Thursday, July 28, 2005
The NUS CORS bidding system is supposed to exemplify some sort of economic perfection. Its got all the nice sounding theories down pat: large number of buyers, perfect information, yadda yadda.
Its lost on people like me. I am NOT a rational consumer and i do NOT make informed decisions. I cannot be bothered to study the CORS guide and analyze the bidding updates the way some people do horse racing self-helps. FYI I plonked all my points down evenly distributed among all 3 exposures with not a bidpoint to spare. intelligent, i know.
anyone who isn't a singaporean tertiary student attending what is (un)arguably the most reputable of local tertiary institutes, the NUS CORS system is a system of torture designed to scare students out of studying before the studying even begins. It encourages kiasu-ism and the spreading of groundless rumours. It breeds hatred, fear and suspicion. It just plain annoys me.
Ok thankyou and goodnight and i will rest my soul in the knowledge that i probably managed to very twistedly skew the whole delicate balance of bidding operations.
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Tuesday, July 26, 2005
well I'm getting into the swing of things...did my matriculation today and went through the whole matriculatiojn fair business...got accosted by a zillion people with very pressing reasons for me to join the oddest assortment of ccas, lugged an ever-increasing number of freebie bags and files and whatnot around, and so on.
I managed to annoy a friend by not meeting him when i was supposed to. Hell. Its not my fault that the powers that be don't let me skip the cca fair and go straight out of the mpsh. so up yours if your going to waste my energy and yours nitpicking on such issues.
Also got my keys for my little room in PGP. Liberation and independence! It's small but not offensively so, and surprisingly clean. At least mine was, though Aileen's had strange black stains all over the floor and
very scratchy walls. The room does, however, look out into a very unappealing view of the mildewed back walls of the building. Oh well draw the blinds and pray that the slime monster doesnt emerge from the goo and attack me at night.
Still I'm pretty happy. Moving stuff in slowly now
Thank you
Hidayah for letting me cut the queue with you right at the entrance to the hall thereby saving me something like an hour of waiting.
Also to
Jae for ferrying me around school and home in the rain.
And cheers, goodnight.
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Friday, July 22, 2005
"come down now"...but we'll stay
i like chocolate fondue with bananastrawberrieskiwisandmango
i like sitting at tables covered with blank paper and scribbling on them in lieu of pre-meal conversation
i like the thought of shopping for my stay in pgp...i must have a
pretty room or else.
Its amazing how little weeny things like the above can produce such utter contentment at the end of the day. Human beings are such sticklers for the simplest of life's comforts.
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Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Raffles Institution
The School That Suited You Most! brought to you by Quizillathis is so wrong
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You know how annoying it can be when people say one thing to you and then do another? well multiply that by two, meaning you get two people who say different things to you, something else to one another and the wind up doing something completely different.
Meet the parents. Mine.
WEll to be fair they have issues with each other and most of the time they leave me out of it but it does get a little scary when the whole point of contention is, as it is now, how the hell they will pay for my uni tuition fees.
My dad thinks 600 bucks a month INCLUDING whatever i need to pay for staying in pgp is fine and good. Its 60 a week and 240 a month and do your own breakdowns. Enough said.
I could like survive on a very bare minimum and not bitch about it but why should I when it is rightfully his duty to pay for me? Its his own fucking fault that he walked out on us in the first place.
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Monday, July 18, 2005
we always,
always take terrible risks with our hearts because it is impossible to stop searching. How is one to know when to stop seeking that perfect someone and settle down to a god, if imperfect, love?
Because we never can tell how a story will end when we first begin a chapter, every step made in life must be done with the knbowledge that it could lead to us gaining the world, or losing everything in the attempt.
There are no neutral ways to approach this. By refusing an opportunity we lose a could-have-been, one that we may spend the rest of our lives wondering after. And by taking the first conscious step we open our doors to infinite possibilities.
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