say it with me – ugh.

Last week was Chinese New Year. Many people got a whole week off. I had, in essential, one day. Monday and Tuesday were public holidays, so we didn’t have our Abnormal Psychology class. But that was it. Thursday and Friday we had the usual classes. And to top that off, we had a replacement class on Saturday. Saturday!! That meant I had 9 a.m. classes three days in a row. Say it with me – ugh. We were supposed to spend Saturday afternoon performing community service as a course requirement, but that got cancelled.

On Wednesday, I had to interview the CEO of HELP for an article I’m writing for the American Flyer, the ADP’s newsletter which I’m still a part of, even though I’m no longer a part of the ADP. It was quite interesting. Hannah was with me, and the two of them found out they had something in common – playing Chinese musical instruments. We also found out things about HELP that we didn’t know, like the area from the main entrance of the main block until the bursary was originally meant to be a disco, of all things…

On Thursday, a bunch of us ended up going for Music and Lyrics, with Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore. It was a very, very light movie. Predictable, but he’s funny. Friday was the first ever Student Council Meeting of the B.Psych. program. Being the newly-appointed secretary, I had to go and take notes and all. The meeting ran a little longer than was expected, so I was basically in class from 9 to 12, in a meeting from 12 to 2 and in another class from 2 to 4. Say it with me – ugh.

Today, we were supposed to have a quiz on Sexual Variants, Abuse and Dysfunctions for our Abnormal Psych. class, but that didn’t happen, even though I flipped through the second half of the chapter (Hannah flipped through the first half), pausing to read only what caught my attention – pause-and-squeeze technique, anyone? I read out bits of it to Lavan, who was laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe. We expected class to be “lively”, as Viv put it, but it was far from.

It started to rain, and Viv was going to give us a ride to the main block. She and Hannah had gone to get her car, and Lavan and I were waiting outside our building. Then, these two guys appeared and were talking in some foreign language. Being the curious (I’ll refrain from using ‘nosy’ here…) creatures that we are, we tried to figure out where they were from. Our guesses were Nepal, Pakistan, Mauritius and the like, but it was only when the moved behind us that we figured out what they were speaking was Hindi.

All I’ve been doing lately is attempting to study for some more midterms. Human Factors is on the 1st, and Personality is on the 2nd. Biopsychology is on the 9th. Ihave to go to bed now, cuz when I wake up it’ll be time to tackle Freud's sex life. Say it with me – ugh.