Friday, December 30, 2005
its the last days of 2005. and what am i doing still?
slaving away in the lab.
thus, tis' the story of my life so far.
slaving away in the lab.
thus, tis' the story of my life so far.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
i have no more exams, but my life has lost its meaning because I have no more exams to prepare for.
Ironic init?
Ironic init?
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Author's instructions, Act IV end:
A distant sound is heard coming from the sky as it were, the sound of a snapping string mournfully dying away. All is still again and nothing is heard but the strokes of the ax against a tree far away in the orchard.
-The Cherry Orchard - Anton Pavlovich Chekhov.
A distant sound is heard coming from the sky as it were, the sound of a snapping string mournfully dying away. All is still again and nothing is heard but the strokes of the ax against a tree far away in the orchard.
-The Cherry Orchard - Anton Pavlovich Chekhov.
Friday, December 02, 2005
When you've spent the last month running here and there about around campus like a kan cheong spider every tuesdays and thursdays just to run through hoops to finish up your application by Thanksgiving, you would expect your referees to show a wee bit of urgency init, especially after much repeated badgering and whining and moaning that the deadline is in a week's time goddamit so wake up your collective ideas and show some urgency will ya?
but nooooooooooooooooooooooo.......
its 5 days to the deadline and theres still no activity.
its times like these that makes me want to blow up the fucking lab.
but nooooooooooooooooooooooo.......
its 5 days to the deadline and theres still no activity.
its times like these that makes me want to blow up the fucking lab.
