Are university students actually environmentally concious?

i'm studying biochemistry. i have 70 plus course mates of which the majority of them are taking a course called environmental biochemistry. it's a third year course but in my opinion, it is a relatively easy (no... manageable) course. why do i say this? it's because the biochemistry part (which involves certain biogeochemical cycles and molecular structures of pollutants) of the course is just half of it. the other half is about how pollutants actually pollute the environment, ways we can remedy and prevent further damage (which for me is eye-opening and easy - because most of it is common sense) and also learning what 'biodegradable' really mean - how this term has been rampantly misused in commercial world. many of my course mates do not like this course because the lecturer is temperamental at times and will not bend to accommodate you. but aside from that, i would think it would be a very practical course to take as it relates directly to our lives, unlike many other biochemistry courses where the main focus is biochemical processes of a minute part of our body. yes it does relate to us but sometimes you can get a little lost in all the glucose transporters, second messenger systems and major histocompetibility complexes that you tend to forget that these stuffs are actually in every one of us humans and other living organisms.

anyway, all the ramblings above leads to the following scenario which i witnessed with my very own eyes. my friends and i were walking up the 'hill' to lecture halls complex and ahead of us were another bunch of our course mates. we were going to attend our last lecture on environmental biochemistry. we were drinking milo form those green paper boxes and i saw one of my course mates (from the group ahead of us) throw the milo box into the drain!
i know that our faculty doesn't have dustbins at every corner, but they do have 2 to 3 dustbins on every floor of all the buildings... would it mortally hurt you to hold your rubbish for a couple of paces more to a dustbin? i guess there's always a thrill of breaking the rules... but it's just so ironic that a university student that has just finished a course in which she learns exactly what can be biodegraded throws a cardboard box which has plastic lamination and bits of other plastic materials into the drain without casting a thought on how it would clog the drainage system and contribute to the already too-foul-to-breathe stench of the faculty of science! and this behaviour from one whom i've known since form 6 and she, a city slicker!

Evil Nut

isn't this the most ugliest, evil-est nut you've ever seen? it really is a NUT... picture it hanging from a plant!

limited free time should be used for sleep not blogging

gosh... i just cried myself silly watching the second last half of My Girl... although i've seen that movie so many times and it's probably more than 10 years old, it's still so sad to watch thomas j (macauley culkin) die... i must promise myself to never watch this movie with anyone around... i'd totally embarrass myself... since i'm not the crying-in-public kind of girl... in fact, if i were to be objective about myself, i think i'm really insensitive... not in-touch with my feelings and all that girly stuff... somehow, unwittingly i seem to have become some sort of "aunt agony" where people keep telling me their problems and their secrets and sometimes i don't feel like i have a right to know these secrets... i mean, i've always had an impression that when someone tells you a secret, you're supposed to tell them one of yours... but as i've said before, i'm not comfortable with telling people my secrets... and sometimes, i just can't think about any secrets that i have... which is totally bullshit because everyone has secrets... but yeah, back to the issue... i just wonder why some friends would trust me for a good advice when i myself am not living the perfect dream life... but nonetheless, it's touching to know that they value our friendship as much as i do... so ok, enough with all this talk of feelings...

just a random thought... some people think chewing gum looks cool... undoubtedly, some people look cool doing anything... but for the rest of us, trying to look cool may sometimes come off as appearing to imitate a cow in a grazing field... get the picture? constant chewing, got a certain rhythm going with the jaw movement... down, to the left, to the right and up etc... i don't have anything against gum chewing, in fact sometimes it's just refreshing after long hours of inactivity or after eating some onion-ey/garlic-ey foods... but i suddenly had this idea of comparing gum chewing with a cow pop into my head a few days ago... and i can't help suppressing a chuckle everytime i think about it... maybe i'm just going mental with all the immunology i'm supposed to be studying.


ooh... something funny happened today... actually, i think it's kind of sadistic for me to classify this as funny... anyway, on our way back home we nearly knocked down TWO mcdonald's delivery bikes. i'm sure they were from the ss2 branch... at first, delivery guy 1 swerved and abruptly cut in front of the car and as an automatic reflex dad swerved the car slightly in the opposite direction. split seconds later delivery guy 2 swerved from the other side... if dad had been travelling faster and turned his steering wheel a little bit further, that delivery guy would have stopped delivering! (get what i mean?)