The tiredness continues day 2.

I just spent like 3 hours making my first batch of kek batik (aka batik cake). And dinner (pasta bake with corn, carrots, peas, broccolis, mushrooms and ham) I hope... it is edible. I'll find out tomorrow (me and my friends that is, who I will feed it to first). Let's get down to my day first.

Woke up at 5 AM to continue doing my 3 day take home test for EIL. I couldn't finish it and although I had an extension, I'm a nerd and I have pride. I kind of wanted to get through uni without ever using extensions. And I did manage to finish it (like 10 minutes before 5 PM, the deadline). Anyway, went for placement at around 8:15 AM as usual. It was "wacky wednesday" at the primary school but I was really disappointed. The only people who were really wacky was the other student teachers such as myself, and a few of the students (although students still had to wear their uniform, some broke the rule though). All the other teachers came as normal almost. Cept for a few. Boring!

Placement was pretty boring. I managed to get done the POINT of going to the school to begin with. The information I needed to write my 40% assignment. It was like an emergency thing though. Because we wanted to do something else but the teacher changed his mind so we panicked and just quickly whipped something up. Oh well, at least now for the remainder of my placement (1 and a half days) I can just mess around, enjoy my last time at Brandon Park Primary School. Next year I'll have to finally head to a secondary school to teach/observe. And I AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT. Unlike Brunei I've learnt, the secondary schools are pretty scary in Australia (although it depends which school). I hope I don't end up crying and running home from the school. I've heard stories of like the students dripping their saliva all over the door knob for teachers to open and what not. And of course, the violence. I don't want a chair or table thrown at me, kthx. I'll be like a little 19 year old Asian girl next year. I hope I don't get beat up.

I wanted to get home from placement ASAP to quickly email my test in (as the deadline was 5 PM). But I couldn't hitch a ride with Jenna and I thought I wouldn't be able to make it. But luckily! Effie showed me an alternative bus to get back to Monash, and I arrived like at 4:10 PM. Yes! Thank you Effie, even though you won't read this and I won't see you again for who knows how long (since I only know her since we go to the same primary school for placement, but her lectures and tutorials in Education are different from mine).

So I made some last minute changes to my test, sent it in. And then the horror of cooking begins. I ran back and forth between my room and the kitchen (DAMMIT why must it be so far away from each other?!). Got all the ingredients I needed for the cake. And my pasta bake. I spent forever doing the cake, and I thought I screwed up cause it didn't go right at first. But it looks okay now. My neighbor, Jessica, who was also downstairs cooking dinner looked a bit skeptical at what I was doing. Actually, everyone around me (including the other people I live with) saw me and I probably looked like some freak. I mean, here I was... FRYING CHOCOLATE. Hahaha. I wasn't frying it. I was cooking it with a pan. That's how you do it. You don't bake it.

Anyway, now I have to continue work again. I skipped my lecture for English Literature on the novel, the Wheel of Time. And tomorrow is my tutorial for it. And I haven't even read past page 14 yet (it's around 200 pages). Haha, I am so dead. I need to get at least halfway through so I vaguely know what everyone will talk about tomorrow in class.

I've been messing around for the past 6 weeks. I really really hope my grades don't suffer from all of this. Although I feel a lot happier now compared to semester one.

The usual Sunday?

Yay, I've finished my first English Lit Fantasy assignment! I kind of regret not doing creative writing (seems everyone else I asked did that) but oh well, I hope I will pass. Well, no. I hope I will get a D. I don't want no measly pass. The nerd comes out in me as I still want D's despite getting no benefit from high grades at this age (besides getting into honours). But a credit will suffice for that.

And yeah, I got my results for my first EIL1020 assignment. It was a D. The greater nerd in me was sort of disappointed because I wanted an HD, you know. Oh right and I'll probably post my grades all the time here even though this blog is public. I never understand some people's fierce resentment in other people knowing their good or bad grades. I don't get why there's this embarrassment. Cause you know, the people you're more likely to be embarrassed from (your friends) are the least likely to judge you because of you're grades, right? Everyone else (who may be more judgmental) can be eaten by a thousand cockroaches for all I care.


Anyway, a summary of my day. Woke up at around 7-ish, and spent most of the day working on my assignment (well that and just surfing the net). I wanted to do my laundry (didn't do it for over 2 weeks) and then I discovered that like... out of the 6 washing machines at Roberts Hall 4 of them was broken. 2 machines isn't enough for over a hundred people. No way in hell it is. Me and another friend of mine who was up early washing his clothes as well was annoyed I think. He stood around quite a bit waiting to get his laundry done. I ran back upstairs while waiting to get post-it notes. I wrote "Broken T___T" on them and stuck them on since people couldn't tell that the machines were broken until they tried to turn it on. It wasted so much of my time taking my clothes in and out of the machines since I wasn't intelligent enough to see if any water would come out of the machine first.

