Thank God for the Music
Hey there. Another busy week, and I'm getting rather exhausted. Yesterday was a bad day for Java, as I did pretty badly for my assessed sit-in lab (where we were supposed to submit two programs at the end of the one-hour period), and now several deadlines are looming around, nagging me a little harder by the minute.
I couldn't do one program for the sit-in lab (at least on-the-spot) so I concentrated my efforts in making this ROT13 program, which changes the characters of a given string into new characters with + 13 value in the alphabet (try mapping 1-26 from A-Z), and it seemed to be working perfectly, but it turns out I only passed 4 out of the 6 secret test cases of the autograder. I could've submitted after the one-hour period, but then I'd get only a third of the full marks. Besides, in my haste and panic, I unknowingly used up my submission quota of 10. Oh well.
Later in my SS (SG Studies) module, we tackled this entertaining Singaporean play, Emily on Emerald Hill. It was a nice monodrama/monologue, and the first discussion by the tutor-turned-lecturer (who, btw, Brice, Bryan (Cu) and I thought was quite pretty), but what seemed to bother us more were the nearing quiz, and the deadline for the proposal for our Assignment 2 (which would constitute a good chunk of our grade since this module is non-examinable).
I went back to the hall feeling quite tired, and took a quick nap, while preparing myself for a looooong night ahead, as I had two choirs to attend in the evening, the NUS Choir until about 9:30pm, and the KR Choir from 10:30pm onwards.
The choirs required some effort from me and my lungs of course, but halfway through, I was getting more and more relaxed, which should've been quite ironic, actually. But apparently, singing music does wonders, especially since we sung particularly good songs tonight: Fly Me to the Moon, Kyrie, and the spine-tingling Prayer to St Francis (for NUS Choir), and Hear the Music and the cool and humorous Beatles classic When I'm 64 (KR Choir).
I had to strain my vocal chords though, since I was singing for Bass 2 in NUS, and Tenor for KR. I was worried about the high notes (since this was the first sectional practice for KR), but it turned out to be a falsetto-fest of sorts (for everyone of us too). Hehe.
I'm still swamped us as ever, but maybe I'll just sing my way through.
Good Mistake
Today was a stressful day, and it isn't solely due to my Stats midterm test at 3 this afternoon.
Although of course Stats was a big factor. I reviewed my paper thrice, and I was almost confident I'd only get a mistake or two only. Turns out, I had at least 3 mistakes after consulting with the lecturer after the test. There were these tricky tricky questions, really, and for a few times there I could almost see the popping up of lightbulbs, but it turns out they did me more harm than good. My first answers were already right, and because of thinking too much (it was open-book too, btw) I changed it to something else. Oh well.
There was this particular question which I answered D, or "25", a change from my original answer of E, "There is insufficient information to answer the question". After much thought, I realized that you could do some standard deviation thing, and get the value of 25. Turns out E was the right answer after all, as a bunch of curious students gathering around Dr Gan (the prof who likes Garfield as much as he likes to digress..but it's all okay since he's funny) corrected me. Binara ba naman ako nung mga students. So here I must commend Dr Gan for smilingly giving me the best compliment I got on this sucky day: That was a good mistake.
The CS1101 test scores were released too. I'm about a point or two below the mean. Argh. I'm not sure if I should even be blogging this, as I'm not sure I'd like people to know too much about me. Especially if they like to sensationalize things, which is something I downright HATE.
Anyway, that's that. But those two tests didn't bother me as much as I was bothered by something else. It's about people looking down on my major: Statistics. It's about talking about me in the third person when I'm within earshot. Enough said.
Here's to more good mistakes, or better yet, right answers. And I'm not referring to test questions only.
G'night.
P.S.
Sorry Ferron I wasn't able to watch Imelda with you, Gelo, and the bridging kids. Not in the mood, not feeling well, tired. All valid excuses. I wanted to watch it though.
Happy happy birthday to one of my greatest teachers (and providers shempre), Dad. :)
Today was a stressful day, and it isn't solely due to my Stats midterm test at 3 this afternoon.
Although of course Stats was a big factor. I reviewed my paper thrice, and I was almost confident I'd only get a mistake or two only. Turns out, I had at least 3 mistakes after consulting with the lecturer after the test. There were these tricky tricky questions, really, and for a few times there I could almost see the popping up of lightbulbs, but it turns out they did me more harm than good. My first answers were already right, and because of thinking too much (it was open-book too, btw) I changed it to something else. Oh well.
There was this particular question which I answered D, or "25", a change from my original answer of E, "There is insufficient information to answer the question". After much thought, I realized that you could do some standard deviation thing, and get the value of 25. Turns out E was the right answer after all, as a bunch of curious students gathering around Dr Gan (the prof who likes Garfield as much as he likes to digress..but it's all okay since he's funny) corrected me. Binara ba naman ako nung mga students. So here I must commend Dr Gan for smilingly giving me the best compliment I got on this sucky day: That was a good mistake.
The CS1101 test scores were released too. I'm about a point or two below the mean. Argh. I'm not sure if I should even be blogging this, as I'm not sure I'd like people to know too much about me. Especially if they like to sensationalize things, which is something I downright HATE.
Anyway, that's that. But those two tests didn't bother me as much as I was bothered by something else. It's about people looking down on my major: Statistics. It's about talking about me in the third person when I'm within earshot. Enough said.
Here's to more good mistakes, or better yet, right answers. And I'm not referring to test questions only.
G'night.
P.S.
Sorry Ferron I wasn't able to watch Imelda with you, Gelo, and the bridging kids. Not in the mood, not feeling well, tired. All valid excuses. I wanted to watch it though.
Happy happy birthday to one of my greatest teachers (and providers shempre), Dad. :)
QUICKIE
Heeeey. Isn't it just so surprising, almost shocking even, that I haven't blogged for a week! Haha. Quite a feat.
I must confess though, that I tried to blog last night, and I was about 90% done when for some reason the browser window closed (I use this neat browser called Avant Browser btw, a cross between IE and Netscape), and everything went pffffft.
But I'm not complaining much, really. Today, and for the past few days, I've been feeling strangely fine.
Anyway, I promised this would be a quick one, so maybe I'll just rush through stuff since I still have a Statistics midterm tomorrow! ;)
* Java midterm test this afternoon. Quite okay, I guess. I've been cramming for it, actually, since I learned the never-study-in-bed lesson a little too late. I had a number of errors, I realized later in my discussions with classmates, but right now, I'm just relieved that it's over.
Oh, here's an interesting image:
Cool eh? That's for our Java Lab due on Sunday, 2359hrs. It's a representation of the Mandelbrot Set (I even used it for my MSN display pic). We had to create a program that would ask user inputs about whether the image is in color or grayscale, the image width and height, and the complex number coordinates of the top-left and bottom-right pixel. Here's a detailed description of the rather interesting torture. ;)
I worked overtime for that (I was submitted the program online the other day). Days and nights even. Still, I needed help from Wayne especially (who came to my room), Arthur (who I visited in his room in my old hall KE), and Brice (who patiently put up with my pestering on MSN and YM). Thank you everyone. Appreciate it a lot.
* I'm rediscovering Friendster! I used to search for and add friends mostly, but now that I seem to be just crowding up my friend list, I've decided to make testimonials! Quite fun, actually. Endearing even.
* Remember Alfian? He actually replied to my email. I didn't expect it, really, since he's accomplished and all, but there was this reply of considerable length in my inbox. I'll post it later. I wish I could write smart like him! You just know that he's got something to say. And he's a non-conformist too, so he has all these smart pointed opinions about significant matters in Singapore society. Hmm.. what do I write about, really? Hehe. Structured and sensible blabber, more like it. But heck, humor me. I'm just a kid. All 18 years of me. Hehe.
* NUS Choir practice from 10am-4pm yesterday! My legs hurt from too much standing. But it was nice really, and I'm beginning to really like the choir and the songs (although I think people there, me included, need to be more sociable hehe). We sing a variety of songs in different languages, but what I sincerely appreciated yesterday were the religious Christian hymns like Credo and Sanctus. Sends chills down my spine, especially since it's in Latin. And these brilliant composers, how they capture the emotions of the song.
I was beginning to think that with the intense workload of the NUS choir, what brilliant destressor it was to actually listen and enjoy what we were singing. Bah, in fact, people pay to listen to the NUS Choir (2 scheduled external performances in the next 2 weeks), so I might as well enjoy listening to, um.. US. Hehe. I have a long way to go before reaching the status of the other more experienced choir members, yes, but what I like about the choir is that we blend one another's voices and sing as one, so nobody specific really gets the credit. And as long as I don't sing the wrong notes, I must be doing something right, right? Hehe. Humor me, I'm just plain exhausted. :P
* I'm quite swamped with stuff to do, really, and I'm hurdling one task after another. There's this Stats test tomorrow, a Bio assignment on Thursday, a quiz in my SG studies next week, and loads of readings to do especially in Linear Algebra (since I'm so lost and the lecturer, although with the best intentions, is not helping much). But tomorrow, IMELDA muna! Thanks Ferron for inviting! And for being a constant blog reader shempre. Thanks!
And maybe here's the opportunity to thank all the rest of my blog readers. THANKS THANKS LOADS. While I can't really do an ala superstar-speech saying I blog because of the readership (since this is supposed to be a personal thing above all, right?), but I totally appreciate people stalking and spying on me by reading my blog. Hehe. (Maybe everyone secretly wants to be a superstar haha)
Hmm.. was this quickie not quick enough? Oops. Better get back to reading my statistics notes! God bless everyone!
Heeeey. Isn't it just so surprising, almost shocking even, that I haven't blogged for a week! Haha. Quite a feat.
I must confess though, that I tried to blog last night, and I was about 90% done when for some reason the browser window closed (I use this neat browser called Avant Browser btw, a cross between IE and Netscape), and everything went pffffft.
But I'm not complaining much, really. Today, and for the past few days, I've been feeling strangely fine.
Anyway, I promised this would be a quick one, so maybe I'll just rush through stuff since I still have a Statistics midterm tomorrow! ;)
* Java midterm test this afternoon. Quite okay, I guess. I've been cramming for it, actually, since I learned the never-study-in-bed lesson a little too late. I had a number of errors, I realized later in my discussions with classmates, but right now, I'm just relieved that it's over.
Oh, here's an interesting image:
Cool eh? That's for our Java Lab due on Sunday, 2359hrs. It's a representation of the Mandelbrot Set (I even used it for my MSN display pic). We had to create a program that would ask user inputs about whether the image is in color or grayscale, the image width and height, and the complex number coordinates of the top-left and bottom-right pixel. Here's a detailed description of the rather interesting torture. ;)
I worked overtime for that (I was submitted the program online the other day). Days and nights even. Still, I needed help from Wayne especially (who came to my room), Arthur (who I visited in his room in my old hall KE), and Brice (who patiently put up with my pestering on MSN and YM). Thank you everyone. Appreciate it a lot.
* I'm rediscovering Friendster! I used to search for and add friends mostly, but now that I seem to be just crowding up my friend list, I've decided to make testimonials! Quite fun, actually. Endearing even.
* Remember Alfian? He actually replied to my email. I didn't expect it, really, since he's accomplished and all, but there was this reply of considerable length in my inbox. I'll post it later. I wish I could write smart like him! You just know that he's got something to say. And he's a non-conformist too, so he has all these smart pointed opinions about significant matters in Singapore society. Hmm.. what do I write about, really? Hehe. Structured and sensible blabber, more like it. But heck, humor me. I'm just a kid. All 18 years of me. Hehe.
* NUS Choir practice from 10am-4pm yesterday! My legs hurt from too much standing. But it was nice really, and I'm beginning to really like the choir and the songs (although I think people there, me included, need to be more sociable hehe). We sing a variety of songs in different languages, but what I sincerely appreciated yesterday were the religious Christian hymns like Credo and Sanctus. Sends chills down my spine, especially since it's in Latin. And these brilliant composers, how they capture the emotions of the song.
I was beginning to think that with the intense workload of the NUS choir, what brilliant destressor it was to actually listen and enjoy what we were singing. Bah, in fact, people pay to listen to the NUS Choir (2 scheduled external performances in the next 2 weeks), so I might as well enjoy listening to, um.. US. Hehe. I have a long way to go before reaching the status of the other more experienced choir members, yes, but what I like about the choir is that we blend one another's voices and sing as one, so nobody specific really gets the credit. And as long as I don't sing the wrong notes, I must be doing something right, right? Hehe. Humor me, I'm just plain exhausted. :P
* I'm quite swamped with stuff to do, really, and I'm hurdling one task after another. There's this Stats test tomorrow, a Bio assignment on Thursday, a quiz in my SG studies next week, and loads of readings to do especially in Linear Algebra (since I'm so lost and the lecturer, although with the best intentions, is not helping much). But tomorrow, IMELDA muna! Thanks Ferron for inviting! And for being a constant blog reader shempre. Thanks!
