Today Kelly mentioned abt hula hoops. And I thought of those two hoops lying at the corner, all forlorn.

I suddenly miss my hula hoops. And how we were ever so inseparable.

Anw, tt aside, Hurrah! I'm (We're) finally gonna get my (our) ass (es) off the couch/bed/seat and sit exercising proper. Well, at least for now. Geoff's so v glad for me, and he's gonna coach me periodically, hopefully. I'm sure I'd pick up something, albeit the basics, from the ex rj vice-cap/cap huh. Tt motivates me qt abit actually hah.

Proper excercise starts next Tues for us. Elaine Kelly me. HAH.

Somehow, like what Elaine said, its almost impossible to breathe during Genetics lecture.
You know the lecture is too long, with an overload of information, when students actually CLAP and cheer when lecture is over. I heave a sigh of relief when lecture ends.
You know the lecture is too long, when u start to get hungry and resort to sharing a piece of banana cake with 2 other friends.
You know the lecture is depressing, when you have to resort to eating sugar-free sweets non-stop in an attempt to be cheered up. At least, eating/popping random sweets adds tt bit of excitement into the otherwise monotonous lecture.
You know that the lecture is too fast paced, when you scribble little notes here and there, trying really heard to catch what the lecturer is saying, even though they make not much sense to you. And, your circular plasmids no longer look circular. Talk abt taking down notes blindly.

But despite all tt, I think my lecturer is quite funny and grandfatherly.