Graduation Day!!!

Ok, I've officially graduated from Melbourne University. Just when I thought that it will be a wonderful day, I'm wrong. It was raining + strong winds the whole day! My fragile umbrella couldn't take on the strong gust and went out of shape; it became a semi circle. Despite of that, my parents insisted that I should use the other half......

Finally managed to reach Union House in one piece. Quickly queue up to get our gown and got ready for some photos! The bad thing was that we have to run from place to place just to get some proper background for the pictures.


Taken @ the Old Physics Building


Taken @ the Old Arts Building

Damn.. I was wearing a black top... the two girls commented that I looked like a preacher.....
Nevertheless, the graduation is BORING! It's not that I expect some hoola hoop and grinder girls (like those from the David Letterman show) but they got some guy to go up and talk about his research in protein enzymes and microbiology for 45 mins is crazy. For the remainder of the time it's just clapping whenever a name is called. The only good part was when it's your turn to get that piece of paper and let others do the clapping.

Oh well, it's back to assignments and more assignments after the graduation day. *sigh*

AHHH!!!~ My Ears!!!!!~

Going to my classes is quite enjoyable. The classes are rather interesting and very interactive. Even though a class has sometimes more than 50 students, everyone seem to integrate with each other very well. Current favorite subject is Business Systems Management. They invited some veterans and entrepreneur from the business world to talk about their success stories and the current trend. Felt inspired (apart from the 3,000 word essay assignment). Very different from what I experienced in Melbourne University. It's a good change in environment and I like it.

However, there's a subject called Systems Analysis. The lecturer is annoying. When he talks, he screams. I have to endure his voice for 2 hours and 45 minutes every Friday... and leave the room with some side effects; my ears will be a little bit slow because of the booming of his voice inside my brain. It's bad for my other subjects since his voice managed force the information about other subjects out of my brain. Furthermore, his jokes are all so lame and I also have to endure his lame sarcasm.

Maybe I'll just bring some cotton wool and stuff it in my ears for his subsequent lessons to prevent the deterioration of my ear drums.