ble'-vee

Boiling-liquid expanding-vapour explosion (BLEVE, pronounced ble'-vee).

I thought to myself, "Gee, this is what Blanche Devereaux would name her child", which just demonstrates the lasting impact Golden Girls has on me.

Considering the time and I'm still at ble'-vee, the ganjiong spider is going to appear soon.

The Case of the Yips

It was as if the prof had emptied his MCQ vault and next year he would have to rob someone else's to set the paper unless he does not mind plagiarizing his own.

There were X (X felt like > 1,000,000) number of MCQs, but how would I know? The questions were numbered in Roman numerals, and frankly I had neither sufficient knowledge nor patience to count. So after attempting a few questions I had to flip back a few pages to remind myself that there were that many questions left, the clock was ticking, THINK, woman, THINK!

I complained to the girls and Michele said "We're not living in the Roman era". Darn right, this is the 21st century where a family can fake the disappearance of a child for a reality TV show (child got carried away by a hot air balloon- how exciting!), and I am not Julius Caesar.

All I want is a B++, and to keep the DDP alive.

There are times when I feel this way...



...like now.

Things have been breaking down of late:

1. Bicycle tyre puncture x 2
2. Printer malfunctioning
3. Unresponsive keyboard " d" key
4. Table lamp bulb burn out
5. My poor body - was down with fever, and I still have phlegm :(
6. Accidentally melted part of a favourite piece of clothing while ironing
   

Thankfully these things can be mended or replaced, or simply ignored for some time:

1. The same tyre punctured twice in 3 weeks. Got it fixed the first time, will get it done again soon.
   
2. Did some (gentle) tugging of stuck paper and lots of praying that the printer head was still intact. The phrase "but teacher, the dog ate my homework!" comes to mind. Said printer works beautifully without any hiccups now :)
3. Brought Flubdub all the way to Sim Lim Square to have it checked and the diagnosis: nothing wrong. I can finally type "dumbass" instead of "umbass".
4. Was a little worried- have not seen any DIY shop around. Housemate suggested trying the hardware shop close to school and it stocked the suitable bulb in white!
5. Some panadol and sporadic rest. Lots of porridge and TLC :D
   
6. Fortunately clothing is patterned, so melted area is not too visible unless under scrutiny.
   

While it's alright for certain stuff to reach its expiry/sell-by/maturity/non-operational date/period, there is a particular thing that is sacred and should be preserved at all costs.

Let this be a reminder of how precariously close I came to losing it.

I have been having a special sense of endearment towards this new layout ever since I had the background changed.

Today, it finally dawned upon me. The new theme has the same background colour as HYSYS's simulation environment.

What's not to love? ;)

I want to explode and emit a stream of words from my mouth that make even a grown man blush.

You and your secrets are impossible.

Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?

Oh, my cred! It could have been catastrophic.