GAHHH it is SO HOT. The heat is so uncomfortable that I’m having trouble focusing on finishing my essay. Which is BAD. And it’s so hard to sleep too! I feel like I’m in a slow-cooker, simmering… simmering… it just won’t seem to let up!
How will I ever survive when I get back to Brunei??!
On one of my (many!) breaks from my essay-writing, I came across this article on the New York Times, one of the news sites that I frequent. The timing of the article is suspect as one year has now officially passed since Obama’s win last year, and the fading glow from Obama’s sparkle for the Americans in current circumstances probably contributes to this article being some sort of political tactic (and boost) as well. But nevertheless, a very fascinating read. Click on the image above for the article.
…not.
After four years of uni, GAAAH. This five-year course is starting to feel too long. But I comfort myself with the fact that I’ll graduate with two degrees under my belt. Hohoho.
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Righttt.
Tomorrow will be the final round of tutes for the year, but the nightmare has just begun. Three essays, all worth 50% due one after another. I can do this! I can do this! I can do this! *chants ad nauseam*
Re-enrolment for next year has opened, and as I was looking through the subjects available for my majors next year, it’s really saddening to see how many subjects have been cut out ever since the Melbourne Model was put in place. I compared the 2006 Handbook (the year I first enrolled) with the 2010 one, and more than half the subjects have disappeared, or have been changed and named differently. One subject I was particularly keen on doing for next year is not there anymore – I have a feeling it’s been replaced by this other subject which covers similar areas, but the structure is different from what I remembered it to be.
It’s hard to believe that next year will be my final year – and it’s scary too. I still don’t know where I’m headed after graduation in December 2010, but I’ll just have to keep trusting in God to lead me down this road. For now I see through a glass, darkly… now I know in part… but one day I will see all that He has had planned.
Here’s one of you and the cat 
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Waittt a moment, what do you mean, “cat talk”?!
Final three weeks of the semester.
Gaaarh. Must pull through these last few weeks even if it kills me!!
I can’t wait to go home too. It feels like forever since I’ve been back, and I also feel like I haven’t had a decent long holiday at home especially in the last two years. I want a nice three-month break just being home.
Home….
