I need to stop online shopping like seriously ahhh I don't know how I will survive in S'pore without my data plan and my debit card ): Exams start in just about a week and I am scared shitless. Functioning today on three hours of sleep and honestly, it's 2pm and I am dead tired and sick of comparing Rawls' Theory of Justice against Nozick's Anarchy, State and Utopia. I respect their ideas, they're really smart people, but my brain just cannot pick any more holes into their (admittedly extremely carefully thought out) arguments, though I fundamentally disagree with Rawls' ideas more than Nozick. (Whoopsies.) Maybe cuz I am an individualistic bitch who doesn't believe in distributive justice. My monies ish mine, kthx.

Just waiting for the end of exams. Then, Sweden. Then, France. Then, moving house. Then, home for realz (: Can't wait, guys.

It is 5am, I am at ~2400 words of my 3000 word essay and it is due in exactly 9 hours. Sipping my strawberry wine and hoping for an epiphany because I am kind of stuck right now ): On a side note though, my headings and subheadings look great in the essay, haha. How asthetically pleasing (: Also, in a fit of randomity, the boyfriend taught me about Prospect Theory in Microecons today. He used it to answer a question which I could not for the life of me see the logic in. Admittedly he thought it was ridiculous and illogical too, but I guess if you apply the theory to it, it makes sense. In a warped way.

Allow me to explain, in a simpler way. There was a company who was under an old insurance plan. The workers would pay 500 pounds a year to the company. If they got sick, they would just claim the money accordingly. If they didn't, no change. (In other words, you give a set amount of money no matter whether you get sick or not.) Under a new plan, the workers would pay 250 pounds instead of 500. If they didn't get sick, there would be no change. If they did, the first time they got sick they would have to pay another set amount of 200 pounds. (Hence, total of 450 pounds.) However, most of the workers stuck with the old plan instead of the new one. Why?

So neither the boyfriend nor i could make head or tail of it. If you didn't get sick, the new plan was better since you give 250 instead of 500 pounds. If you did get sick, the new plan was still better because you gave a total of 450 pounds instead of 500! So why would the workers stick with the old plan still? I tried to come up with some nonsense answer like, oh they either didn't understand the policy (because well they were using some crazy words like 'deductible' and whatnot to explain it and I was like wtf is this about) OR the workers were too darn lazy to change to the new plan from the old hahaha. But obviously, it's wrong >_> (ECONS DEPT Y U NO HAS TRICK QUESTION.)

So later the boyfriend figured it out, somehow. APPARENTLY, it all comes down to this graph here below. Notice the bit about losses and gains? Yeah that's actually important. This is the Prospect Theory graph. Very undulatey, I know.



Okay when the workers paid 500 pounds, they gained a set amount of utility, which is quite a lot because well, they did pay a lot, so the point is nearer to the end of the x axis, the outcome. When the workers pay 250 pounds, the utility they gain is less. Okay got that? All this is happening on the x axis ah. Now, look at the shape of the graph. Notice the left hand bit is much steeper than the right hand bit? Yep, apparently when the workers pay the extra 200 pounds when they fall ill, that goes into the left hand side of the graph, and the loss is HUGE as can be seen if you shade the area under the graph. And that's why. Kind of.

Makes sense, in a theoretical and really warped way. For a better explanation, ask someone who is actually majoring in Econs >_> I might not have explained it as well and as fully as I should since this discussion took like 10-15 minutes and really, who can absorb theories fully in 10-15 mins anyway. So, arguments perhaps that some theories in Econs might be way too impractical in the real world? But then again I guess anyone who spouts pure theory at you in real life, whether it be economical or political and so on, is definitely a moron.

Okay this post took like 20 minutes, I ought to get back to my essay now. Taaa.

/update: It's 7:20am now. I have passed the 3000 word mark. o_O And I still have like two major points to get through, though admittedly I do have quotes littered around those sections which are taking up word space. But all the same, argh. It's getting harder to concentrate now as my head is killing me. I wish today was yesterday so I wouldn't be in this state now... Such is procrastination, guys. Don't do it. Hahahaaa.

/another update: Just about 9am now and I have more or less finished with a conclusion to write and que horror! (Sorry no accents, I'm not on my iPhone currently.) I AM FIVE HUNDRED WORDS OVER THE WORD LIMIT ARGH. Need to rectify this faaaast ):

/last update: Turns out I am an idiot. I forgot to click the button on the word count limit that doesn't take into account the words in the footnotes. I only discovered this when I was chucking huge chunks of text into my footnotes to get the word limit down (much like PW where we chucked everything into diagrams and footnotes teehee) and somehow the words weren't going down. I got suspicious, checked, and tada~ It worked. Dropped from 3500 words to like 2800 words immediately, so that's when I put some sentences back to make it flow better ;) Handed it in at 10am, and crashed so badly from 10:30am to around 5pm. And, I'm hungry ): AND MY NEW FLOOBLE IS OUT SO PLS COMMENT THANKS.

