when engineers are bored

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

hi andrew

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

me and ys have come up with something silly

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

oh, r u and YS drunk or sleepy??

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

hahah

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

coz ys supposed to jio me before i come and jio you

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

and ys will only come and jio me after yh jio him

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

hahahah

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

so basically the chain is yh>ys>me>you>sy

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

so if abel comes to look for you

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

right

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

tell him he must go jio yh to start the chain reaction

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

but i told YH that i'll jio him after u all jio me!!

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

hahaha

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

so it's cyclic!

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

HAHHAHAHA

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

this is getting funny

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

i like it

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

hahah. this protocol is flawed!

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

we need sequence numbers!

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

no!

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

the sequence numbers are cyclic too right?

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

hahah

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

0123401234...

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

so we need to fix the window sizes?

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

hahah

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

hmm i don't know

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

but apparently the problem we're facing here is that of an infinite loop

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

yesh! shld we make an appointment w Lars? i think this needs an external consultant

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

think we need Ethereal to solve it

päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87. says:

hmm alright.. i'll go email him now.

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

ok, good idea. tell him to make sure he gets Ethereal to work properly first before we see him

&dru :: from age to age He stands, and time is in His hands, beginning and the end, beginning and the end... says:

else we'll need to wait for him

poems war!

ys was bored. so he wrote a poem on his msn nick, following after abel's poetic nicks.

ys said:
exam tomorrow
joy and sorrow
i will prevail
living in denial

i said:
cookie, cookie
going loopy
lithography?
rather eat cookie

ys said:
gracie gracie
don't be lazy
too much cookie
make you fatsy
lithography
though a mystery
two weeks it's history
onwards you and your fantasy

and then abel came back from gambling after losing some money at blackjack. so ys and i decided to irritate him by:

ys said:
abel gambled
lost and mumbled
exams fumbled
all is jumbled

i said:
able abel
went to gamble
but not capable
at the table!

ys said:
copycattie
feeling dreamy
don't wanna study
only write something crappy

abel said:
some have luck
but i suck
some people copy
don't have originality

and thus, ys and i teamed up against abel...

i said:
abel the loser
lacking power
losing his temper
turning sour!

ys said:
poems that don't rhyme
sounds bad and is not fine
like candlelight without wine
singing using handsign

i said (i like this one the best though):
struggling with style
your poems are just too dull
you're behind by a mile
give up, it's futile!

ys said:
the war is expanding
mervyn also join in
let's see what he's writing
other than his dirty thinking!

mervyn said:
part of abel's faction
though slow in traction
despite a minority fraction
we are strong in action

and sensing that yh is not joining the poem war when his nick said 'i'm not poetic'

mervyn said:
yh the highest cap
yet slow in tact
only know how to shit
and throw a random fit

and abel not liking mervyn's accompany in his faction

abel said:
talent i have
friends don't deny
alone i stand
merv's not a fan

i said:
someone's proud
and he speaks loud
think he can draw a crowd
even when he's out

abel said:
it's not defeat
just smell my feet
i no need to prove
knowing you can't groove

so since abel kicked mervyn out of the alliance, the war became that with one faction - the hcjc gang, and the other faction - abel the MAN. that's 5 against 1! but abel, you asked for it. bleh.

mervyn said:
the dilemma at hand
blood thru my glands
shall it be abel the man
or the hcjc gang

finally yh came up with something

yh said:
lack of drive
sick of life
perhaps one day i'll thrive
but mervyn, i know you're deprive

mervyn to me:
grace give face
s3 deface
please buck up
and make the rest bochap

ys said:
war of poems
forming alliance
abel no swear allegiance
death in vengence

mervyn said:
my allegiance is questioned
asked of my bastion
should i be the rebel
and follow able abel

and the best one to end the night is... *drum rolls*

sy said:
noobs trying to rhyme
thinking they still have time
exam on 29th
the day they die

okay... that signals the end of the war. i don't wanna die on the 29th.

