this blog was created not long ago, at a time when the exam pressure was at its peak.....then there was peace and tranquility.....exam pressure is starting to build up again and this semester is worse.....i am determined, after tonight, there will be no more surfing the net, no more daydreaming, but be loyal to my current wife and concubines, they are the cell by alberts, cell bio by lodish, my lab manuals, lecturer notes and any supplementary books that can help me get my 5.0 again, i am long due for one.....thus, i need to stop blogging, anyway, there's no one who reads my blog other than 3 ppl who are me, myself and i.....accuse me of naccissism, i have fallen in love with my own reflection.....till then, we shall meet again in may.....nonetheless, i would report any anomaly events in uni, which, bearing in mind that it is NUS, i doubt anything interesting would happen, perhaps maybe, students dying from exhaution due to over-studying.....i am so darn long-winded.....

i met prof teo while on duty in vday presales booth and ironically, we sat down and talk.....he was concerned of the fact that the cell biology module is too heavy, but i told him, yes, it is, but what we learn is still very fundamental, if u take away some content, what we learn will be the basics of the basics, we might as well do a-levels again which was disgustingly EASY! seriously, any ali, ah lian and muthu can get 4A's, what's the big deal? filtration must be a natural process, darwin's survival of the fittest must hold true in our intraspecial competition.....summary of the long message:i hate ppl who get what i want without working hard for it.....if u have good skin without even needing to cleanse your face, i sooooo hate u.....if u get a scholarship just because u got straight A's (which u didn't deserve judging on your "hard" work), i sooo hate u.....some ppl thank GOD for his grace when they get straight A's (cause it's really His grace and NOTHING else), i thank GOD for his MERCY when i get mine and hope that the tapetum experience will not be re-lived again.....at least i know, yoke sin agrees with me.....

when i wish upon the star, i know, it'll never come true, nonetheless, it provides a tiny bit of hope, like what my lsm2202 TA said, hope is better than nothing.....hope kept me alive and is still keeping me alive and WILL keep me alive.....i will not lose hope even if it is brought to my grave with me, i will still bear hope.....hope is great, it is satisfying, it is fulfilling, it is powerful, it is the greatest gift by GOD, not love, not peace, not humanity and definitely not prosperity.....after being crushed badly by some i-think-i-am-so-great-and-u're-a-piece-of trash ppl, It does make me smile that it ain't the end of the world.....i prefer to curl up at the corner of my room, dreaming, desiring, wanting and most importantly, hoping and smiling.....i am in my own world, a world defined by me, my so-called utopia.....some ppl define my state as misery, i define it as heavenly.....like dancing in the rain at the end of a stressful period-the beginning of a blissful phase.....blessed by the Almighty.....

let me count, english, hua2 wen2, bahasa melayu, francais, nihongo, tieng viet, deutsch.....7 languages.....once my vietnamese teacher asked me, em co thich uong ca phe khong? translated as do you like to drink coffee? and i answered, hai, translated as yes in japanese and the whole class burst out in laughter.....si toi spreche liu2 li4 all bahasa ga dekitara, i'd be able to make phrases like these and only I can understand.....hahaha.....

lab reports piling up week after week.....not that i hate lab work, in fact, i love it, runnig agarose gel, appreciating the wonders of PCR, just that i need to rush like a mad cow without making any mistakes.....my RNA don't pellet, i panick, my buffer in gel electrophoresis not working, i bang my head on the wall, my ladder don't turn out in the gel photo, i'll cry.....and these things did happen, but thank God not to me.....and it doesn't help to have a TA who talks at the speed of 10words/second, but no one beats the swami who tends to speak tamil while lecturing, to illustrate, try saying this with an indian accent with the speed of 10words/sec: what makes euchromatin euchromatin and heterochromatin heterochromatin and can euchromatin change to heterochromation or heterochromatin to euchromatin.....i truly respect swami.....i truly do.....

ppl live, ppl die, the circle of life.....the hearing of 3 deaths in 3 weeks is just scary.....2 undergraduates (one of them was grace's lab partner) and 1 lecturer whose lectures i truly enjoyed are no longer here.....the late Prof Ananda Rajah who introduced the world of anthropology to me truly deserved my respect.....the video clips after every class were emotional, some of them stays deep in my heart and most of them made me feel how lucky i am to have loving parents and to have a relatively confortable life style.....The kinship assignment from the sociology class were great, i knew my family history better just before my grandma passed away.....there's just too many deaths these few days, why? i don't know.....last semester alone, i heard of 3 at least and experienced one in my family.....if only i could turn back time, i would love my grandmother more, enjoy the sociology class more.....if only, if only.....