Saturday. I must have appeared stupid asking the cashier how I could cash my items, when the Salvation Army only accepts donations for the things they sell at their Family Thrift Stores. But since I've already made the effort (and spent the $0.91) to travel down to the middle of nowhere, I might as well give the cashier my items anyway, even if I won't be remunerated. It's certainly a relief to get rid of stuff like the clock whose ticking I can't stand (silent sweep ftw),
Aesop's Fables that my P2 brother doesn't want either, and the GEP 20th Anniversary shirt whose front is actually classy but whose back is just ugly.
Still, I think this is probably the last time I'm going down to get rid of anything other than perhaps clothing, which Cash Converters doesn't accept. Looking at the prices of the items yesterday, I think the things sold by the Salvation Army is not cheap enough such that most people (other than students of the Japanese School) would be willing to specially make a trip down to the border of an industrial area just to shop, and to put up with the gross lack of variety. Some items have their original price tag on them, and are blatantly sold by the Salvation Army for prices
higher than the original price. It doesn't make economic sense for ordinary shoppers looking for things with the cheapest price—at a matching level of convenience—to shop there.
The Salvation Army is clearly appealing to people specifically wanting to help the cause. But even if I want to contribute towards the Salvation Army's cause, putting up with the hassle and time wastage of going down and then buying overpriced second-hand goods sold as-is doesn't seem like a very smart way. I'd rather get my items from the shopping centre, first-hand and with warranty, priced reasonably, and then make a GIRO donation.
With such problems, I have no confidence that the things that I donate would go off the shelf and be reused.
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Thanks to the 37 which didn't come at 2.58 pm as iris promised, I took forever to reach home. Then it was a rush doing my final revision, as it were, before japclass karaoke, and then travelling down to Cuppage Plaza for karaoke at Cash Studio on Basement 2 with Celene, Warren and Jon :D
Although our music tastes were divergent, other than Jon we generally sang a lot of emo songs D: Without realising it I picked many emo songs to mug. And in any case, mugging 4 Japanese songs (all from the compilation I received from Ack and Fiona) was grossly insufficient for 3½ hours, so I sang Chinese songs too, the restricted database of the latter notwithstanding. It was fun spotting Jpop songs that I like, and I
compiled a list on my phone so that I can mug them for next time. (Interestingly the list contains mostly 2007 songs, which suggests that Celene and Jon's consumption of Japanese music might have peaked around 2007 and 2008. Jon admits being somewhat out of touch with Japanese music nowadays.) I've also realised how familiar I've become with ほうき星 (Younha, 2005) through all the karaoke sessions with Japclass.
It's quite scary listening to Warren talk about how busy life in medical school is—after what is effectively only 7+ months of solid school, students are expected to know every single vein, muscle and bone in the human body; how the brain works; how the body works as a whole; medical ethics and laws; local and overseas healthcare systems; right down to how to skein information from medical journals; and a whole gamut of other things that he listed but I forgot. (I forgot to ask what they'll then do from Years 2 to 5.) To think that they said uni's supposed to be slack. And I can't imagine having my whole academic life revolving around just one thing, without the contrasting modules that other faculties get to take. But I also felt a tinge of envy for their being able to gain such detailed knowledge about our own bodies after such a short time. I think I'd be lucky to learn even 1% of that throughout my lifetime about my own body. Their lives seem even more enviable comparing the knowledge they'll gain in the next 7+ months with the knowledge I'll gain (or not gain) during the same period.