p just keep running

just keep running

Friday, May 05, 2006

but it sure as hell is better than losing. lol.

despite the THREE god-forsaken tests today, it was quite a fun day lol. let's not mention the fact that I couldn't solve the damn MI qn after doing tys and I can't even read the chinese qns decently. lol. those are, well, insignificant. lol.

and allow me to rant about our math tutor. she is damn lousy. honestly, like shit. she thinks that giving students the topics tested for the test are called HINTS. for ur info, I think that's a basic requirement. she acts cute in class, all the time claiming that we're behind time and we need to catch up fast. we settle for a make up session, only for her to call it off. she rushes through the tutorial expecting us to understand when I can't even hear the fcuking words she's mumbling. chiong chiong chiong. den we don't understand we kena. try to find her for help and it takes forever to find her. she just sits in her office talking to us through the phone like she's allergic to non-air-con-ed air. refusing to give us answers. den wait what, 2 hrs to come out. I ain't fcuking free u bitch. I have other subjects to study. math ain't my life. den we make noise, she says we nv ask in class, blah blah. like wtf. how to ask when she teaching so damn fast. and she doesn't even answer qns anyway, she avoids them. she should quit. for the sake of all nyjcians. go get laid or smth. please.

But nvm. The highlight of the day occurred in the library. Wad happens when a group of guys get together in the name of studying? Yes, we side-track. A lot, may I add. with a whole lot of shit. here's a little peview. lol. Caution: the following video might be unsuitable for certain people. Watch at your own risk. =]

The 40cm Saga.

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Lol. I come in peace. No harm done. =x

During dinner at BK TP, this chinese man dressed in simple clothing started shouting in the HDB hub.
Man: you mei you ren kan dao yi ge xiao hai zi? (did anyone see a small kid?)
He looked pretty flustered and worried. Den he walked into the crowd. We tried looking for him to render some help but couldn't find him. We figured he found his child.

Say u're him. What would u do after u found out ur kid's lost? Or rather, what would u do if u lost something/someone that really mattered to u? what would be ur initial reactions? How u lost him/her/it? or why? What would u do to get him/her/it back? How much would u be willing to give? Everything? Would u even give up?

Bye.

-someone get me a new math teacher. a decent one, godammit.
@ 22:42