YES! I'm back from a study marathon. Was supposed to survive for 40 hours, but only managed a 35 hour; nonetheless good and productive too. Special thanks to XX for tonning with me through one whole night. Passxx.
Frigging slept for 12 hours straight and now i'm so refreshed and ready for the sci practical in 3 hours. The only thing I'm worried about is my uncutted hair. But even if they dont let me in, I will still be able to score an A in my sci. No worries there.
My maths is still flopping around like a half-dead fish. Helphelphelphelp.
Why avoid risks in life just so that we can make it safely to death?
Actions speaks louder than words?
Expect the unexpected.
Labels: Inspiration, Life, LOL, Personal
Blogged at 7:02 am
You are quiet, skillful and reserved. You don’t mince words. When you finally speak, it is to let people know exactly where you stand.
You are not bound by policy or standard convention, rather your mind is open to every possibility and you excel at finding novel approaches to solving problems because of this.
You are likely to adopt a hobby involving mastery of a tool, such as fishing or hunting, and since you have a special talent for mastering tools you are likely to achieve the highest level of skill in your field.
You are a master of the tools of your trade and an excellent craftsman. Better than most, you know exactly how to use tools for maximum advantage. You enjoy work where you can visually see your results when the project is complete, not matter how simple or complex.
You are not interested in small talk, and actually may speak very little in general when compared to other people. Because you are not very expressive, some people think of you as a loner, and teachers may have mistakenly labeled you as “dyslexic” when you actually were born with an inclination for communicating through actions rather than words. You learn by doing, rather than by hearing, seeing or reading.
Standard grade school was not intended for students like you, and you probably found it incredibly tedious and boring. You were designed to use your hands and mind to master tools which other people cannot. When introduced to new tools, including weapons, your skill develops faster and further, and you speak more technically about it than other’s could even with more time and practice.
You feel most comfortable when other people don’t know exactly what to expect from you. This leaves your options open to take whatever action you’d like without it being particularly shocking to anyone. In fact, even those close to you never know whether you’ll respond to something with instant enthusiasm or reserved thought.
You particularly enjoy unexpectedly stepping up to tackle a mechanical or instrument problem and then solving it with ease, although you’ll steer clear if the problem involves people or attitudes. If you absolutely must refer to the directions then you will read only the part which specifically applies to the problem at hand. You like work which has a definite end, a completion point, rather than “research” or “administration” which could continue on forever.
You are observant and will watch your environment, collecting data, constantly. This makes you especially valuable in an emergency because you are the most likely to have spotted things going wrong and know the source of problems before anyone else.
You don’t waste energy on creating plans which might not work out anyway. You prefer to face each day anew and tackle problems as they arise. You rely on yourself and trust common sense to get things done in nearly all circumstances.
As a parent you do not feel the need to impose yourself or your standards on your children the way others do. In your eyes your children are individuals and you will respond to each of them according to their situations at any given time. Your spouse and your children know that you will give them the freedom and space they need to be their own person and you expect the same treatment in return.
You may attend a big party or social family function, but without a doubt you prefer the company of a few close friends and the tool of your hobby, be it a fishing pole or a guitar.
Some quiz which I did out of boredom. Kind of reflects what I am. I like the part on school. Fuck school.
Labels: Life, LOL, Personal, Random
Blogged at 11:09 pm
Dont judge food by its appearance.
First and foremost, I shall give a big tank-cute you to Tan Hui Ying, for pulling me out of deep shit and also doing loads of sai-kang. I
was coerced was forced was threatened was bullied into was held at gunpoint wrote this willingly.
Ok let's get started on my F&N practical today. Let's drool over the dishes I have cooked shall we?
Supposed to be pink.
Dori fillet in pea-mint.
Scrambled eggs.
Chicken salad.
Family Photo.
Yes yes, I know. Control ur saliva please. And I know most of you will be thinking either,"Oh noes! LcM is teh proz0r in teh cooking. Ownz0r me." or "The upcoming of a brilliant chef."
But no. It's not going to happen. Wanna know why? Becos, even tho the food looks superb, the taste is ... uhmm ... "indescribable".
In any case, you wouldn't want to eat it, even if you are deprived of food for like 100000 million years, maybe except for the smoothie.
But it was still a good effort from me nonetheless, so I deserve a round of raucous applause. And an Oscar award for best aesthetically produced dishes of all time.
Oh, and all these did not happen for nth. I had to rush down to Prime mart and NTUC to get some MIA ingredients, and those that couldn't be found, forsaken. Credits to Hui Ying for helping me choose.
I took 30mins more than the allocated time, but i guess it was worth it, except for the tasting part. Yuck.
And I was like walking ard the kitchen looking for my stuff, not aimlessly, until my leg muscles literally almost disintegrated.
So... I guess I am not made out to be an excellent chef. I should try going for a chemist course someday... ACID CARBONATE? Salt+water+carbon dioxide.
Ughh. My palms still smell of mint. So if you were lazy to read the above, today is summed up as a disastrous day. Salvaged by my ingenuity.
Yay, I am soo looking forward to english tmr. Just hope I can at least know my marks for my compo. That would be enough. But it's gonna be hell of a long day, with F&N camp commencing tmr.
NO ONE IS STOPPING ME FROM GETTING MY WINTER MELON!!! I shall prevail as the last survivor!!!
Good luck.Labels: LOL, Random, School
Blogged at 8:45 pm
Passion over Mission.
This is madness. Totally. It shall be the first time I ever failed my paper 1. Today's composition was easy to get inspiration. Too easy, to the point that I neglected my Letter Writing. The choices of questions are as follow:
1) School need to talk more to students about environmental issues. Do you agree?(not word for word)
2) Forgot.
3) Write about a time when an act of kindness led you to be rewarded unexpectedly.
4) Regret.
5) Write about the sights and sounds when you were walking to school on a rainy day.
Questions 3 and 4 caught my eye, and I began to contemplate on which one to write. I chose 3, cos it had more potential for content. More potential than what I expected. So I began to path out how to write the whole of my story, which took me about 10 mins. When I had written the story halfway, I realised that it is far too long, and I have two options I can take.
Passion: Continue and don't write Letter Writing. It's all about the love of the compo.
Mission: Cut short the story and proceed to Letter Writing. Maximum marks, minimum enjoyment.
The title of the post alr gave the game away.
So aft thinking for some time, I decided to get on with my compo. Just as I predicted, aft finishing the whole thing, and compiling the 6 pages of paper together, the tcher announced:"Time's up." It wasn't a rash decision on my part. I alr knew the repercussions of what will happen if I choose Passion.
First of all is the flaming by Mdm Prema. Second will be the immediate failure of this paper. Thirdly, it will seem that I am retarded/don't know the structure/sleeping/and all the negative things associated with failing.
BUT! I am none of those above.
For it was zeal which got me hooked on the compo. The great satisfaction of completing an essay I consider a masterpiece. (I'll be damned if I don't get at least 23) Once the fire in me takes over, there's no stopping me. Epic example of "the process matters more than the outcome". With that I conclude the end of the paper. Looking forward to getting back the results.
Shall think of how to start with my entry of the Singapore Superhero Contest.
You are the best damn thing my eyes have ever seen.Sayonara!
Labels: LOL, Personal, Random
Blogged at 4:54 pm
