Bye bye 2008

It's shocking how fast the year went by. It's the last day of the year already! What have I done this year even? Doesn't matter, I have plenty of photos to remind myself what I did. Good year on the whole I must say, could be better - of course - but I'm happy and ready for 2009 *holy crap I'm graduating!*

This is suddenly the ideal time to decide on my new years resolution... Tough one.

• Again, need to lose weight, but that's short-term... I should be saying something like oh yes I will live a healthier lifestyle, exercise more regularly and watch what I eat
• Stop cracking my fingers, I've said that for the past two years and if anything it's gotten worse
• Play the guitar, again nothing new, my goodness am I excellent at procrastinating (which I shouldn't exactly take pride in)
• Study really, really hard for the final exams - it's my last big push for good good grades

Hmm... whatever else there is left to think about I'll come up with eventually. It's 1.30am - it's time to clock out.

Blah

This holiday hasn't been a complete waste, I've gotten around to watching quite a few movies I've been meaning to watch but never quite did:

• Pirates of the Carribean: At Worlds End
• Transformers
• Lady in the Water
• Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium (if that's the name)
• Epic Movie
  
• Santa Clause 3 (not that I wanted to watch it)

Hmm, around there. I'm tempted to watch 1408 but I think it'll scare the sh*t out of me so...until then. Another day gone doing nothing, quite a nice feeling when it's so rare. I really have to start doing work :(

Now what

So I took my GMAT on boxing day, don't even start telling me how sad that is, I'm well aware of the fact. Had to get there at 8.30 in the morning, which meant leaving at 7.30 and waking up at 6.30 (for a *hearty* breakfast) - and having slept after 2, my brain wasn't exactly in shape to take on 4hours of intense thinking.

The two essays, even though I've never practiced before (because I couldn't be bothered, no one's going to mark it anyways), weren't that bad. It's just a whole load of b.s., I'm quite curious how I did, need to wait 3 more weeks, blah.

The quantitative section went much slower than I expected, I hit quite a few walls - really no clue. I managed to shuffle my way through to the last question and randomly picked an answer without even reading the question - ha. I had 5 seconds to do the last one, what was I to do? Not finishing a question is worse than getting a question wrong so I had to pick something.

The verbal section was worse than when I did the practice test, don't know why. I finished almost half an hour early. I just wasn't in the mood to think anything through. Braindead with that much sleep really. Yet funnily enough the math score is exactly the same as the practice test. Overall I'm quite pleased actually. It's not as high as I'd like it to be but when converted into %, I'm impressed. Happy I am.

That said, I just realised I haven't gotten a single krismas present. That's pathetic and unacceptable. I'll just frickin go buy myself something *rar*

Countdown 2009

Ok, so what's there to do in Bangkok on new year's eve that's not standing squished next to a gazillion people waiting for midnight to strike? Well, something in style of course. A late night dinner and drinks pre-midnight tens of floors above the city's skyline sounds like a must but let me explore the choices...so far...

1. Red Sky (rooftop of Centara Grand) Set Dinner going at B9,955++/person
2. Zense (18th floor Zen) Buffet going at B6,969/person
3. Sirocco (63rd floor The Dome Bangkok) Gala Dinner going at B23,539/person...and guess what, it's fully booked!
4. 55 (55th floor of Centara Grand) Set Dinner at 12,555++/person
   

Now what? Rot in front of the tv shouting 10, 9, 8... into the tube? Watch the fireworks on the telly? Sad.

Yet again, amid a dilemma

What to do? I fear that I won't have enough time to do both my masters applications and my uni essayS. If I do well on my GMAT, emphasis on if (which the underlying assumption is that i dedicate all the 6 days left to it and nothing else, yes, even on krismas day), I'll be applying to uni's, which means I'll need to write them application essays.

At the same time, one of the three uni essays is due on the same date as the applications...and it's a 100% weight, so I can't just ignore it. Kill me. The stress is getting to my head and I don't like it.

I mean I want to go to the beach. I want to drive away from home and enjoy some good seafood in good weather. I don't love the sun but then I don't even remember when we last met, I could do with a bit more of that sunlight thing. I want to go into town, walk around, even if I'm doing nothing. I miss the having-nothing-to-do feeling. I want to go eat out. Go watch movies. Go karaoke. Do I have the time? N-O! Yet ironically enough I have the time to blog about it. Sad.

Blogging away

It's not like as if I don't have more important things to do but I guess it's because I'm supposed to be doing something else that makes me blog instead. I just feel like saying I wanna watch the second Chronicles of Narnia (yes I still haven't watched that), and Mr. Magorium's something something, which is coming on to Star Movies or something. Sigh, random blurbs per usual.

Ok I'm gonna go krismas tree photo-taking around Bangkok at some point. Is a must. Three really cool trees at Siam Discovery and Siam Centre...awesomeness. Damn it I wanna go take photos! I need to go with someone so I'm actually the photo >.< Gawd.

Krismas Time

I'm in such a krismassy mood. I feel like doing krismas shopping. Mailing cards. Cooking up a krismas meal. I need to get out of the house more and go absorb in all the festive atmosphere. It's nice to walk through a mall listening to krismas music. Hmmmm I love krismas. I want presents!

I shall put up my brand new white krismas tree, soon.

Whenever I have the time

I'm going to Tops in Sukhumvit 24 to take photos, and while I'm there I'll grab some bakery from Au Bon Pain and do some grocery shopping at Tops. Whenver I have the time.

I think pharmaceutical companies should really make them concentration pills. Ok there's the thing for them attention deficit kids to take but hmm. Oh wait, in desperate housewives if a normal person takes the pill it'll have a reverse effect and makes you super active, keeps you going non-stop! I'm suddenly so tempted to try.

I just finished taking Barclays' numerical and verbal test, hoping this time I passed the verbal (don't even know why I failed last year one, I still think it's because the system cocked up once I submited my results and claimed I haven't taken it but wouldn't let me take it again). Just need to wait to hear back from them...patiently. I've done oh-so-many tests this year though, that should have given me enough practice, hopefully.

And the stupid group presentation. Seriously. Professionalisation? What the hell. Where's the relevance? Seriously! UK accountancy? What about them? Gee!

And my GMAT is in 11 days. Kill me.

Maybe I'm looking at this all wrong

Ok I know rank is all good and stuff. The higher the rank for the uni, the better the job I'll get, and of course the higher the pay. But what difference would it make going to Wharton, Harvard or Stanford?? I need to start reading those sections "Why choose ..." - I need to like where I'm gonna be.

