Tuesday, September 11, 2007
H@ppY @G@iN? ^^
Again, I am blogging here. Just did few exercises for tomorrow 2pm exam. Planning, Programming and Production. The lecturer is very nice to us, in terms of getting students passing exam. =_+. Thank you Mr. Phillip. But as a professional lecturer, does he ethically wrong? He gave us exam clues (tips), which is ALWAYS accurate. IF he didn’t give us tips, I guess many of us will fail in the exam. Coz it’s too wide and too calculative. Conclusion, I like you Mr.Phillip although you look like wong jing the HK director. You help us so much. You taught us the very intelligent ways to solve questions. Definitely, you are the most tricky (tricky in good side :) and clever of all the lecturers who have taught us Kekekeke… sorry for skipping your lectures sometimes. Its trend man! Yo! (probability of students who had never skipped class = 5%) < - - - - - study nerd. ^^ I will meet your armies of paper tomorrow. And I have prepared. Thanks to you. ^^ Mind to listen to my heart again? Hehe. Months passed, and the day I have been waiting for so long is reaching. The day when you complete your studies and move out. I couldn’t stand anymore staying under the same roof without talking to each other. I can’t bear the ignorance by you towards me every day. I couldn’t resist the sour feeling penetrating into me every second you pass by. I don’t want to watch you going out late and coming back even late. Without me, you just do things as you like, but sometimes you crossed the line. What can I do? I just want to advise you. But I always make things worse. I cried after knowing that you had cried in your room because of your studies. I just really want to help you! Why? Because I always got hot-tempered when I was teaching you. I was stupid not appreciating all the precious moments. Now, my days will be less miserable. Because I wont see you again. And you wont see me too as you wish. I hated myself because I treated you bad. And I hate you because you didn’t work together to mend our broken love. You just let it go freely. You don’t let our love blossom again. You don’t even allow me to enter your circle of friends. Maybe, as you said, we are not suitable for each other. Its going to over. The sorrow in my deep deep heart will disappear as time goes on. You will take back your knife, which has stabbed my heart. And I will happy again! There will be a day where an angel appears to cure the scar u left for me. ^^
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Friday, September 7, 2007
A table and white papers!
Countdown to exam : 32 hours
Progress of revision : 5%
Laziness : 98%
Brain capacity : unknown
Mood : average
What have I become? Lazy boy. Where’s my passion to study, which I had few years back? At this time, I am terribly, horribly, pathetically lazy. But it’s not my will. Laziness has conquered my medulla oblongata for so long. Before my useless cerebellum re-invades the powerful laziness, the thing I can do now is write blog. “Sigh” =_=”
This Saturday is the day where I will be “forced” to the chamber of !@#$%^&*!!. (Examination room) Heading to the wooden furniture named table. Waiting for the circular shaped invention to strike 12. Those mighty white papers already been laid on the table. With my troops of stationeries, I shall conquer you!
Progress of revision : 5%
Laziness : 98%
Brain capacity : unknown
Mood : average
What have I become? Lazy boy. Where’s my passion to study, which I had few years back? At this time, I am terribly, horribly, pathetically lazy. But it’s not my will. Laziness has conquered my medulla oblongata for so long. Before my useless cerebellum re-invades the powerful laziness, the thing I can do now is write blog. “Sigh” =_=”
This Saturday is the day where I will be “forced” to the chamber of !@#$%^&*!!. (Examination room) Heading to the wooden furniture named table. Waiting for the circular shaped invention to strike 12. Those mighty white papers already been laid on the table. With my troops of stationeries, I shall conquer you!
120 minutes of deadly battle waiting me!
Send forward all your best battalions!
I will get you to feel the taste of blood!
None of your armies shall survive through my sharp blade!
No mercy, neither mage nor shaman!
One by one will be thorn!
Thy brownish hearts will be pierced through!
Glory will be mine!
Send forward all your best battalions!
I will get you to feel the taste of blood!
None of your armies shall survive through my sharp blade!
No mercy, neither mage nor shaman!
One by one will be thorn!
Thy brownish hearts will be pierced through!
Glory will be mine!
Architect Wong! Prepare your troops! This Saturday will be my day!
Err…….I think I boasted too much…paiseh, forgive me Ar.Wong.
I am A~F~R~A~I~D~~~~~~~ please………..
Ah Wong 08 Sept - Contract Administration 1
Wong Jing 11 Sept – Planning,Programming and Production
Ms. Pretty? 13 Sept – Project Management 1
Dr. Bobby Booby 17 Sept – Site Management 1
(Sorry to all lecturers stated. Names have been changed for safety purposes)
Hope everything’s OK. "Exam-traumatised"............ ^^
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