCE, but i made this careless mistake of not putting "." for 0.985 (thus 0985) and lost 1 mark. sianz... how? realized dat i still haf a lot of catching up to do... in order to lve 2 wks for the grand revision. stupid. haf a lot of tutorials not done. esp tmr's prog lab assignment... it's a BOGGLE!!! yes, we're supposed to write a prog to play boggle, but... it's an even bigger task than creating minesweeper. how?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a brainstorm last nite on how i can make some quick cash, like joining singing competition... and the subaru challenge... budden, on the way to sch, saw on tvmobile dat the challenge is oredi 2 days going!!! huh??? im psychic sia... din watch news for days and can actually sense dat the contest is on and actually fantasize abt it. was rather disappointed too, dat i had let the chance gone by. tot the contest will b near x'mas? how come so early? caught me off-gurad. now hafta wait for another yr, perhaps. was tinking dat if i win dat car, i can sell it (no one in my family has a driving licence aniwaes...), and i mite make at least 50k quick cash!!! (dunno abt the market price of cars lah, but tot the profit would b there after paying commission...) budden, dream crashed. sianz... was quite confident dat my cheapskate nature can help me win... well... wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... quite few ppl scouting for free terminal... kept switching to another window when they walk past... geh siaoz... =P now dunno whether to go watch before sunset tmr. jan seemed interested, but haven't given me reply. haiz... i dun wanna miss it sia...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111488091375559671?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111488091375559671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111488091375559671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111488091375559671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111488091375559671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/11/from-cl-hey-dudes-making-entries-rite.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111438028537829974</id><published>2004-10-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:31.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Firsts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Yeah... had a few firsts today, dunno y. 1st time i ate sandwich from hotbake machine. realized all i got were 2 slices of bread... for $2??? i could haf had yong tau foo in canteen &amp; be much better off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i stayed till a library closes... &amp;amp; i'm rather impressed at their tactics. not only do they juz broadcast reminders every 5 min, 15 min b4 they close, they play music loud enough to get the students packing up. i mean, i was having the tot dat i'd try to solve DAT VERY LAST QN TODAY, but couldn't concentrate juz cos of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time i did so much qns from the physics txtbk. nearly 20 qns, abt 10 more than my previous record. this is a slow rate, considering there r 60 qns per chapter. i calculated dat during the 3 wks from now to exams, i hafta do one chap of qns a day, w only 5 hrs a day cos other modules hafta haf time too. nono... how? i can't sacrifice sleep oso, cos i totally can't work mentally when i'm tired. emrgency really calls... thank goodness prog lect ends today, so does all tue labs. so i'd haf 3 full tue as of next wk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i ate ayam brand tuna curry... tot it was like the normal tuna/seafood spread. arggghhhh... was still asking jan whether i could leave the other half for breakfast. turned out to b REAL curry (not curry-flavoured tuna), &amp; was chunky&amp;amp; watery. not at all a gd spread for bread. end up eating up the whole stuff at one go. well, tmr's breakfast, i'll lve it for tmr lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was listening to 六甲乐团's interview &amp; 933 played one of their songs, 1st time i heard, &amp;amp; i juz liked the song... a rock song... for no reason. i mean, when i liked 《静止》、《消灭》、《人生海海》， they were a source for my ventilation. or when i like bands like 糯米团、旺福、五月天, i like their sentimental hits. i liked 《原梦的小熊》 cos it's sentimentall, 《半工半读》 called out to me. (was actually quite put off by 《台客song》), but i liked dat song for no reason. ha... it's even more absurd when i dun even noe the title. aniwaes, i conclude i'll go buy their album... when i've got the money. got the feeling it'll b like the other bands' albums i bought, only liked the songs i heard &amp; liked on radio, i tink will take the risk bah. quite liked the way they rap, not as siong as wilber, not as duh! as jay. &amp;amp; their rock is not as noisy &amp; irritating as linkin park. they scored quite well in my grading. much the way 《巴黎草莓》 &amp;amp; 《两个寂寞》 hit a chord in me. (heh... much LIKE only, still no where on par, but better than most liaoz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realized: my sis told me RV always had singers go sing during her time (she was in huayi, which was as acclaimed as rv then, &amp; she said chi singers went to both schs cos of the chi standards). but few went to sing while i was there, &amp;amp; in fact, they appeared only during talentime... unlike wat she told me, singers juz go sing for promotions. then hc, another 'promising' site for such experience, was as disappointing. singers would rather go to polys instead(deemed the same as uni... huh? how