I’ll admit it: I don’t think I really want to get out of school after all, but at the same time, this is what I’ve been striving for these past years.
No, that doesn’t equate to me becoming a complete nerd/geek who likes getting bombarded by papers and exams… wait, I am a geek =p
I’ve been in school for too long, way too long that I just probably don’t remember or heck, I probably just don’t know what it’s like not to constantly stay on top of readings (I never did =p), getting up bright and early for 8 or 9am classes (I was almost always late), running around chasing after execs who don’t do shit (actually, I never really had to do that, most of my execs were fantastic, amazing, awesome people), or procrastinate on papers and start begging profs for extensions (this again wasn’t something I did without a legitimate enough reason – only times would have been when I had severe skin irritation around my eyes that I had difficulty keeping my eyes open in front of my laptop and thus couldn’t get my paper done, or when 2 major paper deadlines clashed and it was just too much for me to get them both done for the same day).

I’ve been so used to saying, “Oh, I’ll be here another year to finish x” or “Oh, I have another year left because I decided I want to do y” every time we reach end of the year. But since the beginning of this school year, I’ve always said “Yes, I’m going to graduate this year, for real” – yes, it’s now becoming reality.

I have to admit it was an awkward end to the term – I went to my first class of the day, which I simply had no reason to take other than it being one of my required courses. I was happy that class was going to be over.
And then, just as I was preparing for my other class – which, by the way, was my favorite class with my favorite prof in Asian Studies, I get an email from her saying that she’s getting ill and that she has to cancel class.
To think that the morning class was my last ever undergrad lecture, it’s somewhat depressing – no, it’s just a personal opinion, and has to do with the fact that the other class was about the only class I truly wanted to take this term.

This weird sense of uneasiness went away after spending a few hours at my “nighttime job” during late morning/early afternoon hours (yes, our service get to operate in broad daylight for once) and chatting with my coworkers, and of course, having an awesome time with my club execs for dinner and drinking.
I can’t express how much I loved hanging out with them, and how much I’m going to miss them all after I depart from UBC – after sending off so many other people before me, it’s now my turn to leave with the cherished memories that I’ll most certainly treasure for life.

Even if you aren’t reading this, I just wanted to say: thank-you everyone, you guys know who you are, and you guys should know how awesome you guys have been – it’s been pleasure and an honor to have been able to spend time with you all, and I hope it was the same for you guys too. Best wishes, and good luck!

…alright, back to packing…… yay for poor time management that still hasn’t seem to have improved even after all these years in university =p

Despite that, I *did* manage to wake up at a proper time and got to class at a reasonable time.
I don’t know whether I should feel fortunate that it hasn’t been that much of an eventful night at work – of course, the less busy it is, the quieter (and hopefully safer) the campus is, and it did make my life somewhat easier.
However:
- I woke up rather early this morning from abdominal pain; it’s really not the most pleasant way to be woken up, and I can’t go back to sleep because the moment I lie back down, I get hit with displeasing pain – crap, what the hell *did* I eat/drink last night that’d do this to me!?
- because I woke up at a bit of a random time, the moment I get back home after class, I end up crashing and I end up waking up at 9pm – yes, what an awesome time to take a nap, now I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight *cough*

On some random notes: so, as some of you may already know, I’ll be getting the heck out of UBC in about 4 months.
Me being lazy and all, I ended up booking my appointments for my grad photos after I got back in town (ie. before the break). I didn’t go nuts and started panicking about not making the deadline, but nonetheless, I thought I barely made it. As a matter of fact, Artona, the studio doing Asian Studies, was getting almost completely booked for January and February – by the time I booked, all weekend time slots were booked.
Now, English on the other hand… seems to be changing their deadlines continuously. Initially they said it was due by end of January (which I totally ended up not making by the way), and then when I called, they tell me it got pushed to end of February. Now I get an email from the department saying it’s due at end of March.
……now I’m kinda debating about changing my appointment time since I now realize I might have something going on the day I’m getting my photo taken =p

I blame this primarily on myself – for taking up shifts that end at 1-2am, taking too much caffeine either prior to getting to the shift, or during the shift, and resulting in a bit of insomnia, which then prevents me from waking up at the proper times.
For the amount of fatigue, I’m still putting (at the very least,) partial blame on the airline company which will remain unnamed. Why am I still this pissed off about a flight from almost a week ago? Go read my previous entry from start to end and you’ll know why =p

I’m in slight disbelief that it’s already been about a week since I got back in town. My internal clock is still pretty f’ed up, which is probably the reason why I got up around 4pm today. Well, OK I was at work last night till 1am and was suffering a bit of insomnia, so I was playing Dissidia for a while, so it’s not entirely jetlag that’s f’ing me up here =p

On some other random note: after 156 hours of coursework and putting up with redundancy, I’ve acquired my TESL Coursework certificate from UBC. Now, all I need from UBC is my BA =p

So yes, packing is becoming a total b*tch now, especially w/the amount of merch I’m bringing back with moi… of which I’m pretty sure I probably should be, at the very least, “somewhat ashamed of,” if not “very ashamed of.”

And of course, I’m nowhere close to being ready to get back to school. My brain’s probably been away from academics for too long, I know this upcoming jetlag is going to be more of a b*tch as I have a connection, which does no good other than to screw up my brain and time management.

Bah, need sleep =p