15 years series

yesterday or two days ago (memory's failing me), our analogue lecturer dr papavasilousolatidore (dr papa) told us to forget about doing past year papers for analogue. his reason was that the past year papers were set by different lecturers, and our paper will be solely set by him and will be totally different from theirs. nevertheless, he had to take a dig at students. first, he mentioned that he knew of societies who possess such past year papers. the greek society have 5 years worth of past year papers. alright, that sounds normal. and then he added that the singaporean society has 15 years worth of papers.

fifteen years??? that means we're supposed to have papers dated back to 1990. in 1990, i just got enrolled to catholic high school. back then, we learnt some simple english words, like car, bus, bicycle. we learnt how to add two apples with five apples. but ya, fifteen years on, so according to dr. papa, i'm to know what a Deliyannis is now. anyway, back to the apparant singaporean archive of past year papers, i'm appalled. haha, nah, it's a known fact that singaporeans are supposed to be kiasu, but for lecturers to know of our behaviour, i'm surprised. i don't have that 15 years of papers. i do know amongst us, we have a rare 1993 paper. amazing huh. the power of the singaporeans. thing is, i wish i was more kiasu. i haven't started on any of such papers. i'm just about to start on my fifth module of the course. so i have 5 more to study. very slow, by singaporean standards. very slow, by any standard. i wanna be more singaporean!

a test to encourage u before the exams..

picked this up from yanjie's blog.

quite a good iq test. short and sweet too.

http://asiantown.net/blog/fla/are_you_dumb.swf

i managed to do very well in it by the way.

a dream a dream!

yeh, enxin always blogs her dreams. and just before i forget about this interesting dream, i must blog it down!

alright, it's getting more and more vague as time passes by. but anyway, this is the rough idea of my dream. can't remember where it starts. but, i just remember standing near a lift where one of my heavier size friends was with another heavy dude. so basically, the lift can fit quite a number of people, maybe 4 people. so, they entered the lift, but the lift refused to close its door. somehow, me and my friend closed the door. weird lift, but anyway, then it refused to elevate. because of my friend and the other heavy dude. so anyway, the lift sank back to its original position. then my friend shouted to me, "eh, wei chuen, push the lift up lei". of course, this is impossible in real life la, but it's a dream, so i could push the lift up slightly. i don't know how i got into into the elevator shaft too. whatever, the lift started elevating slightly, then it went wrong. the lift came back down at an angle and smashed into the wall. don't know how to explain. my friend was fine, so was the guy with him. but the whole place started to be shaky.

thing is the place reminds me of a hall or a camp. can't remember. a lot of dudes. a lot of my navy friends. but seems like a hall in london, where the floors and walls are thin and made of cupboard. so the hall starting shaking bit. i was worried that it's gonna be like hotel new world. so i called all my friends in the hall to get out of the place. everyone got out, and then i ended in a bus with two of my navy mates. one's royston, the other's pcc. royston sat beside me. but before that, he was scolded by a malay auntie for having a smelly armpit. then, pcc came over and talked to us. as he talked, he was facing me and got closer to me. pcc being pcc had quite sexy lips for a dude. and it was funny, cos he leaned closer and closer to me and our lips were damn close. then, i was like "eh, pcc, are you gay or what?". he said, "no.." and he retreated. ok, that's all i can remember. dreams are weird man. but interesting to blog. haha.

feels like my brains are gonna ooz out of my head

i prefer studying to working. i've told this to many friends. but i don't really like studying stuff that i can't understand. at the moment, my brains are (or my brain.. or my left and right brains are.. whichever is correct) very very tired. it feels like they wanna come out of my head.

football provides some sort of relief. i'm happy for my bro that they beat juve and got to the semis of champs league. finally, something to look forward for the underachievers. then again, man united's not doing very well. so pool fans can looks at us and laugh at us in our faces. anyway, the pool vs spurs match was quite good. the goals were damn good. i know some dudes and most girls can't understand the fuss about football. i also can't explain it. it's just like.. trying to explain why guys are generally more horny than girls. or why the sky in london is always fuckin grey. or why the weather in april in london still seems like winter. or why i can't understand what i'm reading. or why i'm writing this...

