Omgaahh

These are my flatmates:

[l-r] Mei, Xian, Andrea

Only 2 and a half months of school have passed and I feel like I have been doing so much already. I guess that's a good sign when your hands are kept busy but when you don't have the time to appreciate your work you wonder, am I really doing work? I figured the last week of term would be easy breezy but oh no I was stressed because like a screechy gear, I could feel my body parts grinding, lagging, pleading oiiilll oiiillll but my mind was a pigging slavedriver, pushing them whipping them even during nap/play time. When I'm not doing work I feel queasy because there's a void inside that needs to be filled with more things Commercial, EU, Company and PiL. I can't even make space for my research essay because I have to think about the senior moot competition, and I can't space out without thinking about my BVC application. Yet I haven't completed my BVC applications. I still don't understand what's going on in EU and I worry about being kicked out the next class because I can't answer my tutor's questions. And now I am feeling bad about lazing around over the Xmas period because I'm supposed to be researching the Internal Security Act. So it's as if on the one hand I feel good because I'm not wasting my time but on the other, even though it's tiring I feel like it's not enough because I still have to push myself to meet deadlines. Hmmm anata comprenez-vous?

My backside is really itching to get on that plane la. Even if I have to transit in Bangkok for 10 days, as long as there's a plane that gets me to KL I will wait for the bloody thing. Happy holidays everyone. See you soon!

A reply to all the comments

PF and MF like to use acronyms when referring to people so I think I shall try that today and see what all the fun is about. Hmmm, somewhat echoing TW on my last post, with so many people commenting how can I not reply? I know you all care la. How can you not, considering the numerous times have I threatened you with excommunication from my circle of friends?! Hahhahaha. DA, you're not an ugly monster. You're just a lovable fuzzy ewok, don't you forget that. And after SW said that I should forget about the useless friends I am invigorated. Ya, leave the useless people alone! I won't invite them to the grand opening of our Banana Cafe ;) And it can be true that every day is as fun as you make it out to be. Like in KL, even school was fun cos the teachers are approachable, and if I can't find them in the staffroom I can ask for help from one of 5U's resident smartypants like SW or KSK, or just copy YP's answers (sometimes pirated also wan). And as long as you have that in your head and have friends with similar personalities, it's easy to be positive and have a laugh about everything that gets you down. Which is probably why I don't like alot of things about my university education that much cos there are just too many things that ruffle my inner peace like the weather, the ang mohs, the 64 billion dollar answer as to why the pound is the strongest currency in the world which I will never be able to figure out, etc. So you can imagine just how bad it is because I am the most lame and ditzy person in the world who laughs at strange things.

But if London has taught me anything, it is to appreciate Malaysia even more because whenever I go back home I never want to leave. And okay la, I also like the fact that the public transportation here is nothing like the stupid LRT feeder buses and that salespeople here are much friendlier than the ones back home. Although the Europeans at Zara talk like they've got cucumbers up their bums at least they're more efficient and polite than stuck-up-for-nothing, wordless shop assistants in KL. There I finished complaining. I'm happy now :p

On a side note, KS and I signed up for belly dancing classes. Last Thursday was the first class and IT WAS HARD WORK. We did all these movements that target certain muscles and I couldn't do them and neither could I feel my muscles working! But at the end of the class my hips and abs were aching and I guess that means I was doing something right... or that I was just shaking everything and anything.