Queen of Randomness

It was Kelly’s (our PBL tutor) 29th birthday on Sunday & Shaleeni’s 21st on Tuesday so we decided to surprise them with a cheescake.

Just as luck would have it, we must have missed the 2.45pm bus and was so late to the tutorial that Kelly was pretty mad when we finally got there. Hah! Cos’ we (JL, Me, Maarish, Mich & Cat) made up half the class and maybe the noise too.

The 2 birthday girls Aww, and next Thursday will be our last session.

Kelly said we could have a party and we decided each of us will bring a Malaysian dish. Yum! Can’t wait! Oh wait… there’s still the MCBT test on Tuesday.

I’ve discovered the most effective antipsychotic drug. Chocolate!

This is me looking all excited and giddy before going out for ice cream at 9pm on a very cold night.

It’s time…

How do you know if it’s time to let go?

It used to be so easy. When you’ve learned to hold your balance, you let go of your training wheels. Pets are good companions, but there will come a day when they can no longer be by our side listening to matters we’re too afraid to tell anyone else. As hurt as we might be, we let them go by peaceful means.

Someone once told me, “Friendship is the key to everything”. But let me ask you this, “If a friend betrays you time and time again, does the meaning of the word friend still hold true?” Or do you try again until you find the lock which the key might fit?

Growing up is all about letting go. Letting go of the past especially. I used to be afraid, afraid that once I let go of my past it might mean I’m abandoning the loved ones I’ve lost. How do you find closure when there’s still so much you want to say to them? Especially… “I’m sorry.”

There’s something I’ve learned recently, something I wished I had come to know much earlier. It’s so much easier when you look at something from the outside. Not having to be caught up in all the responsibilities and obligations of trying to understand the matter at hand. I admit I’ve made the mistake of not putting myself in another person’s shoes time and time again. It’s so much easier to just hold on to your own comfortable pair and pass judgement on other people.

Since I’ve arrived in Adelaide, my relationship with my stepmum has improved tremendously. No longer a threat in her eyes, we can now converse with ease and finally give each other the respect we rightfully deserve. I guess what I’m trying to say is… I’ve since learned to let go of any past hatred and misunderstandings and finally taken a step towards accepting her presence in mine and my dad’s life.

Mum, I forgive you.

Have you forgiven me too?

I wished we could have resolved this much earlier.

Cos’ it would have saved us a lot of anguish and hurt.

I’m sorry.

Days to come

Dear beloved blog,

I hope you’ll take the news I’m about to tell you well. I have a feeling you’ve already gone through it many times before this. It’s been fun these couple of weeks, with me filling you up with many many photos, trip, anecdotes and whatnots. But I’m afraid the time has come for me to abandon you once again. As you know, part of the reason why you’ve been updated so consistently (or should I say religiously?) this 2 weeks is well.. cos’ I’m on my mid-sem break. That’s all about to change tomorrow.

Classes officially start at 9 tomorrow and I have no idea how I’m going to get myself out of bed when nowadays I wake up only when the sun shines on my butt. (literally lar, it’s a dialect saying) Not only do I have to contend with the ‘early’ hours, I have to retrain my eyes to appear awake/open during classes although my mind may be miles away. (sneaky huh)

As of today, I’ve only 5 weeks to go before I encounter the beast itself @ my FINALS. The plan was to fit in some revision in the aforementioned 2 weeks (the operative word here being ‘fit’) but as you can see my dear blog, I kinda had lots of other things that appealed to my lazy side.

On less depressing subjects, I feel that I’ve completed a lot during the holidays. What started out as a free n’ easy holiday turned out to be a pretty packed one as well. With activities like Danielicious’ birthday dinner, pizza party, camwhoring at Starbucks, checking out leng chais, shopping for Cardiolicious’ shades, Barossa road trip, fine-dining, shoe shopping with my shoe bestie, household cleaner shopping, chilli con carne lunch, midnight soup, disastrous mooncake festival (for me), random day of blood donating and shopping, Any’s birthday till today’s poh piah lunch (whew! that was a mouthful) I’d say I spent the days pretty well.

I would have liked to say that I’m better prepared this time around but that would be a big lie. I’m still as terrified as ever of the upcoming days where I’m expected to glue my butt to my chair and actually study. I think I’m just programmed to procrastinate genetically.

This entry didn’t sound as weird in my head as it is when typed out. Reading back what I just wrote, I have to say there’s a touch of mania in this post. Oh well, I expect more to come once the stress sets in.

So dear blog, I’m terribly sorry if you find yourself left alone for long periods of time but I promise to visit often.

XOXO

-yhwee-

PS: Contrary to popular belief, I’m not a raving lunatic although this entry might have proved otherwise.