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for the past month i’ve been trying to concentrate on getting new clothes in time for the chinese new year. cos there was one year i had to collect my altered jeans which i didn’t even quite like from jurong point on new year’s eve, in the evening. being a smarter shopper nowadays, i decided to start shopping earlier, so that i can get clothes i like, the correct sizes, and of course, before new year eve.

out of desperation i asked my sister if she had started her shopping, since she hasn’t been seen lugging bags of shopping home and i thought i would feel a lot better if she hadn’t started. she looked at me with a look of contempt mixed with disgust and proclaimed that she had completed shopping a long time ago.

darn it. i’m the only one in the family who hasn’t finished the shopping. even the guys in the family have done theirs.

and it’s all thanks to the crazy tuition schedule i have, classes (not many, though) and the fact that i am bound to the school’s computers i have no time to shop. fyp is helpful in this department too. it has effectively kept me working intensively for a few days, then taking a few weeks’ break. all these are driving me crazy.

and this class presentation i had to do yesterday. my group mates asked to meet in sengkang last saturday, on the day i was supposed to go shopping. despite the effort we put in, we were shot left, right, centre by the instructor.

of course, he meant for us to learn, not discouraged or insulted. but i wish he had stopped harping on the fact that our sales forecast weren’t reliable at all. or that making figures up wasn’t a good idea.

yes, yes and yes. i knew all this were coming, but what could he expect when he asked us to do a sales forecast of jam in cambodia? there’s an obscene lack of information and when i explained to him the reason, i seriously don’t know if he was listening. i had to repeat myself so many times it began to sound like a sorry excuse.

there were classmates who suggested claiming that the figures were real or to make up some other excuse, but then hey, he’s not dumb either what. and i do agree with his point, just that if he wanted to attack the sales forecast solely based on that i couldn’t help it.

no available information means no available information. i don’t see the point in defending myself in cases like that.

anyway that was one of the worst presentations i’ve ever done for the past three years cos i couldn’t even speak properly. dunno what happened to me yesterday. sigh.

i’m going shopping tomorrow. one day before the chinese new year eve.

happy new year to everyone.

how i wish i can get a new computer for cny. i’ll gladly trade up all the angpaos.

ok everyone, here’s the official announcement:

i will not be seen online from this moment on (actually since last week), unless i am in school. this is due to the recent death of my computer. and since i have a 7-hour timetable with lots of tuition classes here and there, i will be living without internet, more or less.

and don’t ask me for any photos cos the harddisk is dead for the time being (second one in two years) and i lost all my photos!! yes my heart is aching cos there was a hell lot of stuff in there. fortunately i did a 2005 photo collage. phew.

stay entertained, people.

till my return.

attended the ntu pageant last thurs to support my friend, who eventually won the crown, as well as miss photogenic and miss healthy glow.

i always thought the past pageant queens were typically ugly, but then i have to say my friend shone among the other finallists. there were some who were so nervous on stage i wonder why they joined. then there were some who were so pretentious on stage they didn’t show the real personalities behind that mask, or perhaps the real personality wasn’t that attractive either. there were some who were plain, some who were ugly, but even those didn’t show stunning intelligence or unique personalities.

the pageant wasn’t that painful to watch, by ntu standards, but the hosts were. to be specific, the female host was a particular pain-in-the-ass. her obviously fake tone sounded like the audience (sponsors included) were a bunch of kindergarten kids, the way she spoke. and her favourite line when speaking to audience/finalists was, “so, how are you feeling tonight?” ok i know she was trying to be casual, but she could have done better, such as coming up with other lines or saying something more creative. both hosts couldn’t handle crises at all, and their vocabulary was limited to “pretty” and “beautiful”.

even the irritating superstars sugi and some other guy were more tolerable than the hosts. i have to say they sang pretty well though.

but, i shouldn’t be whining much, considering it’s a ntu pageant.

i was about to brag about my shopping experience last weekend, when the jinxed qiuling called me and MY COMPUTER JUST DIED AFTER THAT!! ok never mind, my aussie bro is back in town and he’s gonna fix it for me.

but anyway, yeah i’ve got THE diary. it’s red in colour, doesn’t look dowdy, made of nice leather material and erm, yeah slightly smaller than a5 size. it’s a week on two pages, not the ideal one day a page, but never mind, i can live with this format for a year.

now lemme go on to my first day of school.

the morning class was a screw up. the instructor’s great and everything, but the groups got screwed up again. due to the class’ warped concept of fairness. there’s no justice and fairness in this world anymore.

we were forced to split up our groups by the other groups just because they didn’t want to split up. and then they practically didn’t give us a choice to remain as a group or be noble and split. they just crowded around us and “invited” us to their groups (translate: split up). and the seminar manager wasn’t doing anything to help us, or make things fairer, most probably cos his group was one of those under the danger of being asked to split up too.

so this semester, i wouldn’t be doing any projects with my hangout gang. to those who say that i’ll make more friends and i should try to work with other people whether i like it or not cos working life is just like that, go screw yourself. i will have enough of working life in future, i already had experience of such stuff in the past, and they can give these “learning opportunities” and “character building lessons” to other brats.

second lesson of the day: we started to consider switching modules even before attending this class. cos out of a class of more than 40 students, there were 10 singaporeans. and yeah, the rest were norwegians. to put it in the words of a classmates, it’s like singaporean students experiencing an exchange semester in norway. i have nothing against norwegians, i’m just a little xenophobic and i am very uncomfortable with the local-foreign-students ratio.

