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I complained to JY that I was sleepy and asked him if he thought turning all the lights on would help. He replied: "No, but drink lots of water. Until you need to pee like every 15 minutes." So I asked him why, expecting a very medical answer like: "Well, because actually when people feel tired, a lot of times it's because they're dehydrated. And because of what the weather is like now, and

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Danish is a very interesting language. Sometimes I find it sounds really horrible, especially coming from an English-speaking background. For example, I've learnt a whole bunch of words that mean "nice", but none of them actually sound nice. They all sound like insults - flot and flinke and rart. Like something you would yell while giving someone the middle finger. You would call a hot guy lækker

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In Danish, 50 is halvtreds, 70 is halvfjerds, and 90 is halvfems. I keep mixing up which one is which, especially the last two. What they sound like, though, is heltres, helfias, and helfems. I think this makes them sound a lot like Pokemon. (Halv does mean half, in case you were wondering. However, treds, fjerds, and fems do not mean 100, 140, and 180 respectively. Yeah, I don't get it either.)

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Today in Danish class we were having oral practice, so I asked my friend about the last movie she saw. So she said: "This is kind of embarrassing but...Breaking Dawn." And immediately I thought, Oh no is she one of THOSE people too? So I asked, very carefully: "So...do you like the Twilight series?" And she said: "No, but I've watched all the movies because they're so bad that they're funny.

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Russia is like Ukraine's crazy ex, who still sees Ukraine as part of himself and can't understand why Ukraine ever wanted to leave him in the first place. Ukraine, on the other hand, is desperately trying to win the attentions of the EU, who is basically ignoring Ukraine because he's scared of Russia. Russia also refuses to remove his things from Ukraine's house (the Black Sea fleet), but instead

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Instead of working on my three essays, I prepared a rage comic for you. Here you go. (I stedet for skriver på mine tre opgaver, lavede jeg en rage comic til jer. Værsgo.)

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My teacher said that our paper for the Nordic Mythology course can be about absolutely anything, as long as it has to do with Vikings, Norse gods, or Nordic mythology in general. So I decided to write my paper on Neil Gaiman's American Gods. I wasn't sure how she would take it though, because although I know she's a Tolkien fan, Gaiman isn't Tolkien. So I was quite worried. Then I got an email

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Today in class we were talking about the Vikings and how they used to have nine day-long parties at which there were human sacrifices every day. She continued: "Now this may sound very bloodthirsty and barbaric to you, but they believed that these sacrifices helped society to function. And we do the same thing. What I mean is this - every year in Denmark some 300 people die in traffic accidents.

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Let me tell you about Yggdrasil, the World Tree. There is a worm/snake/dragon thing called Nidhogg chewing on one of its roots. In the tree there are four stags running around on the branches eating the foliage. (Their names, by the way, are Dain, Dvalin, Duneyr, and Durathror. Yes, clearly Tolkien was really into Nordic mythology.) On top of the tree there is an eagle. On the eagle's head,

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Every time I speak to an older (and therefore supposedly wiser) Singaporean about the Danish system, I feel so disappointed and frustrated that they can't see beyond the high taxes (more than 50%). This happened again today, when the person in question said, "What if you're earning only $2000 a month, and have half of it taken away? Would you like that?"  The point is that nobody here earns only

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WHAT TO DO WHEN THERE IS WORK TO DO For some reason my brain malfunctions when I stop to consider how much work I have. I know FASS students are supposed to have it easy compared to every other university kid, but there is this thing called the bell curve even in ten-student classes so it pretty much is not true. Anyway, I get these moments when the whole "fail to plan, plan to fail" thing FAILS

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1) He's clingy As you might have been able to tell from previous posts, I don't really like clingy people. It's still marginally acceptable/understandable for girls to be clingy, but guys should not be clingy. NEVER. They are supposed to be independent and strong. If they absolutely have to be clingy, I suppose they should cling to their girlfriends or mothers or something. NOT to random girls

