Last day of university. Had a test in the morning, then met Resa for lunch at Laurent. Coffee made me really hyper and jittery, which is horrible when you’re about to present a group report. But it was good and that was the end of my school life! OVER! Till I do masters perhaps. It won’t really be the same though. Camwhored around school with Ming & Sam after class. Together for our first ever university class, together for our last ever ♥
Excited, liberated, scared, apprehensive all at once. 

too fast too fuuuurious

Started this post with shallow ramblings about how I’m going to invest in multiple sweaters and a leather jacket the next time I find myself living in a seasonal country. But I should stop being so self-indulgent and rewire my thoughts and obsessions to things less material.  

4 more weeks till the end of school. Then 10 days & I’d have packed up my life here to go back home. Can’t decide if I’m glad to be going back. Excited in a way, but quite terrified at the same time. I wish I could merge my lives and friends here and back home. Then again, we can’t have the best of both worlds right (HANNAH MONTANA LIED)?

I understand why some people are so grumpy and stressed all the time. Independence is not an easy thing. Not the ‘study overseas no parents taking care of you’ kind on an independence, but the kind where you feed, clothe and house yourself with the money you’ve earned. That’s tough.

Honestly, I’m growing up too fast. But I can’t see how I can stop it.

1/3 

I suppose that I should take more care in recording down this point of my life where I’m about to graduate from UNIVERSITY. But it isn’t easy to remember that I have this tumblr. Plus I’m way too preoccupied (or when I’m not, in a blank state) to have anything of consequence to write.

This semester has been pretty inspiring in a variation of ways. The guest lecturers we’ve been getting for our PR subjects have been so insightful and have more or less renewed my interest in pursuing some aspect of PR. While my intro to graphic design tutor has been less than inspiring… my own curiosity of typography has led me to be more attentive to certain design details I come across in my everyday life. With regard to my photography course, I don’t think my initial perception of it has changed much. Though, I’ve learnt a lot more about composition and that cropping can be good (y).

I can’t say that I’ve gain complete clarity in deciding what I want to do in the future, but I guess considering that I’m still quite young (TURNING 20 IN 5 DAYS THOUGH OMG) I have a bit of extra time to figure out my career direction. There’s a constant struggle of setting myself along a logical pathway or the one with the possibility of rejection and failure. Sometimes I think I might just be a jack of all trades. Always with a desire to try and learn everything, but neither excelling nor finding an affinity with anything. 

But whatevs, I shall cherish the opportunities I’ve been given and attempt to score HDs for this semester. Though… seeing as to how my grapd. tutor seems to think I’m a complete fluffball, it might not be so easy. 

1/3 of the way through and I’m in anticipation and fear all at the same time. 

Simply Bread dinner. Tottered around in heels that made me SUPER TALL. Sher’s house for drinks. Code: Black & White. Stayed sober the entire night. Very pleased and happy. + utilised my new camera. (y) Dah’s back next week!
♥

uhm.

http://luxirare.com/late-night-eggs/

http://luxirare.com/simple-breakfast-tart/

http://luxirare.com/float/

http://luxirare.com/crisp/

One day. I swear. Once I’m back in SG for good (seeing that my pathetic kitchen here has a counter space of about… one placemat?) and moved into my new apartment, I’m going to attempt all of the above. Dude. How can anyone not want to try any of the above tantalizing treats for themselves.

hairpee

Been waking up late, possibly in hibernation mode due to the cold and the refusal to eat more than 1 proper meal a day. I’ve been feeling super chirpy (dancing around as I brush my teeth style) save for the constant reminder of that never ending pile of work I’ve got to clear. Occasionally though, I’d be surfing tumblr and the incessant amount of pretty girls that explode on my dashboard will kind of get me feeling a bit … (such shallow woes of my life). That, along with other petty insecurities and I’d find myself slightly off the charts of happiness.

SO! With the aforementioned happening right this moment, I direct our attention to a (post) my friend wrote recently. Guidelines on how to be ^.^v happy. Picked a few applicable ones:

1. Never give a shit about anyone who doesn’t keep a shit about you

8. Learn to live with your looks

9. Selective memory. Always

11. Don’t tell lies. Don’t believe them either.

12. Spend within your means. Do not covet.

16. Brush off rejection like its nothing.

17. Surround yourself with people you love. (Who love you back)

18. Quell all annoyance. Subscribe to a lifestyle of chill

20. Sleep and live in dreams instead

The last one is perhaps the reason why I’ve been spending so much time in bed. That, or the cold.

& WITH THOSE GUIDELINES, I HAPPILY SAY BYE.

Drink & be merry

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Lying in bed thinking how I’m supposed to be having my last night in Singapore right now, but instead I decided to be a little nerd & sign up for an extra course. That being said, its been a pretty good first week back. Chill, hanging out with the friends I made when I first came here 3+ years ago. It’s going to be a good first half of the semester. 7 more weeks: school ballet study friends. & then I’ll be home for 10 days :)

a beat.

Realise I leave in 20 days. It’s a bit surreal. Thinking back to 4 months ago when I came back, hesitant, but expectant. There was potential for so much to happen but again, nothing ever materialised. I tried doing things right this time, not getting ahead of myself and what not. It worked, in certain aspects & I think I prefer the person I’ve been this holidays.
I am still terribly stubborn. & you are a fool.