Fried mushrooms and whole tomatoes are obscenely tasty. And scrambled eggs aren't as disgusting as I thought they would be. I have a new favourite breakfast.
And getting an H1 in Creative Writing will require some kind of tutor bribe. My best effort, an exquisitely wrought poem, deft, cynical, and erudite, only received an H3. I cannot describe how perfect this poem was. One of the stanzas was "However, soon we settled in, / and splintered off, each one alone. / I then got lost, to my chagrin, / in some imposing Post-Grad zone". The next one was "I managed to escape there, though, / with cunning eye and First-Year wit. / I then went to a pub to grow / my drinking muscles, bit by bit." A sublimer narrative has never graced Melburnian ears. And I only got an H3! Evidently the Antipodean taste is of sappy self-important free-verse depicting emetic Neighbours-esque scenes, manifested in laughably unsophisticated language with mind-bludgeoningly distorted Aussie vowels, coupled with Maccas stains on the manuscript and the satisfying knowledge that the author owns a panoply of fluero t-shirts. BLEH
Oh, and Lapsang Souchong tea is now a substitute for water.
...that I'm pretty relieved that I didn't end up being the only late starter after all. There's safety in numbers. Or, at least, that's what I used to tell myself back in high school: that it was okay if I didn't do the homework or bring in a note as long as there was somebody else who was just as bad xD Not that we're bad. We're just fashionably late. :P
I was so bummed about not getting any comments that I even contemplated registering as another user and commenting myself (come on, admit it. You've all contemplated it :P) just to make myself feel better, but I guess people do read the blogs after all, since Matt made a reference to mine in his. So, huzzah! That's good enough for me. Hahaha!
Boy, I am pretty beat, and I need to sleep since I have work tomorrow and then class straight after but I thought I'd post another blog first just so I can cross off something on my to-do list. (Do you ever put stuff on your to-do list that you've already done, just so that you can get the satisfaction of having something crossed off? Or is that something only horrible procrastinators like me do? :|)
Today was a pretty busy day, since Wednesdays are what I like to call my 'All-You-Can-Eat' days. That means I have lectures for every single one of my classes, and I'm in classes from 10 - 6:15. Yes, I know I shouldn't complain because I only actually have 14 contact hours a week and all the med and science students probably hate me right now :P Anyway, I went to my From Homer to Hollywood lecture (for abbreviation purposes, I'm now going to refer to it as H2H) and I was pretty darn proud of myself because, before this week, I'd skipped a consecutive four lectures to go shopping, pretty much confirming people's expectations of us Arts students. (But, as I like to say, I like to live up to expectations! Hahaha) I gave myself a good slap in the face (figuratively speaking, of course) over the weekend, though, and am now going to attend all of my lectures! now going to try to attend all of my lectures! :) Then I trotted off to my Creativity, Play, and the Arts class, which is, by far, my favourite subject this semester. We explore the link between learning, play, and the arts, and basically have a lot of fun doing it. Today we were in the Visual Arts studio and got to try our hand at Chinese-style painting. Mucho fun. :) And, I have to say, I get my shits and giggles out of showing my work to my parents who, being the typical parents that they are, demand to know what exactly I do with my time at Uni. :P But, seriously, to any future UoM-ers...you will have a LOT of fun in this class. It's the beacon of light in my otherwise humdrum, ho-hum week. My little two-hour haven. My sunshine through the rain. The pair of clean socks in the pile of dirty laundry. The flower in a mound of fertiliser. Hahahaha!
I had 2 hours to kill today because we didn't have a CPA lecture, and I met up with my friend from La Trobe (who got today off because somebody at their uni screwed up and thought ANZAC Day was today, and hence, all those La Trobe kids got today off AND Friday off) and we went to Flinders Lane to try to get ourselves annointed as regulars in a cafe that we tracked down yesterday (both being Friends fans, our dream is to be regulars at a Central Perk-esque cafe where the staff actually ask us if we want our 'usual.' Yes, we are that sad). Of course, we totally noobed it up, but the bruschetta that we tried was amazing. (On a side note, how do you pronounce bruschetta? Is it like bru-sketta? Or bru-shetta?)
