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Thursday, March 02, 2006
comings and goings

It's been ages since I've updated. Times flies. I've been here for almost three weeks now. Time goes by real slowly here in Wellington. I felt like I've been here for quite a while, but it was only 3 weeks.

So what's up in my life?

Well, classes have started and I've signed up for tutorials. The last time I really 'studied' and 'prepared for tutorials' and 'hand up assignments' was about 8 months ago when I finished foundation year. *LAN is not proper 'course' but I did enjoy Moral Studies.* I'm trying hard to fight the urge to sleep in almost every lecture. Jia Yin drank coffee before FCOM lecture today and she still slept in class. The mocha had no effect whatsoever. Hahaha.. (FCOM = Introduction to the Commercial Environment. Honestly, I am yet to hear anything commercial like about this course.) Economics is ok. I miss Ms Elsie. She's the best Econs lecturer in the this whole entire world and without her I'll die and rot when it comes to economics. Sigh I miss Ms Elsie. Statistics was okay too. I always liked maths. It doesn't matter if the lecturer sucks. I will always love the subject. I'm having Information Systems class tomorrow and I don't know how to prepare for that class. The notes I got from the lecturer and the content in the textbook don't match. Maybe I bought the wrong textbook.

Speaking of textbooks...

I spent most of my free time volunteering and helping out in the 2nd hand bookstall. I learned how to use the cash register, how to operate that 'stamp-like' thing. *You know, the one where librarians use to catalogue books.* I've made some friends. I learned the trade of marketing and the true meaning of the word *recycle*. To bring more business to the 2nd hand bookstall we printed out dozens of fliers and posters in lime green paper. We stuck those lime green papers on the noticeboards all over uni (there's a lot of noticeboards) and used other people's thumbtacks to do it, which means we'll be covering other people's advertisements. I think it's pretty clever, ethics aside of course. Here in VUW, that's call *recycling*.

I made some friends who are studying music. It made me miss Maurice Ravel and Debussy, my favourite composers. I wished I hadn't stop playing the piano after I went to college. I don't know whether I can play classical music anymore. Maybe I could, if I practiced everyday and if I practiced hard. I couldn't remember the tunes of the pieces that I used to play until just now, when I was in the shower. I don't know why, but sad emotions triggered my subconsious brain and the tunes started flowing into my head. I remembered Claire de Lune and Menuet, and I wish I'm in my home living room, with the Debussy or Ravel CD in my stereo, with the volume sky high, with me encircled by the piano melodies. Maybe Chris can somehow get some cheap music scores for me and if I can find some time to practice, I can play classical again.

Sad emotions...

I miss my mom. I miss her a lot. I wished I had someone to talk to. Someone who knows me in and out and who won't judge me for what I have to say or how I feel. Well, my mom is normally the person I run to when I'm down but she's not here. Just the thought of her makes me sad. It's not that I'm not enjoying my time here. I just wished I can talk ages and ages to her again. The other person that I normally talk about everything is JS but because of the time difference, we're 13 hours apart. The fella is in UK and I'm at the other end of the world. But that's life. You can't really depend on anyone for love or understanding or comfort. It took me quite a while, but I think I finally understand what does 'letting go of all expectations' mean. When you put expectations on people, more often than not they'll let you down. It's not because they want to hurt you, but that's just how life is. So it's better not to expect any sort of comfort zone from others. That's why there's God. God won't let you down because.. well.. he's God. If even God can let me down then I don't know what's the meaning of life anymore.

Well, I have tons of readings to do. I have homework due next week. Time is not on my side. It never was.
D I V A at 2:10 PM
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