The plot in Figure 7 shows us...

OOPS! Wrong Page! That was supposed to be part of my formal lab report. I must have been really absorbed to it..

...the relationship between resistivity and temperature...

OOPS! Again! OK, I'm gonna stop now. :P

After hours of writing a lot of crap in my formal report (and I still have to write one short lab report tomorrow :|), I've decided to finally update my diary! So what's up with me?

I'm already here in Singapore, trying to survive with only little money left. To solve this little problem of mine, I have to spend a maximum of $6 a day for my meals. If I go beyond that limit, a particular someone has to slap me on the face. And this particular someone has been urging me lately to spend more than $6 a day so that she can finally slap me! But I won't let her; my face is too precious to be slapped. :P So you see how my plan works effectively? This way, I'll never spend more than what I'm supposed to spend.

OK OK. Back to my supposed topic.. Well what is it actually?

Oh yeah. So you thought you already know everything about me. Well not really. There are these minor details that I forgot to tell you. And I have to tell you now before they go out of my mind.

(1) I have a difficulty differentiating a 10 cent coin from a 20 cent coin. Yeah.. I'm that stupid. There was this one time when I was in Popular Bookstore buying something. Then it was already my turn to pay. I have to pay $2.95 in all. So I thought of disposing all my coins and instead of giving the cashier a $2 bill and a $1 coin, I decided to give her a $2 bill and a combination of 10 and 20 cent coins. And here's the funny but stupid part. When i got all the 10 and 20 cent coins from my coin purse, I was totally confused that I wasn't able to count them! Luckily, the lady cashier, who was already laughing, offered to help me count my coins. Then I heard some people on the queue laughing with her. So to hide the feeling of idiocy, I just laughed with them! What a great moment! :S The moment I got out of the store, I sweared to myself that i should learn how to differentiate a ten sen from a tweny sen. But now, I still haven't. Stupid me.

(2) I have weird dreams. Some of them involve children playing in a nipa hut, or a particular someone (again) falling into a deep drainage canal while biking. When I was little, I had this dream about the President of China visiting us and helping us in our household chores. He even offered to wash my clothes (including my underwear) that I felt so flattered. Hahaha! It was really weird. I also had this "childhood dream" where I was playing with a close friend outside the house. There was a huge storm that time, so all the trees were falling and we tried to avoid them using our special powers. Yeah, very weird. But I guess everyone of us has our own weird dreams. So I'm not really alone when it comes to dreaming weird.

(3) I am a bully. But at least I only bully in the house (and to some people in school). I bully my brothers A LOT. When my brother (the one next to me) watches TV, I dance infront of him, thus blocking the TV. My dances range from the Hey Mama Dance to the Sumusunod Sa Galaw Dance. At first he gets irritated and starts yelling at me (although he can't talk), but over time, he has learned to appreciate my efforts of entertaining him. Well actually, he just ignores my dances now. So I decided to improve my act and do crazy faces while singing and dancing infront of him. But he still ignores me. So I stopped. My little brother (8 yrs old now) is the ultimate victim of my craziness. Whenever he's playing, I try to mess things up. When he's playing airplanes on bed, I lie next to his toys and pretend to be the airport. Well, he accepts my offer to be the airport. That's when I start to mess with his airplane toys. Then he starts shouting at me. And that's the time I start laughing. Haha. There are also those times when he's playing that I constantly disturb him with my chants, like "Ibilin Ka! Ibilin Ka! Ibilin Ka!" (meaning "Iwan Ka Dito!" or "You'll be left here!"). Now that he's older, he already knows how to answer me back, like "Ngano diay? Molakaw diay ta? Dili!"("Why? Are we going out? No!"). But still I continue doing it. Well, it's just for the fun of it. :)

OK. that's all for now. I realized that I already wrote a lot. Now, I must go back to my formal lab report. Well, wish me luck!

Before I end, here's one really funny quote someone sent me:

"I cried because I had no shoes. Then I realized I had no feet. Then I really started screaming."-The Covert Comic

=D