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Thursday, June 28, 2007
Flooded with words. But...

I dont know where to start. After being pathetically deprived from internet access due to several reasons, I finally got my hands on the keyboard and trying comprehend the signal my mind is trying to send. I am just overwhelmed with the things I need to rant, scream, share, grumble, be joyous about. So here it goes...

Now I understand what Jason meant by "the Great Move-out Disaster". Because I had to experience it on that very day. Before that, my room was like a junkyard. And when I got there, to my greatest dismay, my boxes gave way and everything was scattered in the car boot, and when I took out the other box, everything went on the floor. At that moment, it really did resemble a mini refugee camp. Absolutely disgusting. Ugh. Finally, after great efforts, I moved everything into the student house and settled down in my doorless home.
Australia's power socket resembles a sad little face, or probably a face that you can almost hear it going 'awwww'. That's the thing I have been staring at everytime before I sleep. Yes, I am sleeping on the floor/mattress, at a little isolated corner of the student house. Not bad actually- warm and cosy! But it makes studying so difficult because I will be walking all over the place every night in search for a place where no one is watching TV, and there's a table for me. So, every night I would find myself sitting in the quiet dining hall doing my work (Bad news eh, Jo?) Which is actually not allowed according to the Student House's rule book. Okay, I did not memorize the book, I received a really startled look from Iris when I told her I like reading rule books and kind of remembering them. Can't help it. The personality of a future lawyer. *laughs* Just kidding.

Anyhows, exam week was quick, but painful. After every paper, my heart sank deeper and deeper into the bottomless pit, just like the one in 300 where the threw defective babies in. Yup, that's how I felt. Till the extent that I broke down on my second last paper. But I did manage to pick myself up thanks to the comforting messages I received from my parents, and the ever so awesome blessing from God. Thus, I treated today's paper a little more comically. Even though it was still quite lousy, all I could say is that it wasn't a difficult paper, but due to my lack of preparation I seriously want to knock head on the table. Overall, no one to blame but my own laziness. I really need to do some reflection soon. Bugger. Nevertheless, Thank God for pulling me through this whole time.

The one and only reason I adore exams is because it means that something is coming to an end and there will be beautiful, beginning. The Beginning of Holidays! I am going home. The thought of it is just overwhelmingly joyful, and I could hardly suppress a big giant grin on my face. And that is not good while I was doing my papers. Who cares? I am going home. Seriously, right now, nothing, nothing at all beats going home. As I have mentioned, this excitement is going to fade, but I will cherish every moment of it for now! *BIG 'SUNKIST' SMILE*
As I was stoning last night, I realized I have lost the hands of a sheltered kid. Right now, my hands are really rough from the washing, and scarred by many wounds that I have collected over the months. Adding on to dry weather and blisters from the past, its horrible. But my hands bear the evidence of achievements I have achieved these few months, I am proud of it. Seriously.

I have no idea what kind of student I have become. Sleeping at 11pm every night 3 weeks before exams, and EIGHT pm the days before each paper. Imagine that! Have you ever heard me sleeping so early on occasions like these before? Well, this will be the first! Just simply amusing!
(typing on a Mac is so tiring, ack)
I realized that I have missed out a whole lot of details in this post, eg. certain specific events and references. Pardon me for that. Oh, I will be restricting myself from internet the whole of this year, but you will hear from me through this blog or the phone! The good old telephone(: I will attempt to blog and update my status as I can.
That's all, for now!

"The more you know, the more you do not know"

My confession;
Jesus, Take the wheel.Save me from this Road I'm on.

Much Love,
J.

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