Friday, June 30, 2006
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Overdue Babble
Some random pictures in NUS which are long overdued.
You know serious competition is brewing in your Mathematics class when your tutorial mate uses a camera to snap the tutor's notes.
But beware, I say. You are not the only one with a camera. :)
I never complained about the standard of food in NUS, until this...
Can you even remotely identify it?
You know serious competition is brewing in your Mathematics class when your tutorial mate uses a camera to snap the tutor's notes.
But beware, I say. You are not the only one with a camera. :)
I never complained about the standard of food in NUS, until this...
Can you even remotely identify it?
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Blog Whine
8.30AM, 7th June 2006:
I had arrived in school, with a 2.83kg NEC Laptop in my bag and two ridiculously heavy textbooks in a flimsy plastic bag, which threatened to give way everytime my momentum tempted it to swing at its natural frequency.
I sat at my favourite air-conditioned spot, the tables and chairs located at the second level of the EA block at Engineering faculty. As I sat on the bench, I felt immensely proud of myself that I was one of the few (losers) who were studious enough to commence in some real hardcore work.
I decided to reward myself with the simple joys of surfing the internet and checking my email. But alas, my heart when I read that my dear editor had requested me to take a picture of my tutor, who is also due for In Camp Training tomorrow. I needed a digital camera... NOW. If only I checked my 5 email accounts more frequently...*whimper*
But the second bomb would drop on me an hour later, as I was attempting to extricate myself in the world of photosynthesis (the topic for my term paper). An ominous unknown number flashed across the LCD screen of my well-weathered Sony Ericsson phone, vibrating methodically like the chlorophyll molecules in photosystems (ok I know, horrid analogy).
I answered.
"Hello?" A strangely familiar voice was on the other line.
"Hello? Who is this?" I questioned.
"Kelvin! Do you know that you have piano lessons today?"
...
I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. A "length" of a mistake of almost half a country. Amnesic and camera-less, the time had come for me to attend another one of those mindlessly boring lectures. *Whines*
And no, my tutor isn't engaging in extreme neck exercises.
This picture was taken on another day if you're wondering...
I had arrived in school, with a 2.83kg NEC Laptop in my bag and two ridiculously heavy textbooks in a flimsy plastic bag, which threatened to give way everytime my momentum tempted it to swing at its natural frequency.
I sat at my favourite air-conditioned spot, the tables and chairs located at the second level of the EA block at Engineering faculty. As I sat on the bench, I felt immensely proud of myself that I was one of the few (losers) who were studious enough to commence in some real hardcore work.
I decided to reward myself with the simple joys of surfing the internet and checking my email. But alas, my heart when I read that my dear editor had requested me to take a picture of my tutor, who is also due for In Camp Training tomorrow. I needed a digital camera... NOW. If only I checked my 5 email accounts more frequently...*whimper*
But the second bomb would drop on me an hour later, as I was attempting to extricate myself in the world of photosynthesis (the topic for my term paper). An ominous unknown number flashed across the LCD screen of my well-weathered Sony Ericsson phone, vibrating methodically like the chlorophyll molecules in photosystems (ok I know, horrid analogy).
I answered.
"Hello?" A strangely familiar voice was on the other line.
"Hello? Who is this?" I questioned.
"Kelvin! Do you know that you have piano lessons today?"
...
I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. A "length" of a mistake of almost half a country. Amnesic and camera-less, the time had come for me to attend another one of those mindlessly boring lectures. *Whines*
And no, my tutor isn't engaging in extreme neck exercises.
This picture was taken on another day if you're wondering...
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Yahoo Yari
You know you will never succeed in life selling stuff online when items which are meant for resale end up permanently in your possession... ... by will.
Yes, I bought the Sugar Ray and Texas albums for 5 bucks each. All set and ready to be listed online with pictures already taken, but darn, I cannot bear to sell it off after listening to it. :(
Yes, I bought the Sugar Ray and Texas albums for 5 bucks each. All set and ready to be listed online with pictures already taken, but darn, I cannot bear to sell it off after listening to it. :(