I'm Back!!!!! Finally, after a year's work, my fyp was finally submitted. This is by far the toughest and most tedious project/module of the whole 3 year course. So what exactly is FYP?
According to Goh (2005), FYP is Final Year Pain. Alternatively, FYP is also the process by which you Fool Your Professor (Choo, 2005). However, more accurately, FYP is Final Year Project in short. It is submitted to Nanyang Business School, Nanyang Technological University in partial fulfillment of the degree of Bachelor of Accountancy. A misconception by Lim (2005) is that FYP stands for F*** Your Partner. Maybe it only applies to his project.
References Goh, Ryan Q. H., 2005, Living the Hip Hop Life, Blogspot Press. Choo, Yi Ping, 2005, My Paper Heart, Blogspot Press. Lim, Teck Wee, 2005, MSN Nick.
This FYP has really been the bane of my university life. It has been pure torture and misery exacerbated as the deadline drew closer. The worst part of the FYP definitely is the editing to bring the word count within the word limit of 7000. My first draft had a word count that stood at 10000. Slowly, we brought it down to 9500, then to 9000, and much struggle, we gave up at 8500. Not only did we exceed the word limit, our report was 2 times thicker than most FYPs. The usual length people had was about 60 pages. Mine was 118 pages, due to the fat appendices behind.
Anyway, it was a mad rush on the final day when we were due to submit the report to our tutor. The night before, I tried to reduce the word count once more and also proof read the entire report (all 118 pages). I nearly went blind staring at the computer screen the whole night, and almost went crazy after I found many errors. Just when I thought it was the end of all the problems once it was done, Microsoft decided to show us some face colour. We had just 1 landscape page in the whole report. And suddenly, Word didn't allow us to apply the landscape setting to that page alone! Instead, whatever pages after it all became landscape! We tried to tweak the settings for quite some time and for a moment, the file even seemed like it corrupted. It really stressed me out man! When it was finally solved, the lab printer decided to show pattern. First, the page numbers of certain pages didn't appear. Next, we realised the headers had problems also. Then, when printing colour pages (60 cents per page!), my intelligent group mate Teckie sent the wrong pages to the printer. Rah!
The result?
The pile on the left is my report (2 copies), while the one on the right is......ROUGH PAPER. Bloody hell, wasted so much money and paper. Poor trees. Anyway, these are my FYP mates...Teck Ann (aka Teckie or Annie) and Boon Siong (aka Boonie but not Siongie).
But anyways, its over and that's all that matters. Or is it? Seems as though FYP is something that is part and parcel of our lives. We have been having FYP since young, and we will be having more FYP to come in later parts of our lives. Well, I know I've had loads of FYPs in my life so far......
My first FYP came when I was in Primary 4. I used to take the MRT home myself after school. However, my pri school (ACJS) was in newton, so every week I would make have a rendezvous at Lucky Plaza where I visited my favourite comic store. It was the time where I was caught in the craze of collecting marvel/DC comics and basketball cards. Every monday, I would get my weekly pocket money and I would go there after school and blow it all on those stuff (which on retrospect I feel is dumb, unless I can sell one of my comics for $100,000 next time). So anyway, this resulted in my carrying out my first ever FYP: Fooling Your Parents. They didn't know until they found my stash of comic and cards somewhere in my room.
Later on when I went on to Primary 6, the next FYP struck me like a bombshell. It happened one fine day, when I least expected. Woke up that morning, went to the toilet, and FYP!! Found (out) You've Pubes! I was at a loss. Should I feel excited? Or should I feel scared that I'd be a hairy ape soon? I didn't know. But anyway, it wasn't much of a fuss in the end. I knew it was coming sooner or later since it was a hot topic of discussion in class. It was probably that age where we boys were excited, or maybe its just my friends (eg. Darrell Ee) who kept talking about the "forest" or this other guy having an "Amazon Forest". Anyway, nothing to fuss about, especially something that's so natural. Wonder why a certain ping wants to go Brazilian? Show who sia?
