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Wednesday, October 18
9:19 AM



it's a wonder how it's smokin' everywhere i go. literally and well, figuratively, if you like. ;) see there's the incessant haze, then there're the 2 smoking heaters which smoked only when i was bathing, and then today in school a fire broke out and there was pretty much smoke. and nat came running to me full of excitement and asked if my smoking heater was somewhere near the fire. i somehow got the connection, and i somehow didn't. but it was humourous nontheless to see how excited nat was when she was running across. ;)



about the fire in school, it was probably the teeny-weeny excitement we all needed to spark that extra bit of adrenaline to last us to the exams, and after. i learnt the true spirit of journalism as i sat on the bench watched them run about more than excitedly with their notebooks and pens in tow, not forgetting the snap-snap cameras and the film-film cameras. and i thought to myself, this is what it means to be a journalist. i don't think i was born to be one.



it's been a pretty interesting week, a slow but steady recovery from the last. i love the random happenings, like how i wake up to a friend next to me on the train in the morning, and end up bumping into him again on the train back. how i thought i was totally wasting my time in a lecture, but ended up proven the wonders of technology yet again as i caught up with a friend from the other side of the world i thought i lost. and how i prided myself for being a true Singaporean for watching the ending of Maggie and Me, carried on to watch My Sassy Neighbour (and actually found it pretty funny), and ended with a re-run of Daddy's Girls. and i was tempted by the advertisement for the last season of Phua Chu Kang. this is how we display our national pride.



in the coming 3 weeks, i have a 12-page newspaper to put together, a flash-based and html-based website to complete, and a one minute video to conceptualise, film and complete. oh and i've got a few quizzes and tests sprinkled inbetween. woo!




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