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Cheese

Good morning. I woke up today thinking about this awesome new pizza that Pizza Hut just came out with. Not that I'm advertising for it. But this advertisement at some random busstop caught my eye while I was on my way to school. Being a cheese-lover, I've gotta try this one. Hoorah for Italian cheese :D

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Speaking of Italy, I'm dying to watch this!

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Ah, gelato!

You might be wondering why is it that I seem to have more time in my hands. The arts faculty's having this e-learning week now. It masks all the million things I actually have to do. Like the 3 pending lectures to hear, and of course my projects. You see, we actually think that by having this, we'd be able to save more time but it actually makes you do more work. By being at home and being in front of your computer, people actually thought it will be faster, but in actual fact no. Like online discussion is twice as long as the actual physical discussion we could have had in classes. I just had two e-learning via chatrooms and it was uber slow and messy. I do remember my old MIRC days where I could easily follow people's spams in the main window, but imagine brainstorming ideas and typing them away, at the same time, keeping up with your tutorial mates' points. Plus, I feel that it's such a poor thing that professors have to speak to the microphone alone and record the lectures just for us to hear them. Now I am all for going to school.

Ok, enough rants about e-learning week since it's Friday!
And I'm hoping to catch something tonight since it's the french film festival.

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