I spent yesterday morning in Hartamas for breakkie and lunch with Adrian and WK before rushing off to Malaysian Studies. Was probably an hour late but I doubt I missed much since I've already covered the whole State-Federal State topic back then.
Moral Studies this morning was a pain. A pure waste of time. I think an hour of Randy Pausch's Last Lecture would benefit us more than that 24 hours worth of theoretical shit the gov's made us do. Does anyone pay attention? NOPE. Every time he states out a question, the class just falls silent. He asks again. It's just as silent, but this time, heads turned my way. I am starting to doubt the efficiency of the English classes they took back in Foundation. That would probably be the difference between English and Literature classes. I remember how Ami would make my cenfad classmates fight for their own opinions about anything from the African myths on the creation of the world to Chekov and the farce called "grading". There was never a lack of banters. Everyone was very vocal back then.
Thank goodness my classmates were here this week cause I finally had the chance to leave my group with the task of presenting the solutions. The group members were either holding the pen, pretending to think in silence, or waiting for an answer. I mean, heck, CONTRIBUTE. One did but aaaargh, STILL. I left after doing my part, return 2 minutes later and I get a "Huh? What solutions?" I really felt like ripping my hair off but I practiced tolerance. Gave them some answers and they did the presentation, though a bit more clarification and argument would have been nice.
Anyways,
My bottle of eyewash has arrived!!
I was already considering wearing shades no matter where I go when I step out of the college building. Goodness the air was like.. *chokes&tears*. The dust from the construction sites, the exhaust fumes, the greasy smoke from the mamak stall. It's a miracle I didn't fall while walking with my eyes closed.
Call me paranoid but I have gained more pimples than I ever had back in cenfad. And my eyes sting. They really, REALLY sting. Guess I'm starting to opt for the bloodsuckers back in cenfad than PJ's polluted air.
ps: if you feel threatened by Gaspard's gay smile, please embrace the fact that you are extremely straight and there's nothing to worry about so shush ar sim! :P hehe
xxx, humbuggers
