Summer rain

Summer is here, or technically in Australia so I am on a break for three months which is pretty much awesome and lame at the same time. Its nice to be home for a long period of time (not to mention the cold rainy weather is such a treat) but its pretty boring. I don't have much to do. Yes, I have my piano, mounds of books to read and the occasional 'hang outs' with my friends from high school but I have this Stockholm syndrome to assignments and quite honestly, the whole atmosphere of zero work is driving me nuts. I am actually wondering if that whole workaholic gene from my dad has been passed to me. Not a trait that I am proud of.

I have also started drawing recently. I can't remember when I stopped drawing but I have suddenly picked up this doodling thing. Yeah doodles but not you average doodles on a piece of school book. No these are a bit like drawings but in a doodle kind of way (I wonder if anybody could answer that), so its pretty cool. I was really happy because I rediscovered my old passions, and yes reading included because for the past couple of years, I have read very few books and that whole 'phase' had no room for these stuff.

Another thing that has been bothering me is exercise. If you know (or have seen me) you would know that I am an exercise deprived person. So whats the flaw; laziness, lack of discipline and a fear of fratenising. Yes pretty ridiculous you may think but it creeps me out! So I think its high time and due for me to get started on something about it. Dunno if I should live update on the blog. Will have to think about that. What do you think

So as for the books on my list for the holidays:

1. Brisingr by Christopher Paolini

2. The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova

3. The Valkyries by Paulo Coellho.

If i finish them the the list goes on. Will let you guys know. Some other time then. Adios.

Another week

So its another week before my mid-semester break thus as you can see that I am a little more free to blog. Things seem to be falling into place pretty nicely. I have finally got a space of my own; when I say space, its a room I am renting at my cousins place. But still, its rewarding, my first step to independence. However, my parents may have not digested that I am a university student yet but I believe (and pray) that they get there.

So life was pretty much hectic up till yesterday and all of a sudden, I feel like I have nothing (when essentially there is always something to do). So university life is not so bad. Looking forward to a few interesting stuff this week:

1. Guitar lessons tomorrow

2. A party night out with my best friend in the whole wide world

3. A night out with my classmates

4. and of course... MID-SEMESTER BREAK.

Not a bad week. Not at all. But somethings are missing. Though several factors have played a part in this... something to do with Teen Wolf, Tyler Posey, being single and feeling lonely. I don't think I have to elaborate anymore and its not what you think it is. Though Teen Wolf and Tyler Posey may seem a little odd in the picture but people who know me well will understand. To those who don't... well, just try and see what you guys can do to string them. Yes, you might think I am ranting about this all over again but yeah guess what people, I am probably one of the few guys out there who go hormonal. Sorry, I can't do anything about it. Well its already 10pm. Might watch a movie before bed. Class at 8am bright and early tomorrow! Adios!

Destressing

So 2 months have passed. It has been a real roller-coaster. Adding up to my work at college, I am force to deal with personal questions about my logistics, accommodation and my focus on studies. What a mess. It is difficult, no doubt. I am in constant stress about the future and what it holds for me. Whether what I am doing now is really my best and if my very best is sufficient to the deals made. These questions linger within me. It has cost me so much. So much so, that my skin is looking like a wretched reptilian skin (thanks to my eczema) and stomach aches. All is stress and stress became my all. I, for a moment, thought that I could not deal with it anymore. It was too much to take. I am always edgy, I did not want to admit I was stressed out neither was I doing anything to make me feel better. It made things so much more worst that I felt 24 hours in a day was not enough. But as always, the Almighty was there to point out the right direction. It always works that way, either a movie or a book or a song. This time, it was a movie, and I am not going to elaborate much about it but just for the record, its a Hindi movie entitled 3 Idiot. So you can Google that up and watch it to find out what is was all about. That movie had taught me so much about University life and what is expected of a student in the present and not to dwell with the misty future. I knew from then on, what was my problem.