And maybe here's the opportunity to thank all the rest of my blog readers. THANKS THANKS LOADS. While I can't really do an ala superstar-speech saying I blog because of the readership (since this is supposed to be a personal thing above all, right?), but I totally appreciate people stalking and spying on me by reading my blog. Hehe. (Maybe everyone secretly wants to be a superstar haha)
Hmm.. was this quickie not quick enough? Oops. Better get back to reading my statistics notes! God bless everyone!
ARGH
I hate it when a post doesn't get published because of Blogger's occasional server hiccups. I just made a rather lengthy post, and now it's all gone.
Oh well. my point there, anyway, is that I got Alfian Sa'at, this brilliant Singaporean poet and playwright, to sign my One Fierce Hour book. There was this big talk at NUS, see, and Alfian was one of the speakers. It was big in the sense that top officials (including the NUS President and Guest of Honour Senior Minister of departments I forgot), JC representatives, the press (Channel News Asia, The Straits Times) were all in attendance. Alfian was one of the four guest speakers. Oh, they talked about Singapore and its youth, about if the youth were turning out to be the "diminishing torch of idealism".
It was a very entertaining session, I must admit. But more than that, I learned much about Singapore and its issues, which may help me in my Singapore Studies module. (I'm enjoying my SS btw, and won't have it marked as pass/fail instead of the letter grade..maybe I'll even take a Minor in English Studies) I have to admit also, that Alfian was one of the major "pull" factors of the academic symposium.
If you remember, we've been discussing Poetry in my SS class, and Alfian's book was one of those we tackled. It was brilliant to say the least. He provides a very relatable kind of poetry in the Singapore context, yet manages to discuss the greater Singaporean issues incisively and with wit and humor. And oh, he was 21 when he wrote the book in 1998, while he was a medicine student here in NUS, and since then he has made a growing list of books and plays, and has received some Young Artist and Poetry awards.
I was rattled when I spoke to him, and, I spoke in lightning-speed again, as I always do in those tense, awkward situations (See entry the other day about that Choir Comm). But he turned out to be nice and friendly, even approachable.
I guess that makes me a fan of this accomplished young man. I sure hope though, that the next time I go ask for an autograph of some accomplished youth, like Jason Mraz or Usher maybe (!), I wouldn't be all too jittery. Maybe I should start attending those Toastmasters sessions I signed up for?
I hate it when a post doesn't get published because of Blogger's occasional server hiccups. I just made a rather lengthy post, and now it's all gone.
Oh well. my point there, anyway, is that I got Alfian Sa'at, this brilliant Singaporean poet and playwright, to sign my One Fierce Hour book. There was this big talk at NUS, see, and Alfian was one of the speakers. It was big in the sense that top officials (including the NUS President and Guest of Honour Senior Minister of departments I forgot), JC representatives, the press (Channel News Asia, The Straits Times) were all in attendance. Alfian was one of the four guest speakers. Oh, they talked about Singapore and its youth, about if the youth were turning out to be the "diminishing torch of idealism".
It was a very entertaining session, I must admit. But more than that, I learned much about Singapore and its issues, which may help me in my Singapore Studies module. (I'm enjoying my SS btw, and won't have it marked as pass/fail instead of the letter grade..maybe I'll even take a Minor in English Studies) I have to admit also, that Alfian was one of the major "pull" factors of the academic symposium.
If you remember, we've been discussing Poetry in my SS class, and Alfian's book was one of those we tackled. It was brilliant to say the least. He provides a very relatable kind of poetry in the Singapore context, yet manages to discuss the greater Singaporean issues incisively and with wit and humor. And oh, he was 21 when he wrote the book in 1998, while he was a medicine student here in NUS, and since then he has made a growing list of books and plays, and has received some Young Artist and Poetry awards.
I was rattled when I spoke to him, and, I spoke in lightning-speed again, as I always do in those tense, awkward situations (See entry the other day about that Choir Comm). But he turned out to be nice and friendly, even approachable.
I guess that makes me a fan of this accomplished young man. I sure hope though, that the next time I go ask for an autograph of some accomplished youth, like Jason Mraz or Usher maybe (!), I wouldn't be all too jittery. Maybe I should start attending those Toastmasters sessions I signed up for?
Recess
Recess week starts tomorrow. Actually on Sunday. Actually not a week, but half a week. Sunday to Thursday. But as far as I'm concerned, recess week started tonight. After another long Friday, I treated myself to a whole evening of surfing and watching TV shows (also in the laptop).
I watched some episode of the OC (yes I haven't finished), enjoyed the premiere of Survivor Vanuatu (even if NUSCast is bahaving like MS Powerpoint again), and did some blog and forum reading.
Actually, I think I've been slacking for the longest time although I seem busy. I must learn how to budget my time and energy MORE as I feel, as Arthur may have correctly pointed out, that this is all self-induced stress. Or maybe just the usual good old laziness.
I was glad to crack some intriguing puzzle too. Haha. I may be more google-savvy than I thought. Hehe. Well I sure hope I could be Java-savvy too, as the midterm test is coming up next Friday! We always do our best.
Recess week starts tomorrow. Actually on Sunday. Actually not a week, but half a week. Sunday to Thursday. But as far as I'm concerned, recess week started tonight. After another long Friday, I treated myself to a whole evening of surfing and watching TV shows (also in the laptop).
I watched some episode of the OC (yes I haven't finished), enjoyed the premiere of Survivor Vanuatu (even if NUSCast is bahaving like MS Powerpoint again), and did some blog and forum reading.
Actually, I think I've been slacking for the longest time although I seem busy. I must learn how to budget my time and energy MORE as I feel, as Arthur may have correctly pointed out, that this is all self-induced stress. Or maybe just the usual good old laziness.
I was glad to crack some intriguing puzzle too. Haha. I may be more google-savvy than I thought. Hehe. Well I sure hope I could be Java-savvy too, as the midterm test is coming up next Friday! We always do our best.
Thank You
It was a good day, actually, except that I managed to embarrass myself in the first KR Choir meeting and I have tutorials to do. In the meeting, which was right after my 3-hour NUS Choir one, I sang the wrong notes (since the sopranos were too distracting), and I spoke too fast as I was nominated for Choir Comm member. I didn't PASSIONATELY yearn for the post, but since I was nominated, go go. I didn't get elected though. More importantly, I wish to God I could speak a little slower publicly.
Anyway, as I told you, my day was pretty good. The SS group presentation in the morning went rather smoothly, my groupmates were particularly nice and warm, and oh yeah, I got an A- in my Assignment 1, which, if you remember, was the Fistful of Colours paper I was working on last time. That made me feel good about myself.
But that was in the morning. Sometimes I wish for happy endings, and so, tonight, at past midnight already, everything wasn't too well. I suddenly felt bad at being embarrassed in the Choir Comm, and what do I have to keep me company? Three undone tutorials.
