Finalized plans

Everything is settled. It has been daunting settling everything, my departure. Departure will be 28th July. Saturday. 10 55 pm flight. I will be going to have a 3 week german course in August, and staying at Tirolerheim, in a single room throughout. After which I will be moving to another room, a double room so I will have a darling (hopefully pleasant!) roomie. I hope everything goes well. I am scared. It seems quite impossible. But I am truly genuinely frightened. I have not really stayed away from home for more than 3-4 days. And this is a totally new experience for me. Yet I am excited. All the independence. The experiments I will have cooking. The cultural contacts.

I don’t want to leave my friends though. 1 year is a long time. 1 year changes people. 1 year puts distance between people. 1 year is enough to lose your friends. I don’t wanna lose any of my friends.

I have precious things in my heart which i cannot let go of. It is almost heartbreaking to think of leaving. Yet I still want to leave. It is a complicated feeling.

Results

So I got my results back. Can’t say it was rock bottom bad. But I am definitely disappointed. There are a couple of modules I wish I did better in. It’s hard to explain. It seems that, well, either I am not working hard enough, or I just have not had the luck to score in the modules I take. And the disastrous D+ I got last semester is still weighing me down. Basically, I am screwed for the rest of my university life. I am sure I will go for exchange, and enjoy every bit of it. But it also means I don’t have another 2 semesters to pull my pathetic cap up. Given the fact that next semester I start to get to choose real modules I would enjoy studying, it is a real disadvantage for me. A part of me wants to deliberately not fulfill my major requirements so I would still have more modules to do when I get back. But I know I can’t and probably would not want to stay in NUS forever. I have made so many choices in my life. I don’t regret them. Like I don’t regret going for a full year of exchange. But now that I am on the threshold of flying, a part of me wants to stay. Especially since I have found something I will have difficulty letting go of. All good things will come to an end though. Haven chosen this path, I will try to be brave and continue walking it. My life is probably be harder in the future, with a plain degree and no honors. I have no direction after NUS really. A bit like a lost sheep. Baaaaaaa.

Words from a wheezing lung

I decided that it would be wonderfully fitness improving for us to run 300ms! So on this not-so-fine overcast day we all arrived (late, except for the monkey) to the lovely damp track, dragged on our shoes and went for a strenuous 300ms, multiply that by 5 times. By the 3rd one, brain was oxygen deprived and throbbing, legs were cramping with lactic acid overload. Finally finishing the 5th, cranium pressure was negative, brain was ready to be declared brain dead and my lungs were wheezing and collasping!

How Fun.

I love Ultimate to bits. Don’t know what I would do without it. =)

Oatmeal Raisin and Cranberry Cookies!

I baked today! Spontaneous baking whim came to me in the middle of the afternoon. And I just was dying for something sinful like a delicious crispy chewy cookie. But healthy diet restrictions demand that I cut the fat. So I decided, what better way to soak up the fat by adding oatmeal to cookie! So at 3.45pm, 15 mins after deciding to bake, I was rushing down to the grocery store and got myself 1: A 1kg bag of rolled oats 2: A bag of scrumptious raisins 3: A bag of cranberries which was fortunately on discount. And at precisely 4pm, Operation Oatmeal Cookie Cooking began!
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1 hr later!

Ta da! Cookies were ready pipping hot out of the oven! They remind me of Spinelle’s cookies. Except less sweet. (It was a reduced sugar recipe) Sample test by various frisbee people gave thumbs up. =) Oatmeal is officially my favorite cookie flavor.

After the Angst

Depression follows exercise I realized. Its almost like the endorphins dry up and the brain goes into this happiness hibernation. I would like to play tomorrow. My hand is itching to grab onto a disc and throw it far far away.

But more importantly, I realized, being all stuffed up with emotion and angst is not going to make me any happier. I have decided to stop holding on to the worries of league. If it comes, it will come. If not, I shall leave it and hold my peace. For all things big and small, I shall do my best, and leave the results up to the mighty One.

me?

Read my VisualDNA™

In Awe

Gorgeous days for disc. =) The first thing we saw upon stepping out onto the fields was this magnificant sight infront of us. Amazing.

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Smile! =)

I am finally liberated! After a long arduous 3 weeks of exams, I am finally free to persue whatever interests I have!
Need to rest. Shall blog more later.

WOOHOO!

The Eve of the Celebration

Rejoice! For the end is in sight. After a long arduous 2 and a half weeks of studying, I am finally on the threshold of freedom. However, Death, that sneaky fellow, is hiding around the door frame waiting to ambush me if I do not pass my last paper. Still, I should perservere and continue studying through the night. But my determination is failing me and my mind is wandering. Waver and Die! Peservere and Conquer!

ARGH!