Source Code

Went to watch "Source Code" with Tinghui today, after trying out the gowns for commencement in central forum. (Awaiting her pictures heee)

Colter Stevens: Lily awoke in an evening dress in an outbrook look. In her hand were 5 playing cards. At some point today, you're gonna hear about a failed terrorist attack on a commuter train near Chicago. You and I kept that bomb from going off. If you're reading this e-mail, then Source Code works even better than you and Dr. Rutledge imagined. You thought you were creating 8 minutes of a past event, but you're not. You've created a whole new world. Goodwin, if I'm right, somewhere at the Source Code facility, you have a Capt. Colter Stevens waiting to send on a mission. Promise me you'll help him. And when you do, do me a favor: tell him everything is gonna be okay.

this is not the end, this is just the beginning

Had my last paper (CM4241) yesterday. Which marks the end of my last semester in NUS. As always, there's no sense of joy. Just tiredness. And just glad that it's over.

It feels so unreal though, that I won't be returning to NUS after 3 months of nua-ing and a horrible round of CORS bidding. Right now it just feels like the usual May break.

I wish I can say I feel truly free now, but there's always a nagging worry about finding jobs at the back of my mind.

[Sidetrack a bit, sad to change my blogskin, but the misalignment of my sidebars made worse by my inability to understand html code is seriously getting on my nerves. Hence this new simplistic look.]

Time to catch up on Glee! :)

≪鬼迷心窍≫

詞:李宗盛 / 曲:李宗盛

曾經真的以為人生就這樣了　
平靜的心拒絕再有浪潮          

斬了千次的情絲卻斷不了　     
百轉千折它將我圍繞

有人問我你究竟是那裡好　
這麼多年我還忘不了
春風再美也比不上你的笑　
沒見過你的人不會明瞭          

是鬼迷了心竅也好　
是前世的因緣也好
然而這一切已不再重要　        
如果你能夠重回我懷抱

是命運的安排也好　
是你存心的捉弄也好
然而這一切已不再重要　
我願意隨你到天涯海角

雖然歲月總是匆匆地催人老　
雖然情愛總是讓人煩惱
雖然未來如何不能知道　
現在說再見會不會太早

As I age I find more and more flaws with myself.

The world is not perfect.

3 more days to my first paper of my final round of exams.

9 more days to my last paper.

29 more days to grad trip.

Counting down...

The more vulnerable a country is to Western pressure, the more likely its leaders are to step down when a revolution comes.

If President Hosni Mubarak had not been America's ally, he might still be in his impressive palace in Heliopolis now.

Colonel Gaddafi has so far managed to hang on because he is too way out, too friendless internationally for anyone to be able to stop him using his tanks and air force to bombard his own people.

So the West's care for human life and its free press are great at bringing down the less extreme dictators and not so good at bringing down the really nasty ones.

It is something to muse on.

How foreign media affect revolutions - http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/programmes/from_our_own_correspondent/9421899.stm

Realised that I have gotten lazy... It's so much easier to write a random line on Facebook than to compose my thoughts here. :P

My mind is full of thoughts about my thesis. Hate it when my mom (or anyone else for that matter) ask me how's my progress, or about whether I still need to go back to lab. I'm SORT OF done with lab work, I guess, but there's nothing to be happy about. It's not because I have enough results. I don't. It's because I don't have time to carry on.

So I'm going to write a thesis that is barely different from my progress report. Which will leave the examiners wondering what I have been doing since December. Actually I've been doing a lot. Just that you can't report failed experiments.

I'm stuck and stuck on writing and I can't wait for all this horrible nightmare to be over. This semester really sucks. OM is the driest module I have ever taken. Equations after equations. Reactions after reactions that do not make sense. And the test is like, wth. But I have managed to scrap a pass, so I shall not complain.

SP3202 (okay I'm going to complain again) is terribly heavy. Had the practical exam at HTA last Friday. It was interesting, but would have been more enjoyable if the conditions weren't so harsh. Our group tio a jewellery shop, which was quite dim so it was difficult to take photos. There were many display counters so it was difficult to walk. The most INTOLERABLE part was the sweltering heat caused by the numerous spotlights. Imagine dressed in a multi-layer gown with shoe-covers and gloves that had been torn while pulling masking tapes and a paper face-mask that is falling apart due to all the sweat it has absorbed. It was HORRIBLE. I was so glad when it was over. So glad that I forgot to let the TA sign my sketch plan.

And now we still have to write a report due next week. Then there's another trace analysis presentation in week 11.Which is also when I have to submit my thesis.

...

I will make it through. Or die trying.