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Wednesday, January 7, 2009
There goes the cat
I took an extra credit this semester: ECON201, it's the principles of microeconomic. Yeah right. After a year of business and econ in high school I thought I wouldn't have to touch those damned balance sheets again. If I managed to survive through this with my least expected grades, it will be for no other than the Lord's mercy. Seriously. Not even the fact that I have a hunky Spanish professor to teach me economic helps.

I not talking about running with scissors and plotting a suicide. I think I just can't wait to see if I won the bet. What bet? I'll tell you the story later. But basically, no one can tell you who you are, or to decide to you what you're going to be. It's your life, decide for yourself and bear the consequences.

I guess I'm a true blue sanguine. You see I hate first days of school. Everyone is shy to everyone and stuff. Honestly I don't really care about making friends as much as I used to. I just realized that if I settle, friends will eventually come along. There's no point in finding one or judging who to who.

Yeah but when my eccentric composition instructor gave us a six-minute (6 minutes. Imagine) toilet break, it was all too quiet for me. Hence I said hi to the person next to me. SOmetimes I surprise myself with my ability to ignore completely my shame. Well at least I made some acquaintances today.

Then I need to collect my books, and when I was about to pay, I forgot my PIN number. Classic. So I went all the way to HSBC and changed my PIN. The thing is, the bus from where the bank is located is not the bus that I'm familiar with, yet. So I missed my stop - naturally - and had to walk about two blocks.

It was very very foggy, it was 4PM and the fog was solid. The chill ran through my spine and it was raining. And it hit me that I'm lost. I mean, not literally hit me, because I know I only missed a few blocks. But when my sight is limited to about two metres in front of me, I felt lost.

I've always thought that I know myself pretty well. But I think I'm wrong. I cried, but not a desperate cry, it's more like a crying because I'm tired (winter fatigue I guess). Then it hit (again) me, that I'm not afraid to be lost. Because here I am now, in a stranger's land. I'm more afraid to be joyless, than lost.

Well these few days have been great for me. I received a banquet of lilies: calla lilies, tiger lilies, casablanca lilies and baby's breath. And they are exquisite. It took me by surprise too. Anyway, I love watching each of them bloom to the fullest.

And I found a steal, this electric blue vintage handbag by Michel Klein. Anyway, shopping hasn't been much pleasure - except for book shopping here. It's mere customary. Oh, also exception for that beauuutiful baroque Zara blouse that I got the other day.

My aunt finally called today and I'm overjoyed by the fact that she has a good sense of humor!

Right, shall bore you not. Write to me if you will, I'm very bored.


PS: I'm completely, absolutely, in totality in love with my new housemate.


Ciao!

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