Went to school in the morning to restart my FYP ventures. Using various different papers, I somehow managed to come up with new ideas for the project. I will put that in soon. I have been wanting to fix that thing long ago, but only yesterday did I manage to find something relevent online.
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Supposedly meeting for lunch at 1.30pm, but I really wondered, why ben and I were the only ones really eating lunch? And then, I started to think further down, what did I choose to forgo my chicken soup just for a lunch meeting at arts, where basically only 2 out of 4 people were eating this so-called lunch? And why am I enduring hunger just for that? 1 or 2 people will still be ok, but… 4 out of 6? What the hell? It just shows something. Something very fundamental is missing somewhere. But at least I saw bread.
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And I have said before, I hate people who walked off without even attempting to say anything, and we had to find out their whereabouts from some other people. Then I stopped and looked back, and reminded myself that people are different. They can do whatever they think they like best. If they like it that way, so be it. I am fine with that. I hate, but that does not mean I won't accept.
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Went back to lab to stone, and it started to rain very heavily, which was good. I love rain. I quite like listening to raindrops. But I was not really listening to the rain as I was crapping and listening. Did nothing much today, but there's nothing much to do in the first place. I apparently went to school for lunch. Today's bonus was 1 extra new guinea pig.
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Went home via 198 and then 143. The first 198 was full, and the bus captain did not even open the door. The second one was less full, and we even managed to find seats. Often, during peak hours, it will be quite hard to get up these buses, as it will be quite full, but luckily the wait was not too long today. Usually, the back of the buses have 'ghosts' that 'prevented' people from moving to the rear. Take a look at the buses during peak hours next time. Usually people refuse to move in with the excuse of being inconvenient to get out of the bus later. Maybe the buses can consider bringing back the third door, but it will be quite impossible due to the engines and parts and whatevers, and also the idea of a low floor bus, which actually has steps inside. The best bus ever built is the natural gas powered one: not 1 step, but 2, to get up to the 'upper seats'. Makes you feel so high up on a single deck bus.
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Even 143 home was packed like sardines. I overheard a mother's reply to her daughter's request to go to the upper deck: "?????????". Oh well. Sometimes such things happen. Abled people do not want to go to the upper deck for their own convenience. There was once when I took a double decker bus, where the lower deck was so packed, and the upper deck had so many seats available! In this case, if you put yourself into the mother's shoes, you can see (hopefully it is correct though) that she had taken her daughter's safety into consideration. It is indeed true that some bus drivers drive the buses as if they are Ferraris or Porsches or Lamborghinis. But however, I still think it is important to teach the young correct values, to be considerate of others, and not letting the idea of convenience to be deeply rooted into the mind.
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