Mangoes

I like them. A lot. There aren't enough mangoes in the world.

Ok that random burst of randomness aside. Toilets here flushes *walks to bathroom and flushes toilet and walks back* ...*drum roll*...anti-clockwise!! What about the rest of the world, is it really just Australia that flushes the other way round.

Handling that pile of work

So I got myself to watch Twilight today. Interesting. Somewhat predictable, if not very, but a decent movie nonetheless. Now that one thing worth doing's done, I feel slightly more obliged to do my work. Yet funnily enough I'm blogging and not reading my rather-short case study and send in my part of the group work.

I've pushed my flight back to the 8th, I could have gotten the 7th but doesn't matter. I won't miss much though - just one Derivatives lecture (which I may later regret this) and a 2-hour seminar. I hope I get all the stuff done in time, I is quite worried.

I shall force myself to finish reading this professionalisation crap.

Darn it!

Why is it that I just don't seem to want to do anything. It's only when the deadline's looming in that I feel the heat and force myself to push through my limit and run on adrenaline and caffeine (as opposed to peaceful night's sleep). AT LEAST I finished 3 internship applications. Goldman's one was the day before but that I didn't have much choice, tests and essays were popping up like mushroom during the week so it's not like as if I had the time. I sent off Barclays yesterday and Deutsche Bank today - well ahead of the deadline, like weeks...but given that it's opened since September that doesn't quite cut in. In my defense (why am I talking to myself?), I was planning for a work-free holiday really...

There's Merrill Lynch left if I'm bothered, but their application is oh so long and their deadline is in 4 days so forget that. Morgan Stanley I'll attend to if I had the time. Same with Credit Suisse, and maybe even UBS. JPMorgan doesn't have private wealth and HSBC's closed - blah. I shouldn't even be doing them because my GMAT's about to piss out and die. I really need to be doing that.

I really need to get my references. I really need to fill my applications. I need to do my uni work (which is shitloads). I AM *THIS* CLOSE TO HAVING A SHUTDOWN.

I want

I wanna watch the new Bond movie. As much as I hate Daniel Craig as the new Bond, it seems like one of those movies you just have to watch. It's left all the cinemas in town, which blows, so I'll figure something out later. Next term sometime after week 3.

And I wanna watch Twilight. I don't know much more than it's about human-vampire lurve but since there's all the rave about it, has to be good right. People are already dubbing it the next Harry Potter.

Hmmm... I don't understand why crisps bags are so big. Wait, on second thoughts, I do! I used to think what the hell, such a rip off, big bag, barely any crisps. Now I see, the air = protection. Voila!

My Godiva chocolate: 15 unique pieces in a fancy gold box wrapped with gold ribbon at a mere 11.50pounds (duty free of course, yes, I'm transforming into a (temporary) cheapskate - who eats Godiva, how ironic). The thing is, I usually go by the philosophy that if I'm gonna get fat for eating it, it has to be worth eating. Thing is, so far I've had 2 of those pieces and they didn't wow me. I mean I've had better, it's about time I start experimenting with other brands.

Oh, Gordon Ramsay - boo you too! I was extremely disappointed with the food at your Taste of Christmas event. I mean for your calibre I would have thought your food would send me to seventh heaven three times and back but it didn't even do so much as tingled my tongue. If the food was sub-standard because it was mass produced for this event (though the portions were so small so I doubt it) then that's pathetic. And if it's really just the way your food taste, then oh my god did I think too highly of you. Flavours were missing from everything - what the hell. I've been wanting to go eat at your Restaurant Gordon Ramsay but now I'm second guessing. Imagine if I have to pay 90pounds for your three course meal, or 45pounds for your set lunch, I expect to be satisfied beyond imaginable. Gee!

I'm doing my internship applications and I'm wondering whether I'm wasting my time. Doomed!

Stay out of my dream!

You already take up enough time during my conscious hours, so really, I don't need you to come around in my sleep. You mind?

Boo Gucci

I'm beyond tired and could really use some sleep right now but I felt like blogging...ok, no I wanna sleep. I'll finish this off in the morning.

And so it's evening, already, how very fast. Had to extend my passport today early in the morning, tiring. I was more than keen on sleeping in but since that didn't happen today, tomorrow shall be dedicated just for waking up at noon.

Anyways, Gucci. That stupid sales person. I was going to get a belt, and was hesitant because it wasn't exactly very nice. I almost paid but then I forgot my boarding pass so I said I'll be back. Before I went back in I thought if I'm going to spend that much I might as well cough up a bit more for that Hermes belt I've been dying to get my hands on, so I walked into Hermes first before hopping back into Gucci. The sad thing was they didn't have my size, at times it blows to be the mannequin size - same problem with shoes, annoying. Anyways, so I walked back into Gucci and my friend was getting a bag (for someone else) and I told the sales staff I don't want it anymore. She pulled a face. That creature. And when my friend remembered the flight wrong she snared "be careful you might end up in the wrong place" with this super satirical tone - how very rude. Boo Gucci for recruiting you!

Things are suddenly so expensive at home. All the imported stuff has sudden sky rocketed. Insane. The what-seemed-cheap food isn't suddenly so cheap anymore, maybe it still is if I stopped converting. Hmm, the whole credit crunch crap is starting to take its course.

Oh, and I've been sick for almost two weeks now. How inconvenient. At least my throat's not so sore anymore but I'm coughing my day away...maybe I should tone down the chilled drinks - sigh.

And there's so much f*cking work to f*cking do! Man am I rambling! Just to freak myself out:
- Corporate Strategy essay = 2,000 words
- Project Management report = 2,000 words
- Financial Statement Analysis & Security Valuation essay = 1,500 words
- University applications = too many
- GMAT = OMG!! *thinks why am I making this list*
- Read 'Employee Empowerment' book [o yes, it is as boring as it sounds] and write a 1-page summary, prepare a 7-minute presentation, and eventually a 1,500 words book review
- Prepare for a 20-minute group presentation

I hope that's it, just looking at it is sickening.

Partaaay!

Ok, I admit that it's been too long since I last went out, and last night was quite fun! It wasn't even that long but we still managed to down enough booze to get tipsy(/drunk for some of us) enough to enjoy the night. I was slightly disappointed though, Top Banana is meant to be like 'the' party and it turned out to be just like any other party. The fact that it's in TES (Temporary Event Structure) is just sad, even the name is pathetic. Yes, yes they're renovating the actual student union and all but couldn't they have at least made TES looked less like a giant box?!?!

