two thousand and eight

This year was.. Something.

Well, at the start I was depressed to death, thinking Vet Sci was gonna kill my social life. I was in a cave for the first semester, my friends thought I was deported to the moon until my exams were over, I saw daylight.

Semester 2, a bit too much on the other extreme of the spectrum. OK, a LOT! A balancing act was not my specialty. I've learnt some stuff throughout the year, but not enough, I feel.

I wouldn't say I've grown that much, but this semester was when I REALLY got to know the people I hung out with for the past couple of years. And remember how I used to always say I would never get friends as close as those from Malaysia? Well, that's shifting.

But the Wei is never happy with himself. Low self esteem? Maybe. Lack of confidence? Possibly. Hard to see huh, I'm always that fart in front of you fella who seems like he doesn't care much what people think about him. Well in fact that's a big thing for me. Me no likey, gotta get rid of that. Even this post, I was thinking about how I should write it. Fancy-pancy words? BAH, I thought, when it comes down to it, it's just a blog. What's the point.

I've been fighting the same things I've been fighting for the past.. I can't remember. I feel stunted. It's almost like I don't wanna change. But why? Comfort?

So many unanswered questions, unsolved mysteries, lessons to be learnt! I wake up in the morning thinking, what am I doing? What's the meaning of all this? Okay, I need to read Purpose Driven Life.

Woot I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. Sometimes I wonder, do people look up to me? Or am I just some clown, being the main attraction just for laughs? Or do I really have something in me? I wanna read minds some time! :)

Yea, really, I'm weird. Sometimes, it's weird how my eyes start seeing things way smaller than they usually are. And I can't snap out of it voluntarily, but when I do, I don't realise it. A lot of times, when I'm in a PERFECTLY SILENT place, I hear a LOUD buzzing noise, VERY high frequency! Explain that please? I think it's not just me. And I always imagine myself in a movie. When I walk home from uni, when I go grocery shopping, etc. I pop on my earphones, and imagine watching myself right that instant on tv. I'll think about where to place the cameras, how they should pan, what music I want added into it. And I always walk according to the beat of what I'm listening to, imagining an invisible crew filming me in front, while I mouth the words and break out into spins and dance moves. People stare at me sometimes. :(

Okay, this was supposed to be about my year.

2008. You were ONE kuh-RAY-zee emprise. Haha, emprise. There you go, fancy-pancy.