Friday, October 26, 2007

WTF Moment 3

It's 9 45 at night and macho was messaging me to ask me if i wanted to go for some exchange program talk or something.

after one or two messages I said:

"hey i have to call my friend in Australia. Its her birthday in 15 minutes."

Then Macho being the genius she is replies:

"15 mins? you know the exact time she was born ... weird ..."

WTF MAN. EVER HEARD OF TIME DIFFERENCE AND BEING 2 HOURS AHEAD AND THE CLOCK STRIKING MIDNIGHT TO SIGNIFY ANOTHER DAY WHEN ITS A DIFFERENT TIME IN ANOTHER TIME ZONE??

stupid

Wake up Wake up

What are the first thoughts of the gang when they wake up in the morning?

Cho: "Hmm ... how should I annoy / piss off / trouble Rusty today?"

Jennie: "I wonder what Cho has decided today to annoy / piss off / trouble Rusty?"

Swan: No morning wake up thoughts. Because she hasn't gone to sleep and has been mugging the entire night.

Daren: "Shit ... I'm still alive. Now I have to go to school and mug again."

Chin: "Oh no ... My dream about trannies has ended."

Isaac: "Jennie better not want to go to that place to make me meet the waitress who gives me looks again."

Rusty: "Shit ... Who am i supposed to wake up today?"

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Macro Midterm

Our Macro midterm is on Wednesday. So today prof let us out of class 45 minutes early and if we wanted to we could stay back and ask him questions about the midterm. So since he never told us what the format was like or anything I thought I'd ask him.

Rusty: "Prof, whats the format for the midterm?"
Prof (giving me a cheeky smile): "The same type of questions as the practice problems on Vista."
Rusty: "How many questions?"
Prof: "I don't know."
Rusty: "Ohh so Prof Tan Swee Liang is setting the paper for us?"
Prof: "No I set the paper."
Rusty: "So you do know how many questions there are."
Prof: "No."

After that I gave up.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

My dad - the rebel

I've always wondered why I am so rebellious and don't like to do things the way I'm told and all. Well now I know. It's in my genes. This is a letter my dad sent to his parents and sister (Neelam) after his first year of college. He was stopping in Delhi and then going to Pune, where his parents had just moved. And his parents had instructed him to meet someone while he was in Delhi. Read on ...

"Dear Papa, Mama and Neelam,

I just received your letter. Thanks for sending it without any address or phone number on it so that I won't know where to send my reply. [note: letters were by post back then]

I will be going to Delhi next Thursday. I will be travelling by THIRD class and won't be using the first class ticket you bought me. My train will reach at 7 45 am and not 5 45 am since I'm travelling by a different train. I think the train name is Chakra Rail or something.

I will decide MYSELF what to do in Delhi. I may even choose not to meet the relatives you asked me to meet. I am old enough now for you not to treat me as a 6 month old baby. You can't control me from 2000 miles away. If I meet my relatives it will be out of my own choosing.

There is a big performance in school tomorrow. I am not going.

See you all soon.

Love,

Sanjiv."

What should I write about?

10 minutes ago I was in the mood to write on my blog once again.

But I couldn't think of anything to write about. Thats when I made the mistake - I asked Swanee to give me something to write about.

In those 10 minutes she gave me at least 50 topics. Now I don't know which one to write about and therefore I am back to square one.

Bleh.