Not that it's new but ma alcohol does funny things to your body. I really didn't like fact that my head was in pain as I was trying to sleep, like the last time. Uncool. People do the wildest things when they're drunk and if I've learnt anything last night it's drink enough to have fun but stay sober enough to laugh at the drunk people :D

Partying aside, I went hiking! At night! For 16km! On boggy fields and in creepy woods! Man that was something, a good experience though, and it's for a good cause so why not. Going home in less than 3 weeks!

So many things

So I finished reading that f*cking case study pack. It's not even relevant. Useless module this is. A 2 hour seminar at 9 in the morning after a sleep-deprived night is not a good way to Wednesday, or any other day for that matter!

That aside, I really wanna go down to London again. I think I just miss the feeling of spending money on something worthwhile as opposed to Tesco. It's not even like as if I'm sleeping on my mountains of dollar bills and blowing my nose on $100 bills...but still. It's nice to get out of this quiet little place and be some place more interesting. I'll miss here, just not until I'm gone.

Before I leave this country I have to go find that place with all the tipped over red phone booths, go take photos when the guards change at Buckingham Palace, go to the graffiti tunnel to take cool pictures (if I can even find it) and around the country. Man I have a lot to do. At least this time it's more interesting.

Frickin' presentation tomorrow at 11 but at least the 10 o'clock lecture's cancled, I'm not complaining now but I will be in a few weeks time when the make-up lecture takes place. Bleah.

How long has it been?

How long has it been? 6 years? Oh I don't know. What I know is it's no longer 'and counting'. *Big sigh of relief*

Anyways, back to something much more interesting - my life. Ha. Just as I was whining about how much work I have this week, it's already Wednesday tomorrow. A 2 hour seminar at 9...and I can't be late for that one. And then Thursday there's a 20 minute group presentation. Friday there's a seminar (which I can never do the work...) and there's a 3 hour lecture, which I was originally meant to present in (along side my finally-united group) but that's now moved to next week. Can't be too bad.

For the end of term there were two tests and two essays due. Now one of the tests' moved but then I still don't know when it's moved to. Man I just wanna go to London, eat my hearts out, not get fat doing it and not lose a single penny as well. Wishful much?

Wayhay!

As if. Week 7 starts tomorrow, if I count Mondays as the first day of the week... and that means only 4 weeks left of this term. 3 weeks to prepare for 2 finance tests (which I barely get) and 4 weeks to finish a strategy essay. Ew.

And my GMAT's gone nowhere, when people ask how's it going what can I say. It just reminds me of how little work I've done. I don't even know if I should apply for jobs just in case all this MBA thing backfires in my face.

It's already noon, again, just like yesterday and next thing I know it'll be midnight and I still wouldn't have showered. I need to sleep earlier and do more productive stuff during the day damn it! How though? I like sitting around watching series and eating and sleeping and rolling...I'm just never gonna be one of those uber rich people who makes a fortune out of whatever random thing that they do.

Imagine, in 10 years I'll be 30... That's not long, and 30 is OLD. How much money will I have by the time I'm 30?? Gosh my parents will be 10 years older than they are now! Sigh. Why am I filling my head with such miserable thoughts. I need to study. I need to study. Sounds like the whole hypnotism thing isn't quite doing its job. Yes, I'm blogging, see, not working. ARGH!!!!

On a side note, last Friday was hotpot night. It's not that bad but it's not that great either. It's just suki, or steam boat, whatever people call it these days. I made coffee cake and yeah, to my surprise that turned out pretty well. That dinner ended at 10.30pm and my Friday officially disappeared by the time I helped someone with their numerical test. For the number of tests I've helped people do I should be getting a LOT of good karma. But I know, I know, I won't get any if I helped because I wanted something in return. I didn't, but good karma isn't too much to ask for is it?

A new world

Not that I at all follow politics and all that that goes with it but I couldn't be more pleased that Obama won the elections. It's nice to wake up to a gloomy morning only to find splashed across the headlines that he had won. Imagine if McCain won, at 72 his brain's probably not in its best shape and backed by Palin who's a complete joke, America will be a disaster. So yeah, I'm happy about something today and I'm not even American.

That aside, I carved my first pumpkin last night! Yes it's a little late for Halloween but who ruddy cares?! It's my first pumpkin!! and I had a candle in it too!! Two in fact, I like my pumpkin. It's a little annoying to clean out all the inside that smelled like raw tomatoes but I got over that eventually.


And I daydream myself away again with living the high life and making more and more money. The thing is now I really question whether I'll go into finance/banking, I don't think I'll enjoy my work. I'll love my pay but where will my motivation be to get up each morning after only a couple of hours' sleep.

And I have been going in circles for years and it's about time I stop caring.

Something new

I used to waste my time and energy thinking, and I got nothing out of it. What I've realised now though, is that I'm actually indifferent about it. Why spend my time thinking pointlessly when there're more imporant things that I should concentrate on.

It's not like anyone cares but me so it's about time I shift my focus to something better and more interesting. It's a welcomed change. I'll like this.

I might not make much sense but well, right now, I don't care because I like this feeling.

O holy buddha

Yes, I went to the temple today. The meeting time was 9.30 this morning and apart from baking a cheesecake yesterday to bring today, I dragged myself out of bed at 9 this morning to make sure I get there in time. The thing is, by 9.30 I was still slicing the cheesecake away in the kitchen only to realise it's 8.30 because last night the Daylight Saving ended! Just my luck.

Well, that gave me the extra time I needed but I was still late for the bus - great start. There were LOTS of food at the temple, amazing. Yummy too, the massaman curry, the green curry, the tiramisu (yes, I think it's starting to grow on me!) and everything else...another one of those calorie-overload days >.<

I'm going down to London this coming weekend, can't wait!

Shortcuts

So I've solved my first rubik's cube today!!! That's like the first time ever. I tore one away when I was really young and then gave up upon the whole idea of ever solving one after that. Today, however, after having gotten access to one given away as freebies by Merrill Lynch (who I would have thought weren't in the position to be giving away freebies), I played around. It doesn't take that long if you know what to do - go to videojug.com and your life will be much simpler. Really.

They even have this thing where you they teach you how to fold a t-shirt in two seconds. I thought it was just some random practical joke but apparently my friend said it's do-able...so yeah, tell me if you ever figure that one out. *watches video again* And I think I get it, would be useful if I was working in some clothing store but not so much at home really.

