Post Analysis of Week 7 and 8

Sooo many things has happened over the past few weeks that I can't really remember what happened. I am actually looking at my diary as I write this. Just a few random jots.

Week 7
Had a 23% in 45 minutes. Nearly died of stress seriously. If you don't know how to do half of your questions that's 10% down the drain. Since there was a test that week there were no reports to write. The Aussies are really considerate like that. Anything that clashes, they get an extension right away. Back home in Malaysia, nobody dares to complain. Even if they did, I don't think that will make any difference. Hmph!

Week 8
Another mid semester test to study for. This test is only 10% and it's MCQ BUT still need to cram la ok! 19 freaking lectures. We're no longer in high school man. Tembaking for MCQ papers in Uni is equivalent to you settling for a pass. We were so stressed about having to stay in to do work i.e., not go to the city etc, that we decided to head somewhere nearer for dinner instead (we get to travel in zone 2 for free on weekends for the month of September). Had LOADS of fun.

Since I was so depressed, Sue bought me Hello Panda. So thank you! =). The panda is staring at me as I type this.

Ok this is starting to sound like a freaking essay I'm gonna restart.

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Being overseas has made everyone a decent cook. At potluck parties, I am never deprived of good food like assam fish, curry chicken and bah kut teh (oh yeaaaaa, I had all of those stuff this week alone). The person who thought of putting these dishes into a packet deserves a pat on their back. I know it supposedly cannot compare to their "real" counterparts but hey! we're students studying overseas. Anything that remotely reminds us of home and comes in a packet will not be shunned. We also no longer need to go to bakeries! We have that wonderful thing you call a cake mix. Once it goes into the bowl and you discard the box, no one can really tell if it was made from scratch or came straight from the box anyway.

I am feeling very random lately so I shall write anything that pops to my mind.

What's with the face people give to you when you tell them you're from DJ eh? I never used to notice it because I just thought that they would notice the word DJ because Yen Ming and I are both from DJ. However, now that I am alone and I tell people the same thing, I get the same reaction. I either get a second look (long one I might add) at my face (zzz) or "wow, DJ!" (apparently our school's famous for producing smart students?). How did our school get so famous? Is it cause we brag too much ah? HAHA.

I am not getting enough sleep la haih. Sometimes I really think that I should be living in a different time zone. In lectures I feel sleepy like mad but once I do work past 1 am, I am damn awake. O_O. I look panda like now. Sigh.

So many things to look forward to this weekend, but I feel too tired to be excited. Sigh.