Then I had to dash off to make it to my Pyramids and Princes: Egypt and the East lecture and she went to get us tickets for the Paper Scissors and Bluejuice gig. (I don't actually know who these people are, and I'm not going to pretend that music is my forte...I'm about the most musically inept person there is!!!) Anyway, I have to say that those Ancient Egyptians sure had some fiiiine cheekbones. (I am a complete sucker for cheekbones. Le sigh.) But it was also interesting to find out that Tutankhamun was only 17 when he died, and that he'd been ruling Egypt for 10 years. Maybe the learned students of the UoM knew this, but I certainly didn't. I felt pretty unaccomplished though, since I'm a year older than he was and I don't even own a credit card or a car, let alone an entire country/kingdom/*insert correct term for it here*/etc./all of the above. :)
After that, I had Psych and my self-esteem took a beating as one concept after another went over my head. Now, I'm pretty short for my age so things going over my head isn't actually new (haha) but I would actually like to not fail any of my classes this semester so it looks like I'm going to have to keep revisiting the lectopia recordings and lecture notes until something sticks. :P
Now, I'm going to have to catch some sideways N's so that I can be bright and fresh tomorrow when I get abused by customers. :) For those who got actually through this mess of a blog, here's a star an asterisk that is meant to represent a star. *
:) 'Til next blog.
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Yup, another late blogger joining the ranks!
I'm Matthew (but you can call me Matt), and you will probably have observed by now that my screenname is 'Matthras' - it's a rather lame pseudonym that I maintain online especially when I'm in communities with other Matts (thank god there isn't any here!).
BEFORE I continue on anything else, I would like to point out that I'm hearing impaired, so should any of you attempt to stalk me down in real life (I'm always carrying an orange Bells Beach satchel) and then actually yell out my pseudonym in an attempt to actually grab my attention and I just appear to be ignoring you, I am NOT ignoring you - I just can't hear you! So er...shout louder or hit me with a baseball bat, that always works ^_^.
Anyway, *drum roll* I'm doing Music :D With Psychology as breadth because it'd mean that I'd have Fridays off (but my mum had to organise my cello lesson to be on Friday morning, grrrr). Not only that but also because Psychology wasn't a subject that I did in high school. AND because I think it's so fascinating that there is so much about the brain that is yet to be discovered.
I hate having to describe myself, but I'm your typical asian hobby wise (y'know, the whole gaming thing - hey Viv! I play WoW too!). Some extras would include chess and an unhealthy thirst for knowledge on deep topics. Apart from that, well I think you can glean the rest from the manner in which I write this post.
Just to get into the flow of the blog and talking about University life - I have weekly music assignments that are always due Wednesday 5pm the following week. I LOVE how there's actually a set time to hand it in because it makes my day so much more easier to organise. Since I only have one lecture and my SALP session on Wednesdays I usually spend the rest of the day touching up/finishing my assignments. I also enjoy that we don't actually have to hand in the assignments to anyone, it just goes into a box in the music basement - back in high school you'd have to walk around for ages trying to find your teacher who may be teaching another class or has gone down the road for that 7th cup of coffee.
What I'm not enjoying as much is the catchup work I have to do for missed lectures - I have to miss one of my Psych lectures every week and the lecture recordings are piling up on my iShuffle (which I use as a USB flash stick as well). It's not a lot of fun sitting at a computer for a full 90 or so minutes trying to transcribe 50 minutes of a lecture. A tip? Get them out of the way ASAP, no matter how much you'll hate it.
And I should probably sleep soon.
Warning: this blog is riddled with grammatical errors, long-winded rants and, worst of all, my own personal thoughts and experiences. In no way does it aim to be witty or entertaining. Any hint at being so is, rest assured, purely coincidental.
