Well it seems my slack-trippy-skippy-slippy-whatever uni life has changed lately. I had been enjoying semesters after semesters of seemed-so-intensive-but-actually-slack timetables until this sem. Well 9AM Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays on the alloc8 does not seem so very bad, but when you do have a project in hand, even if the Monday lectures could be skipped or not quite intense, there would be days of extra work coming out of the blue. Today I have only one class on schedule which is a workshop that could not be skipped so I booked in the lab to do some of the work left over yesterday, I've booked a haircut for myself in the beginning of the week thinking that it might be the slackest day of my week. Well I actually made myself coming in the lab at 10AM and pouring those agar plates all the way to 1PM and then back again and continue that I was almost late for my haircut and left one job that the demonstrator assigned me unfinished to a friendly honours student. I was lucky the the tram waited for a few seconds for me to get on and I was like right on time for my haircut down in the city.
That's not all. i literally don't have any day off now as I have to get up early on Saturdays and Sundays for work, unless I were to skip all the lectures, which is 9 hrs on Monday, as on any other day there are non-lecture classes that I have to attend. Well there's one good thing though, I wasn't aware that it is week 4 now, one third of the semester GONE!! But the problem with this discovery was that, I haven't been doing much work at all, which means there might be harder weeks ahead... Deep sigh...
Well another thing that I made up my mind for was that i decided not to take any money from my savings account except my tuition fee from this point on. There wasn't much money left in there anyways :S I have to save up for my own living, struggle to repay my credit card and rent and bills and all sorts of stuff. I know I would be proud of it though when it comes towards the end if I kept my words.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
I Haven't Forgotten You
Well no, I haven't forgotten this blog :) I'm still alive enough to update it, it's just that I am being slack when I am not busy... Well last semester seems to be quite different to me, the big project seems pretty scary... I've chosen to do a topic about minimal-processed food and hopefully it won't get too lame towards the end... And I know I'll have to refine it to more specific products rather than just say 'food'.
I haven't forgotten you, no. I still have your very small ID photo deep in my wallet although I've already changed quite a few of wallets to date. The photo's very worn now, but it's worth more than anything in my wallet, it is lucky that I haven't lost my wallet. My heart empties whenever looking at it and it hurts. I just can't manage to forget you, or I just don't want to. I knew I did the right thing on the morning of the day I moved house that I helped you build up your profile picture on WeeMee because you can't access the website back in China due to the internet censorship. I know it was something stupid to give up double-check of items time to help someone with some not-so-meaningful virtual profile picture, it's just that, that someone is you.
I haven't forgotten you, no. I have said I don't care, but I do. It stunned me when your initials appeared on one of those stupid quizzes showing 'who secretly loves you'... I can't judge the app but I can't stop thinking about it. I kept telling myself that we are meant to be missed out as we hadn't met in the right time. I was to ask you back on the last time that we chatted about someone that you asked whether was like 'very attached'.
I was content with people that do not love me, I was so preoccupied. That makes me so hard to have anyone outweighing them unless I could find someone who is strong enough to eliminate the memories of them from my soul. Covering them is easy and I did that successfully a few times, but when the cover goes they reappear more painfully. Only after another relationship will tell how important this person is to me. Those who kept reappearing in my mind, is granted permanent habitation in my soul.
But I don't have one in them.
I haven't forgotten you, no. I still have your very small ID photo deep in my wallet although I've already changed quite a few of wallets to date. The photo's very worn now, but it's worth more than anything in my wallet, it is lucky that I haven't lost my wallet. My heart empties whenever looking at it and it hurts. I just can't manage to forget you, or I just don't want to. I knew I did the right thing on the morning of the day I moved house that I helped you build up your profile picture on WeeMee because you can't access the website back in China due to the internet censorship. I know it was something stupid to give up double-check of items time to help someone with some not-so-meaningful virtual profile picture, it's just that, that someone is you.
I haven't forgotten you, no. I have said I don't care, but I do. It stunned me when your initials appeared on one of those stupid quizzes showing 'who secretly loves you'... I can't judge the app but I can't stop thinking about it. I kept telling myself that we are meant to be missed out as we hadn't met in the right time. I was to ask you back on the last time that we chatted about someone that you asked whether was like 'very attached'.
I was content with people that do not love me, I was so preoccupied. That makes me so hard to have anyone outweighing them unless I could find someone who is strong enough to eliminate the memories of them from my soul. Covering them is easy and I did that successfully a few times, but when the cover goes they reappear more painfully. Only after another relationship will tell how important this person is to me. Those who kept reappearing in my mind, is granted permanent habitation in my soul.
But I don't have one in them.
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