so. the girls in class are now collectively into this new healthy lifestyle campaign- which ranges from adopting herbivorous or sandwich diets to running around the track everyday. also, it has been decided that we will alternate high-impact cardio workouts with yoga during our daily breaks. the skeptic in me says that this will never happen in a million years, and even if it does, it is unlikely to acheive the desired effect of weight loss. but alas, the sadist in me says that i should shut my trap and milk it for what it's worth, especially since i now have company to infect with the yoga obsession.

volunteered to help pack stuff for the tsunami victims at the mercy relief collection centre yesterday, and honestly, it was HUGE fun. even though we worked hard too (the girls sorting and labelling a whole classroom worth of food items, and the guys loading a few tonnes of bottled water into neat 'parking lots') i feel kinda guilty that we had so much fun at it, given the underlying sombreity of the disaster. but i should have expected- darryl, paul and markwang together make the trio from hell, and they were wreaking havoc everywhere they went. darryl especially was into his wild pig mode, tripping over a packet of crackers and then, detecting edible produce, deftly recovering to pick it up and begin eating it, without missing a single beat. he was going mad EATING the food that we were supposed to be packing for the aceh people. how disgusting! although actually most of the food stuff were 'rejects' anyway like chocolate and pringles that couldn't be sent over- but still! disgusting. i even have a few pics of darryl in motion, devouring a jumbo pack of kit kats, but i won't post it in order to preserve the vague aesthetic quality of this blog. plus, well, the rest of us did join in taking apart the seaweed and chips and packet drinks =p

then there was paulee's $5 dare- to offer a cracker from the packet we illegally swiped to the official who dropped by the centre. if i had known paulee would actually do it, i would seriously have never opened my mouth. but paulee's affinity for self-humiliation proved its superiority over darryl's and wang's, and he gamely approached the long-sleeved guy twice his weight and asked 'would you like one?'. (too bad he was rejected). me and walker laughed till we cried man! after that all four of us had to hold our stomachs because we just couldn't stop laughing at the supreme stupidity on show- paulee for having risked ultimate screwdom at the promise of five bucks, and fat official guy for not realising that there's only one place a volunteer could have gotten food from in an abandoned school being used as a collection centre for food donations. damn, it was majorly majorly hilarious!

today class was suckier though- i plotted a graph with like fifty co-ordinates during physics lab (nevermind it was chrees' results; me and my partner stupidly screwed the experiment by setting the resistor to its maximum and killed all current flow) only to realise that it produced the fugliest graph ever. like it didn't even look like a graph. so now i have to fake and replot the fifty million co-ordinates (funny how they seem to increase exponentially when you're doing it). i guess nothing good ever comes out of copying.

rushed down to see marc right after that, and he's looking a lot better! he can remember and recognize things, and move his hands and legs already. which is a vast improvement, although there's still a long way to go. his mom also revealed that she was surprisingly well informed about me, which is freaky, to say the least.

do people make events or do events make people?