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Just had my first exam paper today. Omg, I've never been so slack with studying for an exam in MY ENTIRE LIFE! Holy cow. The whole of yesterday I had ABSOLUTELY NO motivation to study AT ALL. Like, I had one whole day but I just wrote mindmaps for selected chapters for New Zealand history. Procrastinated like * coz every time I wrote one, I would check Facebook and YouTube. Waste time. Then try to get back again. It was like that all the way till 11pm. What's worse... I've NEVER revised for NZ history EVER. I decided to leave it all the way till the last bloody day to do everything. Dangerous.
Yay me, I hope I can pass coz this mod is the most heng heng one. All my assignments have accumulated to a pass ON THE DOT for NZ History. So quite risky if I fail my exam paper, which is 50% weightage. Pls. don't. fail. For some reason, NTU approved NZ History as one of my highest credit transfer. Siao. Got relevance to my degree meh. Haha. But I should pass ;D Cuz I'm awesome like that. Lol
Argh, it really was quite beautiful...
Yesterday's weather would've been perfect, today's gave it more of a melancholic feel but somehow I still liked it. It's Fall/Winter. So it should be that way..
Haha, big ass leaves.
Under the bridge
Btw the Waikato River is the longest river in New Zealand. How enlightening!
The Pagoda? The word pagoda just came up. Sat here and talked a bit. Life and its misses.
Lovin this tree. Boldly standing out. Not shy at all.
I like how the colours transition from red to orange, left to right. Horizontally.
Whee hoo!
See ya again soon Waikato River!
Saw this pavillion,
And the Malaysian taught me how to freakin WALTZ while we were here.
Right in the open in broad daylight. One step, two step, three step, four. I realise I get tensed up when I'm tryna learn something new coz I just need to get every.step.RIGHT. But wow, it was lovely of him to so spontaneously teach me how to waltz. And I believe it'll be fun once I get the hang of it.
Might wanna go for a walk by the river again on my own one last time before I leave Hamilton.... I suddenly see a lil bit of its charm working its spell on me. All when I'm about to leave. You start to see the tiny sparkle in everything you never really thought beautiful...
Anyway, this is a picture of Yurina and I, taken right before she left for her bus to Auckland and her flight to South Island yesterday. Right outside my cottage : )
I love how the light's shining on us...
Didn't cry, even though I thought I might just have. It was such a bittersweet departure. I was happy to see her off for her new adventure and path to healing a broken heart. The sun's rays were shining down on us and the sky was that of a brilliant blue. It was perfect. Yet sad at the same time, coz that was the last I'd see of her till next time. Whenever it will be. While we were chatting a bit in my cottage before she left, she kept saying she was sad. I was sad too. But I didn't wanna make it more sad by saying more sad stuff so I kept talking about normal day-to-day things and how excited I was for her and her South Island trip.
She also mentioned something, which caught my attention. And I still remember the way she said it. I remember thinking to myself.. yeah, that's how I feel too. While we were talking, she said the feeling between us right there and then was one word, strange. When she said it, I realised... it really was. For some reason, the feeling really was very strange. And it has been that feeling I've been getting with everyone else I was saying goodbye to.... It's just a really strange and... sad feeling. I honestly can't describe it. Thinking about it now.. it is actually bringing tears to my eyes lol I don't even know why. Sigh. It has been strange. Very strange indeed.
In fact, this whole exchange feels strange. And surreal. With people I've had good times with. Good times can come in the form of doing even the simplest things such as cooking a meal together.. having a chat, playing the guitar, enjoying each other's presence even in silence......
The next person to leave me is my Chinese flat mate. He's going back to China for a while before continuing his second semester this year. I'll miss him. We cooked dinner together yesterday and today. I forgot what I said, to which his reply was "今天。。。是我们最后一天一起吃晚餐”
My heart died. It didn't even stop beating, it just died.
"Today's our last day having dinner together". I was sincerely touched. I've been talking a lot to him the past few weeks and we've been greeting each other with friendly hellos the past few months. I still remember how I stereotyped him the moment I met him on my very first day here. China. China Boy.
That's where the problem of stereotype comes in. You shut yourself out from the possibilities of what could be and could have been. Just because of that one, single story. And I am guilty of that.
He's actually the nicest, cutest Chinese boy I've ever known. One year younger than me, but it feels like he's 3 years younger than me. I feel like his jiejie, a big older sister. He was so shy when I first met him, but now, he talks about everything to me. School, his family, his girlfriend... With such happiness! Never a sad story this one.
He even showed me his QQ and Weibo. QQ is China's Facebook and Weibo is like a blog. And he uploaded a few pics and made a short post of how he enjoyed Asian Night on 1st June! Awwww!!! I never knew! The post went something like, it was the last party we were gonna have and he said that he enjoyed himself very much. I was honestly touched.
And today, I also realised how filthy rich he is. Like. Seriously. I enjoyed listening to everything he told me though. I'd struggle with my broken mandarin but we'd still manage. I truly will miss him, and be so sad to see him go. Coz the house will be even more quiet now that he's gone.
Nabeh, this post turned out to be such a sad one. What with goodbyes and all. Sigh, goodbyes are the hardest. They truly are.
Oovoo-ed Alicia, Vivien and Jiaqi from 11pm till 2.30am discussing our Australian World Tour. HAHAH I just had to add the word "World" coz it just sounds so much cooler. World Tour. Even tho it's just Australia. I'M SO EXCITED FOR IT OMG WTF. All of us sacrificed quite a bit just to make this dream of ours come alive..... Guys I'm broke. Broke as a broken lorry. I'm excited tho. Update yall more about our Grand Plan soon. Cuz still in-the-making.
