mind boggling blankness

School is starting next week, and I have belatedly realised I don't really know what I'm in for. Some jolting comments about the future of people who go to SCI, what SCI guys will never be financially stable. Well I'd think that a load of rubbish! After all, we all make or break our own lives. Holding issues like relationships, lack of luck, everything we say to explain our failures are no more than excuses are they not? We are responsible for the opportunities that come our way, are we not? Who is to decide if we boldly take up the offer of fronting something new and unknown, instead of worrying about our rice bowls in the future? When our ancestors came years ago, were they not in the same situation? Some whom predicted a bleak future ahead for them. Some refuse to submit to their so-called predestined fate.

That aside, the stuff about GE, UE, PE and stuff are really confusing. And I heard the Freshman Welcome talk didn't really address any of those issues. And we are supposed to decide by like Tuesday? The good side is, with a cap of 23 AUs this semester, my ideal timetable will be able to keep it in 4 days of the week, with a few long breaks in between lessons. That would be if I overload. Problem with CS courses is that a lot of our lessons clash with the electives that I want. I want to take stuff from ADM, but they all clash with CS lectures. Same for HSS stuff, I really want to continue studying a bit of history on the side. Business minor is something I want to take, something I'd think would be useful in the future. Maybe I'd take a graduate degree in Biz once I've cleared CS? Or maybe even further next time.

Last week was the hall camps, and for the unlucky/fortunate ones who don't stay in the halls, we have no hall camp to speak about. So we had outings for 3 straight days, Kbox on wed, crashing a hall room on thurs, and chill-out session on Fri. So the rumor mills have started spinning, and some just continue feeding it with the seeds of other people's affairs. Gossip can be fun and keep us sane, but lest we forget for every juicy detail we speak of, someone, somewhere is suffering because of it.

In other news, I left my disfigured acoustic guitar in Melv's room, which is much closer to SCI so I can drop in and play anytime between lessons with his blessings. And for my ancient yamaha guitar, no-one seems interested, so I've decided to restring it with Gibson dura-brites. That means electric guitar strings, super light-gauge ones at that. Some people will laugh at me for trying to string a classical with metal strings. Usually that's disastrous, the neck of classicals and the bridge aren't built to withstand the tenson for metal strings. But that's why I use Gibson.

That sounded so much like a free ad for one of the most expensive guitars in the world.

Oh, and just as I was worrying about finances in uni life, my parents automatically raised my monthly allowance like by twice. So nice...