I can't seem to remember. It's not me; it's just my mind, my condition. But I have no problem, because I take down notes. I write what I want to remember. I choose my life even though it may be a lie.
Can you trust me?
I AM EXTREMELY OVER-EXAGGERATIVELY HAPPY THAT ERB APPROVED MY PROPOSALS.
This means my experiments proposed were not in an way, intended or unintentionally methodologically harmful to participants, experimenters and the general public, physically, mentally or legally.
This means I save time by not needing to resubmit proposals and other wacko stuff.
Mid terms tomorrow.
Today, I went for scaling.
No, it doesn't mean you have to stand on a weighing machine and wait for them to start criticizing you for not exercising regularly.
Scaling is a procedure where the orthodontist removes layers of grime, dirt, plaque, food residue, and much more from your teeth surfaces and under your gums, which cannot be usually removed through ordinary brushing or flossing.
The orthodontist usually uses an ultrasonic scaler, which has a tip which vibrates very fast to remove debris.
It's not really a painful process, unless you are the type of person who do not brush your teeth correctly, or eat a lot of starchy/meaty food.
Today I had trouble with scaling.
You see, when your teeth is being scaled, there is a tiny tube on the scaler which occasionally spurts out water to clean off the debris.
There is another tube which sucks everything out. This is usually held by the orthodontist's assistant.
The assistant sucked a.k.a. doesn't know how to hold that sucker.
Thus, I was drowning on the operation chair.
The drama unfolds.
I kicked the table which swirled around and hit the assistant who hits the orthodontist who hits me.
NOT.
Is a Mac PRO.
Has TWO 3.2 Gigahertz Quad-Core Intel Xeon Processors.
Has 32 Gigabytes of RAM, distributed among 8 slots.
Has 320 Gigabytes of Storage Space.
Has the immensely intensive NVIDIA Quadro FX 5600 1.5 Gigabytes Graphics Card.
And of course, you must also pick the Apple Cinema HD Display with 30 inches of flat panel madness, almost double the display of ordinary laptops.
Lastly, it is a computer that WILL NOT GO OBSOLETE for at least the next 10 years.
So, how much can this baby be.
RM 58,683.80
It's so much it's not even funny anymore.
(I accept donations, thank you.)
1. I deleted WC3 from my computer. Permanently. I declare today a day of my personal independence. That means more time for projective drawings research, cola test research, and design homework.
2. Someone PMS-ed today. She better be reading this: PMS.
3. WTH.
1. OMG, ED HARDY AND TRUE RELIGION JEANS ARE BEING STOCKED IN PARKSON, PAVILION KUALA LUMPUR.
2. And to accompany such randomness, Lucky Star.
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