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Saturday, March 08, 2008

I don't know if it happens with ALL people who uses Photoshop/Fireworks. But, for me, once I start editing a picture, I won't stop until I am at least 50% satisfied with what I did.

This was what we did in class:

Disgustingly cramped with disorganized message. The audience won't know where to look. Font size is pathetically small. It bugged me the whole day!

So, I came home and did another one:

*lets out sigh of relief and satisfaction* Now, I am satisfied. And I posted this up on the discussion board as well. I don't care if half the class is going to be mad at me/my table. I am happy with my end product(:

Besides, I can't work with someone buzzing around me all the time. Autocratic is definitely not my style. But sadly, most of the main comm people in NBS are at least 65% autocratic and they are masters at delegation. sheesh. Good leadership, my ass!

Okay, off to do my Wealth Planning Report.

@ 1:09 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Friday, March 07, 2008

I GOT AN A FOR BOTH MY PRESENTATIONS AND REPORT FOR AB213!!!!!!

Sorry for the capitalization. But it is the only way to translate how happy I am now *humongous grins* I mean, 70% of it IS my idea and effort(:

*dances around room and shouts, "A, A, A!*

HUAT AH!

*in a really small voice* back to my lessons (which I am not paying any attention to).

@ 1:56 PM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

My brain is malfunctioning tonight.

Resident Bitch is back but I am too tired to bitch. And I want to change my blogskin before I do the "cleaning closet" thing.

I will get deceiving lights in ~~my bathroom~~ for my house next time. No cruel lights that reveal how disgusting you look. I will have a room specially fixed with these cruel lights. And if I ever need the truth, I will just walk into that room and switch on the lights. I feel fat when i bathe. No thanks to the cruel light.

Looking at my nails, I realised that I need a new coat of nail polish. Peeling off like nobody's business.

Hair is frizzy because I didn't put the hair care thing and blow dry it.

Contact lens tomorrow? See how.

Nice to have a group mate who uses the same laptop as you. Why? We can share charger! Thanks, Zhanyi!(:

Bed. Before. Brain. Dies. And. I. Do. Stupid. Things.

@ 2:22 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

The Resident Bitch have left the house. So the "cleaning out the closet" (ie bitching session) will be put on hold.

In her place is a combination of Docile Girl and Passive-Aggressive wannabe. Whatever that means.

Been dealing with my brother's poly application. I'm like the Q&A station. Don't know? Ask me. Not sure? Ask me. Gee*sarcastic* The HANDBOOK was sent to you for a reason? But, I don't really mind? Besides, my parents will worry less with the help I am giving him.

The sister will be filing tax for the first time this coming April. She's been working for 4 years and this is her first time. She's excited. Weird-.- BUT! She wants me to FILE IT FOR HER! *faints* When I told her, I will teach her, she said, " Ah Pa ask me to ask you to file for me cause you know all the reliefs!" I'm like o.O

My parents pamper my sister WAY too much? Maybe because with her laa-lee-laa attitude, they feel that they HAVE to? oh wells. ANYWAYS! The brother unit forbids me to help her file. Thank god! No one dares to oppose him (except me). So, with him on my side, I will most probably end up teaching and NOT doing it for the sister unit.

okok, enough crap. off to bed.

Till she comes back. Resident Bitch is much more fun(:

@ 3:16 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

if you think this sentence/lyrics -

and it's alright if you're undecided, or if you're scared that you might like it, or if it's true:i ache for you

-is for you, about you. think again.

i just like the way it sounds.

get the message already. I. DONT. LIKE. YOU. ANYMORE. now, SCRAM!

@ 2:58 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

school. middies. s3 to canteen A to s4.

home. brainstorm with self. out.

walk from home to central. dental appointment. tightening of braces. keeping mouth open for 30 minutes.

back. helped in shop. market for dinner. sort out admin stuff from brother's poly enrollment.

rushed to bathe. fyp meeting. ab213. tuition preparation.

2 hours of sleep.

'nuff said. cleaning out the closet will have to wait.

@ 2:05 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Excuse the lousy pose, the dead-fish expression and the messy hair. BF323 mid-terms were giving me nightmares last night and I ended up with only 1.5 hours of sleep. Naturally, I woke up late and didn't have time to dress for school-.-

ANYWAYS!! This was what I wore to school today. Totally casual, no?

But, when I came back home and climbed the stairs that leads from the bus-stop to my block, a group of construction guys (around late 20s to early 30s) at the coffee shop "zhut" each other to look at me.

URGH! And their eyes followed me (especially my legs) all the way till I disappeared into my dad's shop. I HATE IT!

I mean, what's there to look? My legs are totally un-attractive right now! And! I look like SHITE! Not that it's okay for them to stare at me when I am attractive (which I never am).

Okay, I am blabbering. I hate having coffee shops (there's 2!) under my block. Because it means, you get oggled at whenever you come home. Especially at night when the people there are drunk.

I would like to keep my legs and whatever parts to myself!! And maybe to those people who I want them to look. But, that's another story for another day.

Off for dental appointment! Please tell me I can remove them soon!!

@ 5:03 PM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

I'll be "cleaning the closet" tomorrow.

Topics that may be touched on:
- myspace.com (People I met there)
- my dark side
- my angel side
- giving chase
- dissing people who irritates me
- and more!

