I was surprised by a whole new layout when I landed on my Blogger dashboard moments ago. This is how long I've not used Blogger. After MIA-ing for more than half a month I thought I ought to provide an explanation.
Here it goes:
After complaining how much a bitch SOME Malaysians can be, I landed myself in another camp which lasted for almost two weeks, which burned me out after the first week so I did not blog even when I've got ONE day break before part two of the camp started. Then the infamous START of uni (or more aptly put as SCHOOL REOPEN after 8 months' dormancy) where everything zoomed at top speed - have I mentioned that one of my lecturers finished explaining the whole tutorial that was nothing but nervewrecking in less than 45 minutes and resumed zooming past another chapter after a mere 15 minute break? - and I barely had any time to adjust to this whole new schedule before landing myself with a tutee who lives in CCK. So for three days per week I will have to make trips to CCK and back.
All these, all these, happened almost one after another and by the time I got back to my room, took my shower, there was almost no mood to blog anymore. Yes, I know, I know, there's internet of admirable speed available 24/7 from my room but you have to take into account how much attention MSN demands especially when you're in a mass convo. Oh, and have I mentioned late night supper (means at freaking 2 something) at Fong Seng?
In essence, the reason I disppeared is because there were just so much more exciting stuffs on my mind than just blogging. Oops!
Other than having my voice taken away for ONE entire week, uni life has been as great - if not greater - as I have imagined it to be. Frustrations during timetable planning aside, the fact that I'm no longer having rigid lesson blocks does bring about some tinge of excitement.
Yet having to construct, to draft and to plan my own timetable also means that I am in full control of my life now. My studies, at the very least. Lectures are no longer compulsory, so the thrill of 'ponning' lectures is non-existent, and therefore people just would not pon. (It's proven that when more rules being set, all the more likely they will be broken) Lecture notes have to be downloaded on our own, and nobody is going to be standing there and bark at you even if you show up with a set of imaginary notes.
It feels like we are being treated as adults. It's an encouraging sense of freedom - a sweet, tingling sensation. A stamp of recognition of your years on earth. Not forgetting the future that's been placed upon your shoulders.
Really (in Mrs Loke's accent), it's a new chapter. It's never felt so significant before everytime I enter a new environment - but this is really, truly, a whole new story.
I am an undergraduate now.
