I couldn’t get myself to sleep until 2 o’clock this morning. I was forcing my brain to completely shut down and rest just so I could have so much energy to get everything done for today. When I woke up this morning, my head was pounding, mainly due to lack of sleep and loads of thinking (for the reasons to be explained later on this post) . =/
Timetables were released 8 o’clock this morning and I went to the business campus as early as I could to avoid being held up on a long que. “If you arrived late, you have less chance to get in to your first lecture (if you have one at 9am) because there will be hundreds of other students who will be collecting their individual timetables as well” warns the course administrator the other day. There was a handful of early birds like me when I arrived in the refrectory room down in the basement.

I had my timetable earlier that what I was expecting and was surprised that my first lecture for this day -Monday- is at 2pm. I have 5 free hours to get other things done before my first lecture starts.
It means:
1) I can go back to my flat and re-write the most confusing timetable I have ever seen in my entire life (which is unplanned btw)
2) Go to the shops and get drinking water, vinegar and flour
3) Go to the reception and ask for my mailbox key so I can check my letter mails and check if my parcel from my loving parents has arrived.
4)Put my clothes in the wash
5)Vacuum my room
6)Book a train ticket back to Wales
7) etc etc etc

Before writing anything else, one of the reasons I probably couldn’t get myself to sleep last night is that I couldn’t, really couldn’t wait to see my timetable. When I was re-writing it this morning, I checked on week 5. Which is supposed to be a week off but unfortunately and shockingly IS NOT. I was so effin’ mad and upset because my plan number 6) was ruined. It means even if I really really want to go back home next month, there is just no chance, AT ALL, that it is going to happen.
I can’t do anything but to just deal with it and make it as one of my ‘watebur’ moments in this life.

Moving on, I was happy and excited because I got my parcel from my Dad and Mom which includes all these essential things that I supposed I will be needing to cope with this new life I am having.

In the box were:

-Knives
-Cutleries
-Chopping board
-Rice Cooker
-Printer
-Wok
-Detergent Powder
-etc etc etc

and the most important one:

ta dah!!!

WATER FILTER. It means I don’t have to go to shops to get myself a 5 litre drinking water and bring it all the way to my flat. Which is yeah, you got that right, REALLY HEAVY. lol

After doing most of the things on my to-do-list I got myself ready for my first lecture.
Walking down the street, crossing the road on my way to Clephan Building, I was nearly killed by this car (of course being driven by a stupid driver) approaching towards me. I freaked out and almost had a heart attack. Blimey! I still want to see what’s University Life is really like; run over me as much as you want; but not yet. Phuleez! Not yet.

My first lecture was FUN. Funny module tutor, complicated subject, a room full of different students from across the globe and new found friends. What more can I ask for. (VACATION PLEASE.) lol
The second lecture was BORING.

And the third and last one (for today only) was Oh-goodness-I-don’t-think-I-can-do-this type of lecture.

Anyway I couldn’t complain more. I’m just thankful that I am now back here in my flat, peaceful-ish and relaxing-ish. I was so tired from what I’ve done today. And still I have this overflowing to-do-list, as always, that I need, really need, to finish as soon as possible.

More updates if I have time.
Laterzzzz. =)

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