It's nice to do things the quick and easy way sometimes, I'm not complaining.

I'm tired.

It's like some bad film on replay, watching it half-heartedly. Unlike the first few times when you learn something new, you now know it all and you couldn't care less about what lies ahead - the anticipation's gone. I'm tired of the same old thoughts running back and forth like as if I have nothing better to occupy my mind with. It's so difficult to get on with everything! I'm fine though, really.

The group meeting today was no surprise, I did the talking, I did the thinking - thank god this one's not assessed. By the time the real thing comes I will hate my group even more. I don't mind chipping in more than the rest but if you'd rather be home cuddled up in your duvet, so would I.

I miss the good old days where things were so simple. High school was definitely one of them simpler times. I had the time to sit back, watch Heroes and munch on curly fries downing a glass of coke - and that's really nice. I wouldn't want to fatten myself any further but it's just one of those little things that it's nice to have time to do. I do have seminar work for tomorrow which I couldn't be bothered to even find out what it is, but that's not really something I'm bothered with at the moment.

What to do if you want something really badly but can't have it?

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It was all going so well, too well. Beyond what I could have ever asked for...and then it all faded, literally. And I woke up. It was too good to be true, and when something's too good to be true, it probably is too good to be true...how repetitive.

On the bright side, I finished a presentation. One more next week - 20 minutes long. My team don't seem like they'll be much help either...how very blessed I must be. To add to that there's another presentation in 3 weeks time and it looks like the other 9 people aren't bothered about it...not that I am...but yeah. Presenting in front of an entire lecture hall isn't really my thing. At the end of the term there're two tests and one learning diary (yes, what the hell is that) due in. As if that's not enough I have a 2k word essay due in 3 days after term ends...where will I find the time.

Tomorrow I have a day off...and what else will I be doing but meeting up with my group to prepare for the presentation next week. Boring.

Money money money money!

Things are expensive. Blah. My phone bill this month isn't miserable but it's not as cheap as it could be either. The good thing is however, for the first time since I started this contract I've finally made good use of my unlimited texts topping a whopping 1100 texts over the past month (which meant 20 pages of billing details) - and that used to be higher back home. I'm guessing it's peaked though because now I don't have to text the people I text anymore -.- *sigh*

Just not my day

I'm miserable enough to blog about it, ARGH. I had my 8-hour sleep and all the night before but then I'm half sick so my throat's sore in the morning, as it has been over the past few days. I got up as early as 8 (and by my definition that's just unhealthy) to this miserable wet and gloomy sky and went to my ruddy two-hour seminar, which of course was nothing but insanely uninteresting.

Then I dragged myself to badminton, yes, dragged because I wanted to go back to my comfy bed and squeeze in a short nap before my group meeting but nope, that would have been wishful thinking. So after less than an hour baffooning around the court our reservation ended and I had to walk back...covered in sweat in the cool breeze.

Then it was time for lunch, I made soup and that was just me wanting to cook. I tried reading my textbook for the group meeting so I know what I'm on about but of course I didn't finish reading the chapter. Soon enough it was time to dash out and of course I was late to my meeting.

After finally agreeing on everything we dispersed and I had my interview with the student union for a university event. I stood around waiting and eventually had the 15 minute conversation that I felt went rather ordinarily.

So I walked myself back home once again, and to destress made a molten chocolate lava cake. In the meanwhile I was steaming some buns and what else but steam-burnt myself, which hurts like hell. When the cake was supposedly dued I checked it but what a surprise it didn't cook...by then I had to leave to go to a society meeting...so I left it with a friend.

I walked over to the meeting, which dragged on, as it always does...for no good reason. I went their to simply cast my vote on who'll be on the executive team this year and came back with a title myself...not cool, it is already a busy year. Hours later, I was free and came back to find my cake perfectly cooked and left in the water bath. No molten center or nothing, just good old brownie tasting chocolate cake, most probably because it stayed in the water bath - yes, my friend who I trusted to look after it just doesn't have the gift.

Then after the night started to settle down I of course showered and in the process discovered a humongous popped blister under my foot, presumably the result of badminton this morning. How bizarre.

Yes and it's now half past midnight of a new day and I have class at 10 in the morning and I haven't done my seminar homework. Great.

As days turn into years

I finally get it. I know what made things the way it is. I see why, I understand how, I know a little more now. I'm not pointing fingers and I've learnt to accept - I like things the way they were, for that short while, although some days were tough, I liked it.

It's just another one of those days where my mind wanders far and takes me to places I don't want to go.

Tea, anybody??

Ok so I still can't quite make my peace with the English weather but it's not that miserable, not yet anyways. Like today it was completely unexpected. It was hot, it was sunny and it wasn't windy. It's one of them rare days that the sun shone properly and you can just walk around in a tee.

On top of that, lately I've been expanding my range of restaurants moving away from the old and boring Leicester Square and have discovered that there's a lot on offer that's actually nice and affordable-ish! Regent street itself has a couple of really nice restaurants, who knew, I just thought it was just a shopping street. I likes.

Had the chance to go for an afternoon tea the other day, it wasn't at The Ritz but it's one of them same tier places... I was uber impressed with their scones, clotted cream and home made jam - niceeeeee.

Yes, I'm alive, I'm sound...not so sane but yeah.

If at first you don't succeed (no, you don't "try and try again"), redefine success :p

And off I go

So my room's in a mess, per usual, and I'm flying tonight and I'm not packed. Typical. And the fact that I have a gazillion wires to bring even though technology's evolved this far these days, is unacceptable. There's the phone charger, the laptop charger, the external hard disk wires and the camera charger...and 2 of those have adapters to add to the weight. Just great. I propose for a universal and standardised plugs and chargers, I really do.

Anyways, I'm slowly paying more attention to giving my white ride some love. This karshine liquid really works wonders. There are countless scratches on my car, some deeper and bigger than the rest but mostly shallow ones all over the place - and this cream thing gets rid of all the small scratches! Having just spent at least an hour scrubbing the car away from one door to the next, it is now spanking new, ignoring the huge cut I made a while back. Who knew there's such thing. That said, I think it's just Brasso rebranded and repackaged. Looks like it, smells like it, can't be that different. I just checked out their website, they have like everything you could ask for, I'll go shopping again when I come back in December, by then all the bumps and bruises will disappear :D

Sigh the whole "I must read the GMAT book" thought is plaquing my head. I know I'm meant to read but it's just so uninteresting. I should pack, ew. At least I'll be in London for a while, hopefully there're enough to do there...

