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Sunday, September 10, 2006

it's seriously mentally draining after an entire week of tests. see this, four tests, with only the midweek break. and i'm currently, at 1.35am, on Sunday morning, trying to work my ass off to get the powerpoint presentation done, which is obviously due on Monday.

In the same group as 4 asians of the same nationality. It's for you to interpret if this is a good or bad thing. Good in an abstract way - if i should say that i love working it MY way. went to vevey for the project, and i have one useless member who decided to be useful for once - by paying the cab fare. he should be so fuckingly thankful if he gets the mark. and i would be fuckingly disgruntled if he screws this up. i still want to graduate with honours, knowing that he would just want to graduate - if he can, that is.

i sound like a freaking elitist now. i know. i never wanted to be like that. but in a world of prince and princesses, who are smart, rich and good looking. you simply have to be more competitive. knowing that im financially and physically less comparable to them, the only way i can make up to it, of course, would be in terms of *snap - the mind. they can smoke their way through of course, saying how easy the test was and scoring an average score of 6/10 or something. glad enough, i hit my target, beyond my 8/10 was a 9.5 instead. and that, was for accounting. hahahas* AMAZING. GASP people gasp.

and the next thing you know, i'm gonna screw up for the rest of my papers. principles of fNb, hotel operations, Info tech and of course my hotel ops presentation. Speaking of which, i have to thank Mr. Ehret for making my bad-enough day worse. i woke up 10mins before his paper, because i had coffee the night before and i couldn't sleep till 2+am.

i submitted my paper.
he looked at it and went:
"When do you eat Christmas Pudding?"
"Huh?"
"When, do YOU, eat CHRISTMAS PUDDING?"
-momentary pause-
"OH!!!! FUCK!!! ... MR. EHRET PLEEEEAAASEEEE!!!"
"*shakes head* happily walking away..."

that was it. i wrote the wrong date for my menu. yet again, i should be thankful that i'm one of the few who he even bothered asking. because, NO ONE ELSE WROTE THE DATE. ohmygawd. i have nothing to say. and i have fantastic classmates who walked out of the exam hall immediately half an hour, which was when we could start leaving after completing the paper. i have no idea if that was an optimistic signal. that was it. gone for my principles of fNb. and i bumped into Mr. Ehret when i was at vevey buying my swatch watch together with Chen Lin. i chose the watch that his son chose for me. hahahas* so sorry to his daughter. if Mr. Ehret didn't call out to me, i wouldn't have seen him. He probably called out to me to remind me how badly i've done for the test, hence, signalling to me that i shouldn't even purchase that watch. WOW. i'm so dead. goodbye to being an elitist. goodbye honours degree.

everything is fine for now. other than some unbearable habits that one of those in my closest clique has. but i have to clarify this, it has never occured to me that she is in my closest clique. she just HAPPENED to always be with my closest clique. i sound so mean. let me sound more saint. she just descended from heaven to bless my clique with fun joy PISS and laughter. Okie, i'm just bitchy for every reason there is.

school advisory board came for the school visit on Friday, and we all had to be prim and proper. unfortunately, i had lunch in Bellevue, which simply means that there was a HIGH possibility for me to bump into them while having lunch. after being seated, starting on my starters, i began to APPRECIATE the strategic location i was in - ENCIRCLED by ALL THE ADVISORY BOARD members. OHMYGAWD. kill me. behind me - school director, campus director, all the directors i could find at the council meeting, and more. of course, plus those who dumped the money into the school to help build our school reputation. go around Switz, everyone goes GLION hotel school! ohhhhh. ohmygawd. and they go like SO FAMOUS and school fees is like WOOWWW. wow thanks man.

everyone is proud to be part of the school. being ranked 2nd/3rd in the world isn't something i can ever imagine. the school reminds us practically every single moment about how prestigious we are, how magnificent it is to be in the school - which i don't deny. and how prim and proper we have to look each day, in our suits and heels. how tiring. anyways, i gotta go collect my laundry first, and continue with my project. i will update again after i finish my project.

oh yes, You are my motivation. No matter how abstract your reasoning was, it did make some sense. =)

Charmaine.@5:55 AM
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