MOE test was the same shit as PSC test. Some stupid MESSA IQ test + maths + linguistic test. I screwed up the maths part damn bad. Guess i'm really bad with numbers hahaha. Oh well nvm... i'm going to skip maths for the rest of my life besides applying it to calculate the pathetic amount of money in my bank.
Now I'm facing a dilemma.
I don't want to be a teacher. I don't want to be an architect either. I want to be an architect. I want to be a teacher also.
Fuck.
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"Love should be instantaneous and insane."
Don't you think so?
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Ladies and gentlemen, i ran out of clothes to wear to run so i decided to wear my recruit's singlet. The brown ugly shit. Damn. I think they should come out something nicer for the recruits. Seriously.
I don't know if i'll be called up for interview on the 21st. You're supposed to check on the 20th. My printer is all out of ink and i dunno if they really need me to print out some stuff to show as portfolio. Shit man.
Let's just pray they either reject me, or accept me straight. Screw interviews. I hate being asked so many questions that are not going to interest the interviewer anyway. Want to be friends instead, professor? I can treat you to coffee and a training regime in Pulau Tekong BMTC. Guess most professors need a workout. haha.
I think by age 40, i will have a belly so huge that i can't even see my thing when i pee. I'm going to die of heart attack by 50. Good Riddance.
And my neighbour told me a sad thing. Archi is going to take 6 years. By the time i come out, i will be 27- no stable career, no girlfriend, no marriage, work your ass off, parents old and dying, stay at parents' house and stuck there forever. And that probably continues for the rest of the architect's life. Wow. How painful.
My neighbour isn't any better actually. Rejects all the guys who tried to court her, saying that if guys just start a conversation with "hey, how's school?" they probably cannot make it to be a proper date. Wow.
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omg ARCHITECTURE TEST WAS SHIT. They gave this really sucky passage, expected us to intepret it, and then come out with models and drawings for it.
The thing went like this (rough summary):
One day the author of the passage asked a philosopher (some famous cock apparently) what is architecture. Instead of giving him a definition, the philosopher told the author one of his childhood stories. When he was young, he lived in this huge house with this beautiful room that he could only enter during special seasons like Christmas. Its parquet flooring was pretty and he always thought it's special. However, his dad's friends would just enter the room on any occasion and just dumped their wet rain coats on the floor. The wet droplets on the flooring was something the philosopher cannot bear seeing.
The author then commented saying it's wise to come up with this story and there's this OPPOSING QUALITIES to the stuffs.
I have no idea what the fuck do they mean by OPPOSING QUALITIES. And guess what, we are supposed to come up with a model dealing with the phrase OPPOSING QUALITIES. And to write a 50 word essay (more like a short definition) on OPPOSING QUALITIES. And to develop a drawing from the sculpture.
My Lord. I took the question like algebra. If they gave me x + y = z, i gave them back x-z= -y. It's really quite shitty. But whatever.
And i turned my head around thinking everyone will probably suck balls too BUT people around me COULD COME UP WITH NICE MODELS JUST WITH THE 4 PIECES OF CARDBOARDS THEY PROVIDED US. shit.
I dunno my chances. Chances are, even if i get into architecture, it's not going to be easy.
Well, nobody said it's easy.
IT'S S.H.E AND MAYDAY CONCERT TODAY! S.H.E @ indoor stadium and MAYDAY @ national stadium. I attended neither. And i bet Kallang's ground must be sinking an inch today.
Celebrated Jeridyn's birthday in advance today. HAPPY 20th! WELCOME TO THE CLUB ya. She was saying she might throw a party nxt year to celebrate 21st.
My plan for my 21st? Fly off to some foreign land and remain uncontacted. If i throw a party, i doubt anyone will come. Ya that's how fucking insecure i am. Or maybe the truth is nobody gives a shit. So don't even try. Lol.
O well. i really think i need to priortize my life. i bought $100 worth of books today. On archi. On some paper art. I think pageone books are really cool. But the main point is, i need to make art (or archi) my number one priority in my life. Everything else is everything else.
Say goodfuck to clubbing. No more $$$ and youth for that shit.
Alright time to sleep. i'm getting long-winded... like one of my warrant officers, 1st Warrant Roslan. Once he opens his mouth, he can talk from 8am to 5pm. And i m not even exaggerating. Haha. Ok Good night!
