prathy

big guys first. big things first.

my life course, as i mentioned last last months, has been decided. rather abrupt, both unfortunately and luckily. i'll be in perth in approximately 80 days from now, to attend college. the irony, i got accepted after only passing up my semester 1 grades, which is not even that close to impressive. sad, really, how smart some people can be, as is I.

know what, i am becoming a complete wreck because of this thing. it's so.. BIG. i mean, in a sudden, i lost all the last traces of my childhood, and i am expected to shed my old skin here in jakarta, and is supposed to grow anew there in perth. no offense perth, but i think you're a wreck, too. how many elevators are there in the whole city? the indo-chinese population? malls, not shopping centers? none, or at most, one.

i dont even know where it starts. i found out that i signed my application letter 36 hours after i actually sent it (under the showerhead, too!) and got the ultimate shock of my life. well, picture this: i was singing no boundaries by kris allen under the hot hot shower with such beautifully loud voice that at times, i think i am of barbra streisand's class, and it struck me. i was literally paralyzed. thank the gods, it was nothing physical, but still. shocked the hell out of me.

i am to be a financial analyst. now is the part where you ask: you like it, babe? and recently, i just figured that my answer is: well, i like maths. which concludes, problem does not lie there. then the 75 average i got to maintain for the rest of my uni life? not too. it is the life. i am pretty much family oriented, and know what, i feel quite sad without them even with all the downsides we've had this past months.

but is it enough to let go of this golden sand in your hands? which will seep out of your hand ASAYou allou it too? not a fucking chance.

what creeps me out, is the fact that i have to deal with mom's constant wreckage about how a simple life can get so costly in there. true, but what can you do ? (if you realise, the previous sentence rhymes!!) she's had her share of complaining and exhausting about the price of tissue, bottled water and blah blah blah in the first two days of our survey in perth. yet it's not enough. know where i got my grumbling traits from? both parents' DNAs.

okk. now i'm feeling it, tired. might as well sleep until i get to write again.