But of course, mabait naman sakin si Lord. Ayan, courtesy of Friendster, I suddenly feel fine. Thanks for those you message me surprisingly, and for my 2 (or 3) new testimonials (all in a day too! That I haven't seen in a long time) from my dearly-missed friends. It's not just the "Friendster stuff", really, I'd appreciate any sign of comfort actually from my support system.
Which reminds me, salamat Korinna sa pagtulong sakn na idispose ang Malaysian Night ticket! Means a lot that you offered, since I was rushing for NUS Choir prac na rin earlier tonight. ;)
Salamat din shempre Lord, and please please help me with in my tasks.
All's well that ends well.
P.S.
Happy Birthday kay A.Nicolas! :D
It was a good day, actually, except that I managed to embarrass myself in the first KR Choir meeting and I have tutorials to do. In the meeting, which was right after my 3-hour NUS Choir one, I sang the wrong notes (since the sopranos were too distracting), and I spoke too fast as I was nominated for Choir Comm member. I didn't PASSIONATELY yearn for the post, but since I was nominated, go go. I didn't get elected though. More importantly, I wish to God I could speak a little slower publicly.
Anyway, as I told you, my day was pretty good. The SS group presentation in the morning went rather smoothly, my groupmates were particularly nice and warm, and oh yeah, I got an A- in my Assignment 1, which, if you remember, was the Fistful of Colours paper I was working on last time. That made me feel good about myself.
But that was in the morning. Sometimes I wish for happy endings, and so, tonight, at past midnight already, everything wasn't too well. I suddenly felt bad at being embarrassed in the Choir Comm, and what do I have to keep me company? Three undone tutorials.
But of course, mabait naman sakin si Lord. Ayan, courtesy of Friendster, I suddenly feel fine. Thanks for those you message me surprisingly, and for my 2 (or 3) new testimonials (all in a day too! That I haven't seen in a long time) from my dearly-missed friends. It's not just the "Friendster stuff", really, I'd appreciate any sign of comfort actually from my support system.
Which reminds me, salamat Korinna sa pagtulong sakn na idispose ang Malaysian Night ticket! Means a lot that you offered, since I was rushing for NUS Choir prac na rin earlier tonight. ;)
Salamat din shempre Lord, and please please help me with in my tasks.
All's well that ends well.
P.S.
Happy Birthday kay A.Nicolas! :D
Amazing Race
Happy birthday to my very good friend Michael John a.k.a. le petit prince. And to one of my favorite Chinese fellas, Little Dragon (direct translation) Xiaolong! One’s just turned twenty, and the other twentysomething. Haha Mike!
Today was another busy day: I spaced out once again in my Programming Lecture, but I was able to have a good chat with a new friend Justin, so it wasn’t so bad. I had to rush this Poetry thing for our SS presentation tomorrow (and I have to say my groupmates and I are doing fairly well despite a minor glitch), and it turned out, that the KR ROCKERS band performance cIashed my scheduled chat with them 3 girl groupmates on msn for an online discussion! Argh, I thought. I managed to get a good listen to the first 2 songs of the terrific band (this time with new Year 1 members including my good friends Sens (birthday-mate too!), Sri Lankan guy Surath, and cheerful soccer player Lin). I managed to rush out a few times when I heard a good song, or when those three friends sang, telling my groupmates that I needed to pee. Haha. Good thing the dining hall turned concert hall is just 25 steps from my room.
Also tonight was the Amazing Philippine leg of the Amazing Race. It clashed again with the concert and the msn discussion, but I managed to watch the final 10 minutes, and it was worth it even if the NUS Cast could very well be showing a powerpoint presentation in disguise. Three things to say so this would be short: (1) It initially felt ODD that a world-famous show like AR would be set in the Philippines for two episodes. But after, seeing the stuff. It felt rather good. A tinge of pride, even. (2) Finally! Colin and Christie are last in 4th Place. I always wanted the good guys to win. Good in the good-natured sense. (3) Luli Arroyo, is that you with Phil?
This last bit is probably the most exciting part of my night. I jumped a little, actually. See, we’re supposed to sell mooncakes for the NUS Choir to raise funds. I checked the website to see how the buying-selling scheme would work, and this is what I found:
…So, do approach your friends, relatives etc to get these mooncakes! The more you sell, the greater amount of subsidy you will get! :) Just to assure you, none of the money raised will be deposited into the choir fund for future use but instead, it will be fully used to subsidise your trip to Olomouc, Czech Republic.
Whoa. Why do I suddenly get this Amazing Race feeling?!
Hehe. Sana matuloy. G'nyt blogster!
Happy birthday to my very good friend Michael John a.k.a. le petit prince. And to one of my favorite Chinese fellas, Little Dragon (direct translation) Xiaolong! One’s just turned twenty, and the other twentysomething. Haha Mike!
Today was another busy day: I spaced out once again in my Programming Lecture, but I was able to have a good chat with a new friend Justin, so it wasn’t so bad. I had to rush this Poetry thing for our SS presentation tomorrow (and I have to say my groupmates and I are doing fairly well despite a minor glitch), and it turned out, that the KR ROCKERS band performance cIashed my scheduled chat with them 3 girl groupmates on msn for an online discussion! Argh, I thought. I managed to get a good listen to the first 2 songs of the terrific band (this time with new Year 1 members including my good friends Sens (birthday-mate too!), Sri Lankan guy Surath, and cheerful soccer player Lin). I managed to rush out a few times when I heard a good song, or when those three friends sang, telling my groupmates that I needed to pee. Haha. Good thing the dining hall turned concert hall is just 25 steps from my room.
Also tonight was the Amazing Philippine leg of the Amazing Race. It clashed again with the concert and the msn discussion, but I managed to watch the final 10 minutes, and it was worth it even if the NUS Cast could very well be showing a powerpoint presentation in disguise. Three things to say so this would be short: (1) It initially felt ODD that a world-famous show like AR would be set in the Philippines for two episodes. But after, seeing the stuff. It felt rather good. A tinge of pride, even. (2) Finally! Colin and Christie are last in 4th Place. I always wanted the good guys to win. Good in the good-natured sense. (3) Luli Arroyo, is that you with Phil?
This last bit is probably the most exciting part of my night. I jumped a little, actually. See, we’re supposed to sell mooncakes for the NUS Choir to raise funds. I checked the website to see how the buying-selling scheme would work, and this is what I found:
…So, do approach your friends, relatives etc to get these mooncakes! The more you sell, the greater amount of subsidy you will get! :) Just to assure you, none of the money raised will be deposited into the choir fund for future use but instead, it will be fully used to subsidise your trip to Olomouc, Czech Republic.