am i korean? japanese? or chinese?

i had a good run today. i lasted for 4 hours. reached school at 2pm and left around 6pm. i meant a good run of studying. i love the com lab. i mean, besides the distraction of internet-connected newly acquired computers, the com lab is quite a serene place at the moment. no noisy sounding asian. no offense to asians. just one particular one. it's just this one dude from eee who keeps talking in an annoying tone. okay, can't help that his tone is annoying. but he keeps chattering away in the com lab during school term. but anyway, now everything's fine. the comp lab is quiet and fairly empty. just a few chinks, one or two indians and one minority white.. plus me. and lim.

it's weird that the com lab is taken over by asians. but if you look at the distribution of the world's population.. most mankind come from china and india. so they do have to end up somewhere. it makes sense that during this easter holiday, the brits go home, the europeans go home, but the chinese, indians and singaporeans remain. distance does matter. and also, level of hardworkingness probably. in singapore, we refer to the india-born-indians and the china-born-chinese (less suzi) as the diligent, pia to the max bunch. but of course, in london, singaporeans (less me) are the same as the ibi and the cbc. actually, singaporeans are freakin' hardworking, i would say. so anyway, i worked for about 4 hours, taking intermittent breaks (reading soccernet, playing puzzle bubble or bubble bobble or sth, and listening to lim's rants). and then, i went home, turned on the coolstreaming, saw pool played juve to a nil nil draw. and then saw psv squeeze past lyon in the penalty shootout. and then, i'm blogging away.

by the way, i'm proud to be asian. just watching park play for psv makes me proud. that small asian with golden brown hair pulling the strings with van bommel in midfield. how nice. reminds me of myself. being small and asian. so park, the south korean and lee, the other south korean, are in the semis against ac milan. speaking about south koreans, did you know that the largest community of south koreans outside korea itself is in new malden, london? yeah, no wonder suzi tells me it's korean town. i went there a few times with her and we got spoken to in korean. i suppose we can look korean. and then, i remember going to japan center in piccadilly circus and we got spoken to in japanese. hmm, but when we go to chinatown, we don't get spoken to in mandarin. they speak to us in english. interesting.. anyway, suzi insists that i'm not chinese in any way, but that i'm singaporean. tried explaining to her that singaporean's a nationality just like how british chinese are british and chinese at the same time. so i'm singaporean and chinese at the same time. of course, she understands, but she likes to wind me up by saying that i'm not really singaporean, but malaysian.

oh, and i just realised that i haven't really whined and kao bei a lot in my blog these days. what's happened to me.. i used to be so vocal and opinionated. now, i'm just a pussy cat. guess i know how to live life the easy way and not be bothered by little things. oh, by the way.. kaileng's birthday was really fun. especially the part where she stepped on a football and fell down. haha. the video's really funny! happy birthday kai.

argh.. the exams are coming.. and a scam!

ok, what a lame title. but anyway, did a bit more studying this weekend. i've been on the same module for the past 5 days. yeh, freakin inefficient. the past few days, i've been studying with lim. we went to comp lab once, next day went to the tesco cafe. so we came to a conclusion that guys are generally more restless. we could never garner the concentration that our female counterparts have. the way they could sit there and study for more than an hour (or so we thought), we can only muster a maximum of 45 min before needing a break. that explains why we're so slow in revising, why i'm just about to complete one out of 11 papers i'm revising for.

exams blues aside, lim had some silly problems this morning. he wanted to subscribe to some video streaming thingy on the web. nope, not adult content ones. ok, at least he didn't say it was for that. he told me he wanted to watch football, not porn. so what happened was, he told me about this website www.watchskyonline.com. 5 pounds a month! and you get to have access to 200 over channels. sounds to good to be true. but anyway, i didn't really dissuade him from joining it, since he was so excited about it. in the end, it turned out to be a semi-scam.