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Okay, okay. 7/8 weeks into uni and everybody's already moved past the introductions and the 'hello, nice to meet you' and here I am, starting my blog and making my first introductory post. First of all, I think it's only appropriate that I apologise for being such a lazy ass. And second of all, there is no second of all. I'm just a lazy ass. :)
Although, I swear, I was really looking forward to writing this blog. I love blogging, you see. The minute details of my life are lingering on the web in countless online journals (yes, even deadjournal, from when I thought being somewhat 'dead' was somewhat 'cool.) But anyyyfish, then my account only just got approved a couple of days before the Easter holidays, and then I felt that it wouldn't be appropriate to blog about my university experience during a week of holidays, and then I read through other people's introductory posts and felt an absurd kind of pressure to be as witty as everybody else, and then I thought to myself 'hey, Viv, here's an idea! Why don't you sleep on it and maybe a completely witty introductory post will come to you in your dream!' (I swear, this actually works. I dreamt the contents of last year's English oral - although, that isn't to say that the presentation was all too crash hot.) But, as you can see, I 'slept on it' for another 4 or 5 weeks and nothing witty came to me and now I'm making a horrible impression and my sentence structure and grammar is probably horribly off and I think I'm overusing the word 'and', and oh, heck, this will have to do. :)
Anyway, all that aside, I'm Viv. Eighteen. I've lived in Australia since I was two, but I hail from the good ol' Philippines because all the cool people come from there. Haha, no, not really. I'm an Arts student, studying Psychology, History (although I've been informed that I'm actually doing an Archaeology subject and not a History subject but, heck, it was under 'History' in the handbook and so blegh. Blegh, I say!), and Anthropology, and I'm hoping to do postgrad. Psych. I'm hoping to get a doctorate, but I reckon it would be even cooler to get a Masters degree because then I can make people call me 'Master Viv.' Nobody would though. They'd just say 'shut up, Viv, you loser.' :) Here's a tidbit for you: I wanted to be a La Trobe kid, but I hear the psych. courses are better known here at the good ol' U to the o to the M (haha that's me trying to be 'down' with the lingo). Also, my dad told me that if I went to La Trobe, I'd have to learn how to drive. And I'm hopeless at driving, mostly because I still have a terribly hard time telling my left from my right and I have to do that 'L' thing with my fingers. They have ducks over there, you see, and I love ducks. I collect rubberducks because they're cute. And I swear, they have attitude. I enjoy alphabetising my books, reading, writing, painting, drawing, being incredibly crap at Photoshop, playing (and sucking at) computer games (World of Warcraft, baby! Haha, yeah, dork much?), walking aimlessly around the Melbourne CBD, watching movies...pretty much mostly things that require me to sit on my ass. There's not much that will get me mad but a few things that I abhor are exclusiveness, computer viruses, people rubbing my back, and sultanas. Other than that, it's all good. As long as you don't intentionally exclude people, infect my computer with viruses, rub my back, and as long as you're not a walking, talking sultana, I'm sure you and I will get along just nicely. :)
The title of my blog has absolutely nothing to do with the content, I just thought it was the funniest thing i've heard in a long time...
I’m sitting on a train at the moment (like I seem to be doing most of the time) thinking of a witty anecdotal blog. Mind blank. Seem to have a fair amount of those lately, particularly these mind blanks occur in the mid-semester tests, perfect timing. If these tests are anything to go by then I am actually failing physics at the moment. Biology is going ok, could be worse; however, over the past few weeks I have acquired enough knowledge to successfully grow cannabis. (So this is the practical aspect of science?!) Though I should take full responsibility for physics marks (or lack thereof) I am passing the buck and shall blame it on the trains, spending ~20hrs a week on them, we’re getting well acquainted.
I should stop complaining about trains, it’s not very flattering – and I’ve met people travelling down from Bendigo each day, which deserves a round of applause and possibly a trophy they get to stick on their shelf. It is amazing that there are people out there who would travel so long to get to uni (ok, so it takes them 15mins more than me!). Why would you do that? thinking about uni, I was considering changing courses/uni’s. shhh… don’t tell anyone! Perhaps changing from science to commerce @ melb (pending marks) or maybe going elsewhere, don’t get me wrong… I LOVE Melbourne uni, (phew, covered my bases) but science is not what I want to be doing right now. Anyway, it’s just a thought. And yes commerce students – hmm. What can I say? *awkward silence*
Onto other things…
Today my friend got married! What a scary thought, she is the 2nd one of us to get hitched in the past year (weddings prove great reunions), and there are a couple more engaged, probably the reason why I’m listening to Jamie Cullum on my brother’s ipod. (I lost mine in Taiwan a couple of months ago). Speaking of music, I’ve just found out that there are free Monday lunchtime concerts that happen at the Melba hall between 1-2pm. Hopefully they're still going, should try make it to a few.
Wed is my ‘theory day’ with 4 lectures, a tutorial and a study group, (with a ballet class slotted in), and this Thurs is my ‘prac day’ with 2x 3hr labs and a tute, can’t believe the chemistry labs are still in the process of being built! I actually feel sorry for the professors (or whoever) who organise all this, we’re supposed to start this week – but it certainly doesn’t look ready!
Haha, good times.
Ciao!
