Who knew my life would be so hectic after exams? And I thought I could just spend a few days just resting and chilling out with my girlfriends. I'm now in London, specifically Wawa's place, waiting for the final episode of Lost to load.
So basically, this is where I'll be from 31st May to 12th June
Durham - London - Vienna - Prague - Notts - Durham - London - Lille - Egham - Malaysia!!
On another point, every muscle in my body is aching. Literally every muscle. I went to DAMS' futsal social yesterday and I forgot to warm up. Silly duck. Now even when I laugh my lower abdomen hurts =(
All the muscle pain in the world, in addition to the fact that on Thursday night in Klute this skanky blonde English girl stepped on my right foot with her cheap heels. It hurts even when I wear flip flops. OUCH! And she didn't even have the courtesy to apologize. So I shoved her with my elbow. I think she spilled her drink, but screw it, you can always buy more drinks. What about my right foot??
Saturday, 31 May 2008
Thursday, 29 May 2008
Errands!
I sat for my final paper this morning: Politics of Pcific Asia. I have to say I had a good time comparing Asian and Western values and heavily criticising the latter. It was also fun to brag about Southeast Asia, naturally.
I'm officially done with second year. Have I been in England that long? Apparently so. Although I must say it seems as if yesterday I was a Fresher. I'm enjoying my last few bits of being a Liver's-Out. And soon enough I'll be a Finalist. Hold that thought, it sounds scary. Moving on...
I'm just really glad I've finished all 6 papers in 3 weeks, without any difficulties along the way. It's weird though that I'm not feeling all that liberated and relieved. It's like I'm not entirely happy about the current state. Very very weird indeed. But maybe it takes a while for the joyous feeling to kick in. After all, I wasn't acting like a star student all year round, more like the 'slack' student who proscrastinates all the time. But now that I'm done, I still have a lot of errands to run.
Library books need to be returned. They are way overdued. I need to finalise my Prague and Vienna trip. I need to start packing my things. I need to get empty boxes, first. Then plan for my Lille trip. Need to submit the early registrationg forms and the dissertation form. But before that, must pick a dissertation topic first.
And I've no clue at the moment.
I'm gonna go and waste time by watching shows. Also I'm very delighted that my DAMS stash jus arrived! Although I should have a picked a size smaller for my pink polo. But I'm still proud of my work. No other Malaysian society in the whole of UK has their stash personalised the way I did them. The polo shirts are so cute and funky I swear! I'm really proud as to how much DAMS has progressed.
P/S: DAMS is my little precious I co-created with Aimee. We are the proud founders of Durham University's Malaysian Society. We decided to start the society in our first year and it's duly ratified. Although I must point out that in 2006 the number of Malaysians in Durham could be counted by just one hand. I then took it a step further and call ourselves Durham Association of Malaysian Students (DAMS). I can't stop smiling =)
I'm officially done with second year. Have I been in England that long? Apparently so. Although I must say it seems as if yesterday I was a Fresher. I'm enjoying my last few bits of being a Liver's-Out. And soon enough I'll be a Finalist. Hold that thought, it sounds scary. Moving on...
I'm just really glad I've finished all 6 papers in 3 weeks, without any difficulties along the way. It's weird though that I'm not feeling all that liberated and relieved. It's like I'm not entirely happy about the current state. Very very weird indeed. But maybe it takes a while for the joyous feeling to kick in. After all, I wasn't acting like a star student all year round, more like the 'slack' student who proscrastinates all the time. But now that I'm done, I still have a lot of errands to run.
Library books need to be returned. They are way overdued. I need to finalise my Prague and Vienna trip. I need to start packing my things. I need to get empty boxes, first. Then plan for my Lille trip. Need to submit the early registrationg forms and the dissertation form. But before that, must pick a dissertation topic first.
And I've no clue at the moment.
I'm gonna go and waste time by watching shows. Also I'm very delighted that my DAMS stash jus arrived! Although I should have a picked a size smaller for my pink polo. But I'm still proud of my work. No other Malaysian society in the whole of UK has their stash personalised the way I did them. The polo shirts are so cute and funky I swear! I'm really proud as to how much DAMS has progressed.
P/S: DAMS is my little precious I co-created with Aimee. We are the proud founders of Durham University's Malaysian Society. We decided to start the society in our first year and it's duly ratified. Although I must point out that in 2006 the number of Malaysians in Durham could be counted by just one hand. I then took it a step further and call ourselves Durham Association of Malaysian Students (DAMS). I can't stop smiling =)
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
Restless
I'm restless for countless reasons.
I've been in England for far too long. I've been away for far too long now. Well, it only has been 5 months but I feel like I'm still allowed to complain. I am usually not the whiny type. This feeling of restlessness, it's getting to me. It's like the only cure to it, is by taking the next 13-hour flight back to Malaysia. It's the only way.