in the midst of lithography, wafer processing and what-have-yous

semiconductor technology isn't easy, especially with all those weird unexplanable equations from ole hansen. i'm beginning to wonder how i ended up going into microelectronics. i think i copied my friend's specialization choice... as usual. heh. and as i was looking through the fyp proposals and 'stalking' profs biographies and research interests while trying to predict which projects are offered by the better profs, i started to ponder (again) where i'll be and what i'll do when i graduate. but this time i don't really feel like copying others' choices. so many things have changed since i entered uni, and more after being on sep. in uni i've met a couple of people who influenced and inspired me greatly, and on sep it's the forced circumstance of independence.
well, during every exam period i always think of one person. it's hard to admit but it's my ee2007 lab ga. yeah THAT one. haha. it is already one year since he provoked me with his complacency and yet my msn nick still says 'päwz2zprίηt - 4.90>4.87.'. pretty amusing to recall how we tried to show off to each other then. but i think that spurred me to do better in the subsequent semesters and also that's probably why i think of him when i'm studying. but apart from his puffed up effrontery, he sincerely shared with me about he wants to achieve in life and told me that i shld also plan for the future.
so what do i really want?
i don't know. there're so many choices. i could stay in a stable job, get married and have kids, like any typical singaporean. i could be falling asleep on some nanowires and transistors, with research papers strewn all over the place. or i could be attending some conference, or lecturing, or...
*please pause for a moment of silence*
still studying my lithography and wafer processing notes. good luck to me. sigh.

ANOTHER PARTY?!!

PLEASE GIVE ME A SHOT GUN NOW. I AM GOING TO SHOOT EVERY SINGLE PERSON THAT'S PARTYING IN MY CONTAINER. THEY SCREAM AND SHOUT AND SLAM THE DOOR AND STOMP THE GROUND. COME ON IT'S THE EXAM PERIOD AND IT'S 2AM!!!

some statistics to let you understand the intensity of irritation:
earthquake richter magnitude: 5.5
noise pollution level: 47 decibels
what i can hear from my room: the polish guy in my container got pissed off again (first time being the same spanish party a week ago). he shouted at them, the spaniards shouted back. he got really angry and slammed his door and went out. i admire his guts and i respect him.

*muttermuttergrumble*

*mutter* - is a secret. shan't blog abt it.
*mutter* - stoopid hotel luxia (our accoms in paris) tell me that they charge us a wrong price. want to get more money from us. emailed to scold them:

Hi,
I have booked the hotel according to the reliablility of the information you provided. Since you have previously given me, and with proof from the hostelworld booking website, that I should pay the price of 24.33 euros for 5 nights and 1.00 euros for the night of 7 June, I believe you should uphold the integrity of the information that is previously agreed upon. Thus, I insist on paying the original price of 24.33 euros for 5 nights and 1.00 euros on the night of 7 June. Please understand my point of view and my interest in staying in your hotel.
Thanks and regards,

Grace Thng

*grumble* - more like *take shot gun and shoot whoever's partying in container u* shout and scream and slam the kitchen door umpteen times. force me to go bldg341. i wonder when i can go back?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG AND WHY IS EVERYONE IRRITATING ME TODAY???!!!

@341

i am so so bored... can't seem to study in dtu. even going to the famous mugger hideout bldg341 doesn't help. *sobz*

a beautiful sunrise

it is 6.01am. i am back from lyngby station after sending daren off. we rushed to the train station after realizing that he is behind schedule, so deja vu... heh. walking to lyngby station was easy, but walking back to campus village seemed difficult. fortunately i had the company of a beautiful sunrise right ahead of me. the weather was cool, and the warm sunshine lightened my steps. and along the road flowers were in their full bloom. even the trees celebrated the early morning with their tiny white flowers. the new leaves have also grown out. everything is so fresh and reviving especially for someone who didn't sleep the whole night.
good morning world. i love your warm glow, your optimistic life, and your way of telling me it's gonna be okay.

