Monthly Archives: February 2007
I received this email on Friday.
We are looking for a student to put forward for the British Psychological Society Research Assistantship Scheme. The scheme aims to provide undergraduates with hands-on experience of research during the summer vacation between the second and third year of their degree.
The recipient of this prestigious award will work as a Research Assistant for a period of 6-8 weeks on a defined research project under the supervision of Dr Claudine Crane. Interested candidates should be expecting to receive a high 2:1 or 1st class degree; be considering research as a career and have some experience working with young children.
If you are interested in applying for this award please contact me as soon as possible.
I’ve replied and she’s asked for my CV, which I’ve not sent in yet but probably will soon. Initially I was worried that it would clash with my MOE attachment this year, but she said that they haven’t decided the schedule yet so I should just apply first.
I wasn’t really able to find any information on this particular scheme on the university webpages or even on Google, but I’m assuming it’s like the URES programme, with extra prestige. And her field of research is likely to be related to language intervention programmes, which I’m actually relatively interested in.
I don’t know if I’ll get it (particularly with my sucky interview skills), but… oh well. No harm applying, right? It’s going to be a busy summer if I do get it, though. Haha. Wonder if I’m up to it.
It’s International Week, and Lin, Jason, Ailin and Enqi did a little medley of a few Singaporean songs as an item for the cultural performance (after all, what better way to represent Singapore’s culture than a medley of our childhood propaganda songs?). While it wasn’t perfect, I thought it was a very good effort, considering that it was a rather last-minute thing.
It was also interesting how it’d evolved from this…
The other performances were (mostly) really good too, though I wasn’t really in a video-y mood for most of it, opting instead to just enjoy them live… Here’s one I did take though, of Japan’s extremely amusing fisherman dance (or something like that). Think it’s titled Soran-bushi.
Cultural performances are actually rather entertaining when it’s not the same old stuff you see every year =P
What an unexpected adventure.
It all started with a banging on my door. I opened, to be greeted by a frantic girl from flat 3 (the opposite flat) who announced somewhat hurriedly that she’d set fire to her kitchen. Joy was in the corridor too (I believe the girl had knocked on all our flat’s doors hoping to get anyone who was in), so we went over to take a look.
I don’t remember the exact sequence of events which followed (think I went back to my room to grab my keycard), but it involved Joy and Charlotte (above-mentioned girl) trying to extinguish the fire (which wasn’t that big, but still rather substantial) with a small extinguisher. It wasn’t really working, so I went back to get a bigger one.
At this time another guy (from flat 3) had joined us, and we tried to use the new extinguisher without much success. I figured that there was a catch of some sort preventing us from using it, but took awhile to locate and pull it out. At last I was able to extinguish the fire with a stream of carbon dioxide, and Chris (the guy) had the soundness of mind to turn off the stoves after that.
It wasn’t quite the end of the story, though. The fire brigade came and the origins of the fire were revealed – Charlotte had left a plastic kettle on the hob and somehow it’d melted (probably switched on the wrong hob). What was alarming was that the kitchen had apparently been filled with toxic plastic fumes, which the four of us would have had plenty of time to breathe in. What was even more alarming was that the fumes were described like “two or three mouthfuls could knock you out”, and we probably had a dosage way higher than that (albeit before the plastic really melted).
We were feeling fine, but the fire brigade recommended we go down to the hospital for a check, just in case. Which we did. Sure enough, there was nothing to worry about – we were fine.
So I got to know two of my blockmates, and I got to put out a fire, and nothing really terrible happened to me (Flat 3’s kitchen is temporarily without a stove, though, so I can’t say the same for them). A huge chunk of my day was gone, though, but I suppose it was an interesting experience nonetheless. Can’t say that I’d have got any work done otherwise, anyway =P
My battery seems to have developed a problem lately – nothing serious, but since it’s under warranty I’d figured I should do something about it – and so I made contact with Dell tech support.
What a surprisingly wonderful experience! After my nightmare with Apple, it’s truly wonderful to be served by such efficient tech support. It was really as fast as could be expected, given time differences. I’m severely impressed.
130207 0041 I send Dell Singapore (you have to request support from the place you bought it) an email notifying them about my problem.
130207 0206 Dell Singapore replies (while I’m asleep), requests that I check a few things.
130207 0906 I reply. It’s about the end of office hours in Singapore, so I don’t expect a reply anytime soon.
130207 2357 Dell Singapore replies, tells me Dell UK has been notified to get me a replacement battery, although it might take up to a week. I’m not that optimistic about UK efficiency, so I expect a long wait.
140207 1430 I get a call from Dell UK (no charges for me! as opposed to that useless call to Apple which depleted my phone credit) and have got the battery swap scheduled for tomorrow.
A sudden itch had me suddenly procuring a copy of Final Fantasy VII (PC). It was my first Final Fantasy game ever, and what got me to actually buy a Playstation.
Then the title screen flashed momentarily and the whole nostalgia factor decided to take a break. 1997? Wait a second, this game is 10 years old? One whole decade? What the-
Suddenly, I felt old.
The dated graphics didn’t help, either. What was once cutting-edge technology has now been relegated to the laughable attempts at realism of yesteryear. Luckily I was able to download a patch which updated the character models with higher polygon counts.
Less nostalgic factor, perhaps, but I’m trying to make myself feel younger here. It’s not working, though. I’m OLD. -depressed-
(And yet I know that somewhere out there, a 70-year-old is cursing me in his sleep.)