someday, my prince will come

queen bizi. phoebe.
biography
blogs are dramaticised. mine, in particular, being especially so.

self-dilute my satirical nonsense, as you deem fit. i am generally a lot lesser than my insubstantial vernacular.

comments are generally unappreciated and ignored. unless you have been involved in a clandestine scandal with me, i will pretend to be ignorant to your cognizance of this humble presence.

i am on a perpetuated diet.
i am unbelievably stubborn.
i am ridiculously fickle-minded.

i am full of shit. i know.
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past and present
the irritating twitter bug






hot days are a killer @ 00:30
when the weather is hot, humid, sticky and heavy, there is a significant drop in a person's information processing capacity.

today has been a hot day. and my 2 hour break between lectures that was originally intended for readings has evaporated much as the condensed water droplets on the slightly overpriced cup of coco cabana have.

hot and humid days also seem to have this ability to suck out whatever little creativity i had. so yes, this entry is purely for the simple fact that bizi wants to complain about the unbearable weather and to bask in the air conditioned comforts of the lab in as7.


so i started my day stranded at kent ridge hall when the inconsiderate cab driver stormed off with a 'i dunno where u want to go. we already in nus what.' causing me to painstakingly hike my way up to the newly furnished as4 basement for my first lesson, all under the unforgiving rays of the sweltering hot noon sun.

tell me, why do i so feel as though my day is dragging through eternity?

thankfully, emotions lecture, which is starting in another 15 minutes, is more or less my most interesting module, with a highly engaging lecturer, whose over-enthusiastic pacing back and forth during tutorial this morning made me somewhat nauseous. of course this could simply be attributed to my having trekked all the way to the tutorial room from a yuckily distant krh.

and i just realise that i have an assignment for the developmental psych tutorial due on sunday afternoon. obviously it doesnt help that i have not read, or even printed the stupid articles, which are both 20 odd pages long?

and i have mahjong on saturday night (which is tomorrow) after work. tuition has been cancelled for the last 2 weeks because they wanted a break after the exams, and i have this nagging feeling that i probably wont be seeing my very cute korean kids, who commented that ray looks better with specs, again. especially since their mother has this knack of assuming i'm very free by requesting for tuition one day in advance.

so yes, its now 4 minutes to the start of the lecture and i'm still trying to buy time by convincing myself that i have yet to end of this entry nicely. (failure to end of an entry nicely was the underlying reason i took down that last one.)

but you know, the humid weather has apparently devoid me of the ability to write a convincingly smooth conclusion to this entry. so i'm just going to drag my feet to the lt.


Friday, August 31, 2007
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