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Uni! For reals this time

I've only really had three lectures/ tutorials so far. COFA seems so fast paced right now. Two art assignments and one of them is 40% which is kind of freaking ridiculous.

I've met some interesting people but haven't made any real, solid friends yet. Then again, I've only met all of the new people once. I'm still clueless as to whether I can handle all of this yet. So far so good. All I need is proper internet on my mac and for it to be able to stay on and functional without the charger. First world problems.

Excited for the week coming because Film studies starts this week and also this Baking Society gathering. There's been so many heavy emphasis on prior reading and the thing is, the readings are about 30 pages for each subject/tutorial.

By the way, for COFA I had to make a Twitter and Tumblr account. Follow me?

https://twitter.com/courtneyfong94
http://paperceiling.tumblr.com/

I'm probs going to make another fandom tumblr soon. I've been reblogging a lot of art and had to restrain myself from rebloggin all these Firefly photosets and Community gifs.

UNI!....sorta

Everyone are taking photos with friends in their lecture rooms or in front of a random building with the caption :"First day at uni!", or statusing about their foreign lecturers and adding new people on Facebook.

I have yet to take my first class which is tomorrow night from 6p.m. - 9p.m. Oh, and I also know for a fact that I will not know anyone in this class. Time to meet new people and make new friends. How do people do that these days again?

Is it good to be upfront about it?
Me to another loner looking person: Hey! Do you mind if I sit with you? I kind of don't know anyone in this class

Do I just sit there loner and hope someone else does it?
Friendly person: Hey! Do you mind if I sit with you? I kind of don't know anyone in this class.
Me: Of course! Go ahead. I'm Courtney, what's your name?
Friendly person: I'm Ch-
Me: OMG we totally have the same letter for our first name! Are we, like, best friends now? What's your favourite colour? Where did you go to high school? Where do you live? What's your blood type? What's your tax file number? Do you want to go for coffee after this?

Should I attempt to join an already established group of friends?
Me: I couldn't help overhearing but are you guys fans of Pretty Little Liars too? I love that show! OMG it's totally crazy what's, going on right now. I mean this person and that person being A? And Spencer...OMFG, that poor girl
Group:......
One girl from the group: OMG I'M ONLY UP TO FIRST SEASON YOU BITCH. OMFG I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TOLD ME WHO A WAS. GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK

Or do I segue in by complimenting their stationery or something?
Me: I really like your pencil case! The red reminds me of all the blood spilt from the innocent people in my dungeon. Want to be my friend?


Yeah, probably not that last one. They have to be my friend for AT LEAST 6 days before I explain to them the functions of my torture dungeon. -Sigh- the problems of life.

O-Week

I have literally been out everyday this week at UNSW and COFA.

I have gotten a lot of free stuff, attended a lot of info lectures about my courses and gotten slightly sunburnt, but later on in the week, completely drenched. Holy crap, I just realised I spend a shit load of unnecessary time and space on writing about the weather. Sorry about that to my non existent readers!

Anyways, I don't ave much to say. I now know where my classes are, I've joined a couple of societies and club and I really want to be part of the UNSW magazine or filming crew thing. I'm really excited about the opportunities.

I've made one completely new, unknown and non-mutual- friend. Except I didn't get her last name.

Well my classes start next week and my first ever one just so happens to go from 6-9p.m. and I know no one in the class. Adventure time??

Center Stage :: Final Show ::

Same thing with Centre Stage. Except this time I want to be a struggling ballet dancer in New York who gets chosen to be the main star in a final showcase-kind of production directed by a very famous and influential dancer despite pretty much failing all year. Hey, it could still happen, right?

Coyote Ugly

Coyote Ugly was one of those movies I watched all the time as a kid and loved it even though I didn't understand it. Other examples is Bring It On, Centre Stage, Bedazzled....I had them all on VCR. I haven't seen this movie since I was in primary school. Watching it now I am so in love with the movie and how much it reminds me of the past.

This movie makes me want to get into shape, get an RSA and get a job at a bar where the bartenders dance on it. Seriously.

Shot to the heart

Bruised and happy.

