My room is seriously in a mess. I need to tidy it up.

Just came back from a great dinner with my friends.

Now i am blogging some stuff. A little about how i feel to be alone here and about school.
Its been a month away from home in this cold, windy country. I must admit i miss life back home. I miss the usual routine i do for the past 8 months of my life. I miss playing with lucky. I miss playing my mini basketball with isaac. The times where we use to share our stories and school life. I miss eating home cook food. I miss going out with my family on weekends. I miss family gatherings. I miss a little of the heat. I miss my cosy little room, my tv, bed and desk. I cant believe that i am here, its really like a dream. Time passes very fast here as well. Everyday seems like a dream. Going to school, laughing around, playing, joking... its really fun. I love the freedom here.


I had a chat with my brother and my dad earlier this evening. My brother asked me a question. How do i console girls who are deeply demoralised? It really reminded me of my A level days.Flashes of memories came back when i told him about my A level days. It was seriously depressing. I felt like crying but its over. I must confess that I cried almost everyday secretly in my room, through the wee hours of the morning where i studied till. I didnt want those feelings again. Then i chatted with my dad. He asked me about work and stuff. I said its similar to JC life. Then i asked the 'death' question. What happens if i cant go to second year uni? i know i shouldnt have asked but its life. My dad said we will come to that stage and will see to it. I felt irresponsible and i know it is my duty to do well. He sent me here with the mind set that overseas education suits me better. Sometimes i really wonder... have i done the right thing? God gave me a life, a life where i should succeed in something, to do something that will make my parents proud rather then worry. I need to do something. I know, i wasnt a good student but i must keep positive.

I am just reflecting on myself. I need to o this to keep myself on track.
After chatting with my brother these few nights, i realised that he has grown a little more mature. H even told me to study hard and not play too much, thinking that i will go the wrong way. I nearly did.


I love being here alone in australia. The freedom is great. But there is a balance in life, Freedom on one hand and on the other is Hard work.