Time for a break!!!!!!

It's simply amazing how a few good comments can lift my spirits. Even for a module that I can't foresee getting any higher than a B-. The marshmallows were a nice diversion, and the trio of girls carried off their parts wonderfully. It must be said that the questions that were directed at Mitch were not at all easy ones, though. This ends the much-hated COMM101 module (course, whatever >.< )

The (public) hols are here, and its with happy spirits that I relax this fatigued brain of mine.

Going out with HER later on, and our post-dinner activity would probably consist of some mind-numbing gogglebox-watching... Yet again. Anyway, Wed's our LTB execution, and with that solves yet another one of my freaking headaches... Woohoo! Off to Pepper Lunch! Seeya Peeps! No SMU for 24 hours!!!!!!!

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The musings of a (FA) tortured soul....

That title seems strangely familiar....

Anyway, ASoc Day's tomorrow (so is FA Quiz 2), and boy I hope it'll be a success (the quiz as well)...

The tix were professionally done, and are pretty much collectors' items... Done in the form of Magic Cards, behold the chiobus and yandaos that walk the land of Accounting...



Where food and wine abound(and the occasional quiz thrown in for good measure)... Ain't it a wonder why Ron finds it hard to maintain his sobriety?

(And yes, that's my scribbling in the background... Inventory costing and valuation, anyone?)

Slaying the FA beast....

Ever wondered what financial accounting would look like if it were a person? It'll probably be a scheming, calculative lil' grouch that seeks to squeeze the life out of just about every FA student.

FA Project, FA Quiz and FA homework's getting to me... Guess I'll turn to the comforting embrace of.....


QM...

Effervescence..

Your smile
Livens up his day.
Endearments
And troubles melt away.

His love,
Unspoken though it may be.
Fear not
For it plumbs the deepest sea.
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Sometimes, all is required is a little reminder of the priorities in life. Read not too much into his actions, for he's the one that'll never cease to care.

Your allies abound.

The mindless ramblings of a zombified student...

QM is on now.. however, I'm unable to concentrate. In fact I'm feeling absolutely sleepy right now...

Disclaimer: The characters below are purely fictional, and all situations are figments of the author's (overactive) imagination. 此故事纯属虚构，如有雷同，纯属意外。

Last night we celebrated Wanzhen's birthday at Suntec's Swensens'. Why not Plaza Singapura's Swensens', you might ask. Why not, indeed? I've had my fair share of indecisive girls in my life so far, but this really takes the cake.

Literally. Well we had a whale of a time there at, and the birthday girl actually TEARED when she saw the rather-small-ice-cream-cake- that-didn't-come-with-a-correspondingly-small-price-tag. LOL. We were all stuffed at that point, and there were LEFTOVER SLICES OF ICE-CREAM CAKE!

For once, YYF was present at the OG61+3 gathering. The(usual) notable exception was YYM, and we voted unanimously to boot his sorry arse out of the OG and welcome Melvin to the big family! Go join the dark side on your own backside (Which constitutes yet another one of his inane wisecracks)!

After much probing with a branding iron, YYF finally capitulated under the intense torture of keeping a secret, and YYM's dark truth was finally brought to light - He'd become gay. His latest squeeze was none other than...


I hear your gasps, girls... Alas, dee Prof spurned dee One, and in deefeat, the jilted one hooked up with just another girl.
You know who you are, and this disclosure was done for the sake of your own closure and peace of mind. Owells, life goes on, and cheerios girl.

Lookalikes..

Remember that post about Eugene? Well, here's our combined pic for comparison's sake....


Don't we just look alike?

Love is as love does...

The reservations that held him back from openly comforting her. The longing that she must feel.
The tension of the moment. His utter incomprehension.
Sometimes, he felt like an onlooker, though those two friends were close to his heart. Time spent for each other, that the other would never know.
He couldn't help but marvel at the hands of fate.
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Recess week has barely started, but the enormity of my situation is pretty unnerving. A major project due the next week, two quizzes, a summary (how do you summarize 24 pages?) and Comms editing to do. Well done I say!

Recess week is no recess indeed! ROFLMBFAO!

My Mum!

As he trudged wearily across to the carpark with Kelvin and Rongwei, he reflected on the day just passed. An uneventful game of soccer, with the usual thrills and spills, the looming LTB camp on the morrow that was not yet even a blueprint.

His Mum's birthday would fall on Thursday, but the familial celebration was held on Saturday. Having the maternal family together, seeing the smile that creased her brow was reward enough. Having striven to provide for the family and coupled with the duties of housework, the toll was evident on her. She'd never once complained, and this she accepted as part of her life's work. Feeling guilty and grateful all at once, he knew that all he had to do to make her happy was his own success. And despite all his failings, there she was, always the first to back him up whenever her support was needed.



Thank you, Mum.

An expensive Western dinner....

Wanzhen, after using the disabled toilet, came out of the loo and skipped happily to the junction where I was waiting. After reaching the Hotel Rendezvous side, she gaily exclaimed "Oh! I've left my handphone in the toilet". She said it in such a manner that I thought that she was pulling my leg. It sounded more like "Oh! 7-11 sells ice cream." or something to that effect.

I was incredulous at her nonchalance. I nearly wanted to rush across the road there and then. But hell, she'd the sense to pull me back. 45 seconds later, we'd walked back to the toilet. And guess what? The phone was gone. I called the number, and the person had the nerve to hang up halfway. Don't let me get my hands on you. Else I'll wring your scrawny neck. We've got an inkling of who it might be.

Anyhow, here's a R.I.P. to her handphone, ...

Where has my weekend gone?

I woke up to dark skies and gray clouds. Probably no cage later then. Had loads of weird dreams last night. Something about nymphs and stuff. And being a fat Hercules. Lol...

Eugene (Bobs) suggested that I be the Hercules as part of ASoc Day, as he'd taken the position of Zeus. Yea. I probably could pass off as a middle-aged, well-fed Hercules if ever. Oh, for those not in the know, Eugene is my good twin (I'm the evil one) cos we look incredibly alike. Photos will be upcoming on that.

Yesterday was Ah-Gong's Bdae, and there was a mass reunion of my paternal family. It was fun to see my cousins again, and the fact that 龙腾 kor (a family friend, the almost-cousin of ours) was about to hit the venerable old age of 30 reminded me of my own age as well. Time flies, and the hale and hearty Ah-Gong is still, well, hale and abit less hearty, but with much reduced mobility. The times when he could traverse distances that put my 2.4 klick runs to shame are no more. And my sipping of foam off his mug of Guinness Stout. And the doctor said that he could not go for the knee operation as his heart muscles were pretty weak. Damnation. In any case, life has to go on, and there's been a resigned look on his face ever since.

And he's one reason why I wanna graduate in 3 years. In fact, there's plenty of others. HER notwithstanding.