Two more hours.
End of of torment for the past whole month.
11/20 should not be a problem.
If, she keep to her words.
And i certainly hope she did, if not i am so screwed.
One more day.
Upon looking forward so much to this day.
I do suddenly feel a tinge of numbness.
Afraid of disappointments.
Nonetheless, excitement and happiness do overthrow all others away.
So, nah... nothing to fuss about.
O.
Appreciated what you guys did. (Grace and dony: Hao Jie Mei-s)
I will make full use of what you had given me.
Whatever bought with the card, will be named after you.
Thanks.
Muackz!
Wish me luck for my
last paper.
24 hours, is that long?
♥ I'm still missing...
7:59 AM
2 MORE DAYS.
I can't wait.
I am so desperate for the air in Singapore.
I could not settle myself down to prepare for my last two papers.
Hope that i did not screw it, as its totally not worth it.
I need the credits.
Thinking of what to get, is pretty bothersome.
I tried my best.
Its never easy.
Tho it might not be the best, i hope they could feel the meaning.
I know i am being selfish.
But i really hope that everyone has that little bit of time for me when i am back.
Singapore, i only have 2 months.
I could not afford to trash it.
It means too much.
Being me, you would understand what "it means too much" is all about.
I already have plans for Friday and Saturday.
Imagine...
Muackz!
9.50pm Changi Airport Terminal 2
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11:14 PM
Happie birthday Aubrey.
I wonder what it means?
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1:13 PM
I am so dead.
I am so going to break my wrist on 22nd November.
Do not suspect.
Its true, its so going to happen.
When i pull my luggage outta of the belt at Singapore Terminal 2 Airport.
No kidding.
It WILL come true.
SO COME ON, PEOPLE.
Throw me some serious concern and not laugh about it.
;)
Though i am overwhelmed with excitement for the flight back.
However, i can't help feeling nervous about being alone on a 8 hours plane flight.
I tend to get lost, whenever i am alone.
Many past experiences have proven this argument.
I was browsing through...
Realised how boring my blog was, with no pictures.
I so wanted to share my memories here, in visual aids.
But...
The pictures uploaded, always seem to be in huge size.
So as usual, i was too lazy to edit it.
ANYONE knows how i could adjust my camera's pixels lower or something?
But...
Decided to do so today, since i was staring at my textbook blankly.
So here goes...
A tiny bit of my Sydney memory collections.
It was beautiful
Harry Potter is a fraud.
"Round Eyes"
Always wanted to be a tree-trunk
Koala Bear irritation
How kangaroos started: humans transformation.
"Was it us or the scenery? "
My favourite piece (the work of chalk)
I have grown much taller!
Planning for next week?
♥ I'm still missing...
3:24 PM
How much truth was injected?
Do i believe you?
Or can i believe you?
Should i be suspicious?
If i did not do it, who else could it be?
Happie Birthday Gabriel.
So many questions.
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10:32 PM
Why ain't my previous blog published?
ARGHZ!
FINALLY its all up!
♥ I'm still missing...
10:58 AM
When we hit ground floor, the fact that andrew's exam venue
will be at level 4 sank in. I panicked. "Galaxy room or level 4 ?"
Immediately, my instincts made me call Grace, not bothering
whether is she asleep at such wee hours. To my very horror,
my dear Grace was deep asleep. I was desperate.
Several choices of helpline popped into my small, pea, exploding brain.
Number 1: Cheng en. He was helpful but his internet was not.
Still grateful tho.
Number 2: Sherwin. The call started with “ huh”.
Number 3: Weisheng. There was not even an inch of sound
from the other side of the line.
D-E-A-D.
Number 4: My beloved DONY LUKMAN! My hero! He got
me my details within minutes. I should have called him
from the very first moment. But thought he might be sleeping
since his having a paper later.
“Galazy Room it is”
I thought my nightmare will end there.
At 8.35am, I reached the racecourse. I am supposed to be at
THE GALAXY ROOM, level 3 by 8.45am. Again, jumpy cause
I had not a single clue where the hell galaxy room suppose to be at.
Here comes another “savior”. I was pointed up that weird looking building.
Up the escalators I went. I was counting the levels as
I approached the beginning of each escalator. “One”, “Two”, and finally “Three”.
Level three I am. I looked around me and guess what.
I found myself standing on a small square area, the connection point
between level two to four. I was horror-struck.
My first few thoughts:
“ I am going to skin Reuben alive at 12pm ”.
“ I am lost, seconds before my paper starts “.
Fortunately, I saw Andrew when I was near a nervous-breakdown.
He said, “Go ask for help from those examiners at level 4.”
I was brought back to reality, on what I should actually do.
The nice lady, told me to stay. Since all the papers are
going the same direction regardless of exam venues.
Fantastically, I was sat all alone in the entire column.
The outcast.
Nevertheless, I was grateful.
Now, wonder how i did for accounting?
I screwed it.
Never will i ever wish to see another journal entry, FOREVER!
Counting down: 8 days.
♥ I'm still missing...
4:45 PM
18th July i left.
When i left, i was thinking...
