1000 surveys back. Thursday we got 500 in the mail, another 500 today. Ripping open the letters, cutting off their back pages (their contact details can’t be with their questionnaire answers to ensure everyone remains anonymous), scanning every single question for weird answers and making a decision what the participant Really Meant, isn’t tough work, but it sure is tiring. Tiring on the eyes.

Most of the people are ‘normal’, or as Alicia said: ’boring’. But even more interesting are those with unusual results. There was one with Autism who had his mom help him reply; many who are concerned about their shape/weight, but few who smoke (strange hey?); some clinically diagnosed with depression, bipolar disorder… many happy pregnant women. The ones that made me smile were the one with stuff like: ”Good luck”, “I’m so blessed in my life.”, written on the comments section.

Have to be quicker. Have to send everything to the data entry people ASAP. Have to make time to write-up my thesis introduction. Have to work my weekend away.

Fire @ BOZO. “A professor set a monkey on fire.” One part of the uni was teeming with police officers all drinking hot coffee around their cars. Some professor blew something up at the biology building, no one was hurt, except for one burnt monkey.

Just last year the chemistry building blew up too. Some chemicals in the ‘Dangerous Substances’ room somehow managed to mix themselves together and cause an explosive reaction. No one was hurt, but ‘cos the sprinkler came on… a lot of ppl lost their research data. My friend had to graduate one semester later.