Thursday, October 18, 2007
quick one before i go kill myself with the esl essay. yes, despite i say i want to go
'kong bia' for the quiz, i now feel like i want to do the same for the midterms comns. the teacher actually said something about the a section where people can get 0 marks. and whahaha! (laughing & pointing emoti) i was one of them. well, not exactly the reason why i wanted to
'kong bia', in fact i was laughing about that one.
'i got zero i got zero!' strange, the essay turned out fine... despite the fact that i was starting to write that 10 mins to the end of the exam, and my hand was aching like i've just came out of an econs exam. i though i threw that 20 marks out the windows just like that, because in the past, the quantity of the essay will determine the quantity of marks you get. and the fact that my pals around me wrote essays and not a paragraph... like me...
cse exam was.... again, rather weird. because the teacher said he marked us according to the way we think and not the actual answer. which accounts to why my eyes nearly fell off when i saw my marks online. well i don't think anybody knew about the marks being posted on sunday... because it was a coincidence that i clicked that button... well that explains a lot, because i remembered leaving a 10 marks question blank!! and how can it be that i lost only 2 marks for the rest of the paper.... well. i have no idea how this school works now, since the previous quizzes and all were MCQ.
and i heard that UGC there are people who got full marks for essay...
am i on Mars or Jupiter? or perhaps Pluto? no idea... let's wait and see tomorrow... anyway, just now i was coming home, i decided to take mrt instead of bus and when i reached my station, there was this weird but familiar smell. i'm there
'oh great... rain.' so there's 2 problems.
1, i'm bringing laptop. 2, i got no umbrella. well. not such a big deal because i have a jacket with a hood. so no worries. then when i reached the top, i was busy stuffing my laptop into that miserable bag i was carrying and pulling out my jacket, there was this guy who, well.... has an umbrella.
ok, strange but not so bad. you can more or less tell what kind of a person from the way he or she dress so, yeah. this guy strikes me as the kind who would bring along an umbrella. so i was busy with my bag, and i saw him turning around and look at his surroundings. not to see how big the rain was, but well, i presume, to offer to shelter people... because there was this uncle who was standing there waiting for something and he ignored the chap, and i was the next one to still be stranded at the station.
well, to me, i don't like sharing umbrella with people.
1, no matter what, you will still get wet. and if two people are sharing, chances are they both will get wet. so no point. 2, i've never seen this person before so yeah, that's a stranger. 3, he's a guy. not that i have a prejudice against guys or what, but i would only share umbrella with my dad, and a 0% possibility boyfriend. call me old fashion and conservative, but i'd rather think of myself as independent and not a damsel in distress. just because i have a laptop instead of an umbrella doesn't mean that creativity in solving problems can't get me home. yeah i'm blowing up a small matter but that's just a conclusion. (peace emoti)
so i stood behind this guy, wearing my jacket, he turned around to look at me once again, waiting for me to look in his direction or to stand there with an expression like i'm totally helpless, i presume. so i pulled on the hood and strode out into the rain.
that'll save him from asking me if i needed sheltering and the awkwardness that follows, that is if he was being nice and trying to help. well, it's still glad to see that there are nice people around, despite all evidence to the contrary, especially the morning and evening mrt stations. like i said to
Zephyris that day when she asked in frustration to a particularly frustrating issue with a frustrating guy
'why are guys like that??'.i told her:
'the only ones who aren't like that are the rare and dying species called 'gentlemen'.' 