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The winter palace for the Danish royal family is in Copenhagen. The main summer palace, on the other hand, is further up north, in Aarhus. See? Copenhagen is a little more south than Aarhus. But why would they build the summer palace further up north? Summers here are not hot and the Danes seem to love to bask in the sun every chance they can get, so it would actually be a better idea to build

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I just stumbled upon this picture. WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF SERIOUSLY WTF! Those words still make me shudder a little. In other things, some of my friends are planning to go on a biking tour of Denmark. Proposed pitstops include Hamlet's castle (Hamlet was set in Denmark, remember?) and the royal family's summer retreat. I am so jealous that I don't have a bike right now. I really like Hamlet. Even

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Hi guys. I suddenly feel like buying a bike. A bicycle, that is. Not a motorcycle. This is because: 1) That day I saw two of my guy friends riding their bikes home. Normally they look normal. But when I saw them they looked very cool. Clearly this must have been because of the bikes they were riding. It's like guitars, you know? If I have a bike, I too will be cool. 2) Another friend of my was

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1) They have a cool recycling system. Basically you pay a tax of 1-3 kr whenever you buy anything in a glass or plastic bottle. Then if you bring it to a recycling machine you get a receipt which you can use to offset your next grocery bill. So it's like the $1 supermarket trolley system applied to bottles. I think we should implement that too! 2) A part-time supermarket cashier here can earn

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The weather in Copenhagen was so nice today! Blue skies and fluffy white clouds and lots of sun. Sorry I keep talking about the weather. But sunny days here are so rare and need to be celebrated! Not a drop of rain has fallen since I got out of bed. Maybe I accidentally transported myself to another country without noticing it. Today I went to a metro party! Yeah I'm so happening now I go to

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The problem with this country is that the rain tries to outlast the sun, which tries to make up for it by shining extra brightly and warmly whenever it can. Of course, the wind then tries to nullify the sun's warmth by being extra cold and cutting. This weekend Valerie and I went to Malmo (in Sweden). She knows a Singaporean family there and so we had beef rendang, laksa, and a bit of sashimi

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The weather in Copenhagen is ridiculously unpredictable. Sometimes I just put on a T-shirt and jeans because it looks so sunny out, and then when I'm on the way home it drops to 16 degrees and starts to rain. Other days I drag a great stupid jacket around the whole day for nothing. I do actually have a nice waterproof windbreaker, but it takes up a lot of space and obviously I'm not going to

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Bonjour tout le monde I'm back! In Montpellier I rode a horse, fell off a bike, ate a lot of cheese, and - this is very important - did not get drunk. My 酒量 is just very bad, ok?You see, we had a wine and cheese tasting session on my last Friday in Montpellier. I drank four half-glasses of four different kinds of wine and after that I was extremely @_@. @_@ is the way you feel when you've been

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So, university. This past semester was a bit mad, featuring no less than a Portuguese Chiollo, a fire-eating professor, econometrics lectures about testicle sizes, a toothless project mate, and an exam on time travel. It was so awful that I started hunting down crazy poets to read for fun. Tragically this does not make me an exceptional student because I am enrolled in a fine institution. A case

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So as most/many/a few of you know, I'll be going on exchange to Denmark in August. But the red tape. THE RED TAPE IS KILLING ME.See, first you have to pay a fee to get a residence permit. Now any normal country would allow you to pay this by credit card, right? But not Denmark! If you want to pay by credit card, you need a DANISH credit card. Either that or go through the much more troublesome

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I'm reading The Shining now, and it's shaping up nicely to be the perfect horror story. There's the doting wife, the occasionally-alcoholic dad with anger management problems, and the little kid with psychic powers. Dad goes to work as a winter caretaker in a hotel which has a reputation for gruesome deaths (to be fair, which hotel doesn't?) and other creepy happenings (like a topiary garden in

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Once upon a time there was a very small bear - a piccolo bear. He was so small that he wandered out of his own story and nobody even noticed he was gone. I hope he's ok. The End.

