....It's The Lil' Things That Make Life Sweet....

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

So I just had dinner and now I'm back at where I was before. In front of the computer screen again. At the rate I'm going, I might just go blind. My poor eyesight is poor enough that without visual aid (glasses/contact lenses) I can be rendered semi-blind. I wonder if the 3 blind mice would mind being a quartet instead? I'm pretty sure they won't mind. At least the 3rd mice would have someone to 'teman' her on 2 seater roller coaster rides. Don't need to worry bout sitting with strangers then. Yes the 3 blind mice are girls. In my world that is.

Now I think you can already guess/assume/conclude from that very pathetic lame and crappy statement up there that I,

a) don't have a life
b) am so bored out of my wits that I have nothing intelligent to say
c) should really get a life

If you guessed all 3 correct, congratulations and go get yourself a lollipop.

*stretch-yawn-stretch*

It's a lazy hazy crazy day of summer *sings*

I need something to do lah. Well I can always start revising my studies but the books just feel so heavy y'know. Sigh, the way I've been slacking is just so me. So predictable. Yap yap yap and no action. That's me. Great.

I want to get out of the monotonous life I have set for myself. Where's the drive? Where's the passion?

Sometimes I hate the fact that I live so far away from uni. I really would love to just go to the library alone and study in a corner. Actually it's not impossible and the only reason I'm not doing it is because of the horrendous traffic jams and increasing crime rates. Its just so horrible to feel so insecure in your own country. If you can't be safe here, your homeland, where else can you be safe? It's so ridiculous to have to seek security in a land that's not even home. And the irony is that you actually get it. It is just so wrong.

I know in my heart I want to get out of here. I know I don't want to be in Monash anymore. At least not in Malaysia. I really don't get what's wrong with the people in Monash. I mean I am grateful for the few friends I've made and I'm so glad that they're such a nice group of people but I'm still bothered by the word few. Out of 400 business students, I've only made a few friends. It is kind of sad. Monash feels so cold. Everyone minds their own business. It's like nobody bothers to get to know anyone anymore. In A-Level, I remember looking forward to classes because of the people, now I just go to uni for attendance.

I don't like this.

Where are the friendly people?

Sometimes I sit in the foyer, watching people. So many people walking in and out. Strangers they are to me and I to them. Yet I can't help but think that these strangers can be potential friends.

Just great. 20 years of age and yearning for more friends.

So damn wrong man.

It sucks to be studying in a cold cold place. X(

melia signed out with love @ 8:55 PM (2) earthling(s) farted

Comments:

You're confusing between secondary school and uni dear. Many great friends in school, few good friends in uni. Whoever said uni is the best time obviously went to uni in a different planet, or at least in a different country.

But things do get better, and treasure your few good uni friends. Take care and er, see you some time around...hopefully

# posted by

Anonymous : 1:25 AM

hey you...thanks alot for the encouraging words. it was a 'at that moment' kinda thing. x) but i still wanna get out of monash. ahaha.

i am very grateful for my few uni friends. they are the reason why uni is still kinda bearable. x)

and yes we should meet up sometimes. it's been ages since i've met you. xD

# posted by

melia : 8:28 PM

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I'm 40% mature, 30% child-like
10% fashionista, 8% dork
6% klutzy, 3% dreamer
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I also want to marry John Mayer
And oh, I want a pet unicorn too x)

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