the same???). now in uni, still no one came. they went to temasek jc &amp; anderson jc... huh? singers avoid me. ha... actually, i can't believe they forgot abt RV &amp;amp; HC, places which played key roles in developing the local chi pop scene. w/o their support, ppl here still listen to angmoh music. YET, i din get the share the glory my seniors created for us. hmmm... i foresee the quick demise of the local chi pop... they've neglected the 'factories'... they've forgotten to get us inspired. they've forgotten to nurture. can they survive after the present batch of musicians go away? we mite haf a few more JJ, who can make music... but no more lyricists... (all run to china liaoz). we may haf more singers who were bus-drivers, cleaners &amp; perhaps bellboys.. but no more lyricists. the era of 林子恒, 陈乐融(unfortunately, they're twese) has gone. no more deep &amp;amp; inspirational lyrics... no more life philosophies from 160 words. no more lyrics for me to seek solace from. only music, which were carbon copies from the angmoh world. imagine the time when chi music sux. yet the lyrics can overturn every thing &amp; make the song a hit. yes... dat was the power of gd lyrical skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... how did one thing lead to another? i din mean to write dat much. ha... this is linked list, one node leads to another. it's forward going, uni-directional. i juz learned to process files in C language today, but wat for when we haf Word? i dunno. the lect mentioned blogging &amp;amp; one guy beside me started to say blogging is very stupid &amp; only losers do it. duh! another careless remark dat seemed to direct at my soliditary. ermz... wat's wrong w writing a blog? wat's wrong w being a lone ranger? WHY add them together &amp;amp; equate them to LOSERS? stupid. issit me or him? i find dat there r quite a lot of ppl in nus who speaks w/o basis. ie, they speak like uncles from coffeeshop. all abt 道听途说 or 不用什么理由，事情就是这样. i tot undergrads shd b showing some form culture. but no. i realize there r too many ppl in uni. maybe i'm not supposed to b in nus oso. i dunno... i can't point out exactly wat oso. maybe i'm TOKKING abt myself. haiz... but i was indeed all alone. if i were to argue w him, it will be a situation of 1 to many. MAYBE being a loner does make one a worse person. shit. i dunno. i cant b bothered. but am i? i yes, y do i care to write abt it? hmmm... Linked List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;resonating on my 9V speakers:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W-H-Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lee hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111438028537829974?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111438028537829974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111438028537829974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111438028537829974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111438028537829974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/10/firsts-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111437997161613229</id><published>2004-10-24T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:30.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EE Test&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hmm... din feel the urge to post any entries, even tho lotsa tots popped up during the days. aniwaes, time for me to grumble more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had EE test yesterday, time for me to redeem my tardiness in studies. it was rather impt, considering how much i hafta achieve in order to gain back wat i had lost. but it was still a disaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;first, i was told dat the test will only be on freq response and transformers. suddenly, phasors appeared in the 1st 3 qns, 30% worth of pts. oh my god... couldn't really solve all qns. skipped them for later. 1st qn totally skipped, cos i couldn't really reason under those stressed circumstances. the 2nd qn, i put forth an assupmtion. i'd only get the pts if my assumption proves rite. the 3rd one, i solved, and entered the ans after time was up. i din enter the working, juz straight away put the ans. hafta write quick cos i wasn't supposed to b spotted writing u noe. actually, i onli dared to do dat after seeing one gal beside me do dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho i prepared for the section after dat, even finished the additional qns on thurs (1st time i had finished preparing for a test 2 days prior to D-day, excluding the topic i dinno was included) it was still a mess. i dunno...maybe i was too tensed up, my mind seemed to stall every now and then, even tho i knew i had done the qns b4 and i would b able to solve them. was very confused. i can't even say i got the correct ans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;comparatively, i was more confident abt my ans in the previous test i din prepare enough for than this. for the last test, i knew precisely i lost 15 marks, and was 90% confident that the remaining 35 marks r secured. yesterday, i knew for sure i lost 5 marks for the 1st qn, 50% confident abt the 2nd one, 90% abt the 3rd one, and 50% for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it was also due to the fact dat i din haf time to go back and check my ans. time was pressing... considering i was only able to write down my final ans after time up. aniwaes, if i had the time to do some check, maybe i'd b more assured. i dunno, considering how much expectations i haf had for this test (a turning pt for me, b4 the finals), i really dunno how to take the disppointment shd it come crashing down. finally, i still hope for a soft landing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;resonating on my 9V speakers:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;《完整》&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;郑秀文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111437997161613229?