Traumatised...
That was enough to shorten my life span by a couple of years.
*SCRRREEEEAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSSSS
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I desperately need a break from whatever that is happening...
I've started packing my luggage today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
*will not curse...will not curse...will not curse...
OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE I WASTED 1 NIGHT WORKING ON A STATUTE WHICH WAS REPEALED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WELL DONE HUILING! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!!!
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I wonder how effective is the ACC scheme. It supposedly aims to reduce the number of trials going to Court, but then again because of it, many have brought proceedings debating about the Act itself. But its probably substantially fewer than what it would have been otherwise. Somehow, I still am not fully convinced by it. It sounds theoretically ideal yet I still have certain reservations regarding its practicality. Especially when it becomes a politically play thing... Hmmm... don't know la.
WELL DONE HUILING! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!!!
I
- knocked over the glass 3times during (the same) dinner and got my friend wet
- choked on my food during lunch, started tearing uncontrollably and rushed to the toilet and vomit everything out. That shocked my friend quite a bit. He thought it was my braces and I sheepishly laughed it off
- jerked and nearly screamed in the gym toilet when I saw the reflection of a girl in the mirror. I thought she was a ghost! Shocked by my shock, she also jerked and gasped
I wonder how effective is the ACC scheme. It supposedly aims to reduce the number of trials going to Court, but then again because of it, many have brought proceedings debating about the Act itself. But its probably substantially fewer than what it would have been otherwise. Somehow, I still am not fully convinced by it. It sounds theoretically ideal yet I still have certain reservations regarding its practicality. Especially when it becomes a politically play thing... Hmmm... don't know la.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Desperate
[ATTENTION from your ever demanding friend]: The National Vertical Marathon is on this coming Feb, 8th. All my momos, you are ordered to join. If not...you've to treat me 10bowls of tau huay or 10 plates of chee cheong fan and feel.my.wrath. *Please join please join please join with me, we'll form an awesome team. Ok, hurry off and start training, we are going to win!!!
Never have I felt so worried for my future.
I.need.to.get.an.internship.its.not.funny.anymore.
[NZ has entered into a recession. Shortly after, Singapore followed her footsteps. Damn...its a time of doldrums for both my home-bases]
'You've received an email from xxx' notice popped up on my screen just now.
OMG I literally felt my heart sinking. If its a negative reply, I'll be way more than a lil upset.
Apprehensively, I tried opening my email and my dial-up speed internet only made me closer to experiencing a hyperventilation.
Damn, its even more fearsome/unnerving/intense than a bungy jump. Not exaggerating, we're talking about my future here (assuming that the financial markets manage to survive and that the Maya calender isn't true).
Cliche as it might sound, that minute felt like an hour. After that whole lot of mixed emotions welling up in me this is what I saw:
Never have I felt so worried for my future.
I.need.to.get.an.internship.its.not.funny.anymore.
[NZ has entered into a recession. Shortly after, Singapore followed her footsteps. Damn...its a time of doldrums for both my home-bases]
'You've received an email from xxx' notice popped up on my screen just now.
OMG I literally felt my heart sinking. If its a negative reply, I'll be way more than a lil upset.
Apprehensively, I tried opening my email and my dial-up speed internet only made me closer to experiencing a hyperventilation.
Damn, its even more fearsome/unnerving/intense than a bungy jump. Not exaggerating, we're talking about my future here (assuming that the financial markets manage to survive and that the Maya calender isn't true).
Cliche as it might sound, that minute felt like an hour. After that whole lot of mixed emotions welling up in me this is what I saw:
Dear Huiling
Thank you for your email.
We aim to get back to you as soon as we can.
Huiling, you honestly should stop imagining/thinking too much. Dude! People are still processing your application, relax la!
Gosh! All these intense surge of emotions/worries/undue haste/worries/excitement/thoughts have left me floating around in my own world the past few days. Talk about thinking too much. Of course, how can I leave out my big plans for the hols. Last night I went on my own lil frolic again, deviating from the most important task at hand - completing my assignment. You have no idea how the search for air-tickets can be such an adrenaline-pumping activity. But talking to my parents after which totally deflated my floating self, burst my bubble and pulled me down to reality. How true that they always keep my grounded, sometimes to the extend of sinking. Nonetheless, they still keep me afloat in one sense or the other.
I hate Art History 114G. Its 3hours of bullcrap a week with an impending 2000words of bullshit.
Huiling, you honestly should stop imagining/thinking too much. Dude! People are still processing your application, relax la!
