Sunday, November 12, 2006  9:36 PM
Sunday sunsets
IhateCS201ihateCS201ihateCS201ihateCS201.
I think if I knew about this course before I came into university, I would be deterred from doing Communication Studies altogether. I mean, I thought I would be doing things I love like writing and all that, but nooooo instead I'm stuck here learning about Wilbur Schramm and Sigmund Freud and Harold Lasswell and Kurt Lewin and Claude E. Shannon and symbolic interactionism and cybenetics theory and I feel like drowning myself right now like Carl Hovland did (yes, I remember stupid things like that and not what he did for the communication field).
For those saved from this terrible torture, CS 201 is really Communication History and Theories, and the textbook is this 500 page scholarly journal looking thing with NO pictures and NO colour.
And I just can't seem to remember anything.
I like staying in church till real late because no one else is around and it's all still and serene with this aura of peace when the sun sets and you can actually hear the birds chirping. We cooped ourselves up in the fellowship room studying (and talking) today till sunset, and as we walked out we realised we were the only ones left in church and the gates were locked. So I attempted to climb over the gates, and once I made it over successfully, the gates slid open as if there was a magical force behind it. Gen and I stared at the gates in wide-eyed horror, undoubtedly freaked out by this weird occurrence. I conjectured that there might have been someone in church or some automatic device that opens the gates when they sense people climbing over it (but on second thought, that thought was really dumb cos that would mean thieves would make it in easily all the time), but Gen thought I had unlocked the gate somehow in the process of me climbing over. Whatever it was, we were admittedly, scared and we quickly shut the gates and shuffled off quickly - but it really seemed like an act of God, somehow.
I'm actually writing about an experience, something Gen should take a cue from and follow suit, as a closure to the conversation about the evolution of the way we blog these days and how friendships can actually be formed through writing about experiences.
But this has been a nice day despite the studying. I always love Sundays.
The whole earth falls to its knees
At the sound of Your beautiful name
And all the voices in the world unify today
To bring You this song of praise
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