Anyway, I fell asleep RIGHT AFTER talking to them. And set my alarm at 6am so I could study before my 9am paper. Decided I could chiong 3 hours straight before entering examination room. But No. I ended up waking up at 7 instead. So I chiong like a mutha* for 2 freakin hours, before proceeding to the examination room. 2 FREAKIN HOURS KNN. I panicked quite a bit of course. But. Not quite enough. Coz I still managed to get breakfast hahahah, must satisfy the stomach first before anything else.
Yay me, I hope I can pass coz this mod is the most heng heng one. All my assignments have accumulated to a pass ON THE DOT for NZ History. So quite risky if I fail my exam paper, which is 50% weightage. Pls. don't. fail. For some reason, NTU approved NZ History as one of my highest credit transfer. Siao. Got relevance to my degree meh. Haha. But I should pass ;D Cuz I'm awesome like that. Lol
Anyway, after that, I went to walk by the Waikato River with Ralph coz I hadn't done that and he was surprised I hadn't, despite living here for 4 months. Well, it's never too late I'd say!
Argh, it really was quite beautiful...
Yesterday's weather would've been perfect, today's gave it more of a melancholic feel but somehow I still liked it. It's Fall/Winter. So it should be that way..
Haha, big ass leaves.
Under the bridge
Btw the Waikato River is the longest river in New Zealand. How enlightening!
The Pagoda? The word pagoda just came up. Sat here and talked a bit. Life and its misses.
Lovin this tree. Boldly standing out. Not shy at all.
I like how the colours transition from red to orange, left to right. Horizontally.
Whee hoo!
See ya again soon Waikato River!
Saw this pavillion,
And the Malaysian taught me how to freakin WALTZ while we were here.
Right in the open in broad daylight. One step, two step, three step, four. I realise I get tensed up when I'm tryna learn something new coz I just need to get every.step.RIGHT. But wow, it was lovely of him to so spontaneously teach me how to waltz. And I believe it'll be fun once I get the hang of it.
Might wanna go for a walk by the river again on my own one last time before I leave Hamilton.... I suddenly see a lil bit of its charm working its spell on me. All when I'm about to leave. You start to see the tiny sparkle in everything you never really thought beautiful...
Anyway, this is a picture of Yurina and I, taken right before she left for her bus to Auckland and her flight to South Island yesterday. Right outside my cottage : )
I love how the light's shining on us...
Didn't cry, even though I thought I might just have. It was such a bittersweet departure. I was happy to see her off for her new adventure and path to healing a broken heart. The sun's rays were shining down on us and the sky was that of a brilliant blue. It was perfect. Yet sad at the same time, coz that was the last I'd see of her till next time. Whenever it will be. While we were chatting a bit in my cottage before she left, she kept saying she was sad. I was sad too. But I didn't wanna make it more sad by saying more sad stuff so I kept talking about normal day-to-day things and how excited I was for her and her South Island trip.
She also mentioned something, which caught my attention. And I still remember the way she said it. I remember thinking to myself.. yeah, that's how I feel too. While we were talking, she said the feeling between us right there and then was one word, strange. When she said it, I realised... it really was. For some reason, the feeling really was very strange. And it has been that feeling I've been getting with everyone else I was saying goodbye to.... It's just a really strange and... sad feeling. I honestly can't describe it. Thinking about it now.. it is actually bringing tears to my eyes lol I don't even know why. Sigh. It has been strange. Very strange indeed.
In fact, this whole exchange feels strange. And surreal. With people I've had good times with. Good times can come in the form of doing even the simplest things such as cooking a meal together.. having a chat, playing the guitar, enjoying each other's presence even in silence......
The next person to leave me is my Chinese flat mate. He's going back to China for a while before continuing his second semester this year. I'll miss him. We cooked dinner together yesterday and today. I forgot what I said, to which his reply was "今天。。。是我们最后一天一起吃晚餐”
My heart died. It didn't even stop beating, it just died.
"Today's our last day having dinner together". I was sincerely touched. I've been talking a lot to him the past few weeks and we've been greeting each other with friendly hellos the past few months. I still remember how I stereotyped him the moment I met him on my very first day here. China. China Boy.
That's where the problem of stereotype comes in. You shut yourself out from the possibilities of what could be and could have been. Just because of that one, single story. And I am guilty of that.
He's actually the nicest, cutest Chinese boy I've ever known. One year younger than me, but it feels like he's 3 years younger than me. I feel like his jiejie, a big older sister. He was so shy when I first met him, but now, he talks about everything to me. School, his family, his girlfriend... With such happiness! Never a sad story this one.
He even showed me his QQ and Weibo. QQ is China's Facebook and Weibo is like a blog. And he uploaded a few pics and made a short post of how he enjoyed Asian Night on 1st June! Awwww!!! I never knew! The post went something like, it was the last party we were gonna have and he said that he enjoyed himself very much. I was honestly touched.
And today, I also realised how filthy rich he is. Like. Seriously. I enjoyed listening to everything he told me though. I'd struggle with my broken mandarin but we'd still manage. I truly will miss him, and be so sad to see him go. Coz the house will be even more quiet now that he's gone.
Nabeh, this post turned out to be such a sad one. What with goodbyes and all. Sigh, goodbyes are the hardest. They truly are.
