I have no idea how I should be feeling, happy or sad.
Good news is I did faily well in my english presentation which I spent a lot of time preparing and then worrying about it. At least that's what one of my markers told me. I know it tuned out better than I expected, but really breathed a huge sigh of relief when Lee Simpson (my previous SNZ teacher) said congrats and told me I did a good job. *smiles*
Bad news was I lost my necklace! For those who know me well might notice that I frequently wear my gold cross necklace given to me by my parents. I know it probably didn't worth that much, but to me, it was priceless. My (sort of) good luck charm, something I've worn since I was very very young is lost now, somewhere in Christchurch... waa. I felt more disappointed than sad at myself, knowing that if I had clasped it on tighter that morning, it wouldn't have slipped off my neck. But there's nothing to do now except to keep praying for it to somehow reappear again, and be realistic and accept the fact that it is really gone. GONE.
I am such a slacker. Bleh. I should be at least half way preparing for my seminar by now, but I haven't even read through my research articles... Beginning is soooo difficult and torturing. sigh
Anyway, my body is aching esp in the knees and I feel like a 80 year old ah ma right now. The reason being me joining a walk of more than 6 hours (more like a climb) up Mount Herbert on Tuesday.
It was Anthony's birthday, so someone came up with an idea to have a picnic to celebrate his bdae 900+ m above sea level. Brilliant idea, actually. I don't even remember how I managed getting up there on the peak, but the feeling of accomplishment is definitely a great one. So we had banana cake and muffins, enjoyed the scenery while trying to keep the candles alight long enough for the birthday song to finish...haha. All in all, enjoyed the walk, chat, and scenery very much!
Anyway, my body is aching esp in the knees and I feel like a 80 year old ah ma right now. The reason being me joining a walk of more than 6 hours (more like a climb) up Mount Herbert on Tuesday.
It was Anthony's birthday, so someone came up with an idea to have a picnic to celebrate his bdae 900+ m above sea level. Brilliant idea, actually. I don't even remember how I managed getting up there on the peak, but the feeling of accomplishment is definitely a great one. So we had banana cake and muffins, enjoyed the scenery while trying to keep the candles alight long enough for the birthday song to finish...haha. All in all, enjoyed the walk, chat, and scenery very much!
i believe in simple things
Holidays are here again. Its now only 6 days to Christmas and *gasp* 38 days away from going back to Kooooching!!! Excited alone is not enough to describe my feelings, though a huge part of me wanted to be home right this moment, getting ready and doing a million things before the year comes to an end.
So apart from constant whining, I managed to take the bus myself to church Sunday morning and went to a cherry farm for some serious cherry-picking. We took advantage of the pay $2 per entry and eat-all-you-can offer and ended up with bloated stomachs. Also, I took home almost 2 kilos of yummy cherries which costed 7 bucks each kg. Not bad considering I bought 2 kgs for $14 each for my parents a while ago at the supermarket.
Later on the day, we played badminton and saw a cheeky Santa. Oh, about the santa, while walking through Riccarton mall, Catherine and I saw a rather bored looking santa claus sitting on his carriage or sth, and decided to give him a friendly wave. Then, I got something I didn't quite expected. Then santa waved back, and took off his mask/beard thingy, and gave us the "call me" gesture! haha. We giggled like 10 year old girls, walked away, and didn't quite believed that we caught a santa claus flirting. Speaking of odd santas, a group of drunkards dressed at santas caused a huge riot in Auckland, throwing around bottles, doing crazy stunts, and even injuring security people. sigh. What will the kids say?!
Anyway I finally successfully downloaded the song "Simple things" by Amy Grant. Simple lyrics with a profound meaning:
So apart from constant whining, I managed to take the bus myself to church Sunday morning and went to a cherry farm for some serious cherry-picking. We took advantage of the pay $2 per entry and eat-all-you-can offer and ended up with bloated stomachs. Also, I took home almost 2 kilos of yummy cherries which costed 7 bucks each kg. Not bad considering I bought 2 kgs for $14 each for my parents a while ago at the supermarket.
Later on the day, we played badminton and saw a cheeky Santa. Oh, about the santa, while walking through Riccarton mall, Catherine and I saw a rather bored looking santa claus sitting on his carriage or sth, and decided to give him a friendly wave. Then, I got something I didn't quite expected. Then santa waved back, and took off his mask/beard thingy, and gave us the "call me" gesture! haha. We giggled like 10 year old girls, walked away, and didn't quite believed that we caught a santa claus flirting. Speaking of odd santas, a group of drunkards dressed at santas caused a huge riot in Auckland, throwing around bottles, doing crazy stunts, and even injuring security people. sigh. What will the kids say?!
Anyway I finally successfully downloaded the song "Simple things" by Amy Grant. Simple lyrics with a profound meaning:
Wake up baby look around
Birds sing, ooooh that sound
Reminds me of a line
From Unchained Melody
Feel like I'm a little girl
Best thing in the whole wide world
Is I can see the makings of a memory
I remember how it used to be
Well I'm still dreaming...
Cuz I dream of simple things
I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things
Ain't nothing like a sunny day
Chit-chat at a street cafe
Just paint the picture, baby
Where you wanna be
Take a walk, take a ride
So far, you and I
Don't need a plan
But we can share
This revelry
I remember how I used to want it all
Funny now the big things seem so small
I dream of simple things
I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things
Through all the days
The blues, the greys
A ray of light keeps shining...
the goodbye season
waaaaaaaaa... I feel really low right now. Even getting A for english essay and Stats test didn't cheer me up. Reason is soooo many people I care about are leaving for the holidays or leaving for good. *teary*
After watching King Kong last nite (really good movie btw), I met up with Ivan to say goodbye. Sigh, how I hate that word. Funny how a person can feel "good" when saying bye. Anyway, we went to Denny's, talked like old frens, and enjoyed each other's company before he goes back today. Which means I won't see that annoying, funny jerk for 3 whole weeks! siiiiiiigh. Also, Sumaiya's going back to Oman later on today, and more shockingly, Colin (my english teacher) just announced that today will be his last day teaching at Uni of Canterbury!!! Another long sigh.
Though a lot of them has went back or are going back soon, I can look forward to the time I can go back myself...which is still 42 days away. Until then, Cath's still here to keep me company..hehe. And I'll do my best to enjoy this beautiful city called Christchurch before I leave for Dunedin next year.
(like all Kiwis say...) Cheers, mate. And have a jolly good Christmas and a wonderful New Year.
After watching King Kong last nite (really good movie btw), I met up with Ivan to say goodbye. Sigh, how I hate that word. Funny how a person can feel "good" when saying bye. Anyway, we went to Denny's, talked like old frens, and enjoyed each other's company before he goes back today. Which means I won't see that annoying, funny jerk for 3 whole weeks! siiiiiiigh. Also, Sumaiya's going back to Oman later on today, and more shockingly, Colin (my english teacher) just announced that today will be his last day teaching at Uni of Canterbury!!! Another long sigh.
Though a lot of them has went back or are going back soon, I can look forward to the time I can go back myself...which is still 42 days away. Until then, Cath's still here to keep me company..hehe. And I'll do my best to enjoy this beautiful city called Christchurch before I leave for Dunedin next year.
(like all Kiwis say...) Cheers, mate. And have a jolly good Christmas and a wonderful New Year.
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