Saturday, August 27, 2011

Seeeeee, I dunno why I stop feeling like blogging all of a sudden. Ok fine I do actually know why D: I really need to get back to continuous blogging again; I've missshed bloggie! *cross my heart*

New semester is here! Funnily enough, I only realize the amount of credit hours you have doesn't really matter if you're going to Australia; they assess your admission on a case-by-case basis, so what really matters are the grades. Made a bold decision: taking only 3 subjects for this long semester - Psychology, Anthropology, and Public Speaking. Anthro is really really interesting! Psychology was kinda disappointing, cuz I don't like kinda-bio-related stuff, and the first 3 chapters is... ... bio. :(
Angeline (public speaking lecturer) is really really cool! I don't often mean it when I say someone is cool but, she's cool cool. She swears. In class. Very loudly. Uncensored. HELL YEAAAA. (sneaky grin)

Been going through a lot lately, not the obvious kind of 'a lot', but I've just been wavering between the February intake and the July intake. Loads of realizations, loads of conflicting importance; the most obvious decisions, but the hardest to make. The weight of growing up, I guess? It drags you down, and really makes you think - not for me myself but consequences of people around me. Its just... ... kinda depressing. I mean I guess people say it's for the better, but I kinda like the childish carefree me better. Also, (totally random but) the workload of the conference + Society is killing me. So I'm sorry if I seem snappy, but my general mood nowadays is below the neutral line.

PS: Sneaky sneaky little feet got busted. No sneaking for a while. :(
PPS: I kinda, kinda miss the brother. Just a little bit.


JY
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Malaysian in Melbourne. Suffering from homesickness, extreme bitchiness, and the chronic disease of procrastination. Wanderlust-er in a love-hate relationship with chocolate. A petite little piece of shit. Confidence fluctuates at the most horrendous timings. Living this thing called life and trying to get my thigh gap back.

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