Cross-stitch

I’m almost done with this cross-stitch project! Yay. All that’s left for now are outlines and filling in the eyes and noses. Here are pictures of the progress since July.



8th Sept: Bear No. 5 starts to take shape.

11th Sept: In his little pouch… (I don’t know why I called it a “he”. But somehow it seems more natural to give bears a masculine pronoun, doesn’t it?)

19th Sept: And oh, look, it’s a sock!

2oth Sept: Hints of Bear No. 6 start to emerge from the bottom…

Work on Bear No. 7 (the final one) thus begins…

I didn’t work on it everyday, but only when I was able to afford a bit of time to work on it. I want to finish this before I return to Brunei. The pictures I’ve put up here are the more visible progressions.

21st Nov

27th Nov

The almost complete picture!

Just the outlining and final face details to be added in. I’ve already got the next cross-stitch project lined up, but I’ll have to buy the Aida cloth back home before I can start on that.

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…This shouldn’t be the sort of hobby that young twenty-something girls ought to be doing, right?

A pensive end to a day.

I came across this blog – it’s too good not to share. The stories that she shares will leave you in tears and occasionally laughter, but more often than not, tears; and above all, a deeper appreciation for life and the things around you. Most of all, it makes you think. This latest post is particularly moving.

The study desk

Books spread out, primary coloured and underlined, scribbles abound;
Biscuits and snacks within an arm’s length, a glass of comfort.
My precious MacBook in front of me, a distraction every now and then;
Headphones plugged in but I hardly hear the music as I read;
Just one more paper,
Two more weeks,
And I’ll be home.

Meltinggg…

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??!

Final hurdle…

…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.