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:: Thursday, September 29, 2005 ::

today is eugene's birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUGENE. HOPE YOU HAD A BANGING GOOD 21ST BIRTHDAY IN ADELAIDE.

:: kiathy. 2:07 am [+] ::
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Ben Folds Five - Still Fighting It

Good morning, son.
I am a bird
Wearing a brown polyester shirt
You want a coke?
Maybe some fries?
The roast beef combo’s only $9.95
It’s okay, you don’t have to pay
I’ve got all the change

Everybody knows
It hurts to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it
And you’re so much like me
I’m sorry

Good morning, son
In twenty years from now
Maybe we’ll both sit down and have a few beers
And I can tell you ‘bout today
And how I picked you up and everything changed
It was pain
Sunny days and rain
I knew you’d feel the same things

Everybody knows
It sucks to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it
You’ll try and try and one day you’ll fly
Away from me

Good morning, son
I am a bird

It was pain
Sunny days and rain
I knew you’d feel the same things

Everybody knows
Tt hurts to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it
Oh, we’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it

And you’re so much like me
I’m sorry

:: kiathy. 2:00 am [+] ::
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:: Saturday, September 24, 2005 ::
well today marks the end of week 5 of school.

it has been a wretched week i think.

1. my friend took one of my shoes as a prank and i ended up with no shoes for about 2 hours cos some other person took my shoe from the hiding spot thinking it was their friend's shoe.

2. i lost my jacket from prague :(((.

3. i finally got my laptop today and it fucking came with a harddiskdrive that goes CLICK every 3 mins and even when it doesn't it sounds like a time bomb going off. all this after waiting a month for this thing. i really should ask for compensation.

4. i don't feel very well for my MA test.

5. i didn't study at all this week.

6. i jogged on wednesday and almost died after that, only to lose all my efforts jogging on thursday with non-stop eating from 830 pm to 330 am, and today with marks & spencers choco viennese biscuits and a good catered-buffet dinner and one beer after all that.

oh boy.

:: kiathy. 12:37 am [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, September 21, 2005 ::
i'm trying to re-ignite my passion for many things.

top of the list: jogging.

okay i've never had a passion for jogging and i absolutely abhor it. but since i can't be anorexic for a week as a hope, i guess the next best alternative to losing weight is exercising. however i'd plainly like to state that my preferred way of losing weight is still dieting.

next up, music making.

i play the guitar and i've played it since a long time ago. my only wish is really to form a band to have a platform to perform. my love affair with the guitar is really an on-off thing, like i didn't take it up just to woo girls like many others would thing but yea i really like playing and singing along lah. so if there are any bassists out there who can really play bass then er. drop me a msg or something. of course er eugene doesn't count. cos he doesn't play bass. gerald want to play bass? or u can play lead then u find bassist i got alot of singers/drummers. bassists are damn difficult to find lah.

anyway school's really gone by damn fast. this is week 5 and counting. i am enjoying nearly every moment of it. oh well my creative juices have run out i'll be back again.

:: kiathy. 10:05 pm [+] ::
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:: Friday, September 16, 2005 ::
my computer's fan sounds like it's grinding something. i hope no insect's body is found there.

:: kiathy. 1:42 am [+] ::
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:: Sunday, September 04, 2005 ::
wow this is a bumper crop. 3 posts in a day.

let me regale you sad people out there with tales of the scunchies.

once upon a time, there were scrunchies.

and then there is a shop commonly known as Auntie Anne's.

okay basically i always thought scrunchies were pretzels that u bought from auntie anne's. as in i never knew scrunchies were stuff u tied around your hair and they really sounded correct when you said "i'm going to get a scrunchie from auntie anne's." i forgot why i never knew auntie anne's sold pretzels. or maybe i thought they sold both pretzels and scrunchies.

:: kiathy. 1:01 am [+] ::
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wannabe.

i'm a
yuppie
banker
metro
wealthy
wannabe.

:: kiathy. 12:00 am [+] ::
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:: Saturday, September 03, 2005 ::
today i attended a talk at 1.30 pm.

it was organised by my school's investment club, of which i am a member of.

the whole seminar/lecture/day camp started at 9 am but i only attended at 1.30 cos i couldn't wake up cos of the previous 4 am post.

anyway basically i found out some useful information which i shall share with the rest of the world.

compounded interest rates are a great way of making money, and more money, and more and more money. --> if you can wait and can afford to live to a ripe old age.

diversification and leverage will cut your risks but maintain your returns rate.

if you are lazy, just invest in the snp index. i dono what it is though.

and then the next speaker was an ex investment banker. he's 38 this year and he's already retired from the banking world and lecturing for fun. an adjunct prof at my school, he was rather cool. taught me these:

1. to be an IB, you have to be greedy and have no fear.

2. IBs' bonus totally trash what we swoon at for my lawyer friends. they go as high as 36 months' bonus. and their basic salary is already like..you know.

3. i really had a misconception of what IBs did. now i think what i really wanna do is trading. could any traders talk to me please?

anyway in a short discussion with ahtong i've calculated that it's more economical to print my notes in the school library at 5 cents per piece instead of buying a laser printer to churn out notes at home cos the variable cost of printing 1 page is 4.6 cents (est). fixed cost per page is obviously more than 0.4 cents in the 4 years that i will be in school, so i'll print in school anyway.

:: kiathy. 11:49 pm [+] ::
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back at 4 am.

there's really a dearth of ideas for my blog. as in i really don't know what to say. i don't try to make anybody laugh anymore and i really can't be bothered to log chronological events.

as usual, my interest level in blogging (as with my whole life) has dwindled. i have an attention-span problem. that is why i do not watch television. i can't stand sitting there watching something for an hour or so, or planning my life around tv programme timings, cos i'd much prefer to do something else like 1. chat 2. play my guitar 3. eat. those things aren't static. maybe that's why.

the only tv programme i really enjoy are the football matches. but once again if there is 1. conversation, i'd much rather have conversation.

i have a commitment problem too.

i think i have issues.

anyway let me enlighten the world as to why i have to be a mugger in school and really love studying.

premise (p) 1 - School gives us alot of readings
p2 - readings have to be done by me
conclusion (c) 1 - i have to do alot of readings.

well okay that's not a very valid argument.

anyway basically it struck me on tuesday evening that even after just 1 week of school, i'm already lagging behind.

this is because

1. i don't remember what was taught in week 1.
2. i never finished my readings for week 1.
3. the profs did not finish teaching everything for week 1 during week 1 and skipped chapters we're supposed to read.
4. week 2 just ended and all of the 3 above points apply to week 2 as well.
5. when my projects and presentations come along i will have no time to finish my readings.
6. i will not know what the heck the profs r saying during class.
7. i will fail my exams cos i'd only be able to read maybe 3 weeks of a 13 weeks course.

therefore, i love to study. and i'm going to live in the library as often as i can.

anyway here's an argument that is valid but unsound. i.e. a 2-premise argument with 1 premise false and the conclusion false.

p1 - only trees breathe. (false premise)
p2 - i breathe.
c1 - i am a tree. (false conclusion)

however, this is a valid argument because if p1 and p2 are true, c1 is true. it is unsound because p1 is not true and c1 is not true.

the marvels of analytical skills!

:: kiathy. 4:16 am [+] ::
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