Racing Against Time

Time really flies by. I can still clearly remember my semester break, like it was just yesterday. I was lazily lounging on the sofa, watching the television while surfing the net to my heart’s content.

But just in the blink of an eye, I’m already in my fourth week of the semester, have assignments to do, presentations to prepare for and tests to take. Things are piling up and I feel like I’ve done nothing to accomplish such things during the past four weeks.

Besides that, I’ve been put to reality’s mercy and have demons I have to overcome, like most people. It’s just that it must have been decided that I face them this time around.

Ah, life… Can’t you give me a break, even if it’s a mini, tiny break?

To cut? Or not to cut?

That question has been bugging me for some time now, specifically before I started my new semester. I mean, I love having long-but-yet-sort-of-short-ish hair and all.

But I did have long hair for a really long time now and ever since I chopped my hair off in July, I realised having shorter hair is more fun and your head is all light.

And so, today after at least three weeks of contemplation, I finally cut my hair. This time, however, my hair is shorter than the previous cut, though it is still a bob cut. (Kind of reminds me of Victoria Beckham's bob cut)

But I can’t seem to capture a good photo of my new hairstyle. Depressing, isn’t it? So, maybe next time only I’ll post my new look.

Ah, The Anxiety...

In just matter of hours, less than a day long, my results for my previous semester will be announced and I will be truthful, I’m nervous!

Seriously, and when I thought waiting for my SPM results was bad, this is worse! Far worse! This is so much creepier and scarier. I mean, unlike SPM where if I fail my BM, I fail the entire thing. So, just as long as I pass that ONE subject, I’m safe.

My college on the other hand, if I so much as fail one subject, which I pray I don’t, I will have to re-sit my paper (the failed subject). And to add to that, I have to pay extra for re-sitting it. What a total waste of money!

If I want to spend my money, I might as well spend it on clothes. Like the ones where I have set my eyes on but the price is just killing me and forbidding me from owning them like I want to.

However, I guess I’ll be experiencing this crappy feeling of mine for many more times. So, maybe I should just suck it up and bare with it. I think it’ll be over quickly, at least I hope it would.

My New Semester

Today marks the start of the third week since my new semester started and I can say, I think I have a pretty good idea of how my lecturers/tutors are, even if I did miss my first week and only attended my second week since semester started.

Mind you, I did not skip the first week for entertainment purposes, unless you consider hovering over a toilet bowl and hurling the contents of your stomach out over and over as fun, then so be it. I had food poisoning, in case you’re wondering why I puke. So not fun but I lost 3 kg, which is something me, a girl, is glad about but the process (puking) to lose them is so not worth it.

Anyway, today’s classes were pretty boring and I just realised that I have no idea what is going on in my macroeconomics. I mean, it’s macro, so it should be the same like micro, right? Wrong. Macroeconomics is more complicated, weird and involves lots of memorising of formulas. And me no likey such things. I can guess that studying for it when exams comes around would be a pain but I think studying in general should be, so what the heck.

Other than that, my other tutor for my Introduction to Organisation and Management, the one that I presume would replace Mr Johan (My course’s program supervisor. He’s so funny!) whenever he's not around, is a monotone fella that can’t seem to stay still. I mean, he is very thorough, which is good, cause it’s good revision to what I’ve learnt in lectures.

But when you combine his voice and his constant walking around, it spells headache and dizziness for me. I’m the kind of person that prefers to look at the person when they’re speaking, so you can only imagine when I stared at him too long, my head started to hurt. But he’s ok, I guess, as long as I remember to not stare at him too long.

And another thing, when class ended today, it was pouring, which sucked since I was suppose to find my sister across the college from where I was. But in the end, I didn’t have to walk because Win Shen who drove to school today, offered Angela, Charmaine, Jessy and me a ride to where we wanted to go.

Ok, I admit, there might have been some asking (pestering) from our part. But he was cool and agreed, such a gentleman! So, he dropped Jessy and I at where we wanted to go first, which was within college grounds but very, very far from where we were. And after that, I presume he drove Angela and Charmaine home.

I guess you can say that my new semester is starting at a good point.