With Words...

I'm starting to get a little bogged down by my workload(current and potential).

It's not entirely just studying. That includes everything else; my social activities, driving license test, work, upcoming assessments, physical activities etc. Oh, not to mention I'm starting to explore work options that might in some way provide some insight into the legal world which so far proves not to be an easy task. There's so many seminars around and I feel like if I'd missed one I'd be missing out on a whole lot of information that might pull me back from all the other students.

Sometimes I wish I could single myself out from everything that is going around me and concentrate solely on getting my grades up.

Too bad the world doesn't work that way.

So here I am trying to figure out how best to arrange my time to do everything I want. Then I realise what has been taking up so much of my precious time.

Travelling.

Especially for work. Travelling time takes up at least one third of my waking hours. It is almost impossible to effectively use my time if I have to move around places so much.

So my solution to that is... drive.

But another problem arises,

Learning to drive.

...Why can't my life be any easier than this?

---either way, I think I'm taking the theory part of my driving test sometime next week and
hopefully get it all over and done with as soon as possible.

Wish me luck!

FABER DRIVE - Tongue Tied

Bright cold silver moon
Tonight alone in my room
You were here just yesterday
Slight turn of the head
Eyes down when you said
I guess I need my life to change
Seems like something's just aren't the same
What could I say?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I'll need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I stare up at the stars
I wonder just where you are
You feel a million miles away
(I wonder just where you are)
Was it something I said?
Or something I never did?
Or was I always in the way?
Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
Again

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
But every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again

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Bumming in Changi airport right now. Waiting until 9pm Singaporean time before my long 7 hour+ flight back to Melbourne.

I'm feeling a tad bit tired and excited, as well as very very reluctant to have left from Malaysia. Gah. I wish everyone could just come to Australia! It'd be sooo much fun. Seriously, we have the craziest bunch of people among us and I'm already missing all the insanity we had during my stay in Malaysia.

Feeling so nostalgic.

I'll miss you guys.

I seriously will.

...and do consider coming down to Melbourne soon. ^^

In the meantime, I think I'll check my departure gate(hopefully it's listed now) and head on to the couch to sulk behind my laptop screen to watch some taiwanese tv series I got off my cousin.

My my my...

Just when I've came back from my long hiatus, I'm forced out of livejournal again. Not willingly, mind you. I've been deprived; deprived of a very very important utility that has became an essentiallity in my daily endurance of life.

Internet.

Imagine your days without it.

........

Exactly.

Ok. It's not that bad. I'm not suffering or anything. Far from it. I'm living fine without it and I'm not exactly THAT deprived. A few visit to the cybercafe(like now) kept me fighting, and I'm not exactly THAT dependant of it... I think.

But MANNNN...

It's so much easier when internet use to be just a keyboard away. Especially at times like this, when allocate+ is open and I'm in dire need to research on a few of my units and map out the duration of my course.

We considered getting net connection at home, but the contract is only available for one year and it's too darn expensive to pay for someone, which in this case is my aunt, who hardly uses the internet. The only people who would really be needing it in the household now would only probably be us, and we're only going to be staying in Malaysia until February. The remaining 10.5 months' payment would go to waste.

OHHHH WELLLL...

I'll live.

Really, I'll live.

....and it's only the first week out of 1.5 months.

p/s: Before I forget. Happy belated new year to the lot of you lovelies in my f-list!!!!

I'll probably update a bit on my stay here in Malaysia soon. If I get a chance at it again. For now, my next semester's timetable awaits. ^^

YES!! No more work till about 1.5 months later. xDDD

I know I sound like I really hate my jobs but, to the contrary, I quite like it. Its simplicity is awfully appealing and the job stress level is relatively lower than my past job as a waitress where you absolutely, not for a second, be seen slacking. There are always eyes watching you as you move around the restaurant. I'd always had to prepare myself and square my shoulders before walking into work.

The wonders of KFC and McDonald's now are that there isn't as much of that. As long as you're doing something you're fine, regardless if you're taking your own sweet time with it or whatnot. At most times, you can even get pass not doing anything provided there's nothing needed to be done at that moment, except I can't quite settle with just standing around. Blame it on the intensive drilling from my previous work. I get uneasy when I'm suppose to be working but not working.

