excuse me, it that an ad?

Honestly, I wonder if M1 has caught its own advertisement on telly recently.

Have you? Have you watched the advertisement with the squirrels? If you haven't, you're not missing much. But if you still really want to watch it, you can watch it here, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DODFzPiMtI

I wonder what M1 is trying to convey with the advertisement. A scientist that looks retarded and cannot speak doesn't look credible at all. Therefore, having 4 squirrels answering 2 questions that the “scientist” couldn’t, isn’t that big a deal.

The translator is actually a human squirrel hybrid. That makes her biased. How do we not know that she cannot speak squirrel and is actually smart enough to answer the questions correctly on her own? Regardless, if 4 squirrels are smarter than the average scientist, mankind's future is bleak. Bleak might be optimistic.

Lastly, I haven't met a person who liked this advertisement. If you do find someone who likes this advertisement, chances are, this person loves squirrels. And love might be an understatement.

tick minus...

Went to school to check out my grade for the nano test as well as collect the papers for the business and CDA. While the test might still be fine. the grades for the papers, were less than comforting.

Of the 4 grades that I could possibly get for the business paper, I got the worst. Total waste of my time. Considering that I rewrote the entire paper, it was more than disappointing. On a scale of disappointment ranging from a 1 of "yippity-do-da" to a 10 of "I'll gladly burn myself at the stake" the paper hankered somewhere along a 6 or 7. But it does reinforce the idea that I am not critical. The brain is not working.

CDA wasn't better. I think I should have chosen a better text to do. On hindsight, I really think my text killed me. The worst thing was that Prof tried to "subtly" tell me, but the stubborn me didn't want any of it and now, I have a below average paper.

Which brings me to the point that I think that I am no longer cut out of studying. It used to be the past time of choice in primary school. There were probably other reasons for my above-average grades then but they can remain vague and uncertain. Well, the point is I've peaked when I was in primary school. Secondary school and JC and University just proves that I'm past my heyday and should be better off doing something else. Either I need to rediscover the joys of learning, or I need to really sit down and understand why I doing what I doing.

haircut...

I have cut my hair again. I think this is the 4th times this year. Wow.

4 modules down...

Read the title, need I say more?

All is good.

16 days to the only paper.

another day, another module...

It is the last day of school. For many, it's a sigh of relief. It is the end of the craziness of papers, projects, presentations and tests. Though it also means that exams are all that much nearer, it also means that holidays are all that much nearer. I now know more happy people than stressed and cranky people.

Today is not just the last day of school, today also marks the day one more module ends. So now, it's 3 modules down. So looking forward to Monday. Let's hope the time doesn't move too quickly. Need all the time I can squeeze to write another paper. Today's test was easier than expected. That was a big relief. Studied hard for it, I hope it turns out well. There's this thing I have with good feeling and tests.

On Monday, that the start of my reading week. 16 days to study for General Biology.

I realised that though I haven't really blogged much recently, I don't have much to say. Either I've forgotten everything or I've forgotten everything. Nothing much happened anyway, didn't do much except study and write papers. Need to find more fulfilling stuff to do.

countdown...

2 modules down...

1 test tomorrow...

1 paper on Monday...

I can smell the freedom...

and also the burning fingers from typing...

some numbers...

2 weeks left till school ends.

4 papers left to finish.

1 presentation left to present.

33 days till my first and last paper.

42 days till baptism.

dreams...

Yesterday, Kel*win shared something about how he knows he has dreamt that night, but can never really remember the details. But for me, I usually remember the details. Maybe it's because I actually make it a conscious effort to remember them, or maybe I'm just weird that way.

Anyway, last night's dream.

I dreamt that I was blind. Or at least everyone around me thought I was blind. The thing was even though I was suppose to be blind, I could actually see. But for reasons I myself are not conscious of, I just let everyone believe that I was blind.

The really weird thing was that even though everyone thought that I was blind, no one comes up to offer help to move around or get stuff for me. Weirder still, though I'm a blind person, I still do all the stuff that normal non-blind people do. Like walking around, playing handball. There was this incident that I asked Ben*edict for the ball and I threw it into the net. Then I told Be*n, "I'm blind, but that doesn't mean I cannot see." Haha, what does it all mean? I really don't know.

My dreams are so interesting.