I love that feeling when I finally find that thing I've spent ages looking for.

A size smaller

Whatever the heck they name diets these days, if they work, the basic principle is no more sophisticated than either:

a.) you eat less calories than you burn
b.) you burn more calories than you eat

Under a.) you eat healthy crap, no junk stuff, no 'empty calories', tone down the sugar and the fat. Under b.) you exercise, get that heart beating faster to burn up that fat bulging up at the arms, the thighs, the belly, and wherever else they go.

Sounds oh-so-simple but it's so difficult. Giving up desserts would make this world a much gloomier place and getting myself to exercise takes immense will power. I've been wanting to play badminton or go swimming but I need to buy new shuttlecocks and get myself a new pair of goggles (I don't even know when I lost my old one, and it was still in good shape too *sigh*). I've been wanting to go and buy them for the past 3-4 days and never did...uncool.

It's been raining everyday too so swimming is out of the picture, not to mention the fact that the clubhouse added something to the pool which we can't swim in for another week. That leaves the badminton...and people at this place likes to go play. I could go play with them but I don't know - I never was the kind that likes to meet new people, especially when they live so close.

Tentative schedule, Sunday evening KOI and Monday lunch Fuzio...see how this goes.

Discipline, bless me with it.

It's a car thing

I don't like washing my car. It takes a lot of time the wash off the dirt and clean it thoroughly and then it takes time to wipe dry. Yes, them car wash at petrol stations is the solution but I'm home and I have nothing to do (ignoring the GMAT book sitting on the floor). I need to vacuum the entire inside and get the leather seats washed. On top of that, having just washed it there are a lot of bumps and bruises on the entire car. Scratches, deep scratches, paint chipped, black spots from liquid tarmac covers the entire lower half on the car - it will need a major touch up before looking sexy again. Sigh.

I just rode a motorbike (ok, a scooter, not mine though) the day before yesterday to catch a view on the 30th something floor of Bangkok at night. That was a nice little stunt riding on bangna-trad road and getting back without hitting into anything. That's living. When I was on the scooter I remembered once again (like back then in Samui in 2006) how difficult it is for them to navigate and I emphathised. That said, the second I got back in the car and they were in my way my god was I annoyed. *deep breath*

I really should get a move on with my GMAt prep. I really should, but no motivation whatsoever. Just the thought of it makes my stomach cringe.

How impractical

I know that those terms and conditions for softwares etc. are written in such a way so that it's impossible to sue them for anything but it's insanely long so much so no one actually reads it! You seriously think I'd read those things, especially in a row, when I'm installing loads of programs at a time? As if. I bet they could write stuff like under this agreement you consent to joining our membership program after one year at an annual fee of $69.99 or something. Blah.

Anyways, that thought came about because I got myself a new laptop. Ok, didn't get myself but got a new one anyhow. Originally my ex-laptop was meant to last another year before I get a new one but the mainboard somehow gave in and took with it the hard disk. HP's center cost estimation was 23,000baht...which is the equivalent of a basic laptop these days or half of a good one so screw it. The new one's sexier too, I like.

I just stuffed myself with soggy springrolls and half a mango and sticky rice...and sitting right next to me is a glass of iced ovaltine. I'm insanely full, should have stopped at 3 springrolls but nope I had to eat all 5. It's so annoying how you can't heat them up in the microwave and keep them crispy. Who wants to wait for the oven to heat up, too hungry.

There're freaking speakers on the new ipod touch?! That's ridiculous, they couldn't have put them on the first generation?!

Going green...literally

Because, as usual, I have so much time on my hands and I'd rather use it doing something useless, here's what green will look like...quite nice I guess...but then Hermes loses all its orange charm! And yes, so the photoshopping's quite rough but so what?? And while I was at it I tried yellow with the rubber strap...turned out quite nicely I thought.

It's an orange world

Again this post is like another one of those product-promoting posts but nevermind that, it's just me liking something and sharing it with the world. Orange always looked very nice but it's not a colour that will look very classic on a watch, especially if it's superbranded. However, being Hermes and all - it's entirely justified. It's their colour and those in the know knows it. The strap too is a beauty, finally something that actually looks like something. The metal strap's a lot nicer though, the rubber one just looks like a kiddy watch. Witness the Hermes Clipper Plongeur Chronograph in orange [and trust me, the black, the red and the blue just don't look as nice and I swear I'm not being biased].

Again photos directly off the internet and I'm not taking any credit for it.

To be fair, the orange rubber strap stills look nice, and one thing's for sure, it won't scratch so easily.

The world would look so much better in orange, don't you think?

Summer, let time fly

It's been two years since I graduated from high school. I miss that place. They were days where things were so much simpler. Where time was more abundant and friends were really unmatched companies. It was nice to go out on Fridays and didn't have to care for the world. It was nice to waste the free periods sitting around or eating noodles. It was nice being able to drive to school and have a cosy place to come home to unlike Coventry. I mean it'll never compare, London will be more worthy an opponent but nevermind that. I only have a year left and it will work out fine.

I watch a lot of movies. I spend money going to the cinema as is and I'm watching things I've watched on HBO, Cinemax or Star Movies all over again. Some way too many times. It's unhealthy. I'm wasting my day away. Sigh.

I'm so happy I didn't have to fly last night. It would have been hectic to rush out barely packed and ready. I like being in Bangkok and it's not like there's anything worth going back to. I have just over 10 days to enjoy all this, eat around...hopefully, and lose some weight...that's just being hopeful.

Good god I'm growing old fast...

One learns

So finally blogger loads. Anyways, after enduring a 3-day trip up in the north-east I have returned with loads of new discoveries...or at least my memory refreshed. So here's what I've figured out over the past weekend:

- You don't wear flip flops to hike the mountains. I have my trainers, who decided to gave in meaning I had no other choice but to use the flip flops. I bought a super glue but that didn't hold either. All in all, bring a decent pair of walking shoes that won't die before your trip ends. Flip flops don't work because they over-expose your feet and aren't designed for gripping or the constant climbing up and down.

- Bring more clothes than necessary. Don't think that ok these pants will last the weekend and I'll have a tee a day. What if it rains?! You're happily walking down (with immense effort) the hill towards to waterfall and this downpour hits out of nowhere. If you don't have spare clothes, your pants for one won't dry in time and prevention's better than cure.

- Bring them first-aid things. Bandages will come in handy shall anything happen. Them insect-bite creams will really help. Soothing balms will help if your ride is constantly a loop around the mountains. Just go prepared.