In terms of comparing KFC and McDonald's... McDonald's has better working procedures than KFC, that's for sure. I'm all for proper procedures and routine, so that's what I like of McDonald's over KFC. Plus, McDonald's has this "clean-as-you-go" policy so the working area is generally kept at a rather clean condition. I'm a diagnosed clean freak so this aspect appeals to me too. KFC can get real messy because of all the oil and lack of proper equipments to ensure the oiliness doesn't spread.

However, KFC has a more relaxing working environment. More flexibility in the jobs that can be done. Mainly because the KFC I'm working in is a restaurant and McDonald's is just a stall in the food court. So there's drive through, drive through packing, restaurant to clean and all that. Besides, I've been working in KFC longer than McD so I'm more in tune with what goes on around in there.

Oh, not to mention, I get less burns in KFC than McD. Seriously, it's soooo dangerous in McD's kitchen. I get burnt EVERYWHERE!!!


This is the worst burn yet. Got it at the fryer. I wasn't paying close attention to my arm positioning. It was a mere touch by the fryer cage.

On top of that, I've got at least 3 other less serious burns just from the first week of working in McD. I've got a few in KFC as well but nothing as serious. I'm such a klutz. ^^;

Anyway, back to cleaning and laundry. 1.5 months away, there's a hell lot of things to clean and wash. My mom's really particularly about cleaning the house before traveling so there's not as much to do when we get back.

It's Christmas! It's Christmas! It's Christmas!!!!

I don't celebrate Christmas, don't get presents and all that. BUUUUTTT....!!

I'M SO EXCITED~ ^^

I swear I've got something with festive seasons. I could just lie at home the whole day and feel jovial and thoroughly excited.

Especially since I've just been working almost everyday since the holidays started. To have a day off like this with the entire family is all I've been waiting for.

HAVE A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! ~lots of love.

...can't wait till Saturday - I'll be flying in a plane!! YAYYYYY...!

Sleepy.

Tomorrow's going to be one hell of a long day. Working two jobs at once really kills, especially when both of them are labour work. Since the start of holidays, I've been working in KFC, and since last week started McDonald's as well. Covering two main fast food chain at once, hilarious huh?

Just thought it'd be nice to at least experienced working in them both, and since they provide recognised training modules, might as well get as much certified experiences as possible. Besides, I needed a job asap after my exams and they were the fastest. No loss to it anyway. Or so I thought.

Ok. I'm not saying my current working condition is terrible and that I really hate it. It's just... so draining. I'll admit, I enjoyed working when I first started off and quite frankly, I still do. At times. It's fun, but sometimes I get bored.

I don't hate it. It just gets boring after a while.

Time passes so slowly during work. As the name indicates - fast food. Jobs are instantaneous, that's the fun part, then the rest becomes boring.

Say I'm serving at the registers. If there's a swarm of customers all at once, or even just one, I get busy serving, packing and the whole lot, and because it's fast food. You do it fast. One customer takes about, max 5 minutes, then you wait. Things just gets so un-stimulating after a while.

Either way, I'm stuck with it for now.

I'm thinking of a switch in work experience next year. Maybe administrative jobs?

Or who knows? I might get attached to my current job(s).

Also, I kinda miss my pass job as a waitress in the Japanese restaurant. They called me up before to ask me if I wanted to work again. Hmm...

Lol.

I guess we'll just have to see how it goes.

I'M BACK!!

...Maybe.

No idea why I thought of posting again. So much has happened since last I've been here. It's a wonder how much you grow through a transactional leap from high school to university. Perspective of life, goals, aims, future plans - some things become clearer, some foggier as options diversify.

I've been going through an intense phase of self-discovery.

Thinking. Discovering. Planning.

I'm surprised by my abrupt change in interest too. For instance, anime - I no longer have the urge nor interest to follow up on anime series. Not to mention fanfictions, fanarts and icon-making. The numerous pieces of half completed fanfictions has been untouched since last year ended, and I have absolutely no plans to complete them.

Not to say anime's been a large part of my life. I've only picked it up somewhere last year. I don't cosplay, I don't buy anime merchandises and the whole lot. But I do spend some time on fanfictions, fanarts and icons. So relatively, it was quite a bit.

Funny how fast things that use to be worth the while can lose their worth.

I can't say I've become clearer now about my direction than before. If anything else, I'm probably more lost than ever.

Either way, I'm in the process of revamping this little tiny space of mine.