Soon, as all boys grow up, they will naturally take up this FYP. So since its probably not that taboo a topic, and I assume my readers are all 18 and above, this FYP is "Fondling Your Pepe". Yes yes, the phase of self-discovery and friends talk about it, or in the other cases, show it! (that fateful sec 1 rugby camp that JON said was what made us all gel so well) Anyway, nothing to be ashamed of. Surveys prove that its pervasive, and perfectly normal. Of course to be fair to the boys, I have to say that girls too have an FYP at this same time. Well, more commonly it would probably "Fighting Your PMS", but also possibly and grotesquely, it could be F-------- Y--- P----. (small clue, R S T L N E just for the last word makes it P-SS-). Don't hate me girls, its just a joke. Meow.
Next, as I went through JC, I suffered a painful FYP. In a period of intensive trainings, gf commitments, and laziness, you will certainly experience this FYP : Failing Your Prelims. I still remember my prelim results. EEOO. And the moron Jody (a guy btw) had to make it worse my calling me Eeoo Ming. Luckily, I did some last minute Pia-ing, and pulled of a miracle.
Then came army. I failed in my attempt to get to a lobo unit and play for SAFSA. Ended up in a combat infantry unit. Bloody hell. If I'd known, I would rather go for OCS and get the $$$. Anyway, some of the guys in army have it easy going being an officer and all. Their favourite past time? FYP : F***ing Your Platoon. But, for a small fry like me? I can only join other men talk amongst ourselves and FYP : F*** Your PlatoonSergeant behind their backs.
Come Uni, we all know it already. First year, culture shock. Totally different from JC with this PD (Project Development) that the school recently started. So the moment I entered uni, we had FYP : First Year Projects.
Then, somewhere around this time, I also suffered another painful FYP : Forgetting Your Past, or Forgetting Yesterday's Pain. Well, sometimes in life we have things we try hard to forget in hope of moving on. Tough as it may seem, but with time, all wounds would be healed.
So, the most recent FYP i finished was mentioned already. But, I still think there are more to come later on in life, and this applies to everyone too! Guys and Girls.
As you graduate and go out to work, singles like me will have to begin their an important FYP : Finding Your Partner. Of course, those who have already settled down don't have to worry so much about this.
Then, people will get married, and then comes more FYPs. Some people want to enjoy the early years of marriage by not having kids, while others (eg. Alex who wants to have his pre-28 child rebate) want to start a family early. For those who want to enjoy, they certainly need family planning. However, in unfortunate instances, girls might FYP. Forget Your Period. Then, oh oh, no more honeymoon period when you one day FYP : Find Yourself Puking. You then get a testkit and find that you're pregnant. Maybe you'd be happy, or maybe not, I wouldn't know. Then you tell your husband, and he goes, FYP?!?!?!?! (Fwat?! You're Pregnant?!?!?!). But, of course, I'm sure anyone will be happy to be parents.
On other times, guys get it tough when their wives are angry with them and decide to go on strike. Or it could also be due to tiredness, or too much of it, that their gals have their FYP : Fake Your Period. So the guy has to go hide in the toilet and recall his childhood FYP.
One thing to note, however, is that there is one FYP that you should never ever do. That would be to Fornicate Your PA. (PA = Personal Assistant) That's a one way ticket to hell, and also one way ticket to the divorce lawyers.
Finally, you have a good career and earn a good salary, its time to FYP : Finance Your Parents and repay them for bringing you up. Then, as you grow old, some men have no choice but to take those little blue pills to FYP : Fuel Your Performance.
Think that's enough FYPs in a lifetime.
On a lighter note, a couple of days ago, 2 of my best buds came to visit me. They came all the way from NUS Eusoff Hall to NTU Hall 7. Sounds rather near by car. Might be quite far for public transport. BUT, DAMN FAR TO CYCLE. Of course, like any other crazy guy would choose, they chose the latter. Let me introduce them.
Mr Yeo Kim Liang. Aka Robert, Rodney, can't remember all his other names...
