Saturday, August 12, 2006
Recently, lots of things have happened that has done nothing but to reinforce my belief that people are getting more and more superficial. As much as I would like to elaborate on what they are, I'm afraid that it would just degenerate into yet another angsty rant. Silence is, afterall, golden and no, noise is not fun. I'm just disappointed that even in this era, people are still so afraid to speak out. There is a difference between outright slander and having an opinion. Why are Singaporeans so repressed that they can't even tell the difference? Just because you have an opinion that is negative doesn't mean that it is anti-government. Maybe it is easier to live your life with rose coloured contact lenses on all the time. At least we can pretend that everything is good and that problems can be solved as easily as a click of a mouse button.
But I digress. This is a post about school anyway, and a post about school it would be. Uni life isn't starting out as nice as I thought. Being too complacent, I did not take note of the subtle changes made to my timetable and hence, failed to realize that I was registered for another module. As a direct result of my actions, I missed the first lecture and I have tutorial for that class first thing in the morning on Monday. On top of that, I didn't know about adding on modules and by the time I figured out the intricates of the uni system, all the classes that doesn't clash with my timeslot is full.
Of course, I should have expected something like that. I've let my brain go to mush playing too much Maple. I should have gone for orientation, at least then I wouldn't be like a sotong on rollerskates. I should have been more careful about things like this. Shoulda, woulda, coulda. I'll just have to try my best to catch up with the rest, and put an end to this depressing start. Yes, uni is very different from poly. No more spoonfeeding from the lecturers. Its time to print your own lecture notes, go for your designated lectures, do your own studying and be responsible for your own well being.
That being said, my coursemates seem kinda scary. For starters, they arrive super early for lecture, just to book a good seat. We're talking about the lecture theatre being almost full seated 20 minutes before it officially commences. Everyone has a nice thick stack of notes and they are conscientiously poring through them, even though its the first lesson. Their notes are printed in full colour. I felt like I was totally naked armed just with an empty notebook and a pen. I was dressed in a black blouse and jeans, yet I felt totally overdressed in a room filled with plain t-shirts, shorts and sandals. -Sigh- I shall not start judging people, since I do not know them, but are they judging me? The correct answer is, who cares? Let them have the wrong idea. Tutorial class on Monday is going to be real fun when they find out that I did not attend Thursday's lecture. We'll see how snobbish people can get when they are surrounded by such elitism.
;I CREATED A SHEEP!
1:30 PM
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Tearful goodbye
..to our dearest ButteRZ boy! As I type, Pat the Man is making his way to the other side of the world to embark on a whole new chapter of his life. Good luck to you buddy in the States, study hard and play harder!
I just got back from the airport so I'm totally exhausted. I'll probably upload the pictures tomorrow, but we'll see how it goes. Its the time of the year where friends start flying off to never never land. First nood and now ButtZ. -Sigh- How could you all bear to leave cute little me all alone in stupid, sunny Singapore? -pouts-
In any case, it was the first day of school today and boy, was it crowded. I believe I mentioned before that I really really hate crowds. It really got to a point where I felt terribly claustrophobic and wished that somebody had invented teleportation. Needless to say, I felt like I was on the show "Lost" today when I could not find the stupid office to collect the matric card. After bumming around for almost 45 minutes and practically walking around the entire campus, we finally found the place (dear god!)
I wanted to have lunch there too, but it was just too crowded and Kexin was sick, so I lunched at KFC instead. Bad decision as I ate Popeyes not 3 hours later at Changi. I'm sorry but I can't resist the cajun fries, cajun mashed potatoes and awesome coleslaw. Seriously, thats just raw temptation at work and few are immune to the charms of Popeye's.
We slacked around a while more at Pacific Coffee then decided to return home. Yes I know that this entry is degenerating into a day to day event synopsis but bear with me a little, my mind is not really working that well.
I guess the highlight of the day was when we spotted a really pretty girl in the queue at the airport. She was wearing aviator shades, so her face was almost covered, but she was really tall, had superbly long legs, a nice golden tan and long lucious curls. Dressed in a short jeans skirt and a matching jacket, she practically commanded the attention of our entire group for almost 5 mins. Then Kristy said, "Why is she standing with her legs open?", a comment which was promptly followed by the typical "Hurhur she just got screwed" response.
Matt swore that she was a supermodel and that he had seen her before on TV or something. Meanwhile, the guys were still trying to prevent a potential hardon by thinking about Naruto as a drag queen. Then, it happened. Somehow, the eagle-eyed Kristy spotted her going to the toilet. Nothing wrong with that yeah? Nope, except for the fact that it was the "male" toilet that she was going to. She nudged me and we both watched with morbid fascination as she realized her mistake the second she opened the door and walked out rapidly. We looked at each other with dawning realization on our faces and smirked.
Trevor then exploded with a gem that sparked all sorts of controversy by saying, "I knew it, no Singaporean girl could be that chio! Must be a tranny!" (I don't remember it verbatim, but thats the general idea.) Then SOMEONE mentioned that she was standing with her legs so wide open because there was SOMETHING hanging down there still. Something about the entire situation struck me as super funny due to the varying reactions before and after the discovery. Ahh well, Cest la vie.
Many many thanks to DeBuG for helping me fix the problem with the frame width. Please check if you guys still have weird fonts or stuff like that. I really like this layout too much to change it haha. Lastly, since I'm super braindead, I shall go to bed and I'll leave you with this quote of the day: "If you think that you're a smoker, you're not. The cigarette is the one that smokes. You're just the sucker at the end."
;I CREATED A SHEEP!
12:48 AM
Thursday, August 03, 2006
School school..
Thats right people, its back! And its bigger than ever! Academic year 2006/2007 is starting with a big bang once again! Who will emerge victorious? Who will be crowned king of the kings? Will there be a major upset? Or would it be a one man show yet again? Find out more about the neverending joys and trepidations as I take you through an exhilliarating ride down the Nile!
Shameless advertisement aside, QET is over and I just received my timetable today. How Lovely? WRONG. Its a shitty shitty piece of timetable that should be buried under the deepest ocean, at an approximate angle of 66.669175 degrees off the core of the earth and guarded 24 hours around the clock by cthulus armed with fancy biological weapons. Why is that so, you may ask. Perhaps its the fact that I take about 45 minutes to get to school from home. A two way trip from school to home and back again would take maybe 1.5 hours. So.. why is it that I have to go to school for a 1 hour class on Monday!!!!
Besides that, my timetable is fine really. For starters, I have a 1 hour lesson on Mondays, a 3 hour lab session on Tuesdays and Thursdays free. Then, I get to go to school on Wednesdays at 0930 in the morning, have classes until 1130 and wait for my next class.. which is at 1630. Did I mention that the last class is 1 hour long? In case you were counting, thats 5 hours in between. Oh lets not forget Fridays, where I have a lovely 3 hour break in the middle of nowhere. It just can't get any better than this, really. Really.
Sad to say, my days of freedom are nearing its end. Good bye my wings, it was good to have you around. I'm sorry that I have to keep you in that dark, dirty box under the lowest rack in my dusty, damp, mildew-filled cupboard. I wish that there could be another way out of this, but I really want you to remember our parting as one filled with endless reluctance. I'll see you in four years.
And grandpa's fine now, thanks for the well wishes. =)
;I CREATED A SHEEP!
3:43 PM
