Laboratory Safety Programme

life hasn't YET been interesting, but frankly speaking, i don't think Sydney is a boring place, probably is because i am still very new here, things have been too unfamiliar for me. anyway, i am still moving on with the life here, i still eat, just that i eat only two meals a day; i still bath, just that i bath only twice here, one time less than when i am in malaysia; i still do sports, just that i am doing more here compared to in malaysia, which i swim every single day, and i actually risking my own future by soaking in the jacuzzi spa pool everyday and threatening my own sperm production (time to quit voonsien!!!); i still talk, but have been far less talkative than ever since english with australian accent has become my major language here which i am still kinda not used to it; i still sleep, kissing my own pillow which i brought over from malaysia, but not soundly asleep due to the new environment and most importantly, i miss my own bed, i should have brought it along too~~ok, stop talking nonsense.

as my title said, i, we students of University of New South Wales i would say, were to attend this Laboratory Safety Programme before we can get a certificate which functions like a universal pass to access the lab in the uni. it's held on monday, which i initially felt pleased about not having to attend the PTRL1010 which is the boring Introduction of Petroleum Engineering class lectured by the monotonously talking lecturer, anyway, i still love this lectuerer since i am still under his group in another correspond subject, Tim, you should learn to love him too~~ok back to the Lab safety programme. the programme lasted 8 hours, which you can see how particular UNSW is on the safety of using the lab. so yeah, the first hour, every students were paying full attention to the person in charge, responded to his questions, laughed at his jokes and etc. In the following hour, people started to get hypnotized, and the responses was getting lesser and lesser. so what was i doing during that time? obviously people like me wouldn't be listening to him right? so yah, this was what i did with Timothy sitting beside me.

so yah, this was what i had done to my notes. started scribbling some ugly arts on it. i started to get dizzy in the class.
the lecturer kept on talking mercilessly. so this was the only thing i could do. shouted for help in my heart, and only Tim could hear it, or i should say could see it. hehe.

well, the picture is kinda blurred out. wonder if you will have a clear vision of it. nvm, it's intended to tell you that i started inclining my body 45 degree from the chair and at the verge of dozing off.

so yah, this bright and brilliant idea flashed through my mind. actually i was guilty i've nearly fallen asleep, see the "remorse" word?hehe ( I REALLY AM, wth, why should i stressed on it?*wicked smile*)
see this, it reminded me of the undang booklet that i studied last time for the undang test. ok, pretty random.

this was the expected final result. sympathetically, the eight-hours-programme was nothing but the boring killing dreading torturing talk with a little bit of merciness they've put in by adding on the slide show and some videos.

so that's it. what was worse, i had an exam straight after that until 6pm. fucking tiring day i could say. now i start to realise how interesting Sir Henry (my PTRL1010 lecturer) can be.