The 2nd week of university has ended!!! Ok, now why do I sound so happy? I shouldn't be too happy.

Anyhow, I am glad that the weekend is here, although I have considerably more to do this weekend as compared to last weekend (and I just spent one hour playing the SIMS 2). I finished my lab report (and it's been submitted), I still have to revise whatever that's been covered. I need to read up for biochemistry (because I am actually now quite lost). I need to read up for molecular genetics and organic chemistry too. Next week, I have to go borrow the book I'm basing my report on, read it and complete the book report in 4 weeks (which is pretty short considering that I'm getting quite little done on a daily basis because I spend more time than EVER reading up). I have an organic chemistry tutorial to complete (thankfully it's only 3 questions but the catch is the 3 questions aren't exactly easy). Doesn't feel a lot but it's easy to get buried among all those that I've mentioned. Lots of work coming up.

I spoke to the professor conducting my Freshman Seminar Module (he wants to talk to everyone personally, I had my turn this morning). I don't think that every freshman will get such an opportunity to talk to someone who knows things especially when it comes to things regarding the university, which I am thankful for (did I mention that this professor is quite a nice guy? But the poor thing keeps laughing at his own jokes because we, the students, don't laugh at his jokes. Hahahaha... Oops...) Anyway, he asked me an interesting question; when I graduate, what kind of experiences would I have to possess and what kind of person would I want to be? Strange, I never thought of that, since I entered university, I'm still trying to adapt to the sudden influx of independence (imagine transferring a cell from a slightly hypertonic solution into a hypotonic solution). I'm kind of like that now, and the solution's the amount of freedom I have. And like the cell, I'm trying not to burst (lyse). So I haven't really had the time to think of anything else other than "Hmmm.. what am I going to do with all this freedom?" , "Now what the heck is the lecturer saying?" , "I don't understand, must go home and read up" and "I have XXX lecture tomorrow, must read up tonight."

Onto more insignificant stuff, on my way home earlier on, I witness something. A group of a particular secondary school's students boarded the bus I was on and there stood a rather plump (let's just say she was more overweight that I was when I was still seeing a dietician) girl talking to a male friend of hers. And they started making comments about another school mate of theirs, saying things like "how is she going to get off the bus?, "oh my god, if she goes through here, I'm going to die." And so I turned and glanced at the girl they were talking about and I saw another rather overweight girl. Were they making comments about her weight? I don't get how one obese person can call another fat. Would you call someone about your size fat? It's disappointing to know that people are deluded enough to call each other derogatory terms when they're not any better. Sometimes, I'm guilty of that, but to have an obese person call another obese , that's sad.

Well, the boyfriend's birthday is coming soon *big grin* and we're celebrating tomorrow because his birthday just HAD to fall on a school day and next week is no good as the family is going laptop-and-printer shopping at the upcoming computer/IT fair. And less than a month after his birthday? Our 1st anniversary. Great, now to kill more brain cells thinking what to do (just kidding). And yes, if you did the math, I was 'smart' enough to go into a relationship right after my preliminary exams, barely a month before my actual GCE A Level exams. But hey, my results stayed perfect (4 As and 1 A1), unless you want to argue that somehow, with this defective brain of mine, I could have pulled off 2 distinctions for my Special Papers (I got one Merit and one Unclassified, haha). The ironical thing is that my results for that year was significantly better than that of my first year in junior college (not taking the first term's result into account since things were wonky for some reason).

Ok, it's time for me to reduce my pile of work by ATTEMPTING my organic chemistry tutorial. And the molecular genetics lecturer better not pile us with last minute work again. Did I mention that I got praised on the IVLE for explaining something correctly? *GRINS*

By the way, ignore the title, I'm in the mood for oldies. Recognise the title? It's a song title.