Yesterday night was a shitty night, went to play battlefield 2 again with my church friends at cineleisure L9 (in which actually I don’t quite like playing it, as it gets boring after a while playing the same few small maps and getting killed so often,…rather play RTS). so when I got bored, I decided to try wc3 on battle.net. eeks dota, control one person where got fun. play normal base-management nicer. wonder why people don’t like 😐 Then we went cafe cartel for a drink and chat, which was quite alright. I wanted to take the last train home, but was pressured to stay. In the end, we did nothing much, just walked along orchard, seeing loads of taxis racing along the road as if in a game (seriously, there were ONLY taxis and no other forms of vehicles); then some of them wanted to play BF AGAIN! boring -_- but I got no choice. and it sucked cos my com crushed halfway, and I didn’t really frag much. and then took cab home with chris d. hmm spend 5x more money just to play a few minutes of BF…worth it? nah. if play generals, dawn of war, or some other RTS game, I won’t mind. I hope I don’t play BF again. and at least not at that late hour. waste taxi fare, waste sleep also. came home at 2.30am. then later cannot wake up in time for church service how?
Ok, enough of rumbling.
Oops, I think not yet. I need to rant some more. about NTU that is. After going 1st service alone, I went the NTU talk alone. Saw tiffany, tianyu and tianying going off. Then I went inside the comm studies talk alone. What a place to hold talks! Hotel Intercontinental…the corridor is so freaking small, then the ballroom is so small and squeezy. Have to slowly wade in. Then no space, so I went to sit in front on the floor alone. And thus I listened to the talk on communication studies and then art design and media. Somehow, this first impression of NTU isn’t very good. Okay, maybe it’s considered second impression of NTU now, after the Camp ITAC experience.
Firstly, the comm studies speaker is some ang moh female doctorate, but she doesn’t know how to alt-enter and full screen the intro video. Secondly, they used a fujitsu laptop, notorious for its VGA output switching problems. Thirdly, the video played was a lousy VCD quality resolution I think, which is really blur on the projector. I thought they should be professional enough to play a DVD version? Or better yet, use a WMV? =p Okay lah, the content of the video wasn’t so bad.
The second art design and media talk was more boring cos only one ang moh guy speaking all the way. and the slides were very simply designed, unlike the cool style flash of the school of comm info (SCI which some confused as CSI…). However, there was one lady who talked about admissions and taught us how to lie during interviews: “Like if you are asked, do you like to read? You can’t say you do and then say you’re not reading any book right? Simply imagine some book and lie about it!” haha. And thus after all these, I can conclude that NTU is still very lousy. and poor poly people can only exempt a few modules out if they take the degree course. singapore universiti lousy (though according to some international rankings, they ain’t?). over at NUS, the comm studies one is more theory-based. SMU no media course lah.
So after listening to the 2 talks alone, I squeezed out of the hotel ballroom, and decided to walk around Parco Bugis alone. Haven’t been there for a long time, some of the shops are quite interesting, including a section called EDGE which had many small shops like Heeren/Far East those hip punk kind. very cool. maybe next time when I have a makeover, can do some shopping there.
After that, since it’s so near, decided to pop by the National Library alone. I borrowed a book, and decided to go home and rest. Popped by McDonald’s to buy a double cheeseburger so that I can have a quick lunch alone on the walk to the MRT.
What a lonely day. Come home kena scolded by mum for staying out so late last night. I knew it! it was not worth the stay. Not as if I went partying or clubbing. Only playing stupid BF!
So this is a typical sunday of how I waste my ‘freedom’ away, as they say. Two months more before my freedom is stripped away. Yet I’m not really having fun yet, no long hair, no clubbing, not much playing-a-ful. haha. not that I define those as fun. whatever. yawn.
I need to get fitter,
hipper, funkier and cooler.And I hate the lonely crowd syndrome…
He whom the Son sets free is free indeed.