Ok, I see someone *coughs* has complained about the frequency of school-related posts I've been doing. Lol, I can't help it, right? Considering my life basically revolves around school-related stuff 6 days a week, with my only respite being Saturdays when I scoot off to the boyfriend's home to escape from work, but then again, I normally spend a few hours there studying. ARGH!

Now onto the accumulated non-school related stuff I wanted to blog about but have been too tired to blog. Firstly, the Vienna Boy's Choir concert. It was good, as expected. I would say that the first 10 minutes of the concert was a little off, in a sense that the standard wasn't there, the first 2 songs weren't as enjoyable as the others. But the moment they sand Edelweiss, all was good. Alright, not all. I didn't enjoy Mozart!Mozart? I found it draggy, not the least bit engaging as the dialogue was extremely muffled, the singing.. was fine, but it was the dialogue that did the item in for me. They sang a wonderful version of Amazing Grace though, one of the best performances of the night. On the whole, it was a good performance, and the audience managed to get quite a number of encore performances. Lol.

Last week, the boyfriend and I went to this Western cuisine stall situated in a coffee shop that's near my junior college. The name I believe is "e. Black Board". The first time we were there, I tried their fish and chips and found it extremely delicious. The fish was crispy on the outside yet oh-so-delicate and tender on the inside. Together with good coleslaw (I've always had a thing for normal coleslaw and not KFC's version that tastes a little funny if you asked me) and fries with some sort of spice sprinkled over it, the first time there was an extremely satisfying experience for me that I couldn't wait to go back there again. Which was exactly what happened; we went back last night, together with the boyfriend's family(my mum now thinks I'm in the wrong family lol). 2nd time round.. not so good.

The fish was no longer crispy.. the spice on the fries reduced to just a speck and top it up with a long waiting time. NOT GOOD. And yes, the fish looked a lot paler than I remembered it to be. The boyfriend tried the grilled fish on Tuesday night and the chicken last night, both of which were pretty decent to me, ok, they were especially appetising after being subjected to the torture of the food available in my faculty's canteen, to the extent the Organic Chemistry Lecturer said "I think the canteen food's much of an appetite supressant." Appetite suppressant indeeed!!!

I love Saturdays. For a handful of reasons. For one, I was born on a Saturday. Two, Saturdays mark the start of the weekend. Three, I get to spend one whole day with the boyfriend on Saturdays.

And then there's Sundays, which I don't like as much, mainly because Sundays merely mean that Monday's around the corner and it'll be another painful week in school. I need to print a mountain load of work that I can't bear to look at. I have tests to study for and they all come back to bite me on Sundays despite my efforts at clearing my work on Fridays, plus I work extra hard from Mondays to Fridays. Sundays are the kind of days that make me want to cry simply because it means that school's coming and I wish school never existed.

From Mondays, I start counting down to Fridays, and hope that they come soon. Dreadful Mondays, 'cause I end at 6pm yet start at 10am. Woeful Tuesday 'cause I'm in school from 4 to 7pm which seems pointless as I'd rather have morning classes than evening ones. Hopeful Wednesdays as Wednesday classes are pretty nice and relaxing plus it's mid-week. Boring Thursdays for the 4 hour break I have in betweeen lessons, not to mention I again start at 10am and end at 6pm. Gleeful/Sleepy Friday. Depending on how my week has been; sleepy if it's been tiring and long, gleeful if it's been manageable and relatively peaceful. I'm in school for 2 hours (minus the 2 hour lab session this coming Friday but it's the last one) from 8 to 10am.

There you go, how I see my own school week. You know, this is probably a good lesson, never EVER do 5 science modules in a semester, go for a few Arts modules, they're relatively less time-consuming although lots of Arts modules , the ones my friends are taking at least, requires them to write term papers, but then again, term papers vs 3-4 lab reports, what's the difference? The greatest decision I made this semester was taking my Freshman Seminar Module, out of all the freshman seminar modules available, the one I'm taking seems to be the most lax and most enjoyable. Yes, not to mention it's my favourite module, why can't all modules be like that?

And about that Genetics CA, it was a killer, it was a lot more difficult than the first because we're brought up to read from left to right and not right to left and the question required us to read the genetic code from right to left and translate it into a polypeptide. It took me 3 tries to identify the correct polypeptide and then a further 3 tries to translate it correctly as I kept seeing the wrong thing. But all's well, 100% for me again since they released the marks on Friday night. PHEW. Don't ask me how I managed to do the other questions all under 30minutes, I was damn lucky I didn't run out of time, I was checking my amino acid sequence right down to the last second.