Whoa. Why do I suddenly get this Amazing Race feeling?!
Hehe. Sana matuloy. G'nyt blogster!
BUZZ
My head's buzzing again, for some reason.
Maybe it's just the usual unavaoidable load of schoolwork, but then again, today (again, yesterday since it's past midnight) was yet another good day. I was able to accomplish quite much again (although I'm not nearing any overachiever status just yet), and it was genuinely fun. Never mind if the soprano from PRC, who has this Masters in music from some bigtime popular group in Manhattan and who's singing with a bunch of male sopranos in the Esplanade in a month's time, was speaking in broken English and Mandarin all throughout her Masterclass for NUS Choir! She provided great advice anyway, and I'm starting to enjoy the company of the choir more now. Which is a great thing, since we're gonna be stuck with each other for a good 7 hours a week.
I just woke up actually, and, although it's been happening almost every night, I looked forward to jumping out of bed to check my still turned-on laptop, to complement my still turned-on room light. I was rushing to the PC to check if my groupmates for my SS module have finally replied to my email. I'm a little annoyed at our tutor actually, for not actually clarifying what we're to do on Thursday, and for responding VERY LATE when I asked her through email. What I thought was a simple consultation with her before Thursday's tutorial turned out to be a discussion of sorts about a presentation my small group of 4 has to do this Thursday already!
I thought I was gonna meet up with my groupmates online thru MSN, but it turns out they were offline, or maybe they also failed to read my 6:50pm post (argh..because my tutor replied only today! when she should've days ago). Never mind, through the wonders of technology, I hope people will turn up for tomorrow's meeting at LT8. I'm gonna SMS them right now, in fact. (At least they get to read the message in the morning)
Oh, while I'm writing incoherent stuff anyway, lemme complain that my lower lip hurts! It doesn't look like it, but I can feel a tiny spot where there's some peeling of sorts. Mahapdi konti.
I was surfing just now, and I was reminded of a word that I was introduced to in high school, and it starts with H. I'm not really asked for an opinion, but I swear I won't do that since it seems P. (Haha, here's censorship for you!) Really, there's nothing mean or green or bastos with that statement. It's really safe actually, but I have to keep my convictions a little blunt this time. I mean, I should even keep it to myself. But it seems that I can only go too personal with this blog.
Meanwhile, my head's still buzzing and little Joseph is happily going to bed.
My head's buzzing again, for some reason.
Maybe it's just the usual unavaoidable load of schoolwork, but then again, today (again, yesterday since it's past midnight) was yet another good day. I was able to accomplish quite much again (although I'm not nearing any overachiever status just yet), and it was genuinely fun. Never mind if the soprano from PRC, who has this Masters in music from some bigtime popular group in Manhattan and who's singing with a bunch of male sopranos in the Esplanade in a month's time, was speaking in broken English and Mandarin all throughout her Masterclass for NUS Choir! She provided great advice anyway, and I'm starting to enjoy the company of the choir more now. Which is a great thing, since we're gonna be stuck with each other for a good 7 hours a week.
I just woke up actually, and, although it's been happening almost every night, I looked forward to jumping out of bed to check my still turned-on laptop, to complement my still turned-on room light. I was rushing to the PC to check if my groupmates for my SS module have finally replied to my email. I'm a little annoyed at our tutor actually, for not actually clarifying what we're to do on Thursday, and for responding VERY LATE when I asked her through email. What I thought was a simple consultation with her before Thursday's tutorial turned out to be a discussion of sorts about a presentation my small group of 4 has to do this Thursday already!
I thought I was gonna meet up with my groupmates online thru MSN, but it turns out they were offline, or maybe they also failed to read my 6:50pm post (argh..because my tutor replied only today! when she should've days ago). Never mind, through the wonders of technology, I hope people will turn up for tomorrow's meeting at LT8. I'm gonna SMS them right now, in fact. (At least they get to read the message in the morning)
Oh, while I'm writing incoherent stuff anyway, lemme complain that my lower lip hurts! It doesn't look like it, but I can feel a tiny spot where there's some peeling of sorts. Mahapdi konti.
I was surfing just now, and I was reminded of a word that I was introduced to in high school, and it starts with H. I'm not really asked for an opinion, but I swear I won't do that since it seems P. (Haha, here's censorship for you!) Really, there's nothing mean or green or bastos with that statement. It's really safe actually, but I have to keep my convictions a little blunt this time. I mean, I should even keep it to myself. But it seems that I can only go too personal with this blog.
Meanwhile, my head's still buzzing and little Joseph is happily going to bed.
Good Days
There are the bad days, the horrible days, those argh-why-does-it always-happen-to me days and of course the good days.
I remember a friend checking out my blog, and telling me, when we met personally, that I seemed "downtrodden" (I remember that word, although I'm not sure if he described me or the blog) in the blog. Maybe it was an accurate description, but I'd like to think that I wasn't. Or the blog isn't. Or something. Maybe it just so happened that I like to blog when I feel more miserable? Dunno.
Anyway, I simply want to make clear that my life isn't fully reflected in this blog, although this would be a fair sneek peak. Sometimes stuff are just so enjoyable I get so tired afterwards, and then lose the urge to blog. Sometimes I get to maximize what little time I have to have fun (since the rest of the time's spent studying or doing idle stuff) that I run out of time to blog. Bottom line is, don't think you know me just yet. Hehe.
Today(Yesterday, since it's past midnight uli argh) was a good day. And so was yesterday (the other day). I had quite some accomplishments, which I'm mighty proud of, since I spent a good chunk of my time, energy, and sanity just to have them finished. And they turned out fine! And now I'm all the happier. SOOOO.. I bid my current woes goodbye! Haha.
In retrospect, the ID-making for the Pinoy party was rather fun, and I'm mighty glad that many of the guests appreciated the combined effort of Korinna, Ivy, and me (although Kor did the most since we used her materials and she wrote the actual names :P). And of course, the Pinoy Party itself was a BLAST. How could it not be? The number of guests overshot, which was a very good thing, never mind if we ran out of name tags. AND, Team Moonstruck won the three-way Family Feud! HAHAHA. Guess where the team got its name! Hehe. Ferron talaga. Thanks Ferron, at natuwa naman ako at pinangalanan pa ng ganun. ;) And the food was great, kahit nangalate dating 'yung mga tao and shempre pati ung pagkaing dala nila.
Today, I posted in the IVLE forum, my thoughts on the poetry topic we're currently discussing for my Singapore Studies module. I still have to get my hands of on the "One Fierce Hour" by Alfian Sa'at, though, but I'm gonna settle that tomorrow.I also JUST submitted my article for the Ridge, the NUS student publication. I hope it gets published! Sigh. What a relief. I took me all day to write those stuff (forum posting and article).