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I was quite depressed this afternoon because I got a B on my essay. Okay, now you're all rolling your eyes and thinking, I got a C+ this semester and I shed nary a tear! But I have reasons, man.(1) I haven't gotten a B for an essay for a very long time.(2) The Company doesn't actually tell us we must meet certain grades, but they did tell us that "no scholar has ever gotten less than

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I saw the coolest piece of graffiti yesterday.A bit of background, first: I was walking along this pretty narrow path, with a building on one side and a brick fence on the other.There was some graffiti on the building wall. It looked like this:This is what you'd see if you were walking past the building in the daytime. It was night, though, so the fence cast a shadow on the wall of the building,

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Look! This comment my lecturer wrote on my essay totally made my day, because I've never gotten a comment like that before. Mostly I get stuff like: "well-thought out essay" or "good structure and organisation". But "beautifully written"? That's like in a whole different league.Although personally I think (and I'm not trying to be self-deprecating here) it wasn't that great an essay. It was on

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Hey everyone, remember p-tests? Actually I only remember z-tests and t-tests. Anyway, I'm learning how to use excel to do p-tests in tutorial now. It's pretty cool actually but I really hope I never encounter a situation in which I have to use it in real life.Kind of zoning out now though. Oh, and if you're worrying about what horrible module this is that I'm taking and how to avoid it, don't

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Yesterday I got on 151 instead of 95 by accident without noticing it. I don't even know how, because obviously 151 has three numbers in it and 95 only has two. When 151 turned left instead of right after going down the slope from the Central Library, all I thought was, "Oh, I must be on 96 then. But it's okay because that goes to Clementi."Then when the scenery started to get a bit unfamiliar I

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Today in French tutorial we had to compare two hotels. One was called L'Olivier, but the other one had no name. Our tutor asked us to suggest a name for it. Our comparison sentences all went something like: "Les nuits dans L'hôtel 81 sont plus intéressants que L'Olivier," and "Les serveuses dans L'hôtel 81 sont plus séduisante que L'Olivier."Also, during my French lecture on Wednesdays this

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In 1993, some French guy buried a bronze statue of an owl, worth about 1 million francs, somewhere in France. He then proceeded to make a killing by printing and selling booklets of 11 clues to would-be treasure hunters.In 2009, he died. Nobody has found the owl yet (although a guy blew up a chapel thinking it was underneath).True story. The owl is called La Chouette d'Or. Dunno why it's gold

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From Wikipedia:Alouette, gentille AlouetteSkylark, nice skylarkAlouette, je te plumeraiSkylark, I shall pluck youJe te plumerai la têteI shall pluck your head(Je te plumerai la tête)(I shall pluck your head)Et la têteAnd your head(Et la tête)(And your head)AlouetteSkylark(Alouette)(Skylark)The song continues with the underlined phrase (a part of the bird) in each verse being substituted with a

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I have an assignment due at midnight tonight. I haven't started on it yet because I don't really know what we're supposed to do. This is because the instructions are rather vague. At first I thought I knew how to go about doing it but then I saw a conversation between these Year 3s on Facebook and it seems like the lecturer wants it to be done rather differently. He didn't tell the rest of us.

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I was doing some readings about the whole Temasek Holdings/Shin Corp debacle a few years back.The first paragraph of a Bangkok Post review article goes like this:Singapore's recent misstep in unwittingly allowing deposed prime minister Thaksin Shinawatra as a staging ground for media interviews on CNN and in the Asian Wall Street Journal that chastised the performance of the caretaker government

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Guess they didn't want me to think it was a crappy set of orange and blue plastic bookmarks with NUS Libraries: For Knowledge, For Inspiration, For Life on them.(I didn't make that slogan up, I actually have a plastic file from the library with that written on it. And also pretty pictures of all the six libraries.)

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I reached home at around 8 today. As you can imagine, it was rather dark. It was also raining, so I walked as quickly as I could. Near the lift lobby, it was a little brighter because they'd planted some lamps along the walkway. I looked down and saw earthworms all over the pavement, presumably flooded out of their holes. I walked a lot more gingerly after that. I only had about 20 metres to go

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What I thought as I read an emailOh great, more spam from NUS. Guess I'll just open it on the offchance that it actually is something important.Oh wait, this sounds familiar. I kind of remember taking part in it. Isn't it the thing where you could win an iPod or something? Cool.Awesome, maybe I did win an iPod! :D...Wtf.

