Here's some of the comments i got from my classmates.
Mike (Liang Neng's best friend): Eh, i think hor, your presentation group is good. But you face like "buei song" (not happy) like that leh. But other then that, it's kewl (with american accent).
Siew Hong: Eh, your presentation not bad. But you look abit "bu shuang" (not happy). And He (the professor) talks alot and keep "shoooting" you.
Damien (Dean list dude): Eh, for once i think i understood a presentation and made me think. I think you guys did great.
Honestly, i was so mentally prepared that he's gonna shoot me (verbally). My style was rather "i-dun-really-give-a-shit" style? i think they (including te prof) picked the wrong signal?
I spent the previous night getting myself mentally prepared for the shooting rather then actually rehearsing the script i wrote. And kept thinking about what i'll do with the 10,000 euros if i win the L'Oreal Brandstrom thingy (www.brandstorm.loreal.com). And imagining me with the trophy and triumphantly come back to Singapore and have a media conference and become NTU's next Ambassador.
The i kept rehearsing like what to say to the press and the school, media and student fans (should they coming rushing up to me for autographs). I was so close getting to practicing my signature.
But i worked on my poses instead.

And so, i messed up my part in my presentation (Adv Corp Finance) but my other teammates were great.
I went to reading room (South Spine) shortly after my class in the morning and i was reading a copy of the latest ABC publication (Accountancy and Business Club) and i was moved to tears by the ABC's president's foreword in the mag.
We went for lessons later, with Sarah, Fang Eng and Rong Shan and i kept thinking that Sarah was walking around with her urine sample (teh o in plastic disposal cup). I thought it was rather amusing.
I told Rong Shan abt it too. And for some mystical reasons, we seem to be in same frequency today. All i need to do was to give her a do-you-know-what-i'm-thinking look and both of us will instantly break into a hysterical fit. Clearly, our stars were perfectly aligned for once.
Nonetheless, we learnt something new today. Our new secret lingo of "commercial break". Being with them is like having education itself. I'm not sure if Fang Eng got it. She just kept "huh?-ing" the whole day. Everyday.
I was feeling rather spiritually deprived and thus joined Sarah in NIE for mass (All Saints Say, Day of Obligation). It was quite an experience. I saw this bloke (2 seats away from Sarah, right handside) looking very tough and buff-ed, big chest-ed in tight tees, those typical scar-faced bloke with you'll would see in "prison break".
He looks honestly more like some serial rapist to me then a catholic devout. Of course, you'll never know.
Came back, bathed. Watched "Project Runway" in Hall 16 Tv Room.
There were 2 girls (one was studying spanish and the other some bio stuff) inside already when we (Waan and i) came in. Waan (without my royal permission) went to hike up the volume and effectively drove off the 2 girls out of the tv room.
Maybe it was karma.

Our favorite designer, Allison, from "Project Runway" was "out".
#$%$^&*^&*
and says who serial rapist dun go church?

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