Today
Today was a very screwed up day... Notwithstanding the fact that we had to sing the national anthem four times today, the first (pseudo-official) thing that happened during ISBN today was quite unpleasant - I had Cheng scold me for charging my iPod in class. Well... actually its more about me plugging out his comp, but nvm. Serves me right I guess, for not listening to my instincts, for not trusting the sense of foreboding that pervaded my very being when I plugged out Cheng's comp. Oh well... at least that's over...
I made a startling discovery about myself today. I'm lamer than I thought - or at least that's what I make of what my friend told me over MSN after I cracked some sub-zero jokes about some not so logical stuff. Won't display the joke here - they're a bit too lame for comfort. I guess only Cheng is suited for such jokes, since he's always complaining that it is warm... 冷掉...
Anyways, a pat on the back for to me, for not slacking too overtly during ISBN, and managing to keep to deadlines. That aside, I'm still not quite used to having a 50% casualty rate for post-editing (don't take this personally). It's just startling to see 1400 words shrink to around 700 words in less than 20 mins - a small fraction of what was used to write the original 1.4 k...
After school, we camped in Space during EOTA to play bridge - we ended up playing Hearts first and roping in Ben as the 4th player; he left halfway, so this just went 不了了之 lor... Then we played bridge. Two very evil and unnatural things happened during that session: One, David Chew tried to screen my hand many times, and experienced average success (this is downright despicable); Two, Joe Chee deals cards very well - to everyone but me. Basically, whenever Joe dealt, I either got a very bad hand (around 4,5 or 6 points), or I got an average to good hand, during which I rejoiced, then found out that Joe washed...
Yay... these cards tell me that I am one lucky guy...
I made a startling discovery about myself today. I'm lamer than I thought - or at least that's what I make of what my friend told me over MSN after I cracked some sub-zero jokes about some not so logical stuff. Won't display the joke here - they're a bit too lame for comfort. I guess only Cheng is suited for such jokes, since he's always complaining that it is warm... 冷掉...
Anyways, a pat on the back for to me, for not slacking too overtly during ISBN, and managing to keep to deadlines. That aside, I'm still not quite used to having a 50% casualty rate for post-editing (don't take this personally). It's just startling to see 1400 words shrink to around 700 words in less than 20 mins - a small fraction of what was used to write the original 1.4 k...
After school, we camped in Space during EOTA to play bridge - we ended up playing Hearts first and roping in Ben as the 4th player; he left halfway, so this just went 不了了之 lor... Then we played bridge. Two very evil and unnatural things happened during that session: One, David Chew tried to screen my hand many times, and experienced average success (this is downright despicable); Two, Joe Chee deals cards very well - to everyone but me. Basically, whenever Joe dealt, I either got a very bad hand (around 4,5 or 6 points), or I got an average to good hand, during which I rejoiced, then found out that Joe washed...
Yay... these cards tell me that I am one lucky guy...