Gosh! All these intense surge of emotions/worries/undue haste/worries/excitement/thoughts have left me floating around in my own world the past few days. Talk about thinking too much. Of course, how can I leave out my big plans for the hols. Last night I went on my own lil frolic again, deviating from the most important task at hand - completing my assignment. You have no idea how the search for air-tickets can be such an adrenaline-pumping activity. But talking to my parents after which totally deflated my floating self, burst my bubble and pulled me down to reality. How true that they always keep my grounded, sometimes to the extend of sinking. Nonetheless, they still keep me afloat in one sense or the other.
I hate Art History 114G. Its 3hours of bullcrap a week with an impending 2000words of bullshit.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Economics is useful
Its been say, ~4months since I've switched my major from Accounting to Economics.
And within these 4months, I've been bombarded with similar questions: WHY did I do that?
I know, I know, I know the prospects of Accounting - definitely way better than Economics. I know and I've struggled a lot between these 2 options. If not for the fact that I really hated Accounting, I might just stay with it. BUT, I've never hated a subject so much before, so I try to stand by my decision.
Unfortunately, I still waiver quite a bit when I try to convince others the logic behind the switch. (Well logically, I don't really need to do so but thats human or rather, Huiling's nature) So last night, Dad called. Already annoyed being woken up in the midst of my sleep, I got further agitated when he started asking me why didn't I do Finance instead.
Dad: 'Ling ah, what are you doing?'
Me: 'Sleeping'
Dad (obviously ignoring my previous remark and continued with the conversation): 'Eh, why you never do Finance. Sansu said you should do Finance you know! Economics so broad-based, Finance better.
Me: 'Aiyah, too late.'
Dad: 'Why too late. Do Finance la.' (And he went on about how good is Finance and how useless if Economics)
Me (obviously frustrated because this is not the first time explaining and probably also worried about my future): 'Aiyah, cannot la.'
Dad: 'Why cannot?!'
Me: 'Don't know. Too late. Difficult. Lazy. Don't care already.'
Dad: 'Why are you so mang zhang (agitated)'
Me: 'Sleeping la sleeping. Talk to you tomorrow ok'
I met a friend in uni today, after the conventional greetings, he said, 'Heard you've dropped Accounting! Doing Economics now?'
Me: 'Yeah'
Him: 'Now you HAVE to be a lawyer!' (obviously assuming that I can never find a job which is Econs-related)
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WHO SAYS ECONOMICS IS USELESS!
EVERYONE CHANTS AFTER ME:
*Economics is useful. Economics has good prospects. Huiling can find a job with an Economics major. Economics is interesting. ECONS ECONS ECONS RULES!!!! ECONS ECONS ECONS ROCKS!!!
RAH!!!!!
Ok, stop being childish.
According to my pseudo-temporary best buddy (you should know who you are, HAHA) my recent posts lack of in-depth meaning. So I thought of invoking some profound and meaningful posts which might just end up being a classic prose or poem, but due to my stupid endless impending deadlines - whether set by the Uni or myself, I shall do that later. (Be prepared to laugh!) Pseudo-temporary best buddy (acronymed PTBB AHHAHA) you better get ready to be defeated by me for the following reasons:
I want to and will
And within these 4months, I've been bombarded with similar questions: WHY did I do that?
I know, I know, I know the prospects of Accounting - definitely way better than Economics. I know and I've struggled a lot between these 2 options. If not for the fact that I really hated Accounting, I might just stay with it. BUT, I've never hated a subject so much before, so I try to stand by my decision.
Unfortunately, I still waiver quite a bit when I try to convince others the logic behind the switch. (Well logically, I don't really need to do so but thats human or rather, Huiling's nature) So last night, Dad called. Already annoyed being woken up in the midst of my sleep, I got further agitated when he started asking me why didn't I do Finance instead.
Dad: 'Ling ah, what are you doing?'
Me: 'Sleeping'
Dad (obviously ignoring my previous remark and continued with the conversation): 'Eh, why you never do Finance. Sansu said you should do Finance you know! Economics so broad-based, Finance better.
Me: 'Aiyah, too late.'
Dad: 'Why too late. Do Finance la.' (And he went on about how good is Finance and how useless if Economics)
Me (obviously frustrated because this is not the first time explaining and probably also worried about my future): 'Aiyah, cannot la.'
Dad: 'Why cannot?!'
Me: 'Don't know. Too late. Difficult. Lazy. Don't care already.'