Tomorrow's yet another busy day, but it's all okay. I have a class at 8, a crazy Java Lab at 11 (the two-week lab is a killer), and my SS (S'pore Studies) at 2pm. And then, there are the NUS Choir stuff: voice class at 4:30 (quite helpful i must say), then break for dinner, and a Master Class by some renowned soprano at 7pm. And then there's the meeting for the Block at 10:30pm, and of course I have to study(haha dapat lng)!
Okay, I have to rest now. Take care everyone!
P.S.
My mom pala reads my blog! And her officemates din. Oh no, now I have to be more careful with my words. Sorry about that offensive word in the third sentence of the previous post, Ma! Censorship! Hehe. It's all good actually. Ingat dyan Ma! I miss you and Dad and Kai!
There are the bad days, the horrible days, those argh-why-does-it always-happen-to me days and of course the good days.
I remember a friend checking out my blog, and telling me, when we met personally, that I seemed "downtrodden" (I remember that word, although I'm not sure if he described me or the blog) in the blog. Maybe it was an accurate description, but I'd like to think that I wasn't. Or the blog isn't. Or something. Maybe it just so happened that I like to blog when I feel more miserable? Dunno.
Anyway, I simply want to make clear that my life isn't fully reflected in this blog, although this would be a fair sneek peak. Sometimes stuff are just so enjoyable I get so tired afterwards, and then lose the urge to blog. Sometimes I get to maximize what little time I have to have fun (since the rest of the time's spent studying or doing idle stuff) that I run out of time to blog. Bottom line is, don't think you know me just yet. Hehe.
Today(Yesterday, since it's past midnight uli argh) was a good day. And so was yesterday (the other day). I had quite some accomplishments, which I'm mighty proud of, since I spent a good chunk of my time, energy, and sanity just to have them finished. And they turned out fine! And now I'm all the happier. SOOOO.. I bid my current woes goodbye! Haha.
In retrospect, the ID-making for the Pinoy party was rather fun, and I'm mighty glad that many of the guests appreciated the combined effort of Korinna, Ivy, and me (although Kor did the most since we used her materials and she wrote the actual names :P). And of course, the Pinoy Party itself was a BLAST. How could it not be? The number of guests overshot, which was a very good thing, never mind if we ran out of name tags. AND, Team Moonstruck won the three-way Family Feud! HAHAHA. Guess where the team got its name! Hehe. Ferron talaga. Thanks Ferron, at natuwa naman ako at pinangalanan pa ng ganun. ;) And the food was great, kahit nangalate dating 'yung mga tao and shempre pati ung pagkaing dala nila.
Today, I posted in the IVLE forum, my thoughts on the poetry topic we're currently discussing for my Singapore Studies module. I still have to get my hands of on the "One Fierce Hour" by Alfian Sa'at, though, but I'm gonna settle that tomorrow.I also JUST submitted my article for the Ridge, the NUS student publication. I hope it gets published! Sigh. What a relief. I took me all day to write those stuff (forum posting and article).
Tomorrow's yet another busy day, but it's all okay. I have a class at 8, a crazy Java Lab at 11 (the two-week lab is a killer), and my SS (S'pore Studies) at 2pm. And then, there are the NUS Choir stuff: voice class at 4:30 (quite helpful i must say), then break for dinner, and a Master Class by some renowned soprano at 7pm. And then there's the meeting for the Block at 10:30pm, and of course I have to study(haha dapat lng)!
Okay, I have to rest now. Take care everyone!
P.S.
My mom pala reads my blog! And her officemates din. Oh no, now I have to be more careful with my words. Sorry about that offensive word in the third sentence of the previous post, Ma! Censorship! Hehe. It's all good actually. Ingat dyan Ma! I miss you and Dad and Kai!
Swamped
I just worked for hours on this second lab for Java. I gave up for the day (or night). It gets f*cking depressing after a while. Maybe I just have to read a bit more. Patulong naman Lord, and Mama Mary for that matter, whose birth we celebrated yesterday (kanina).
I'm so swamped I shouldn't be blogging. But then this might just be some form of release.
Yesterday I had no class, but I did my Biology Assignment and went to A cappella and KR Hall Choir Auditions at 8pm and 10pm. Today was a fiarly busy day of lectures and notes-printing. I tried to work for my Ridge Article, due on Sunday. Also due on Sunday is this blasted Java lab (calm down Joseph, as Dustin mentioned [still on Java as i was asking him for help], hate just brings about more hate). On Saturday is this Pinoy Party, where I'm tasked to head a group in charge of the nametags and directory or something. I don't know when to buy. I have a busy day tomorrow, preparing for Friday's Tutorial Day (lots of them tutorials), and tomorrow night my NUS Choir auditions will clash with the KR Choir's very first meeting. Oh, that means I got in KR Choir (I was happy awhile ago, trust me). On Saturday evening, I would have to pass up an informal dinner of the NUS choir in favor of the Pinoy party. Sayang din konti, since the informal dinner is to be held at Marche, this posh restaurant at The Heeren in Orchard. I doubt if it's free though. Anyway, of course I'll choose the Pinoy party, even if it means having to head the registration/nametag/directory team.
So, in the blabber of the previous paragraph, I hope you worked out my sked. (Sorry I'm rather not myself right now i.e. bangag since it's already past midnight.)
I am so damn tired. My sleeping pattern has gone haywire, my zits have been surfacing waiting to be popped, my eyes are swollen, and I am physically, mentally, emotionally tired. Maybe I slack too much during the day? Kaya yan.
Okay, I better rest. Long day tomorrow, especially since I'm gonna rush through all my tutorials.
P.S.
On a more cheerful note, happy happy birthday to Jacques! He's my distant cousin and ex-schoolmate, and a terrific friend. I hope you're having a grand time. Happy 15th, bro.
I just worked for hours on this second lab for Java. I gave up for the day (or night). It gets f*cking depressing after a while. Maybe I just have to read a bit more. Patulong naman Lord, and Mama Mary for that matter, whose birth we celebrated yesterday (kanina).
I'm so swamped I shouldn't be blogging. But then this might just be some form of release.
