It’s about time to do things differently..

(New way of ordering Mac’s)

You know that Halloween was(supposedly IS) around the corner and that projectS submission dates are nearing soon when you see…

Thanks for the laugh.

I’ve just received one of my midterm tests results. Sad to say, I didn’t do well. Not even hitting the average/median. It was a 5o-MCQ paper. MCQ has always been my forte regardless of the module/subject.

I’ve wanted to improve my CAP (aka GPA) so badly. After been through all my 5 midterms, I guess, I may even drop a little.
When is my turn coming?

To everyone else, stop studying so hard! Booo

At least not now.

Been through 3 weeks of intensive (I don’t think my grades will reflect so) studying. And now I’m just savouring my will-be-shortlived break. Ain’t we all glad that it’s e-learning week?

Two sites I’ve been looking at lately:

1. Camerafilmroll: http://camerafilmroll.blogg.se/

“The button blunder was deliberate. A kind Caucasian woman actually came up to me and told me discreetly about my button slip-up, hahaha. Hey, who said that buttons have to be at their rightful buttonhole? I say rules are meant to be broken.”

I envy the way she dresses herself. Not the tangible items, but the creativity and courage. Above is an extract from one of her posts. Not to forget the vintage stuff she gets to use/wear from her parents!

I’ve been too safe, too monochromatic and too boring!

2. that’s hideous: http://www.thatshideous.com/

Just somewhere nice to kill time at.

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Goodnight, folks!

(damn it. damn wordpress. the whole chunk of words gone.)

So, I had two mid-term tests today.

I don’t really care much about Machiavelli (a year ago, I thought Plato was bad enough), nor do I want to learn more ’bout the chunk of text in Leviathan; Salt March and the mode of production (I wanna be a bourgeoise(cf. proletariat)!) do interest me a little.

And my the other 50-MCQs test: I experienced 50 times of cognitive dissonance and 250 mindfucks. Not to forget the pair of shameless cheater bugs sitting in front of me.

And now I have to think about why do Singaporeans not like foreigner talents/workers, why ain’t Singaporeans getting married and having more children, how to resolve the gender inequality issues in SG etc.

Peace out.

My NM3215(an adveritising module) lecturer invited someone to share some insights on advertising.

The best thing I had taken back with me was his(?) blog: thingsweforget@blogspot.com

I thought it was rather cool to see the man behind the screen.
Some of his works:

There are so many more inspirational things-we-forget posted on his blog.

Time to head back to my mundane life of assignments and revision (gosh, midterms for all 5 modules).

The most apt post-it shall be:

Last night, while on the road, a Ferrari was cutting into our lane.

“Nice car, right?” he asked me and continued talking on the phone.

When we got in front of the Ferrari, I peeped at the driver. Yucksss

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Would you rather to have a bad looking guy with a good looking car or a good looking guy with a bad looking car?

Please pardon all the “fuck”s that will appear here. It shall be a necessary evil for now.

To avoid confusion, here’s the definition of ‘mindfuck’ from Urban Dictionary:

1) A process of raping your intelligence; never accompanied by a pre-lubricant; doesn’t leave you with an endorphine high and craving a peanutbutter and jelly sandwich or a cigarette. Rarely are dinner and drinks bought for you before or after the act; most often tried on an unsuspecting victim,penetration has less friction; the perpetrator will rarely call you the next day; A passive-agressive way to get their money shot, no happy ending for you.

A few days ago, at my first Intercultural Communications tutorial, we were told to introduce ourselves to the class and sorta “sell yourself to the class” ‘cos we need to form groups for a project.

So I said that I’m a paranoid person, especially when deadlines are drawing near. That’s an asset, right?

The tutor asked if I’m a perfectionist, and I said yes even though I don’t think so. At least, I don’t consciously STRIVE to be the best. I don’t have that kind of motivation and energy anyway.

Subsequently, I started thinking about myself. I recalled that in JC, my friends used to call me ‘kan cheong spider’.

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I guess I’m just a neurotic freak. I worry about a lot of nitty-gritty things. For instance, when I go out to meet my bf, I will wanna make sure we get the movie tickets first before doing any other things even though we have a lot of time.

Or, when doing group work, I literally mindfuck my group mates. At least, one close enough group mate told me that I kept mindfucking him over the MSN project ‘discussion’. He had to keep telling me not to worry so much. And I would raise the same issue again after 5 3 minutes, and maybe another new issue minutes later. Funny, he did look very tired the next day I saw him. Oops.

But to be fair, not only do I mindfuck people around me, I mindfuck myself too. I guess, I’m probably the biggest victim of my mindfucks.

Sometimes, my thoughts would run wild and I have all groundless nonsense making me feel uneasy even though everything is nice and dainty. However, everything after I speak to *him*, or to even receive a mere SMS, I will feel safe and assured again, even though I didn’t mention my neurotic thoughts.

Looks like I need to learn not to think so much about things..

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Mindfuck myself no more!

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(what a handful good movies to watch these days! Final Destination in 3D. Godddddd)

ifeellikethedudeinthecenter(phil)now. damnthe9amclass. andtheflu.

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(he couldn’t find the car this morning. LOL)