- Bring food and water. You might be able to find something there but if and when you can't, you'll have your supply of goodies that you can trust, e.g. drinks that haven't expired or brands that you actually recognised.

- Don't hike heavy. Don't bring too many things with you, a sac with bandages, bottle of water, camera and possibly a small towel will do. Oh, sunblock and caps are actually useful, it could get really hot.

That's all I could remember right now. I had more things I wanted to write about but then it's been 3 days and it's all becoming a blur. The views on top of those mountains practically above the clouds (or at least lots and lots of fog) was worth the trouble. That said, home's great. Civilisation is always appreciated.

I fly in 2ish days. Sucks.

Mars, no not the chocolate

On Wednesday - August 27, 2008 - Mars will be visible to the naked eye from Earth. Although 35.67 million miles away, it will orbit closest in two days. The highlight is at midnight (GMT +7.00) and the next time you'll get to see it this close will be in the year 2287, so look out for it!

All these little snip its of what's happening, well, is because I'm so free these days (ignore my pending GMAT).

Food, Glorious Food

So what's the difference between a cook and a chef? They say cooks are those who can cook the same dishes over and over no matter how often and it'll look exactly the same and taste exactly the same. Chefs, on the other hand, are those who can use the same ingredients used to make the same old foods to create new menus changing how it looks and how it tastes developing it to meet all the senses.

Maybe one day I really will have my own restaurant and I swear mangoes will be used. I've discovered that really thinny sliced semi-ripe mangoes and actually really tasty. Maybe I should hold my tongue for god knows someone with money may randomly come across this blog and steal all my glorious ideas.

"Oh food, wonderful food, marvellous food, g l o r i o u s food."

Olympics 08-08-08

Well, since I've managed to not blog about the now-ended Olympics 2008 during the entire event, it's about time I do. I only watched bits of the opening ceremony, which I still promised myself I'll find it on youtube or something for later, because I was karaokeing -.- Today, lucky me, I'm home to watch the closing ceremony instead of being out at dinner at some lousy hotel (it's my grandma's friend's birthday...yes, why would I ever go). Having caught just glimpses of the opening ceremony and a large part of the closing ceremony as well as seeing their bird's nest stadium and water cube, how the hell will London out-do this?! I couldn't help but clap in front of the TV >.<

That's Beijing's stadium. And here's London's.


N.B. Neither photos are mine nor do I take credit for them.

Forgot what I was gonna blog about but

So i got me a haircut, it's a little overdued, maybe not a little but well now it's cut. I think it was a big, big, while ago since I got it cut and that was in England...so at least 3ish months now. That's way too long. I'll be in England for another 3 months...should I wait to get it cut here? They do a much better job here. Anyways, the point is not about my hair shortening in length but about my face looking (not actually turning) rounder. Every single time the hair's cut the face morphs into a circle all over again. And the worst part of it is I'm heavier everytime too. Since I've been working, aka sitting around at the office until lunch and then sit around in the afternoon until the day ends, I have inevitably put on weight. I get home way too late to swim and I don't have the energy (or will) to play badminton either.

People in this office, although doesn't apply to everyone, are quite smart! They either got full on the math for GMAT or fall into the 99th percentile. Geniuses. That said, there's a thief amongst us. My green highlighter has vanished. Why mine?! I need it to highlight my GMAT book! If you wanted to use it, borrow it, but give it back damn it!!!

Less than 6 days left of this, that's not enough time to read for the GMAT.

Smart office people

Get nasty

Ok, it's nothing new to me, but it may be to you. Meet Edible. They may not be very popular (due to its insane(ly unique) range of products) but they are something. Just to name a few:

• Beverage: Lizard Wine, Scorpion Vodka
• Snack: Worm Crisps
• Dinner: Crocodile Green Curry (pictured below)
• Dessert: Chocolate Covered Giant Ants
• Skincare: Queen Ant Royal Jelly & Expired Fruits Wash

It's the most bizarre commercially available (e.g. at Selfridges in the UK) consumable products ever, to me anyways. For more, visit their site at http://www.edible.com/

Well, if that doesn't gross you out the way it should, try MeatWater. Simply put, it's 'dinner in a bottle' - what do they sell you ask? Well, here goes (in clear liquid form, literally):

• Beef Stroganof
• Cheese Burger
• Chicken Teriyaki (pictured below)
• Dirty Hot Dog
• Fish'n Chips
• Texas BBQ, and many more

See it for yourself at dinnerinabottle.com - I really, really ought to be getting paid for advertising, as long as I avoid words like 'gross' or 'nasty' and the like.

Stupid.

Ok, so, evidently I'm smarter than a lot of people. Cocky? A bit. True? You can't deny it. Am I the smartest person you'll ever meet? Well, hopefully you're smart enough to figure that out. At the end of the day, you'll meet those smarter than you, and yes, those dumber than you. Annoying it may be to try to get them to get you at times but you make peace. They could, who knows, be smarter than you at certain instances. None of us knows absolutely everything. I just need to make my peace.

I can't stand it. Why must it be this way? No, not the stupidity crap.

Uncertainty is certain

Cliche. Nevermind. I somehow reached 180kmph on my car. That's new. Who knew it went over 160? It handled itself quite well too but I was beginning to freak out knowing it's no Mercedes. I reached 200kmph with a Mercedes, and that felt safer. I should go find a car review to see what they say about the top speed for my car.

I have an awesome sense of smell. There, said it. I smell too well, in fact. I hate popcorn and the smell is just unbearable. And with a nose like mine, it's worse. I can smell things people take forever to notice and smells that sometimes they don't even pick up at all. A gift or a curse? Having watched The Perfume (and thus will never read the book)...it's probably the latter.

GMAT. The four letter abbreviation that is taking its toll on my livelihood. After finishing the diagnostic test (because I didn't even know what it was until I read it, I'll explain it to you - it's a test designed to cover all the topics and your performance will reveal your strengths and weaknesses in each area), I began reading the math review. In the 5 topics for the diagnostic thing I was categorised as 'Average' in all of them. In 3 I was borderline abover average, and that's as good as it got. Ok, I'll admit it, I find it a little bit difficult to digest the fact that 'ok K, you're average' but then again, in my defense, the math crap were all "first year high school math." And we all know how good my memory is. The English part? Well, let's just say that score is hardly justified.

9 days left at this office. They're planning on going to see the 'siam tulips' up north, should I bother?