For the better and the worst.

Music and Lyrics was SOOO good~!!!

I love it. Love it so damn much... I'm not much of a romantic with movies, but damn, this was off-the-top. It was the very first romantic comedy that made me do inner squeals and giggle(I did this outloud). Kiran, my brother and sisters thought it was just 'alright'. I don't know if they did it deliberately to rile me up, I don't care. I thought it was the most awesome movie I've ever ever EVER watched. Love the songs in it, love the storyline, love every single thing in it!! *melts*

Maybe it's because I usually only ever watch action or horror movies at the cinema, apart from "The Break Up" which wasn't all that good. Watching this really made my day. I was so happy afterwards, I couldn't stop smiling and humming to myself. Hugh Grant was so charming...and Drew Barrymore was just perfect.

I am getting the DVD once it comes out. And I'm going to watch it over and over and over again. Again, this is the first time I've felt such a strong urge to BUY a DVD when I wouldn't normally rewatch a movie I've watched before.

Anyway... been busy with uni. Currently tired and in dire need to sleep.

Will write more next time. *yawn*

I GOT IT!!!

I got the scholarship I applied for. I just found out yesterday after work and I FREAKED. I had to read the offer more than twice before I could reassure myself that I wasn't dreaming. My parents were already in bed by then, but when I knocked on the door and announced it (dazely), they freaked TOO! My mom literally jumped out of bed and my dad was still in disbelief.

I am SO HAPPY right now. This was even better than when I got my offer for Commerce/Law, because I had expected that result(my marks were in the 'guaranteed enter') but not THIS. What a wonderful Chinese New Year gift! Now my parents can relax more without worrying too much about the expenses spent for our education, and I can feel less tormented from being too much of a burden to my parents. And my text books... saves me worrying about that too. (Uni books are shitta expensive)

Anyway, pre-university activities started yesterday. I'm just back from a law student gathering/BBQ event at the park. The seniors there talked about their law courses, although it sounds fun, it is quite daunting too. There's so much to do, so much to get involved in. Even simply to get a PASS isn't easy too... I really hope I'd be able to cope when the time comes.

Oh, there's an Introduction Night later on too. Free drinks and pizza. X3 Got to prepare for that too.

The heat's making me awfully sleepy.

Before I forget, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!1

Stock-taking kills me.

It's 1.40 a.m. now and I've just finished with the paperwork my dad gave me this afternoon to help him out. What's more? I'll have to wake up at six in the morning to get an early start so we could finish the stock take on time. My dad's estimated for the production to start off at noon. That gives us about five hours to finish counting the inner bays and the whole of the warehouse area. Gahh...if only the ladies would work a bit faster~

Being a factory manager in Australia is so goddamn hard. You can't push them too much or else you'll get sued off your pants. You can't rule over them too much or else they'll complain and again try to sue your pants off. So, what can you do? Tell them nicely, cross your fingers and hope they feel the least bit of obligation to get the work done on time. Because of this, the production speed and quantity dwindle, manufacturing factories are moving out, and factory workers will gradually run out of job. So much for worker's right, huh?

They take their time on their job and when the deadline's near, they tell you they can't freaking finish on time because the workload's too much. So, you're forced to pull out OTs (overtimes - you get paid more hourly for working over time) but they whinge and you practically have to plead with them to come and get the work done. I don't understand. My mom's happy when she gets OTs. It means she'll get extra/more money for a lesser amount of time at work. What's so bad about that?

I'm sorry, but the lady I'm working with right now pisses me off. She's so SLOW!!! I'm in charge of finding the labels for each item, and by right, that takes a longer time. But instead, I manage to find the labels, find its serial number on the list (which is her job) and read out the tag number for her (which again is her job), all in the time she takes to get the item off the shelf.

I wasn't this frustrated the last time I worked with her in the production line, but stock-takes make me pissy.

I don't know how I'll get through working with her in the morning, especially since I'm lacking sleep. (I've only slept a maximum of 4 hours each night since last week)

My brother, a couple of our friends and I went out for 'Yumcha' yesterday for my brother's birthday celebration. Nav drove us to Box Hill because I had to order the cake there. It was my first time in his car, and let me tell you this, his subwoofers in the boot can positively cane your back when you're in the back passenger seats. He did turn the music volume down a bit so the bases weren't as strong, but how much difference 'a bit' can be from 'absolutely blaring'?

