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I swear my HY2246 lecturers are trying to kill us. Both end-of-term essay questions are interesting. But interesting questions are usually killers. I guess that's what they mean by "live fast, die young". ok, i admit its not very apt.

update

i am ashamed to say that this past few weeks since my bday week has been kind of slack. I attribute it to the end of term essays, but uuggghh. they're just convenient excuses, aren't they! bleahs. In any case, i'm finally done with my third lit text Waiting for the Barbarians. A pretty good book actually. hmm.. phewz. Oh well, at least I have not been thrown out of my HY2246 class (yet). I am happy for now. sigh.

Ok very disjointed thoughts now. Its a symptom of a lack of sleep. (I am ashamed to say i sleep 8 hrs a day. haha. this is really bad).

random

"The Daily Mail reports that a divorce settlement could potentially leave Guy Ritchie [film director; Madonna's husband; he's nine years younger than her] pocketing up to £150million..."

- Source: http://blogs.nzherald.co.nz/blog/blogger-bites-back/2008/10/16/its-official-madonna-and-guy-ritchie-divorce/?c_id=1501366&objectid=10537779

Wow. Just some random stuff I heard on FM93.3.

Ok, it's back to work. More essays. Many more to go...


... then again, why bother? I should really just stop studying and look for a sugar mama. darn! I should have applied for the tai tai block for my hostel. *shoots himself in the foot*

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On second thoughts, at least I have my PHD Comics to keep me happy. for now.

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I liked this quote from Facebook:
"Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. A second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience."

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indulgence

Here check this out... from one of my really bored TAs:
http://www.phdcomics.com/comics/archive_list.php

A little preview:



I should really get back to writing my paper. But... just ONE more series of comic strips, ok?

21 days, 504 hours, 30240 seconds.

I will survive.

raaaahhh.

it has been a week of Slacking, (wanton) Indulgence and Non-activity (SIN)

so it is. the 21st Bday week... wheee~! (I felt compelled to demonstrate some degree of enthusiasm). Two more mini-celebrations to go, i think. In any case, thanks to all my friends who have taken the effort to pull a grudging eejun away from his stacks of work to restore his sanity (somewhat) and do something special for his 21st. My gratitude also goes out to the numerous who flooded my phone inbox, email and facebook. The Communication Revolution is amazing (I can't help but say something historical).

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In spite of my avid fans who expressed a profound disgust at the prevalence of the topic 'Work' appearing in my blog posts, I can't resist but say that as much as I try to post something different, 'Work' always creeps in :(. I mean, you can't really help it if that's your major pre-occupation, right? But I'll try.

In any case, I'm looking at museums now. It's so interesting. hmmm.

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my 100th blog post

hmmm. that's fast. I think it's my 4th year with blogger already. Actually, I don't think it's my 100th post, since I've actually taken almost 3 years worth of posts down before resurrecting this blog.

In any case, Here's something interesting that I'll like to recount:



To cut the long story short, I was essentially charged $70 more than the advertising price (not that I was cheated, but that there was a discrepancy between the website and actual retail price). So I sent an email out, and that would be $50 of rebates. whew!

So, to all my dear friends out there:

The customer is always right! Consumer is king! Arise!

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Anyway, here's another interesting article I would like to recommend:
http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/2008/10/06/how-do-you-turn-passion-into-a-career-and-should-you/

Well, I was just thinking that what the article says does make sense. Then again, I think it a scary revelation: What happens when one day you've finally found something in your life that you really want to do, for the rest of your life, only to realise that in doing so, you get so sick and tired of it?

ponders.

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New mp3 uploaded! "Chu Mo", by Chen Diya. (I still don't like Chen Wei Lian's version)

In any case, I stumbled upon this rather interesting MTV of Chu Mo:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viFSW6uY-aQ

Interestingly, the MTV opens with two girls frolicking around. I'm suspecting thy're lesbian. Anyway, so the story goes, along comes a guy who's smitten with one of the girls (who has asthma. IMHO, she's the chio-er one. But I digress). So the (lesbian?) counterpart felt kind of left out, and eventually one day, the couple (not the lesbian couple) goes on some excursion, and so happens that the asthma girl drops her bag with all her stuff, and the (lesbian?) friend secretly hides her inhaler (Ed: kudos to Sharon for supplying the word inhaler. lol). So in a rather chilling fashion, asthma girl suffers a relapse, couple fails to find the inhaler, girl faints, drama scene of rushing to hospital ensues (with all the rain and snow), girl dies, kind of sad.

My question is: isn't the conceptualizing a bit strange. I mean, in a rather twisted way it does fit the narrative, but... it's kind of strange.

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ok many random posts.

a hopeful Sunday.

well. here's what. i'm sick and tired of writing my bloody mid-term essay. That's it. no more thinking. just slicing down the word limit and that's that. raaah. i want to enjoy a proper Sunday (the first since sch started?). Anyway, some random pictures I took with my KS20's 2 megapixel camera:

My surrounding housing estate:


my work place:


my work desk again. I thought a sepia mode was rather suitable for the subject I'm working on - history:


I wonder why i have such a messy table when I'm only a Year One writing a 1200 word essay. What happens when I'm writing my Honours thesis? Will I need to paste a hazard sign outside my room to prevent people from stepping over all my books strewn all over the floor (i imagine)?

hmmm..

oh blasted! i just saw the thick stack of SE readings that has been banished to the far ends of my table. dang. there goes my Sunday.

raaahh

i'm not sure if i should be happy. I should be relieved, at least, but i'm not.

raaahh. essays.

random thought

Singapore has a new Olympics gold medalist - me! I think I win the award for most patient living creature on Earth. It took me 3 bloody hours, but I did manage to t/f my SIM contacts into my new SIM card, finally. My phone's still acting kind of strange, but oh well. Can't be bothered.

Still, it was interesting to scroll down the list (since I'm already at such a monotonous and repetitive task, I figured that it'll be good to think of something philosophical behind my endeavors). I realised just how many contacts I actually have (approx. 375). The funny thing is, all of these people had played a role in my life, one way or another. Some have exerted an almost life-long influence (the record stands at 9 years and counting) in my life, others have appeared only relatively recently (think: few years/months), yet others may have only left a barely impressionable footprint, and in a select few it is strange how once-upon-a-time they were basically the people whom my life revolved round primarily, and has since disappeared without a trace. Still, they have all left some influence upon my life, one way of another. Perhaps some of them will never again cross paths with mine (and think about the numerous 'lost' contacts that never actually made it to your phone). Or maybe many years down the road, some may reappear and, who knows, might become one of my best friends under those circumstances. It's a strange world.

In any case, I do realise that my memory is failing. Behind many of the contacts' names, I actually have to put a designation to remind me who on earth so-and-so is, and why I actually 'know' so-and-so. Pathetic, isn't it? hmmm.

Whatever it is, I still hope LG would create a more user-friendly phone. And no, I still hate Nokia phones. Stop force-selling the brand to me!