Toad
Wednesday, October 12, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
Val gave up this week of mug toad to devote them to the projects.
Val REALLY have to get down to some good work after Thursday.
Current Liabilities
Using accounting notes
Accounting tutorial*
Monopoly
Price discrimination
Monopoly tutorial*
Remedies for a breach of contract
Biz Law tutorial*
Bio lab work*
Evolution
Stupid resume writing*
GOME accounting project. *
Priorities in asterisks.
My workload for Sunday. I think weekends doesn't mean rest anymore. :(
1/2T17
Tuesday, October 11, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
How I miss our horridly playful class, always coming up with every possible activity other than mugging after lessons.
Pool, Island Creamery, games of basketball, pingpong and many random outings.
How we use every possible break to eat and gossip instead of hardworkingly mugging like we should.
How the Batam OCIP was so apt which totally bonded our class.
How Mel, Jane and me will get caught for our short skirts and me worrying over my brown hair.
How we used to rush to the showers after PE lessons.
How me & Chanel had to stand on 190 after school everyday.
How Chinese Wok tasted.
How PL always desperately tries to tell us that we're really screwed if we continue being monkeys.
How the econs lecture after break is always nap time.
How everyone's econs notes are largely blank for a good 2 years.
How we dread double GP periods where we have to write essays.
How we survived Chinese lessons with the most benevolent LaoShi ever.
How Marigold, sorry Mdm Mary Goh, always is so funny but never quite realize it.
How a bunch of us used to coop at Jane's house attacking her piano/cookies/majong table or playing poker on the floor with strange chips.
How we survived cross-country.
How I realized that Joel is an awesome guy.
How Mel and I would burst out laughing for a long time over something trival.
How Kirti and I look outside the window wanting to take pictures of all the weathers but never got down to it.
How Chanel, Jane, Jan & me march over to LAM every friday to fold clothes and gossip.
How we went all out to sell roses/cupcakes for Interact and cookies for OCIP.
How Cindy is the awesomest and most responsible HTC ever.
How our class suddenly had a beyblade craze nearing A levels and play them in the bin cover.
How Mr Ha is the kindest PE teacher and calls us girlgirl.
How napfa sucks. Well the boys will now say that its nothing compared to IPPT.
How we stayed in school at night for night study and sometimes the free night snack is better than any food our canteen can produce.
How I'm so laden in projects and deadlines now.
What was I complaining about PW back then man? I didn't know shit.
Now every week is like the pressurizing week before WR submission.
Still remember I was freaking out the night before the deadline to Yikpeng and Joel on msn and both of them were so calm. Then yikpeng got her mom to print the report in black and white and Joel wanted to skip school the next day to get it binded.
And how I'm so glad I kept a part of these wonderful memories with me forever. <3
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. :)
new past