I sit in GP3 playing Football Manager 2007. I love this game. And it really gets me involved: I feel stress, real stress, as if what I'm doing actually mattered and whether they won or lost would have real-life consequences. But I thought that I'd leave this virtual world alone when confronted with non-virtual realities.... Continue Reading →
Exams are over. Hooray?
My exams are over. But I don't feel necessarily that great. The atmosphere around me, in Currie Hall, is still relatively tense, as most haven't ended their exams. People expect me to feel great: because my exams are over; because the pressure's off; because I can do whatever I want; because I'm free. I, too... Continue Reading →
Something's Wrong
I wonder if I'm making things more complicated than they are, over-thinking issues that really aren't anything at all. I do get these things right sometimes: my intuition to negative vibes are generally good. But though I do get that something is wrong, I often do not know what exactly it is. Sometimes I think... Continue Reading →
Something’s Wrong
I wonder if I'm making things more complicated than they are, over-thinking issues that really aren't anything at all. I do get these things right sometimes: my intuition to negative vibes are generally good. But though I do get that something is wrong, I often do not know what exactly it is. Sometimes I think... Continue Reading →
Sacrifice
He approached me and asked me if I wanted to go. I had books to read, TV to watch, and work to do. I told him, "no", thought about it a bit, then said, "yes". It had been ages since I last went out with him. I realised that even though I didn't really want... Continue Reading →
On Writing Chinese (or 华语）
我昨天发现了我的电脑可以写华文字！ In case you don't know what that means, it just says, "I just found out yesterday that my computer can write Chinese words!" I've been having a field day with it, typing Chinese messages to a friend, giving her plenty of opportunities to execute sweet revenge on me, after all my mocking her English,... Continue Reading →
Like Listening to Your Own Voice
I had never really liked him. I did not have any obvious or compelling reason not to like him, and why I disliked him had been a question that had bugged me for some time. I had come up with some answers, some more reasonable than others, but today I think I found an answer... Continue Reading →
The Friend Bell Curve
A friend of mine wrote: So the issue comes up again. After a few months, the people in [Currie Hall] have all drifted into cliques. Typical of [S]ingaporeans. But I have to disagree with him. I think he's being a little too harsh on Singaporeans. People all over the world drift into cliques; it's simply... Continue Reading →
Giving a Presentation
Never attempt to give a presentation you didn't prepare for when you've got too little sleep. Half the time I was up there presenting I felt as if I was stuck in a bad dream; and to think that I was expecting to present pretty well for this. Sure, it wasn't a disaster, but it... Continue Reading →
Top Student
"So, you prepared for your [Statistics] test tomorrow?" he asked me. "Well, sort of," I replied. "Going to be the top student?" That was a most unexpected question. This semester has been, in the words of another friend, my sabbatical. "Nah," I said, "I know who my competition is." I forgot what he said next,... Continue Reading →
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