Before I found out about my long-time friendship with pingpong, KL was my longest-known friend. Knew him in Pri. 3 when we somehow decided to race each other in the quadrangle. He was faster than me then. But, too bad for him, I got faster as the years went by and he got slower. Demoted from a winger to a loosie. He's a really interesting guy. Intelligent, full of charisma, WEIRD, and definitely a true friend. Why weird? That's because he seems to have unique interests. His loves U2 and Sting, he has "interesting ideas" and he has voices in his head (hehe). Ok that's just some of his quirks, its a whole lot more of things that makes him weird. Another would be, he has a superhuman memory. He remembers loads of shit, no matter how irrelevant they are. The most recent instance when he freaked me out was when I told him I started listening to "We are the world" and got hooked it. I also told him I watched the MTV and I couldn't recognise most of the people who sang it, though I knew some of them, just that I haven't seen them before. Then he told me immediately that he memorised the lyrics, he remembers which singer sang what line. The most freaky part...I asked him who's the dude who has a husky voice and looked like a rocker in the MTV, he said its probably Bruce Springteen, and he asked me "does he sing like he is more like reading the lyrics than singing?" That was it, I told him immediately he's a freak! haha. It was Bruce Springsteen and he did look that way when he sang. That's just one of the amazing stuff he knows. He's almost a walking encyclopedia. Esp entertainment/movie/music news. Just to add, so that everyone doesn't think he is really a freak. He was a prefect, excellent sportsman, very fit, Eusoff Hall king (that pic is an unglam one) and he sings in the shower.
My other great bud, Duajiak aka Lu Dexian Jeremy. Note: its Duajiak aka Lu Dexian Jeremy and not Lu Dexian Jeremy aka Duajiak.
Called Duajiak by my sec 1 rugby coach and the name stuck with him forever. He tried to prevent people from calling him Duajiak when we went JC, so he insisted we all call him Jeremy. But, its hard to change what we call him, so soon he was also known as Duajiak in ACJ. Then when he went uni, he tried again. But, obviously failed. But I think his gals would definitely prefer to call him duajiak. Think the only time he was called by his own name is in BMT. The sergeant would go "eh Lu! Knock it down 20!". After BMT? Back to Duajiak in his camp. haha. Anyway, this is also another great friend of mine, should be one, considering i spent the whole of sec 1-4 putting my head between his ass and Joe's (another best bud) in a scrum. And also, him cupping my butt cheeks in lineouts. He's funny, GREAT with the gals (seriously, gals dig him, more than you ryan. Should have seen the hoards of fans he had at the IVP finals), always full of stories to entertain us with, Big not fat, funky (with ever changing hair colours and specs) and also a party animal at times. And of course another true friend in deed, and also the only friend who slapped me on the face, which of course i am grateful for. He also seems has a "unique" taste for "gals" based on his track record. hahaha.
So anyway, that night they cycled to my hall to visit me. The equation : 1 fat man + 1 weird man cycling from nus to ntu = 2 crazy and skinnier men. Though, i think the skinnier part din materialise cos duajiak came armed with chicken wings and a burger. It was great having them here, talked quite a while and was one of the highlights of my otherwise stressful week.
Had to put this pic Kim, cos you look so funny! haha.
Lastly, last night was another eventful night. We all went down to zouk to celebrate the end of FYP. Was quite packed as usual, saw quite a lot of people there. Was worried initially that it would be another boring night at zouk since the past few times I went has been utterly disappointing and a turnoff, last night was definitely fun. With gary high before he even set foot on the zouk grounds, don coming up with his 1-minute challenge, ryan doing his thing, excessive photo taking and of course the drinks which din really get me high enough etc etc...though the crowd got worse towards the end, but still managed to have fun. When it got too crowded, it was also still great hanging out at the canal talking. In short, this makes me love zouk again.
Gary (high), Joanne (dun really know her), Don (cute but bad taste. ha) and Fiona (zouk PR)
Gary (crazy) , Mark (looking like he's holding a star) and Gaohan ('da man)
Me and the ever so photogenic Hui ying
We should have more of these days in Phuture/future! Thanks for the great night and the end to FYP!
Alrights, time for bed! Presentation tomorrow followed by the meeting of the Knights of the Square Table.
