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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Rants
Great! Just great! I bought a 2nd hand textbook from this girl who sold it in such a condition that isn't worth the price I got it for.



It's my weakest module, Econometrics and I seriously loathe even attending it's lectures. The lecturer-cum-tutor speaks SOOooo slowly. Tutorials though only held on alternate weeks, appears to resemble a soldier going for war, fighting courageously in order to emerge a survivor from the ordeal. Ok all except the courageously describes me, that is. I shield my head from sight whenever it's questions time, wishing fervently that it isn't my turn each time it's someone's turn to present the answers. This screams YOU ARE SUCH A COWARD!



Anyway, that's not the point. The point is, I EVEN BOUGHT THE WRONG BOOK!



I don't dare to go toilet because there is a ful-fledged cockroach residing in there. Time to ask Mr Bin to eradicate unwelcomed pests Mr Bin to the rescue!