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No prizes for guessing who this is. She seems to be going out of her way to try and make me break my New Year's resolutions.

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...Wow, I haven't blogged for so long that I forgot which email account I should use to log in. That's kinda sad.Anyway, a New Year Resolutions post! I don't usually do these so...at least it's not a sad rehash of the resolutions I made and failed to keep last year? :D1. Blog moreIt's not that I don't want to blog, it's just that life has become rather mundane. University is supposedly a place

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Ok, I'm going to play a game with myself.I have to define 5 out of 10 terms in tomorrow's exam paper, explain what they mean and why they are significant in the context of Southeast Asia.So.I'm going to see if I can spot the terms correctly beforehand. Then for every term I spot correctly I get to spend $10 on anything I like.This is an incentive for me to study hard, and therefore a win-win

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I haven't been doing my readings for a long, long time. Instead I have been doing essays. I have had two essays due this week, and I have two essays due next week. At the risk of sounding whiny, I feel that this is rather unfair. I bought six books today because I felt like all I have been doing is reading about bureaucracies and democratic transitions, and I wanted to reassure myself that this

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Well...back to my boring essay.

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I was doing one of the readings on feminism for school, when I came across this entire section which made me go O_O and scribble things like 'LOL WTF IS GOING ON' and 'WTF HAHA' on the paper. I shall now reproduce part of it here.It's really rather explicit. Don't say I didn't warn you.The argument of Miss Koedt's The Myth of Vaginal Orgasm...is indubitably correct, but her corollaries...that men

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Look, Nette, it is Clingy!

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I've got three black hairbands, two with sparkly bits on, and a windchime.See, I'll hang the windchimes from the branch of a tree. The majority of zombies will be distracted by it and go over to investigate. Meanwhile, I'll be running like crazy, using the sparkly hairbands to reflect blinding light rays into the eyes of oncoming zombies. I will also thwack zombies on the head with the last

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-59550499916074157502010-09-20T15:46:00.003+08:002010-09-20T15:51:43.828+08:00

linette: bok says:rightlinette says:WHY JUNYI AND YOU THE SAME ONEARE YOU JUNYI IN A FAT SUITlinette: score!aaron: HAHAHAHAHAaaron: LOLaaron: bok says:linette says: WHY YOU AND JUNYI THE SAME ONElinette says: ARE YOU JUNYI IN A FAT SUITbok says: -_-aaron says: you mean they make fat suits that large?aaron: SCOREX2This conversation happened almost two years ago. Those were the days, man. Those

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-21395480551681813502010-09-16T07:11:00.002+08:002010-09-16T07:14:23.316+08:00

I remember one time in French class we were learning about verbs, and then my lecturer taught us "tomber amoureux" (to fall in love).We all heard it as "tomber et mourir" though, so we thought he was talking about someone who fell down and died.Obviously our aural skills leave more to be desired.I'm off to school now.

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I have not been blogging living like a normal person because I have been DOING MATH, which sounds a lot more sinister when spoken than on the page because it makes me sound like a drug addict. Probably it is still a drug, although quite different from methamphetamines. I know this because it causes my brain to go from aaaaaaaah! to ... ahhhhhhh and back to aaaaaaaah? again, instead of conferring

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-31339480562679285322010-08-25T23:16:00.003+08:002010-08-25T23:53:25.556+08:00

Perhaps the weather thought it would be able to subdue me with its cunning tricks and devious use of reverse psychology, but it was wrong! Today I wore something warm (a long-sleeved top) and something cool (shorts), and managed to confuse the weather! It couldn't decide whether or not (aha, a pun!) to try and roast me or freeze me so it ended up being a pleasantly balmy day with just a touch of

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Today I am going to show you two great things.Firstly, Simon has released another film about his cat! I never really used to like cats, but his videos made me want to acquire one. Along with LOLCATS of course. I LOVE LOLCATS! Although sadly the standard of LOLCATS in general has gone down in recent years. Still, who can forget the classics like Longcat (who is long), Monorail Cat, Basement Cat