I wanted to change. I could not let my life just drown in stress and not focus on my education and even worst, affect my health. So today, we had a prayer in the temple. And as I was praying, I envisioned a rock made out of my worries and stress. Then, I took a club, just like the ones the Hindu Gods possess and I broke that rock. I smashes it until there was no foundation for it to come up again. I could feel my body vibrating as this happened but hoped nobody saw this, they must have thought I was going mad. But I did it, and I felt so much better. I fell like I was lightened and now I am going to go through those gates and come out like a shining star. I will work hard but I will also work smart and make life a little easier for myself. Cut some slack and just enjoy life. I tend to doubt myself in times like this; whether all of this will last. even as I am typing this down, it almost seems hypocritical. However, I am going to go through this and I am just going to give it my best shot. Live life and achieve. Adios guys. Will talk to you soon.

The Tertiary

So as I am writing this, I'm sitting infront of a computer in my university's crowded library, in half curses towards the printer which has decided to screw up and to prevent me from printing my timetable while in the midst of this, my Biology lecture notes are still unfinished multiplied by another two more untouched lecture notes and I am less than 45 minutes away from a 1 hour chemistry lecture.

So this is what my life at Monash University looks or more, sounds like. The pressure of doing well is constantly in battle with my dear old friend; laziness. It's quite terrifying, it gets kind of violent. However, I just can't hold myself to just sit back and smile at all this. I really like this lifestyle. new goals, new atmosphere, new place, new people and new knowledge. So many things to look forward, and one of it is my new found freedom.

Being an university student does give you a sense of pride. Yes, there were some up and downs these past few weeks, mainly the issue were about the finances but I can't help but be proud of myself that somehow, I have managed to come so far and I am pursuing a Bachelor's degree. So let's see how things go. Of course, I'll keep posting, just keep things updated but when the exam season is here, I guess I'll be on an indefinite hiatus. Will talk some other time, class awaits... =D... Adios.

Finding What Seems Lost.

So some things happened this week. You could call them milestones but I dunno, to me they are very substantial but I believe there are much bigger and greater things ahead of me. Now this particular post may sound a little corny but what to do, I am always claimed corny. Nothing much there.

Well after many many opportunities, I managed to watch Disney's Enchanted and Tangled. Yes, it has been a bit late but what to do, nevertheless, better late then never. Other than the fact that after watching this and memories of my childhood came crashing down ( if you haven't already know, I literally grew up watching the Disney fairytale series since I was a baby) and before I come to that, the thing that I want to express is the art of true love. As children, we have seen and hoped, true love will be exactly like the cartoons on TV but as we grow, the constant pace of the torture and the assassination of out innocence has robbed us all of our hopes and dreams. Not all of us are able to resurrect those memories when we watch theses when we are older but I know I have. I now yearn for that fairytale love. As cliche as it may sound but I yearn for true love. I yearn for love's first kiss that is full of passion and emotion rather then its sensual reference, loves true kiss. We live in world full of sex and it makes me wonder; we're is true love? The love that will conquer all? The love that only death will do a couple apart? The love that is deemed to be sacrificed?

This week also marks the end of the Harry Potter series in the movies of course. Even though the books ended almost four years ago, but the last of the Potter movies seems like a validation of its epic conclusion. Many of us, are the "Potter Generation". I grew up with Harry Potter. I was there through everything what he went through. I cried when he did, I laughed when he did. I dreamed of all the adventures and thrills and hoped I would find mine one day, but maybe it wont be so magical, yet then again, the word magical leaves many perceptions. Harry Potter made me who I am today and all that I believe in. It was my everything; my childhood and adolescence. This plus all those Disney shows, it really leaves an impact on me.

So what am I am going to do? I am going to find it, the things that I want since those days. I am going to fight for them; Love and Adventure. Who knows, I may join a quest and find true love along the way or by finding love I fill fall into a journey. So I will keep my fingers cross and take a leap of faith. Sound good, huh? I have a good feeling about this. Let's wait and see. Till soon and catch you next time. Adios.