Today is one of those days when I just feel that everything is going well in my life yet at the same time everything is rather confusing and messed up. I seem to live two lives…my uni life where the only problems I face involve my studies and then there’s my non-uni life where I have to deal with other non-study related issues.

I’ve said this before, I don’t blog as often due to the fact that a) I can’t think of anything funny/entertaining to blog about THAT much and b) I don’t feel like blogging about things which I’ve already discussed through another medium. Before, this was my medium, there weren’t anybody to share my thoughts so why not just post it here for nobody to read? Turned out people read it, even people who I preferred not to have read it…it’s still true to this day.

I remember one "controversial" blog that caused the hate of some NSBHS/StGGHS people. That is all in the past and I no longer associate myself with them any more. On the rare occasion that they are in fact reading this…I haven’t really got much to say…or perhaps I’ve said to much already…

A lot went on over the past two nights. Everybody is oblivious and I don’t talk about it.

The first thing anybody said to me during the first day of uni was "You look really tired" in which my reply was "I slept at 2am" which was a half-truth.

I’ve found my comfort zone at Usyd. It’s either Carslaw, Wentworth or S.I.T. No longer on the constant lookout for familiar faces. But I’m still hating the trudge to the Psych side of UNI…the unknown side…

It’s another one of those days where I say Goodnight to people but end up writing a blog…if I said goodnight to you and you are reading this…then I guess you should know me well enough that whenever I say "Goodnight" I don’t mean "Goodnight". It generally means "I’m going off MSN to do some other stuff". But in all honesty, I was planning on sleeping. In fact my eyes are getting sore. I spent 12 hours at UNI…8am to 8pm. It was fun to some extent, just tiring. I made some jokes which I’m going to prevent myself from doing. Think I’ll just keep to crude jokes rather than the (what I dub) get-a-hug jokes. God I just made that up just then with no relevance to anything…

Who really knows me? I’d say that some people know me better than I know myself…in some sense or another. But what if those people think they know but they don’t…what if I think that they don’t know but in fact they do…basing it on the assumption that I don’t know myself…

Oh it’s so confuzzling!

I was wondering what song can describe my mood…I can’t think of a song that would fit my mood.

On a side note…if you ever hear "How Come" being played in the background, it probably won’t be a good idea to aggravate me…