Je m'appelle Aiwee. J'habite un appartement à Melbourne proche de ma fac. Je suis étudiante en deux année à l'université. J'étudie la psychologie et le français et j'aime beaucoup les cours.
J’aime faire beaucoup de choses. J'aime la danse et le jogging. Les soirs, j'aime souvent regarder la télévision et écouter la radio. Les week-ends, j'aime parler avec mes amis au café ou aller à le cinéma avec mes amis.
:) I was doing french homework, and wrote a paragraph introducing myself LOL. It's not entirely accurate especially the parts about what I like doing, but I don't have a very wide vocabulary of french adjectives...so some of it is just random.
I like walking to Uni when the weather is nice. It gives me time to think.
Today, I came to realise that I have really truly walked out of the shadow of the past couple of years. This time, these days, it feels like I am me again, where I am just "I". It sounds harsh and lame but I don't have the same need as I used to; I don't need someone in my life.
Apart from that, the week has been extremely stressful...and you know you've been doing too many assignments when you open microsoft word but you really intended to open internet explorer, and then sit and have that moment of "what's going on" before you realise.
I've been considering this for awhile, and I think I am going to stop working in July. Actually I always say things like these but I don't actually really do it. I don't like quitting...in general. But well, I just have to plan what I want to do more carefully before actually doing anything. Definitely cutting down on work hours. Seriously, I'm becoming one of those in the Deli who can memorise almost every single code :S just because I've seen them so much of course, you don't really think I'm gonna be intentionally memorising them I hope.
Anyway probaby about the only "fun" thing I did the whole of last week was shopping at harbourtown with Dom. Just gotta love harbourtown, it's the best.
We happened to over hear (not eavesdrop) many people talking about some dinosaur, and I don't know...it was a coincidence but we happened to also see the dinosaur not long later...OH well, it was more exciting at that moment itself I promise. And when you ask Dom to take ONE picture for you, he does this: Multiple candid shots. I can't change the colours to make them normal...freaking windows picture editor (my photoshop got uninstalled during the whole bloody windows 7 saga ugh)
Flare banner painted last week :) Lots of funny drama involved (lol).
Studying french (J'étudie le français!), my mum's huge collection of recycled stamps, Quirky circus dress ($15....GOOD DEAL), Cotton on sale top ($5...double good deal).
Nearly 20 days later, i learn that it may seem like you would never get through alive but you still have. To be completely honest sometimes I wonder how alive I really am. I'm asking for another day, I'm hoping for another day...
Gotta head to work soon...think I might switch back to working 7 hour weeks rather than 14 hour ones. It's simply too draining otherwise.
Sometimes I feel like I'm constantly entering and exiting a state of disillusionment. It's hard for me to find a constant and I'm wondering, what turned me into such a screw-up.
Sometimes I wish we could just sleep. I mean that metaphorically.
Sometimes some things increase in such great proportions they occupy all that I can think of, obscuring all the other things happening...all the other good things. It's been happening a little too much lately, I find myself detaching away from what's real, or what's supposed to be real. Sometimes some things seem to develop double meanings and I find it harder and harder to stay in control of both conflicting meanings as they grow and grow in volume.
Sometimes I just can't stand to be around some people not because they aren't nice but simply because they are too nice and I just can't let myself be. It almost feels like I have to act.
Things aren't really that complicated, I just need to breathe and let it slowly go one by one. The sad truth is that such opportunities don't always happen.
It kills me inside, and I'll never say why.
Don't let your light go out...
Maybe it's true, you know that saying, that those who prance around like happy ponies are usually more sad than they look.
I don't have enough black clothes. These days my mind is a blank when I try to mentally visualise my closet. Perhaps it's due to the addition of new storage shelves/drawers and some rearrangements....my cognitive map is all messed up. Cognitive map??? Whatever it's called, man year 1 psych is now like a distant memory...sometimes I feel like I can remember things quickly, but I forget them just as quickly. I can barely differentiate now, when just slightly more than a year ago I was doing differentials and integrals like it was child's play. Yes, I enjoyed math, a lot. Perhaps I could make it a hobby, you know, to do math every weekend just for the heck of it. I can just feel Jinli's side way stare right now......
Anyway, I don't have enough black clothes! Ugh. I need to get my cognitive map(??) back in order. Gee, I really should go check up on that ambiguous term, google...the world at your fingertips. Panic attack.
These fake tattoo things are getting extremely sophisticated, I promise you they don't fade at all till a week or something it's crazy. Forcibly removing it...hurts like a bitch, you literally have to scratch at it. Do these stockings make my legs look fat...
After you stop blogging for just a little while, it seems a litte weird....
Well my life has not been all that happening. Haven't really been working hard at all...and the moment I start thinking about wanting to do my readings, I get a slight headache (like, right now).
Friday night was fun though, the airconditioning at Fusion was AMAZING, two thumbs up for that.
So, I'll write it down and it would just be. I wouldn't forget and neither would I remember.
French classes have been...tedious and rather difficult. I think I need a French tutor. The best French phrase to describe me is, je ne parle pas français, which means I do not speak French. I wish my teacher would go through stuff in greater detail and at a slower pace. I also think my French accent sucks lol, oh well, at least this means I can only get better and not worse...hopefully. Anyway I guess I should stop being so hard on myself it's only the second lesson.
First day back today. French class was a little stressful initially but after getting used to the whole, comment, vous, tu, je, etc etc sounds...it got really fun. Though I would say I really had a hard time understanding my french tutor who does not enjoy speaking english LOL. She also tends to say mm-hm where people would normally say 'erm'. Not that people HAVE to say 'erm' but well, you know what i mean!
I spent 6 dollars on a canvas rucksack from mitchells, I kinda want to return it and get my six dollars back, but they don't accept change of mind returns. SIGH. I don't want my clothes to fur when the canvas rubs against them. Will my clothes fur??? Answer please!
