Kao Bei

Yeah. This might sound a bit kao bei, but my maths confirm full marks liaoz.

Hahas. Maths paper damn hosei.

I finish in like dunno how long.

Then checking that time keep finding careless mistakes, so keep redo-ing and keep asking for extra paper.

The invigilator damn sian diao and annoyed by my paper consumption also.

I counted, I used 15 pages and 15 sheets of papers. That means 7.5 (8) pages is enuf le.

Anyway, that aside. I creamed the paper and after noticing my careless mistakes (4 in total) I decided to recheck my work and re-write some of my answers. (that calls for more paper and also a more pissed off invigilator)

So, after another 3 more times of fruitless checking, I've convinced myself for the first time since who know when (P5?) that I've got myself a full marks paper.

I ended up stoning for 1 whole hour still. Not liking the pissed off look on the invigilators face, I decided to hide behind nico, who sort of just blocked her view of me and stooped low on the table, trying to sleep. Failed. Can't sleep. Somehow felt that there was a distraction, dunno what, there just was.

P.S. "full mark" only applies if f'(x), which I think is f-inv(x) [ and not f-prime(x)]

Bored

Wasted the whole day away.

Morning did GP paper.

I basically refused to think and was destined to write about scientist. I regurg-ed everything from my prelims (which I got 19/50) and added a bit more, including how Bush won the US elections. (no idea why Bush winning was relevant, but brought it out when I started on the A-bomb and weapons of mass destruction)

Compre was better. I was destined to screw up the whole thing. Yup, and I assume by now, I'd be destined to have given u enuf clue to guess which side I was destined to be on. Yup, blame it all on destiny, it's never my fault. I pretty proud of how good I am at crapping. Think my conclusion was quite ...cute... I'm really weak in vocab and can't find a more appropriate word. (I know the word and me dun mix, but WTH)

In conclusion, ... ... Bush was destined to win the election, just as the public was destined to choose him ... ... "choose our destiny" as Park has mentioned should thus be changed to "choice, our destiny".

How lame can it get?

Then on returning home, started BBOing until now.

When not playing, I was reviewing some of the olympiad hands.

Can't imagine that a 7nt cold contract for EW can become a 2Sx-4 or 2Sx-5 sac for NS.
http://bridgebase04.bridgebase.com:81/vug/Olympiads.Segment.Semi%20Final%20-%20Seg%203.lin
(board 5)
I also can't believe how EW can make 4H= on one table and NS can make 4Sx= on the other.
http://bridgebase04.bridgebase.com:81/vug/Olympiads.Segment.Round%20of%2016.lin
(board 2)

Been really scanning through somemore and noticed the power of precision, roman clubs and polish clubs system. Hey, does anyone who read this know any of the above systems and wun mind partnering a newbie to train for the NUS comp at the end of the year?

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Can't kick start my revision, everytime I read, I'll think of "swan". Everytime I get "swan" out of my mind, "penguin" will message me? No interest, but WTH, have to ying4 chou2. Hope neither of them will read this post, doubt "penguin" will know who I'm refering to anyway.

That's beyond the point. I'm bridging now and I do wish to use the mask's catch phrase in his cartoon/movie. "Somebody stop me!!!"

Yar, stop me from bridging, I need to start chem p3 on monday, not a single piece of clue what happens when you mix organics with inorganic stuff. Maybe the organics shampoo will clean the inorganic stuff?

Oh, WTH, here's a poem about choices for the cambridge examiners. Thought of it in the last 45 minutes of my essay. Knew I read it somewhere before. :D (If you know, dun say where)

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on top of spagetti
all covered with cheese
i lost my poor meatball when i
was destined to sneeze

it rolled on the table
and on to the floor
and then my poor meatball
was destined to roll out of the door

it rolled in the garden
and under a bush
and then my poor meatball
was destined to be nothing but mush

and then next summer
when skies were free
my poor meatball
would be destined to grow into a tree

so next time you eat spaghetti
all covered with cheese
hold on to your meatball
and don't CHOOSE to sneeze!

crap

feel like crap when I woke up this morning.

been thinking a lot of stuff lately and nones gonna help me in my As or GP tmr.

