Stress stress stress!

This week we had our Traditional Chinese Medicine class test and before that, everyone was mugging like crazy. Luckily, I bought my notes up to the cruise to read and I managed to clear half of the contents by the end of the 3 Gorges.

Anyway, this week we had lesson with the Director of the Foreign Language School on Chinese Philosophy. However, we had quite a long session of China History before we went into the philosophy. Up till today, I still find that Anna is still the best lecturer among all the China lecturer that I met. The Director is also not bad but apparently his class was not as lively as I thought it would be.

The lecture was rather heavy content based but then it spurred me thinking about the Chinese philosophy thinking which the director left us.

Then, we visited the coke factory as well!

That was a very interesting trip as I can see alot of things and share with my father when I go back to Singapore as he is a fan and collector of coke. When we went into the room, we were treated one glass of coke each. However, me not being a fan of coke, I decided to just keep and smuggle out one glass of the coke which we are actually not allowed to.

We went to the manufacturing process section after watching the advertisement clip that the company wanted to show us. We saw that the QC here is very stringent also. They have a worker to sit in front of the belt to take notice whether any bottle is contaminated by any fungal growth. I believe that this shares one common point with the pharmaceutical production is that they will have one worker to sit in front of the conveyor belt to check the products also. Another thing is that they have shifts for the worker also to make sure that their eyes are not over strained.

Then when we were to leave the factory, some of the students found out that we are also entitled to taking the drinks that were provided and they decided to try all the other drinks before leaving.

Well, now life in Wuhan is getting more and more interesting. It seemed that we have learnt to adapt to the environment and I think I have started to learn to love the imperfect things that is over here and maybe, the hostel is not the worst place after all as compared to what I thought during the first week.