Thoughts

Now, where should I start? Life in Aussie has been great. Oh wait, should I make a plan for what am I going to write cz I have a feeling that this is going to be a very long, long post.

Ok nevermind I'll just go on with whatever comes to my mind.

Basically I will just summarize what did I learn and study since February.

Literature, History of Ideas as core subjects. I chose Maths 1, Maths 2 and Chemistry as my electives.

Term 1 exam, Term 2( Semester 1 Exam) *wave goodbye*,

Not going to have any exam for Term 3 except for those taking Physics and Economics.

I meet lots of cool friends here. But some are just very pompous? I on Facebook like almost everyday.

I saw some kuchingnites posted some statuses about how hard their exam is, how depress their lives are, how 'sien' they are to study Biology etc.

Everytime I saw these posts, I feel like shouting out loud, hey friends I wonder how would you all feel

when you see our syllabus? I didn't complain, well of course I did, but not on social networks, because I know, there are still some undergraduates out there who are studying at Harvard or whatever high-ranking universities, who are seriously under X100000 pressure than what I've been experiencing. So you think your teachers are torturing all of you? your syllabus is hard?

Emh... I wonder, would you even commit suicide when you take a look at our lecture notes. Not like I am being snobbish or apalah. When I got into some problems, I need to solve it on my own. When I am sick I could not tell my family cz they will get worry and stuff( since I know they've got lots of things to worry about). By the time I reach home, I could not tell my sis what happened to me today or whatever day la, she will get worry, but again, she's got her own things to worry about. Most importantly, I don't know how to stat with. Where should I start? I feel tired telling everyone my problems, which I never did and never will.

The other thing is, I miss home, abit. The cause of this is that most of my friends who are studying in West Malaysia, always posted something like, again on Facebook, ' Yeah I am going home!! Woohoooooo...My own bed etc.'. Not like I am not happy, well, I AM not happy. I mean, hey, you know your location or not. It's damn near Kuching. I have not been stepping into my house for I don't know, 7 months? GREAT. Not like every statuses need to mention these kind of stuff one ma.

Stress! Got drama performance! We need to plan our play, write our own scripts. The problem with our group is there's too many scenes, but nevermind it's fun! There's this girl who seldom turned up for practices, we could not make sure whether she would turn up on that performance day or not. And she didn't tell anyone else yet what her reasons are, well according to her friend, she's got some family problems to settle. Keeping everything else to yourself is not a smart way. Plus, you need to let us know what happen to you so that we can help and that you're not alone.

Friendship. Was on a chat with a friend just now. Well, the chat is still on. Sometimes, it's not worth it, to treat your friend well when they're in some very down conditions. Because after that, they will, well, most likely, forgot about your help and eventually forgot that you'd helped them and gave them a hand when they needed someone else most. Because you won't get the same treatment? Did I use the word correctly? I don't know. Sometimes, it just not worth it though. No matter how much you care for them. "The Overcoat" written by Nikolay Gogol, one of the short stories in 'Diary of a Mad Man', is worth reading( Thanks to Literature). We learn a lot of critical and analytic skills. What Gogol shows us is that there's no social justice in this society. Well he wrote this short story in 1800 something I forgot( He died in 1852). There will never be. So, read it!

Errrr I could not think of anything else to write. I guess I'll just stop here? Happy reading! :)

Finally I get that part in 'UP' ! Where the uncle didn't manage to get his house back when he was saving the little boy. Learn that, sometimes, you really need to let things go, no matter how much you missed them.

Could not resist to watch 'Howl Moving Castle' again!

13 weeks later, my own bed :)