Oh Sarah Lawrence....
Thursday, January 31, 2008
vane farted at 3:52 AM
Monday, January 21, 2008
Hello fellow earthlings. In case you guys havent heard of this -- I am hitch hiking to Morocco over my Easter holiday. For those frogs in the well who havent got a clue what hitch hiking means, it means that I stick my thumb out, unbutton my shirt and bat my eyelids in hope for a driver to pick me up. And hopefully drive me ever so much closer to Morocco, starting from my campus.
This is all in name of charity, babes. I need to raise 300 pounds for Link Community Development (www.lcd.org.uk), a charity that aims to improve the quality of teaching and learning in the most disadvantaged schools in Ethiopia, Ghana, Malawi, South Africa and Uganda. 900 schools and half a million school kids will be benefitting from your donations. And what's best, you dont have to get out of that cushioned seat of yours. All you need to do is yell for mummy daddy to read out their credit card numbers, type it into the donation box, and click DONATE! Any amount counts my friends. I know the donation is made in pounds, and it happens to be 3 times the value of our singapolean dollars. Just make $3 will be amazing. Or more, hopefully.
That little box to your right is where you find the place to donate.
Please do donate! My target is supposedly 300pounds (otherwise i will not be allowed to hitch!), but i'm putting it as 500pounds, cos as we all know, targetting high means you reach higher.
So plleeeasssee do donate! I'll tattoo the name of the highest bidder on my ass if i have to! And do tell every one you know!! Post on your blog, your facebook, tell your classmates, lecturers....etd
And if you want me to hitch in a banana costume just so you will donate $100, tell me. Or hitch in a pig costume for $1000, tell me also.
Every bit makes a difference. I might die out there, SO PLEASE DONATE!! Thank you muchlies.
This is all in name of charity, babes. I need to raise 300 pounds for Link Community Development (www.lcd.org.uk), a charity that aims to improve the quality of teaching and learning in the most disadvantaged schools in Ethiopia, Ghana, Malawi, South Africa and Uganda. 900 schools and half a million school kids will be benefitting from your donations. And what's best, you dont have to get out of that cushioned seat of yours. All you need to do is yell for mummy daddy to read out their credit card numbers, type it into the donation box, and click DONATE! Any amount counts my friends. I know the donation is made in pounds, and it happens to be 3 times the value of our singapolean dollars. Just make $3 will be amazing. Or more, hopefully.
That little box to your right is where you find the place to donate.
Please do donate! My target is supposedly 300pounds (otherwise i will not be allowed to hitch!), but i'm putting it as 500pounds, cos as we all know, targetting high means you reach higher.
So plleeeasssee do donate! I'll tattoo the name of the highest bidder on my ass if i have to! And do tell every one you know!! Post on your blog, your facebook, tell your classmates, lecturers....etd
And if you want me to hitch in a banana costume just so you will donate $100, tell me. Or hitch in a pig costume for $1000, tell me also.
Every bit makes a difference. I might die out there, SO PLEASE DONATE!! Thank you muchlies.
vane farted at 10:15 AM
Saturday, January 12, 2008
What can I say, I get distracted easily....
...and I get drawn hot babes in dreadlocks (by the forces of Mother Nature) who sing and write well.
"i build each one of my songs
out of glass
so you can see me inside them
i suppose
or you could just leave the image of me
in the background, i guess
and watch your own reflection
superimposed"
"Come here
Stand in front of the light
Stand still
So I can see your silhouette
I hope
You have got all night
'Cause I'm not done looking
No, I'm not done looking yet"
...and I get drawn hot babes in dreadlocks (by the forces of Mother Nature) who sing and write well.
"i build each one of my songs
out of glass
so you can see me inside them
i suppose
or you could just leave the image of me
in the background, i guess
and watch your own reflection
superimposed"
"Come here
Stand in front of the light
Stand still
So I can see your silhouette
I hope
You have got all night
'Cause I'm not done looking
No, I'm not done looking yet"
vane farted at 6:56 AM
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Omg omg. *bimbo fit* I paid attention to my first lesson today!!! (At least for the first 30 minutes of it.) I'm so excited because what my lecturer said for the first 3 minutes ACTUALLY made sense!!! *more bimbo fits* And I'm actually going to tell you what he said, cos they were completely not related to economics. :D :D :D *flicks bimbo dreadlocks*
And so, there are two kinds of students at University -- the first are those who actually want to learn something; the second are those who just want that stamp on their forehead that says BSc Economics, University of Warwick.
Warwick makes us more "productive" in preparation for the "real world". Or not. The fact may actually be that Warwick is merely a screening process. Imagine a factory, in comes the raw material(students), then you get the workers who work on them (teachers), then you get the final stamp. The QC - Quality Check. First Class: BRILLIANT! Second Upper: Not Brilliant but ALMOST there. Second Lower: Really, just Lower. Third: Hmmm. Pass: I can pay you nuts and you wouldnt give a peep.
(The additional descriptions for degree classifications are complimentary from me.)
Sigh.
Yes people. I'm back in England. Where time passes slower and I sleep more (or not). I'm quite happy that time passes slower, at least I get more time to do more things I want to do, which I normally dont do in Singapore because time is minimal. But as time passes slower, I unfortunately have more time to sit around and draw up epic plans to quit school. (In the last phone call my dad made to me before I boarded the plane, he said "No quitting of school." Period.) I'm so bloody stubborn huh. But fact is, I have admitted to this fate (i seem to say this very often), and I am slightly determined to pass this stupidhypocriticalannoyingfuckinguseless degree. So that I can get that piece of paper and burn it.
*listens to Ayumi and paints my bimbotic nails.*
And so, there are two kinds of students at University -- the first are those who actually want to learn something; the second are those who just want that stamp on their forehead that says BSc Economics, University of Warwick.
Warwick makes us more "productive" in preparation for the "real world". Or not. The fact may actually be that Warwick is merely a screening process. Imagine a factory, in comes the raw material(students), then you get the workers who work on them (teachers), then you get the final stamp. The QC - Quality Check. First Class: BRILLIANT! Second Upper: Not Brilliant but ALMOST there. Second Lower: Really, just Lower. Third: Hmmm. Pass: I can pay you nuts and you wouldnt give a peep.
(The additional descriptions for degree classifications are complimentary from me.)
Sigh.
Yes people. I'm back in England. Where time passes slower and I sleep more (or not). I'm quite happy that time passes slower, at least I get more time to do more things I want to do, which I normally dont do in Singapore because time is minimal. But as time passes slower, I unfortunately have more time to sit around and draw up epic plans to quit school. (In the last phone call my dad made to me before I boarded the plane, he said "No quitting of school." Period.) I'm so bloody stubborn huh. But fact is, I have admitted to this fate (i seem to say this very often), and I am slightly determined to pass this stupidhypocriticalannoyingfuckinguseless degree. So that I can get that piece of paper and burn it.
*listens to Ayumi and paints my bimbotic nails.*
vane farted at 7:17 AM