Whats the big deal.
I will be flying back in November.
Its not that long after all.
Its only 4 months. Not even near half a year.
But.
When your physically here.
Things are different.
I do enjoy my life here, enjoy those whom i have met here.
I even thought, i might stay longer than the two years i was allocated.
However...
I can't wait to get my ass back to Singapore on 22nd November.
Why?
So much to do when i get back.
Although i do wonder,
after 3 months in Singapore, will i feel bored and yearn for Aussie?
Counting down.
Officially 10 more days from today.
Many been telling me; "i will be seeing you real soon!"
Its true.
Controversy, these 10 days seem like 10 years to me.
Perhaps, because of exams.
10 years. Arghz.
Can't wait.
I guess many here are feeling the same way.
Muackz!
Back to mugging.
Pray for me that accounting will be a breeze.
p.s: Grace, i still dun understand how you could take ACCOUNTING for a major!
22nd November i be back.
Stress...
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4:05 PM
I hate it when you cry.
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6:50 PM
ARGHZ!
I am going mad.
Pissed.
To hell, the setter of linear equation.
How could you!
The most confident part of me was robbed off just like this.
How cruel is that?
You stole FULL 10 MARKS from me!
There goes my credit.
What a useless cert i have now.
*Grumbles* *Curses*
I hate you.
Accounting.
I hate "academic" surprises.
Pretty pretty please....
Feeling so exhausted from the past few days.
But.
I can't stop now.
I have to work double hard for my accounts.
Am i stupid?
One down, three more to go.
♥ I'm still missing...
2:44 PM
Tomorrow will be the last day.
I am really afraid.
So much to do yet so little time.
Each paper needs 3 hours.
Even if i have 24 hours, i could only do 8 papers.
Ha.
I must be crazy.
I am going crazy...
Another party to look forward to.
Uniform party.
24th November.
If its really going to happen...
I have already got hold of one outfit.
Since i can't hold one myself, so i shall attend other's.
So pathetic huh.
Counted my days.
I will fully utilised my time in Singapore.
Every week counts.
I hope to be busy.
Ha.
Most of my beloved girls are holding on to their singlehood!
I love it.
All the time for sista-hood...
Muackz!
Many been telling me.
Life is still young.
No commitments.
Every experience counts.
I agree.
But hope that we all know our limits.
My thoughts seem to be in real mess today.
Anyway. wonder whats the craze here?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4y-waHLz-TUHello..... I am Lindsay Lohan.....
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11:43 PM
Vomiting.
Nausea.
Headache.
Serious Consxxxxxxxx.
Symptoms of exams stress.
Each and everytime after dealing with the alien.
I will tend to dream about it.
Dream about my attempts.
Always woken up by those wrong attempts.
Feeling discomfort about my stupid-ness.
Still mugging.
Sunday and Monday was pretty wasted tho.
So many plans AHEAD.
22 November onwards.
Zouk out is one of those in my list.
Girls.
"Silly Ghim": dun worry, i will take loads of pictures to share with you!!!
Cambodia trip cancelled.
Tho i strongly opposed at first.
But i felt disappointed.
Disappointed for losing such a chance to create family memories.
All of us are growing up, when will we get another chance?
Hope there are back up plans.
Still many question marks on what to get for everyone?
Time seems limited.
Gift ideas are limited too.
*Grumbles*
Back to the alien.
Muackz!
Do i love?
♥ I'm still missing...
11:17 AM
My own space.
Its been long since i had such a change.
I realised i am still the same.
I need my own time after all.
Tho i do not need much, but i still need certain part of it.
Been mugging.
Tho not extremely hardworking.
But harder than usual.
Although harder than usual, but i still feel unprepared.
Feel that time is totally insufficient.
Every moment, i will be thinking of my books.
Even in my dreams.
I dreamt all about differentiation and integration last night.
Perhaps it was due to 6 hours of
QMA.
It was an alien.
Though i am able to do much of the quiz now, i still feel unprepared.
I do wonder if i am giving myself undue stress and pressure.
But!
I think i need it.
If not, i will be handling the last minute issues again.
Not exactly that i am not on last minute doings now but...
Arghz.
I am overly-stressed.
I need to do well.
Well do not mean distinctions.
I am just aiming for credits for all my modules.
I really hope to achieve it.
Next
sem.
I must be more than just a credit student.
Now that i know how my life should works here.
I will be a better STUDENT next
sem.
No longer the
NORY i was.
*What crap did i just typed?*
Just casual thoughts.
"Have any of your tutors emailed you to inform you that the grade (that totally made you freaked out) was wrong? "
Goodness.
UNSW you "
roxs"!
I seriously wonder, should i be happy or pissed?
I have so much holiday plans.
22
nd November. I love this date.
Muackz!
Am i a substitute?
♥ I'm still missing...
11:32 PM
It was beautiful
Harry Potter is a fraud.
"Round Eyes"
Always wanted to be a tree-trunk
Koala Bear irritation
How kangaroos started: humans transformation.
"Was it us or the scenery? "
My favourite piece (the work of chalk)
I have grown much taller!