Last week I felt very sophisticated, in going to see the 'fine arts' in the city of Melbourne. These fine arts included: a trip to the comedy festival, and going to the VCA symphonic orchestra. I know comedy doesnt exactly count as fine arts, far from it, but its in the city, and you have to buy tickets in advance, so its close enough. :P Moving on, I was one of the fortunate ones who saw Charlie Pickering for the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. And yes, the title of said blog just happens to be the punch line of one of his hilariously funny jokes (you had to be there). Although we're not supposed to talk about things not related to uni, this is justified because Farrago recommended seeing him!
The second event, the VCA performance, was fantastique! I went to school with some of the musicians, and knew that they were extremely talented. But seeing so many all together was amazing, I cant get over the fact that they're my age. Beethoven's Symphony #5 was particularly incredible. The reason I bring this up is because I've found the structure of my life change so much since coming to Uni. I can now actually go out in the middle of the week into the city (since I'm already on swanston street), and enjoy the city nightlife. I actually feel like my life is my own now, not just structured around an education.
On a less philosophical note, does anyone else have slightly eccentric lecturers? I have two that talk about very odd things alot, namely certain plants, and pesticides (if your in these subjetcs you'll know what I mean). I get that they're trying to relate the lecture topics to current/ modern events, but sometimes I think they go overboard.
Oh, and just to prove I am a cycling nut, I stayed up very late last night, watching Paris-Roubaix, knowing I had to get up at 5am. I don't function if im running on less than 8hrs sleep. Like now! For anyone else who follows the cycling, Tom Boonen (who won) was marvelous!
I habe another question I will leave you to ponder... Why is it so impossibly hard to follow through with good intentions, on starting assignments early?
For the last few weeks, I am growing to hate answering one particular question - "What course are you taking?"
For people who are taking, say, engineering or science this is no biggie. Not for me, though --- coz each and every time I tell people I am an Environments student, they'd be thinking that I am an Environmental Science student, which is so not true. Being a person who would like to major in a design-related field, it's been increasingly hard to just let this misconception pass.
For those who are ignorant about what Bachelor of Environments is, here's the 411:
- students who take it are not a bunch of tree-hugging, environmental-loving people; sure a few would be like that but many are not
- it is under 4 faculties: Architecture, Building and Planning; Engineering; Science; Land Food and Resources
- the ABP faculty serves as the "caretaker" of this course
- as you can see from above, it is definitely not just for those Environmentally-inclined; sure we have the choice to major in something quite related to Environmental Science but we could also do Architecture or Civil Systems (Engineering) among other things
Well, now that that is out of the way, I could move on to better things. It was my free day yesterday! Yey! So what do I do during my free day? 1. Answer online test for my core subject 2. Went to the dentist to have my chipped tooth taken cared of 3. Went to the International Night Market in Uni tonight with my cell goup. Anyone else went there? I had this sticky/gelatinous cube desserts which were really, really good and so colourful--- worth the 5 bucks I paid for them. Christian Union did churros, is that right? Because the market tent was just so packed, I wasn't able to go to their stall. I also went to an evening talk titled "The Problem with Christianity". Quite a mind-blowing talk. The speaker was good. His ideas are just so radical, in a way; made me ponder about stuff---especially about cats and dogs. Go figure.
On the academic side of things, I have one heck of a mixed bag that I dunno anymore how I am really doing with my subjects. One week I get relatively good to good marks, the next I'll be downgraded to 60%. That last one has gotten me pretty upset Thursday afternoon, not because of the relatively low mark per se, but because I've spent the entire week 4 doing it to the point that I had a relapse of fever at the end of the week because of plain lack of sleep. Phooey. This is a good reminder that a student's health should always be prioritised over academics.
Oh, and this week was the first week I've skipped one of my lectures. It wasn't entirely my fault really. My bus and train route decided to be both dodgy on Monday, when I was supposed to be having a 9am lecture. I arrived in campus around 9:40, and I just decided that it's not really worth it to hurry to some theatre just to hear 10-15 minutes' worth of lecture.
That's it for me... keep dreaming large people :)
Yet another blogger to join the ranks of first_year@unimelb! And, as usual, I'm 'fashionably' late.
