the new place
Wow, where do I begin? So much did not happen during my holidays that I don't know where to start! (My MSN still says "packing!" but that was before I left Singapore for my summer holiday :P)
I feel like I'm a star of my own series (single girl moves out in her final year to stay alone in the middle of nowhere -- Singapore codeword for that is "the heartlands" -- and all that); since I perpetually live in my head anyway, that's not too off-kilter even for me. :D All that's missing are the quirky neighbours and the cute guy-next-door.
See, I've moved off campus now. NUS finally got to kick me out. It's a dramatic and ironic story, full of anguish and life laughing at me (I had enough points to secure a room, except admin forced me to be part of a separate group of students returning from exchange, and this group's average was about 10 points higher than mine), but I'll just skip all that and revel in my new, more expensive room instead. I've got aircon. I've got internet. What more could I ask for?
Well, I could use lower rent. At SG$580 a month, I am so blasting my a/c bb.
The landlady is very nice -- a grandma who seems to be constantly babysitting, even the grandkids who aren't hers. You might know by now that I have a fondness for kids who aren't mine, so I adore these little tykes (I guess it also helps that I could sleep and study through a war, so any noise they make is never enough to disturb me). She tries very hard to make me feel at home, to which I graciously respond by running to my room and locking the door when I get back. It's a bit hard to get used to friendly people after three years of doing this in various student residences >_<
I went drinking with Clorith last night -- that's exaggerating, of course, for I was sufficiently out of the game after some koelsch and sparkling wine. I'm sure the dear girl wanted to throw back a couple more, but for my liver's great wimpiness. She did say I improved after going to Australia for the exchange, though! *beam*
Anyway, this is my final year at NUS. Then I'll be just another one of their alumni who never donates. :D (What do you call an alumnus from NUS? A-NUS. Thank you, thank you, but I got that from my uncle, an ANUS who never donates.) I've got a thesis to do and the first idea I got was, of course, to write a history of anime (then I narrowed my options by thinking of writing a history of Ultraman, and if not for my Japanese being limited to words wrongly gleaned from anime, I WOULD'VE DONE IT TOO). I'm sure everyone else in my cohort has already decided on a topic and are halfway through their final draft (I am serious, my cohort is always crazier than my senior's -- damn kiasu '86ers!), so I'll be behind the class as always.
Now I hear there's this new thingamajig called Dreamwidth (or Dreamhost?) that's in beta and former LJ peeps are lovin' it there. I'm sure I'll get on the bandwagon as it dies out. For now, I'm just glad to be back on LJ :D *snuggles FL*
I feel like I'm a star of my own series (single girl moves out in her final year to stay alone in the middle of nowhere -- Singapore codeword for that is "the heartlands" -- and all that); since I perpetually live in my head anyway, that's not too off-kilter even for me. :D All that's missing are the quirky neighbours and the cute guy-next-door.
See, I've moved off campus now. NUS finally got to kick me out. It's a dramatic and ironic story, full of anguish and life laughing at me (I had enough points to secure a room, except admin forced me to be part of a separate group of students returning from exchange, and this group's average was about 10 points higher than mine), but I'll just skip all that and revel in my new, more expensive room instead. I've got aircon. I've got internet. What more could I ask for?
Well, I could use lower rent. At SG$580 a month, I am so blasting my a/c bb.
The landlady is very nice -- a grandma who seems to be constantly babysitting, even the grandkids who aren't hers. You might know by now that I have a fondness for kids who aren't mine, so I adore these little tykes (I guess it also helps that I could sleep and study through a war, so any noise they make is never enough to disturb me). She tries very hard to make me feel at home, to which I graciously respond by running to my room and locking the door when I get back. It's a bit hard to get used to friendly people after three years of doing this in various student residences >_<
I went drinking with Clorith last night -- that's exaggerating, of course, for I was sufficiently out of the game after some koelsch and sparkling wine. I'm sure the dear girl wanted to throw back a couple more, but for my liver's great wimpiness. She did say I improved after going to Australia for the exchange, though! *beam*
Anyway, this is my final year at NUS. Then I'll be just another one of their alumni who never donates. :D (What do you call an alumnus from NUS? A-NUS. Thank you, thank you, but I got that from my uncle, an ANUS who never donates.) I've got a thesis to do and the first idea I got was, of course, to write a history of anime (then I narrowed my options by thinking of writing a history of Ultraman, and if not for my Japanese being limited to words wrongly gleaned from anime, I WOULD'VE DONE IT TOO). I'm sure everyone else in my cohort has already decided on a topic and are halfway through their final draft (I am serious, my cohort is always crazier than my senior's -- damn kiasu '86ers!), so I'll be behind the class as always.
Now I hear there's this new thingamajig called Dreamwidth (or Dreamhost?) that's in beta and former LJ peeps are lovin' it there. I'm sure I'll get on the bandwagon as it dies out. For now, I'm just glad to be back on LJ :D *snuggles FL*