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For various reasons, I will be moving to livejournal.com/users/gthiru
Adios Pitas! It was fun. Actually, no.
11:05 p.m., Sunday, November 13, 2005
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School-wise, the first week was pretty uneventful.
My GEM module turned out to be worse than I thought. I was under the impression that Human Resource(AKA Organisational Management Part 2) took the cake but boy, was I wrong. 'Is Seeing Believing' isn't about whether what you're looking at is real or anything of that sort, but instead it's about fascinating eye diseases and their cures and the distance between your blindspot and macula and whatever-the-hell-boring-eye-topic-ever-conceived. Optometry much?
The teacher wanted us to introduce ourselves, and while everybody else said they chose the module because they found it interesting or exciting(BLOODY LIARS, THE WHOLE LOT OF THEM!), I just had to run my big fat mouth and say that I had no choice. It's the truth...just ask SAS. After that, there was.... well, a few snickers and an awkward silence. Way to make an impression right?
I'm glad Miss Peters is back for another round with Media Law and Ethics. I enjoyed her classes last sem and honestly, my respect for her runs deeper than for any other teacher I've ever had, in secondary school too. Come to think of it, she makes my secondary school teachers seem like giddy schoolgirls, for lack of a better description. I can't exactly place my finger on what it is. Maybe its the way she carries herself, or the way she conducts her classes or maybe because she makes me want to sit down and listen to every word she has to say. I really don't mean to come off as cheesy or anything of the kind, but I can't remember the last time I had something like this to say about a teacher or maybe I never really did have anything like this to say about any other teacher.
Deepavali this year was alright, but somehow I think it could have been better. I don't know...I'm always left feeling pretty pumped after it every year but this year it's just...nothing. Maybe its just me. Deepavali usually means that I get enough money from 'Hongbao' to actually shop. Yes, pathetic as it sounds I only shop about once a year for clothes and every year the money I get lessens, not that I blame anyone. This year I had just about enough for 1 pair of shoes, 1 shirt and 1 pair of jeans. Lately I've been seriously thinking about getting a part-time job. I don't know...maybe it's high-time I started to learn how to properly support myself. Granted, I did work during holidays before but that was because I had too much free time on my hands. I do save.. but I feel there's only so much money I can save.
Well, Hari Raya at Zul's house with the class tomorrow! :p
08:08 p.m., Saturday, November 5, 2005
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I think it's a pretty anonymous feeling among plenty of SP students that my school's SAS system is nothing but crap, along with the people who actually assigned all the registration appointments. On the bright side, the module that I was forced to pick at the last minute, "Is Seeing believing" can't be any worse than last semester's human resource. I hope.
School's nearing once again and the pricks at SP just had to make life miserable(once again) by making school start on the week of Deepavali and Hari Raya. So the first week itself has 3 days only, which defeats the purpose of actually making it the first week, right? I didn't know 'S' stands for stupidity in the SPCORE values. Does celebrating Deepavali constitute a week-long LOA, assholes?
I don't hate SP. Not yet anyway. I just wish the people who're running it have more sense, if such a thing even exists for them.
Speaking of Deepavali, the preparation for it has actually been quite fun, I'll admit it as much, and I've resigned myself to the fact that my holidays so far were spent cleaning up the house and it looks like its going to end that way with my mom and me in the kitchen making the tarts/cookies/whatever. I know, I've become a regular, run-of-the-mill house-son (an expression coined by yours truly, with reference to housewives).
My mother's having a ball, as this is the time of the year she usually looks forward to where she gets to take time off from work. And my dad...well, he supervises. One big happy family, not excluding my sister of course, who's constantly in my face, claiming that she's "doing more work than me despite the fact that she's working". I suppose it does take a lot of work to lounge on the couch while catching up on old episodes of Bewitched on dvd.
07:57 p.m., Wednesday, October 26, 2005
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Weichang and I were on the phone yesterday and strangely enough, we were talking about death. It came to a point that we were trying to scare each other about ghosts and shit and I think it worked...to some extent. Granted, i'm not a firm believer in anything of the supernatural sort but there came a point that we didn't feel like leaving our respective rooms, considering the fact that it was well past 2am and everything was, well, dark.
It's lame, looking back, that I kept hearing noises(or at least I thought so) coming from my hall and kitchen and Weichang was simply too scared to even walk to his kitchen to take a piss. It was only a momentary thing, though. Thankfully.
I was wondering...why do people actually find places to bury dead bodies when they've murdered someone? Why not just burn it or something? I get the feeling that there's some completely rational explanation why they don't do that, but hey, I have my bimbotic moments and i'd really appreciate if someone could enlighten me. :p
08:42 p.m., Friday, October 21, 2005
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Bleach. Truly awesome anime!! That's saying a lot, since I only started watching it yesterday. These two characters remind me a lot of Naruto and Sasuke:
And the music for this anime rocks too. I personally like one of the bands who sing one of the ending themes.
They're called Home made Kazoku...and they do jap rap. :) *grins sheepishly*.
This is completely random but I've been constipated for the past few days. First diarrhea, now this. The side effects of 9 days of eating India food, I say.