The words of an abused child? Not really. The words of a sadist? Maybe. But mostly, it's because I went to paintball. And it was awesome.

It was one of those days where it was ridiculously extreme, weather-wise. The week leading up there have been spontaneous 5 minute pouring rain in the middle of a perfectly sunny day. This day however, was near-hurricane. It wasn't just continuous dribble or sprinklings. Oh no. This was an onslaught and pelting of absolute, giant-mother-of-vmwsv-ifnvsdvn-sized-raindrops. Slanting in and obscuring the already winding and very unfamiliar roads ahead.

So that was a good start to the morning. Or was it the fact that I had to get to Jack's by 7.20, which meant I woke up at 6.30 for the first time in months? Or the fact that somewhere near the end there was a wrong turn and it was hell and a half to get back on the right track? Maybe that.

Then we put on our combat suit which smelled like the sweat of every other previous wearer, ever. The helmet fogged up and my gun in particular malfunctioned at least 3 times.

In all seriousness though, it was great. I think the rain added that extra bit of adventure to it. Even though by the end I was soaked and paint-stained, I loved it. I'm pretty sure I got a maximum of 5 people out and that made me incredibly happy. I HAVE NO HEART OR MERCY. lulz.

Afterwards, we were exhausted and tired and starving. Hungry Jacks in Campbelltown was one of the best meals of my life. Solely because I hadn't eaten all day and it was warm and dry.

Need to go back with a group of at least 15 next time. Please.

Just....poetry, man.

I tried to forget

But you grew roots around my ribcage

And sprouted flowers

Just below my collarbones.

All day I pluck their petals

But I have not yet ascertained

Whether you love me

Or not

- Christina Lee (?)

Tired

I've been having so much trouble sleeping these past couple of weeks. I don't know what it is. I don't even stress or think about anything serious. But for some reason by heart starts beating really fast, I grow restless and I start to feel suffocated or trapped. I like sleep. Actually. I love sleep. Why can't I be good at it?

Flirting

How do you know if someone's flirting with you and they're not just being really nice?

Like...is there a manual or a book on these things? Probably.

I just genuinely have no clue whether someone is flirting with or if someone thinks I'm flirting with them. BECAUSE HOW THE HELL DO YOU FLIRT?

Hahaha just imagine the awkwardness in the future for me.

2013 Me (warning, long post)

I don't actually know what this post is going to be about. I want to say, this year everything is going to be new and different and I'm going to change. At first I thought it was cliche, but since it is literally the start of a new school where I'm going to be surrounded by hundreds of new people, it might actually be true this time.

I don't want the following list to just be a cliche goal or new years resolution thing. I want it to be a life thing where I accept that things change, that change is always inevitable and because of that, why not push some of that change in certain directions?

• Try. Work hard. I want to say this without sounding arrogant or full of myself. I need to be honest and realistic. I let myself down in high school, academically. I know for a fact that I have the ability to achieve good grades and I know how to study and put 100% effort into my work. But after primary school, I got scared I think. I went from being the smartest girl in my class to just another average, smart-ish student. So as the years went by, I stopped trying because I didn't want to deal with the disappointment and pressure. I brushed it off and stopped caring. I was ecstatic for my friends who have achieved so much and settled for being "alright". But I really want to try this time. The subjects and fields I'm diving into are things I'm pretty sure I love and so I'm going to try and work hard for the next 3-4 years.

• Put myself out there. In high school, I really came out of my shell. I made great, amazing friends that I think I wouldn't have made otherwise. But I still hesitate. Everyone does, I think. There's always that fear that you'll be rejected, humiliated or hated. I don't actually know what I'm looking for in regards of "putting myself out there". I'm not going to suddenly become an outgoing, no-fear kind of girl. I just want to be more open? To let myself take more chances and opportunities. I don't know. Like talk to strangers in my class. That sounds stupid. Lets amend that, initiate conversations and/or friendships. Go out more to places I've never been. Say yes more to the unknown kind of thing. Nothing crazy. I've always admired people who weren't afraid to put their opinions forward in class and seemed fearless of judgement from others. But then a friend or someone near me a remark about how stupid and annoying that person was. I 'd hide the respect I had and just say nothing or laugh it off. I need to change that. 

