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Friday, August 1, 2008, 11:06 PM
just like any other day, same old same old. class was fun, this time i mean fun, really fun.
today's problem is something about ethics, technology. i like discussions which involve ethics. there's so much to say. there's no ending. i love my facilitator. she's one of the best facilitators i have come across. you can't go up to any other facilitator and ask them if they would want to club with you anytime sooner. they'll probably give you the 'huh. are you okay' kind of face. but my lab management facilitator, she's so cool about it. she talks about everything under the sun. i like-y.

anyways, since today is the start of the 7th month - hungry ghost festival.
hot topic of the day was ghosts/wandering spirits and whatnot. we even had a class discussion during second meeting regarding this and we also planned to watch some chinese ghost show during break, next tuesday.

ok, i may seem very daring here. being very excited about all this stuff. the truth is, i am quite courageous before the sun sets. i was so frightened thinking about all the stories that we shared in class that i was hiding under the blanket, waiting for my mum to come in to the room and switch the lights on. i admit, that's how much of a chicken i am.

on a more random note. the bell curve, distribution curve thing for the FYP grades. it's so ridiculous. why deprive us of the grades that we are worthy of and it's only fair, we students know what's the cut-off point. firstly because, it's concerning us. secondly, then only would we know where we stand. so much for all the transparency. it's pure bias.


thanks manoj. for such a wonderful picture.
i look like a chipmunk.
'i'm the one and only left. i'm endangered. please don't harm me.'




i'm wondering when will you be back to normal. would you ever?
cause i'm starting to feel unwanted and i don't like this feeling.