good morning sydneysiders

Good morning readers =) ceh, as though my blog will be read by people :P

its been a while since I updated my blog properly. I realised one thing. Most of the time, my blog is a little bit depressed. LOL. Maybe its just a place for me to rant my thoughts sometimes I guess.

Anyhow, where should I update first. Hmmm, studies? This sem would be a bitch i swear. Audit, Accounting theory, Mergers and acquisitions,trade and dealings...ALL IS READING. FUCK. How to survive la...somemore sure bosan...zzzz...aiya...btw, sent an application towards PWC for taxation department...all hopefully goes well. Cross fingers. Its been weird while applying for jobs that ill know ill stuck the rest of my life with. I cant never see me as a working person. Never think that im mature enough i guess. How could you ever picture yourself working as an adult? I remember the days when there is care-free lifestyle that I always had. When I was 3, went up to Genting and got car sick. Vommited at my ownself and for the rest of the journey, I was topless. Who would ever think that this kid, this specifically kid would had an amazing journey in his life.

I learn a lot my time here in Sydney. Ive grown up, matured, and see things in a lot of perspective. All this is done outside academic learning. All i can say is i became more experienced. I learn how to survive on my own during first year. Learn that im not ready for a serious relationship yet as I cant bear the consequences of getting hurt badly during my second year. Third year? Learn that I could do well in Uni after all. Haha. Most importantly I learn the ability of surviving. First year wasnt as easy going as i thought it was. I sunk instead of swimming. I went to a place where I dont know anyone and opt for a uni where i had my sister to be with me. Going to uni, oh how much i hated it. Eating all alone, going to classes all alone, had no friends. Tried to make friends and I did, but wasnt true friends where they could help you out. Uni was over-rated. Wasnt as much fun as i did have during my foundation days. Maybe i expected more but i should know better. Friends that i have during foundation was once in a lifetime kind of friends. I hated uni a lot. But how things change. I learn how to adapt, make friends and learn that how someone could back stab you. Not everyone is nice =) I learn as well that how someone could really take your heart out , rip it hard, crushed it right in front of you. I lost my soul for once. I didnt see things clearly. I lost the will of living. Lets not go there shall we =)

In essence, i learn a lot while im here. And its going to be sad that im leaving. But knowing that i would be in the arms of my family again, seeing their faces its just too damn good to resist. Now, all what is left is for me to do well, and hopefully, Ill get what i deserved and hoping for a job interview and ome back msia working pwc is like a dream come true.LOL