I'm Back!!!!! Finally, after a year's work, my fyp was finally submitted. This is by far the toughest and most tedious project/module of the whole 3 year course. So what exactly is FYP?
According to Goh (2005), FYP is Final Year Pain. Alternatively, FYP is also the process by which you Fool Your Professor (Choo, 2005). However, more accurately, FYP is Final Year Project in short. It is submitted to Nanyang Business School, Nanyang Technological University in partial fulfillment of the degree of Bachelor of Accountancy. A misconception by Lim (2005) is that FYP stands for F*** Your Partner. Maybe it only applies to his project.
References Goh, Ryan Q. H., 2005, Living the Hip Hop Life, Blogspot Press. Choo, Yi Ping, 2005, My Paper Heart, Blogspot Press. Lim, Teck Wee, 2005, MSN Nick.
This FYP has really been the bane of my university life. It has been pure torture and misery exacerbated as the deadline drew closer. The worst part of the FYP definitely is the editing to bring the word count within the word limit of 7000. My first draft had a word count that stood at 10000. Slowly, we brought it down to 9500, then to 9000, and much struggle, we gave up at 8500. Not only did we exceed the word limit, our report was 2 times thicker than most FYPs. The usual length people had was about 60 pages. Mine was 118 pages, due to the fat appendices behind.
Anyway, it was a mad rush on the final day when we were due to submit the report to our tutor. The night before, I tried to reduce the word count once more and also proof read the entire report (all 118 pages). I nearly went blind staring at the computer screen the whole night, and almost went crazy after I found many errors. Just when I thought it was the end of all the problems once it was done, Microsoft decided to show us some face colour. We had just 1 landscape page in the whole report. And suddenly, Word didn't allow us to apply the landscape setting to that page alone! Instead, whatever pages after it all became landscape! We tried to tweak the settings for quite some time and for a moment, the file even seemed like it corrupted. It really stressed me out man! When it was finally solved, the lab printer decided to show pattern. First, the page numbers of certain pages didn't appear. Next, we realised the headers had problems also. Then, when printing colour pages (60 cents per page!), my intelligent group mate Teckie sent the wrong pages to the printer. Rah!
The result?
The pile on the left is my report (2 copies), while the one on the right is......ROUGH PAPER. Bloody hell, wasted so much money and paper. Poor trees. Anyway, these are my FYP mates...Teck Ann (aka Teckie or Annie) and Boon Siong (aka Boonie but not Siongie).
But anyways, its over and that's all that matters. Or is it? Seems as though FYP is something that is part and parcel of our lives. We have been having FYP since young, and we will be having more FYP to come in later parts of our lives. Well, I know I've had loads of FYPs in my life so far......
My first FYP came when I was in Primary 4. I used to take the MRT home myself after school. However, my pri school (ACJS) was in newton, so every week I would make have a rendezvous at Lucky Plaza where I visited my favourite comic store. It was the time where I was caught in the craze of collecting marvel/DC comics and basketball cards. Every monday, I would get my weekly pocket money and I would go there after school and blow it all on those stuff (which on retrospect I feel is dumb, unless I can sell one of my comics for $100,000 next time). So anyway, this resulted in my carrying out my first ever FYP: Fooling Your Parents. They didn't know until they found my stash of comic and cards somewhere in my room.
Later on when I went on to Primary 6, the next FYP struck me like a bombshell. It happened one fine day, when I least expected. Woke up that morning, went to the toilet, and FYP!! Found (out) You've Pubes! I was at a loss. Should I feel excited? Or should I feel scared that I'd be a hairy ape soon? I didn't know. But anyway, it wasn't much of a fuss in the end. I knew it was coming sooner or later since it was a hot topic of discussion in class. It was probably that age where we boys were excited, or maybe its just my friends (eg. Darrell Ee) who kept talking about the "forest" or this other guy having an "Amazon Forest". Anyway, nothing to fuss about, especially something that's so natural. Wonder why a certain ping wants to go Brazilian? Show who sia?
