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Saw some info at the RMIT website. It says for a degree in merit, you need to have average 2-3 for your gpa. That's not very tough isn't it?
But after failing a module, my gpa is only a pathetic 1.75 now. So so depressed.
Gonna tutor less and really work hard. Aiming for at least a HD and 2 Ds. It's almost
Mission impossible, but imma try.
Degree in merit here I come! (:
You know when I watch tv programmes that show super scenic places I have an unbearable urge to tear/cry? Like huge patches of flower fields or magnificent waterfalls or white beaches or a stretch of roads lined with thick greenery on both sides, they really blow me away. Not forgetting chio architecture.
I get overwhelmed, I don't know why.
Perhaps it's because I want to experience them really badly; or perhaps it's because I know that I'll have to do ALOT to get myself there.
Been facebook hopping and can't help but to realise that alot of my friends are overseas now. And they're not there just for studies!
I mean, to me it's already a bloody luxury to be able to go to Australia to study, and alot of people in my fb are really so damn blessed.
When I was still in St Marg's everybody feels so ordinary! I mean like, we can all talk and get along and there weren't any major differences.
But now reality is hitting me.
Friends fly across the globe to meet each other. People are uploading pictures taken in Netherlands, South Africa, France, Spain. Complaining about having to travel alone in Germany and surrounding countries.
SO BLESSED. Sigh.
Met up with the poly bunch (well, those that bothered) for dinner at 313's Marche. (:
Love meeting them cause there are always countless topics to talk about. Today we talked about dogs, marriage, jobs, prostitutes, virgins...
Believe me. (:
Miss those days where we would have lunch tgt at canteen 1 and slack at the underpass. Miss that time when the few of us went somewhere to play CS. hahah love every single one of them.
We're going to Sentosa for picnic and beachvolley next sat! Awesome.
I was at home when my mum texted me.
Mum: Ahma's birthday, you coming?
Me: Huh why never tell me earlier? I come later.
After a while...
Mum: I don't know exactly when but I bought cake.
HAHAHAHAHAH. (:
Just now,
Ahma (in hokkien): an zhua ji gi nia? (how come only one [candle]?)
Me: then li ai bang lak zup pueh gi ah? (then you want to put 68?)
HEEHEHHE. Old women in my house so ke ai.
Today is awesome because I have friends who give unconditional love. Okay almost.
Went to BFF's house to chillout and have dinner and this has got to be one of the sweetest thing. Uncle liew's so ke ai. Her house is one of the places where i can sit with my legs wide open or like, laugh aloud without being judged. I lurb my bestfriend muchie muchiexzszxzzxsszxs.
And then sj, the annointed 'true friend' came to nexa's to pick me up for A Team. And drove from seletar -> bbdc -> jurong east -> upp thomson -> orchard -> Clarke quay -> upp bt timah -> woodlands then back to his own place at jurong east.
I love generous drivers. If I were a driver I'd be generous but the thing is I've no car. Damn it. Oh well, happy enough to be driven around occasionally.
My friends are awesome. (:
Today, I learnt that sometimes you need to know where to draw the line before it irks someone.
Wanted to ditch this place and go to somewhere more private but after I read through some of my archives, I changed my mind.
Couldn't bear to erase my memories recorded here. Yeah I know that you can import your entries to a new address but that's too much of a hassle. I suck at coming up with meaningful blog addresses anyway.
So, time to revive this place! (:
I'm still looking for a good blogging app and hopefully when I do, I can blog everyday. Yay!
Well, since my last entry I've gone through quite alot: ended my 4years relationship; went through a helluva project hightime week; studied overnight outside for the first time; sat for super dreadful exams; got tipsy for the first time too, though not exactly drunk; went to bintan; slacked; and most unfortunately, failed a freaking module.
I feel so fucking guilty and I've no idea how to tell my dad cause it's gonna cost him an extra 1k plus for fees. Dang. Shouldn't have skipped the mid term test. Shouldn't have been so complacent and overconfident.
No use crying over spilt milk so I guess I'll just have to work doubly hard next sem.
just like i mentioned on twitter, i'm here to blog about my awesome and complicated dream. i dont wanna forget about it so i have to record it here haha. it's gonna be a long long story.....