Oh. And my results for this sem suck. No surprise there.
05:29 p.m., Wednesday, October 19, 2005
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India!
Red Fort: Built during the years 1638-48 when Mughal Empire was its peak and our very first stop. And our first introduction to India's heat, though we were reassured before the trip that it was the same temperature as that of Singapore. *insert grunt*
Ah...the snake charmer! Granted, we were supposed to pay him for taking his photograph but of course, nobody did. And because I was the last person to take his photograph he yelled out to me, "Boy! Must pay!" I half expected him to sic his snake on me for not complying.
Raj Ghat, a memorial to Mahatma Gandhi.
:p
Cool!
Blur picture. This was actually a ferris wheel, made and controlled entirely by human hands. It was cool! The burmese guy (Hon Wan, i think) beside me and I were actually "whoa-ing" when the thing went faster and faster. What a kick! :p
Overall the India trip was fun, though certain things transpired throughout the trip that I wish hadn't. I would definitely like to travel to India again, though I'll never want to live there. India does have it's share of beauty of charm, when you look past all the negative aspects of the country.
08:49 p.m., Sunday, October 16, 2005
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Ripped this quiz off of Titus' blog. It's a cool quiz...x-men related!
You scored as Rogue. Rogue is a strong but tragic personality. She loves Gambit. Because of her mutant powers, she cannot touch anyone without hurting them. Therefore, she longs for human contact. However, this southern gal's strong personality has allowed her to deal with this. Powers: Absorbs lifeforce and powers by touch, Super strength, and flight.
Rogue... was hoping for someone along the lines of nightcrawler or gambit but it's cool...she's my favorite female character. :P Hmmm...I didn't think my personality could be this tragic though.
09:32 a.m., Saturday, October 1, 2005
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It's the end of semester one of year two and it looks like the holidays are going to be off to a good start (hopefully). Thought I'd dedicate this entry to my thoughts of the past semester.
All in all, I'd say this is the best semester I've had so far.
When I was first made class rep I didn't think I was competent for the job. But I think in the long run it's helped me become more consistent in my schoolwork.
This semester has made me realise the essence of groupwork (did that come out right?). When I hear people say that friendship and projects are two completely different things I have to say I disagree. I think you owe it to your friends to stand by them, no matter what, and that includes projects. Projects also manage to bring out the dependability in people and I feel that one person who was really dependable in group projects this semester was Juliet.
The class chalet did a lot to help out the class to bond... even now a few of my classmates are talking about heading back to Old Changi Hospital, in spite of the weird stuff that went on there. Oh! And the trip to OCH instilled in me a keen knowledge in what to bring for future visits. Dog food. Maybe a bone or two.
And friends. This semester wouldn't have been what it was if it weren't for them. Need I say more?
India on Sunday. Can't wait! :)
09:33 p.m., Friday, September 30, 2005
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I understand the need for research but to study about it? It's like conducting research on research. Or analyzing analysis. Or debating on debates. Oh! And I've managed to study a whopping total of 2 chapters. Can't seem to sit myself down to actually seriously study for MMR before being distracted by something, heck, ANYTHING else. And one of those distractions include writing whiny, boring blog entries that, in the grand scheme of things, are still more fun to do than MMR-ing..
Why do I get the feeling that this paper's going to be the worse one yet?
12:27 a.m., Thursday, September 29, 2005
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Consumer Behaviour. Two days of cramming the horrid subject's poetry into my head didn't exactly prove to be worth it. I was half-tempted to leave the lecture hall 45 mins before the ending time considering the fact that I already finished the paper by then.
But no, I just had to persevere and crap my way through the rest of it, despite the fact that I had no idea what I was writing about for that 20 marks. But that's me...never having the guts to leave anything blank(for fear of evil teachers minusing marks for not showing any effort or attempt, its happened to me before in secondary school), or leaving the exam venue so early. Lame, indeed. But alas, one more paper to go!
I watched Nightwatch with my mom and cousin Prem yesterday. It was a pretty interesting show despite the cliche 'good vs evil' concept and I think the ending was satisfactory. My mom found it disgusting(gore, blood, viscera...the works) though I think she secretly enjoyed it nonetheless.
Michael Buble's comin' to Singapore on 10th October! I really want to go but that's the day I come back from India and I don't want to go there just to snore while he's heartbreakingly belting out 'Home'. Now THAT'LL be sad.
Isn't it hard when friends change so fast that you wonder if they were ever the same people you met? A few of my classmates tell me that I've changed a lot since what they thought of me in semester one and even I have to agree that I'm more verbal now as compared to back then. But that's not the issue here...I just find it sad when some of my friends change and I don't have the heart to tell them that it hasn't been for the better. If it was just me with that opinion, then I'd just shut up about it but its not just me and a few of my friends are of the same opinion, if not worse. I thought I got over friends changing in Secondary school but it looks like it's happening again. I get the same advice everywhere though: Accept them for who they are or just ignore it. I suppose its true..there's only so much you can do. Maybe it's easier to just not care anymore.
