09:54 am - Starting School In university, you really have a lot more flexibility in choosing modules and planning your timetable. However being a freshie, you have the least priority because everything is subjected to vancancies of the module.
On the first day of school, despite staying only less than 2km from my school of Biological sciences and getting out a good 30 minutes before lecture starts, I was 15 min late because all the shuttle buses were filled to the brim. I knew I should have walked but the up and down hill sicken me most of the time. When we reached the lecture theatre, the entire theatre was filled except for a few "loner seats" in the front of the LT. After a knock of a can of coffee, and a few pushing and squeezing, we finally got our seats. When the lecturer starts rambling about the subject, I realised that I had completely lose touch with what I had studied over the years.
Lattice structure, ionic bonding, covalent bond, hydrogen bond, water unique properties, why is it denser at 4 degree than at 0? its specific heat capacity? 1s2, 2s2, 2p6?? the 4s orbitat has lower energy level than 3d???
It is alright if he had recap the topic but he went through it so fast as though science is like ABCs to us. That is when I realised that everyone was right! University is not anything like Polytechnic or even Junior College standard. It is marked way higher. I need to have a lot more discipline and curiousity for the subjects I am studying. I need to be way more consistent than I ever been. I am in a place where people pursue their highest education. Master students pursueing their Ph.D. Ph.D students writting their theisis. Post Doctorate carrying out researches never done before in the world. All these could be found in the grounds of the school. It is that much of actions happening.
The queue during lunch time is not much of a cheer giver either. When I was standing in the queue, I almost thought for a second if I was queuing up for Doughnut's factory doughnuts but the smell of Bak Chor Mee brought me back to reality. There is a breakage in the queue to faciliate people walking through can! I could not even find the end of the queue! In the end, I settled for another stall with the shortest queue. The shortest queue indeed lived up to its name and I managed to stop eating at the mid point mark. One of the most horrible lunch I ever had!
I know I am being pestimistic but I could not help it. Probably, I need a motivated spirit and cheerful heart to survive well through my years.
This is a video of my hostel room. Actually, It looks decently nice and comfortable though I had insomnia the first night. haha. I think I should stop complaining. A complainer really makes a bad day out of everyone.
Thank you for those who had encouraged and help me through my first day of school=D Take care and hope to see you all soon! Current Mood:pessimistic
Having to clean up the room which is clogged up with months of dust, dragging a few kilos load of clothes, necessities, stationaries and toiletries up the infamous hills of NTU, organising the things within the room, having to switch room and room mates so that I could end up with my ideal roomie(yeah Li fang!) and saying hello to freedom but good bye to mum's cooking and mum's hand washing of my clothes. Ha. Life isnt that much anticipated.
To put the matter slightly worst off, my friday time table extends all the way to 530p.m. with absolutely no lessons in the morning while on wednesday, I end off at a ridiculous time of 7:30p.m. Even saturday seemed to creep inside my academic timetable with a 3 hour laboratory session in the morning till noon on certain weeks.
"Yes, right Jiaying. At least you are staying in the hostel. Therefore, a crap timetable like that is meant to be for a student rooming within campus." Yup. I need a fresh change of perspective. Drill it in. Current Mood:cranky
07:31 pm - Conversation with God As I rest on my bed and lean against the wall, defeated, rejected, I could not sit tall, I put my hands together as a symbol of praise, And began to seek the Lord as I pray.
I cried out to the Lord with a plea. "Father, I need an answer or I will flee." "You promise healing and comfort if we believe." "We ask in your name so we can receive." Yet, when I ask continually for a reply. All I could hear is "My dear, do not cry."
He came to me with wide open arms, Allowing me to rest in His arms. He stroked my head and look upon me, His eyes locked with mine with such tenderness I could see, I tried to ask the Lord again. For an answer is what I need to gain.
He smiled and shook his head. "I could see the hurt as you wail in pain" "They are not in vain, my child" "Because I could hear you even in the midst of thunderstorm and heavy rain" "I could make the mountains bow" "And created the beautiful birds and animals in the wilds" "What makes you think I wouldn't make you well?"
Now tears had welled up in my eyes. Like little water drops rolling inside. "Then why am I not well and filled with joy?" "Your blessings and healings are wrapped up in a thick foil!"
The Lord replied without taking his eyes off. "Do you know what my Love is made up of?" "Do you know the grace that is inscribed in the heart of the Lord?" "Can you fathom my Love and trust that I bring you against all odds?" "To stop questioning or find faults?"