firstly, it is a scam la. they charged 5 pounds, giving him a list of links in the form of a pdf!? these links include www.mtv.com and www.bloomberg.com.. the kind where you kind easily find by searching on the web. so these supposed 200 "channels" come in the form of websites that provide free video streaming. so he got conned. oh, so why is it a semi-scam? cos he kao bei them twice by sending emails to them, telling them he's not satisfied with the whole thing. they refunded him. so he didn't say they were a load of scams. ok, i don't know if i'm allowed to tell you how stupid he was by joining that thing. but yup, that's the most interesting thing that happened to someone i know for the weekend.

oh, one more thing. my contact lenses are running out. i'm on monthly. so i told my mom i needed some. and that's why i'm blogging it... MARVIN! if you're reading this, i need you to meet my mom to get them for me! thanks mate! so expect me to contact you soon. i'm just a bit too lazy to write you an email. haha, the advantage of blogging..

ten days to suzi's return..

crap! fell asleep in the lab..

just woke up from my half-hour power nap. still feelin drowsy tho. i was studying signals. linear vs non-linear. linear vs non-linear. linear vs nonnnnnzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. yup that was how i fell asleep. its interesting how i never fall asleep playing ps2, watchin naruto, surfing the net..

whatever, jerome came on monday and left yesterday. because of him, i've managed to see the sights of london for the first time since coming here. we went to almost all the tourists sights in london. before monday, i've never seen the buckingham palace.. never been to the westminster area properly.. etc. etc. he paid for my tube pass, so obviously i had to bring him around. haha. nah. i was glad to meet him. and guess what? we met our fellow navy mate, boey, randomly near hyde park corner. for one, he's not a student in london. he's studying in cambridge and was in london to meet his dad. also, i met jerome's girlfriend, whose brother could potentially be a former classmate of my brother! singaporeans are everywhere man.

anyway, jerome brought a touch of singaporean-ness. as he said, "i feel like im in singapore, coming to your flat, playing ps2, talking cock..." makes me think, is it just about talking cock? i guess so, the key feature of my friendships with my mates in singapore is the endless conversations about girls, football while having great food. no wonder, i remember hearing or saying that the 3 fs critical to a guy are females, food and football.. and life is complete.

am i going nuts?

had a bad start to the day. woke up feeling not very well. nevertheless, after the bad morning, i continued with my tasks. i'm not a really resolute person i would say. i would say one thing, and not do it. it's so typical of me to break the promises i made to myself. yeah, sometimes i break my promises to other people, but to myself, i never fail to break them. i will tell myself that i need to do certain things for the day, but usually i end up doing only one or two. today was kinda different though. after feeling crap the whole morning, i decided to snap out of my depressed and lazy self and do something. so, i decided to clean up the flat. yeah, the flat has been left with dust for quite some time. jerome's coming tomorrow, so i had to do it. cleaned up the living room, kitchen, toilet.. not yet done with the bedroom, but nevermind. i've done more than i told myself i would.

i then went to do some groceries shopping. living by myself means i tend to not take care of myself properly. been having 2 meals instead of 3 these days. but anyway, got what i wanted from safeway. so that was another task done. then, i tidied up my notes and work. have to start studying after completing my last assignment for the year. so well done me. i did all that i told myself to do. for once. it seems weird, ain't it? that i have trouble completing things that i set myself out to do. i guess that's the main problem with me. and if anything goes wrong with my life, it's usually due to this problem. anyway, it's a good start to my "reform".

alright, on to something less serious. despite me feeling not too good, i decided not to go back on my word of meeting the ee people for dinner. the four of us went to misato. there, we chatted about our ideal boyfriend or girlfriend. mostly centred around kaileng. wah! kaileng.. you will surely take a long time to find that guy man. haha. you've got to ask her why. singaporean guys aren't that tall for a start. so half of the population is out of the race for her. haha. anyway, i've found my ideal one. so that's good. oh crap oh crap. i'm becoming very serious on this blog. but nevermind.. seriousness can be a virtue. so the next time marvin sees me, he better not tell me that i'm crappy or cock. i am, after all, the serious one. ok, i'm going bonkers with all the work i've done. adios!