when a good friend leaves

it's 2.43am now. daren is sleeping, but i've decided to stay awake so that i can get him up at 4am for his flight back to singapore. so noble of me? nah... he just came back from hamburg a while ago and told me that he didn't sleep for two nights.
feeling a bit sian that my 'sister' is leaving. no more heart-to-heart talks about people, about life and about work, no more 'love guru' to analyse things for me, and no more buddy to share my burden or take care of me. it's amazing how our friendship was forged so strong (despite the gossips). well, i'm glad that i've found a great friend.
what goes on after this is unknown. but i'm happy with all the memories. tak for det!
goodbye to you my trusted friend
we've known each other since we were nine or ten
together we've climbed hills and trees
learned of love and abc's
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
we had joy, we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song like the seasons
have all gone

event log

0000hrs
it's midnight! and i spent that 'turning point' in the databar! the proof is as shown:
0100hrs
went back to campus village and the container party was still on. ys treated me to a pizza cum pizza bread dinner, and sang me happy birthday in english and chinese! how cute of him. haha.

0200hrs
the commotion outside the containers have not subsided. i kinda begin to dislike parties. my definition of a party is one that has more than 50 people, lots of beer, >45 decibels of noise and self-induced insanity. the europeans term 'party' in a different way. cooking up for dinner among your friends is also counted as a party to them. but the on-going party is a wretched havoc. people shouting and screaming, storming through containers and messing up kitchens. it was a stark contrast to the peaceful morning i had. maybe i'm growing up too fast haha. but somehow the finer bits of my life always seem to be enjoyed alone, or rather like i always say, with me, myself and i. so under the warm glow of my lamp, i made myself an earl grey, had a good moment with God and await for another peaceful morning.
nitenite world. life's a blah. maybe coz you're around.

0800hrs
had a nice long chat with mom and dad. i love them so much! after being away from them i guess i've learnt to treasure this relationship.

1230hrs
bday wishes and hugs from maria and ainhoa!

1500hrs
a large bunch of red and yellow tulips from abel! so sweet! they smell really nice.

1700hrs
chocolate from edwin!
fragrance from andrew! i haven't opened it though, but i like its scent.

1730hrs
alessandro gave me a daffodil! *melts*

1830hrs
i was asked to a sumptious dinner with yh, sy, ys and abel. nice food they've prepared, a huge improvement from how things were like a few months ago. haha. thanks guys, you make me feel great! i got a card from the finnish people. wow they're really quite nice. heh. i also got my pressie from sy and ys, which seemed more like a pressie for themselves though. it was a pair of table tennis rackets. so after dinner we decided to 'work out' by playing table tennis. i originally wanted to study but i end up playing with them. yh became my teacher, and i hope i didn't disgrace him. haha.

2300hrs
back to campus village to book the hostels for prague. daren wanted to bluff me that he can't get back to dtu in time for his flight, but somehow i didn't fall for it. heh. he came back with a pressie for me, and that managed to beat the 4 min remnants of my birth day coz he gave it to me at 2356hrs. dunno what it is yet, coz i'm only supposed to open it when he's not around. we had some german pastry, this bread with icing and jam. very nice. and of course, a 13% red wine which made us a bit dizzy. but i have to stay up the whole night so that i can send him off at 4am tmr morning...

another one!

chocolate cake from sn!

countdown

another chocolate from yh!

early birthday goodies?

today is 1st may. but i'm already getting my bday pressies!!! whee~
dinner was nicely prepared by daren, with the pre-marinated (he cheated lor) chicken and kangkong, served along with a bottle of french red wine. the wine was sweet on the tip of the tongue but with an after-taste of blah blah blah... sorry i'm never able to fake an uppity image. haha.
then at night, andrew sent me an msn msg saying, 'hey grace, let me know when you're back. i've got a surprise for you!' well i thot it's 31028 or 02202 related, but he popped by my room presenting me with a pot of daisies! how sweet!
then i heard another knock on my door. it was rajib, my pakistani neighbour in container u. he asked, 'is it your birthday today? i heard some guy saying that at your door just now.' so he's been eavesdropping me! i got a bar of chocolate as my compensation, i mean my present. haha. i clarified with him that my birthday is on sunday but he wished me anyway.
what nice surprises to tuck me to bed tonight!

container u rocks!

the girls with shisha. deadly!
members of container u after a romantic container dinner.