internship woes 2..

about two weeks ago, we were asked to take two weeks to ponder about what we wanted to do for internship. then, we would have to complete a personal fact sheet and return it to the lecturer in charge.

about a year ago, we were asked to fill up a snap survey about what we wanted to do- which according to the lecturer would have impact on our internship. how much truth there is to this, i don't really know- very much like the rest of the cohort.

honestly, if anyone were to ask me what i see myself doing 5 years from now( a question from the snap survey), i would say: copywriting, period.

( my reply in the survey, if i've not mistakened, was: take part in BT challenge, get more media attention than the rest of the crew. and work in the jobs which makes me richest the quickest.)

but you see, there's always the issue about making practical choices. it's easy listening to the little voice in my head. but what if that voice is wrong? should i listen to advice lecturers, friends (and anyone else willing to dispense advice) have been giving? in which case, there are contradicting advices coming from different individuals. which should i listen to? whom should i take seriously?

confuse as i may have been, i needed to fill in the personal fact sheet. i went through all the advice, and tried my best to arch a path out of my confusion.

i don't know how wise my decision has been. but it's already submitted. and for one moment in my life, i'm happy to have had so many people who tried to influence my decision in one way or another. because apart from confusing me ( a lot), they helped make my decision making process simplier when it came down to pure numbers.

so here's to another 5 weeks of holidays, 6 weeks of school, and hopefully an internship which would change your and my perspective on life.

extra help..

This is for all the people suffering through the dread semestral exams.. :)

On the break up & Queen

If you ever find the time to go watch The Break Up, watch the opening sequence closely.

You're my Best Friend


This Queen hit plays.

Some people wreck Queen songs. Thankfully, this movie DID NOT. i actually felt happy even before the movie started. talk about a good movie experience.

and in a movie spoiler way, THANK GOD FOR NOT ENDING IN THE CLASSIC HOLLYWOOD MOVIE WAY OF MAKING THE COUPLE GET BACK TOGETHER! ha. you'll thank me for saving you the 8 dollars you desperately need for taxi now.

how to kill your passion 101

allow your mother to forcefully extort 300++ dollars from you for an exam you seriously do not feel like taking.

but bloody hell, that woman's smart. she knows you plan to go on a holiday with your bf. she knows you want to buy a racer.

so what does she do? dangle the carrots occasionally. and you bloody well know you'd better pass that wretched exam in order to get the 300++ back. so for the sake of that 300++ dollars, you have to spend a minimum of 3 hours on the piano everyday. no gallavanting, no stoning, no lying on the bed and watching tv for 24 hours or turning on the laptop and being hooked on YouTube for 36 hours. it's just.. practice practice practice.

pffft.

someone said that mothers are the smartest people on earth- next to einstein. i wonder where THAT came from..

So you think you could write a novel?

yeah i would think i could- if i sat down someday and do it.

but guess what? my secondary school buddy has got to beat me to that (not that she doesnt beat me to everything, which makes me very much a loser).

so check out the consistent winner (or is she just darn lucky and i the complete opposite?) at the national library on 28 october 2006 where she'll do a book reading session and tell you more about Nanowrimo- with 18 other writers.

however, for this loser (which is i) to not take the limelight away from her (losers are generally more exciting anyway) i shall be making myself scarce. but if you spot ze person in a to-die-for (ie: darn bright) jumper, that's me!

so do turn up if you think you could really write a novel and share your thoughts and opinions with like minded individuals on 28 october 2006, 3-4.30pm at the national library at victoria street, singapore.

smirnoff

nice rap, relatively neat sounding drink (raw tea).. but the ad's definitely better than the previous "frisky huskies" one..

while we're at it..

me -> bim -> van -> xx -> jaime -> fx

there you go.. (almost) six degrees to an actress..

my alter ego..

when push comes to shove:

:: you just feel like tying the person up upon a coconut tree by his/her legs and spanking him/her silly.

:: you'd laugh if someone fights with and criticizes him/her. because it's every single word you wanted to say but choosing to avoid conflict, not say.

:: you'd wish that everyone would just verbalize their feelings and just bloody say it so that person will know what a thwart he/she is. and when someone does, you have the imagery of a orchestra playing beautiful music to a standing ovation from the audience.

:: but at the end of it all, you'd go to bed easier just thinking of all these possibilites. you are sick like that.

and i enjoy being you.

internship woes pt 1

the tale of too many options, and too little time.

i feel like a rat at a cheese exhibition. where all the cheese that is available is put on display. and i don't know which bloody one to pick.

but yes, perhaps a little part of me is trying to to avoid the probable of having what i don't want as part of the equation.

it's quite sad really. are the foundations of my future going to be dependent on my little childish whim? i don't know.

but i haven't got long to decide. so please help me. i seek the divine intervention.. and then some..

pathetic..

my brains will splatter along the corridor in school by 1500 hours on friday.

my fats will splatter around the tracks at 1730 hours on friday.

sigh. i feel so darn upset at how pathetic the next few days of my life feels now..

edit 2058hours:

considering how much of a shit the rest of my week looks like, i couldn't help but get a little lazy. i lazed in bed. tuned into class 95 all day. heard all my favorite songs. then finally decided to get to work. but guess what happens?

DANG DANG DANG! i checked everywhere. and i don't have the grading scheme for my module. i went through every single handout the lecturer's printed for me. but it's not there!!!

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME~!?

i'm so pathetic..