Life lately hasn’t been great like the way i thought it would be. My biological clock is certianly screwed up. Most of the time I sleep at 6am just to finish my projects and at times I woke up at 9am to go to class. Though I didn’t sleep in the class but I’m really tired not just physically tired but mentally worn out as well. My modules are mostly project oriented, therefore there’s alot of projects that I need to work on. I guess those who have told us University life is easy and fun really has no idea what NUS university life is all about. If I were to work as hard as I’m working now back in Malaysia, I’m sure I’m one of the top of the class. But now, here, no matter how hard you work, still you will never be the top. There’s always people better than you, greater than you and far more superior than you.
Anyway, although I need to rush my lab assignment one after another, but still I never hate it, In fact, I felt like learning more about it, but too bad, I’m way behind my studies so I’m actually having a hard time struggling and even nearly drowned. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m not as slacking as I used to be anymore. I’m glad that I’m not, but still there is room for improvement. Been really struggling with my innerself, the lazy side of me. When my will is strong enough, I win, but when i’m weak especially when I’m half awake, the lazy side of me wins. Hate that when it happens. Hopefully I can b stronger, I really need to be stronger. Looking at my timetable… what a colourful thingy… the more colourful it is, the more busy I am. My lab4 is still lying around there waiting to gulp me down. How happy is that.
Finally I got my cases to protect my precious powerbook. It’s a fabrix cases. You ought to check them out. It fits perfectly for my powerbook and my ipod. I love them. It’s snuggly fitting my powerbook and ipod. Now i can carry both of them with me in my backpack instead of d big bulky laptop bag which d bag itself is heavier than d powerbook. Anyway, classes on soon. More updates soon I hope….
