I killed a frog today. Technically we killed a dozen or so frogs today. Not intentionally of course but rather we were forced to. Pn Asmahan made it our PEKA test to disect the frogs. No thats not all, we had to REMOVE its heart as well and record the beatings. Sickening no?

  The day started with me staring pitifully into the eyes of the soon-to-be-dead frog. It was really really saddening! They have these cute, CUTE eyes that sorta plead with you not to kill them.  Aww the poor things...oh well science awaits! The Buddhists in my class did a little Metta for them whilst the Christians uttered short prayers for these poor unfortunate souls. To the Biology lab!

  Apparently someone's frog was let loose in a nearby class room and the screams that resonated down the hallways turned Asmahan into a homocidal rage. As soon as we entered, she shot us left right centre. No not literally of course, but verbally. We begun by using droppers to drip chloroform unto the frogs to knock them out so to speak. In the process of applying the delicate chemicals, our amphibian jumped in a desperate attempt to escape leading to its eye being accidentally impaled to our dropper! OUCH!

  After our....subject? patient? VICTIM was finally knocked out we proceeded in earnest to put it unto the "surgery table" and apply pins to the legs and arms of the unfortunate soul. Dic Vinn, myself and Donavan were all feeling grossed out about the thought of cutting open this creature and we were actually pushing the duties of impaling it to one another. We finally settled on Don cutting open the creature, with Dicky helping him whilst I prepared the blood samples. Thus the blood of this creature is not on my hands. Technically it isnt but it is but its not but you get the confounded picture.

  The gore that followed cannot be accurately described in words but let us just say a picture speaks a thousand words and you may, if you so choose, view a picture of our poor unfortunate subject below. At the end of it all we had to cut out its heart and unceremoniously dump the body into a black plastic bag. No funeral processions whatsoever, just a quick dump and off to the garbage can. May they move on to a better life.

  Other than the little frog incident there was not much to be said for today. Well, I did have a cartoon moment when Lee Yok Lay asked me to correct the mistakes on my Chemistry Peka only to be sent back to correct even more mistakes for a grand total of 9 times. "Waliao wei cartoon sial!" Walking back and forth correcting, passing up, returned for correction, passing up x8. I shall now kindly excuse myself to bed. Good night.