My Last Day in University

Its already Week 13 of my last session in uni. I really can't believe how fast time has passed. Its quite amazing how the four years here in wollongong is coming to an end. Somehow, i'm looking forward to the next chapter of my life: working and living a married life. You read and hear about it from books and friends, but i suppose there is nothing quite like experiencing it for yourself.

Having said that, i've just handed in my last three assignments for this session. I even worked till 6.30 in the morning. I was a bit surprised at myself on how late i stayed up, considering i'm more of a day-person, rather than a night one (like my oliphant >.<). In any case, i woke up this morning at 10ish and worked till 2ish in the arvo before handing all three in. Feels good, i must say, as i think i did a fairly good job for all three.

My reason for staying up so late? Out of the three assignments, two were group ones. I paired up with another singaporean and another aussie for either one. No prizes for guessing which group assignment i stayed up late modifying (and if you can't guess, continue reading >.<). (-.-)

I hate to say this, but my singaporean partner was simply atrocious. His citing for internet information in text? Just the website address. His reference list at the back? Just the website address and the date accessed (for some of you who have written essays before, you should know this is really really the wrong way >.<). And this is coming from a person who has finished his thesis and gotten 70%! He has the cheek to tell me that he uses the exact same method in his thesis! And this university is reportedly the best in teaching standards? His references weren't all that fantastic either. Some of them were second-hand information, of which he could have traced back to the original website.

Its such people who really make me wonder how they could have obtained their degree. And so, i stayed up all night correcting his references and english. (-.-)

After handing in all three assignments, i went back home to catch up on my sleep and only regained consciousness just before dinner. Even now, i'm starting to feel a little tired. Think i'll go back to sleep after this post.

This weekend, i'm gonna finish up my thesis. I'm only left with the conclusion chapter, as well as my supervisor's suggestions and corrections after his proof-reading. I must admit, i'm slightly apprehensive about it. Although it feels good to finish writing it, i'm doubtful as to whether i can get good mark. When asked, my supervisor said that i have certaintly done enuff work for a good mark. But still, i can't seem to shake off this nagging feeling of approaching doom. :p

After this weekend, i'm gonna start on exam revision. My exam dates are 3rd, 8th and 13th. All evenly spaced out, which is all good. Gives me ample time to prepare. Till then, i dun think i'll update much. To those who even bother checking this sorry excuse for a blog, this is to let you know that i'm still alive (though barely >.<). And to those who wish for my demise, sorry to disappoint you. :p

Now, if you'll excuse me, i'm off to become a hermit for the next few weeks.

The Obituary of a Keyboard

We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of a loved one. One who has been so dearly cherished by us all. One who have been with us through thick and thin, through happiness and depression. One who was so lovingly bequeath by my darling oling oliphant, along with her best wishes and firm instructions to take care of it.

It is through a virus attack that our loved one has left us and i'm sure that it has lived a fruitful life. It had serve its purpose willinginly and efficiently. Let us not hate the cause of our loved one's death, but rejoice that it has found its way to Keyboard Heaven (as opposed to Doggy/Puppy Heaven >.<).


Let us also rejoice that a new one has been borned. It is out of necessity and desperation that it has come to our aid. Let us greet it with open arms and loving care. It was borned in the country of 'Logitech' and the city of 'PS/2 Port' . Although this city is a little backward in technology, we shall not turn away one who has come forth so eagerly and cheaply to our cause.

It is thus, both a sad and happy day for us all. May we all look to the future and strive our best to fulfil our destinies. We will also accept any funeral money or donations for our departed one and incoming member.

Thank you and have a nice day.

May Heaven forbid...

"Bimbo: [Slang] A woman regarded as vacuous or as having an exaggerated interest in her sexual appeal."
- Dictionary.com on the definiton of 'Bimbo'

Does any one know what the male version of a bimbo is called?

i was blog-hopping and i think i actually found one. I'm not saying that i've very intellectual either, but some of his posts are really... ... empty-headed (for the lack of a better word >.<). As for his sex appeal, i won't know about it coz i haven't seen his real self. Not that i want to know.

That, of course, is my humble opinion. He might not actually be one. A empty-headed male, that is.

"Because it derives from Italian words of masculine gender, its first usage in English was for stupid men; it now is understood to mean a woman unless modified as male bimbo, himbo, or mimbo."
- Wikipedia on the definition of 'Bimbo'.

I learn something new everyday.

Do you know what is the feeling of fustration?

Fustration is what you feel when you were suppose to meet up with your friends to discuss an individual assignment, and in the end, they did their own stuff and not the assignment.

I thought we're suppose to discuss the assignment together? Why are you doing your other stuff? At least tell me beforehand that you guys are busy with other stuff mah.

You also feel fustrated when one of the said friends keeps asking for your guidance on a subject that you have done/cleared half a year ago.

Will you stop asking me about something i have done half a year ago? I don't remember most of it and it has no relation to what we're suppose to do now.

Fustration is also what you feel when your partner in a group assignment apologises for not pulling his weight, but doesn't do anything to rectify it.

You keep saying sorry, but why don't you do something about it?