Darn, I'm quite dead.

Just bridges another morning away, might be bridging another afternoon away.

No prizes for guessing what I did the last few days, but yar, quite sian.

Tired

I suddenly notice a lot of ppl frequent my blog. makes me feel guilty not to blog at times.

I'm still very tired.

Woke up this morning to an open wound on my finger. (I'll never forget to put a plaster again.)

Oh, and for those who are concerned, the cut is quite deep, tt's why it's taking so long to recover. I confirm no glass in my wound le.

Super tired, but super motivated to mug.

Been talking to everyone about Eaglez yesterday too. Not to mention got motivated to pia also by e fact that I managed to scrape through my prac even though I was almost an hour down relative to the others.

I'm damn hyper now, think I'll go bridge 1 or 2 boards and start mugging.

Feeling damn fresh after all the sleep I clockup yesterday.

4pm-8pm
11pm-10am

that's like a cool 15 hours of sleep!!! bet all my lost energies will becovered.

I feel like a recharged energiser, never say die!

Chem prac

I never knew chem prac could be so fun!!!!!
KNN!

P.S (pre-script) : I'm very grumpy now, please leave my blog asap before you continue as I'll be swearing alot. Thank you for your attention.

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Ok, here goes.

Chem prac was exactly the same as 2003 JC2 BT2 paper. It was supposed to be smooth sailing cas I saw it before.

So, I titrated. (Thoughts in bracket.)
10 cm3
20 cm3 (almost there!!!)
30 cm3 (eh, why no change har?)
40 cm3 (WTF?!?)
50 cm3 (Ok, must be some mistake!!!!!)

So I wash everything, re-read the question, and titrated from the start again.
10 cm3
20 cm3 (dun even see a sign of colour change leh)
30 cm3 (still so PINK!!!! I hate pink!!!)
40 cm3 (OMG, again?)
50 cm3 (OK, must be something contaminated)

So I went to change my FA2. (stupid decision)
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 (all pink)

ARGHHHH!!!!! (Hence forth, brackets indicate comments, not thoughts)

Then I added phenolphthalein to FA2 (FA2 placed in beaker)
...
pink!

oh no!!!! erm, wait, that's good.

Then, the moment of truth!
I added phenolphthalein to the whole reagent bottle of FA1.

TADA!!!! PINK!!!

BINGO!!!!

pink flamingo, pink ostrich, pink ..., but pink phenolphthalein with HCl! OHA! we've got a seventh wonder here! Alkali HCl. Wait, that's possible, issit?

Anyway, I wasted half an hour like that.

managed to rush through the rest of the paper with out too much problems and I actually finished the paper.

Hahas. I still like the carbonate part.

I added HCl to FA5, then I smelt Cl2 gas.

Hmm, cannot deduce anything leh.

So, I took another bottle and add again.

Smelt it, hmm... Smells like coke.

Wait!!!!! Coke was high carbon dioxide content!!! (is it carbon dioxide?)

Invigilator:"pens down!"

(aiyah, no time, put CO2 lar.)

Invigilator:"I said pens down!!!!"

(no time to write about CaOH, just write CO3 2-)

So drama!

Pack up!!!!!

wash this, empty that, throw this, return that, ...

OK, let's check my list, what's missing?

1 100ml beaker... check
2 250ml beaker... check
3 conical fask... check
5 droppers... check
3 bloiling tube... check
6 testubes... check
burette... check
pipette... check
pipette filler... pipette filler? Oops, it's on the pipette.

(pull) cannot come out leh
(twist) not even an nm
(brute force, hahas, I was pissed enuf back then) Piak!

what happen?

look at finger, look at table, look at broken pipette. Oops...

