down.

of policemen and blockheads.

did a very stupid thing today. and one big thing i'm guilty of is not trusting my parents enough to go to them even when i'm in big big trouble. all that could register during those nail-biting moments, that half hour of haggling, was the thought "what will my parents say??". it never occured to me that they could be the source of comfort, the refuge for me, something i had known as a child yet somehow forgot along the way.

dear pa and ma, i know that i disappointed you greatly today. i could write you a long long message telling you how sorry i am and all that but then actions speak louder than words, right? i'm sorry i lost your trust again, sorry that i didn't learn my lesson after the whole string of stupid things in my record. now i know why you're so paranoid about me not being so streetwise despite my very high opinion of my capability to take care of myself.

i will try not to do such stupid things again. seriously. pbsm's honour. i PROMISE!

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A few of us have moved there, namely Nickolai, Yihui, Roy, Sarah and myself. =D

I won't be closing down this blog though. Want to preserve my 16-year-old self and just keep this as a place to write down my thoughts and all. =)

Hazel's Story

We recently got a new housemate from Azerbaijan. His name is Rashad Mirza Zada. Very Harry Potter-ish right!!! I don't like him very much lah but anyway here's a story:

Sometime last week, we both got up at the same time. As we were preparing breakfast:

Him : Hazel, this morning at around 3.40 the windows were shaking.
Me : Oh, that would be the washing machine.
Him : But the windows were shaking!
Me : Ahh, you'll see.

(Later, during German class.)
Teacher : So, have you all heard? There was a small earthquake early this morning, with the epicentre at the Black Forest.
Me : !!!

So of course I got the 'I told you so' treatment that afternoon lo hor.

But let me explain myself!! The first week I arrived in Freiburg, one morning at around 5, I heard this very loud rumbling/rattling sound that lasted for around 6 minutes, AND my bed was also shaking. So I went out to look around and found that our landlord was washing his clothes. At 5a.m. in the morning. And that's why I assumed that what Rashad heard was the washing machine lah! I'm not crazy okay. =D

***

And another story:

My friend Sylvia often comes over to my room at night to chat and eat. Last night was the same. We sat down, I passed her a bag full of different chocolates and sweets and she poured them all out and studied them. She chose one sweet and asked: 'What flavour?' I didn't know. Then she took it and ate it anyway lah. Fifteen minutes and a memory game later:

Me : Eh, so what was the flavour of the sweet you just ate?
Her : *stares at me* Err....

***

=D

One Month!

Yup, it's been one month already.

Went to celebrate this month-niversary with Sylvia last night... We had dinner at home then went to Burger King for second dinner at around 10, finished that at 11 and proceeded to WALK home! Can't blame us, the weather was really so nice. And it's so safe here lah! Not like in Malaysia, I'm scared to even take out the trash at night. =P

I think I'm falling in love with Freiburg. And maybe also Sylvia. Hahahaha. I mean, it's a nice place and I have nice friends and even a place to stay already. Maybe if I pass the auditions I can stay here instead of go to Cologne?

I can hope. =)

Blogging From Uni

My friend's uni lah, not mine.

Life is good now! Only I cannot go online at home and my laptop can't work with the uni's wireless connection. Something about the network adapter being not good enough for the school's thing or something. I duno also lah.

But otherwise everything is fine, I walk a lot now, am loads healthier and fitter than when back in Malaysia, and eat a lot more. Had supper with Sylvia at 1a.m. last night. We are healthy babies (= Was 48kg when I left Malaysia last week, we'll see how heavy I am when I get back. ;)

Got to go now, got visitors today! Will try blogging more often when I get my laptop to work. It's been crashing like what only... Like every time I switch it on it'll die, then only start working the second time I switch it on. )=

Anyway, will be back! See you people soon. =)

so not ready to leave

yup.

not in the way where people cry cos they'll miss their family/friends/things, but more like the uncertainty...

i'm not saying that i won't miss the people lah, i will... especially my family. i like barging into their rooms to tell them random things like "ma!! there's a fly and a mosquito chasing each other around my room!" and then watch their expression. they usually just give me the =.= face and ignore me. =D

but what's really bothering me is how i'm going to cope with life there. who'll unpack my bag for me once i get there?? who'll listen to me crap the whole day?? who'll help me open a bank account there?? who'll keep my important documents for me?? who'll cook for me and nag at me and make sure i sleep 8 hours a day??

no one.

from tomorrow till the 27th of july, i'll have no one to rely on anymore. i'm completely on my own.

i've never been a very independent person lah. i had to ask my mom for help packing my luggage cos i just couldn't make everything fit into the bag. i only started learning to cook two weeks ago. i cannot do anything on my own without getting others' approval first. i need to have friends around me, otherwise i'd feel insecure. i used to take an hour just to pack my schoolbag. when i was small i'd always take so long to finish a meal, i fall asleep at the dinner table, then my mom would have to wake me and feed me. the longest time i've ever been away from my family at a time is around one week.

and now i'm going away for four months. am i crazy or what?

i feel small. very small.