I ate yesterday's dinner for today also. So when I went downstairs to microwave my food with Rachel, guess what did I discover? Out of the 5 microwaves at the Roberts Hall kitchen, 4 of them were broken! 1 microwave IS NOT enough. So we waited ages. By the time Rachel got her thing heated up mine went cold again. But yeah, whatever. Ugh. Least got to talk to Nazri and a few others downstairs. Anyway, I just finished my assignment and passed it on to Rachel since I probably can't hand it in tomorrow due to my placement (well I might be able to, but I won't risk it, if I miss the bus to get back I'll be delayed until I miss the deadline).

Now to work on my proposal of what I would like to do with Debbie for our chance to teach the kids for 45 minutes. I want to do this mind challenge/riddle kind of thing.

The problem of late classes.

So Raine told me today that on Friday, the bus that leaves for the Multicultural Ball is at like 5:30 - 5:45 PM. I have class until 5 PM. And this is me spending the rest of my time worrying about how I will pull this off. It doesn't really make me feel good but I guess I'll skip my last tutorial at 4 PM, but I still need to go to the tutorial because next week is my turn for the group presentation and I don't even know who I'm grouped with. So yeah, I'm gonna show up in the beginning while we're waiting for the class to start to find out who it is and then run off. But I really don't like the idea of skipping a tutorial. Oh well. I should learn next year not to get 4 PM classes on Friday (at least I didn't get the 5 PM tutorial, lol).

I spent from 8:30 - 10:30 today handing out fliers for the poster thingy. I was disappointed that they only allowed me to work for 2 hours. I wanted longer. So I only made $24. Boooo. Oh well, this is the first time I've made money. So heh, it still makes me happy. And I know now that when people are handing out fliers, I'll take it with a smile. It hurt when I was trying to hand out the fliers and people just gave me death glares and ignored me. It's terrible when a large group of people come (I was standing by the Bus Loop) and when one person rejects me everyone else follows after him, ignoring me one by one.

And now to decide what to cook for tonight. I guess... chicken, veggies and potatoes! I have these potatoes for ages that I haven't eaten so I think I'll eat it instead of rice.

A blog once again!

So I decided after... who knows how many years, to once again get a blog. This is more for myself then for anyone to read, as the title says, as I can't remember things that happen two weeks ago, so I thought I would blog it all down. Would be nice to read what I do years later. I should of did it in first semester but I didn't. Boo. There goes my first semester of my first year of uni. I'm not putting down anything really secret though, so I don't really care if anyone else reads.

So, let's have a rundown of where I am right now for anyone who doesn't know. I'm currently in Melbourne, Australia. I came here in February, I'm doing the Bachelor of Arts/Bachelor of Education degree at Monash University Clayton campus. The major I'm aiming for is English Literature, with a minor in English as an International Language (ESL). I'm also taking Media Studies right now but it's shit so I'll probably drop it next year. Oh, and right now my English Literature unit is on fantasy narratives, cause I didn't want to do the culture one. So I have to read and write on things like Narnia, The Hobbit, Alice in Wonderland, Wizard of Oz and stuff. I know everyone tells me how fun that sounds but I still hate it. I mean, I really don't have time anymore to read a novel every single week. Which is what this unit requires. Especially when I don't want too. Anyhow, I currently live at the Halls of Residence, the dorms/hostel on-campus.

Anyhow, Liz came by yesterday. I showed her and her dad around the Clayton campus, and probably scared her on how huge it is and how far the Halls are. But Liz, if you read this, trust me. If you walk down those paths like 4 times a day you'll get used to it. When I first came I really wanted a bike but the walking now is just a short trot for me. But yeah, after coming to Clayton I kind of realise now that bigger campus IS NOT better. It's annoying having to run around here and there. I wanna go back to the absolutely tiny ISB. At least it doesn't take me ages to get to one point from another.

Didn't do much today. Just went for the lecture on The Hobbit. I was happy that I finally managed to finish it in the morning, I thought I wouldn't make it but turns out the last bunch of pages was the first chapter of LoTR. Anyway, I have no classes on Wednesday so I phoned up this guy on whether I could help with poster promotions on campus. And he said I could come in the morning. So yay~ for the first time in my life ever I'm actually gonna earn money? At least this way I don't feel so bad spending $50 on the ticket for the Multicultural Night (if you don't know, it's a ball basically on Friday night).

I cooked some carbonara today (I didn't make the sauce though) but maybe I should of added salt or something. Since it tasted so bland it was bad. Bleh. Maybe I'll try making it from scratch next time but I dunno what cream to buy. And I saw the fishie in Rachel's room. It's pretty cute, even though fish do nothing. And it turns out the fishie's that were in Debbie's room died so I was like... O.O.. fish die too fast.

And my Education placement is next week. Going back to the same Primary school except this time I'm with grade 5 and 6. Noooo! I don't think I can teach, mark or explain how to do their standard of Mathematics. I was already have trouble with grade 3 and 4! I guess a change of environment would be good but at least gimme the preps or something! Even worse is that me and my buddy, Debbie can't go there at the same time. Since our timetables don't match. First reaction I had was like "Shit! There goes my ride T___T". I have to bring out the bus schedule and figure out how to get there. Aww... man. Alone with grade 5 and 6's.

It's okay... this is like a test. I should be able to do this myself.