kids

finally finished all the applications.
phew..

they're all safely packed in my file. as long as i remember to bring it tomorrow i'll be safe.
are you kidding? of cos i'll skip lessons to get home to get it if i forgot them.

lessons are short term. careers are long term.
its time you get your priorities right.

i was watching the suite life of zach and cody.. then suddenly i thought: hey.. will they be on drugs and ruin their future when they grow up? seems that kids stars never exactly turned out well. look at that home alone or sixth sense guys!

sigh. i think influences these days are not becoming any better.

speaking of kids. at last! lena and i agree on one thing. the baby from Rob B Hood is absoblutely gorgeous.

hey. i'm no paedophile.

yea, but that dude's pretty charming la.
17 days to the damn thing called exams.
let's get it over and done with so i can celebrate!!!

the purpose

our lives are for a greater purpose.

whatever that means.

we do not purely exist to enjoy ourselves and waste our lives away.

or do we?

http://www.lightamillioncandles.com/
to stop child porn.

maybe we do. look at all the retail shops these days: they sell indulgence.
they sell a lifestyle more than half the world cannot afford.
but if you're reading this off a computer screen, you're one of the lucky ones.

like me.

i am ambitious. i want to be like warren buffet.
smart, rich, and not forgetting people who need him.
i just hope that if i really am that successful, the success doesnt blind me.

and over.

I am sick and tired of having to fill in applications..
and they say: please fill in your grades..

from o levels to a levels to uni.

do you have any idea how long it is? multiply by the number of forms you fill in!!

sian.
i'm doing the same thing over.
and over.
and over.
and over.
and it pisses me off.

sleep

i've always been a light sleeper.

but i dont understand why those bikers have to blast their speakers at 2am in the morning. cos when they stop at the traffic junction, i can hear them!!!!!

it's not like i live in the lower levels too!

terrible people.

so i sat up from 2am to 3am because some bastards woke me up.

common sense

bumped into derrick today. literally bumped.

i was holding today's today and trying to read off the sports session. my immediate reaction was to stare at the rude person who bumped into me.

yep. damn fierce. but well, you cant stay angry for long with a cute guy. so we sat down for coffee and do what we do best. ~~ bitch.

so anyway..

family argument about whether we should help our relatives who quoting my exact words "got hands got legs dont want to work". mind you. he's got job offers too.

mum says i shouldnt interfere. i think otherwise. we cant keep feeding parasites at the expense of our bacon.

it's not like they really need the help anyway. how can anyone who can afford to wear billabong not be able to pay their utilities?
that's crap.

mum says i'm becoming too "accountant"

i think that's common sense.

feeding them will only encourage them to live off others.

i might as well use the cash to feed my westie. or clownfish. whichever i decide to buy first. joy asks me if i want hamsters. i cant bear the thought of them tearing each other's eyes out if i forget to feed them water. so strictly no furry small creatures.

they scare the hell out of me.

so anyway. my uncle complains that i shouldnt be so hard hearted. he says i shouldnt penalise them for what they did in the past.

seriously? i feel sorry for him. he's a great guy. it's just too bad people manipulate him cos he's nice.

i'm really tempted to go to the press and tell the public: stop giving them donations! they are not as poor as you think! no! they are devious creatures who betray their family for money! so any reporters want a report on the real family condition of a family you've been portraying as poor and needy?

snufflezz's got the insider info!

it all narrows down to one point. i will make a great accountant. and the worst relative to have.

The haze is bad.

The country responsible for our misery is crying for help. sorry i meant $$.

feels like a threat doesnt it? well, we cant control this shit, so if we dont get help, you'll have to learn to live with it.

blasphemies. my geography textbooks tells me this haze is the cause of farmers who are not ignorant. no. they are just selfish.

it's just too bad i still remember the things they did to the chinese during the riots.

we all know that we are obliged to do things people want us to, whether we like it or not because we are in this nexus. we're all "in it together".

i'm waiting for the day mother nature takes care of them. this time, i'll be siding with her.

The answer to my question..

1 - "What are you thinking?" The proper answer to this question, of course is, "I'm sorry if I've been pensive, dear. I was just reflecting on what a warm, wonderful, caring, thoughtful, intelligent, beautiful woman you are and what a lucky guy I am to have met you." Obviously, this statement bears no resemblance whatsoever to what the guy was really thinking at the time, which was most likely one of five things:

a - Football
b - Baseball
c - How fat you are.
d - How much prettier she is than you.
e - How he would spend the insurance money if you died.

According to the Sassy article, the best answer to this stupid question came from Al Bundy, of Married With Children, who was asked it by his wife, Peg. "If I wanted you to know," Al said, "I'd be talking instead of thinking."

