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Will not be blogging regularly until exams over on 24th.

Thursday, June 19, 2003

04:44 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

Statistics Report

I am extremely sleepy. I didn't sleep last night.

At all.

I just couldn't. I was too nervous about the damned Statistics exam.

So, it turns out, as is normal, I overstudied some things, and I understudied others.

I had been so worried about not having enough time to answer all the questions, I practised answering questions speedily for the past week. So it turned out that I completed the whole exam with another hour to go. Luckily I had done so, because there were two questions I had problems answering.

I used the proportion z-test on interval data! (I seriously thought they were nominal....) Luckily I discovered my mistake in time and fixed it. Then they asked for probability of trees. I was seriously stumped. I mean, I had no problem interpreting regression analyses, computing interval estimates in their myriad formulae, and testing various types of hypotheses, but I completely ignored basics. Trees! They stumped me.

Pun intended.

So I had to guess one question, worth two marks. Here's hoping I didn't screw up to many questions.

Overall, I think I did good. My formula sheet was brilliant and awesome.

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030619

Wednesday, June 18, 2003

04:48 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

Eve of Statistics Final Exam

You may be asking: Aren't you supposed to be studying?

I shall tell you that my head is so full of statistics, I feel like I'm studying it even without the book in front of me. Oooh, look, I could turn my whole blog into a multiple regression analysis....

....

Several multiple regression analyses?

Anyway, I'm working on my fourth draft of my formula sheet. We get to bring in a hand-written sheet filled with statistical formulas on both sides of the paper. So it's essential that it is written well, since everything I answer will depend on if I can make sense of my formula sheet or not....

I just had to take a break, because I'm ready to throw away my fourth draft too. It's not working as efficiently as it should. I can tell without even using it to do a past-year exam.

So I'm bouncing between trying to sit down and work, and trying to calm down my head and body from all the tension it's wiring into it.

I really need to stop working on my bed. It's covered with paper. Mountains of paper.

I need to get like a recycling paper bin. Seems wrong to generate the amount of paper I do, and just chuck it into the trash.

I would really like to run some of the statistical formulas in my head on my blog.... Then again, I need a better tracker than extreme tracker. But that would cost money.

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030618

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

12:42 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

Just a Suggestion

Are you a Malaysian blogger? Join the mailing list.

My introductory e-mail to the list:

Hello people! It is HANI, as mentioned by Sarini of http://sarini.blogspot.com

--- "SaRiNi B." wrote:

> Regarding TV Smith's 'saying', it might be better
> for us to say that we have attention deficit disorder
> (ADD) - in case there are young innocent kids
> hanging around here, as Hani once describes herself
> in her now-defunct blog, Hani's Honey. =)

I would like to correct her. My blog is NOT defunct, just in stasis while I suffer my exams. Everyone can still keep visiting my blog at http://hanishoney.pitas.com

Shrine of Honesty of Sorts (my current blog) has been active from May 2002, but I began blogging in June 2001. I did make an announcement that I will be ending Shrine of Honesty of Sorts, but I have decided that this will not happen until I replace it with another blog! (I did this before, with my previous blog that was replaced by Shrine of Honesty of Sorts.)

I couldn't make it to the last [bloggers'] meeting because I've got exams, but I'm looking forward to making it to the next one!

HANI

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030617

Sunday, June 15, 2003

05:28 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

My History of Skimpy Clothing

I'm sure people noticed that I shut down my blog for a few days. There's an interesting tale behind the reason. One filled with drama, paranoia, fear, and high sneakiness factors.

Alas for you, I've lost the need to blog everything to the world, and that includes the need to tell the reason behind shutting down the blog. Let's just say I feared someone who shouldn't find it might actually have found it.

Thankfully, high sneakiness most likely fixed it (hopefully).

This loss of the need to blog reminds me of the time I stopped needing to wear really skimpy clothing.

Between the ages of fifteen and nineteen, I had a huge need to wear very skimpy clothing. I was not satisfied unless 60% of my skin was showing and 100% of my clothing was skin tight. You ever saw a girl with shoulder-length curly hair running around in sleeveless minidresses six inches above the knee, with breasts popping out of its neckline, that was me. I just had such a need to be stared at. I think somewhere in my head, I feared that if people weren't staring at me, or gossiping about me, no one would know I exist.

Then, I just gradually stopped. I didn't completely stop, mind you, but I just didn't feel a need to display myself anymore. I had become content. I had damned good friends who appreciated me, and a boyfriend who adores me. I didn't care what strangers thought about, and I didn't care that strangers didn't know of my existence.