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Does anyone else wear the wrong outfit to school every single day?I don't mean wrong like unfashionable, because I am a Year 2 now! Secure in my identity! And if I look like a hobo every day it's because I want to! I mean wrong like completely unsuited to the weather.You see, I have two basic clothing combos: (1) jeans + tank top + cardigan and (2) t-shirt and shorts. Naturally, (1) is for days

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Today I learnt - to my utmost disgust and indignation - that I will have to run in this event The Company is hosting on Saturday.Yes, that's right. Run. Five kilometres. Me, the person who hasn't exercised since she left Dunman High. I wish I was exaggerating, but unfortunately I am not. Other than the occasional evening swim (very occasional) I haven't done anything at all. I have no idea how

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"Bien, Luca!""Oui, mais vien m'aider toi!""On lui met un carton jaune?""Non! Rouge!"

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-46405197439764953672010-07-05T10:38:00.002+08:002010-07-05T10:42:26.351+08:00

I think this bat is extremely fascinating. Look at him, he has no eyes and possibly no teeth and he's all fuzzy but he's also hissing in rage!Also I thought it would be a good idea to buy a fortune-telling octopus (like Paul!) and use him to predict things. Then when he stops being accurate, you can eat him! Don't understand why everyone thought it was mean :(

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There was an Old Man in a boat,Who said, "I'm afloat! I'm afloat!"When they said, "No! you ain't!" he was ready to faint,That unhappy Old Man in a boat.Edward Lear

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-35150670751063809612010-06-09T21:37:00.002+08:002010-06-09T21:42:34.754+08:00

While on the phone with a very enthusiastic person about a themed event he is hosting next Saturday:"Are you coming? You must come okay!""Mmm yeah! I think I'll be there.""Wear a kebaya!""Uh. ...Okay?"And then later:"Yeah it really sounds interesting.""Really?!""Yup.""Really really really?! :D"I could seriously hear the :D!At least it's a welcome change from people backing away from you with a

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Hello.As you may or may not know, I have been busy with two weddings and am now working at The Company. I haven't decided if I like working there yet (not like it makes any difference because I can't get out anymore, ahahahahaha ;______;) but I think I have a kind of love-hate relationship with the place. It's pretty awesome the way every day is different and you don't know where you are going to

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ZANGOOSE IS SO POWERFUL. I was fighting him in the Petalburg Gym and at first I was all, Another lame Pokémon to fall beneath the stomping feet of my Marshstomp! GONNA BLAZE THROUGH THIS GYM YEAHHHHH (Yeah I have a Marshstomp. So I herd you liek mudkipz?)He used Swords' Dance, and I was like, Pft, I will crush you while you are using these passive skills.And then he used Slash, AND THEN MY MUDKIP

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-55992320255481298182010-04-21T22:53:00.005+08:002010-04-21T23:04:46.436+08:00

I was watching 红白囍事 on MobTV right (lame Mediacorp dramas ftw! Even if they are very obviously promoting the joys of getting married), and then Tay Ping Hui said about Ou Xuan's character that: "我大概看得出她挺难应付的".Guess what the English translation was?"But I can see that she can be a prick."A PRICK HAHAHA. It's worth watching Channel 8 dramas for gold like this, I tell you. I wanted to upload a

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I like how they try to blame you for what is obviously their mistake. See, instead of being like, "Sorry, the page you requested was not found", they're all, "Your actions have caused an error." My actions, NUS? Is it my fault that your webmasters could not be bothered to keep links updated? Perhaps my already exorbitant school fees are not sufficient to pay their salaries? I'm so sorry.

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it is very hottoday. why is the weatherso hot? omg.