so much for a good final semester i thought i was going to have.

construction for the new mrt extensions beyond boon lay has begun. finally, my home will be within walking distance of the second-last-mrt-station-to-be. it’ll be completed in 2009, but then it’s better than nothing! it means saving about 20 minutes for journeys to almost everywhere.

and, there’s an almost direct bus to orchard now! within 10 minutes walking distance too! man, i’m so excited, haha. one of the reasons why i hated orchard was because it’s extremely inaccessible for me. cos it meant boarding a feeder bus to boon lay interchange, then taking the train to city hall (or is it raffles place?) then getting on to the yellow-red route. i can finally reach orchard by taking just one bus! i shall start exploring orchard more often now.

oh yes, i went to library 1 in the evening to print out some fyp articles and man, i sure love the new system. the ez-link card system is on trial, they have 8 black-and-white printers (quite a majestic view to see them in a row) and 1 coloured one. and instead of relying on your sixth sense to choose a printer from the computer area, we can now reroute the print jobs to idle printers when releasing the print jobs!

and they have a huge kick-ass philips hdtv flat screen tv displaying all the print jobs on queue. the tv is a beauty. still, i spent 1 bloody hour standing in front of the printer cos my stuff was just too much trouble.

my monotonous life is so obvious. i can rave about transportation and printing systems in school. i can’t help it. i’ve been spending most of my time giving tuition classes and staying at home watching tv. but tomorrow will be better, cos i’ll be out shopping/window shopping and hunting down the perfect 2006 diary.

hey world, here i come!

ever since year 2 the school career services branch has been bombarding my email account with career help. seminars, talks, grooming sessions, wardrobe consultants, interviews, meetings with their staff, etc. etc.

for once the school is so freaking efficient i’m wondering if the career services is really a part of school. or are they truly truly inspired to help us aimless undergrads get jobs? or *ahem does the school just wanna make sure us graduates will get a job asap so we don’t spoil the statistics they present in the national media every year?

but then, i’m at this cross roads in my life. i’m still considering what i wanna do for the next few years of my life. and i’m really freaking confused enough, constant emails offering me so much help doesn’t help me. i wish they have an option to unsubscribe from all these emails.

ok, ok i really DO appreciate all these help from the school. just that it’s for the wrong person, at the wrong timing. i guess the other grads find them useful.

by the way, to all the ladies out there:

there’s a sale!

there’ll be a loreal roadshow at causeway point from 4th jan to 8th jan from morning dunno what time to 10pm daily. 20% off for all products (make-up and skincare) and lots of value packages!

please look for my favourite attachment mate neoh qiuling (i dunno if they have nametags but a photo below to help) who’ll be working as a promoter.

 

BUY FROM HER!

while i do appreciate classes starting next week, it’s still a bad start to a brand new year.

i have been awake for less than 4 hours, and i am already pissed.

firstly, this instructor of a core module insists that everyone signs up with a yahoo group he has set up for this course we’re taking. i wouldn’t mind, except that yahoo is a mega pain in the ass. mega, i mean it. i had to go through the trauma of signing up yet another account for this purpose, cos i can’t remember the password for the previous yahoo account i had and the id wasn’t exactly mature too. also,which other frequently-used internet account requires you to sign in again and again for almost every other button you click when you are already signed in? besides, that means downloading course documents from edventure and checking the yahoo group for announcements and discussions (which probably leads to another 1,573 times of keying in your password to “sign in”). .

secondly, my internet connection is extremely cranky and sluggish today. and i have quite a few things to settle online.

thirdly, i am suffering from withdrawal symptoms every diary-less person experiences. i am so lost without the diary. scraps of paper here and there noting down tuition lesson slots and chunks of timings and appointments in my mind, none of which seems very concrete. those who are supposed to meet me this week please give friendly reminders in case i forget.

oh yes, my phone is ready for collection. today’s the 3rd of jan, my phone’s first birthday and it’s spent in the phone hospital. how depressing. but i don’t know when i’m collecting it, so for those who wanna msg me (except for miss seah whose no. is etched in my mind for the purpose of frequent s.o.s internet smses, weiwei and moon) please do identify yourself. otherwise i have to a) waste a message to ask you who you are before i reply you. b) scroll down the entire phonebook to look for a matching number.

yeah, samsung did lend me a loan set eventually. still, my next phone’s gonna be a nokia.

2005 and 2006 are the same to me.

so far, i can only spot a difference between 2005 and 2006.

in 2005, i had a funky orange diary in which i wrote down a hell lot of stuff other than deadlines and appointments. i loved it cos it got more and more seasoned looking.

plus it was from fengyiyiyi and lee jiana. hehe.

in 2006, i’m still diary-less. i’m gonna embark on an intensive search for THE 2006 diary next week.

but this year, i’m gonna look for another kick-ass diary, as kick-ass as my orange one.

the conditions which are to be met by the diary:

1) it has to be one-day-a-page diary. a5 size.

2) preferably dark red in colour. i’m in a dark red phase.

3) affordable. though the term affordable is pretty elastic.

4) it’ll be good if it doesn’t come with all the junk pages like the world map, conversion tables, etc.

5) it shalt not be common.

which is exactly why i haven’t settled for the same range of 2006 diaries as my outdated orange one. i didn’t know of anyone with the orange one, or anything from that range, but too many people commented it’s nice. and the 2006 range was widely publicised in magazines and the papers.

6) it has to be aesthetically pleasing.

six simple conditions, that’s all. and i haven’t found THE one.

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