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MOE test was the same shit as PSC test. Some stupid MESSA IQ test + maths + linguistic test. I screwed up the maths part damn bad. Guess i'm really bad with numbers hahaha. Oh well nvm... i'm going to skip maths for the rest of my life besides applying it to calculate the pathetic amount of money in my bank.
Now I'm facing a dilemma.
I don't want to be a teacher. I don't want to be an architect either. I want to be an architect. I want to be a teacher also.
Fuck.
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"Love should be instantaneous and insane."
Don't you think so?
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Ladies and gentlemen, i ran out of clothes to wear to run so i decided to wear my recruit's singlet. The brown ugly shit. Damn. I think they should come out something nicer for the recruits. Seriously.
I don't know if i'll be called up for interview on the 21st. You're supposed to check on the 20th. My printer is all out of ink and i dunno if they really need me to print out some stuff to show as portfolio. Shit man.
Let's just pray they either reject me, or accept me straight. Screw interviews. I hate being asked so many questions that are not going to interest the interviewer anyway. Want to be friends instead, professor? I can treat you to coffee and a training regime in Pulau Tekong BMTC. Guess most professors need a workout. haha.
I think by age 40, i will have a belly so huge that i can't even see my thing when i pee. I'm going to die of heart attack by 50. Good Riddance.
And my neighbour told me a sad thing. Archi is going to take 6 years. By the time i come out, i will be 27- no stable career, no girlfriend, no marriage, work your ass off, parents old and dying, stay at parents' house and stuck there forever. And that probably continues for the rest of the architect's life. Wow. How painful.
My neighbour isn't any better actually. Rejects all the guys who tried to court her, saying that if guys just start a conversation with "hey, how's school?" they probably cannot make it to be a proper date. Wow.
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omg ARCHITECTURE TEST WAS SHIT. They gave this really sucky passage, expected us to intepret it, and then come out with models and drawings for it.
The thing went like this (rough summary):
One day the author of the passage asked a philosopher (some famous cock apparently) what is architecture. Instead of giving him a definition, the philosopher told the author one of his childhood stories. When he was young, he lived in this huge house with this beautiful room that he could only enter during special seasons like Christmas. Its parquet flooring was pretty and he always thought it's special. However, his dad's friends would just enter the room on any occasion and just dumped their wet rain coats on the floor. The wet droplets on the flooring was something the philosopher cannot bear seeing.
The author then commented saying it's wise to come up with this story and there's this OPPOSING QUALITIES to the stuffs.
I have no idea what the fuck do they mean by OPPOSING QUALITIES. And guess what, we are supposed to come up with a model dealing with the phrase OPPOSING QUALITIES. And to write a 50 word essay (more like a short definition) on OPPOSING QUALITIES. And to develop a drawing from the sculpture.
My Lord. I took the question like algebra. If they gave me x + y = z, i gave them back x-z= -y. It's really quite shitty. But whatever.
And i turned my head around thinking everyone will probably suck balls too BUT people around me COULD COME UP WITH NICE MODELS JUST WITH THE 4 PIECES OF CARDBOARDS THEY PROVIDED US. shit.
I dunno my chances. Chances are, even if i get into architecture, it's not going to be easy.
Well, nobody said it's easy.
IT'S S.H.E AND MAYDAY CONCERT TODAY! S.H.E @ indoor stadium and MAYDAY @ national stadium. I attended neither. And i bet Kallang's ground must be sinking an inch today.
Celebrated Jeridyn's birthday in advance today. HAPPY 20th! WELCOME TO THE CLUB ya. She was saying she might throw a party nxt year to celebrate 21st.
My plan for my 21st? Fly off to some foreign land and remain uncontacted. If i throw a party, i doubt anyone will come. Ya that's how fucking insecure i am. Or maybe the truth is nobody gives a shit. So don't even try. Lol.
O well. i really think i need to priortize my life. i bought $100 worth of books today. On archi. On some paper art. I think pageone books are really cool. But the main point is, i need to make art (or archi) my number one priority in my life. Everything else is everything else.
Say goodfuck to clubbing. No more $$$ and youth for that shit.
Alright time to sleep. i'm getting long-winded... like one of my warrant officers, 1st Warrant Roslan. Once he opens his mouth, he can talk from 8am to 5pm. And i m not even exaggerating. Haha. Ok Good night!
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