dispond

damn it is getting to me.

dead time loss

As we shift our time back for daylight saving, I lost an hour to study for my exams.

1 day before exam.

New school semester:


At the first week:


At the second week:


Before the mid-term test:


During the mid-term test:


After the mid-term test:


Before the final exam:


Once know the final exam schedule:


7 days before final exam:


6 days before final exam:


5 days before final exam:


4 days before final exam:


3 days before final exam:


2 days before final exam:


1 day before final exam:


A night before final exam:


1 hour before final exam:


During the final exam:


Once walk out from the exam hall:


After the final exam, during the holiday:

again

it snowed again! yay! forgetting that it was a freezing cold night, i opened my window fully to touch the snow!

my whole room is now wet.

late happening

Looking focused, scanning through the formulas with brain synapses fast shutter speed, my eyes took snapshots of the pages in front of me. My hands were ready to switch to the next frame. I was studying for exams. Frightened by the intensity, people who peeked into my room decided to leave me alone. However, there was no film in the head to cast the images into memory. My mind's on the everything else but the books in front of me. I was distracted. Nothing stirred in my room, but I could feel the increasing entropy in the world outside. The disorderedness was caused by the random chaotic movement of... snow!! yay!

"specks of white in brownian motion"

spring snow.

do you know

i can now mathematically prove why in an atom... there is one s-orbital, three p-orbitals, five d-orbitals, seven f-orbitals, and so on. hur the whole world evolves around maths.

the meek shall inherit the world... rather, the geek shall inherit.

words

no longer flows.. every sentence tt comes out of me is twisted; twisted logically and twisted grammatically.

nicety

if you take away the the witty sarcasm, the in-your-face rebuttal, the skull-boring stare, the deadpanned look, the wicked smile, the cruel sense of humor, the slow articulation of words, the reticence, the infallible ego etc, etc. you would realized that i'm quite an amazing person. There are a thousand and one way to say yes to people who asked for help.

i just prefer the more subtle ones.

my persona

i'm ..












sigh.

i'm an enigma and a walking paradox. even i don't know myself well enough to write something about myself.

orz

i just realized that this means "I'm kneeling down." (figuratively.. imagine stick man with 'o' as the head)

the other versions (e.g. japanese, korean) from wikipedia.

orz , OTL , Or2 , Orz, On_ , OTZ , O7Z , Sto , Jto , _no

slip of the tongue

sometimes the most harmless statements can be amusingly insulting. if you are not sure if you will end up insulting someone, err on the side of caution. instead of making a remark, pose a question. while i was setting the table for dinner last night, i saw my friend brought out a dish from the kitchen. not knowing that its going to hurt her ego, i asked unassumingly...

"is that egg? "

demand

Salut !

As-tu un binôme de projet ?

Si non, je voudrais bien le faire avec toi. veux-tu te mettre avec moi ?

Vincent

oh yeah. i'm in demand.

rain

I listened to the soft platter of the raindrops against the roof, whilst watching the downward streaks of water distort the images into multidimensions.To the untrained eye - it's water diffracting light. To my artistic eye - it's cubism in motion. Rain must have inspired Picasso just like how rain inspires me.

The sky was enveloped by a gloomy grey hue. The ominous clouds had gathered so rapidly that i can't believe the sky was blue and beautiful just a while ago. I remembered 2 friends of mine who would jump, run, splash water and play in the rain. Rain seemed to have washed away all their inhibitions. Those 2 chummy buddies totally let their hair down and thew caution into the wind. Wholeheartedly believing that lightning will only strike tall objects, which is technically correct. But those 2 vertically challenged cuties have forgotten that I am standing under shelter, so in the open beach they are the tallest objects.

They are having so much fun that i am wonder when did i lose this ability to do as i wish. i have forgotten how to have fun. or have i been held back by the logical mind that weighs the risk of peunomia and flu against the a impulsive streak. do i like the thought that i'm warm and dry while everyone else is cold and wet?

now, i will allow myself to enjoy the rain from the wamth and comfot of my room. separated by a window. when did i lose this innocence and take my first step into maniacal cynicism?

i remembered tt i signed up to play the big bad wolf and not the cuddly grandma-made teddy bear during the kindergarten role play.. damn maybe im born a cynic.

continual assessment

i peeked into my mail box and saw the pink slip staring back at me. other pink slips tell us which lessons to skip in the coming week, which day we would get to see our beautiful marketing professor and if we get to spend the precious Friday afternoons and evenings with our favorite lab partner. People, who like to complicate life by giving names to everything, calls this pink slip a timetable. I must have a pretty messed up brain, cos i find it easier to associate things with their physical appearance rather than its primary function; so i called it the pink slip. hmmm maybe this would shed some insight about me to people who wonder why i call them piggy or bunny. anyway, this particular pink slip in my mail box now is more interesting. it tells us long more do we have to suffer before the end of our exams. in another 2weeks, i would be sitting for another round of exams..

"the pink slip" - cj

did i mentioned that i just had my last series of exams was less than 2mths ago? *gosh* i must have forgotten. 2mths must have been such a long time ago.. damn.

my first hailstorm

The sky is blue and clear, the temperature is cool but comfortable. Small flowers start blooming and speckling the green pasture with small patches of white. It seems like the good weather is going to whole for the week. Yesterday, out of a sudden, it blew a hailstorm and temperature took a sharp dive as small bits of ice bounced noisily off window panes. People ran for shelter as the darkness of the night hid the icy projectiles. I stood in darkness in safety of my rooms and looked out of the window. I read the hidden signs and make a dash to my laptop. There it was blinking in front of my eyes. "You have got mail." I held my breath and read the contents. the nus delegation is coming and would like to meet you on Thursday at 1200hrs..the keepers are coming.

i'm looking forward to it. people should disassociate gloomy weather with bad news.

penance

by getting quietly angry, im abusing myself and indirectly hurting the people around me. so i seek penace by talking to God..

ur online confession box.

sinful people. this is your chance. type in french if you want.

displaced

Living on a plateau, long school hours, limited bus services, during weekends; i seldom get to go out very often. I feel that good group dynamics within a clique is sometimes enough to compensate for the limited social circle here. That had worked well enough since my first day here.. until a week ago.. now im feel out of place walking with 2 couples in a group of 5.

"its time to widen my social circle."