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-42098591451506878292010-04-13T15:47:00.004+08:002010-04-13T16:28:06.001+08:00

I apologise in advance but I think this is going to be a very bitchy post.I have to collate three 1000-word essays into a single, coherent whole. I already collated the powerpoint! Why do I have to do this! Actually I am slightly (SLIGHTLY) glad that I am doing this because my inner control freak does not like not being in control of the final outcome of projects. This is why I often volunteer to

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Today in French class we learnt that some French parents call their kids "mon petit chou" as a term of endearment. Do you know what that means? It means, "My little cabbage"!MY LITTLE CABBAGE AWWWWWWWWWW.Look at mon petit chou! Chou is pronounced like shoe by the way. Actually I googled chou and got a picture of what looked like a more authentic French cabbage but it was really ugly and mouldy

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For my last French written expression exercise I have to write a dialogue about me buying stuff in a shop. At first I wanted to make it extremely weird and entertaining (I can have a fight with another customer over a shirt! And maybe we can glare at each other and say things like, "I SAW IT FIRST, HANDS OFF!") but then I realised most of the vocab would probably be beyond me. Plus it's not

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Hi I am in the last Japan and Singapore lecture now. I have a cup of peach+lime beside me and it is quite nice because the bits of peach are quite big and chewy. Although it is quite cold. And I see Yuezhi in front of me. She looks like she is taking notes diligently. Vivien is here also and I bet she is not-so-secretly spying on me. Although I also think she is is listening to how to write an

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Weather conditions that do not appreciate how hard I have been workingI finished school at 12 today, but I stayed back in the library for 4 hours gathering information for my essays/projects and photocopying said information. I even got a papercut. (I hate papercuts! The way you feel a sudden sharp pain as the edge of the paper slices into your skin and then you are like OH NO and you squeeze

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The ultimate battle between Team Cake and Team Pie has begun here! For the record, here is the only acceptable outcome of this tournament, according to me. Although the process was somewhat flawed (because I have never tasted many of the cakes and some of the pies before so I just googled them and imagined how they would taste), the outcome is sound because I knew that apple pie was going to

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-60396950110423866772010-03-11T16:14:00.002+08:002010-03-11T16:17:48.187+08:00

I would like to take this time to remind you that apart from drug trafficking or murder, something that could get you hanged in Singapore is waging war against the government.No, really.Have a nice day :)

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-18571196110241585752010-03-08T13:03:00.003+08:002010-03-08T13:19:30.045+08:00

From a practice paper:Britney has a utility function defined over sun block (B) and shampoo (S). Recently, Britney shaved her head. Discuss, using an appropriate diagram, how this act might have changed her marginal rate of substitution for sun block with shampoo. (Extra credit: If Britney enjoys both lovely hair and press coverage, can utility theory explain her bizzare action?)Economists aren't

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-26873015846959078132010-03-02T16:20:00.004+08:002010-03-02T16:22:30.831+08:00

I'm currently in the library with my laptop (who only makes whoofing sounds when charging, I don't know why) and I was procrastinating was very bored so I started to take zi lian zhaos but then people kept walking past and I was quite embarrassed even though I don't think they were looking and so I stopped.

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-88215910331675829032010-02-28T02:24:00.002+08:002010-02-28T02:28:19.488+08:00

So I was watching this video of the Korean girl who's supposedly the world's best skater, and then I saw:

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-71729842068987052262010-02-25T21:29:00.003+08:002010-02-25T21:52:05.861+08:00

Yesterday after school I went to Just Buns at Somerset 313 because I wanted to eat cinnamon rolls.This lovely roll here is from Just Buns' website. I KNOW RIGHT. LOOK AT THAT, OOZING WITH SOFT WARM CINNAMONY GOODNESS.I bought a bun. It was very tasty. It was soft and fluffy and sticky with cinnamon and brown sugar.BUT IT WAS NOT WARM.It's like serving cold apple crumble. Or a cold brownie. It's

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So I was reading this book in the library today during my free period. And this woman compared childbirth to having to force "a form the size of a standing rib roast through an orifice that had previously accommodated nothing larger than a bratwurst".Now I have no idea what a standing rib roast is but the use of the words "standing" and "rib" probably mean that it is quite large. Aha! My friend

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I just had my first French test and I had to construct a dialogue between myself and the good Agnes Landu, a dear lady who is interested in my family, friends, and other activities. I took quite a lot of time over this section because I was trying to think of things for both of us to say that would make the conversation seem natural. I was stuck for a long while after "Hello! What is your name?"

