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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Pre-Examinal stress?

I was thinking about how people seem to be going to Church a whole lot more as they get older.
Then, it dawned on me... they're cramming for their final exams.

I feel that:

The more studying you did for the exam, the less sure you are as to which answer they want.

80% of the final exam will be based on the one lecture you missed and the one book you didn’t read.

If you are given an open-book exam, you will forget your book.

If you are given a take-home exam, you will forget where you live.

To those of you who received honors, awards and distinctions, I say well done. And to the C students, I say you too may one day be president of the United States.

Mel's Causal Theory of Reference

My theory is used to describe reference in regard to all sorts of reference-bearing terms, in this case, examinal terms (Yong, 2008).

1. You will never find the time for anything. If you want the time, you must make it.

E.g. You are always free to play a "feng" of 'Mahjong' or a few rounds of the new trend in 'Brisbane town' - Command & Conquer Generals Zero-hour. However, when it gets to sitting your ass down to study, you somehow can't seem to even start it. Are you gonna wait for God to bestow upon you wisdom & rely on your self-proclaimed "xiao chong ming" (born-with intelligence) to help you then? If so... carry on, by all means I wish you good luck.

2. If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.

E.g. You decide to wait for your friend's phonecall to go to uni to study together, your friend is caught up with something else, you wait again. You arrive at uni, everyone is having a break time and are having ongoing human interaction. you join in. When you decide it's time to start, they decide to go out for a snack, for dinner or for a cigarette joint, you follow. When will you ever begin?

3. One of the best uses of your time is to increase your competence in your key result areas.

E.g. If you think it's impossible to do one section of your exam, focus on the ones you do best. This is more like a generative cognitive denotation than a conotation or myth.

4. All successful people men and women are big dreamers. They imagine what their future could be, ideal in every respect, and then they work every day toward their distant vision, that goal or purpose.

E.g. When your friends or colleagues ask you, "what do you wanna be when you graduate?" You pause & you think. Do you have a real honest answer to that question? Which roots down to whether you have a Goal in the first place.

5. It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.

E.g. Why bother about what people say about, how bad or well you have done now. In the end, you'll have the same certificate as them. Why bother about what people say about you being a "nobody" in future when an empty vessel makes the most noise & actions speaks louder than words.

The right man is the one who seizes the moment. Just like whenever an individual or a business decides that success has been attained, progress stops. Where much is expected from an individual, he may rise to the level of events and make the dream come true. Quality is never an accident because it is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction and skillful execution - it represents the wise choice of many alternatives.

Never underestimate the power of passion.

Know yourself and you will win all battles.

Thinking of him since 12:46 AM

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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Blog revival after 5 months

Firstly, I hope my bestie girlfriend has had the best & most childish McDonald's birthday party ever, as requested. This would be my last time organising your birthday for you, I guess. :D

I'm sorry Ronald McDonald wasn't free to pop by cuz I had to pre-book him 2 weeks in advance!

...Happy birthday anyways! Hope you enjoyed it all the same darling.

Lots of kisses & huggs for her at midnight, okayy.. I was half an hour late to surprising her with chocolate fudge brownies with lit sparkles I rushed to get from Night Owl. She was tearfully touched. Hee~ mission accomplished.

The Birthday girl, who wanted a childish theme, where everyone must come dressed as a cartoon character and/or an action hero. I'm not sure what she came as though, neither does she. Ironic.

The girls.

The boys. Spot the pirate & the scarecrow!

...and Ronald McDonald, who couldn't turn up cuz he was busy.

Well, it sure was hell of a fun night.

Now, as you all know, Brisbane is kinda like a dead town after 5pm. Therefore, we can only eat at either this place in Chinatown called Cybercity, Pancake house OR sip your favourite italian coffee at La Dolce Vita at Milton - which means "The sweet life" in Italian.

Cybercity totally sucks.

Pancake house provided much better food in terms of quality and all but now it has went all the way downnnnnnn... and not forgetting... their service sucks to the core. You know WHY? Cuz I left my new Sony T2 Camera on the table & none of them, yes NONE of them found it. Amazing huh? At 12am in the morning, with only a few customers sitting around, the staff could not find a WHITE camera that was misplaced on the table.

Me: Hello, May I enquire if any of your staff has found a white Sony camera that I've misplaced a few days ago?

Manager: Hold on, lemme check for you.

(whisperings... pause... scruffling sounds)

Manager: Erm, unfortunately, none of my staff has seen your camera around here. It hasn't been found in the "lost and found" box either.

(...paused, waiting for him to at least have the courtesy to further investigate of some sort.. but no. I had to initiate it myself of course. cuz their service totally sucks.)

Me: Oh, I see. Could you at least take down my number and name and paste it on your billboard or something so if anyone of your staff or customers has seen it, could return it to me?

Manager: Oh sure, why not. (and I BET he just chucked that piece of paper aside without taking a second look at it and just thought to himself, "freaking asians... losing their bloody new camera, who wouldn't take it? I WOULD.)

THE END. (I was so totally pissed pissed PISSED.)

However! My dearest honey bought me the exact same one again! :D Awesome! Thanks dear!

FUCK YOU PANCAKE HOUSE. I swore never to go back there EVER AGAIN.

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and weeks after the new cam arrived... these are some pictures I took with it.

GUESS WHERE.

Okay these are totally irrelevant, just some gay-action gg on here...

and yes... we seem to be enjoying the fooood...

(ok, we look bad here cos' we hadn't had enuff slp)

Get the clearer picture?
It just keeps getting worse...
worser...
and what the hell is this??? a chunk of assorted shit with oranges as decorations?
Hey, we're in PANCAKE HOUSE, AGAIN.
IF it was not for my homie's grumbling stomach, I would have kicked their darn asses!

I seriously would rather, hang out & chill with a few cocktails or beers in the city...
with a few good pals...
with my one of my favourite mocktails of the night - sunshine treat.
...or even have a plate of good steak (preferably with gravy on it minus the salad!)