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Lifting and turning

Lifting and turning

Highest point of the week: Seeing the letter of Offer from UC for nursing
Lowest point of the week: Knowing that I can’t afford the course for nursing.

I see myself setting myself up for failure. GG at following your parents’ footsteps baby.

Books Read: The Eye of the World by Robert Jordan
Deja Dead by Kathy Reichs

Books Currently Reading: Grave Surprise by Charlaine Harris
Shakespeare’s Landlord by Charlaine Harris

Most Frustrating Moment: Spending half my shift in tears because I was so so so pissed off about something, and then even more pissed off that I didn’t say more because I am actually doing my job…

Most significant Moment: Dad calling me to say my mum’s enrolled sister in a psd Business course, and I have decided that neither of them are “saveable”. gah.

Most… enjoyable moments: online retail therapy… BUT YET i HAVE MANAGED TO SAVE SOME CASH! i RULE! (not really, but I can pretend I rule. Still, I think it’s amazing I managed to save anything at all this week considering the stuff I am paying and the prices I am paying for them. mew?)

things to be glad about:
-I got offered a place despite no biology background (then again, they were mentioning that people with 1 degree gets some kind of advance standing or something? or just certification? me no understand)
- I got a flood of books to pick and read from. oh, and I am going to give terry pratchett another go. AND MISTBORN! AND THE THING JAKE RECOMMENDED! something something name of the wind.
- that I am still alive and people still love and adore me and protect me. <3

I have laid something of a plan. something. So, even if I can’t do nursing in uni for now (PR, citizenship would ensure I get some form of hecs later on), I should get started since I can actually get into the course without a biology background. but in comparison to those who does have some form of biological studies, I am really… not in comparison la….

Therefore, since I do have like, the 4th edition of Campbell’s Biology book somewhere, I should go look it up and start some readings going.

It’s at times like these that I am so glad that when I was young, I collect crazy amounts of totally un-school related educational books e.g: Arden Shakespeare (yes, we studied hamlet, king lear and what not. We didn’t do taming of the shrew (which for some odd reason I read), and various other non-essential readings that I plowed through), the Campbell’s biology, some neuro-surgery textbook I found lying in dust at a bookshop somewhere and etc.

And I am sure my dad was pretty broke, and wondering wtf I do with those books. But he bought them for me (maybe not so moronic after all), and I set about reading them. I found out stupid information that I never needed as an arts student, like how to calculate the amount of blood a human body has via their heigh-weight etc. It’s mad and fun to know :)

but perhaps this knowledge will now serve me.

hrmm….

Yes, most of this week was depressing, sad and tiring. I was probably more upset than was good and necessary for my mental health. however, there were the uplifting moments that pulled me up and gave me a hug. Yes, life is not a bed of roses, and I am glad for all the experiences I go through.

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I am still alive

I am still alive

clinging on to the Kindle. So many books, so much to flutter across, so little time T_T

Of the 4 books I have touched so far, I highly recommend:

Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro:

For some reason, I expected very traditional tale from this japanese man. or something like Murakami, profound and deep and just all… like an old man’s tale of virtues. Aiya, let’s just say I just didn’t expect the story that enulfed me k?

This book is great in many aspects. You learn as the narrator tells you. Because the narrator is consistently calm, almost in a zen way, you don’t feel as much outrage, shock, surprise, sadness or grief as another person would. you learn as the narrator learns, sees as the narrator sees. In such a clever artful way of playing with the narrator’s point of view, I, as the reader, did not see many things coming or understood things from a different angle until I am pretty close.

And yet, I still hope.

And, I think I have just about lauded it everywhere possible,

Xenolith by Arcadia Sparrow

Everyone should read it, so worthy of it’s $2 purchase and more! A story about a parallel universe with Xenoliths acting as the gateway between them two, one’s on Earth, and another (possibly) a more medieval version of Earth. I won’t share too much more than OMG TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED NEXT!!!!! >.<

ok done raving. please go back to whatever you were doing.

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ooo shiny!!

ooo shiny!!

pretty screensaver *_*

I got my Kindle earlier than when I was meant to get it. I am incredibly obsessed with it and have already drowned one book since I have gotten it (24 hours), and is now trying to read 3 other books simultaneously.

paperback... kindle... iphone

When I first opened the packaging, I thought they stuck one of those shitty “part of the packaging” screen covers on the screen. you know, those transparent ones with “please peel here” at the edge of the sticker, which is set in place to protect the fragile screen during delivery. Then I tug at the flick-switch on the top, and OMG, the screen changed. AND OMG… it still looked like someone printed instructions on transparencies and stuck it to the screen. :X

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By the time I could relish some free time together with it, alone, it was late Sunday night. Then the phone rang, and I was called into work and so I had to postpone this post where I get to gush about it. In place of that crazy online gushing, I brought it in to work to show it off like the stupid brat that I am.

of course, while I was proud of it, there’s plenty of big ideas forming in my head, which was why I showed it off even more. Especially to the other booklovers like me ^_^v

look how thin it is!

I installed more books on it and am trying to personalise it even more :) this is one of those things, I guess, that is about to find a permanent spot in my bag, much like my phone and camera did.

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