Le Cookie Chirps

OMG I super love this. I grew up with the Ski game. And the Ski monster still freaks me out whenever he pops out from the sides. Gah, I’m such a loser.

xx,

ChiRa

I know I know I am such a louse for abandoning my blog.

But it’s the 31st of March and I am going to churn out a post every month, crappy or not.

I’m currently 33 minutes away from my last class for today, Cognition and Perception tutorial. I must applaud myself for managing to burn time sanely. Seriously, the new schedule does not make me happy at all. It’s so screwed and messed up. Anyway, I did okay for my previous semester. I cannot bear to look at my horrid results again. I passed anyway, thank God, because frankly, I thought that I would have to resit both papers. And that wouldn’t be a reality as I would jump off a bridge first. Sigh. I really must work harder this time around. My overall percentage is still stuck in second upper class. Come on, girl, you can do it! Just a few more marks!

Pray for me, please?

This time we have new lecturers who I will not rant about here because I would probably go off-topic and start typing irrelevant things or get suspended from class. Not to say that I am totally against them, I assure you I’m not, I just wish that things were the same as before. I miss Dr. T and Ms. C, very very much.

Actually, I wish that a lot of things were the same as before. It’s funny to see how things change in an instant. It’s weird, in a way. People always say that things are on a constant change, but having it actually happening to me in front of my eyes (and at a rapid pace to boot) makes me feel quite sad sometimes, especially when I think about it. I miss old experiences and memories. I guess I really haven’t let everything go yet. I just miss the old times.

Can you believe that I’m in my second year third semester already? It feels like just yesterday I was blogging about studying Psychology and writing down all the snippets I can catch and dump them on my blog.  Now I’m stressed with finding journals, classes, tutorials, and all my piling assignments. It feels so overwhelming to know that if everything goes well this semester, I’m going to be a third (and final) year student next semester. I haven’t even finalized my thesis topic yet or what area I would like to do! Time zooms by!

Maybe I’m being bitter because of exhaustion or the absence of my mother and brother (who are currently having fun in UK) are taking their toll on my sanity. I miss them both very much and it’s so tiring to manage everything on my own. I feel so lonely and find that the TV is fast becoming my best friend because my dad comes home late at night (and leaves early in the morning) while my cat sleeps in the nooks and crannies of the house.

Bitter or not, I just hope that I’ll survive this semester well. It’s only Day 4 but it feels like it’s three quarter through the term. And it’s also not helping that the person next to me just lugged an entire tray of food from the cafeteria to the department one floor below.

Uh, we can do that?

xx,

ChiRa