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Tuesday, July 29, 2008

UBERUBERCLEAN


look at my desk. It's UBER TIDY.

Well after almost two months of intensive projects, I finally found time to clear up my desk. Everything clean clean swee swee now, *grins*
It feels so good to have a clean table.

MFS paper today was totally cui. I felt the urge to tear up the paper and just walk away. But I can't. Throughout the 2hours my mind was somewhere else, cause I gave up after the first mcq question.

All projects are over, mfs paper over.
Time to party people.

Friday, July 25, 2008

dopedopedope



Hiphop1 officially ended.
The eight lessons had been fun, especially when you have a super cute instructor.
Which is why I'm going to hiphop2.

While I was on my way to SMU to slack with cm, we saw this super cool projection on the front of The Singapore Art Museum

Projection of sketches onto the building, then opposite you could see all the photographers with imba SLRs snapping away.

next lesson is two weeks away :D


DOPE AR!
edit:/
I was so bored in class today I made an animation :D
video

Aromatic yet disturbing

Sis has gone bonkers. Ever since mama bought the new oven, she's been playing with it. And now, she's baking cookies in the middle of the night. The overwhelming smell of freshly baked cookies makes it hard to sleep. ZAMMIT.
Worst part is, she makes me test all of them, like a guinea pig. Ar, the carbs are getting into me.





Happy Birthday Sean.
I'd give up all the handsome guys in the world for you, really.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

eeeyer you suck like a straw

Standing Broad Jump: Silver
Shuttle run: Gold
Pull-up: Gold
Sit&Reach: Gold
SitUp: Gold
2.4km run: BRONZE


because of the bloody run, I've gotta retake all the items. Fuck.



*your tiny little voice irritates me. my god.*

Monday, July 21, 2008

ikillu!


Time to strike off the evil list of to-dos. *GRINS*

MFS done
INV done
TR done
PLB done
ECOM done
CFAS killer
WISP killer no.2

say hi to my new friend, Mr.BaChorMee

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

DADsasters

I guess the only time you were proud of me was when I got back my O' levels results, and you'd just go out for dinner with your so-called fellow buddies to showcase my report card to them in the form of verbal praises, when I'm not around.

Everyday I dread having dinner with you on the same table, cause you never asked what's going on in school, you never asked how I'm coping with the stress level. Yes, you said you keep me alive by giving allowances. Well, I can jolly well take up some jobs and quit school if that's what you really meant. You were never a friend to me, for you think all high of yourself and has never complimented me. All you do is reprimanding me about this and that, making me dislike you more.

Now, you asked for the desktop to be moved to the study room for your convenience. You blame me because the fucking four year old desktop with obscenely lousy specs crashed and I don't know how to fix it. I study finance, dammit. You expect me to fix the computer when you yourself doesn't even know how to use it. Fuck. You bought this thousand-dollar software and blamed me when it couldn't work on my laptop. Then you walk out of my room murmuring, as if I couldn't hear.

Your ego is killing me.
I fucking hate fathers with high ego

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Friday begone

I promised to be a good boy this weekend, but still got tempted and went zouk last night. I'm gonna abandon my friday phuture nights and start going on saturdays because it's 100times more fun than friday nights. The crowd was acceptable, the music was awesome, the people there were nice & friendly and no worries about the queue. No more friday nights yo! Clubbing becomes cheaper as time passes :D



ar.. here comes the rain

Thursday, July 10, 2008

nice

1. Investment project -yay-
2. Events comm project -yay-
3. MFS project -yay-
4. WISP presentation -boo-
5. Treasury project -boo-
6. MFS individual presentation -boo-
7. PLB project -boo-
8. CFAS project -boo-

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

blablabla

Sometimes I wish I could patent my presentation methods. It's just like the bubbletea and donut craze we'd had, like what my year 1 modules taught me. Stage 1: You get your credit for creating a new idea. Stage 2: People who think your business is lucrative comes into the market, trying to ride the wave. Stage 3: Market becomes saturated and you have no choice but to go bust.
Sounds similar eh?

Now I know the pain of those whose idea got stolen, or rather, duplicated.
In this competitive environment of elitism, I can now see what people can really do to make their mark. This taught me about the cold harsh reality of Singapore. So you say, why not? Everyone gets a share and everyone gets credit for it. At this point, another benchmark is set. Now we're all homogenous, no one has any advantage. Then, you try to get higher credit, but since everyone's doing what you do, the judge will go, "aw, same thing again". Subconsciously, he's already downgrading everyone. It's so boring isn't it.
Singaporeans say, copy copy here copy copy there, change abit, become yours.
I guess that's right in our society.
Not that you can't but, people like me don't like idea of copying, as of now.
I hate this aspect of life.

Call me selfish, call me bad.
It's like a stock market plunge.
Then they tell you, "welcome to the competition"


meoooww~

Sunday, July 06, 2008

woord

I thought we deserved an A, but the the tutor had different opinions. I reckoned that the tutor didn't pay attention to how we got our name to how we designed the ads according to the bank's image, and how we marketed it with our two-stage marketing. Isn't marketing campaigns 70% of the presentation? dammit. Everyone elses' marketing strategies are so cliche, and wow, some got an A.
Well, a B+. Gonna strike a low gpa this term again.

Went zouk to unwind after the mfs project. andrew andrew, maybe after so many nights of dj-ing in phuture he decided to change the music, which I didn't like at all. As usual, phuture packed with people and no space to dance at all. We could see people just going up and down, which was so lame if you looked at the big picture.

Oh, let me tell you about a little incident that happened before I went Zouk.
I got into a taxi and was on my way to fetching nam when the driver went into the wrong lane at the junction outside the police headquarters. In the moment of panic, he steered the wheel, turned to the other side and stepped onto the accelerator, not knowing that the whole car went up and down(literally) and mounted a kerb. Then, the kerb was under the car. After several tries, he still couldn't get it out. Coincidentally, a few bangladesh workers came by and helped to carry the car(literally) out of the kerb. Success. After that I moved on the fetch nam and jasper. Upon reaching zouk, the driver had the cheek to ask for the full amount, even when the meter was running while his car was stuck. fuck. Was in a silver cab anyway, and he kept praising the bangladesh workers about how his god is gonna bless them..blablabla. People like that should just get summons la. So now I know, next time if an accident happens, just walk away for another cab. Don't need to give face. They're money grabbers, so just walk away.

Next day, I had like 1.5 hours of sleep before preparing to go to school for stock challenge. The way to win the game, is to earn the most money out of the few rounds of trading and I realised that to win that game, you just have to bet on the few stocks and keep getting dividends out of them, which is so unrealistic because you wouldn't want to do that in reality. People who do that just go bankrupt every now and then. I wouldn't have gone if melody didn't ask me to. She accompanied me for lunch during my itp, so I reckoned I should return the favour. It was sponsored by Citigroup btw. I can't believe it. In the middle of the game, they asked each team to come up with a name and a slogan.
Here to share mine...
StickStock Brokers
"you stick the money, we pick the stocks"

I can be a marketeer lol

something happened during dance class that friday.
and I'm so happy now.
I can like dance continuously for 12hours, rest for 15min, and start dancing again.

Thursday, July 03, 2008

38.3 degree celsius

been sleeping late recently
definitely not in good mood

you took me for granted
I accepted it
you made me wait for an hour
I accepted it
I couldn't reach you by phone
I accepted it

and now this.
daddy assumes it's me who left the door unlocked, when I didn't even come home until now.

thanks for wasting my time..
& leave me alone.