I am a drama magnet.
Well, at least when it comes to group projects. I seem to attract the weirdest and most complicated group members in my projects in school.
If you have not read about my experience last year with my SEA group, do check it out here.
This post is about my philo group this semester, and the drama that has occurred. Here's a sneak preview:
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Thursday, 23 February 2012
Tuesday, 21 February 2012
Writing Stuff and Statistics
I recently joined Insomniac as a writer, an online publication spearheaded by students from my faculty, FASS. I joined for two reasons - I needed some CCA to speak of, and I like to write.
Since then, I've written two articles: "How to Survive a Date with an Arts Student" and "How to Survive Recess Week", which were published on the Insomniac website.
Both articles (and probably all my future articles) are not serious articles - they do not really provide genuine dating tips (well, besides a few at the end) or anything. They are light-hearted articles in which I infuse my own brand of wit and sarcasm and satire and whatever else I have.
What took me by surprise was how much of an impact they had. I wouldn't go so far as to say they were 'popular', that just seems to be some sort of boast, but perhaps I could just present the stats:
Since then, I've written two articles: "How to Survive a Date with an Arts Student" and "How to Survive Recess Week", which were published on the Insomniac website.
Both articles (and probably all my future articles) are not serious articles - they do not really provide genuine dating tips (well, besides a few at the end) or anything. They are light-hearted articles in which I infuse my own brand of wit and sarcasm and satire and whatever else I have.
What took me by surprise was how much of an impact they had. I wouldn't go so far as to say they were 'popular', that just seems to be some sort of boast, but perhaps I could just present the stats:
Sunday, 19 February 2012
Szehong's 21st Birthday
Today was my girlfriend's 21st birthday, and I know some of you have been asking me what on earth I have been planning, so I'm going to blog about it briefly here!
At the stroke of midnight, I posted this on her Facebook wall:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPOHS5vjW1E&feature=youtu.be
(Just a 1 minute video of me wishing her happy birthday and singing her happy birthday, with blooper reel. WARNING: My singing is bad)
So that was just the birthday wish.
And as for the main concept of the present, it was to give her an experience, not just a single present. Thus I termed it 'The Princess Treatment' (yes yes, cliche, corny, blabla), in which I would be pampering her with presents and stuff.
The experience basically consisted of 21 unique presents, such as chocolate, her favourite food, her favourite drink, a necklace, a song (specially written for her), lunch and dinner, etc. I compiled everything into a little booklet and used it as an 'itinerary guide' for today, revealing to her one at a time what the present was. Throughout the booklet was little messages I had to tell her, accompanied with photos of us which I printed.
At the stroke of midnight, I posted this on her Facebook wall:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPOHS5vjW1E&feature=youtu.be
(Just a 1 minute video of me wishing her happy birthday and singing her happy birthday, with blooper reel. WARNING: My singing is bad)
So that was just the birthday wish.
And as for the main concept of the present, it was to give her an experience, not just a single present. Thus I termed it 'The Princess Treatment' (yes yes, cliche, corny, blabla), in which I would be pampering her with presents and stuff.
The experience basically consisted of 21 unique presents, such as chocolate, her favourite food, her favourite drink, a necklace, a song (specially written for her), lunch and dinner, etc. I compiled everything into a little booklet and used it as an 'itinerary guide' for today, revealing to her one at a time what the present was. Throughout the booklet was little messages I had to tell her, accompanied with photos of us which I printed.
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