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111437997161613229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111437997161613229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111437997161613229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111437997161613229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/10/ee-test-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111437973219078749</id><published>2004-10-20T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:30.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;明天要买多多。。。 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天很奇怪， 本来不奇怪，但一天过去就越来越奇怪。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财明约我吃午餐，然后到 CL 读书。有点惊讶，但总好过没有。然后就谈到一个“没有良心”的朋友--开学后就不见人影，约他吃晚餐都说没空。最可笑的是他就住在我的楼下。我们也谈到 KR Terminal 的 roti prata， 但我从来没去过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到图书馆，好不容易集中精神读书，那个“没良心的”竟然 sms 约我吃晚餐。更邪门儿的是，他约我到 KR Terminal 吃 roti prata。还真够巧。开始还以为财明读到我的 blog 才会约我这个 lone ranger。但“没良心的”都不知道我的 blog。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃饱后就从那里走回 PGP 。也好，可以消耗以下罪恶感--今天吃太多了！！！但是难得有人约我，怎能拒绝呢？纵然有再多的埋怨，为了长久的关系，还是答应了。 Nothing can be worse than an unamendable friendship, let alone a lonely guy like me . 我想我做得也对。。。一路上我们说个不停，虽然不是心事（大多是读书、时事），但也比话不投机来得好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;扩音机的回响：&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 《阿猪小调》&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;阿牛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111437973219078749?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111437973219078749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 Lab assgnmts in 2 days... how to tahan? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din wanna come up to write... (else, may portray the impression that i'm so free, i can post entries evryday...), but i was so fed up dat i muz come up and GROWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had phy lab this afternoon, it was all fine and breezy, wat w the cool weather and the simple experiment. but things haf to go wrong. Pascal (yup... his name IS pascal..., he's mauritian) had to start the experiment w/o waiting for me to finish drawing my tables. i mean, he only drew the 1st table, while i continued on to the next 2... it's not dat i dun wanna help. so he was like stressing me out, cos he oso very blur w the aparatus, keeps fiddling around, and i was wondering if he was waiting to see if i caught him doing dat and will stop and give him a hand. so i grew mao zao zao. esp when he kept asking the LA for help, while im still drawing, which makes me feel even more paiseh. (can imagine the LA tinking: y ur partner not helping u?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, finished drawing and pascal told me the stopwatch is in s, so i had to erase the part of the table w the conversion from min to s. grrrr... my whole foolscap was like covered w a layer of liquid paper liaoz lor. then we continued... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and the tutor came and asked us qns to assess us. ermz, well, he's a hongkie(guessed from his accent, but aniwaes, he looked &amp; acted so much like Dr Ong, i felt so uneasy, cos i can't imagine a doc teaching phy...), so i couldn't hear very well wat he was saying and all thruout the session, pascal was answering him and all i did was smile. well, i dun speak w non-s'porean accent, so dat explains y i can't understand them both at most times. aniwaes, this made me even more vexed. i was still brooding over how badly im going to do this sem juz b4 lab. now this is another below-ave marks im gonna get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we realized our results were not so accurate, in fact, it was totally off. after troubleshooting, i discovered to my horror dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE STOPWATCH IS A NORMAL ONE, it DOES NOT MEASURE TIME IN SECONDS ONLY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in other words, wat was 1 min 45s was 145s in our results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i tried to keep my cool &amp;amp; told pascal as jokingly as i could. but i guess my axn gave me away. cos my foolscap was like painted in 2 layers of liquid paper, i decided to re-write the whole report. i tore and threw the old one away. very giveaway, &amp; when ppl tried to tok to me after dat, i sound bad. who can b &lt;em&gt;dat cool&lt;/em&gt;? i intended to end as early as possible so i could go back &amp;amp; rush on other things. if it wasnt for the mistake, i'd out of the lab by 1 hr &lt;strong&gt;earlier&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back &amp; jumped into my programming assignment. stupid. as usual, no compile error, but my prog juz &lt;strong&gt;won't work&lt;/strong&gt;. to make things worse, a simple &lt;em&gt;printf &lt;/em&gt;statement came up w a prob i can't even solve. asked weizhong &amp;amp; he cldn't find anything wrong with it oso. guess programmes juz dun work in my hands. tmr is the actual lab itself, guess it'll be juz another disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying, was calculating wat i mite haf got for this sem, or so, so i could work for it. all cos of stupid programming. i predict i can't even get 2.5. otherwise, my ave cap has the chance for hitting 4 &lt;strong&gt;if &lt;/strong&gt;everything goes to plan. but w prog, the chance is juz as FAT as me. in fat, my cap can even go as low as 3. I CAN'T AFFORD TO GET THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im EXASPERATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very cold outside, but sauna in my rm... hello...? the fan is in &lt;strong&gt;FULL BLAST&lt;/strong&gt;... i neva noe pgp has heaters in the rms. how can this be? i can't find any reason for this phenomenum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i can't read ST online now, cos they changed the format &amp; hafta register b4 i can read. but the activation has not been sent to me &amp;amp; the generic accounts they supplied dun work. i'm out of touch w the world today... perhaps for a few more days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;some other things to complain. i did a budget report earlier this mth. $20 a wk to spend, $40 on CD &amp;amp; DVD, $60 on new clothes, $50 to save. id have $30 extra. but last wk, i onli spent $10 on a VCD, $20 on a pair of berms, transferred $50 to other acc, and over spent $40. simple maths shows i'd still have $100. but now my bank acc onli has $30. where has $70 gone to? im stressed! $70 slipped under my nose even tho i kept note of how much i spent. now halfway thru the mth im broke! i dunno y... things hafta go wrong! the whole world has something against me. &lt;em&gt;where's my rich godfather???!!!&lt;/em&gt; i can't breathe... but amazing, no tears came... so unlike of me. it's maddening! im hungry for money! im &lt;strong&gt;DESPERATE&lt;/strong&gt; for money. &lt;em&gt;WHERE IS IT?!?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111437894359621527?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111437894359621527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111437894359621527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111437894359621527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111437894359621527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/10/3-lab-assgnmts-in-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12400787.post-111435642778914412</id><published>2004-10-19T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:29.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rantings: studied and won a prize&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;So many things to say, so little time. Aniwaes, run down of day's events... Came to skool onli to find out 4got to bring bath towel. so i'm not gonna bathe for the wk &lt;em&gt;*YEAH!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*TIME OUT*/ went away to change a new face for the blog, cos i find the previous one very restricting... space too small. if i haf tons to say, there'll b no space!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, rained shortly after i reached lect hall. haha... very heng. this rain is powerful man, cos the effects of it lasted thruout the day after it ended. All rms became arctic cold, even the SR where some ppl w itchy hands like to switch off the air-con, it was still rather cozy-cold. hoho... went to study in library after sch. yes, the effects of the morning rain has turned the sauna last wk to a freezing place. even when the aircon was switched off, the place was still cozy-cold. still, i lasted onli till 8.30, cos i really couldn't survive 5 hrs of self-studying! (this is exlcuding the 5 hrs lect/tut). remember reading the&lt;em&gt; "Effective Student"&lt;/em&gt; dat the amt of time for self-study shd match lesson-hrs 1-2-1. I did it today, dunno abt tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, armed w this new-found excuse, i went to savour the big M... after nearly 2 mths. nope, i wasn't being very self-disciplined all this time, but couldn't find the time &amp; $$$ to go. aniwaes, got satisfied &amp;amp; realized dat i spoiled my plan to do jumping jacks tonite w my full dinner. so i postponed it (&amp;amp; bathe time) till next morn. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz realized i skipped 4 days of lect last wk. how could i??? no wonder i was rather blur today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot 933 was giving CDs juz now, so sent an sms. arggghh!!! onli got postcards of 六甲乐团. i bet i could win cos no one is really interested in them bah. was rather shocked to hear my name on radio, again, esp after i realized i onli got postcards. so loserly... hmmm... gonna do some review on my daily readings in my next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;resonating on my Fujitsu laptop speakers:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;《流泪手心》&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;王力宏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12400787-111435642778914412?l=zenovnus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/feeds/111435642778914412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12400787&amp;postID=111435642778914412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111435642778914412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12400787/posts/default/111435642778914412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovnus.blogspot.com/2004/10/rantings-studied-and-won-prize-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
