Thursday, 12th of April. 3:34 pm. Eastern hemisphere. Continent of Asia. 1 degree N of the equator. City-state of Singapore. Civic District. Singapore Management University. Li Ka Shing Library, 2nd floor, group study area, back wall. Curled up in a big chair, just...waking...up...I have a final in 1 hour, 26 minutes, to complete a term's work in Analysis of Equity Investments. 2 hours, open note, quantitative problem solving using concepts from the course. Pass/fail, like all the rest in the bevy of the deliverables under an exchange student's charge. Funny how classes at home receive varying amounts of focus and effort, but regardless, the thought of a B- is hard to swallow, and failure would almost require determination and more effort. Funnier how failure seems like a possibility now that my primary goal is not to. Funnier still is that 70% is a C- and all I need to pass every class for credit, I could receive any grade higher than a 60% on each of my exams to earn above a C-, I can nearly do that with my eyes closed, SMU grades on a curve, and I'm in the LIBRARY. STUDYING. This is futile. Not because it won't help, but because it doesn't matter. I could ramble all day about this, but the reason I'm rambling in the library and not rambling around MacRitchie Park through the canopy walk is because the small percent of my personality that qualifies as Type B is in stark contrast to the remaining Midwestern-work-ethic-infused academic. Outcome: passively combat productivity for days on end, and pass the term.
In unrelated news, I must comment that Jen Barger and my sister are the two funniest people in the world this week. Jen's Facebook status said, "Say what you want about the US, but $13 buys a lot of mice." I thought this was utterly hilarious as it implied the most preposterous metric for measuring a nation's greatness. And particularly relevant right now as I struggle to put forth a front of patriotism (waning since November, 2000) to my wonderfully feisty Canadian peers! George W. what? Let's talk mice. My sister also made the list as she signed an e-mail using 2 common elements of an e-mail closing: her name (in this case, "K1" in reference to being the first child in our family with a K-name, and it doesn't take physics to guess that I am K2) and a heart formed of the side-carrot (<) and the number 3. So it looked like this: <3K1. Then, in parentheses, the wrote (that's "less than three-thousand one.") and left it at that. I found this more than amusing...nearly side-splitting. And while you may be sniffing sarcasm in my conservatively-punctuated dryly verbose explanations, you are wrong my friend, wrong. I have found myself quoting and laughing these two silly geese for a few days now, and seem to be lonely in my amusement. Regardless, I hope you too will think of these instances over the next week and have a little chuckle at vermin and inequalities. To close this paragraph in the least logical way, a fellow student's cell phone just rang the tune of Super Mario Land on the green-screen Gameboy, you know the little ditty they play when you're waiting for Bowser to rear his ugly head and fight? Yup, that's the one.
And now, the breaking news update:
Thailand still doesn't like Singapore.
Singapore wants to pay its ministers more. This is controversial.
Malaysia wants to overcharge for its water, so Singapore will combat this with an ambitious purification process that turns toilet water to Evian.
Shares of the Singaporean bank DBS can be purchased via ATM.
Asia is HUGE.
Patricial Dunn had cancer during the HP pretexting scandal...that must've been a crappy few months.
Mee Goreng: fried noodles. Nasi Lemak: fat rice. How am I just learning this now?
Final in 34 minutes.
Wish me luck getting more than a 60...<3K2 (that's less than three-thousand two).
Besos y pesos.
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