A bundle of nerves
Kinda weird...I wasn't exactly feeling nervous one iota before this, but now that it's about 4 more days before taking off to Australia, I'm suddenly a bundle of nerves...Was kinda thinking about what my dad said, something about it being like a 'transition of a potted plant from fertilised soil to the raw earth'...hehe it has a nice sound to it, huh? 'Fertilised soil' and 'raw earth'...undoubtedly one of dad's subtle methods of insinuating that I've led an extremely sheltered life, leading to the fact that I have like 0 survival skills + road-blindness, etc etc...
Right now I'm practically packing my entire house into 2 huge suitcases...I brought almost everything, 'cept for the kitchen sink, though ;) Seriously, EVERYTHING, from comics, paint, paint brushes, to cutlery and mugs and -even I don't believe this- my all-time loyal dictionary. Okay, okay, I know; by the rate this is going, I may as well immigrate there...
Geez...I'm not even there and I'm starting to miss my home already (When I say 'home', I mean everything about it...family, friends, my -hehe- comic collection, the FOOD...)...I'm really looking forward to eating lunch at my cousins' place on the afternoon of the 9th! Heh...probably due to the fact that I'm quite certain my aunt will prepare 2 of my fav. dishes- fried prawns and chai tau kuh..
I think my greatest fear so far is being unable to cope- or worst, what if I'm lost or something?? You'd think that by the age of 19 you'd be sufficiently independent to wander about the streets yourself, but I'm so road-blind that I'm starting to consider carrying a signboard with my home address written on it (Y'know, like what people do to ensure that their 5-year-old kids don't wander and get lost) :)
I'm taking it as a good sign that so far, everyone has been giving favourable comments about Tasmania...Unfortunately, I also heard first-hand from a 3rd year student there (who happens to be studying pharmacy...miraculous coincidence!) that the food was, like, unbelievably expensive, and that students usually shopped at night because it's cheaper that way...(In other words, grabbing all the leftovers just before the shop closes)...
Who knows? I could ask all I the people I want, ask them about life in Tasmania and all. But the truth? I won't be able to tell until I experience life there myself. Right now, I'm delving into self-motivational stuff, even listening to Kelly Clarkson's "Miss Independent" and hoping to blog to tire myself out into some sorta stupor that'll hopefully enable me to get some deep shut-eye...hahaha
Right now I'm practically packing my entire house into 2 huge suitcases...I brought almost everything, 'cept for the kitchen sink, though ;) Seriously, EVERYTHING, from comics, paint, paint brushes, to cutlery and mugs and -even I don't believe this- my all-time loyal dictionary. Okay, okay, I know; by the rate this is going, I may as well immigrate there...
Geez...I'm not even there and I'm starting to miss my home already (When I say 'home', I mean everything about it...family, friends, my -hehe- comic collection, the FOOD...)...I'm really looking forward to eating lunch at my cousins' place on the afternoon of the 9th! Heh...probably due to the fact that I'm quite certain my aunt will prepare 2 of my fav. dishes- fried prawns and chai tau kuh..
I think my greatest fear so far is being unable to cope- or worst, what if I'm lost or something?? You'd think that by the age of 19 you'd be sufficiently independent to wander about the streets yourself, but I'm so road-blind that I'm starting to consider carrying a signboard with my home address written on it (Y'know, like what people do to ensure that their 5-year-old kids don't wander and get lost) :)
I'm taking it as a good sign that so far, everyone has been giving favourable comments about Tasmania...Unfortunately, I also heard first-hand from a 3rd year student there (who happens to be studying pharmacy...miraculous coincidence!) that the food was, like, unbelievably expensive, and that students usually shopped at night because it's cheaper that way...(In other words, grabbing all the leftovers just before the shop closes)...
Who knows? I could ask all I the people I want, ask them about life in Tasmania and all. But the truth? I won't be able to tell until I experience life there myself. Right now, I'm delving into self-motivational stuff, even listening to Kelly Clarkson's "Miss Independent" and hoping to blog to tire myself out into some sorta stupor that'll hopefully enable me to get some deep shut-eye...hahaha
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