I forgot to blog about this just now. This morning during my International News class, I was evacuated from the classroom for the first time in my life!

What happened was an acrid burning smell drifted into the classroom one hour into the lecture, at about 11.25 am. It was quite strong, so my professor thought it might be coming from the room itself and decided to evacuate the whole class. I was both excited and bemused, since I have never been evacuated before!

Once outside, our lecturer called someone to check out the source of the odour. And after 15 minutes of waiting outside in the cold (many of my classmates actually took the chance to socialize with the rest of the class! Wow, time really is money over here.), we returned to the classroom and the smell was no more.

The funniest thing (to me) was that coincidentally, the professor had been showing us a series of photos of important people, and trying to identify their names and occupations. We had just been through our favourite PM Lee (who, incidentally, none in my class knew. They seem to know everyone else except their own chief executive and PM Lee, so I don't know what that means. Haha.), and were just going to talk about Saddam Hussein when it happened.

Apparently, the origin of the odour was from a room directly upstairs. The direct cause of the smell is not known at the time of this report.

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