The other questions also have only one right answer but many wrong answers:



2 - "Do you love me?" The correct answer to this question is, "Yes." For those guys who feel the need to be more elaborate, you may answer, "Yes, dear." Wrong answers include:

a - I suppose so.
b - Would it make you feel better if I said yes.
c - That depends on what you mean by "love".
d - Does it matter?
e - Who, me?



3 - "Do I look fat?" The correct male response to this question is to confidently and emphatically state, "No, of course not" and then quickly leave the room. Wrong answers include:

a - I wouldn't call you fat, but I wouldn't call you thin either.
b - Compared to what?
c - A little extra weight looks good on you.
d - I've seen fatter.
e - Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about your insurance policy.



4 - "Do you think she's prettier than me?" The "she" in the question could be an ex-girlfriend, a passer-by you were staring at so hard that you almost cause a traffic accident or an actress in a movie you just saw. In any case, the correct response is, "No, you are much prettier." Wrong answers include:

a - Not prettier, just pretty in a different way.
b - I don't know how one goes about rating such things.
c - Yes, but I bet you have a better personality.
d - Only in the sense that she's younger and thinner.
e - Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about your insurance policy.



5 - "What would you do if I died?" Correct answer: "Dearest love, in the event of your untimely demise, life would cease to have meaning for me and I would perforce hurl myself under the front tires of the first Domino's Pizza truck that came my way." This might be the stupidest question of the lot, as is illustrated by the following stupid joke:

"Dear," said the wife. "What would you do if I died?"
"Why, dear, I would be extremely upset," said the husband.
"Why do you ask such a question?"
"Would you remarry?" persevered the wife. "No, of course not, dear" said the husband. "Don't you like being married?" said the wife. "Of course I do, dear" he said.
"Then why wouldn't you remarry?"
"All right," said the husband, "I'd remarry."
"You would?" said the wife, looking vaguely hurt.
"Yes" said the husband.
"Would you sleep with her in our bed?" said the wife after a long pause.
"Well yes, I suppose I would." replied the husband.
"I see," said the wife indignantly. "And would you let her wear my old clothes?"
"I suppose, if she wanted to" said the husband.
"Really," said the wife icily. "And would you take down the pictures of me and replace them with pictures of her?"
"Yes. I think that would be the correct thing to do."
"Is that so?" said the wife, leaping to her feet. "And I suppose you'd let her play with my golf clubs, too."
"Of course not, dear," said the husband. "She's left-handed."



Source: http://www.lotsofjokes.com/cat_77.htm

AB311

this the the first time they're doing e-learning for accountancy students.

if you ask me.. it's a lot better cos i can pause, rewind, and fast forward. (oh yes, i'm typing this as the lecture is going on)

you know how some lecturers tend to mumble to themselves, or merely read off the slides?

ha. my friend took a photo of the poor guy.. but i think i cant post it up cos the school will come after me.

joy asked me why i cant seem to find time for anything. funny. why cant i seem to find time for anything? i think travelling time is just a waste. but hey.. it's just my poor judgment. as usual.

yep.. poor judgment. i just hope it doesnt apply to every aspect of my life, especially for the AB311 simulation game.

hmm..

mooncake festival

the car stopped inches in front of me.
or at least.. i think its a few inches.

it's a long story.. really..

it started with the meeting for our AA205 project. thinking that all of us have no one to meet on a mid-autumn festival anyway,
- joy's not meeting her bf tonight
- yihui doesnt even celebrate it cos according to her culture, the real festival to carry lanterns is at the first lunar month
- danny broke up anyway
-eric doesnt have a gf (we guess, still speculating)

we decided to do our project at clarke quay.

the haze was bad, so by 7 pm i was literally tearing. eventually eric volunteered to put on his lenses and give me his lens case.

so i took one of the late trains back. at the bus interchange, i decided to take the first bus that came along cos i didnt want to be stuck in that deserted corner of the interchange with a couple of weirdos. so i took one of the buses which would land me a street away from my block.

problem was, i forgot i wasnt wearing my glasses, and.. there were no traffic lights.

so to get home, it involved straddling across a few blocks, then crossing one teeny weeny junction. all i could see were blur outlines of lights. so that's like.. well done, good luck, have a nice day.

that was when the car screeched to a halt.
and i think the driver either waved his hand to ask me to pass or waved his middle finger (i couldnt tell)

so i'm home in one piece,
and it's past twelve.

computer idiots

got this off: http://www.rinkworks.com/stupid/cs_stupsales.shtml

Back in my "less mature" days, I loved nothing better than going to electrical shops (not specialist PC dealers, but the type of place where you can by toasters, washing machines, vacuum cleaners, etc) and winding up the less experienced salesmen.
So I hung out in the shop one Saturday and poked around the PCs until a salesman approached me.
Salesman: "Can I help you, sir?"
Me: "Could you tell me about this PC?"
Salesman: "Well sir, this PC comes with..." (reads the specs off the display card)
Me: "Ok, but what is the clock speed of the CPU?"
Salesman: "Oh, you'll have no worries there. It's 24 hour."
Me: (trying to keep a straight face) "But that's no good to me. I'm really bad with 24 hour times."
Salesman: "That's not a problem. This PC comes pre-loaded with Windows 97, which can convert the PC back to a 12 hour clock if you prefer that."
Me: "Ok, I'll think about it." I had to leave the shop and sit on a bench until my sides stopped hurting.