England has become boring and predictable. If it's too good to be true, then it definitely is. Good, sunny weathers don't last. English weathers totally revolutionised the definition of summer. The new-age summer means that at least 50% of the day, 50% of the skies would be covered by gloomy clouds, waiting to rain on you. And english rains are toxic. You heard me. The air in Malaysia may be polluted, but when it rains, you could film an amateur love movie playing under the rain, because it'll never give you a headache. You could catch a cold if you stay under the rain long enough. Being the drama queen that I am, I must stress that the next statement has no element of exaggeration at all. Zilch. When the raindrops start to fall and land on my head, within the next 5 seconds I am guaranteed a throbbing agonising headache. Even a hot shower won't make it go away. I need to call in the painkillers everytime. What is it in the rain that makes it so toxic, it's giving everyone headaches?
The next legit reason for why I'm restless: There's an 8 day gap between my 5th and last paper. Initially, this meant an extra time to work on the paper, in hopes for it to bring up my average marks. After having 5 papers, (split into 3 and 2 back-to-backs) I am mentally exhausted. Exhausted doesn't even begin to cover it. It's inexcusable that english universities just fuck up your exam timetables when your whole future is involved. I have friends with 4 and 5 back-to-backs. Personally, 3 was my cut off point. This calls for a reform. Then again, with their poor financial management skills, they take pleasure in failing students (Especially international students) because this translates to higher income flow from exam resits. As if it wasn't bad enough that our fees are three times what the locals pay. Their budget deficits makes you say-wtf, how could a top university be in such large deficits. Sure, carry on with your experimental researches. I feel like I could benefit so much after hearing that "The success of football clubs could be down to the colour of their shirt, according to new research". Or how "Suitors can tell a young person’s attitude to sexual relationships by their face, new research suggests." I wonder whatever happened to common sense. Maybe this is how they say "I told you so, in your face".
Instead of reading about how the US' role in Pacific Asia declined after the Cold War, I decided to procrastinate my heart out. Maybe I'll be more productive tomorrow. Who knows. After all, I do work better under pressure. Then again, when its too much, I stop to care. And the fear of it being the latter does not even bother me one bit.
I have been here for too long. It's time to go home. It's time to leave England.
I've been in England for far too long. I've been away for far too long now. Well, it only has been 5 months but I feel like I'm still allowed to complain. I am usually not the whiny type. This feeling of restlessness, it's getting to me. It's like the only cure to it, is by taking the next 13-hour flight back to Malaysia. It's the only way.
England has become boring and predictable. If it's too good to be true, then it definitely is. Good, sunny weathers don't last. English weathers totally revolutionised the definition of summer. The new-age summer means that at least 50% of the day, 50% of the skies would be covered by gloomy clouds, waiting to rain on you. And english rains are toxic. You heard me. The air in Malaysia may be polluted, but when it rains, you could film an amateur love movie playing under the rain, because it'll never give you a headache. You could catch a cold if you stay under the rain long enough. Being the drama queen that I am, I must stress that the next statement has no element of exaggeration at all. Zilch. When the raindrops start to fall and land on my head, within the next 5 seconds I am guaranteed a throbbing agonising headache. Even a hot shower won't make it go away. I need to call in the painkillers everytime. What is it in the rain that makes it so toxic, it's giving everyone headaches?
The next legit reason for why I'm restless: There's an 8 day gap between my 5th and last paper. Initially, this meant an extra time to work on the paper, in hopes for it to bring up my average marks. After having 5 papers, (split into 3 and 2 back-to-backs) I am mentally exhausted. Exhausted doesn't even begin to cover it. It's inexcusable that english universities just fuck up your exam timetables when your whole future is involved. I have friends with 4 and 5 back-to-backs. Personally, 3 was my cut off point. This calls for a reform. Then again, with their poor financial management skills, they take pleasure in failing students (Especially international students) because this translates to higher income flow from exam resits. As if it wasn't bad enough that our fees are three times what the locals pay. Their budget deficits makes you say-wtf, how could a top university be in such large deficits. Sure, carry on with your experimental researches. I feel like I could benefit so much after hearing that "The success of football clubs could be down to the colour of their shirt, according to new research". Or how "Suitors can tell a young person’s attitude to sexual relationships by their face, new research suggests." I wonder whatever happened to common sense. Maybe this is how they say "I told you so, in your face".
Instead of reading about how the US' role in Pacific Asia declined after the Cold War, I decided to procrastinate my heart out. Maybe I'll be more productive tomorrow. Who knows. After all, I do work better under pressure. Then again, when its too much, I stop to care. And the fear of it being the latter does not even bother me one bit.
I have been here for too long. It's time to go home. It's time to leave England.
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