It can also be felt when the said partner keeps whinging about how hard the subject is when discussing the assignment together.

If you really think the subject is hard, why don't you drop it then?

In all these situations, fustration can be felt. Not anger though. Just fustration. Maybe a feeling of irritation as well. But mostly fustration. 100 % fustration.

Did i say i was fustrated?

Update:
You guys absolutely have to see this. Its bloody hilarious! :D

Vrroomm Vrroomm Vrroomm...

I usually dun take online personality quizzes. But when i saw this one, i couldn't resist. :D

I'm a Mazda RX-8!

You're sporty, yet practical, and you have a style of your own. You like to have fun, and you like to bring friends along for the ride, but when it comes time for everyday chores, you're willing to do your part.

Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.

"Good morning, everyone. My name is Jason and my thesis topic is..."

Thesis Presentation
Thursday, 4th May 2006.
9.00 am.
Time allocated = 15 mins.
Other lecturers will be present for grading.

Last Saturday and Sunday:
Preparation of thesis presentation on Powerpoint. Tried to email the file to my supervisor for him to look through, but it was too big (about 8 Mbs >.<). Total number of slides = 18

Monday:
Took a few photos to add into my presentation. The lab-assistant said that she'll come to watch my presentation, but i think she's just going to embarrass me. (-.-)
Met and asked my supervisor if he wanted to have a look at my Powerpoint slides. He asked if i could email it to him, and i told him it was too big. When i told him i had 18 slides, he told me to cut it down to 14 (approximately 1 slide per minute >.<). Darn... back to the drawing board. (-.-)

Tuesday:
Managed to chop my slides down from 18 to 13, but increased in size from 8 to 14 Mbs. Darn... Isn't it suppose to reduce in size when i delete slides?! (-.-)

Wednesday morning:
Went to see my supervisor and he went through my presentation. Told me to make some corrections here and there. Back to the drawing board again. (-.-)
In one class, my friend told me Justin (the good Malaysian buddy of mine) is coming to watch my presentation too. Dammit... More embarrassment. (-.-)

Wednesday afternoon:
In another class, one of my lecturer (who happens to be the Mechanial Engineering Coordinator and am on good terms with me) announced to the class that there will be a Mech Eng Thesis Presentation the next day. He also said that it would be a good idea to see what are the various thesis topics and see some friendly faces there. I can only assume he's talking about me. (-.-)
Judging by the grins of my aussie friends who heard that announcement, i can only fervently hope that they won't come.
One of my aussie friends, who is also my partner for group assignments, couldn't make it coz he had to work. Phew! One less embarrassment. >.<

Wedneday night:
Finish touching up the slides. Practiced three times, with timings of 13 minutes, 16 minutes and 14 minutes. Thought i should be ok. Just before i go to sleep, prepared the formal wear for the next day. Mutterings to myself went like this:
"Ok, lets see. I've got a long-sleeve shirt. *searches for it* There it is. Good. I'll wear that."
"Now then, I need my black pants. Hhmm... *searches for black pants* Where is it? Hmm... *searches somemore* Shit. Did i not bring it? *searches the luggage* Oohh ffaarrkk..." (-.-)
After running to Rosie and telling her of the predicament, she suggested that i try on a biege-coloured pants that i haven't wore in ages and prob won't fit. Sure enuff. After trying, it doesn't fit. Darn...
After all that preparation, i dun have black pants. WTF?! If i had known earlier, i would have just bought a pair from Tramps! But no... The yours truly champion, have to discover the missing pants on the night before the presentation! (-.-)
Started thinking of who is around my waist size. Big Banana? Dun think i can even fit into his. Anyway, i think he's asleep liaoz. There is only one other friend and he's way bigger than me. Tried calling him:
"Eh. I dun have pants for tomorrow presentation. You have a pair of black pants?"
"Hhmm... I dun have black pants leh. But i got pants lah. Grey colour ones."
"Hmm... K k. Think i'll come over and have a look. What is your waist size arh?"
"Waist arh? Wait arh, let me check. *hear him rummaging around for the pants to check* Waist size 40"
"Wah. Best liaoz. i only waist size 36 leh."
"Heh. I tell you first hor. Even for me, when i wear it, the pants is baggy leh."
*speechless* "Haiyah. Got no choice liaoz. i come over and get it from you."
Sure enuff. Its so baggy i can't even see the outline of my leg! No choice lah, no choice. (-.-)

Today, Thursday morning:
Went to Uni for the presentation. Was waiting for the rest of the lecturers to come in when i saw two of my other aussie friends coming in. Win liaoz. More embarassment. (-.-)
Since i'm the second person to present, i wasn't really concentrating on the first presenter but rather on attempting to calm myself. Halfway through the first person's presentation, i saw Justin coming in. Darn... Just how many people are coming to embarrass me?!
My presentation took close to 19 minutes. Think i over-elaborated. The lab-assistant also manuaged to turn up. (-.-)
During discussion time, there were heaps of questions. I think i managed to answer all of them well. The before-mentioned two aussie friends and Justin left after my presentation. They were really here to embarrass me.

Na Bei... (-.-)