Soon, as all boys grow up, they will naturally take up this FYP. So since its probably not that taboo a topic, and I assume my readers are all 18 and above, this FYP is "Fondling Your Pepe". Yes yes, the phase of self-discovery and friends talk about it, or in the other cases, show it! (that fateful sec 1 rugby camp that JON said was what made us all gel so well) Anyway, nothing to be ashamed of. Surveys prove that its pervasive, and perfectly normal. Of course to be fair to the boys, I have to say that girls too have an FYP at this same time. Well, more commonly it would probably "Fighting Your PMS", but also possibly and grotesquely, it could be F-------- Y--- P----. (small clue, R S T L N E just for the last word makes it P-SS-). Don't hate me girls, its just a joke. Meow.
Next, as I went through JC, I suffered a painful FYP. In a period of intensive trainings, gf commitments, and laziness, you will certainly experience this FYP : Failing Your Prelims. I still remember my prelim results. EEOO. And the moron Jody (a guy btw) had to make it worse my calling me Eeoo Ming. Luckily, I did some last minute Pia-ing, and pulled of a miracle.
Then came army. I failed in my attempt to get to a lobo unit and play for SAFSA. Ended up in a combat infantry unit. Bloody hell. If I'd known, I would rather go for OCS and get the $$$. Anyway, some of the guys in army have it easy going being an officer and all. Their favourite past time? FYP : F***ing Your Platoon. But, for a small fry like me? I can only join other men talk amongst ourselves and FYP : F*** Your PlatoonSergeant behind their backs.
Come Uni, we all know it already. First year, culture shock. Totally different from JC with this PD (Project Development) that the school recently started. So the moment I entered uni, we had FYP : First Year Projects.
Then, somewhere around this time, I also suffered another painful FYP : Forgetting Your Past, or Forgetting Yesterday's Pain. Well, sometimes in life we have things we try hard to forget in hope of moving on. Tough as it may seem, but with time, all wounds would be healed.
So, the most recent FYP i finished was mentioned already. But, I still think there are more to come later on in life, and this applies to everyone too! Guys and Girls.
As you graduate and go out to work, singles like me will have to begin their an important FYP : Finding Your Partner. Of course, those who have already settled down don't have to worry so much about this.
Then, people will get married, and then comes more FYPs. Some people want to enjoy the early years of marriage by not having kids, while others (eg. Alex who wants to have his pre-28 child rebate) want to start a family early. For those who want to enjoy, they certainly need family planning. However, in unfortunate instances, girls might FYP. Forget Your Period. Then, oh oh, no more honeymoon period when you one day FYP : Find Yourself Puking. You then get a testkit and find that you're pregnant. Maybe you'd be happy, or maybe not, I wouldn't know. Then you tell your husband, and he goes, FYP?!?!?!?! (Fwat?! You're Pregnant?!?!?!). But, of course, I'm sure anyone will be happy to be parents.
On other times, guys get it tough when their wives are angry with them and decide to go on strike. Or it could also be due to tiredness, or too much of it, that their gals have their FYP : Fake Your Period. So the guy has to go hide in the toilet and recall his childhood FYP.
One thing to note, however, is that there is one FYP that you should never ever do. That would be to Fornicate Your PA. (PA = Personal Assistant) That's a one way ticket to hell, and also one way ticket to the divorce lawyers.
Finally, you have a good career and earn a good salary, its time to FYP : Finance Your Parents and repay them for bringing you up. Then, as you grow old, some men have no choice but to take those little blue pills to FYP : Fuel Your Performance.
Think that's enough FYPs in a lifetime.
On a lighter note, a couple of days ago, 2 of my best buds came to visit me. They came all the way from NUS Eusoff Hall to NTU Hall 7. Sounds rather near by car. Might be quite far for public transport. BUT, DAMN FAR TO CYCLE. Of course, like any other crazy guy would choose, they chose the latter. Let me introduce them.
Mr Yeo Kim Liang. Aka Robert, Rodney, can't remember all his other names...