It was Daniel's birthday yesterday as well, so it was more like a double celebration thing. In Box Hill, before we headed out to the city to meet the others. My brother had this brilliant idea to get Daniel a present. We had discussed beforehand not to bring any presents and guys being guys (I was the only girl there, Jeweliah was there for awhile but she had to leave for work) they hadn't even thought about getting anyone presents, so no one did. Anyway, my brother somehow convinced everyone to chip in some for Daniel's present while I was ordering the cake. So, this was how it went... They went into Sanity, looked at the on-sale rack and picked up a random Eddie Murphy MTV that no one even knew if Daniel would like. Then they splitted it, between nine. Okay, it wouldn't be such a problem if it were a 'regular' present, but this was the cheapest on the rack. Guys...*sigh* Well, at least they had the grace to peel off the price tag.

We met up with the other guys in the city and went to the restaurant that we booked beforehand. Again, there was a problem. Apparently, Daniel's friends told him that the restaurant was an all-you-can-eat and would only cost about $16 per person. Wrong. It was the regular you-pay-for-what-you-order and normally these in total could amount up to more than $150 on the bill. And again, guys being guys plus they were all oh-so-conveniently famished, I had estimated it to be about $180. Wrong, again. We went over that budget. Why, do you ask? Because they wanted a jug of coke which is not commonly served in chinese yumcha restaurant. So that was $11. Eleven freaking bucks- man, I could have easily dropped into the 7/11 up the street and gotten a bottle for a much lesser price. And the tea... In the end, we went over the budget by about $30. And me and Nav had to split the expenses because I was the blood-slave-of-the-day and Nav was being nice. *LOL* Ah well...

It was fun though, and hella amusing to watch. It was the first yumcha experince for most of them, and oh boy did they show it. Naturally, I did most of the ordering. They said they wanted to try the chicken feet, so I ordered that. You should've seen their faces when they had it. Petrus was the brave one to actually attempt to finish the whole piece while the others were going, "suck it...suck it". I asked William how did it taste like, and he politly said it was weird and announce that this was going to be a once-off thing. *ROFL* They had a montrous appetite for the prawn dumplings and Daniel wouldn't stop ordering the pork dumplings. Whenever a waitress comes along, he would wave her down and get two steamed baskets of pork dumplings. We had at least six steamed baskets of them, and at least four out of the six were all devoured by him. Oh, and when I ordered the BBQ pork buns, one of them was trying to be polite and tried to pick it up with his chopsticks. Needless to say, it broke into many pieces due to his constant chopstick abuse so he finally gave up and went for it with a spoon.

The day followed with us watching a movie- The Pursuit Of Happyness. That was good, not exactly as stimulating as I initially thought it was, but still really good. They talked about going to the arcades later on, but I had work and a few of them had things going on too, so Nav drove me, my brother, Grant and Ralph back home. Daniel lead the way to the eastern freeway with his bike on the sidewalk. Nearly had a few accidents when the light turned red when we were in the middle of a four-way intersection. I think Ralph almost jumped out of his skin when Nav speeded to get out of the mess and well, I was sleepy so I had a few quick naps despite the blaring music in the background.

Well, that was it I guess. Denatzis also mentioned that I might be the DUX this year since the highest score is an international student and apparently they don't count, as in they're external from our school. If that is so, I will have to do a speech next year during the Year 12's valedictory...*sigh* Really don't want to do it. It's still a presumption though, but I have serious doubts about it so I won't worry myself over it.

The day before yesterday, I went down to the County Court with Daphne and Simran. The security was tight. I brought a pencil case in case I needed to make notes, and I don't know what in it triggered the alarm. They put it through the scanner twice and further made me take out all its contents so they could examine it. I swear, the next time I go, I'm just going to bring a pen instead of the load.

The case we heard was about a bashing incident. I'm not going into details about it, but it's briefly about this guy being bashed up by three fellas and they were trying to determine who initiated the fight, if this guy/victim provoked the fight instead of the other way around. The defending lawyer (three guys' side), I thought, was really good. He did such a great job at intimidating the guy that he eventually started floundering and contradicting his own statements. It was really interesting to watch, a bit like watching a play, except the tension was really there.