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-87816235892903786492010-02-05T09:29:00.001+08:002010-02-05T09:34:50.997+08:00

I woke up at 6 something today and realised I had a 38.6 degree fever. Which is something that has not happened to me in years! Seriously I never get proper fevers usually, it's always like 37.3 which can barely be classified as a fever, right. Well. I have learnt that 38.6 degree fevers are not fun at all because I was hot and cold (like Katy Perry, except less capable of singing or whatever) at

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-30731019698658929802010-02-01T22:14:00.005+08:002010-02-01T22:28:49.664+08:00

Spirit (MER-A), Mars Exploration Rover, landed successfully on January 4, 2004. Rover was still operating as of January 2010, 6 years after the original mission limit, but its wheels were trapped in sand. As of January 26, 2010, NASA has admitted defeat in its efforts to free the rover and stated that it would now function as a stationary science platform.NOOOOOOO. Maybe this is meant to be funny

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-72529458379464994582010-01-30T00:50:00.003+08:002010-01-30T01:00:14.960+08:00

I find it rather amusing that the French word for single is célibataire.P.S. Apparently "celibate" is also célibataire ._.

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-62352124150430212202010-01-25T00:07:00.002+08:002010-01-25T00:19:24.337+08:00

I'm trying to clean up my table now. I've evidently been bitten by the midnight springcleaning bug. What? It's not as uncommon as you think. The problem is that my table is an absolute warzone right now, so I'm like, Okay, shall put these books back in the bookshelf. And maybe last sem's textbooks can go in the cupboard? Right...but what about these files?! I don't want to put them in the drawer

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-24249817024386001272010-01-21T14:26:00.000+08:002010-01-21T14:27:27.108+08:00

Turn on your speakers now, pleaseThis video here is extremely awesome. Water sex ftw! Although I irrationally felt a bit sad for the little fish left in the colander to die.

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-54001959985580774652010-01-20T18:46:00.003+08:002010-01-20T19:04:54.731+08:00

BUT THIS IS SO COOL.It's a fossilized mosasaur tooth! More badass than wearing a shark's tooth! Or uh, your own tooth?

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-23933560521811733852010-01-13T22:58:00.005+08:002010-01-13T23:30:11.447+08:00

Humour (the module) is unfortunately not very humourous at all. (I felt like saying "not all it's cracked up to be" even though I hadn't heard anything about it because like, "cracked up"? And humour? A PUN! :D) I think it's (partially) because NUS is such a serious university. Academically speaking, that is. Also because deconstructing the best things in life are never fun. I'd rather laugh

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-23697719248368837302010-01-08T22:21:00.001+08:002010-01-08T22:22:59.405+08:00

LOOK GUYS I GOT MY HUMOUROUS MODULE ON HUMOUR! Although my timetable is a bit screwed up now but that's okay!

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-37114698753880498242010-01-07T19:52:00.003+08:002010-01-07T20:23:49.177+08:00

Has anyone else ever watched the cartoon Toad Patrol before? Before the age of inane cartoons like Spongebob Squarepants (although I am totally a Spongebob fan I concede that it's mind-numbingly retarded most of the time) and the Powerpuff Girls there were cool indie old-school cartoons like Toad Patrol. Okay the Powerpuff Girls is not that inane but it's so mainstream.This is completely

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BeforeAfterThere aren't any photos of the entire apple crumble after it was removed from the oven because I was too excited and forgot. But a chunk of apple crumble with a dollop of vanilla ice cream is infinitely better. This is actually the second time I am making this. The first time (which was yesterday) I followed the recipe to a tee and my teeth started to ache when I bit into it because it

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I kind of die a little bit inside when I look at one of these and realise that my planned timetable won't allow for it. WHY MUST ALL THE COOL MODULES BE ON TUESDAYS?Also other things to take into consideration include:(1) Is a cool module worth waking up at 6am for?(2) Is a cool module worth going to school on Fridays for?I used to think (2) was like some inviolable principle that could never be,

