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Her name is Sabrina, and she is probably one of the laziest and emotionally closed off people you will ever meet. Don't judge her for it; she's a lot smarter than you can imagine and is fiercely loyal to her true friends. A new graduate who majored in law and hoping to work for legal aid find a way of helping people in any way possible. She lives to achieve success, with no plans of execution. She maintains sanity, with her natural talent of repression; fitness, with weightlifting and circuits; and cheerfulness with singing and eating frequently. She is imperfect, and will always be honest about it.

Words speak

Posso farle.

"Ambition is a wonderful thing-it can drive you, it can exhaust you, but if you look at it in a positive way it can be very productive."-Steven McRae.

"I like to think that while striving to improve, it is important to acknowledge at every stage along the way, when you have achieved something."-Steven McRae.

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Monday, 3 October 2011 @ 1:12 am
Sincerest apologies for my extreme absence in the past few weeks.

Moving out was incredibly hectic and the big run up to it all was rather overwhelming. Leaving was somewhat painful but then again, no one ever said it would be easy. I am incredibly fortunate to be blessed with such wonderful friends wherever I seem to go. I've never been a good person for dealing with change but the transition so far has been oddly easy (probably due to the fact that everyone else is new too). Being the final person to arrive in my flat was terribly distressing, not to forget the (of course) fearful idea that they would have all become friends and may all fall under the drinking/clubbing/drug-taking/smoking/generally rowdy category. In the first day I decided that they were one or all of these things so I greeted them all and proceeded to return to my room. Despite how it may sound, I did attempt to make conversation but felt that they were all unresponsive or just didn't care. There goes my paranoia...my things came in a van at 7am the next day (very distressing), nevertheless, a warm duvet and pillows can actually provide a good sense of comfort. Around 12 in the afternoon I heard a knock on my door (I feared many things) which turned out to not be verbal abuse of any sort, but in actuality, an invite to ASDA (which was much needed).
From there on (to spare you any more of my long winded descriptions) I got to know my flat mates and have become incredibly fond of them. Not to mention one of them who I had quite a slight (and I actually mean 'slight') interest in. Alas, he is taken and very much happy in his relationship. Oh well. Rather amusing that my mother mentioned what a nice guy he is during her stay and I told her that I probably would have pursued him if it weren't for the fact that he is taken. Her reply? 'Wait for them to break up'. Ahaha. Should I be concerned about the way I can sort of switch off my feelings that quickly when someone is taken? Apart from frenchie. That's papi's fault for making he think he was single when he was trying to set us up!

While my flat mates have turned out to be all sorts of awesome, the same could not be said for my Law class. There are some people who make me question whether I actually got in to a good university and how they got there themselves. My quick judgment of a class of around 100 people is maybe not the best of things. Regardless of the few who seem to certainly be a bit slow on the uptake, I am suddenly surrounded by many long-term high achievers. Not a single person seems overly introverted or afraid of public speaking. Honestly speaking, I feel like I've been knocked off any metaphorical horse I was sitting on for the past few years. Oh, and even the more reclusive types go to the freshers events and catch freshers flu. Guess it's just me that's unaccommodating.

In terms of family affairs, I have not been homesick once whatsoever (apart from the first night but that was rather understandable due to the thin blanket and makeshift pillow) but my mother has visited me once and was kind enough to cook food. However, today she rang and went into nag mode which made her much less endearing once again. Of course I miss my friends, but while I'm here I feel so disconnected to home, maybe since it's more like a holiday/vacation area and I haven't quite gotten in to the working mood. Food wise, I am being fed INCREDIBLY well for a student. In fact, I'm being fed better than I ever was at home! Although to be fair, I was working for most of this summer (when I wasn't on holiday) and was reduced to one meal a day that was either some noodles from home; Wasabi; M&S pasta or a sandwich from Pret...(not forgetting a drink from Starbucks too!) Tonight is Mexican night. Exciting. I have finally tried guacamole (yay me) and the various cakes/roasts/dinners throughout these few weeks have been brilliant.

There little things I need to remember to do which keep slipping my mind all the time...e-mailing for work experience, e-mailing my college Law teacher/Alan, collecting tickets from Truro for the bar trip (which I've paid for at least, phew), paying for the various societies that I actually want to attend, visiting the library, making some notes, starting on this Hungarian/Icelandic constitution research, getting a frame for JiJi's lovely drawing...Oh, and if this post doesn't make sense in terms of chronological order, it's because I started the draft quite a while back and now I'm editing and posting this on Thursday the 13th of October. Ahh, the art of procrastination...