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Wednesday, April 16, 2008

It's only been 3 days in and I'm already looking forward to the weekend. You would, too, if you got homework on the first day, and were subsequently informed that you need to do another 3 projects or so, simultaneously.

Also, let's not forget how they all involve something totally unrelated to anything that I actually want to do. Such as creating a website. Or writing a story that includes some kind of chemical reaction. Seriously, what the hell? I thought I was here to become a scientist, not write boring, cliché stories about how one day, I discovered that nitrogen was actually a gas, and when cooled to a liquid form, could do really wicked things when sprayed at people. Preferably after the subject has accidentally pushed a button which sets off an elaborate domino system, cumulating in the tank of liquid nitrogen falling in front of him and starting to spray the icy cold substance all over him.

Also I'm feeling tired in the afternoon. Around 2pm, I'm already ready to have a nap. Urgh. I've been out of this for too long. It's unbelievable. I've already started to make lists of stuff I have to do.

Buy Communications Skills 1, because I the lady gave me Com Skills 2 instead.

Get a pen refill because I lost my pencil case, and the refill that was in it

Print fourteen tonnes of lecture notes(which I have already read through), tutorials(which I can easily complete even up to week 8 ones).

Complete an online maths quiz that keeps telling me that "my session has expired" 30 seconds into the test

Read microbiology notes, and find that there are what appear to be inconsistencies in microscopy information

Read physical chem lecture notes, and note how I need to replace the batteries of my calculator for this

Remember to email my mentor to correct a very significant mistake in my previous message

Start reading... Other people's lecture notes. What I have is simply not enough!

Review and edit my microbiology lab report, and fret about how it is simply not good enough, while wishing that my lab partner would participate more actively and not make me resort to simply making her do the sketches.

Am I putting too much pressure on myself? No, I think not. I'm going to need to get used to all this as soon as I can, so that I can perform at my optimum... Condition. Assuming that I don't give up halfway and say "F*** it!".

How awesome. Even Communications Skills has a project for me. I have to do a report on... Any topic I wish. It's likely going to be a kind of social survey. I've already got a couple of ideas down, and a sort of vague procedure forming in my head... But I don't know if my group members(I don't know which humans I will get yet) will be receptive of them. One of them has got to do with egalitarianism.

Also I had some really brilliant idea a while ago. I just forgot it.
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-Joe

Oh, and cool. I finally managed to hit the "submit" button for the maths quiz without the window closing on me. Full marks. I would seriously kill something live and innocent if I found out that I can't do maths anymore.

Lost @ 7:32 PM