So I suppose I should introduce myself. The name's Sara and I'm a first year commerce student. Yes, I can already hear the groans - "oh no, she's doing commerce!" Actually I have no idea why there seem to be so many people who say that when I tell them I'm doing commerce, it just seems to happen... so if anyone can tell me why there's a prejudice against commerce kids, feel free to enlighten me. Anyway, basically if all goes to plan (which I'm pretty sure it won't) I'll be majoring in Economics and Finance for my degree and adding a Diploma in Mathematical Sciences on top of it. I've discovered that I'm one of the few commerce students who are taking the subject Maths 1 because I actually like maths, as opposed to because they need it to do Actuarial Studies. And if that makes me nerdy... well, as my friends would tell you, I am a nerd. So meh.
I'm a debater, so that says two things about me - I like to argue and I like to keep informed. I'm a member of MUDS, which is about the only society that I joined during O week that I actually participate in. Oh, apart from the free BBQs of SSS/MUESC/More Beer!/PIRATES/etc. but I'm not counting them, since going to BBQs can hardly be counted as a strenuous (or productive) activity. All that beer and sausages isn't really good for my waistline but oh well. I have to walk for about half an hour to get to the train station closest to home, so I figure that burns enough calories to stop me from feeling guilty.
The first couple of weeks for me were pretty relaxed, which was good because kicking your brain back into gear after 4 months of break isn't exactly easy - and it wasn't helped by the fact that all that partying during O camp and week had left me exhausted. (To anyone who might be starting uni next year reading this - go on camp. Until either you run out of money or until you're dead on your feet. It's a great way to meet people and so much fun!) We've recently moved into new material in most of the lectures though, so I suppose it's time to start working seriously... or not. I hear first year on the whole is supposed to be just one big party; though what with all the balls, cruises and other events that seem to be chalked up on uni roads recently, I'm inclined to think that it's not just us first years who are forsaking studying for partying.
That's probably enough about me for now... better get back to catching up on those missed lectures from the past week. Or maybe not. Those MUMS Puzzle Hunt puzzles are mighty distracting.
So I believe that things are slowly beginning to fall into place – ok, so perhaps a routine hasn’t quite been established yet, but there are certain routes one takes to classes and there are people whom one routinely spots in lectures. (There is a guy in my bio lecture who I see 3 times a week, he goes on the same train/bus as me, and I STILL haven’t talked to him! He probably thinks I’m the biggest snob ever, but then again he’s made no effort…)
The general consensus on how everyone is doing so far (due to extensive research with whoever I happen to be sitting next to – watch out) I’m getting responses like ‘downward spiral’, ‘thinking of quitting’, ‘I’m in some ploy to cut student numbers’ and the ever popular ‘don’t talk to me about it’. I agree with most of the above.
Coming to this point of desperation I was avoiding the first year learning centre for quite sometime, being wary of the tutor’s reaction if I said, “I don’t have a question for you, because I know nothing.” (Hence I haven’t been able to do any questions) Sitting down with me and picking a random problem (or should I say the easiest mcq there was available) to test how much I did know. They soon found out that I knew nothing and proceeded to guide me on a few basic principles, (‘what is force?’) which I should, but didn’t know. It’s not going to make me pass physics, but it still is a step in the right direction.
This week I keep bumping into my Christian Union friends – what is good? My first thought that it was the absence of evil, but I don't think thats's right. Therefore, is then evil is the absence of good, like cold is the absence of hot, or dark is the absence of light? (Albert Einstein). They are quite interesting questions to ask oneself.
Onto other things – I now have a job! I think I mentioned in one of my earlier posts that job hunting was on the list (of things to do) and this week I started as… a telemarketer! Yes, yes I am the annoying person that calls you just as you sit down to eat dinner. mm..Food…
Ciao!
*looking out of the window
Initially, I was planning to have some fun in writing down my very relaxing holiday and the things (or the lack of) I managed to get done over that week but sadly, life goes on and things, not always good, happen.
Take last Friday, for example. I had my first test. Admittedly, it was only a short 20 MCQs exam but I guess that was exactly what was bad about it. Everybody (or mostly everybody) studied and revised the general concepts, principles and the stuff the lecturers said were examinable. So we rocked up to the exam, confident that we have at least 90% of the contents down pat. Unfortunately, it was the other 10% - facts that the lecturers chucked out just to interest us, almost like an afterthought - that was on the exam. All in all, it was relatively painless, we either knew it or we didn't. It wasn't like a math exam where after a 10 minute panick session over a problem, you suddenly realize how stupid you have been and discover the solution. This was pure memory - no amount of scratching your head or chewing your nails will help you. But being painless doesn't mean it was easy. I already know for certain I've got 2 questions wrong. *sigh* But it was a new experience, completely different from exams in high school, which was a breeze.