Either way, I'm going to make a point to visit the courts every week starting now, since I really have not much to do now anyway - I'm trying to make myself write again, but plot bunnies just won't come!!

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I absolutely hate my cable network right now.

I have no idea whose fault it is but I'm going to blame it all on Optus(the phone line company). *curses them*

So far, I hadn't been able to download a decent episode of Death Note(it said it would take 20 hours to do so in the pop-up window), failed in any attempt to watch an episode of Death Note on youtube because the downloading speed is just too slow and when it finally finishes the whole thing lags. Even my torrent downloader is screwed up.

What's more? It takes me more than 2 minutes for pages to load up on the net.

It's cable, not dial-up for God's sake!!! Why is the downloading speed so messed up?!

To make things worst, I'm having a really bad stomach ache now too.

...Great, just great.

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I had my enrolment day today... no, I mean yesterday (it's past 12a.m.).

My personal thoughts on it? It was darn freaky.

I've been so excited. You have no idea how much I'd really wanted to finish up my secondary education (namely VCE) and just get into uni. I've complained, whinged, fawned about it every single day. Not to say that I didn't liked my secondary environment. I still think that our year level was the best of all years. It's just that with secondary school, I hadn't really had the chance to explore the opportunities around me since I had only plopped in(right at the end of middle school) when everyone was already settled in. Sure, I've met some great friends, but it seemed like I didn't really had a choice in that matter. Plus, you've gotta admit, the freedom obtained through uni life is hella appealing. I have my own say in my timetables, units of studies... It's all so- how shall I say this?- AWESOMMEEE~!!! XDDD

I remembered the days when me and Elysia would sit down and discuss about the awesome-ness of uni life. Honestly, that girl is so uberly similar to me. We have the same thoughts on things, same views on issues... Maybe that's why we've always stuck together in class. ^^ I miss my friends already~ Although she and Nav do have this annoying habit of pinching my face. Nav rarely does it because he said he didn't like getting me angry. Apparently, according to Elysia, the guys were scared of me. *LOL* Me? The nice and innocent little girl? *scoffs* Yeah right...

Talking about being nice and innocent *rolls eyes*, they've actually attempted to explain uhm...female mastur- *coughs* -bation to me. I butted in their conversation about some girl that had overly suppressed her sexual desires and exploded one day where she ended up stripping in front of the class and well, masturbated. I didn't know how far was it true, but Nav said he read it off an article, so...meh. Well, somehow, it ended up into a debate about whether mastubation is healthy or not then gradually grew towards a lecture(or in their terms, general knowledge education) about what masturbation entails. *ROFL* My GODDD...anyways, it's meant to be a secret between us so yeah, shhhh~ XDD

Ah damn, I'm getting off the topic. Enrolment day, right. Everyone appeared as if they knew what to do. There were of course some postgraduates or transferred students around, but aren't the mass majority supposed to be as clueless as I was? If they were, they sure didn't appeared so. I was excited and really looking forward to it when the day started, but when it ended, I was generally still excited and looking forward to uni except that I'm nervous as well. What with all the law students and all...it was really quite daunting. Not to mention I was also given homework. A report. But I called my friend who was a third year student and she told me not to bother, so I guess I'll do just that. ^^

What else is there? Hmm... Apart from the fact that my ID photo sucked and I looked liked I was ready to murder someone, nope, I don't think there's anything else, so I'm just going to stop here and stop ranting.

I got in Commerce/Law at Monash University.

Guess I should be happy, but I'm still a bit worried. Somehow I feel like I'm a disappointment to my Aunt and Dad.

Sure, they'd said that they're proud of me, happy even for what I've achieved and that they'll support me in whatever I want to do. But, the thing is, they've always wanted me to be a doctor. And I do want to be a doctor. The only dilemma lies at how much I really want it. The careers in Commerce/Law has exactly as much benefit as that in the Medical field if not more.

I could do a postgraduate entry into Med, but do I want to?

Arghh... I don't know. My mom tells me that I overthink minor things and that somehow hinders my decision making.

I'm all well pumped for commerce/law in uni and really, I do want to do it. But I just can't seem to shake off the feeling of being a disappointment.

We had an unbelievable customer at work today.

