Hey old friends! This is probably the longest interval I've left between blog entries - close to a year!. I've been meaning to write one up since late last year, but every time I thought of doing it, I was just about to sleep, or I had an assignment due the next day, or I'd be working in 10 minutes. So, finally, the prime time has come to write my prized blog entry - in the middle of my university mid-semester exams! :D
So, I'll try to address everything that I mentioned in my last entry. I did alright for my WACE exams, but I got a lot less than what I expected. As in, I always lower my standards to not get shocked if it's bad. Well, my score was below my already-lowered standards. It was disappointing but I kept telling myself that in the end, it doesn't really matter since I'd get into uni anyway, and high school scores don't matter in uni.
As mentioned, I'm in university doing Geographic Information Science. I've been asked about 50 times what degree I'm doing by friends and strangers, and each time, I say that huge goddamn 9-syllable degree. After which, they go 'uhh wut' and I have to give them the full description. Out of all those people, only one knew that GIS was. For all you uneducated swines, it's basically creating maps & analysing it with the data surveyors collect. At the end of it, my mouth feels like it's run a marathon. At least it makes conversation. Honestly, uni is pretty decent. I'm currently finishing up statistics, maths, programming (Python) and GISystems units. I'm doing pretty well in them, astronomically better than my grades in high school. Hopefully that'll be the same for the rest of my 3 years.
The girlfriend and I are coming up on our 1 year and 4 months. Things are really, really good with her. We've gotten a lot better in terms of dealing with our relationship compared to this time last year. A lot of progress has been made with communication, especially when arguments are sparked and we deal with them in a much more mature fashion. We do things out of our normal routine to make sure the other feels wanted and important. We make an effort. I make her cute origami, she writes me cute letters, I hide hearts around her room, she spends all day snuggled up with me when I have the flu even though she might get it as well. We highlight each others' flaws, which brings into our attention that we should fix them, for them, so we make each other better people overall. We've had our ups and our downs but after every interaction, it gets just that little bit better, which adds up in the long run.
Anyway, I'm not Mr Fang, enough with this relationship business. One last thing though - I told my parents about her! I told my mum first about 3 months ago, and she took it a lot better than I thought. Actually, for the whole time, she was trying to work out -why- I was how I was and what could've been the causes of it. I told my dad a few days later since he was overseas. However, not all is good. The general message from them was "We accept it and love you for it, but we still hope you end up with a guy". Well, I didn't expect them to be 100% supportive, but this is pretty good!
America was pretty sweet as well. We went from New York to Buffalo to Washington to Charleston to Orlando and Miami to New Orleans to Texas to San Antonio to Sedona to the Grand Canyon to Vegas and to LA! I've probably missed out a few locations but you get the geographical gist. All of it we took by road with a car, aside from Miami - New Orleans. 6 weeks in America is certainly an adventure. When I was in Sedona, it snowed! I was very happy :D . There were so many things to eat and places to eat and the country is so rich with history. I'm really lucky to have parents like this who were willing to go on this big expensive trip, and my first time to America.
Now for the future. I'm gonna start going to the gym in the holidays at the end of exams, with my guy friend to help me start out. I've noticed that all my friends are physically fit - my girlfriend since she's started rowing, my other friend who does swimming 5 times a week, and the guys at work who are huge gym junkies. For the record, I absolutely hate doing fitness-related things that are hard. I'm very unfit - I can run maybe about 700 metres before needing to stop. I've tried so many things - I did field hockey for 3 years, started up and failed yoga and numerous 'home workout' programs. A lot of people say that at the end of a long run, or after a gruelling gym session, it feels so good to push yourself and satisfying and endorphins blah blah blah. Whenever I've had to go for a long run or do hard fitness, at the end of it, I feel like dying and lying on the ground for hours. I feel like throwing up and that weird feeling that water is in my ears. But, I'm still going to give it my all, and I'm going to force myself to do it for at least half a year, since getting into the routine, the beginning, is the hardest part. I'm going to pay for a gym membership with my own money so it'll go to waste if I don't use it. I've always been tall and skinny, I want to see how different my body can look like if I put in 110%.
Whew. I really do miss writing these entries. I never realise how much I love writing until I write a big word vomit like this. Feel free to send me a PM if you wanna catch up or you're feeling lonely or you want advice for anything. I love you guys, and I'll be back! <3