almost there...

Quite satisfied with today's progress. Although it WOULD have been better if Bunnings did stock everything like they claimed, which they don't since they didn't have ball bearings, the contraption works. Somewhat. It still can't build up speed because there is a tremendous amount of friction on the axles which is basically fucking up the whole thing.

Now, the question is how to make the other group members who did NOTHING practical at all add some value to this. There's the report, but I can do that myself if I have to. Then, there's the materials which cost about 50 bucks which I can make them pay for. Or there's sexual favours, but they're really not all that nice looking so I'll skip that. Hmm.

fuckalicious...

...is exactly what my day hasn't been. Besides being able to finally start on that stupid mousetrap car thing and having spaghetti for tea, my day has gone wrong. Not horribly wrong, but not right enough that it could be called nice.

It is henceforth confirmed that my team mates are incompetent. All they had to do was to get the parts for the car and I'd make it. All they managed to bring was a pack of 100 party balloons. Whee. Too bad I'm not a party person.

It's a good thing there's a Bunning's near Lou's. If not, I'd bloody give them hell come Tuesday. I'm going to do the entire fucking project myself since I can guarantee that they'll ALSO fuck up the report. I'm wondering if I should just make them lose this 10% that they were so ready to lose. I mean, from what Mr Berreen said, we get extra if the other team mates don't want to participate. Sounds great by me.

Also, today I got back that math paper. Suffice to say, I've never been so screwed over a math paper. Ever. That is all.

meem, bwaha...

I AM: something I wasn't, something I will no longer be, and someONE that has come far enough to know that I'm quite sick of walking.

I WANT: to stop wanting. But that's just plain silly.

I WISH: that I'd have VISIBLE six pacs.

I HATE: idiots who would skip a 10% project for no obvious reason. Especially when I happen to be in their group.

I MISS: my lectures often enough.

I HEAR: lots of background noise.

I WONDER: if SOME people are telling the truth about how big they are.

I REGRET: that I have yet to make an edible steak.

I AM NOT: hungry right now.

I DANCE: random things that don't make sense. Wish I could do the Hungarian Dance though.

I SING: in a voice that only the clinically deaf could appreciate.

I CRY: out to the winds that won't stop blowing my laundry off the line.

I AM NOT ALWAYS: fat. Sometimes, I'm depreciably skinny too.

I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: a pleasure well worth the time and mess. Mmm, chocolate cake.

I WRITE: many things, which, surprisingly, people understand.

I CONFUSE: everyone.

I NEED: more some sex.

I SHOULD: start working on that hot bod if I want to reach my goal.

I START: things only to forget what it is that I was doing 5 minutes later.

I FINISH: all the snacks I buy. Mmm, lamingtons.

I TAG: all the anonymous people who read this, who must then leave a marker that they have done it.

other people...

Nothing much to write about. Besides some random incident on Saturday which slightly infuriated me (I had no idea that I was THAT inept), life's the usual spatial vacuum it is. It sucks badly enough that I'm getting rosy cheeked.

I have about 3 assignments I have yet to start and all are due next week. A good thing is that they're about the last assignments I'll have to do, and God knows I never do homework. Usually, paying attention in class is enough for me to ace a course, but it's quite difficult when the futility of learning such material is quite apparent. Like, who then hell wants to know what a hyperbolic differential is for?

I have to build a mousetrap car by Monday. It would be pretty easy, if I had a car that I could use. And hardware stores in more places. People aren't very useful when you do need their help, it seems. Like, take for instance, they'll usually leave you pretty much ignored, unless you feature highly on their need list. I don't think I do that (don't bother correcting me if I'm wrong, because chances are I'll ignore you), so it's quite bewildering. Then again, it's hard being the superior specimen all the time.

Again, my team mates aren't very helpful. It's quite frustrating when you're the only male in a group of females. Especially in engineering. And incapable of doing anything useful with their hands. And infuriatingly pissing when they show every semblance of being a helpful team mate without actually being any help at all. They're offering plenty of useless help, which I think I would have done better without. And it's not like they're hot, at that.

I'm hoping the remaining 6 months or so here will not disillusion me so much that I start stuffing bananas into the exhaust pipes of every other stationary vehicle. Although, that would be amusing, to a note.

I need chocolate.

hooh...

This is happening so often, it isn't even funny anymore.



Why do I celebrate the mediocre? Hooh.

uhoh...

I can see why Suan and the others are worrying. I think I AM crumbling.

I locked myself out of the house again today. Help.

On another note, Asians abroad (not a broad, abroad) and those not so abroad (for the LAST TIME, it's abroad, as in, not home, overseas, not a broad), come join the random forum of randomness here. Bwaha.

head expansion...

Wahah. And who thought that a random minute of boredom could produce such?

Edit: Hmm, I do realise that the Star doesn't keep their archives for very long, and I want to keep this as a record, and for the convenience of the lazy people out there, I have reproduced the link below. At least, the part that matters. Bwahahaha.