Some Like it Haute

first day of school.

i didn't have any lessons but i crashed a class that i was thinking of bidding for. oh well, it was a rather enjoyable lesson though i have a sneaky feeling the professor was more interested in mapping out his life story than going through the syllables in detail. haha..

oh i see so many unfamilar faces! i almost felt like a freshman myself.. but over lunch with vanessa, i kicked back my heels, leaned back on my seat and put up my best interpretation of a cool experienced third year student.. BROU HAHA. i don't even think the auntie cleaner was convinced.. BAH.

after eight months of where-did-my-textbook-go, it is defintely time to turn up the mug-mode..

i just got home from the airport after sending wai of to amsterdam. i can't believe she's gone!!! WAHHH for two whole semesters.. standing at the departure gates reminded me of my send-off seven months earlier. the fear of an overweight lugagge, the overwhelming sense of excitment which blanketed any xenophobia, the guilty feeling for wanting to go away so badly.. how i wished i was the one waving good-bye to the people i would miss most.

my mum just informed me that my younger sister will be home this wednesday- talk about an impromptu decision. my mum was all mollycoodling.. worried about her being all lonely in durham.. i mean, HONESTLY!? if you want to bring up a child who's build on nerves of steel and truly independent.. then again, it would be nice to have another presence in the house, especially around the dinner table- kind of takes the heat of being the center of attention and conversation.