Lesson Learnt

I will never join a game design competition in my life again. NEVER, unless the game in question is only a concept which yes, I can polish and crap a lot about it. For 24 hours of a competition, I spent 11/12 of the time watching tv, watching anime, playing games, writing 3 versions of a story that went from plausible to absolutely nutcase. I managed to watch a 2 hour long anime movie for god's sake Sleeping is high on my agenda now.
A silent accepting withdrawal is imperative now. To minimise the "face loss" if anything else. It was a disaster of HIROSHIMA's proportions. Two teams of strangers unwittingly thrown together. Bound to be conflict.
BUT I NEVER MET MORE BIG-HEADED GUYS in my lifetime. FUCK IT ALL. I mean if it cannot work, it fucking cannot work. And they KEEP assuring they can do it, its possible. DAMN, I am freaking useless at game design but even I know not to upset a whole kettle of fish when I see it. ARGH!
Cannot blame them totally, I concede that, we were just too naive. By we, I meant me and my poor friend Peishan who drew till she puke blood most of the images. All I lost was an entire term break. GREAT! If I flunk that Biodiversity test, I am just gonna tell myself I deserve this shit because I was steeped in shit.
Done many projects in JC , academic or competition. Worst competition group I was ever in. Good experience through. Proves my theory that I can only succeed in groups with males when I can effectively boss them around. Alan, Zhenhui, Wee Tit, Kuah Chieh, what the fuck were all of you when I miss you most. Ok, I include that senior guy, Adrian and Samuel. FUCK IT ALL. Even Ting Long functioned better as a teammate.
End of rant, lack of privacy...

NUS finally! SCHOOL! YeAh! Pour on the sarcasm, man!

The 4th week of university is over and I am SWAMPED with homework. I am in deep shit. Having not done homework conscientiously since Sec 1, I am faced with the prospect of having to do homework every week just to cope with tutorials. As of now, I got 7 undone assignments, out of which 4 counts towards my final grade. CURE MY PROCRASTINATION! Someone! Please, anyone!

(This quick entry was typed at the bequest of Eel, who say I must clear the bloody cobwebs of my bloody blog.)

At Long Last, an Update on My Meaningless Life

Reread my few blog entries and I realised how much my English has deteriorated. I haven't written anything in the English language since Dec 3, my SAT test. In fact, I think I hadn't even had a decent conversation in English in months. My life is a meaningless bore. I work long hours at a job that basically involves sitting around doing nothing until a customer comes and they come rarely. (It pains me to write this, where are all the sudden flashes of vocabulary that enable to piece together a coherent sentence, they are gone and I'm ranting.) I met two new friends on the job, they are both so different yet I think they are closer than I am to them. I shall confess on this blog I feel deeply apologetic about canceling on the last minute on them due to my paranoia. Oh never mind!
I did not go out with a certain someone twice in the past few months and that is something I regret. Just penning this down to etch it in my heart so I will never do it again.
I been reading a lot. My colleague asked me how many books I read in my life. I was mystified, after all my years of library trawling, I never thought about the number I actually read. It must be in the hundreds or even thousands. Just finished I, Robot by Issac Asimov. If you think it is anything like the movie, you are wrong. I love it, it forces me to think and reflect and that is rare of a book. Rule 1 of robots: They must not harm humans or by their inaction, cause a human to be harmed. Rule 2: They must obey humans, unless that is in violation of the first rule. Rule 3: They must seek to preserve themselves, unless that is in violation of Rule 1 and 2. Pretty comprehensive huh?
I been sighing regularly these days. Oh, how I hope I get something interesting to do!