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.