On a happy note, the trip to India is just a few days away. :p Shufen suggested that we sit down together on Friday after MMR exam to discuss what to bring there, and I have to say it's a good idea considering the fact we've been tearing our hair off(I'm still fine though, I have plenty to spare)just trying to figure out what to bring and what not to. Cheesy as it's going to sound, the India trip's kind of like a "light at the end of the tunnel" thing. Now all I have to hope is that I won't get murdered or food-poisoned to death there. Or worse. My dad made things all the more exciting by telling me to be wary of "foreign" hands in my pockets. Gross, to borrow from Joan.
This is completely random...but Melissa, where ARE you? :(
06:53 p.m., Tuesday, September 27, 2005
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Fanboy.
I did some thinking over the past few weeks about the cartoon series' and other action-related series that I've been really crazy about for a long time since I was a little. Aside from wrestling, I've also been nuts about x-men, power rangers, street fighter, virtual fighter, mortal kombat... to name a few. Out of this list the things which I was and maybe still am attached to are x-men and power rangers (yes, power rangers!). I would like to be an avid fan by collecting all the figures but since I can't afford them I've resorted to downloading all the episodes of the series.
When I downloaded the power rangers series and started watching them I kind of just...stared. I know now that back then I didn't even listen to what anyone was actually saying, because quite frankly, I find the script amusing more than anything now.
Kimberly: Tommy. I know. I KNOW you're the green ranger. triumphant+angry look
Tommy (EVIL look): Well done, pink ranger. You should also know that you, and all the other power rangers, will soon be destroyed!
At this point Kimberly gasps and has a shocked expression
on her face. The horror!
Nonetheless, I think it's ok because the series (and the script) does seem to improve over time. And no, I haven't gone nuts, I'm perfectly sane, I'm just reminiscing here. And yes, I know its power rangers.
Coming back to reality...OM and Law were...um. Yeah.
08:38 p.m., Friday, September 23, 2005
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I woke up at 2:30 in the afternoon to my dismay, although it would have been much later if it wasn't for a call from Isza. Anyway, my planned trip to have my passport photo renewed today was ruined as a result of oversleeping, which was a result of having no sleep, which was the result of DMA project.
Titus and I stayed over at Zhihan's house yesterday (or was it the day before yesterday?) in the hopes of completing our project, although in the end we still had plenty of screwups when it came down to actually handing up the damned thing. No interest in elaborating so let's just say it was hell.
Moving on, spending a night at Zhihan's was pretty cool. We ate aplenty and the constant arguments between Zhihan and Titus was amusing, to say the least. :) At one point I think they were going to kill each other and I'd have to take the rap for it.
Yesterday's celebratory outing for Angel's birthday was awesome, although I was feeling a little out of it from not sleeping and showering for more than a day. There was lunch at Seoul Garden with a few of us trying to imitate Japanese chefs (among other chefs), Zhihan getting into a heated verbal fight with an overgrown imp who was reading a book outside a library and finally chilling out at Crazy Elephant. Jasmine refrained from drinking, though I think she did so because she was afraid we would film her getting drunk and jumping into the water. :)
And a very happy birthday to Angel! I hope you enjoyed the song by Juliana and me! Hehe.
Exams start next week, with OM being the first paper and I don't think I've had a good start to study for it, considering the fact that I haven't started at all. This whole week's been hideous thanks to DMA project and it was hard enough trying to find time to study for it.
Group work. At first I was pissed with group members who screw others over but later I came to the conclusion that I can't help the way nor care about the way other people behaved. I've actually debated on this issue with myself many times so I'll just say this for the last time, and believe me when I say this echoes the opinions of my friends who are in other groups too. Group work is exactly as what the name suggests. Don't think it's your group members job to show initiative to always call you up when you're not there, because quite frankly, it's up to you to call up and inquire about it and I'm sick of people thinking otherwise. Just how long are we supposed to be the ones who always turn up for all the bloody group meetings and be the ones to call you up and "inform" you about what happened there every single time? For fuck's sake, it's ok if it happens once in a while but don't make it a bloody habit. And please, be honest. Friendship and work ethic are two completely different things to some extent but you owe it to your friends to actually stick with them through projects. But hey, whatever makes you feel better so if you feel you're right and we're wrong, its alright, because I couldn't care less.
Good luck to everyone for the exams! And to Prem: We'll make it through, once again! :)
06:16 p.m., Saturday, September 17, 2005
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Figured I'd just delete all my past entries. I can't be angry forever, especially with events/people/things i can't control. I think I'll just go with the flow for everything from now. I'll probably bitch about it then get over it anyway.
I had somewhat of an epiphany just now, though i doubt it even explains the vague stuff i wrote *points to first paragraph*.
Yesterday's gaming session with Weichang was awesome, to say the least. I owned his ass in wrestling! AND i got him hooked on Star Ocean. :) *pats self on back*
Exams are drawing near, dma project is looming.. and well, I'll do my best and hope for the same. I did an evaluation of my grades this semester and I realized they've all gone to shit. Seriously. I wonder what ever happened to the pact I made with Darren and Titus earlier this semester. Hehe.
I'm really looking forward to India! And very much looking forward to Zhihan's and Shufen's facial expressions there. Good luck to Angel and me!
9:04 pm, Sunday, September 11, 2005
