So the start of school is super challenging. First, the nasal infection didnt go off and I was feeling sick and frazzled all throughout the orientation week. The lymph node at my neck is still swollen. Doc said it'll stay that way for another month. Awesome possum. Secondly, my breakout start acting up again prior to a project with a HUGE team of 18 people. (I can really open up a soccer team with that much of people, yanoe..)And there I go walking around in campus like a 16 year old teenager with inflamed crappy skin, which in fact is VERY DECEIVING. Need to get back on Doxycycline, fast! And thirdly, I'm still not settling in my hall yet. But luckily, my uncle helped me in sending my stuffs over today and I have to clean the place up abit tomorrow and get ready for school on Monday.

GAH!Monday. Oh my god. This is really happening. Im looking forward to Monday's lessons. 3 hours of Drawing class and Visual Literacy. But I'm soooooo not looking forward to Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Back-to-back lessons without any break in between the 6 hours. My head is going to burst!!!!! Education Psychology seems interesting but I have the feeling that I 'm going to dread the other two core modules. Tonnes of project works, GAH!!

*Keep calm & go slow -steady*   *breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out*

 First week is still in the initial stages of friendship where people are just trying to be cordial and all..I learnt a good lesson in managing a bunch of strangers. Perhaps I'm the kind of person who too wired in my INFJ influence, that I overlook the fact that people don't necesarily open up to others that easily. Perhaps teamwork is harder to forge, and different people have different set of values and perspective. Am I being selfish if I want them to bond and work together? Or am I just that serious in my manner of doing things? Cuzzie told me to let things work naturally and that I shouldn't give up just yet. Maybe I just need to give in some time for such things to develop on it's own. Part of which , I hate to agree with him, but he's right this time round.

No doubt I missed my friends. Such a paradox. To be excited over new ones, and to be missing the old ones. That's how life is.  So contradictory that I get emotional over this. Or maybe it's just PMS again.