Oh my dog.. It's my blog.. I'm back to blogger! And this time I have my own laptop! Let's see how long can I keep this up before I actually forget about this again. I am so not a routine person. I just loved writing blogs and diaries because you could always write everything and anything here that you just couldn't share and tell it to anyone else. And because no one really bothers to read someone else's blogs -unless they write it really good- I really enjoyed typing all my concerns and troubles and doubts out. Even though this really doesn't solves anything, but at least I found a place to pour everything out. Happy or unhappy. With that, welcome to a new era of my blogging days.
So, this is my 3rd month in Aussie. I have only managed to visit some of the places in Sydney such as the Darling Harbour, The Rocks and the famous Opera House. And of course my university. Everything's going fine here, with the exception of some occasional misunderstandings (or was it just me?) arising because I can't converse well in English and because I can't put to good use all the vocabularies I've learnt in my 20 years of life. Let me tell you, unable to express yourself to the others is the most annoying thing ever. And then there's the entirely different culture and thinking part. Ugh, I hate arguing. Even when it's for the best of someone. Haha, not. I used to argue with anyone -anyone at all- when I don't think like they do. It's fun, and sometimes it helps you to think out of the box. But that was me arguing in my mother tongue. The language I grew up using it to argue with people. And I do it with style too (LoL). But it's so different here. Sometimes I don't even feel like talking, because I feel it'll just make me look stupider. I'm still learning, and one day I'll be able to argue and crack jokes just like I used to do it in my first language. I'm progressing.
That was my social part. Economically, I should think that I am still coping pretty well over here. Even though the exchange rate increased again. T^T Stop it already, my dad's not an expatriate anymore and I don't have enough savings in my account. What I spent is mostly on the groceries and sundries, just the necessities. Can't afford to eat out even for once a week. Thus you can imagine that my menu will vary only slightly. I mean, at least I'm cooking right? What do you expect for a student living by herself to cook? A different menu everyday? I'd rather spend that time chilling! xD Because I need that. Chilling and relaxing, I mean. Being a veterinarian isn't that easy, you know. Especially when there is a certain grade that you will have to achieve before you can actually start doing the vet course. Plus there are a whole lot of people trying really hard to get into the course from the other relevant courses. Which, is really annoying. I think most of us secretly see each other in the other courses as rivals. The point is that, I have to work really hard -like extra hard- to stay in the course. The first two years are really crucial. They assess us based on these two years and if we don't get 75% and above, it's bye bye for you now. You get to go to the Bachelor of Animal Veterinary Bioscience, which I'm not saying is a bad course but it's kind of not what I imagined I wanted to be. I wanted to practice in a clinic and be able to help pets and their owners. So I am going to get into the vet course no matter what. (Unless I really can't stand blood or I can't dissect D:) But I am going to do my best to stay in the game. No one's taking away my dream. Not when I've gone this far to achieve it.
Oops, looks like I've put my studies part in that economics paragraph. Oh well, I'm not submitting this as my report now so I don't think it matters. Oh it's soooo good to have your own laptop and typing everything up. Being able to type fast is one good skill to have. ^^ I think some part time jobs requires people to that typed really fast. That's for keying data of some sort, I believe.
Life in Aussie alone. First time being abroad alone. Stepping into a university for the first time. Alone. Walking home alone. Being in the room alone. Sleeping alone. Sounds reaaaally scary and daunting at first, but now I think I'm pretty much used to it. I can live with it. And then there's always my families and friends occasionally checking up on me. Those times are nice too. And of course meeting new people, being friends with them, all these is always exciting. I would have to end this post now by saying thank God for bringing me here and giving me such wonderful opportunities. And also thank you for all the amazing people and annoying people I've met over all these years. I wouldn't be the person I am now if it weren't for them. God bless my loved ones. Love the world. Love my life. Goodnight, world. I'm gonna continue to study in my bed now, until I fall asleep. ;D
