I have successfully conquered my first week of uni. but really, i am still in holiday mode. ie, waiting for dramas to upload it's ass onto the net every morning and not contemplating about sleeping till it's too late. defintiely not a good start to uni.

talking about not having good starts, i dont think not doing week 1 homework is that great either. because, yesterday, i realised how screwed i am, ie, trying to tackle questions and problems without understanding the concepts, or to be more exact, what are the concepts they want me to understand. Clearly, this does not help you in tutorial when you everything you written with your general knowledge is clearly, wrong. I have learnt from this. This is something i hope not to do, in the near future. But this does not explain why i have done jack shit today either. teehee.

okay, Day 1. I woke up bright and early. it was 6:00AM to be exact. This is a very big shift from my normal 1PM waking process. This process includes opening my eyes to tell myself that i'm awake, then start rolling around my bed, back and forth, being too lazy to get out. Okays, so as clear as i remember, i took T64 to westmead station then trained it to Central. Plan was to meet up with Gary and Hanchao at central by 8:30, but nothing went according to plan for me. Our first lecture was at 9am. and by the time i got to central station, it was already 8:50. go me. This clearly explains the fact why we were half an hour late. Very first day and already late.
Not to mention the amount of stairs in UNSW. FAROUT. clearly. i have told GHO that i will lose at least 5kg by the end of this week. This seems very promising considering me running from one tutorial to another, involving massive flights of stairs.

okays, because school is starting again, i think i am back to my daily form of blogging. ranting. great way to procrastinate. like how i am procrastinating my ECON and ACCT homework, which was supposedly due yesterday. damnations. i see no bright future ahead for me in uni either.
HAZZAH my life is near completion. Have bought most textbooks for my required course, but have no clue on how to use them. And i am being very literal.
Scenario:
It was a cold night at 10pm, homework is due the next morning, yours truly, has yet to do their homework.
Me: *rings rings*
Gary: Hello?
Me: What's for homework? i cant find it anywhere!!!!
Gary: *says something related to being in course outline*
Me: But i dont understand the course outline. OHH does DQ mean discussion question? iderno, im flipping through my text book right now but i can not find the questions.
Gary: Yeah!, me neither.
Me: *fliips from textbook* yup, i still derno what to do.
Gary: Did you buy the right textbook?
Me: *pauses*
Gary: well?
Me: i hope so? it's _________ right?

so convo was basically like that for 5 minutes until he told me page numbers and question numbers. i still have yet to open my accounting textbook. Namely my creative answers already seemed so stupid in my Econ homework. Clearly why the student next to me in tute was smirking at my answers. This does not bode well. hmph. especially when he asks me "did you attend your lecture?", and i sadly answered "yes" as well. GAH.
hey look! GAH. it has a new meaning now.

hmm, i am being a very decent blogger this time!.
oh now to mention my very first fob friend at uni.
introduction...
Me: *being all enthusiastic, wanting to make new friends mood* HI WHAT'S YOUR NAME!
Fob: lok lok
Me: WOK?! (LOLZ)
Fob: lok lok
Me: Lachlan?
Fob: lok lok
Me: Sorry, repeat that? :S
Fob: lok lok
Me: Oh. hi lok lok, im andrew.

oh man, i gotta change the "fob" if i decide to friend him and lead him to my blog page. but still. Wok. LOLZ.  okay, i shall stop. i have realised that i type "lol" for no reason too much. This has sunk in when someone texted me, "why is half your txt msg "LOL"?". at that moment, i felt really, sad.
Fobs at uni are so Fobby. MY NAME IS XIONFROIDE. but you can call me Sandy. They are both really gay names. Im sorry, i shall stop insulting Sandy.  Before they all decide to come to my house and eat me alive, or something.
Oh, my two dearest fat-est so-es are gnna be tested on their driving skills on Wednesday and Thursday. Fattest to Fat respectively. I wish their eye sight will not fail them, and that they are smart enough to know that red means stop and yellow also means prepare to stop, and not "HURRY UP". Because really, yeah.

i have just realised that i begin each paragraph with Oh. This shall discontinue now. Anywhos, it's late and yours truly really needs some sleep. To like you know, absorb all the knowledge he needs on how to graph y= x^2 and stuff properly. *heavy sarcasm*. Because i totally need to know it all for Life Science. Stupidity of Life Science makes me want to do 1151, where you need to get E4 4u and high E4 for 3u. i do not suffice this :(.