Q: How do to deal with examinations head-on?

A: Use your head la.

Yup. Not only it's random, but it's senseless as well. This is stress, taken to a whole new level.

Exams exist for some reasons.

1. To approximate how little you slept during lectures and tutorials.

2. It's a signal for you to clear the lectures notes and tutorials off your table (either by keeping it for your future juniors or make a campfire out of it) to make way for the future lecture notes and tutorials to come.

3. It's the only time where NTU will be too quiet. So strange the phenomena it should be a tourist attraction (wth).

4. To find out how bonded are you with Facebook.

5. To make sure that your calculator will not rust because of infrequent usage.

6. To express regrets over yourselves for choosing this particular course.

7. It's the only time where random blog posts seem to make sense.

8. It's the only time where you noticed the existence of your lecture notes.

I wished I could think of more reasons, but my mind is full of "C plus plus", "C plus plus", "C plus plus".

And nope, I'm not measuring my chest size.

Randomness is Unevitable

Hey hey!
*note: random greeting*

Let me present a theory:

Law of Randomness.

If one is being under an external force or stress, one will produce

randomness (either in verbal, action, just thinking, etc.)

with the magnitude equal to that of an external force or stress applied.

For example, if the examinations are approaching, lame jokes are frequently heard all over the campus. Or somebody is bound to do something random, like winking at the professor during lectures or showing peace sign and middle finger alternately at bus drivers. Or just thinking about when the world has finally come to the end, what will your favourite food be.

The art of randomness isn't hard to master. In FACT, it is the FACT of life. (no pun intended)

Ha ha ha. It's damn sad to be laughing alone in this blog post.

Random joke:

What do you get if you asked a Transformer to wait a little longer?

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Translator!!!

(Get it? Trans-Later)

I used to have other Transformer jokes in my old blog post here.

In fact, I have many other random blog post during my pre-STPM days.

Here's one.

Here's another one.

Here's another one too.

Here's another one three... (Heck, I didn't know I was that random last time)

Hear me out.

*wind blow*

Exams are coming!!!

And yet I'm tied down by lab's formal report!!!

*brain dead*

For this, I need to say something random.


7 Ways to Kill Time When You're Not Studying:

1. Visit YouTube.com. Type "random" in the search bar and hope that something random will pop up. Advisable to keep going to the next page of search results until there's isn't any more page to go. Then start realizing that you didn't watch any videos at all.

2. Eat ChipsMore while Facebooking. It is productive to do so because both hands are being used in the process. The right hand holds the mouse to scroll down the website whereas the left hand holds the cookie to be shoved into your mouth.

3. Keep counting the number of fingers you have, to make sure it stays at ten. It is essential to do so because there is a chance that your fingers will disappear at any moment. Bermuda Triangle might exist in certain part of your room. And who knows, you might grow one extra finger, and you won't be able to show your middle finger to anyone (since there won't be a middle finger in even numbers of fingers in a hand).

4. Scream your neighbour's name in high pitch. Then notice the noise of the shifting of his/her chair. Predict how the chair is being shifted. This will train your analytical mind.

5. Keep note the number of door slams in 5 minutes. Then multiply it by 5 to see if the product is equal to 17. If it does, start running away.

6. Visit YouTube.com again. This time, start from the last page of the search results.

7. Go visit FMyLife.com. Rant about how much time is being wasted reading this post.


Yes. My super random mind is coming back to haunt me. Just like my STPM days.

Randomness is my nature. Don't blame me. Blame mother nature. (wth?)