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Sunday, November 01, 2009
samccx

SMS messages:

Sam: im staying over at chee weng hse, they are drinking
Mum: U R NAUGHTY. UR MOM IS DRUNK
Sam: U ARE THE NAUGHTY ONE, I AM NOT DRUNK
Mum: I LUV U
Sam: LOVE U 2
Mum: THANK U

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Saturday, October 31, 2009
finishing a paragraph allows me to waste more time;

Picture0115 by you.

Picture0117 by you.

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Friday, October 30, 2009
until when?;

i just don't understand why you do this. :(

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Thursday, October 29, 2009
samccx

Ms Usha's reply when someone said Global Societies isn't related to Mass Comm (geez):
"What about if you want to do journalism? These are world views. I'm not from the School of Communication you know, I'm from the School of International Relations."

Later:
Sam: Miss, there is a School of International Relations here?!
Ms Usha: No, I was just testing to see if you guys are paying attention. But since no one said anything abou it, I guess not.

Upon finding out that Ernest's CD burned CD collection are not labeled:
"When you play music on Windows Media Player you put it on shuffle right? Well, this is shuffle."

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
after all;

Image0103 by you.
sometimes i need a change

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Monday, October 26, 2009
what did i do that for?;

26-11-06_2020 by you.

BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
what High Distinction?;

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Sunday, October 18, 2009
3 things;




If The Earth Were Small


If the Earth were only a
few feet in diameter, floating a
few feet above a field somewhere, people
would come from everywhere to marvel at it. People
would walk around it, marvelling at its big pools of water,
its little pools, and the water flowing between the pools. Peo-
ple would marvel at the bumps on it, and the holes in it, and the dif-
ferent areas on it. And they would marvel at the very thin layer of gas
surrounding it and at the water suspended in the gas. People would mar-
vel at all the creatures walking around the surface of the ball, and at the
creatures in the water, and at the green vegetation growing on the surface.
The people would declare it as sacred, because it was the only one, and
they would protect it so that it would not be hurt. The ball would be
the greatest wonder known, and people would come to pray to it, to
be healed, to gain its knowledge, to know its great beauty, and to
defend it with their lives because they would somehow know
that their lives, their own roundness, could be nothing
without it. If the Earth were only a few feet
in diameter. (Olaf Skarsholt, New
Zealand, 1990)

  • I was watching this program on the World War 2 and I like that they used a lot of real war footages - and one was of how the US Army derived a technic from Pavlov's conditional reflex experiment (you know, Pavlov's Dog?).They starved dogs and then trained them to find food under cars. Then they strap bombs to their bodies, and released them when the German tanks are near, and then detonate. I almost cried when I saw the footage. One second the dog was running out in the field, a beautiful German sheperd-like dog - and the next - everything was up in a cloud of black smoke.
Man's best friend.

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Saturday, October 17, 2009
gee;

Chee Weng: Yerr you're like a normal girlfriend now!
Sam: Normal girlfriend?! Why?! What's a normal girlfriend?!
Chee Weng: You're taking food pictures!!!!

I just wanted to show off the ham and egg ramekin sandwich... :(

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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
samccx

I really enjoy some of my assignments this semester, although the workload is tedious and the deadlines tight. I'm learning a lot through my own researches. Partly because this sem we have subjects like Global Societies and Media Literacies. Although the lecturer is a little long winded in the latter subject, the former one is breezing through the topics a little too lightly for my liking. We cover things like migration, justice, human rights - somewhat similar to what we did in World Issues, but the lecturer just touched the subjects on the surface and we never delve into anything in a more in-depth level!!!! We could have learned so much more. It isn't that she's uninformed - she definitely knows what she's teaching - it's just the way she teach. I wish she'd teach us more.

Today someone presented on terrorism in Afghanistan, and when she showed a picture of a person being lynched while there were people watching on, and this:


Source

And she laughed. She found the pictures to be very funny. And then the class laughed with her. At the end of the presentation the lecturer said she seemed very happy to be presenting, and she said so herself that she found the pictures funny.

Honestly, I was horrified. I wonder what the lecturers in ICPU would have done if they were there. Ms Christie told us off for the first time when someone made fun of a picture of a malnutritioned child. Mr Colin told the class off when they laughed at homosexuals. From the stories I've heard, Mr Moaz, Mr Hannah and Mr Wise will definitely have not tolerated the laughter.

Today my lecturer stayed silent.

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