Christmas is coming....

So I am told I had better update my blog before it collects dust again.

This week has been hectic and plain destructive. Classes were officially over this last week and in came the finals week. Everyone had their noses buried in their books, and I am included too.

Part of me was glad that classes were finally over and that the semester has finally ended, but the other part wished for something else. The semester went by so fast, I have not even get to know anyone around me and now we are all going our separate ways again. It is bitter sweet.

The campus is almost empty now that everyone left for the Christmas break! I wish I could go home too, unfortunately I am being bound by the scholarship. I am bitter about it, and on the other hand I need to be proud. I am a scholar… I have a full right scholarship, everything is being paid for. I am an intelligent girl. I am grateful for this scholarship, but I still I could go home.

It is during times like these that I miss home most. I miss living in the city. I miss my family and most of all my brother and everything that I had grown up with. This Christmas season, I am going to take up a new interest and do something for myself. Here is to everyone who needs to spend their Christmas away from home. Let us all make this experience worth while!

Giggles

Everyone appreciate a healthy dose of humour. Some says that sacarsm is the worst form of humour... I however disagree with it. There is a positive side to everything. A healthy dose of sacarsm every now and again is good. It keeps my sanity in check.

Check out the following conversation for giggles:

R: Are you bringing G back home with you?
MB: Heck no!!! He is not my type, we are friends and all, but that is it.
R: Unfortunately...
MB: Whatever~ Why would he want to come home with me?
R: IT'S HIS DREAM!!!
MB: Yeah right! How do you know?
R: It's my sixth sense.
MB: I appreciate your sacarsm!
R: YES! Where would I be without that?

Memory Lane

I know I have once again fall into the bottomless pit. Alas, this is what happens when I am busy.

This past two months have been exciting and strenuous for me. I have never been so tired and busy in my whole entire life. My life took on a drastic change ever since I moved to Hawaii.

I have said many times before that I am a city lass, and this reality has been reinforced into my being even more now. The desire to be different from everyone else has never been greater. For the first time, I realize the difference I hold, even though we are amongst church members here in BYU-Hawaii.

I find myself making a special effort to be different, and I have done so through my speech, action and fashion sense. There is nothing wrong with the American culture, however I am not contended with merely blending into the culture. I want to be different and I sought out different ways and means to do so. I do not know if people recognize it, and I do not care.

I was browsing through some picture yesterday and I stumbled upon Nathan’s pictures. Nathan and I met through some peculiar coincidence. He is from the UK. He had light brown hair and had eyes the color of honey hazel. He stands at 5' 10".

As I browsed though the pictures, my mind raced back to the time we met and how much fun we had. He had an adventurous spirit. I love being around him. He sets me at ease.

I remember I had try to keep in contact with him but somehow I failed, for he never did mail my friend back, and I never got to having his email. Perhaps it was due to the answer I gave him before he board the plane bound for home. In moments of silliness coupled with overwhelming tiredness, I had blurted out a foolish answer which was unintended. He asked what I thought of him, and I had told him he had a good spirit, translation – You are a ugly nice man… That was stupid of me. That answer was never meant to be taken that way, what I meant was, I like being around you, and I like you. I had wanted to tell him that I like him a lot, even now but I lacked the courage to tell him.

I never told this to anyone... and now I am letting the cat out.