Well, had a fantastic time in Malacca, and just back from an awesome badminton session(Calvin if you read this thanks again I enjoyed tonight's session plenty =)) + mamak session. Went to Digital Mall earlier in the afternoon to look for some stuff. Don't forget the guitar lesson too.
Life before IPDA was like that.
Badminton, mamak, shopping, just plain enjoying life.
What a hedonistic life I must have led, eh?
Met up with Dawn in Malacca too. She gave me a tour of her campus.. WOW is all I can say. That, my friends, is the difference between an established private university and a government institution(at least IPDA isn't seen fit to be awarded the highly sought-after 'University' status.. otherwise I'll lose what little faith I have left in our system). Her accommodation is easily 5 stars compared to my 0.5 star hostel. =P I mean, a swimming pool, gym, and the condo-like atmosphere? Not to mention that her apartment is has 2 really nice bathrooms with sitting toilets! Hahaha. Since I started staying in Jitra, having a floor with tiles is already a luxury by itself. Haha. Yeah, I sound pathetic.
Sometimes I despair when I think of living 6 years away from home. Yes, I can come home all I want(whilst in Jitra anyway, not in UK...) but I'm more of a visitor when I come back to PJ.. seeing it's so temporal, and before I know it, I'll have to go back to Jitra again.
But.. hey, 6 years isn't that long. Or is it? If you compare 6 years to a whole career, of course 6 years doesn't seem much. But I keep being reminded of the fact that I spent 5 years in primary school(which was a HUGE part of my life, not 'just 5 years'), and another 5 years in secondary school(again, a ginormous part of my life).. 6 years is the longest time I'll spend in an education institution. So yeah, actually, 6 years IS long, and likely to be another phase of life that will have a huge effect on my life.
The question emerges now.
How do I intend to paint this part of my life?
Truthfully, I have no idea now.
As a hermit, in my room? Odd as it may seem, that idea is actually appealing. That is what I am.. for now.
The canvas remains unpainted.. for now. The 1 month I've spent there probably put some spots on it, but the real picture remains a mystery.
I wonder...
Oh oh, don't forget the 3 assignments I have to complete too. Haha. One of my assignment limits me to 600 words though, so I've got to find a way to put in all my points in a precise way, not just write to my heart's content.
Have I mentioned how life is among scholars? Irregardless of how well/badly most of my classmates actually did, in the end we are all 'scholars', so generally some of them can be pretty kiasu. Oh boy, 'pretty kiasu' would be putting it mildly.
But seeing how exhausted I am.. Travelled back from Malacca->guitar lesson->badminton session->mamak session=TIRED.
1.40am now.
I'll blog about life among scholars another time. Haha.
God bless,
Jo
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