Dad: 'Why are you so mang zhang (agitated)'
Me: 'Sleeping la sleeping. Talk to you tomorrow ok'
I met a friend in uni today, after the conventional greetings, he said, 'Heard you've dropped Accounting! Doing Economics now?'
Me: 'Yeah'
Him: 'Now you HAVE to be a lawyer!' (obviously assuming that I can never find a job which is Econs-related)
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WHO SAYS ECONOMICS IS USELESS!
EVERYONE CHANTS AFTER ME:
*Economics is useful. Economics has good prospects. Huiling can find a job with an Economics major. Economics is interesting. ECONS ECONS ECONS RULES!!!! ECONS ECONS ECONS ROCKS!!!
RAH!!!!!
Ok, stop being childish.
According to my pseudo-temporary best buddy (you should know who you are, HAHA) my recent posts lack of in-depth meaning. So I thought of invoking some profound and meaningful posts which might just end up being a classic prose or poem, but due to my stupid endless impending deadlines - whether set by the Uni or myself, I shall do that later. (Be prepared to laugh!) Pseudo-temporary best buddy (acronymed PTBB AHHAHA) you better get ready to be defeated by me for the following reasons:
- I'm going to win the bet - and you are going to get wasted
- I am really going to win the bet
- No doubt I'll win the bet
- You'll lose the bet
- The only constant is that I'm going to win and you are going to lose
I want to and will
- Go for a cruise with 24/7 buffet
- Go to Genting's theme park
- Go ice-skating
- Go kayaking
- Go for the nature walk
- Go for a holiday
- Go and work
- Go and eat
- Go and play
- Go and sleep
- Go and learn a musical instrument
- Go and run
- Go and read
- Convince everyone that Econs rocks!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
What a blunder
This week has been drop.dead.tiring.hectic.busy.and.i.am.not.happy.about.it.
and.wanna.punch.some.bags.
And like what they usually say, 'leave the best for the last'.
Its Friday today, the last day of the week - I should have expected the 'best' to happen today, and so it did.
First and foremost, I tore my favourite lucky $60 G2000 blouse just because I was a lil too rough. Secondly, I don't know why my freaking kitchen is infested with this whole colony of ants. I don't want to kill them initially but they just keep multiplying and it gets so itchy to look at, I decided that I just have to be cruel and wipe them out. I literally did that with the wet kitchen cloth, granting them quick and painless death.
But those stupid ants never learn their lessons. No wonder their heads are tiny - because their brains are TINIER. They continue crawling into the most sacred place in my apartment for no apparent reason except to seek death from me! I've checked - no sweet stuff lying around. I don't know whats up their mind to choose this barren place to seek shelter. After seeing all their mates getting killed, those senseless pests still crawl into the gateway of death!!! Right in front of my eyes!!! I was so frustrated that I've to stand next to the table top killing ants when I've so many other things to do. They totally deserve to die - I abandoned my cloth and decided to be more ruthless and started on my killing spree. Call me a murderer, I'm just taking justice into my own hands. (And I wonder how can I get so miffed over tiny harmless ants... now I feel like I'm infested with ants, I thought my mole is an ant on my arm!!)
[Edited]: OMG I'm soooo bloody annoyed with the ants!!! I even thought the page number at the top of my contracts notes is an ANT and wanted to squash it. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DIE YOU stupid ants! Making me itch the whole freaking night!!!!
Thats not it, its just the prequel to a series of -___- events within the next couple of hours. After my killing spree, I was naturally and not surprisingly late for my tutorial. And the day which I decided to do my tutorial is the day which I did the wrong one. Never mind, at least I did some work - more work done is better than none. Next was to make my way down to law school. Coincidentally saw Jojo and Claudette walking towards Owen and walked a lil with them, since I'm used to being late. Sure enough, I was late again, but that didn't matter - what matter was that...I rushed into a lecture theater I assumed to be the right one. I felt this sense of uneasiness once I stepped in, I don't know why, its just an intuition which is usually right. 'Maori and criminal law' was flashed on the screen. And the lecturer (who taught me last year) started going on about Maoris and some unpronounceable Maori terms. I somehow managed to psycho myself that I'm in the right place despite the OBVIOUS hint that the lecture was about Maori law. In fact, she was going through what I did last year...Criminal law. No wonder I felt this strong sense of familiarity.
