I foresee myself blogging less often as the semester progresses, but then again i seem to have great blogging topics once i start to camp in my usual place.. That should be coming soon..

QM2 is in full swing, 3 lectures so far and i’ve not lost track. Come to think of it, englert’s giving us a revision course for QM1, but still i’m glad that i’m able to understand most of the stuff that he’s talking about. The only problem about the class so far is that every lect he starts by 10.10am and ends at 11.55am, no break, no powerpoint, no transparencies, no mic..just a whiteboard, his markers (incl a red screeching one) and his unamplified voice.. Basically the only time u get to rest is when he is erasing his board. Then after QM2 lect, we would trudge to canteen see wat food we can buy, and then go S1A for SSD lect n try not to sleep..

The other modules are ok so far i guess, nuclear n particle physics by a slacker-mama lecturer who CANNOT stand still, can u imagine a rotund guy rocking from foot to foot..with hiphop hand/arm motions.. body’s undergoing simple harmonic motion, arms n hands undergoing brownian motion…

Cosmetics is kind of interesting, n no, it’s not cos of the sheer number of babes in the class. Personally i hate large LT grps, after all in physics it’s small classes all the way. It’s next to impossible to concentrate on the lecture, cos everyone is whispering lah.. i’m guilty of thinking my whispering to a fren wun amt to much, but when u add up the volume of 600 ppl i tell u, goner liaoz

Financial Econs 1 lecturer reminds me of the donald duck lecturer back in hwachong, everyone in uni is too mature to laugh about his silly voice, or too bz concentrating on lecture, or too bz sleeping.. there is a major inconvenience for my friend regarding her tut slots, that should come in the next post..

Just took over a friend’s bandit..yesh same bike as my old one, just red colour this time round..as usual, the bandit is a good ride..more to come in (yet) another post

i gotta stop writing this kind of boring posts that i hate to read…