Can't think of much now. But I feel like I am going to implode soon. The smell in the air is not helping.

STAY TUNE!

Post may be up on 4th March or 5th March around 1am.

@ 2:19 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Monday, March 03, 2008

having cognitive dissonance now.

very stress about BF323 mid-terms tomorrow.

worried won't fall asleep tonight. have to wake up at 6 tomorrow. not good. not enough sleep = lousy attention span.

BF323 sucks to the core. it doesn't even fit into any track. so what the hell taking it for?

FUCK LAH!

@ 10:08 PM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

I like to drink my milk in one big glup. I like the way the cold hits my throat. It doesn’t matter that it’s a huge packet. One big glup is the way I like to drink my milk. Un-lady-like perhaps. Who cares? (:

I am typing in Word so all my I’s are capitalize and so on. Weird.

I have been dealing with options the whole day. Call, put, bear, bull, naked call, covered call, protected put, butterfly, box, diagonal, calendar, straddle, strangle, straps and strips. Why do options have kinky names?

Scotchey says that individual psych report is a killer. I am so going to die next semester. I am very courageously going to take up two psych mod. Please let my local exchange pass through. At least then, the modules are SU-ed *grins*

Reading your post reminds me of all the shitty things I went through with banana ass. I am hoping that things work out for you. Why do we always fall for the wounded guys? And it reminds me how fortunate I am that I am not stuck in limbo anymore. Never going back there. But whatever happens, I am here and you can come and listen to me chant, "Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them."

A note to my prince charming (if he exist). You are so going to pay when you do eventually roll by in your old and dying horse. No, a Rolls Royce will not save your butt. And don’t think chocolates and flowers will make it any better. I can’t eat chocolates and I am not a flowergirl (i.e. not the flowers kind of girl). The only way you can save your perky butt (which you better have) is if we do not have to go through limbo to become a couple. Or else, nothing works.

Did I mention that I accidentally poured my shower foam all over the floor? I was super retarded. I was carrying the bottle out from the bathroom when I heard *plop* and saw the bottle cap on the floor. It took me a full minute before I realized that the shower foam (liquid?) is pouring out from the bottle and onto the floor. *hits forehead* After I realized that, I stood there and stared at it for another minute before rushing out to call for help-.-

Off to drink my bedtime milk in ONE GLUP.

nights all(:

@ 3:23 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

i am blogging at livejournal as well. msotly about school stuff that irks me. less of a mee-pok blog. so, for those of you who are NOT in NTU, feel free to add me in livejournal. username: shans1987.

don't bother trying to sneak a peek without adding me as a friend because most of the entires are locked.

i am off to bed now.

oyasumi~

@ 2:56 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

i am going to start on my AB214 homework. the one about writing a negative message.

but after spending half the afternoon reading E:A Novel by Matt Beaumont, i dont think i am ready to e empathetic-.-

a load of crap that book is. but it's somewhat humorous. yesyes, i've dumped Quirkology for a novel. Quirkology is NOT a bedtime book. it actually requires me to pay attention o.O can't read Wicked because i have yet to get my lazy ass together to wrap it in plastic.

oh yeah! KT, i love love you for spelling my name correctly! he actually got it correct! wahahaha.

it's Huishan not HuiShan or Hui Shan!

anyways, i really think i should start introducing myself as Claudia(:

@ 7:24 PM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

the sky (air?) is so clear tonight that i can see the lights of the tall buildings in city hall from my kitchen(:

i love the position of my house(:

@ 3:34 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.

the ndp volunteer interview.
total utter crap-ness. i arrived 5 minutes earlier BUT the interview started 15 minutes late.

i still can't market myself for nuts. totally utterly hopeless. maybe because i don't know where my strength is EXACTLY. but yes, i am those kind of people/leaders that are good/apparent when you put me to use/test. *shrugs*

out of the 3 interviewers, only one can make it. she clarifies her question. but the interviewer only joined in towards the end of my interview.

oh wells. just trying my luck(:

the childhood breakfast.
heard of the small marie biscuits? no? i'll show you:

i used to have this for breakfast! when i still eat breakfast and not sleep till lunch ;p

anyways! they taste ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC with hot milo. just throw a few of the biscuits in and wait for them to turn soggy. yums. slurps. drools.

i came home complaining that i'm hungry. so my mum bought a cup of hot milo from the coffee shop next door and opened a new packet of marie biscuits for me(:

i was eating and grinning like a little kid. my mum and grams were laughing at me-.- opps.

the sister is sick!
yesyes, my elder sister is down with fever.

and i absolutely hate it. why?

because she is disgusting when she's sick. tissues are strewn everywhere, sweaty t-shirts on the floor and she behaves like a TWO YEAR OLD. gosh. and my parents actually PAMPERS HER! *gags*

i dont see them pampering me when i am sick! anyways, i dont like to be pampered when i am sick. i like to be left alone for the most part.

but STILL!

term break is over.
term break is over in a *snap snap*. boohoo!

i have to start work proper tomorrow. did absolutely nothing but PROJECTS this whole week. my homework mountain is still there.

BF323 middies on tuesday! *buries head*

ber, what happened to our study date?! lols.

some hearts - they just get all the right breaks.

@ 2:39 AM |wished.hoped.waited.dashed.