First day of uni!

It's the start of a new semester! A new semester brings in a new shocking news =D
The day went on quite slowly actually. Nothing interesting happened. But this new semester, I have quite a few new resolutions. I plan to go to class EVERYDAY for the WHOLE SEMESTER, study EVERY SATURDAY FOR THE WHOLE SEMESTER.
I wonder if I would keep up my resolutions or not.

Oh ya. I joined the gym starting this semester. I plan to buff myself up before I go back to Malaysia again. I've been growing fatter and fatter. It's time for me to tone up my body. Since I left high school, I have been saying that I want to enroll myself in a gym but never really got around to do it. BUT NOW IT IS DONE! I want to have a fit, toned nice body.

Wish me luck =D

With this new semester, I pray for a good good good good semester =D

Sigh....

Holidays passes so fast! Soon, I'm going back to the place where I dread. It's not that I really hate Perth, but it's just too boring and new restrictions arose there. I want a car! But the financial status of my family actually don't really allow me. Sigh.

Yesterday I went out with some of my high school friends. We were chatting. I found out that I'm actually quite out of touch with most of them. There were a lot of things that happened in their lives that I didn't know. It's quite sad that I didn't really made the effort to just probably call them from Australia. Note to self: Take notice of people's life more. But anyway, I had a lot of fun just crapping with them and trying to make fun of each other, just like old times.

I learnt a lesson. No matter how much things has changed, some things that is the core to the friendship will never ever change. I'm quite glad that some things never change, thus I have something to cling on when I'm scared or worried.

I'm going back to Perth this Friday! To be happy or sad, I will choose neither. I hope by then my happiness scale would be fully replenished so that I could slowly use up the stored happiness there xD

I'm going home

it's 2.34am now and I'm still awake. Why? WHY?!! BECAUSE I'M GOING HOME TO MALAYSIA SOON! OMG! I'M JUST SO FREAKING EXCITED! VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY EXCITED! My flight is at 6.50am. AND I'M GOING HOME!!

How low?

How low would you stoop to just to survive? I was faced with quite a few scenarios today. It made me think. How low would you go just to live?

Scenario 1: McDonalds in the city.
There was this lady, whom I presume to be a homeless person. She came in McDonalds and ate the leftovers. This is pretty degrading I should think. Would I stoop to that level just to get food? I think I would rather have my dignity. This makes me feel so thankful that I have parents who support me through my life. Because of them, I have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in regardless where ever I am at.

Scenario 2: Work.
I was kinda being pushed around at work. But still, I managed to maintain a smile. It makes me think of those people who work hard for a living. Many people I believe might be working in an environment where they hate it. They might need to do the jobs they hate just to get by. Well, this is just like a step better than the homeless lady that I met.

These 2 scenarios that I met with made me think quite a lot. Probably it's because I'm too bored. I don't know. But I wonder how low would I go just to be able to survive. How low would YOU go?

Why?

Why can't I be in many places at once? If only there is a kind of potion that can strip myself into many instances of myself, that would be great. Then I would put 1 of me in Malaysia, 1 of me in Perth and 1 of me in US. This, is wishful thinking.

Everytime I see facebook, I see pictures or statuses of events that I couldn't attend because (a) I'm in another continent (b) I have other social obligations. I know that I shouldn't feel sad or something, but still there is this longing feeling in my heart to be together with friends all the while. It's not possible, but yet I can't help wishing for it.

The other day, I was chatting with Soon Khai through MSN. Oh gash. We had so many memories of our high school teachers and tuition teachers. It was quite fun trying to remember what happened in high school. There were so many fun and funny memories, and of course there were some bitter memories that I remembered but I didn't share. But with the existence of bitter memories, it is then we only know the existence of happy memories.

Now that I have kinda moved on to University, I have started to wish that I'm back in high school. I guess the past still has some bondages upon me. But I don't wanna do anything. I want to remember the fun times we all had during high school.

I miss my high school friends.