My Captain- Melissa was the first to serve him. That was when she started realising that something was wrong. He came in with his friends and the very first thing he did was look Melissa from head to toe and said to her, "Why, you look lovely tonight." She suspected that he might be already drunk but dismissed it almost instantly, 'cause well, he didn't really looked drunk. He could maneuver himself perfectly around the furnitures and apart from that comment, did nothing that could imply that he was drunk.

He then further ordered about two bottles of beers and shared two small jugs of sake with another friend. It wasn't much really. Not the amount that could make a person lose their head. So really, we didn't think he was drunk at all. He did a perfectly well job going in and out the restaurant to have a puff. There was no reason to suspect otherwise.

The most shocking thing comes now. He ordered a dish that requires table top cooking and Melissa was the one to serve it. Our duty is to help the customers by cooking a few items for starters, so she leaned over and helped him with it. But when she was cooking, he started caressing her hand, muttering things like, "what a lovely hand you have". When he said that, she abruptly stopped cooking, stood up and walked away from the table without saying a word. I was busy with some other stuff then and didn't realise what happened. She came back to the counter cussing under her breath and her whole face has literally darken.

The next incident happened to me. I was told to ask them if they had any last order since the kitchen's about to close. Which I did. I walked up to that table and asked them if they wanted anything else. Guess what that jerk said? "Do you provide services for BEING HELD?" At first I didn't catch what he was saying. And he reiterated what he just said PLUS hand gestures. THE FUCK!!! Does this restaurant look like a bloody brothel to you? His friends were evidently ashamed. They hurried to tell me to ignore him and apologised on his behalf. I didn't want to make a scence so I merely nodded, smiled and walked away.

The last straw came when Melissa served him another round of alcohol. I didn't see what actually happened but apparently he pulled out an empty chair from the table and asked her to sit. At first, she politely told him she'd rather not do that. Then he patted the chair and asked her again and she snapped. She told him off. She told him he had crossed the line and that he was pushing it way beyond the limit. His friends yelled at him to shut up. I don't know if he did. But soon after, his friend came up to us, paid, apologised and left.

The most shocking thing is that it isn't his first time here. He's been to the restaurant before whereas it's a first for his friends. Also, whenever he tried to call us he whistled. It pissed me off. I mean, we're in a restaurant. Not a pub, not a bar. You don't whistle to get waitresses' attention, you raise your hand and wait. I find it awfully rude, and it obviously isn't just me. After he left, Melissa was cursing and swearing at his behaviour.

I've never met such a customer before. It shocks me that he could act like that without being ashamed. Not once has he apologised. And I don't think he realises he's being rude. I told my mom about it and she suggested that he might be high on drugs. He seems very much sober to me, so I guess there might be that possibility.

Right...I've not updated here for what seems like ages, this is basically a rundown on what had happened recently.

11th Dec 06
Okay, results are finally out.

I registered for the sms service where the results will be messaged to me at exactly 7a.m. on the day. And mann...did it do just that. When my message tone went off in the morning on the day, I literally jolted out of bed, read the results with bleary eyes and...didn't understand a single thing it was crapping on about.

I thought of using the internet service then, since it'll have more 'detailed explanations'. I made a dash to the computers. And while I was waiting for the computer to start up, I read my sms message again. Then realised that I've actually read the second part of the message instead. And this time, I got the right message.

So it said my result. My ENTER score in the state. The score that will determine which course I can get into in University and which University at that. I think I was still dazed from sleep because when I read the score, I was like, "WTF...what the hell does this mean? Is that good or bad?" I looked at it for one whole minute, trying to comprehend its value, with of course, my dad beside me trying to prompt my result out of me. I think I had a panic attack and practically dashed into my brother's room asking him what he got, all the time chanting in my mind, "oh shit, oh damn, oh crap....etc." And oh wonder, he was still sleeping in peace. I made him wake up and read it. And before he could ask me mine, I hopped on to the computer and signed in to msn, at 7 in the morning. Most of my school friends were online already. Most of them stayed up since 6a.m. though some of them still hadn't manage to get their results yet due to the server being overflowed.

By the time, I think I've calmed down sufficiently to inform my dad of my result and send him off to work. I honestly didn't quite understand where I really stood with my marks, so I had an ask around. The first friend I asked said it was, "bloody good" but I didn't quite believe her then. I was still half asleep, with a heavily sleep fogged mind and with a general thought, "of course they'd be saying it's good because no one will exactly turn on you and say that your results are bad."

