06a13. utterly fabulous.

Friday, September 29, 2006

leeyang says (again because no one ever blogs):

hey hope this cheers up your math mugging. whoever dares to do any of these during maths promo exams shall get 1 year's supply of coke from me.

1.Make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations.

2. Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud.

3. Find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs.

4. Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.

5. Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out ``Merry Christmas.'' Ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat the process every fifteen minutes. (this is so guobin)

6. Come down with a BAD case of Toruette's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible. (HAHA even more guobin)

7. Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up. For math/science exams, try using Roman numerals.

8. Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.

9. Bring some large, cumbersome, ugly idol. Put it right next to you. Pray to it often. Consider a small sacrifice.

10. During the exam, take apart everything around you. Start with your calculator, move on to your desk, your chair, anything you can reach.

11. Bring a musical instrument with you, play various tunes. If you are asked to stop, say ``it helps me think.'' Bring a copy of the Student Handbook with you, challenging the examiner to find the section on musical instruments during finals.

12. Bring cheerleaders.

13. Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.

14. Call the instructor over, point to any question, ask for the answer. Try to work it out of him.

15. Play frisbee with a friend on the other side of the room.

leeyang says:

yay its the end of the first week of promos and technically we have 1.5 papers left (go away karweng and assorted AEP people who gloated). so now, while pw still suffers silently, the mudflows in geog have stopped flowing and the volcanoes have stopped erupting. meanwhile, the cold war has frozen into a permanent ice age after yingtse vehemently wished for it to happen. monopolies can stop earning supernormal profits in the fiscal year because technically, that year has stopped. social issues aside from where to go to celebrate after promos can be chucked aside because they can be forgotten in gp for 3 months. the degenerated malfian world can stop decaying and raju can stop competing with the duchess to see who is more morally bankrupt. now maths, the scourge and bane of our lives looms ahead and hang in there people because the series and sequences will become frozen in time too. lets wait for yingtse to wish away SEA history now with a stroke of her genius. blog people blog! and jiayou for the 1.5 papers!

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Friday, September 22, 2006

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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

gb says:
pics courtesy of ry's phone

ok, so we were very tired after swimming.

ct rep has red lips.

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let's face it. english is a crazy language. there is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger, and neither apple nor pine is pineapple. english muffins did not hail from england nor did french fries from france.

and why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? if teachers taught, why don't preachers praught? and if dad is pop, how come mom isn't mop?

the plural of box is boxes, but the plural of ox is oxen not oxes. one fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, yet the plural of moose should never be meese. you may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

if the plural of man is always men, shouldn't the plural of pan be pen? if i spoke of my foot and show you my feet, and i give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? if one is a tooth and a whole set of are teeth, shouldn't the plural of booth be beeth?

we speak of a brother and also of brethen, but though we say mother, we never say methren. if the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, why aren't the feminine, she, shis and shim?

doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you can comb through the annals of history but not a single annal?

sometimes, i think all english speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. what other reasons could there be for saying that people recite at a play and play at a recital? or ship cargo by truck and send cargo by ship? or have noses that run and feet that smell?

how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy opposite? how can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? how can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?

have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? or met a sung hero or experienced requited love? have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable? and where are all those people who are indeed spring chickens or who would actually hurt a fly?

you have to marvel at the unique lunancy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. english was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn't a race at all).

that is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. and why when i wind up my watch, i start it, but when i wind up this essay, i end it.

hmm if u guys have read it, i apologise, hongwei

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Monday, September 11, 2006

leeyang says:

how dreadful, the mere thought of promos jauntily approaching round the corner makes me want to bring on the implements of impaling myself again. maths problems need to be solved without alot of hairtearing, and chinese needs to be comprehended while econs waits to be read. pw needs to be rescued from its languishing state and moulded into a more presentable manifestation of thought and effort, and history requires a new perspective. geog needs to be looked at again, and lit texts have to be annotated and dusted of the boredom that has accumulated over the past 9 months. what a terrible state of affairs! jiayou people!

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Friday, September 01, 2006

TRACEE BRINGS TO YOU PHOTOS FROM TCHER'S DAY!

These were on my blog. But I'll post them here for those who don't visit mine. (: