2nd Week in Uni

I am fed up with Friendster blog seriously... So I changed to here... Welcome to my new blog space la.. Ya, this is 2nd week in IMU. No orientation week, but lectures and reports never stop, searching for articles and listening to the lecture... The timetable is so packed, so busy, from 8.00a.m. till 7.00p.m. So tired... Ah!!!

Besides, guess wat, I joined choir club.. If u heard me sing before, u will know my voice, How "lovely" is it, rite? Oh well, it is a big gang, so I don think they will notice my singing, or maybe my voice... Hehe... Now when i have free time, library is my third home, instead of my lovely home and lecture theatre... Doing my notes and reports... Here is no more paper notes from lecturer, u have to download or search notes from the computer...

Actually, I like the multidisplinary lab... So bright, well equiped and NICE.... Library is big and COLD too... one more important thing, the cafeteria...!!! The food is not very very nice, but can put in mouth and swallow for energy storage, let u hold on till 7.00pm. Honestly, it is better than VI canteen, bigger ma and more variety of food, ok?

From Monday till Friday, busy from morning till evening, leave one hour for entertainment (DRAMA time..) Just keep contact with dear by sms and phone... Well, wat can i do? Now study comes first, Mom and dad work hard for my tuition fees, even I had applied the PTPTN loan... I have to do well, so wont let them down...

Hehe, I got IELTS result la.... Suprise, I get band 7... I knew I did not do well on the Speaking test and Writing too... However I got this "ok" result, maybe just because of my luck and blessing from somewhere else...Hehe!!!

I read a book "Poetry of Summer", the author is Hijawu, Taiwan writer... I like this phrase...
Translated into English...

Soul is just like a cake. When you fall in love with someone, you will give a part of your soul to him or her, just like a slice of cake is given to other. If he or she also love you, in a same way, you will get back part of the soul, a slice of cake.
However, he or she don't love you, then your soul never be a complete and perfect anymore because you cant get back the feeling or love....

Thanks God, My soul is a nice cheese cake, complete and perfect..Hehe..

Gambateh la for everyone that i know... Miss you all, my Fren...