Merely not wanting anything below a C+ may not sound very determine, afterall, not meaning to boast or anything (since it's really nothing), I manage to maintain a B average throughout, but this semster especially because of real awful modules like Corp and FIM. Cos Papa just told me about this sort-of bursary award in this clan thing he is in, I can get if I maintain a I-never-get-C+-this-year, I'd get some money (significant enough to drive me to study) to help me out (tho justa bit but nonetheless good) in my Americano dream next semster.

So yup, I really hate Accounting, and fear for everything that I may (most likely not fail but not do too well), but for anything and everything else (+ the cold hard cash) I must drive myself. Not too high an aim, if I can get B for this 2 modules, I will so so be damned.

So, do you thinkg proponents of market efficiency leaves little need for criminal penalty to deal with corporate misrepresentation and fraud? Hiaks

Have you ever had a part time job that has so much politics involved at so many levels with so many people?

Seems like in every organisation there will be a/some bastard boss, some boot lickers that suck up to him, hypocritical boss, multi-faced people, people more favored, people having special privileges, victimised people and gossipers which makes up the rest of the organisation.

1 don't like 2 just a small bit, 1 tells 3, 3 tells 4, asks 4 not to let 2 work, miscommunications follows, 5, 6 don't get to work, but all the while there are 7,8,9,10s who are always not working, doing shit, breaking rules etc, but because they fall into the boot lickers or special privileged people, they get away scot free, causing victimised people to be affected, and they only find out when the gossipers tell them.

Thing is, I know it is in human nature to kinda hide feelings, especially unpleasant ones. But when it comes to work, I think people have to be more open. And not stab people's back and all of the sudden, one may get sacked without knowing why.

Isn't that what managers are supposed to know? Oh I forgot, no wonder they are still ICs of roadshows. Forever will be there then.

My first week of school.

As usual first weeks are practically useless where professors will tell you their expectations of the class and what kind of projects to expect, weightage of projects and exams, the importance of class participation and the books to buy.

All which can be found in the Course Outline. What's the point of going?

Yet we do, to test waters, to see if the prof looks dark and dashing and friendly, or dark and smelly and boring. Whisper whisper, compare notes and change classes again.

And of course, there is the fight to getting the cheapest 2nd hand texbooks and selling off all the old ones, cursing and swearing at people who spoil market and at profs who change textbooks, making ours obsolete. And feeling happy that the 3 year old dustmite filled text is back in action again. Ah, such sweet pleasure in life.

Just for anyone's interest, here's the modules I'm most likely taking:

ACCT201 Corporate Reporting and Analysis of Financial Statements
FNCE201 Financial Instruments, Institutions and Markets
MGMT102 Strategy
SPAN201 Elementary Spanish I
SOCI203 Introduction to Antropology and Sociology; A Practical Approach

I only just found out that my Grandfather passed on because of complications of a operation which he was not even required to do, but the doctor coax him into it, saying there's some real famous Aussie dork-tor coming and etc etc. In the end, everything failed.

And I had a beloved teacher who went for a minor op and ended up dying. By minor, I mean real minor.

I know Anita Mui did not sought treatment early. People like them, their own business. Dorks are great, but why don't people ever blame them when something goes wrong? Maybe some do, but on the whole, the image is still pure and gentle.

Sometimes, I don't know, it just seem sick. Pardon the pun.

Few words.

ZARA. Sale. Now.

To a wonderful melody.

You may feel that all's lost, nothing's left
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go
You may want to hide from the world

But

Nothing has changed
Nothing is dark, nothing is grey
If you are brave.

To be brave when your heart is faint
To behave bravely
In times of such

Hand in hand, with me.
And she, and he.
We're all here for you.

Conclusion? Orlando Bloom looks great! Only in LOTR.

He really, really looks like shit in real life. Almost Justin Timberlakish. Sometimes even Beckish.

Don't believe? See for yourself:



Alamak look at his hair

Happy Boxing Day. Xmas was a simple affair in front of the goggle box with my dar. Watched LOTR1 on VCD to sorta recap to prepare for the LOTR3, have yet to watch 2 again as well. Thereafter caught Waterboys on Channel 8. Kinda miss those days when I was a kid and had real Xmas parties with a Xmas tree and with stuff turkey and honey baked ham. Not forgetting lotsa presents. Shall make it a point to have such celebrations with my kids next time.

Was a pretty eventful week @ Msia. Too lazy to type in detail, hiccups there were, laughters there were, overall a rather pleasant trip. First time on Msia trip with dar, with more to come. 6 was a hassle to travel at times, but we managed rather alright. Will never forget the Amazing Race wannabe at the last day when we ran for our lives to catch the bus back to SG. Hiaks.

Went for a band concert today, performing in one tommorrow. So last minute, wonder if we'd play as badly as the alumni did in today's concert. They were pretty horrible, with too many upper and middle brass, so little woodwinds and not enough lower brass to support the tenish trumpet and eightish horns. Imbalance and out of tune. Sigh. But it doesn't matter, I wasn't there for the music. I was there as a true friend, supporting her to support her darling.

And I bought some retro looking TOPSHOP top and a sweetish toga from MANGO. Shopping is a girl's best friend!

Chinatown. People's Park

Been working there for the past few days. Purposely transferred over to be with Rose (poor Ping is all alone in Heeren). Thought it will be as Rose says a place where "Birds don't lay eggs", it was true, we are busy probably like 1/3 of the time or less, but it turned out to be remotely fun. For one, we had great company and great IC, so we did stupid things like writing with our left hand the names of each other, played the 1++1= game on the calculator (you know, those press very hard very fast and see who win kind), and ate like crazy. We are just a building from the famous wet market which serves delicious historical food, all the stores are like opened for at least 20 years already kind. So we have breakfast at 11, lunch at 3 and dinner at 8 and in between, lots and lots of tibits from the tibits store next door, like dried mango, dried cuttlefish, chocolate, candies, hello panda and lots more. Made friends with the store owners and also wrote the work order wrongly, when I sold the 288 phone, I thought it was 98. Luckily the nice woman came back and paid the difference, else can you imagine paying the 190 deficit? All the 3 days work will just simply go down the drain. PHEW.

In general? It was quite fun working there, though there are really much senior citizens and too many PRCs and supposedly totally unhappening, this is one place I worked and was quite happy. Hiaks.

Oh and I'm falling sick. Please please let me recover before I leave for Malaysia, truly Asia on Wednesday.

I just have to say this. Being bored (but quite happy nuahing at home), I was looking through friendster and all again, and saw a testimonial from one good friend of mine to another of mine, who was my greatest JC mates ever, who "dutifully collected watever notes there were for u and hui (whenever we skipped school which was most of the time) ...and helpfully coverning up for ur dyed hair back den."

"issit it ironic that now, u can have watever colour hair u want (who the hell will care), but u choose to have BLACK instead!! "

Hahahaha! I LOVE YOU TUT!