So I sat there contemplating whether to leave or not. I've already made myself looked more than a lil stupid coming in, taking out stuff which are totally not relevant to what they were studying (whilst others were furiously taking down notes). If I leave, everyone would know I was in the wrong lecture which would be utterly embarrassing. If I stay, its gonna waste 1 freaking hour. I decided 1 hour is too much to waste so I tried to leave the lecture theater in the coolest fashion I could have. Don't ask me how, I just did.
So I made my way home to grab some stuff. Stepped into the lift and started rampaging through my bag for my keys. Before I could, the lift started going up and I realized I must have forgotten to bring it out. But coincidentally, it stopped on the 15th floor (my floor) and in came Nat (my housemate) who lent me her keys. And yes, after my 2hours of random events, finally one which comes in my favour.
Sigh.... what a difficult week it has been. I actually managed to clock in 12 hours in uni the other day, 8am to 8pm! I've so much to say, but just can't. A bit more, just a bit more Huiling......Its gonna be over soon.
You.mustn't.give.up.
and.wanna.punch.some.bags.
And like what they usually say, 'leave the best for the last'.
Its Friday today, the last day of the week - I should have expected the 'best' to happen today, and so it did.
First and foremost, I tore my favourite lucky $60 G2000 blouse just because I was a lil too rough. Secondly, I don't know why my freaking kitchen is infested with this whole colony of ants. I don't want to kill them initially but they just keep multiplying and it gets so itchy to look at, I decided that I just have to be cruel and wipe them out. I literally did that with the wet kitchen cloth, granting them quick and painless death.
But those stupid ants never learn their lessons. No wonder their heads are tiny - because their brains are TINIER. They continue crawling into the most sacred place in my apartment for no apparent reason except to seek death from me! I've checked - no sweet stuff lying around. I don't know whats up their mind to choose this barren place to seek shelter. After seeing all their mates getting killed, those senseless pests still crawl into the gateway of death!!! Right in front of my eyes!!! I was so frustrated that I've to stand next to the table top killing ants when I've so many other things to do. They totally deserve to die - I abandoned my cloth and decided to be more ruthless and started on my killing spree. Call me a murderer, I'm just taking justice into my own hands. (And I wonder how can I get so miffed over tiny harmless ants... now I feel like I'm infested with ants, I thought my mole is an ant on my arm!!)
[Edited]: OMG I'm soooo bloody annoyed with the ants!!! I even thought the page number at the top of my contracts notes is an ANT and wanted to squash it. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DIE YOU stupid ants! Making me itch the whole freaking night!!!!
Thats not it, its just the prequel to a series of -___- events within the next couple of hours. After my killing spree, I was naturally and not surprisingly late for my tutorial. And the day which I decided to do my tutorial is the day which I did the wrong one. Never mind, at least I did some work - more work done is better than none. Next was to make my way down to law school. Coincidentally saw Jojo and Claudette walking towards Owen and walked a lil with them, since I'm used to being late. Sure enough, I was late again, but that didn't matter - what matter was that...I rushed into a lecture theater I assumed to be the right one. I felt this sense of uneasiness once I stepped in, I don't know why, its just an intuition which is usually right. 'Maori and criminal law' was flashed on the screen. And the lecturer (who taught me last year) started going on about Maoris and some unpronounceable Maori terms. I somehow managed to psycho myself that I'm in the right place despite the OBVIOUS hint that the lecture was about Maori law. In fact, she was going through what I did last year...Criminal law. No wonder I felt this strong sense of familiarity.
So I sat there contemplating whether to leave or not. I've already made myself looked more than a lil stupid coming in, taking out stuff which are totally not relevant to what they were studying (whilst others were furiously taking down notes). If I leave, everyone would know I was in the wrong lecture which would be utterly embarrassing. If I stay, its gonna waste 1 freaking hour. I decided 1 hour is too much to waste so I tried to leave the lecture theater in the coolest fashion I could have. Don't ask me how, I just did.
So I made my way home to grab some stuff. Stepped into the lift and started rampaging through my bag for my keys. Before I could, the lift started going up and I realized I must have forgotten to bring it out. But coincidentally, it stopped on the 15th floor (my floor) and in came Nat (my housemate) who lent me her keys. And yes, after my 2hours of random events, finally one which comes in my favour.
Sigh.... what a difficult week it has been. I actually managed to clock in 12 hours in uni the other day, 8am to 8pm! I've so much to say, but just can't. A bit more, just a bit more Huiling......Its gonna be over soon.
You.mustn't.give.up.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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