Yesterday I had no class, but I did my Biology Assignment and went to A cappella and KR Hall Choir Auditions at 8pm and 10pm. Today was a fiarly busy day of lectures and notes-printing. I tried to work for my Ridge Article, due on Sunday. Also due on Sunday is this blasted Java lab (calm down Joseph, as Dustin mentioned [still on Java as i was asking him for help], hate just brings about more hate). On Saturday is this Pinoy Party, where I'm tasked to head a group in charge of the nametags and directory or something. I don't know when to buy. I have a busy day tomorrow, preparing for Friday's Tutorial Day (lots of them tutorials), and tomorrow night my NUS Choir auditions will clash with the KR Choir's very first meeting. Oh, that means I got in KR Choir (I was happy awhile ago, trust me). On Saturday evening, I would have to pass up an informal dinner of the NUS choir in favor of the Pinoy party. Sayang din konti, since the informal dinner is to be held at Marche, this posh restaurant at The Heeren in Orchard. I doubt if it's free though. Anyway, of course I'll choose the Pinoy party, even if it means having to head the registration/nametag/directory team.
So, in the blabber of the previous paragraph, I hope you worked out my sked. (Sorry I'm rather not myself right now i.e. bangag since it's already past midnight.)
I am so damn tired. My sleeping pattern has gone haywire, my zits have been surfacing waiting to be popped, my eyes are swollen, and I am physically, mentally, emotionally tired. Maybe I slack too much during the day? Kaya yan.
Okay, I better rest. Long day tomorrow, especially since I'm gonna rush through all my tutorials.
P.S.
On a more cheerful note, happy happy birthday to Jacques! He's my distant cousin and ex-schoolmate, and a terrific friend. I hope you're having a grand time. Happy 15th, bro.
Finally!
What time is it?! 4:43am.
At long last, after hours of toil (I started working after I finished the previous entry around 5 hours ago), I FINALLY finished creating that blasted Java Program called Unscrambler.
Salamat po Panginoong Hesukristo! Alleluia! Yehey!
And guess what, PASSED ALL 5 autograders the first submission! Wooohoooo.
It was a three-part lab, see, which must be marked PASSED by all 5 or 6 autograders in a maximum of 10 submissions. The first part I did the other day, the other one yesterday, and the last one just a few moments ago. The first one I got in my 4th or 5th submission, the next I got in my 3rd submission, and this crazy last one in my first! Yippeee.
Never mind, of course, if it took me bloody looooong hours. In fact, when I reviewed the programs after submission, they seemed too short and simple, not reflective enough of the long hours of toil and sweat and eyebags and zits I devoted. Oh well. Maybe because if this were an English essay, I would have written pages and pages of material by now, instead of a bunch of lines. Hehe.
Kakabilib tuloy ang mga programmers. It's cool and all, but not my thing. I might even back out on my plan to apply for Computational Finance next year for this same reason. Oh well. From the looks of it right now, Statistics may be far more appealing.
But then again, I distinctly remember myself saying I didn't like Statistics AT ALL.
TWICE, in fact. Once in high school, and another time last year during our Econometrics class.
Hehe. We'll just see what happens to me after this sem.
OK, I've blogged more than enough for the day already. I'm sooooooo exhausted, kung lamu lang. Time to finally get some sleep. A restful one at that.
P.S.
On a more serious note, I just heard too, about the recent death of hundreds in Russia, most of them KIDS (See http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/europe/09/04/russia.school/index.html) as a result of these dastardly attacks by rebels. Sigh. Dreadful, dreadful. Depresses the shit out of me when I think about it. These were kids who were held hostage in a school, deprived of food and water, and they were either naked or dressed in underwear because of the heat! And those poor boys, they even had to drink their own urine. And the rebels, they just had to bomb this little school and engage in intense gunfire. Depressing. We should all offer our prayers so this horrible crisis would be resolved soonest.
What time is it?! 4:43am.
At long last, after hours of toil (I started working after I finished the previous entry around 5 hours ago), I FINALLY finished creating that blasted Java Program called Unscrambler.
Salamat po Panginoong Hesukristo! Alleluia! Yehey!
And guess what, PASSED ALL 5 autograders the first submission! Wooohoooo.
It was a three-part lab, see, which must be marked PASSED by all 5 or 6 autograders in a maximum of 10 submissions. The first part I did the other day, the other one yesterday, and the last one just a few moments ago. The first one I got in my 4th or 5th submission, the next I got in my 3rd submission, and this crazy last one in my first! Yippeee.
Never mind, of course, if it took me bloody looooong hours. In fact, when I reviewed the programs after submission, they seemed too short and simple, not reflective enough of the long hours of toil and sweat and eyebags and zits I devoted. Oh well. Maybe because if this were an English essay, I would have written pages and pages of material by now, instead of a bunch of lines. Hehe.
Kakabilib tuloy ang mga programmers. It's cool and all, but not my thing. I might even back out on my plan to apply for Computational Finance next year for this same reason. Oh well. From the looks of it right now, Statistics may be far more appealing.
But then again, I distinctly remember myself saying I didn't like Statistics AT ALL.
TWICE, in fact. Once in high school, and another time last year during our Econometrics class.
Hehe. We'll just see what happens to me after this sem.
OK, I've blogged more than enough for the day already. I'm sooooooo exhausted, kung lamu lang. Time to finally get some sleep. A restful one at that.
P.S.
On a more serious note, I just heard too, about the recent death of hundreds in Russia, most of them KIDS (See http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/europe/09/04/russia.school/index.html) as a result of these dastardly attacks by rebels. Sigh. Dreadful, dreadful. Depresses the shit out of me when I think about it. These were kids who were held hostage in a school, deprived of food and water, and they were either naked or dressed in underwear because of the heat! And those poor boys, they even had to drink their own urine. And the rebels, they just had to bomb this little school and engage in intense gunfire. Depressing. We should all offer our prayers so this horrible crisis would be resolved soonest.
Distractions
Generally, it's always great to have free internet. But this evening, I think it's been luring me from studying! Oh well.
Maybe I got a little too high after I finally figured out the second of three programs we're supposed to write for Java. The autograder (all 6 of them CPUs) is a bloody perfectionist, and although my programs passed 3 out of the 6 checkers, the other 3 failed me. But of course there's the online forum on IVLE, and it's getting too crowded right about now due to the inevitable losing of minds of the beginner students in programming, but thankfully, the lab professor and some of the seniors are always willing to help. Help give hints, at least.
SOOOO.. after i successfully got that java problem in my 7th submission out of 10 allowable attempts (it seemed perfectly fine when i tested it, so i was stumped to see it failed to pass some checkers), I decided to reeeeeeessssssssst finally.
So I got a good long afternoon nap, watched a singapore idol replay of a show 2 episodes back, went to read on the Amazing Race summaries for the past weeks (Wednesday nights in the hall is always packed with stuff to do), went on to read up on the exciting premiere of Survivor: Vanuatu in a couple of weeks, checked some requirements for my SG studies (SS) module (this time we're doing poetry), and then proceeded on to blog-hop, and finally rechecked my Friendster account.
