Without Pictures

I believe wholeheartedly in the cliche 'a picture paints a thousand words' and hence avoid blogging unless I have some form of image to accompany my text (despite the 2.0 megapixel sony ericsson). However, as I have sunk deeper and deeper into the throes of school - particularly in the harrowing process of module selection - I have since been unable to capture anything blogworthy. In fact, the past few days have left me with no time for jogging either as I have to devote my optimum jogging hours to camping in front of the computer screen, hoping for a vacancy to appear.

So, you cannot imagine how relieved I felt when I opened my school email yesterday evening to receive notice that my Appeal (yes I had to go to that extent) for a certain elective had turned out to be succesful. Since my school goes by the system where students place their electives on a waitlist and are allocated 1 or 2 based on ballot, those unlucky ones like me who end up only with 1 elective have no choice but to stay shackled to the computer screen till a vacancy appears throughout the very well-loved 'add-drop' period. If we're desperate enough, we might even try to appeal for the module by coughing up a 400 character paragraph of pleas an excuses which should be moving enough to sway the administrator's heart. Sarah and I tried out both options and while Sarah succeeded at the 1st one, I went with the 2nd.

Yet, as much as I am happy to be clearing 19Aus this semester, I am nervous at the prospect of handling this extra workload on top of driving lessons (and an exam at that) and possibly Japanese lessons at a language centre. This predicament is made all the more exciting by the fact that the module which I have since been allocated is of a contrasting discipline (read: extra effort required).

I know I know, I can almost hear the school counsellor again, 'Yes, things are going to get tougher and tougher each time, but don't you find it exciting in some way? You must find time-out activities, activities which help you relax and rejuvenate yourself. And you must fnd the studying method which works best for you.'

Got it ma'am! I'm getting better at doing work on the bus and train already, and I still make it a point to run! Soon, I shall be swimming and bench-pressing too.