Saturday, June 30, 2007
Many apologies for the long hiatus. In stark contrast to what my summer has been so far, the past week has been extremely intense, perhaps even more so than during the regular semester.
Perhaps it was the major cramming for my math and economics stat finals. The whole notion of teaching new material TWO DAYS before the final is ridiculous. Its like trying to cram 2 weeks of work into a night, AND struggling to remember an entire semester's worth of work, for not one, but two courses. Which of course, resulted in 4-hour sleep nights (anything less than 7 and I get cranky), coffee at ABP before my 9am class, coffee at starbucks after my 3pm class, nonstop study marathons at Huntsman and the Chestnut Hall basement, and collapsing into bed worrying about how the heck i'm ever going to finish everything.
But ah well, let's forget about all that. Finals are (finally) over, with the A grade hovering dangerously at the borderline but me not really caring anymore. After which was hardcore Overflow practice for the AMI Revolution retreat (which I shall blog about in a separate post... another 2 nights of 4 hours of sleep!) and now, today when I was scheduled to fly back in Singapore, marvelously think that I was home free... guess what?
I got stranded at the airport.
Yes, I am now typing this in a hotel room, half an hour from the airport, which I had to pay $100 for, because that airline wouldn't let me on the plane. APPARENTLY, the ticket i'm holding on to is a friggin STAFF ticket, which puts me on a permanent STANDBY list for all flights. Which means that I can only get onto the flight if people don't show up. Their employee treatment policy is amazing now, isn't it? And surprise, surprise, all flights till the 4th of July are overbooked; though they tell me I have a much better chance of getting onto the plane if i TRY again tomorrow. The parents have offered to sponsor a paying ticket on another airline, though I'm not too keen on that because 1) its a huge waste of money when I have a free one, and 2) I've been looking forward to this splendid 18 hour flight for months now.
Ordinarily, I would've been lamenting on my pervasive bad luck when traveling, but I'm taking this surprisingly well instead. I'm looking at it half as a "haha this is actually pretty funny that everything's so screwed up" perspective and half as a "God's Will" perspective. Thank goodness for new perspectives formed during the past couple of days, or right now I would have been stressed out and extremely, extremely annoyed.
So I have another 20 hours to go before I find out if I get on tomorrow's flight, I'm low on cash, my bank account's maxed out, but hey, I've got like 7 books to devour. Oh but I've got no toothpaste and my electric toothbrush doesnt work.
So yes, do pray for me, for the sake of me returning home asap, and for my dental hygiene. :)
he rocked the party at 11:06 PM |
Friday, June 22, 2007
HEROES on NBC.com
I swear, online television is a such a sinful pleasure. The urge to find out how Peter Peterelli escapes from Sylar's grasp, or what Mr Bennett's secrets are, or which mysterious new supervillian is about to emerge... is irresistible, even in the face of a midterm the next day. Thank goodness I only have 5 more episodes to go.
Before I start on Prison Break.
I am also obsessed, however mildly, with... -.
he rocked the party at 10:18 PM |
Saturday, June 16, 2007
I believe I have been converted to thrill-seeking rollercoaster-ism.
Before today, i hated rollercoasters. I hated how they dropped, that empty-void-in-your-stomach feeling; the kind that lifts you up into the air and drags the floor away from you; I hated the anticipation of that excruciating climb uphill and the time-stands-still moments right before the initial drop; and I hated how shows like Final Destination 3 made me paranoid about how the car I was in would dislodge and hurtle to the ground.
I could never figure out why everyone else in the world thought it was such a fun thing to do.
And well, I found out why on today's trip to Six Flags in New Jersey with the NSO (asian, haha) buddies. There's nothing like the excellent company of good friends to make me to throw caution to the winds and try almost every single maximum thrill ride there was in the park. And ooo mama I loved it. I loved the anticipation of the climb before the fall, (saying "ohshitohshitohshit" along the way), I loved yelling out "LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!" right before the coaster accelerates down into madness and oblivion, I loved raising my hands and yelling my head off, making faces at the camera as we passed it, feeling the rush to my head, my stomach, wind whipping my head back, negotiating corkscrews, slam slopes, side switches...
Sort of like jumping out of the plane during National Service, really. And with every passing ride, i found myself wanting to go for more and more, instead of dreading the next drop like how I used to. Indeed, I believe I have truly been converted.
Whooopeeedoo!
he rocked the party at 9:54 PM |
Friday, June 15, 2007
I know I've acquired quite the reputation when, my old roommate sees me after 5 weeks, the first thing he says to me at his surprise birthday party is,
"Are you sober?"
Siiigh.
On another note, I'm feeling that feeling again. And slapping myself.
he rocked the party at 3:25 AM |
Friday, June 08, 2007
Now really, Katherine Heigl in "Knocked Up" easily replaces Jessica Alba as my stunning "omg-she's-so-beautiful" celebrity starlet of the day.
Was probably her character's personality that did it for me. Really.
he rocked the party at 1:12 AM |
Have you ever wanted something so badly that it
pervades your every thought,
leaves you momentarily staring at its reminders,
forces you to crush it out of your mind,
takes precedence over your careful, rationally thought-out plans,
and that yearning for it grows with every moment without it,
and all the while,
not knowing if you can ever have it?
I have.
he rocked the party at 12:34 AM |
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
My Indian math TA, after the class chuckles at his inane drawings of "simply connected regions" on the chalkboard:
(in thick Indian accent)
"Hey! This is what I do for a living! Don't laugh!"
he rocked the party at 9:02 PM |
Sunday, June 03, 2007
My new song of obsession is "Because of You" by Ne-Yo.
Me likes it. Alot.
Its THE song I play when I cook, do the dishes, when I come back and unpack my things, when I bum around with friends, and when we're getting tipsy.
Just thinking that I'd love to choreograph to a smooth slow song like that, instead of the usual beat thumping stuff that I'm used to. Which, of course, resulted in a whole YouTube marathon of dances to songs by Ne-Yo and Mario, instead of studying for my stat midterm. Ah well.
Speaking of getting tipsy, the roommate and I hosted yet another pregame last night for the Drexel girls' marbar party. The roommate makes a mean irish carbomb and B-52, while I bought a cocktail shaker this weekend in New York just so I could whip up my 4-berry mojito. Mixing your own drinks is actually alot of fun. Maybe I should try to be a bartender.
Really ought to remind myself that there are different states of tipsy. Losing my roommate and waking up in my hong kong friends' couch with a massive hangover and a midterm to study for is baaaad.
Oh, who am I kidding. I'm in college.
he rocked the party at 11:11 PM |