2 more weeks

It's been what? 3 weeks? since I've worked at the office. It's been getting stuck in traffic day in day out in the morning and on the way home. It's been sitting at my desk waiting for the clock to excruciatingly slowly reach 5.30. That said, there's only 2 weeks left of this. And besides, I have all the time in the world (since they give me nothing to do) to read the GMAT book. One of the guys at the office got 710/800. He got full on his math (!!!!!!) so that's already 400. He studied here before he left to the US as well so getting 310 on his English my god I am impressed. Then again, his bachelors was in Engineering, if his math wasn't oh-my-god good then something's wrong.

I really want to go to the beach. It's the low season now and thus the cheapest time to go (can't believe I actually could appreciate the value of money...hmmm). That said, it's not very difficult to be a cheapskate when the hotel/boutique resort you want to go to is ฿32k/night per one-bedroom. Want two bedrooms, cough up ฿40k a night and it's yours. What money-thirsty gut-ripping hotel is this? Go see www.sripanwa.com - Gordon Ramsay went there with his family for two weeks. I wish I was the owner's kid or something, it couldn't hurt to have a place like that (and like this www.aleenta.com) as part of your property. I really ought to be paid for all this (lousy) advertisement but since the daily hits here is like what, 1/day? I really don't have a valid argument.

I think I'm slightly mental sometimes, really. Shrink me, anybody?

Pain

Ok, so I thought the math part of GMAT was gonna be nothing. First shock came when I found out ok no calculator. Second? Well, I died on the second question I attempted. It is complete high school maths, something I've given back to the teachers as soon as the last maths paper ended in IB. It's out of 800, I need at least 650, better yet, 700...how now?

Went to play badminton yesterday, for 3 whole hours! My last match I played with this guy who's meant to be really, really good...and I won! To be fair, he's paired with someone that's about my level and I'm paired with quite a pro too but that said, it was probably the longest game yesterday. I was already tired to death, my feet were stinging from all the rubbing with the trainers, and I could have collapsed as soon as we reached the 9th point. I kept playing and by the tenth point I really want to lie on the floor but damn it I pushed on and by the match point I can barely breathe. But all that endurance was worth it, we won. I'm happy. The worst part, I'm aching all over. My right arm hurts, my thighs hurt, my calves hurt, and my ass hurts. Who knew we used our glutes when we play badminton.

6++kgs left to go before the target is reached. It would have been so much easier if I was to gain them.

I hate.

I hate it when someone says 'never mind' to me. In the simplest context, it's just 'it doesn't matter'. Fine. But then more often than not it feels like you're being told to forget about it, for reasons like oh you'll never get/understand it or just forget it you don't need to know. It's just another one of those things I can't quite get used to. I've made my peace, kinda, ish.

I STILL HATE GECKOS. And since the topic came up, i hate everything that takes its shape (reptiles?). Why? I think it started when one ran up my leg when I was younger, or that's just me cooking up a childhood memory out of thin air. It got worse when I saw one glued to the fridge's door with a bulging ball under one of it's leg so it only clawed on with the other three. Then, one freaking fell onto my head - plain wrong. And yesterday, there was one relentless gecko on the car's window as I was driving. It's already bad enough to have it claw around the glass but then the worst part of it was when I saw that its tail was split into 2 ends! Of all things I must witness, it happens to be that. And the other damn day there was a monitor lizard [and via some wikipedia research - I believe what I saw was Varanus salvator salvator] strolling across the road as I left the house, AGAIN. It looks like a small crocodile and it's hideous and it doesn't respond whatsoever to the car horn.

I can't stand LaCoste. Of all the animals, why? Tasteful. Their ads are cool, though.

Sing Sing SING!!!

4 hours of it. And the funny thing was my voice didn't die by the end of the first hour. That was probably because I was probably busy eating the rich-in-MSG food. Anyhow, it was fun. I got 97 on one of the songs but then the one I thought went really well said 10, I'm convincing myself it's 110 (because the display is a small little separate double-digit thing). Half my weekend's gone already, what the heck? Tomorrow is gonna whoosh by and here comes Monday, and I'll actually have work to do (so I was told). It's probably better than not having anything to do but it's just the whole getting up and getting stuck in traffic 5 days a week thing that bothers me. I still don't know if I'm gonna get paid. What if I'm not, I already have a negative 2,032baht for the parking fee during the internship. SIGH.

And I have endowed myself with a brand new watch. The most amazing, which is actually also a good thing, was that there wasn't a single 6-digit (and over, not that I could afford it to begin with) watch that I liked (to be fair there's this one I saw in the newspaper that was apparently only 1 of 8 in the world - I can imagine the price - I just didn't see it at the watch fair). I am extremely happy with my orange watch (not the new one) and nothing tops it, nothing. Makes me extra happy to have browsed through all the brands from the quite-cheap's to oh-my-god expensive's and not find a single one that I liked more than my current one. Ok, yes, nothing was as nice but then I needed something that I can wear that can be worn on them days that I'm a little more active (although rare, exists). I don't want to freak and shriek every time I hit the orange watch into something or be extra cautious so as to avoid any sort of contact with hard objects - thus a new one that is a little more appropriate for those days when I will move more than usual and/or those times where I stay out in the heat for longer than I'd prefer.

Hmm that's long. I'm wasting the evening watching Academy Fantasia 5 again - disappointing.

Yet again...

I am morphing into a panda. I'm not getting enough sleep before I go to work. By Friday I might as well paint black circles around my eyes. I hate early mornings, especially when I wake up to do nothing and get stuck in hideous traffic.

Got the whitening kit today from me dentist, I still have about 6 bottles of tea left in the fridge with a few bottles of coffee-milk bottles left...I should have pushed off the whole whitening thing but I couldn't resist. I can feel the bubbles bubbling away under all that chemical. I fear for my gums.

It has no taste.

That saying

"I drive way too fast to worry about my cholesterol" used to apply to me but now that I'm munching on cheese fries while I'm driving...I'll probably die from both *knock on wood*. Work is finally beginning to get a little more interesting. I actually had something to do today. Went to this meeting, sitting in the backseat with a driver taking us there, entering this humongous board room to listen to the CFO brief through the company's direction. It's not like I'll get into such places unless I was some sorta someone on the corporate ladder, which by then I wouldn't exactly be 20. I'm rambling, I know. Anyways, I actually really like the new Mercedes C-Class. It's old news but out of the entire non-coupe range, this one works best. They've never quite done the S-Class right, BMW does the 7 series better. Oh, and soon enough my teeth will be whiter. Either they'll go yellow again if I don't drop the whole barley milk tea craze or stay white(r for longer) if I can go cold turkey on the tea (and coffee :s).

