Tag Archives: quadratic equations



2009
Thu
22
Oct

The Perils Of Plucking Eyebrows At An Unfamiliar Place

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The busy period has taken a toll on Miss Loi’s well-being, as evident from the occasional misaligned eyelash extensions. What cannot be forgiven though, was that pair of bushy, Susan Boyle-lookalike eyebrows seen in the washroom mirror this evening, which warranted an emergency visit to her beautician who, unfortunately, had closed for the night.

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2009
Tue
20
Jan

Miss Loi’s Wheel of Misfortune

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Laden with boxes of ba kwa and other new year goodies after shopping at a HDB fun fair, she spotted the entrance to a huge ferris wheel, with a large poster touting it as “The Largest Wheel in the North!”, “Taller Than A HDB Flat!”, and “Visitors will be treated to spectacular views of the northern skyline - including key landmarks like the Causeway and JB’s magnificent cityscape!”, among other things.

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2008
Tue
4
Nov

Catching Up With Old Friends

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Miss Loi’s phone calls to those on her waiting list can be loosely grouped into the straightforward type and those that involve listening to some tragic 凄凉 academic tale. If in an hour, Miss Loi gets 2 more straightforward phone calls than 凄凉 phone calls, and that a 凄凉 phone call takes 15 minutes longer than a straightforward phone call, find the total time Miss Loi takes to make 60 straightforward phone calls and 30 tragic 凄凉 phone calls.

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2008
Wed
24
Sep

The Root Cause Of Miss Loi’s Virus

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It began with a burning sore throat on Sunday, and things began to blur before her eyes. After canceling classes for the day to rest at home, a fever developed. She visited the doctor who told her in an ominous voice …

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2008
Tue
18
Mar

A Quadratic Stroke of Fate

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Invoking her mathematical powers, our cute schoolgirl managed to narrow down the location of the π-spot to that tattoo on his shoulder! But as Fate would have it, all that stood between the hunk and her was one big fat ugly butch with a waistline that stretched from railing to railing, and who was rapidly moving along at a top speed of 1-10m/hr.

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