Last week i had lunch in this cafe near the eng fac and had the biggest cultural shock of my life, in the form of my lunch itself. it was a pancake. with bacon on top. and with so much maple syrup that the pancake looked like an island in the plate. taste good actually. apparently its canadian. stop trying to imagine how it taste like coz there's no way u can.

lengthy absence was partly due to assignments (drowning), partly laziness, partly new found passion for pingpong and partly gears.

drawing gears do not fit to belong in the category of assigment bcoz it is so extremely tedious, time consuming, boring, unimaginative, monotonous, evil and despicable. The aussies just call it gay. not that i think assignments are fun but drawing gears is just on a whole new level. thats right its even lower than assignments.

i dont get much nightmares, but next time i do i'm sure i'll see gears. like in The Ring. except that instead of glowing ring on tv i see glowing gear on my computer.

i need to vacuum my room.

i just realised that i dont have as much desire as an average young person. nor passion. nor facial expression(this i was told quite a while ago). its like at some point in my life i died a little inside. wonder how long i need to search for that something to rekindle the fire.

all this, from "Last" to "fire.", was written to run away from answering: "Briefly explain how each of the following influences the tensile modulus of a semicrystalline polymer and why:" why la, why ?