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-58917859718861201202009-12-25T22:33:00.004+08:002009-12-25T22:58:14.288+08:00

I've been reading P&P&Z (Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, that is) and it's rather amusing. Although quite weird (which is to be expected of course). The Bennet sisters are supposedly Shaolin-trained warriors who are fighting against the zombie invasion. Zombies are funny.Although I think the sisters are a bit crazy actually. Remember the part where Mr Collins first came to dinner and made the

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But he's still cute!Today my eight and ten-year old cousins came over to play. My kid brother was trashing the eight-year old at Lego chess while the rest of us lounged about decapitating the knights and pawns. At some point this happy game of chess segued into Monkey. (Aside: I have no idea why I am surrounded by people who play Monkey at the oddest times - PROM, for instance.) Since my older

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-81080327428463161762009-12-08T00:39:00.002+08:002009-12-08T00:46:26.800+08:00

Ladies and gentlemen (Are there even any reading this?), may I have your attention please! I present to you the fantastic, the amazing, the one and only......VOICE of the MRT. Would you give a big hand (typing this phrase seems very weird) to Juanita Melson!I don't know why The Voice is giving her views on Singlish for the first half though. Also I think they play the recording of The Voice way

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Yay Google Streetview is finally out in Singapore! I just spent half an hour checking out random places of interest like my house and my (old) school. Unfortunately they didn't map Sentosa. I guess the Sentosa Cove residents paid them off :DNow I shall go and play Maple on a private server and be happy.

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THIS IS SO DISAPPOINTING. I've been reading the Dune novels (the ones by Frank Herbert) for a while, and then I realised he DIED before he could round up the series properly. HE DIED. DIED. So the series was continued by his (talentless) son AND IT IS TERRIBLE. Ok I didn't actually read the sequel yet, but I'm halfway through reading a sequel to the first book/prequel to the second book AND IT IS

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This is Binky. He is a velociraptor and he has been keeping me company while I study for my exams. He is very fashionable, which is why he is wearing a Santa hat. Say hi to Binky.

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-76234529888741966062009-11-18T05:45:00.002+08:002009-11-18T05:47:10.020+08:00

Socrates: Even someone who was blindfolded, Meno, could tell from your way of discussing things that you are handsome and still have lovers.Meno: How is that?Socrates: Because you always order people around in arguments, as spoiled lover boys do... And you are not completely oblivious, I imagine, to my weakness for handsome men.WHAT IS THIS WHY IS EVERYONE GAY.

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-45542976747616385282009-11-11T20:42:00.006+08:002009-11-11T20:55:11.863+08:00

Don't you think the photo in the last row, second from left looks like Kimmy?

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-37688422425312384992009-11-04T16:14:00.002+08:002009-11-04T16:17:43.197+08:00

"You know how you can sometimes smell a familiar but misplaced aroma? Like maybe the smell of bacon while you're out driving in the country? Every time that happens to me, I think that I'm really in a coma lying in a hospital bed and the aromas that I smell are really the result of the doctors waving the source of that particular smell under my nose in order to get some type of reaction to prove

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-6076107995646449442009-11-03T15:04:00.002+08:002009-11-03T15:07:59.240+08:00

This reminded me of the crazy post-CT Billy Bombers dinner.

ying xiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-83750665078033432962009-10-31T13:55:00.000+08:002009-10-31T13:58:05.953+08:00

...when I am writing essays is that I will get stuck in the middle of writing a sentence. And then I will go and do something else (like eat goldfish crackers or surf the Internet) while secretly hoping that after I finish with these frivolous activities, I will suddenly be able to complete the sentence. Of course, it never works that way.Also I think I'm writing too many essays of late, typing

linette =]http://www.blogger.com/profile/10846794656609303842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5837357.post-88131414339140612422009-10-30T00:57:00.001+08:002009-10-30T00:58:30.521+08:00

This makes me so angry! I know Stomp is for losers who have too much time on their hands and everything but seriously. Some people just aren't fit to be called Dunmanians.

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