I've been a good girl today. No question about that.
School was rather happening, with a eye-widening, jaws-dropping of a surprise. Kylie Abi and Kanitta got me and Val something with tweety on it! And each of us has one of the designs.. Hahaha! Thanks babes! You people definitely liven up my day with that unsuspecting gift! I'll try to wear on Monday.. Note I'll 'try' because it looks abit.. tiny. But CUTE!
I declare my love for Terence Ong. *looks around* I hope his wife doesn't read this. He's just so funny a tutor that you'll never switch off during his lectures, whether intentionally or not. He may just look unexpressive but! He has this charisma in his voice which made my attention stuck onto him as if he was a glue. Ooh I wouldn't mind if he is glued to the chair in LT2.. Then for every Chem lecture I'll see him, and I'll for SURE pay 110% attention! He made everything sounds so logical. He just does it so well! And I'll make sure Bob pays attention to his lecture.. After all they are look-a-likesXD Same pattern observed in both individuals haha..
Periodicity observed, anybody?
And no, contrary to what most of you may think after you read the previous post, I did NOT go to the National Stadium McD to study today. Instead, after our lunch at Pizza (which the woman apparently conveniently forgot my order *flames* why is it always ME?!) we set off to Bugis, where I decided to join their GP lecture impromptu. I've only got one thing to say, before the lecture started - National Library shouldn't be called a LIBRARY, because there was absolutely NO place for us to study. So much for finally picking up the determination to do revision everyday, which ended up with hp, mao and me sitting on ONE sofa, each doing our stuffs ON OUR LEGS as we would on tables -.-" Then Piggy came, and unfortunately she had to put up with the floor. So much for getting 'down to earth' heh.
We make many choices in life. Today, I realized choice is important. It was a wise choice to crash their lecture.
Information aside, I was very impressed at the ability of the teacher to connect to all of us. Note, all of us. Though he spoke at a considerably fast pace, every word still found its way into my ears and my mind. That's an excellent example of a good teacher. You need not be funny. You need not tell the class to respect you as a teacher. Because how you carry yourself will determine who you are. The audience automatically gives you attention and look up on you.
A fact is not a reality. It's a fact that a plane crashed, but it's not a reality that planes crash.
Nice. I'll remember that. It applies to alot of things around me.
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I was tickled when my roomate recounted her story to me. It made me wonder what shapes a man's manners and personality. Is it family background? Is it their upbringing? Is it, by any chance, their wealth? Ponder as I reproduce the story below.
So my roomate was waiting for bus 12 together with some others, amongst them that person. Call him X for anonymity sake. Bus 12 took very long to come, and all of them realized they were too late to catch dinner in the hostel. As soon as 12 came, my roomate boarded and decided where to drop for dinner. The Hong Kong Cafe which she has been eyeing for quite some time (me too). When she asked X if he wanted to, he said he needed time to consider. What's there to consider anyway? Obviously it's either interested or not, yes or no. Then he started asking about price (I sort of predicted this question because it's X, no offence), and this and that. My roomate was -.- excuse me, can't you make a decision faster? It's just about whether you are ok with that shop!
So when they were about to reach the bus stop, my roomate just stood up,"You wana come or not?" and headed down for the exit. X followed. According to my roomate, there were seats indoor as well as outdoor. A normal person will prefer indoor because we don't need to bake in the warm weather outside. But X still asked "there's indoor and outdoor eh. So where should we sit?" Trust me, when I heard that, there were none reaction more appropriate than dropping my jaws. A guy asking a girl if she wants to bake in the weather outside? How rural can he be! My roomate at that point of time: !!!! coupled with eyebrows raised till they almost touched her hairline.
And the exciting part(s). They walked in, and my roomate, being the one walking in front, went all the way in and sat at the sofa seat, leaving the wooden chair for X. X stood there for quite some time, "Actually I wana sit inside." My roomate went,"Why?" X replied,"Oh because the seat is soft and comfortable." Oh my goodness he seriously should listen to himself. What's more sissy than this? A guy actually has the face to ask a girl to let him sit at the 'SOFT and comfy' place? Will wooden chair flatten your butt or something?!? My roomate at that point of time :"@#$^@&" (in silence, of course) and then it's time to take their orders. My roomate quickly said what she wanted. Then she looked at X. X was looking at the menu. Front to back. Back to front. Center outwards. Then inwards. My roomate sat there, trying to see how long X is going to take before he utters his first order.
After that, the highlight. X started taking his h3 notes, and started studying/revising for that matter. Then my roomate commented," Aiya it's time for dinner so just leave your notes alone la." She told me as she was saying that, she tried her very best to make it sound casual and joking. Then he looked up sharply, and straight away said," Eh I'm NOT a mugger OK, I where got. So and so is even worse than me ok... I'm considered better among the Malaysian ******* already!" Look, this is my fellow Malaysian. Do you know, when my roomate told me, I really felt like digging a hole and bury my face in it. Oh no, not bury MY face. I should dig a hole and throw X in it. Are you a man? Then be a man, do the right thing! And don't deny the obvious, please. You are telling the whole world they've got no brains, while the actual person without brains is YOU!
So my poor roomate had to endure an entire dinner with him constantly asking question about schoolwork, and constantly denies himself being a mugger, while she was supposed to be satisfying her cravings. I shall not elaborate on how calculative he was on the matter of the bill. Hoping to end all embarrassment, my roomate just slammed all the money she had in her wallet, which was more than what she actually ate, so that X would stop mumbling about how much he actually ate and how the bill wrong. There was nothing wrong with the bill, he realized later.
Lesson of the day, as my roomate said,"Never dine with them."
I look down on these people. Really. What's the point of having a well-developed brain, which gives you nothing else but excellence in academics? It doesn't mean a thing. It doesn't give people a good impression (obviously, my roomate was so terrified that she would not even want to sit beside him anymore), neither does it show your 'high' status (in fact, you appear so low down). What characterizes you is your personality. Really.