Have not eaten anything all day, other than water and a can of red bull. Weighed myself a few hours ago, lost 1.5 kg. Just weighed myself, lost another 1 kg. Have lost 2.5 kg alone today just by not eating!!! (Have to have dinner later though. Maybe in 1.5 hours?) 2.5 kg left to lose until I get back to the weight I once was when I left S'pore for the UK. Assuming I don't put the 2.5 kg I lost today back on after dinner... which is highly likely actually. ): ): ):

Reason why I'm not eating/why I'm drinking red bull? 3000 word essay due tomorrow afternoon at 2pm. It is 8:30 pm here, I am sifting through the fourth of six books from the library for quotes, and I am at ~1800 words. Go me.

IT IS FORTY FIVE MINUTES TIL MY FIRST EXAM (SPANISH FINAL) AND I AM FRANTICALLY CRAMMING AND SHITTING MYSELF WITH FEAR.

i am dating the most anal boy to ever walk this god-given earth. i am so weary that i refuse to type this with proper capitalisation and whatnot. suffice it to say that he couldn't find his correction fluid and spent 25 minutes turning the whole room upside down trying to find the damn thing. the whole time his brow was scrunched and he was scowling at everything in the room. he searched everything that he touched, checked behind the bed, lifted the bed up to check underneath, shone a torch into all nooks and crannies, even checked inside the pillowcases/duvet cover/trashbin, lifted everything on the table and bed up at least three times and so on. i tried to help him for a while before i decided it was ridiculous to get worked up over a tube of correction fluid and lay back to watch. and dramatic it was, as Hurricane Boyfriend swept over the whole room, full of bluster and very agitated. at one point in time, he grabbed his powerball and rotated it with fury in an attempt to calm himself down, and another time he sat on the bed with eyes closed for 5 mins (as if in deep meditation) trying to remember where he'd put it. i did make some suggestions though, all of which were rebuffed.

suggestion 1: i suggested cancelling the mistake and continuing on with his work.
the answer: apparently, even looking at the cancellation is making him pissed so he can't continue on with his work.

suggestion 2: i have correction tape, and i offered to go get it for him.
the answer: only fluid will do, not tape.

suggestion 3: well i figured since he was so anal then he could just rip out the foolscap and rewrite the whole thing on a fresh piece.
the answer: he uses a foolscap book which has separate dividers. (stuff like this is sold in the uk, it doesn't come cheap though.) apparently if he rips out a page, he will have an UNEVEN number of pages between the dividers. yes, apparently he counts the pages. seriously.

and well at one point in time he got all hot and sweaty from tearing down the room and ripped off his shirt while flopping in front of the fan, staring at it like it was his worst enemy and then proceeding to scratch like mad like a psychotic monkey on crack due to the (self made) heat. sigh.

well, halfway through this post, we managed to finally find the damn fluid. turns out it was underneath some random cupboard in the room next to my capri sun drinks. whew crisis averted for tonight. -.-

Haiya I hate my life right now. Too much nonsense going on, and I kind of can't wait to get home. It's going to be blazing hot and I am going to have no freedom at all but at least I can eat and sleep and slack and see my family and friends. I can't wait til Thursday right now (small steps, guys) cuz that means that a) my Spanish final will be over (it's Tuesday dammit) and b) last IP seminar ever (yay) and c) IRM essay is due which means it will have been completed which is good cuz I don't have anything right now and it's the beginning of Sunday and d) module ballot results will be out and I hope I'll be lucky and get one of my first two choices plzzz.

grumps.

Today has been a TERRIBLE day. Let me list the ways.

1) Woke up to find a monster huge dried coffee stain on my iPhone. Boyfriend has evidently dripped coffee on my phone without cleaning it up. >:(

2) Told boyfriend to go to Coventry and exchange my pants at SportsDirect as they are too small, and I want a bigger size. He came back with my new pants, yes, but in a SMALLER size. So now, they are EVEN SMALLER. >:(

3) Checked the tracking site and apparently THREE (THREE!!!) of my deliveries have reached the post office. Have not received ANY cards to collect said deliveries. Post room is VVV inefficient >:( >:(

4) Received email from PAIS office that I need to submit my outside options form "asap" to make sure the other department signs it and I have a place on the module. I take "asap" to mean "today", run down to the PAIS office and find out that instead of it's usual 4pm closing time, it closes at 3pm on Fridays. So I chionged through various websites for nothing, frantically tried to make boyfriend's printer work for nothing, and ran down for nothing. ARGH. >:( >:( >:( >:( >:(

Okay fine, boyfriend has reminded me that some good things have happened today (he said this as I was bashing the bed up and ranting).

1) He got me my salad from Subway. Something that I've been craving for quite a while.

2) My books from Amazon came in the mail. (At least the post room got ONE delivery out.)

3) /edit: Boyfriend would also like me to add that he is making me mango sticky rice for dessert today. Complete with coconut milk (: It's one of my favourite desserts.

BUT STILL. $#@!$#@! I'm the most annoyed about the outside options form cuz I HATE waiting. And this could affect next year's module choices. But hopefully it works out cuz PAIS module picking closes on Thursday so I'm hoping if I go to the office mother early on Monday (like 9am when it opens), the lady there can get my form to the other department on Monday as well (hopefully) and I can still get the modules I want. Sigh. ):

Just a stop by to tell the world that my dream boy would be a cross between Adam Young (Owl City guy) and Jack Hodgins (fictional character from Bones). Just saying (:

ANYONE OUT THEREEEE...? Hahahahaaaaaaa :D