So today, I mostly run around in jeans and a tank top or a baby-t. There are days when I decide to get skimpy. However, it's no longer for reasons of attracting attention to me, but for my own entertainment and enjoyment. I do have three closets and a chest of drawers full of clothes, and it's such a waste that half of the clothes don't get worn, just because they're skimpy.

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030615

Thursday, June 12, 2003

02:30 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

Intellectual Thievery

Now here's an interesting turn of events. There's a chance that I've been plagiarized!

I was running through my tracker as usual, and discovered that I'd been linked from a long unfamiliar link, which turned out to be a report that cannot be displayed. So I headed to the main page to find out more about the website itself.

Turnitin.com turns out to be a tool for educators to hunt down the sources of papers suspected of plagiarism. Being the sort to make inferences, I'm wondering...

Has my little, insignificant blog been plagiarized by some silly student? Gee. I can't decide whether it's annoying to have the admittedly meager product of my brain used without credit to me, or rather flattering. Wooh! I'm worth stealing from! Hee!

I wonder what did the paper quote?

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030612

Wednesday, June 11, 2003

10:51 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

Tariq and Hani married

I blame TJ's sister.

My studies have been distracted by the urge to play Sims. I made a nice little couple of Tariq and Hani Kamal, who moved into a cozy little house and proceeded to live within their budget. Admittedly they lived with the "move_objects on" cheat, and dirty dishes and trash all get deleted instead of washed, but I didn't cheat on the cash.

Then poor Hani Kamal got electrocuted to death while attempting to change a light bulb. Tariq sold her urn for five bucks, the callous bastard.

So Hani Selamat moved into the neighbourhood. I claim that she inherited a huge, expensive k house, and with only a few hundred dollars in cash, moved in. Yes, I used the money cheat to build the house. But only to build the house.

So Hani could only afford one table, one chair, a radio, a bed, an alarm clock and its table, and a phone. She called for pizza very often.

Then she proceeded to seduce Tariq Kamal, but he was a stubborn idiot who refused to accept her proposals. Then again, Hani didn't have enough money for a wedding anyway.

So today, Tariq proposed to Hani (twice before she accepted), and they moved to Hani's house. Hani continued her political career, and Tariq quit his army job (he hated it anyway), to take care of their baby girl, Sidji, full-time. He kept going to sleep during the day, however, and ignoring Sidji's cries while sleeping. Luckily, Hani would come home at three and take over for a bit, until Tariq woke up and cooked. (Yes, Tariq did most of the cooking. Hani never bothered to learn to cook, since she didn't have a stove.)

So Sidji's now a full-grown girl with ugly glasses and ugly clothes. At that point, I stopped playing Sims to study. So we will all have to wait to see what happens next to the marriage of Tariq and Hani Kamal....

Argh, do I have to study? I want to know what happens next to my customized soap opera!

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030611

Sunday, June 8, 2003

04:12 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time

The End draws near

I seem to be at a blogging fork.

I find myself having slowly changed over the past few months, and I find that I don't really feel a need to continue a physical Shrine of Honesty of Sorts anymore. I guess it's because I'm telling less lies in my life.

This leaves me rather at a loss in terms of my purpose for blogging.

I don't have the passion, anymore, only the routine.

I know that after my exams are done, I'm going to have to re-haul my blog all over again, as I'll be scrapping the Shrine.

Yet I don't know what to replace it with. I have a few ideas. I could do a more impersonal blog on the women's issues that I feel passionate about. I'm more familiar with the online journal format than such a thing. It could be a nice challenge. I could do an ongoing personal mission statement and the progress of my goals and intentions. That doesn't appeal to me as much, since it would mean putting up what I do rather than what I think. Then again, making it public might actually pressure me to act more than I do. I could do a fictitious blog, and practice my story-telling skills. I'm fond of what I call "Superficially Online," a blog on make-up, fashion, and all those tips to look good. It's so silly and whimsical, it would be fun. I think it's not important enough to me for a lasting blog though. I'd get bored of it pretty quickly.

Then again, maybe we should be figuring out something to do that's altogether uninvolved with blogging. It's just that it's difficult to find something I can commit to as passionately as blogging, without money or parents objecting. They'll insist that I should feel passionately about my studies. They're of course right, but rebutting that or explaining my position would entail another blog entry altogether.

Well, I'll ponder on the ideas more later, after my exams.

I just thought that the HANIfans should be warned that I'm considering the shut down of the Shrine of Honesty of Sorts.

Whatever I do, I hope it will be as enjoyable to my HANIfans as this current incarnation of HANI's Honey. Thank you for all the time you've been reading my blog.

Be honest.
Link to the start of entry: #20030608