I realized that I've been spreading myself a little too thin. I haven't contacted friends and people in quite a while (since I've been quite busy), so there I was typing a bunch of testimonials for whoever I saw first. Last night, too, I wrote a couple of emails I intended to send to my yahoogroups, the place where my batchmates (titans, AJSS, classmates) and other friends get to communicate. I've been rather passive lately, the all-read-no-write type, so I felt this was the right time to email again and remind them of my existence. What do you know, the yahoogroup could not receive my emails! I tried writing using Hotmail and Mailcity (I have a bunch of registered accounts), but still the emails bounced back. I tried to correct it in the Yahoo site, but for some reason, there seems to be a glitch. Oh well. I'll try to email later. I also try to contact old friends in MSN and Yahoo, with minimal success.
Anyway, I promise to be more active now.. in Friendster! Hahaha. Maybe I was a little turned off by that hacking incident which happened sometime last month, but it's all okay now (although I still maintain that that unknown hacker should go to hell).
I realized that I've been doing more adding of friends than writing testimonials. And I think testimonials, those good sensible substantial ones of course, are enough to brighten one's day. Works for me, at least. I'm gonna do more blog-hopping of course, especially now that I learned that more friends of mine (and cousins too! Hi Ate Vida and Justin!) are blogging.
SHEESH. This isn't good now. I'm supposed to be studying, and here I am, again off-topic and digressing, telling you about how I plan to use the internet more. Great. Then again, I'm generally a bundle o' contradictions, so bear with me, will ya?
OKAY. I've come back to my senses, and I think it's Java time once again! Good night!
P.S.
Thanks to Korinna for the coooool Pepsi mini-poster that I used as door art! Gaya-gaya talaga ako, since she also used it on her door (thankfully she said it's okay since we're from different blocks). It's really cool actually. Britney, Jericho, Celine, Rico, and AMANDA in those cool Pepsi poses. Quite a happy poster, I must say. I was amazed that Rico Blanco is now a Pepsi model! How cool is that. Along with Britney, Holly (Valance), and F4's Jerry (Yen [that's how they spell his surname here when he came over to visit]). I have a question though.. who's Celine? Enlightenment please. ;)
Generally, it's always great to have free internet. But this evening, I think it's been luring me from studying! Oh well.
Maybe I got a little too high after I finally figured out the second of three programs we're supposed to write for Java. The autograder (all 6 of them CPUs) is a bloody perfectionist, and although my programs passed 3 out of the 6 checkers, the other 3 failed me. But of course there's the online forum on IVLE, and it's getting too crowded right about now due to the inevitable losing of minds of the beginner students in programming, but thankfully, the lab professor and some of the seniors are always willing to help. Help give hints, at least.
SOOOO.. after i successfully got that java problem in my 7th submission out of 10 allowable attempts (it seemed perfectly fine when i tested it, so i was stumped to see it failed to pass some checkers), I decided to reeeeeeessssssssst finally.
So I got a good long afternoon nap, watched a singapore idol replay of a show 2 episodes back, went to read on the Amazing Race summaries for the past weeks (Wednesday nights in the hall is always packed with stuff to do), went on to read up on the exciting premiere of Survivor: Vanuatu in a couple of weeks, checked some requirements for my SG studies (SS) module (this time we're doing poetry), and then proceeded on to blog-hop, and finally rechecked my Friendster account.
I realized that I've been spreading myself a little too thin. I haven't contacted friends and people in quite a while (since I've been quite busy), so there I was typing a bunch of testimonials for whoever I saw first. Last night, too, I wrote a couple of emails I intended to send to my yahoogroups, the place where my batchmates (titans, AJSS, classmates) and other friends get to communicate. I've been rather passive lately, the all-read-no-write type, so I felt this was the right time to email again and remind them of my existence. What do you know, the yahoogroup could not receive my emails! I tried writing using Hotmail and Mailcity (I have a bunch of registered accounts), but still the emails bounced back. I tried to correct it in the Yahoo site, but for some reason, there seems to be a glitch. Oh well. I'll try to email later. I also try to contact old friends in MSN and Yahoo, with minimal success.
Anyway, I promise to be more active now.. in Friendster! Hahaha. Maybe I was a little turned off by that hacking incident which happened sometime last month, but it's all okay now (although I still maintain that that unknown hacker should go to hell).
I realized that I've been doing more adding of friends than writing testimonials. And I think testimonials, those good sensible substantial ones of course, are enough to brighten one's day. Works for me, at least. I'm gonna do more blog-hopping of course, especially now that I learned that more friends of mine (and cousins too! Hi Ate Vida and Justin!) are blogging.
SHEESH. This isn't good now. I'm supposed to be studying, and here I am, again off-topic and digressing, telling you about how I plan to use the internet more. Great. Then again, I'm generally a bundle o' contradictions, so bear with me, will ya?
OKAY. I've come back to my senses, and I think it's Java time once again! Good night!
P.S.
Thanks to Korinna for the coooool Pepsi mini-poster that I used as door art! Gaya-gaya talaga ako, since she also used it on her door (thankfully she said it's okay since we're from different blocks). It's really cool actually. Britney, Jericho, Celine, Rico, and AMANDA in those cool Pepsi poses. Quite a happy poster, I must say. I was amazed that Rico Blanco is now a Pepsi model! How cool is that. Along with Britney, Holly (Valance), and F4's Jerry (Yen [that's how they spell his surname here when he came over to visit]). I have a question though.. who's Celine? Enlightenment please. ;)
Seven-Minute Post
I shouldn't be blogging, but I'm so tired and exhausted and still, my list of things to do (blogging not included) is still there, waiting and nagging me.
Today: lecture, tutorial, lecture, meeting with Wee Teck of the Admissions, The Ridge Welcome Tea, Heavy Choir Practice.
Tomorrow: my Singapore Studies paper is due (MAJOR HEADACHE), recitation, 3 tutorials, lecture.
That's not all, actually, for the next few days, but I think I'm going to exceed my 7 minutes.
I'm sleepy already, but I must continue working if I wish to survive Uni life.
Help Lord.
I shouldn't be blogging, but I'm so tired and exhausted and still, my list of things to do (blogging not included) is still there, waiting and nagging me.
Today: lecture, tutorial, lecture, meeting with Wee Teck of the Admissions, The Ridge Welcome Tea, Heavy Choir Practice.
Tomorrow: my Singapore Studies paper is due (MAJOR HEADACHE), recitation, 3 tutorials, lecture.
That's not all, actually, for the next few days, but I think I'm going to exceed my 7 minutes.
I'm sleepy already, but I must continue working if I wish to survive Uni life.
Help Lord.