The Easter break was good. I camped out in my room and managed to turn my sleeping pattern around until I was 100% nocturnal. I would get up at 4pm in the afternoon and stay up all the way till 8am the next morning. My housemates were completely surprised when I popped out of my room on the weekend cause they haven't seen me all week. Of course, I did run out of food and had to do a grocery run in the middle of the week but all in all, it was a nice, long relaxing week where I literally did nothing. Pity it wasn't for longer. But then again, I am still not doing much work these days and nothing has changed at all so I guess I'm still kind of in the holiday mode.
Socialising at uni is definitely different from (and harder than) high school. This is even more so when almost all your friends are in another state. However, like life, things move along and you eventually adapt to the new environment (no, this is not natural selection or survival of the fittest... These days, I seem to be able to do nothing but make puns and analogies relating to biology). I no longer have any trouble finding friends before lectures, which either means that my friendship circle has gotten bigger or my friends have now picked one congregational place to gather around. I sincerely hope it is the former. I can remember almost all of my friends' names, which is good, since now that we're getting into week 5, it's kind of embarrassing asking people for their names. And last weekend, a couple of my friends and I hanged out at Melbourne central, had lunch and watched the movie "the Other Boelyn Girl". Has anybody else watched it? For people who enjoyed "Elizabeth: the Golden Age" and other such movies, you would probably also enjoy this one. Be warned, it has a lot of stuff that is ridiculously fictional. For my review on the movie, visit: http://www.helium.com/items/974679-ambition-politics-betrayal-again (To the moderators: if we are not allowed to put links into these blogs, I apologize in advance and plead ignorance. I can't remember whether it was one of the rules. If it is, can you just delete this sentence?). After watching "Atonement" and this movie one after the other, I am in serious need of some romantic comedy or chick flicks to empty my brain. Anybody have any suggestions?
Lectures and tutorials have just settled into a mandatory schedule. They are no longer the exciting unknown adventures that they were a couple of weeks ago. I'm increasingly finding myself looking at the clock, which is kind of sad. The stuff that we are learning are very interesting and I actually enjoy them. It's just the learning process is so cut up and dried. My lecturers change every single week, which is slightly frustrating because just when you've found a lecturer's style to your taste, a week later, he's gone and another lecturer is in his place. But considering how my results from the last test won't be very good, I can't really complain and should be spending more time studying than surfing the net.
In other news, the Clinton-Obama duel is yet to come to a close. I am getting really frustrated. The media know that Clinton has almost no chance of beating Obama in terms of delegates by the August convention. The voters know that. The Democratic party knows that. For goodness sakes, even Hillary Clinton and her campaign team knows that. So why on earth is she still in the race, refusing to give up when even several key members of the Democratic party have publicly asked for her to step down already. The longer she stays in, slugging dirt on Obama, the more voters will be swayed towards John McCain.
Tomorrow, I have my first real prac, which should be interesting. I've had pracs before but they were computer-simulated learning so it wasn't much fun staring at the computer screen for 3 hours. Tomorrow, we'll be in the labs, wearing our newly-purchased Melbourne Uni lab coats and undoubtedly looking extremely nerdy. At least, none of us will have a stethoscope around our necks (sorry, med inside joke). Lol, I had trouble in the bookshop today, buying my lab coat because there were so many types to choose from, my eyes got dizzy. There was the lab coats with the Uni Melb logo stamped on it, the short white coats that had a tag saying "consultation coat" but with a label saying lab coat, the white gown-like coat called theatre gown, the blue dentistry coat and another blue unidentified type. Couldn't they just make an all-in-one coat for us?
Now, moving on to a random topic regarding time zones. Theoretically, we are 10 hours ahead of GMT. Last week, when we were still on Daylight Saving, we were 11 hours ahead (understandable). Yet sometime during that week, I got an email from my parents in Glasgow informing me that they've also gone on Daylight saving so that our time difference is once again 10 hours. Yet last Sunday, we reverted back to normal times, so now Glasgow is only 9 hours behind us. So in the span of a couple of days, the time difference between my parents and me has changed by 2 hours. It might not seem like such a big deal but it just seems pointless and humourous for the time zone to change when in reality, we are all living in the same time (the now) and there shouldn't really be any differences at all. After all, my parents are not literally 10 hours back in time from me, are they? I'll leave you on that weird and seemingly pointless note.
Cheers
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