Finals are finally over and I cannot believe it but I'm kinda longing to write papers again. HAHA. Says a lot about my life if I miss school, and that I'm feeling empty because I have now nothing to do.
That aside, Yiru sparked my interest with writing about the contemporary and modern situation- enough to want to make me watch a little more of Futurama, at least.
With that said, I'm hoping to be able to write a paper like "Futurama- Is Moral Consciousnesses a human concept?" Or " A Feminist rereading of Robin Thicke's Blurred lines" or something.
What's wrong with me. Eek.
On another note, going to New Zealand for exchange has suddenly become extremely concrete. Not that it wasn't before, mind you, but up till now I had been living behind the Let's-Finish-Exams-First barrier. Now that finals are over, I'm finding myself suddenly engulfed in having to deal with VISA applications, chest X-Rays (seriously), and the booking of the airplane ticket. It's overwhelming. I'm apprehensive. I'm not one who likes to venture out of my comfort zone, because I like the sensation of being cacooned by the familiar. I like the comfort (if you could even call it that) of NTU's familiar profs, the familiar friends and faces, but well, that's something that needs to be overcome. I need to learn how to break away from this shell, to enter into a unknown realm.
As one of my profs said this semester-" Realise your potential. Believe that you have the capabilites to go out there and do something good. I have faith in you, and you should have faith in yourself. Go out there, make friends, do something new, and above all, enjoy yourself. Welcome New Zealand with open arms. " (Lee, 2014)
New Zealand then, let's do this. University of Waikato, here I come.
That aside, Yiru sparked my interest with writing about the contemporary and modern situation- enough to want to make me watch a little more of Futurama, at least.
With that said, I'm hoping to be able to write a paper like "Futurama- Is Moral Consciousnesses a human concept?" Or " A Feminist rereading of Robin Thicke's Blurred lines" or something.
What's wrong with me. Eek.
On another note, going to New Zealand for exchange has suddenly become extremely concrete. Not that it wasn't before, mind you, but up till now I had been living behind the Let's-Finish-Exams-First barrier. Now that finals are over, I'm finding myself suddenly engulfed in having to deal with VISA applications, chest X-Rays (seriously), and the booking of the airplane ticket. It's overwhelming. I'm apprehensive. I'm not one who likes to venture out of my comfort zone, because I like the sensation of being cacooned by the familiar. I like the comfort (if you could even call it that) of NTU's familiar profs, the familiar friends and faces, but well, that's something that needs to be overcome. I need to learn how to break away from this shell, to enter into a unknown realm.
As one of my profs said this semester-" Realise your potential. Believe that you have the capabilites to go out there and do something good. I have faith in you, and you should have faith in yourself. Go out there, make friends, do something new, and above all, enjoy yourself. Welcome New Zealand with open arms. " (Lee, 2014)
New Zealand then, let's do this. University of Waikato, here I come.
