restless. Bloody hell. So restless without my laptop.
So restless and uninspired to start on my friggin' lab reports. So restless my mind's been wonderin. I kept replaying in my head, that night at Munchie's trying to find that exact moment where I could have turned my head and realised my laptop was at the table right beside us and rescue it. Its like I've allowed my child to get lost at the shopping mall because i was too busy digging at the SALE pile. I feel like i've let my laptop down. I keep imagining it on some rickety table with poor lighting probably used to surf porn or something. Worse still, sometimes i see it dismembered, with the hard disk here and CD rom drive there. Shit la. I've also been thinking, if i could turn back time, should i go back to the time where we walk into munchie's and make sure i never leave my laptop unattended OR go back in time and do everything the same way but making sure i SEE THE BLOODY COLD BLOODED, LACKING IN CIVIC MINDEDNESS, SCUM OF THE EARTH, EVIL EVIL THIEF THAT STOLE MY BABY! then i think..no no no cannot be so VENGEFUL but i look over to the study table and my FUJITSU is not there.. my pictures.. my blog addresses... my songs...my videos.. are ALL NOT THERE. shit. shit. shit. MAY THE FLEAS OF A MILLION CAMELS INFEST YOUR ARMPITS!!!!

*deep breath* On a lighter note, shitty times such as these make more prominent thy trusty true friends. Oh Belle, what good have I done to deserve you la my love! Who else would be more kan chiong spider than me about my laptop? Trying all ways and means to find a miniscule beam of hope.. I adore you. H'annette Woo! thanks for Balderdash, Swordfish at Fish and Co. and "long kao jui" coffee and yes the hell ride back home. Yeah and Shirley and Monika and Ding Li and Daniel and yeah i could go on and on... but YES I'm so touched and blessed :)

In a huge twist of my NUS story, I find myself enjoying school this sem. I love the lsm modules i'm doing this sem. ES is cow-loads of fun and English is mind boggling and fascinating at the same time. The thing about lvl 3 LSm modules, is that you get the more experienced lecturers. These are people who have been doing what they do for donkey years ( i dunno how to convert to human years). It is most inspiring to sit and listen to lectures delivered with the comfort that can only be the product of years of experience and a great wealth of knowledge. Coupled with the type of passion that comes with ultimate devotion to a study of something one truly truly feels for. It may be about big primates, small insects, Big forests and ecosystems or small lichens and mosses. When the heart is sincere, it comes through. I think I've become a true blue science GEEK. Just the other day, Prof Hugh Tan was explaining how each of us has a unique combination of immune genes/proteins. This combination gives a characteristic body smell. Therefore in sexual selection in Homo Sapiens, smell comes into play. We would therefore be subconsiously attracted to a person whos odour indicates that that individual has a combination of immune genes that compliments ours. This is nature's (and IMHO God's) way of ensuring that the resulting offspring would get a complete or near complete immune system. COOL SHIT right? OMG. it fascinated me so much because IT MAKES SO MUCH FRIGGIN SENSE. Why people would take other people's laptop without considering the fact that it contains so much personal stuff and hard hard work makes none the slightest semblence of a sense to me! *scoff*

Ya know, sometimes when i tell people I'm in Science Faculty and I'm in the Catholic Students' Society, people get all smug and remark " I tot religion and science do not agree? " I tell you. If you study science, you'll see the complete symmetry found in a flower, the arrangement of petals in a rose according to 2 consecutive numbers in the Fibonacci's series, how your lungs are perfectly adapted to most efficiently draw oxygen from the environment, how your heart a single muscled organ the size of your fist could supply the entire human body, how we squeeze all the intestine into our abdomen and how a bird's closest animal relative is a CROCODILE and DINOSAUR... you have no choice but to submit and subscribe to the existance of a greater power and higher being. That greater power for me is my God. Simple as that.

Oh yah last random note, banner painting is so damn theraputic. Its like artistic/creative yoga. Having to do awkward squarts, bending, kneeling machiam playing twister to avoid wet paint is painful, strangely rewarding and even helps improve one's overall dexterity! Oh not to mention the turpentine HIGH! I think the final product rocks socks! Open your eyes big big when you go Central Forum HOR!

Ok. i think i've over compensated for my lack of enteries due to the lack of lap top.

Till the next time i get BLOG-spired.  ¶ 6:49 AM