Walk up to the lab tech...

YH: "Erm, excuse me."
Lab Tech: "You wait har."
YH(who finally feels the pain of the blood oozing from his finger) : "Eggs-kills-me!!!!"
LT: "I said wait lar."
YH: "..." (dotz, not smiley)

finally after what must have been years which was magnified into eternity by the pain on my finger, the Lab tech turns around ...
LT: "Yesh? May I help you?"

(Yesh you could, by turning around earlier)

YH: "Erm, where do I throw this?"
LT: "Aiyoh, why you so careless one har?"
YH: "Yar, I'm very sorry."
someone behind me: "excuse me."

LT turns away,
LT: "Yesh?"
YH: "Erm, I got a very deep cut."

crimsom blood was dripping from my hand like the spilt FA3 flowed freely from the reagent bottle into the measuring cylinder, but the Lab Tech definately didn't hear the sound of my blood flowing which m,ost probably sounded either like the gushing of a river or the ouching sound I've been making to get her attention.

YH(shouting): "PLEASE!!!!! EGGS-KILLS-ME!!!!!"
LT: "Aiyah, what lar? You go throw away the broken pipette and go back and pack lar, the next shift coming in!!!!"

She said all that without turning around.

YH: "..."
(tap tap tap)
LT finally turns around.

I raise up my blood drenched finger and showed it to her, expected to ask me where the brick red ppt came from.

LT: "Oh no! Your eally very careless leh!"

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You think that's the end?

No way, the saga continues... (not the saga seeds, you watch star wars, do you? yar, vadar strikes back)

My apologies, Star Wars episode 3 is Revenge of the sith, not Vadar strikes back.

Anyway, I saw Ms Oei, then she help me bandage up, ... bla bla bla ... (so nice)

Then I ask her if shd have extra time and she said yes, but now too late.

Abuden?!?

So she ask me to leave my particulars and wad not.

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Then later Ms Oei go into the LT when we were "locking up" to look for me.

hahas, then I must re-explain my situation and what the hell.

Sorry, very tired now, need to sleep. Took all the blood supplements I can find, iron tablets, chicken essence, ...

Shiok

Hahas. Very eventful today.

Hmm. 2 significant things abt "bridge" happen today and I' not so sure about saying one of them.

While I talk abt the Mr Lee story, I'll consider abt telling the other one.

Mr Rudy Lee "caught" me, jack, jackie and franklin playing bridge. Then we argued with him. Gee, I think I pissed him off again. I'm so worried now.

Hmm. Aiyah!! Think those ppl who know will know lar. Those ppl who I dun wanna know dun tell them how. Thx!

:p think I'll go sleep now. Feeling so lame and stupid and sick doing whact I did today.

Yawnz.

MUG!!!!!

Don't know what I've been doing the last few days.

Almost completing Mario Golf Advanced Tours. Actually, it's completed, but I just wanna make sure I've used every character in the game play against every other one.

Charmed today sucked. Wyatt is such a cute baby, how can they make him evil?

Anyway, tt beyond the point, I'm sleeping less and less. No, I'm not studying, I'm playing. But I'm playing not cas I dun wanna mug, but cas I dun wanna sleep. I scares me how much I'm thinking about some ppl the last few days. I dun wanna dream of them. Cas if I do, tt's the end of the world and it'll haunt me for e rest of my life. Hahas. 2 bad experiences are bad enuf. And honestly, they are the only 2 dreams I can remember at all. Better still, I rmb them vividly.

reading on the plot of charmed now. Think I shouldn't talk about it. In case you wanna watch the show, putting anything here will ruin it. But if you do wanna know, SMS me. :p

Just to sneak a preview of the Chris saga, Drew Fuller will appear only 13 more episodes. He'll eventually take his bow and not appear in the next seaon. (season 7) So, ppl who like ogling at him, be ready to count down.