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Saturday, August 19, 2006
DMP is becoming more of a pain in the ass nowadays. Mostly, it's because of tamil. Hello? Just because your fuggin timetable is screwed up doesn't mean that we have to lose our free days and slots! WTF! And just drilling us in katturais and stuff isn't going to make us better writers in like what 2-3 months? She just piles on the work and doesn't give a flying f--- about us. The intention maybe good but the method is not. I'm getting more tamil homework than everything else combined and multiplied by 36 in the span of 3-4 lessons! And I have 2 WHOLE HOURS of tamil per lesson - how screwed is that? Avva moonjai irandu mani naerathukku eppadi sagikichitu irrukkirathu? Oh my kadavule... Plus, avva does not give a damn about her lovely ICC Nite. Fuggin pracs are being postponed like nobody's business according to her whims and fancies. Ah why do I care... I seem to be the only sould who does. An cricket drives me mad. Bah humbug.

Ah but DMP is also really silly. Well I went for my first philo module - Mind: Is it Matter. Where you talk abtout the mind and how it corresponds to man's existence etc. I thought it was quite funky lah - so happyslappy sign up ready. Go there only then I know how screwed up it was. Like there was a sea of geppers there man. All sodapotti kanadi, pants up to chest roundamanis. Ok, well not really ALL - MANY I would say. I only have the protective enclave of Benjamin and Brian. Ah. And KB is also there - omg. Anyway, it's really screwed up. Like we are all in the same class - and we discuss through an online forum! Like WTH?! Has the p.d gone bonkers? Their rationale can be described in a sentence. Bereiter and Scardamalia (sound like some exotic european diseases) stated that writing has a crucial role in articulating one's thinking. So we meet online and type. At the cost of face-to-face discussion - which is like absurd and crappy. The dawn of technology, is the bane of communication. Plus I have screwed up assholes in my group who don't come up with proper arguments. Have a look at this. The topic is: Do robots think?

And this is by a gepper

"How do you know that robots are able to respond to their surroundings? Is this the case wherever and whatever happens? For example, if u place a human in bed with another of the opposite sex , both naked, for a few days, sex will most likely occur. But if u put a robot with another robot without clothes, they will not have sex. They cannot think and cannot do many things that humans can. Thus, how can you say that robots are able to respond to their surroundings?"

Here's another one

"No, robots do not think. I strongly believe that robots have no brain. They have a non-mental processor. That means they process thr inforamtion fed to them, not come up with the info themselves."

Like what the....Gah. It's okay..hmmph

Anyway so far bio has been coolios. We watched Outbreak which is duper coolios and I want to become an infectiologist! (FAD ALERT) Ok nvm, I shall kill ebola for the world. Yipeee. Lame I know.

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