I should really be posting up pretty pictures from the late afternoon spent at Pierce reservoir last Sunday with Manda, Chris, Pepper... but my laptop has been sent to the computer centre for fixing... so these are the photo collages I stole off their blogs. The second one was taken the day we had dinner at Youth Park (despite the fact that we're not that youthful anymore)... with the presents I bought from Bangkok!

First week of school really passed by so quickly... slack enough for me to head down to Paragon for work, go clubbing with the Oxfords and Columbian on Wed night, run a lot. It really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Really lucky that there're friends to sit with in evry lecture. FNA 1002 was the exception - sitting in the LT filled with freshies and not a single soul I know was really a bad start for the first day of school. Thankfully everything got better over the next few lectures.

Here I am, always trying to have a better attitude to school. I know it doesn't work half the time and I'm always whinning, being depressed over school as if it marked the end of the world... so it seems like I lack self-awareness when I get irritated with people around me who seem to look at school with such a cynical, stubborn, unrelenting... in short, TERRIBLE attitude. I can't help it, but it annoys me to hear 'yay it's friday' or 'yay friday means no school for the next three days' or anything along that lines... not that I don't think that too, but hearing it every single week across two semesters - my dear friend, is it really that bad? I completely understand how you feel, but it's only because I care, that I wish you could change your attitude. Sometimes, it's really that little bit that makes the difference... not reminding yourself constantly how shitty things may seem, not articulating those thoughts all the time, even if they're in your mind. Maybe it hurts to think that as old friends still going to school together, I can't make it better for you.

I keep trying to change my own attitude. And I hope I'm at least better than that.

This semester feels like a pretty good start so far. I've five mid term tests and a horrible exam schedule... but I still hope for a happy term. With (only) three more years as an undergrad, I don't want my parents to be paying thousands for me to be miserable.