BMR BMR... sigh... lectures are huge bores as much as i try to pay attention, my eyes constantly flit to the big lecture theatre clock, and they water as i try to keep from falling asleep... but the contents are alright, i guess... i sort of understand them... Then comes the project, tedious, what with 300 surveys and keying in every individual survey into what they call the spss, which kind of resembles microsoft excel but supposedly for data mining and analysis or whatever... Only good thing is that tutorials are only 2 hours and since i'm done with BOE, i get to reach home by 12+ afternoon...

I'm on an unrestricted salad diet... nothing crazy like tracy and samuel's acne diet, which is eat nothing except fruits and raw vegetables... i'll eat salads for every meal, just lettuce, cheese, bacon bits, thousand island dressing (my only indulgence) and either eggs or fish or chicken. Pretty balanced, i think... Oh, and no snacking as far as possible, unless i hear my tummy growling noisily which it has recently taken to doing in the quietest of locations like the audio or video suites... naughty tummy...

anyway, me, sam and tracy took these on monday while waiting to go for our chinese stop press meeting...








Then it's just me...



stoning...



acting pissed... or maybe i am... cuz of the dumb surveys...



do the surveys for me? aka puss in boots look...



looking furtive...