---------

It was 1995. I was a freshman in college. I'd just gone to the computer labs for the first time to get signed up for an account on the campus network. The tech support guy I talked to wanted the specs on my machine, so I told him. At the time, I had a 28.8 modem. He told me I must be mistaken.


Me: "Why?"
Tech Support: "They don't make 28.8 modems. The phone lines can't support them."
Me: "Uhhh. I ran a BBS for four years back home and helped over 200 people get their modems set up. I know what I'm doing with modems, and I promise you I have a 28.8."
Tech Support: "Nope. You must be mistaken. 2400 is the fastest modem available today."
Me: "No, that was six years ago. The modems are faster now."
Tech Support: "Why would they make modems faster? It's not like the phone lines can support anything faster than 2400 in the first place."
At this point, I just gave up and walked out. I went back to my dorm, grabbed the modem's box, which I had used to transport some electronic gadgets, and brought it back to the tech guy. I brought my friend along because I figured he'd be entertained by all this.


Me: "Hi, it's me again. I just thought I'd show you this box, which clearly states that it's a 28.8 modem."
Tech Support: "Oh, that's a ZOOM modem. Well, ZOOM is widely known in the industry for lying about the capabilities of their modems. It's a 2400, but they say it's a 28.8 so people will buy it instead of a Hayes, which is the only good modem out there."
At this point, several people, including my friend, were laughing at this moron.


Me: (to others in the room) "Say, what's the fastest speed of modem out there?"
Everyone: "28.8!"
The tech support guy got mad and suggested that we all enroll in the "Introduction to Computers" seminar they were offering.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - corner

This is not fair.

It's my life right?
Right???

so how come i'm not in control of it?
who decides who gets to "book" me on what day?
what to go for?
what to do?
what to think?

who decides that?
not me.


"i'll meet you on friday huh"
"i'll see you tomorrow"

but i dont want to see you guys.

i want to just hide in a corner with my potato chips.

so who gets to decide who i wanna be?

?

have you forgotten what it feels like?

i cant handle everything.

it's all just in my mind.
or is it?

guess i can live with this.. "i dont know what's gonna happen next" feeling.

oh well.

music these days..
sex hatred violence.

what happened to "heal the world" or "where is the love"?

where's the awareness for third world hunger?
aids?
terrorism?

world peace?

ha.

so we're all trapped.
this cycle of.. hatred, repression, self-centerness.

i think we forgot how to love.

i forgot what its like to be proud of what i do anymore.

i used to just say: admit it. you like me.
really?
i dont even like myself anymore.

Read between the lines.

chanced upon a blog.

you have no idea what the odds are cos i just clicked "next blog" and i found this:

HL316

That sounds familiar.
Hell.. Isnt that a Lit module?

yep. Think Shi'en takes that module..

so i read on.

Yeah.
I thought to myself.. That sounds like a Lit student..
Wait a min.. That is the Lit student.

That's like totally Shi'en style!

So i read on.. and guess what i found?

"Waiyue smsed me just now about taking part in some Biz Plan competition together. Although I was not really interested in it, I decided to take on the "why not?" attitude and make the unconventional decision. So my reply to "Are you still serioud about joining the Business Plan?" was, as anybody can guess by now, "Er.. I am really fine with it." Just hope that my inspiration would go dry on me when I needed it later on."

Maybe i really should learn to read between the lines.
Hey.. I'm sorry bro.. No idea you were that unwilling to do it.

Guess i really should appreciate my friends a little more..

the beginning of a new war

bought sparkles.. who wanna play with me?

my wound healed already..
at least the surface has closed up..
and it looks decent actually..

until my friend started making a remark: maybe outside healed inside rotting..

fuck!

sucks i guess..
i mean how deep can it be? it looks harmless.
except maybe now my office has a weird stain on the table that i havent been bothered to get rid of..

i'm just thankful its not my face... lucky bitch..

so anyway.. i'm declaring my war against engineers.
and i'm sacking her.

i dont freaking care if your looks are pathetic.
it sucks when you look miserable and you scare away my customers with your du lan face.