"Would you be complacent when you receive what you seek?" "Without a testing of patience and wait for where the Lord will lead?" "I want you to share my heartbeat." "TO know me when I comfort you in the weeks."
"How many weeks will it be? My dear Father." With all the courage I could gather. In his gentle tone, He said, "In time to come, you will see the gift." "And be lifted far beyond what you can believe." "Find the strength as you live." "And you will see the greatest reward unleash!"
For the greatest reward is not what your eyes can bring. In the test when you are in the middle of the fire-filled ring. And still, you truly know and Love me without anger and a gesture of fling. Then you can proudly say" The Lord has win!" Before you will be delivered through with my arms and yours in link.
My dear friends,
Can you help me read through and correct some of the gramatical errors I had made? This is inspired by a similar poem I had read. After which, I composed one, trying hard to make it rhythm. Have wish to improve on it and need your sweet kind assistance. Thanks. Current Mood:indescribable
11:34 pm - A day spent with my female friends Nothing beats having a nice relaxing time with female friends over a meal, filling each other up with little updates and snippets of our woes and joy in our life. The comfort that we understand and agree upon each other and a laughter or two certainly smoothen out a few wrinkles(if pimples could be removed by laughter! sigh)off my face.
I bought a super expensive facial mask from skin food which is made up of herb salad so that the skin can get to "eat" as well. It does sound slightly ridiculous but the desire to have a clear glowing complexion makes it hard to say NO to the overly priced beauty product.
Liza kindly directed me to the legendary Liang court(in which Urban always feature nice and delicious looking authethic japanese snacks)and my self-control again surrender to my greediness and I ended up buying a packet of rock melon sweets. Each individually packed sweet is HUGE and takes up the entire capacity of the mouth. It tasted not too bad and proven as a high intensity exercise for the tongue.
This is the buy of my day
I am getting way too lazy due to excessive staying at home. An entire day of program will leave me paralyse and confined to bed tomorrow.
Happy belated 21st Rnet! Thank you girls for spending the day with me=D Current Mood:restless
02:12 am - Tick Tock School is starting in a matter of weeks. I recently receive news that I will be allocated to hall 1. One of the supposingly sports hall with bursting amount of activities going on all the time and with many enthusiastic hostel members. Not exactly my definition of fun.
My kind friend(or rather her beau) offered to sell me a mini fridge for my hostel if it is still in workable condition. Then those stocked up Bens and Jerry ice-cream!!!!, fruits, ice-cold lemon tea, facial masks(if I even have the time to use)and chocolates comes in handy when my stomach growls violently or my face starts popping unknown(though mostly known) objects. Thanks Siow Peng!
In hall 1, the toilets are shared among 4 person instead of the entire floor. The good news is that I have a lot more privacy since there are less people sharing it. (Yessssss!! I can sing when I bath without being self-conscious that the cute hostel mate next door will hear me when he walked past the female toilet)The bad news means we got to work out some sort of a roster so that each of us have a fair share of ensuring that the toilet is not full of yucky hair trapped in the drain or toothpaste mark on mirrors.
I managed to buy a few goody Godly inspiration posters from Popular to stuck onto my hostel's wall and decide to replace the Bae Yong Jun's one at home with something else-probably another hunk. It always feel purposeful to start the school term off with resolutions and goals to achieve though I know it will die off in a matter of time.
As for now, that is what I had thought through regarding hostel. Maybe when I move into the hall, I can blog more on the different categories of people I meet-the sports captain, the closet mugger, the hall queen, the peeping tom etc.
I am still about 9 chapters away from the end of the potter's book. Almost the entire day was spent reading it. Rowling has successfully made me spell-bound. If only she could cast that spell on my lecture notes and textbooks. She would have made a Hermione out of me! Current Mood:pleased
09:14 am - Running I always loved running - it was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs. Jesse Owens
Wow! I thought this quotation sums up very well how I felt whenever I am on my routine run.
I used to see running as a means to burn calories and keep healthy. I do not know when I started to see running more than just a health and maintain weight regime. It became a mental challenge, an addiction to the adrenalin rush, a desire to feel alive and going beyond what I thought my physical body can take me.
Running makes me conscious of my own body, my own heartbeat and the rhythm I create with the strides that I take with each step. The good and the bad of running, I embrace it all.
The sun, the sweat, the knee joint stiffness, the enlarged feet(my feet is kinda webbed I swear. Think Donald Duck from Walt Disney), the blisters, the bulky calf muscles and the freckles.
Yet, the very feeling of being in-charge of my body outweights everything else.
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