I hate Monday traffic. Tomorrow I need to wake up a little earlier, just a little bit.

Half complete

One more black card to the addition. I am happy. I could be happier, but I'm not complaining. Now half the wallet is the right shade of black.

Near perfection.

Still wasn't working...

The second day into the job and I still was doing nothing, I had things to read but as if that's interesting. On the upside, my lunch breaks have been 2 hours for the past two days, and that I'm not complaining about. Besides, it's on them too. So far it was Chinese on day one and Japanese on day two...I wonder what's next.

Anyways, after a very long day it was time to get back to living again. Went out for dinner on the patio...more like balcony really of this Italian restaurant - it was hot. We were to squished on the table - next time I'll resort back to AC. Then Big Echo we went, and their karaoke was heck better. Next time that's the place to go.

My weekends...they're obviously too short.

Really not working...

First day of work today, I did absolutely nothing work-related. I went on facebook and found myself online on msn. I had nothing to do. I know everyone was really busy, and I was really impressed with how competent they all were (or seemed to be). I'll give it a couple more days before I go mad and demand for something to do.

I almost fell asleep today, if anything I probably did.

I ain't complainin'

A new set of white 100% cotton, 250 thread count bedsheets, pillowcases and duvet cover (although I'd love me a higher thread count, possibly with that whole Egyptian cotton thing going, I am satisfied nonetheless) is finally in place. At times like these when everything falls into place, I couldn't ask for more. Why white? Apart from that fact that it oozes the whole classic vibe, it has this elegance to it - like hotels. Some suites use coloured and/or patterned sheets but I like the simplicity, besides, it lights up my room.

Ps. when I have my own house, the bed won't be any smaller than a King.

And 350km after...

I've finally ridden myself of all the putting-up-with's. I don't know why I'm so angry, I'm forgetting why I was angry to begin with. I'm tired. I don't like that attitude. I don't like that (pathetically dry) sense of humor. I can't stand the stupidity. I don't have the patience to tolerate that know-nothing mind.

Anyway, that's done. What the hell.

The Difference

We're all raised different. Some more fortunate, some less. Some learned what they should have, some weren't taught what they need to know but managed to learn it themselves anyways, some...just didn't learn anything. Do I pity them? Or they're just too much of an ass to care to learn how to behave like a decent human being..?

Oh yes, I have my limits. We all do.

I want it all

I want everything to fall into place, exactly the way I want it. Difficult? Sure. Impossible? Never. I'm on my way damn it. Warwick now ranks first for Accounting & Finance, kicking LSE's *** and moved up to become 6th overall according to Times Good University Guide 2009. Guardian who ranks A&F as part of the business degree puts Warwick second to Oxford, with LSE falling off the top 10 to the 11th place. Overall Warwick's actually 4th - they're all just numbers, but finally my years spent living in the middle of nowhere is beginning to pay off. A good uni needs a good degree class as well - that I'm working on. Then comes the awesome career, which with it comes the big pay and a 'good' life.

For some random reason I want to go read news on the radio, I can't take it no more. Them new anchors can't say things right, and their accent is really off. Mine's not flawless but I definitely don't mispronounce things the way that they do. I know not everyone's fortunate enough to go to an international school and study abroad, but can't the station afford to recruit better English-speaking people?! Gee. Frustrating.

"I drive way too fast to worry about my cholesterol." I want an orange Lamborghini, and I don't care what you've got to say about it. With all the frickin' speed cameras EVERYWHERE these days, when will I ever make good use of that investment I don't know. Germany? As if I'm gonna go all the way there to put the pedal to the metal.

GEEE!

I am just too unhappy with too many things. I tried to make peace but there's only so much I can take. And so I shall ramble.

The more developed countries have imposed smoking bans, so that in essence, people that can't stand it doesn't have to put up with it. Yes, yes, the health reasons underly it all but at the end of the day there are people couldn't stand the cigarettes. With that argument, why the hell are people allowed popcorns in cinemas?! Like smokers, I'm not forbidding them from merrily eating their popcorn, but could they not possibly do that somewhere else rather than somewhere where I can smell it?! The fact that the foul aroma fills the air around the ticket stand is already bad enough, but to have someone eating it right next to you is just unbearable. It stinks. Some people may like it, fine, I will like things that others won't like too but for sure it won't have a sickening smell that annoys them for an hour and a half in a poorly ventilated place. *argh*

Continuing with the whole cinema theme, I hated Hancock. More specifically, I hated the cameraman/men. I can sympathize with the fact that it gives you the whole in-person feel and/or makes it possible to capture really fast moving things...but what's wrong with those tracks that the camera stand rolls on? I get way too nauseous watching movies like Hancock and that annoying aviation movie that Leonado DiCaprio played in. Equally sickening.

Enough whining for these couple of days.

Entry One

The blog serves no greater purpose than to provide a space for me to voice my views and opinions. At times it will have some useful tips, which I have found useful. At times it will have pointless things, most probably just me whining endlessly. It will not be restricted to just my daily life, my thoughts, my praises, or my criticisms - it will go wherever it wants to.

To start this all off, it's my (seemingly normal) life - which finally started again when the exams finished. I'm happily sitting on my bed watching TV. Cable in Thailand these days are running out of things that I find interesting to watch. Movies are rerunning for the millionth time, right now being either The Holiday or Spider Man 3 on HBO. My usual savior is then either National Geographic Channel or Cartoon Network. Academy Fantasia is great for killing time too - if only more of them could actually sing. Anyways, I've pretty much exhausted all the series and they don't start again until September. What is there to watch now? I want Sky. London is more interesting because of that very cable - especially on a nice plasma screen TV.

Sitting home killing my brain with senseless television aside, exam results just came out. What is it with the lecturer when he frickin' pulls down everyone's marks?! Anyway. I'm quite happy with the results, I'm not pleased but certainly not disappointed. My one-night-per-subject strategy (more like the consequence of pathetic time management and extreme procrastination) actually worked better than those religious library inhibitors. I swear that next year - and this time I actually mean it, for the first time - I'm gonna be one of them nerds. I will sleep at the right time and not waste my day away doing pointless crap that's not revision. First class honors is within reach and sure as hell I'm gonna work for it.

I just wonder, what if I studied something else. I might have liked it a lot more, or hate it.