w00t.

Had my last two papers of finals two days ago. And how did I celebrate?

Entourage marathon.

Just finished episode 14 of the third season, and now waiting for my Sayang to get off work so we could watch the rest of the season [and season 4!] together.

My Baby is now doing his refresher training at the newly-opened Subway outlet in Selangor Dredging for the next two weeks. And this is sorta like a peek preview of things to come for me; I should start getting used to the fact that I won't be seeing him as much as I do now when the shop in Kelana Jaya opens. It sucks, but we've made it through worse times.

Anyone knows how much it costs to take the TOEFL exam nowadays?

another college post. have i nothing else to talk about?

This week marks the last week of full time college-hood. Yes I have my final exams next week, but only for 2 days. And then there's my final semester starting from mid-August, but for 3 1/2 months my classes will only be on Monday. The end of the year is still quite a distance to go, and already I'm anticipating. For what, I've yet to discover.

I know that I complain about having to do assignments towards the end of every semester, and of presentations and exams and other college-related shit. And true, I just can't wait for all this to be over.

And by golly, I will miss it.

It's hectic as heck, but at least I still have time for things that I like to do, like catching a midnight movie on Thursday, or window shopping at 2 p.m. in the afternoon. By my own experience of 2-odd years working at The Body Shop and UPM's Graduate School, I know such carefree time will soon come to its end.

And I believe this is why it's important to have a job that you love; to minimize the days that you drag yourself to work.

But anyways. I guess it's one of those cases where you gotta give up something to gain something else. My free time for a secure financial status, self-actualization, and interestingly, freedom.

I think it's a fair deal.

as luck would have it

So I found out today that 3rd class honors for my Communications degree is possible after all. My CGPA right now is 3.18, and I need 3.30 to be eligible. All I need is a couple of As, a couple of Bs, and no C.

That's great news for someone who initially thought that there's no time to catch up.

And then immediately afterwards, I realized that I'll be completely done with college by the end of the year [not including the submission of my internship report due by March/April next year], but the graduation ceremony is usually held a few weeks before the final exam of the Fall semester, thus rendering me ineligible for any honorary roll call during the ceremony this year.

My options? Go ahead and graduate without any honors this December, or wait till next year's ceremony [which is a year and 5 months away!].

Suck.

big old baby

My Baby is 28! yeay! Happy happy belated birthday wahai si Bengot!

He wasn't in an especially celebratory mood yesterday. The year so far, agreeably, has not been especially good to him and to us [no, we as a couple are not having any problems]. It was understandable that he did not want to celebrate, but it was his birthday and I really wanted to do something for him.

So I made him meat pie. Made possible, of course, with his help and Alia. It came out a lot better than I expected as there were a little bit of a mishap with the dough. But all went well. Ikin even came with a surprise birthday cake for my Sayang. We were full to the very limit, but hey, there is always room for dessert! Najeeb came all the way from Shah Alam too, and I guess that definitely brightened up my Bengot's spirit for the night.

And yet again, I only remembered to take pictures of my pie only after everyone was done eating. Oh well. It's really yummy, that's all that matter :P

Last night, me and my Sayang agree, was fun. Good food, good company, great time. What more could anyone want?

future.

It's a nice feeling to know that prior to telling the class your age, they thought that you're at least 3 years younger, and one guy even went as far as saying that you look 18.

It's a nice feeling when they judge that solely on how you look alone, but I don't think you'll have the same fuzzy feeling inside if they said that based on how you've been behaving in class. [Which I hope is not the case coz obviously it's me I'm talking about.]

The end of the semester is nearing, and I'm getting an anxiety attack. Yes I am exaggerating, but the mere thought of doing my internship in [insya-Allah] August/September is exciting, but scary as heck. It'll be the phase in my life that I would call Long-Overdue; I should be at this stage in life at least 2 years ago. And that's what makes it so exciting, but the same reason is making me nervous. With no real previous employment and a few years of my life wasted on being young and stupid, the prospect of me doing PR is thin.

There's also the fact that I am rekindling my little hobby for writing, and though I still think my stronger point is talking endlessly rather than writing extensively, it does put pressure in one's mind to choose one passion over the other.

AND don't get me started on my dream of owning a make-up artist consultancy business!

Really, I don't feel like doing one thing and a few weeks, or even months into it, hitting myself so hard and say, "Lord why did I ever do this for?!"

But according to William Whewell, "Every failure is a step to success".

So I guess, here's to many many failures to come, and may I reap what I sow as soon as possible.