so yesterday i went for the smu interview.

"interview", incidentally, is a misnomer. what happens is they give you a choice of three essays to do in half an hour. i chose

"what do the following lines mean to you?

the east is red
the west is blue.
elvis is dead
confucius too."

i seriously considered answering "nothing. absolutely nothing.".
ah well.

then there was this discussion / debate with two professors and 5 other applicants based on a newspaper article, about the rich choosing lower class wards in hospital. i quoted karl marx, hah! go me!


in other news: i am seriously sleep-deprived. on thursday night when i was driving back from lim chu kang on the expressway i found myself veering into the next lane 3 times because i fell asleep at the wheel. we've had no more than 5.5 hours of sleep per night, every night, this whole week, with an entire day's training in between, absolutely no time to relax. last night i had 3 hours only. the way things are going on, something is going to happen sooner or later.