Before I found out about my long-time friendship with pingpong, KL was my longest-known friend. Knew him in Pri. 3 when we somehow decided to race each other in the quadrangle. He was faster than me then. But, too bad for him, I got faster as the years went by and he got slower. Demoted from a winger to a loosie. He's a really interesting guy. Intelligent, full of charisma, WEIRD, and definitely a true friend. Why weird? That's because he seems to have unique interests. His loves U2 and Sting, he has "interesting ideas" and he has voices in his head (hehe). Ok that's just some of his quirks, its a whole lot more of things that makes him weird. Another would be, he has a superhuman memory. He remembers loads of shit, no matter how irrelevant they are. The most recent instance when he freaked me out was when I told him I started listening to "We are the world" and got hooked it. I also told him I watched the MTV and I couldn't recognise most of the people who sang it, though I knew some of them, just that I haven't seen them before. Then he told me immediately that he memorised the lyrics, he remembers which singer sang what line. The most freaky part...I asked him who's the dude who has a husky voice and looked like a rocker in the MTV, he said its probably Bruce Springteen, and he asked me "does he sing like he is more like reading the lyrics than singing?" That was it, I told him immediately he's a freak! haha. It was Bruce Springsteen and he did look that way when he sang. That's just one of the amazing stuff he knows. He's almost a walking encyclopedia. Esp entertainment/movie/music news. Just to add, so that everyone doesn't think he is really a freak. He was a prefect, excellent sportsman, very fit, Eusoff Hall king (that pic is an unglam one) and he sings in the shower.
My other great bud, Duajiak aka Lu Dexian Jeremy. Note: its Duajiak aka Lu Dexian Jeremy and not Lu Dexian Jeremy aka Duajiak.
Called Duajiak by my sec 1 rugby coach and the name stuck with him forever. He tried to prevent people from calling him Duajiak when we went JC, so he insisted we all call him Jeremy. But, its hard to change what we call him, so soon he was also known as Duajiak in ACJ. Then when he went uni, he tried again. But, obviously failed. But I think his gals would definitely prefer to call him duajiak. Think the only time he was called by his own name is in BMT. The sergeant would go "eh Lu! Knock it down 20!". After BMT? Back to Duajiak in his camp. haha. Anyway, this is also another great friend of mine, should be one, considering i spent the whole of sec 1-4 putting my head between his ass and Joe's (another best bud) in a scrum. And also, him cupping my butt cheeks in lineouts. He's funny, GREAT with the gals (seriously, gals dig him, more than you ryan. Should have seen the hoards of fans he had at the IVP finals), always full of stories to entertain us with, Big not fat, funky (with ever changing hair colours and specs) and also a party animal at times. And of course another true friend in deed, and also the only friend who slapped me on the face, which of course i am grateful for. He also seems has a "unique" taste for "gals" based on his track record. hahaha.
So anyway, that night they cycled to my hall to visit me. The equation : 1 fat man + 1 weird man cycling from nus to ntu = 2 crazy and skinnier men. Though, i think the skinnier part din materialise cos duajiak came armed with chicken wings and a burger. It was great having them here, talked quite a while and was one of the highlights of my otherwise stressful week.
Had to put this pic Kim, cos you look so funny! haha.
Lastly, last night was another eventful night. We all went down to zouk to celebrate the end of FYP. Was quite packed as usual, saw quite a lot of people there. Was worried initially that it would be another boring night at zouk since the past few times I went has been utterly disappointing and a turnoff, last night was definitely fun. With gary high before he even set foot on the zouk grounds, don coming up with his 1-minute challenge, ryan doing his thing, excessive photo taking and of course the drinks which din really get me high enough etc etc...though the crowd got worse towards the end, but still managed to have fun. When it got too crowded, it was also still great hanging out at the canal talking. In short, this makes me love zouk again.
Gary (high), Joanne (dun really know her), Don (cute but bad taste. ha) and Fiona (zouk PR)
Gary (crazy) , Mark (looking like he's holding a star) and Gaohan ('da man)
Me and the ever so photogenic Hui ying
We should have more of these days in Phuture/future! Thanks for the great night and the end to FYP!
Alrights, time for bed! Presentation tomorrow followed by the meeting of the Knights of the Square Table.
