The science of writing.
Sunday, October 09, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
Yes, I'm kidding.
I'm so not gonna launch into a endless twitter of neurons and exons in our brains which propels and promotes general art in the form of writing. (I totally made that up)
Yup, but fortunately (or not), I was under the perpetual influence of boyfriend J to practice the spirit of free writing, to which I proclaimed myself having lost the flair of it, and was quickly reminded (by boyfriend J again) that I didn't have one to begin with. -.-
Well but then again, having time wrenched and tugged and squeezed dry by homework, project work and dates, which in order is compulsory, compulsory and optional, my limited blog posts is none other than boyfriend J's fault.
Hahahaha just kidding. Dates are not optional, they are essential! (are you reading this you boofu)
And so, having just returned from a long day out of meatballs and 1911 revolutions, I'm better retire my sleepy eyes to bed.
Oh yes, it's raining on a 1.30am! My favorite weather of our daily 2 seasons.
BYE.
Managerial Econs Saga
Sunday, October 02, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
BSP1005 Managerial Econs Midterms:
2pm-3.15pm
NUS Multi-Purpose Sports Hall 1
30% of module grade
And so we mugged hard from recess week, till this week, till Thursday night, till Friday night, till Saturday morning...
And packed our bags to travel to school, reaching there all sweaty and excited.
1.45 pm: Everyone's gathered and chatting
2pm: Everyone all geared up to do the midterms
2.05pm: Everyone can't wait to get it
2.10pm: Everyone getting pissed
2.15pm: Everyone getting sleepy from the waiting
2.20pm: Hi everyone, we're very sorry but we have an admin mistake. There was a shortage of papers and the test is postponed to 3pm. Oh, no wait. How about the test is postponed till further notice. You guys can all scuttle home and wallow in self-pity because this is how we do things.
5 something pm: Hi everyone. How about the midterms is just cancelled and you can do the paper as practice. The 30% weightage will just go to your finals/assignments/presentation.
WHAT ON FREAKING EARTH?! Like I studied so hard for this shit hoping that this 30% will help in my miserable econs because most of it is the demand and supply shifting up and down that I know? Because the finals will be full of MC AC AVC AFC MR MB BULLSHIT and all kinds of related alphabets which doesn't make shit sense which will cause me to be a miserable econs student?
My poor 30%.
My poor un-calculable opportunity cost of time and money (damn I cabbed home on fri to mug this shit) and brain juice and effort and energy.
Fine, this is life. So my midterms is cancelled and I went to meet Joel and wanted to find the class. But they said all the girls left already so Joel didn't want me to feel left out and so we gave it a miss.
Went out shoppinggg and eatingggg! :)
Happy 15th Monthsary, manslut!
Will blog about both Ayu's 3D concert soon. Friggin' tired now. :)
Skin.
Thursday, September 29, 2011, ϟ 1 shout(s)
Omg I really know I should be studying for midterms.
But I also know I like changes.
And I can't stop working changing my blogskin once I've started.
And I don't like small words.
And I don't like font colours I can't see.
So cute, clear, pink blogskin again. :)
midterms
Sunday, September 25, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
Hi world, I'm drowning.
I'm drowning in assignments.
I'm drowning in project work (my goodness how many of them can they have here; I thought PW was bad)
I'm drowning in outings and social life and family life and
I'm drowning in exams.
Face it Val, MIDTERMS ARE HERE!
And during my only, last attempt at results-salvaging Recess week, I'm playing.
I think Joel is being awesome. (HEY are you reading this)
Joel is putting up with my last few days of Recess Week panic attack when I realized I've just given my God-bestowed-time-to-save-my-ass for midterms away, where I provide short, sparse SMSes and no dates at all during my weekend. Though I spent the entire Sat out of SG instead of doing good mugging. :(
And my short, tired calls at night whose air time supply have plummeted pitifully by about 83.33%. In short, our call time dropped from an average of 120 minutes to the insignificant sorry 20 minutes.
Where else can I find such a guy?
One who sends me home every single night and treats it like a delight instead of an offer.
One who sponsers everysingleshitthatIwannabuy.
One who can make MVPqingren drama watching girls swoon (though I never personally watched it)
One who smiles like a smurf when I'm smiling like a smurf
One who lets me have my way as much as possible (but still don't let me go overboard :S)
One who's always there for me and holds my heart in his coarse, weathered-by-basketball-bouncing palm.
Else the vice of the virtually informative, or informatively virtual galaxy grip me in its absolutely deathly claws and drag me into the hells of time-wastage, I'd better wrap this up.
So... yeah.
GoodwhatanabruptendingBye!
life? the bitch.
Thursday, September 08, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
Screw life.
Life sucks ttm now.
Can't believe how much it suck.
Like big time.
Big shit ass time man.
FML is an understatement.
ARGGGGGGGGGGBLAHHHHHMUAHHHHHHHHHDAMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNIT.
Stupid me stupid me stupid me.
Stupid me.
Sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks.
new past