Before long, I started to realise, and believe that my ENTER result was actually pretty good.

Then, about an hour later, my friends called me up, congratulated me and told me that I had the second highest ENTER score in school.

99.20, which means I stand at the 99.2 percentile in the whole state of Victoria. In the top 0.8% of all VCE students.

The highest in school was 99.35. Gahh, 0.15 difference!! Whoopperrss mann... ah well, guess it's still alright huh?

I was really surprised, still am at my result and well, relieved. I wasn't exactly the most hard working student in the school. I have spent my time, more often than not, bludging around. Mann...what the hell, I was the renowned, "no homework girl" in my group of friends. I hardly did my homework or any extra work for that matter. When things are due, I do them during lunchtime. But I do keep constant tabs on my work, like I make sure I do understand my work in class so I guess that amount as something huh? Not to mention a bit of a crisis-push-up near the exams where I tried to do SOME extra work. However, I still do kick myself every now and then for not trying harder. Who knows, I could have gotten a higher mark. *sigh* Let this be a lesson to me in Uni- get rid of my freaking laziness.

11th - 16th Dec 06
Now I'm currently cracking my head to figure out what course do I WANT to do in University, seeing as there's really no chance in hell I'd be able to get into Med, unless I were to do a postgraduate. My top three choices are either to do Commerce/Law, Pharmacy/Commerce or Biomedical Science and try to get into Med as a postgraduate.

But the thing is, it's an awful risk to try to get in as a postgraduate. In order to do so, I'd have to have a GPA of at least 6 (which is a Distinction) for the rest of my degree, get through the GAMSAT (a 6hrs exam on almost everything: physics, biology, chemistry) and last but not least, the interview. Plus, people in the Biomedical course are generally smart people, since the cut-off ENTER to get into it is ~96 which means it won't be as easy to score. And if I failed to get in Med that way (TOUCHWOOD!!) I'll be stuck with a Biomedical Science degree with my future as a scientist. I guess I could do that, but still, doing research for the rest of my life~ Hmm, it might get boring if that's the only thing I'd be able to do.

17th Dec 06
Talked to Kiran about my dilemma. He helped me pontify the pros and cons of each courses; namely Commerce and Biomedical Science. Pharmacy has been officially pushed down from the list of my top priorities- I find studying only drugs not that interesting. After a long long series of discussion, I've decided that I'll have Commerce/Law as my first preference and Biomedical Science as my second.

Submitted the application after work, crossed my fingers and hoped that I've made the right choice.


................

Work has been tossing my sleeping hours upside down and I'm still trying to get use to it.

It's quite a hassle really. I work from around 5p.m. till 12p.m. every day except on Mondays and Tuesdays - when the restaurant's not open. Sometimes I go well over 12 depending on the customers on the day. We don't have enough waitresses on busy days. We've only got three waitresses to attend to the customers and it gets really tiring on a busy night when the customers flood in all at once. I wish they would at least hire another person, even my captain's saying so.

Anyway, when I get home and take bath and all that I can no longer sleep. I stay up most of the nights until at least 2 in the morning, usually 3a.m. Then because of that, I'll wake up late in the morning. I'm extremely weird in the sense that if I wake up after 9 in the morning, I'll be extremely tired out, feel really crap and henceforth screw up my entire day. So, throughout the day I'd just be grunting and lazing everywhere until the time when I have to get to work...and then the whole cycle would start again.

My brother doesn't give a fig because he's very well doing the same thing except he doesn't work and wakes up in the morning only to play games. My mom's getting annoyed and my sisters are complaining that we're not cleaning the house enough after the exams... *sigh*

I feel like a lump of waste. I can't make myself to sit in front of the computer to even write. Or even draw for that matter. I've got at least three half started fictions and two incomplete art but I just can't make myself sit still and put some effort into it.

I think I need another job to occupy my mornings. I really do.

Title: Trunks and Love
Rating: G
Genre: Humour/Romance
Author: mystrial
Disclaimer: Any Bleach characters mentioned are not mine.
Fandom: Bleach
Author's note: Written a long, long time ago for the Summer Fun contest at renji_rukia. Don't know why I didn't post this up before, guess I've just forgotten.


She ignored him, leaning towards Renji, “I’ve read a lot of magazines about summer fashions and I know this design that’ll suit you perfectly.”