• Become a better friend. I'm not a terrible friend at the moment (I don't think I am. I hope I'm not. Oh God....) but I know I could be a better friend. Talk to them more, go out with them more and even defend them more. I love my friends. They are literally the reason I got through the past few years. But I do want to strengthen the relationships I have now and hope to create more. Essentially, I want to become part of a BROTP.

• Independence. This is kind of a combination of the above. I realised that the past couple of years, I had heavy reliance on the people around me. I relied on people to take me to places, to do work for me, to take responsibilities for me. This year, when all those dynamics between me and everyone around me changed/shifted, I realised that I was clueless or scared or confused about things that I should have some knowledge and confidence about. I need to take initiative, become more organised and responsible. 

• Acceptance and happiness. I don't know, I just feel as though these should be headings. They could mean so many things but I don't know what I want them to mean. Maybe everything that they imply in general or maybe it's specific to certain people and things and situations. I don't know

Random little stuff:

• Jobs, internships = I want
• Review blog. I need to commit to that. I really want to. I don't know why I'm not yet. 
• Try my hand at writing. I don't know what I mean. Screenplay? Script? Fan fiction? YA Fiction? Short stories?
• READ MORE. Books. Fanfiction only counts half the time.
• Get back into and find what I love about art. 
• Thrift stores and weekend markets, I want you to be the supplier for everything from now on.
• Master baking and cooking

My Valentines Day was better than yours

Probably not. But I had fun with my favourite Crispy Burger, malt ice cream and the endless crazy fun on Tumblr and television. Also a lot of fanfiction and an amazing nap. It was a good day. =)

Take that, couples!

Words

greater-reality:

Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.  

Oh good lord, poetry. If I ever learnt anything from my excessive amount of time on Tumblr and fanfiction and the internet on the whole, is that I actually love poetry. I would have sailed through English if we had read and analysed this or something OTHER than Gwen Harwood. Screw you Gwen Harwood.

Complete and utter exhaustion

After I got my uni ID, we had no idea what to do. So we just decide to walk and talk our way to Kingsford and see where we could go from there. We just kept going and ultimately decided to just walk all the way home.

I was the last one to branch off and so I was walking alone near the end of it. By the time I passed Eastgardens, it started sprinkling. By the time I reached Southpoint it was pouring. I was wearing a sheer blue top over a black tank and shorts. Needless to say, I was quickly DRENCHED. But despite the biting cold that bit into me as the wind swooped over my wet skin, it was fun.

I like walking in the rain and getting all soaked. The only thing was that I was so tired from the walk. It was quite a feat for me.

Then later at home, after I took an amazing shower and got dry, my sister came home. They're having a Valentine's bakesale and she was the main supplier for it. so we made from scratch multiple batches of passionfruit and raspberry melting moments, caramel fudge-heart shaped brownies and mini brownie cupcakes.

That took at least 5-4 hours. And now I am finally sitting down and it is so great.

Random mini thoughts:

• That one time me and Christie noticed how flawless Doris' skin was in math class. So we asked her what kind of skin lotion/cream she used while creepily stroking her face from both sides.
• I feel honoured and really flattered when I'm in someone else's Facebook dp. It's like AWWW SHUCKS, BABE
• Sometimes I look at photo's of myself and my mind doesn't register that it's me. As in, I think I'm looking at a friend or someone THAT ISN'T ME. I forget what I look like. 
• The same thing happens with my name. On more than three occasions, I have forgotten what my name was for a full two seconds. It was strange.
• Then I get bouts of, "what thought did I just have?" and then "Have I ever forgotten and then asked that same question before?" Sometimes I realised that yes, yes I have this exact question before. Other times I think that I make up memories of me thinking that. Did that make sense? LOLPROBSNOT.
• I'M GETTING A SAMOYED. WHEN PEOPLE ASK ME WHAT THAT IS. I SAY ITS A DOG, THAT IS FLUFFIER THAN A HUSKY. AOJNVAJSNFVJADBNJDN
• If reincarnation exists, I want to either be a rabbit or a red panda. Just because. 
• I desperately want Mamoru to exist.