Erline texted me this morning. We got the apartment at Vic Park. Yay! Although its a busride from uni and its only 3-room, i guess the fact that it is safer, has a pool, is by the Swan River and is so much nearer to the city makes up for its shortcomings. We cant always have the best of both world, can we? O well, now i can go swimming every day, especially since its summer! Ha.

I still got half of my stuff left to pack. My dad's nagging at me to get "all the outstanding things done" since i've "been idling every day". I dont feel like im in the idling mode though. There's driving, surfing, eating, tv-watching and sleeping to keep me occupied all day through. In fact, it feels like 24 hours is insufficient for me! Sounds utterly bizarre eh?

Or maybe it's because i hate to be forced to do something. That's right. Im stubbornly refuse to be pushed around and instructed to do things. The more you nag, the more i procrastinate. Im not being rebellious here though. Just give me the peace and soon, i'll be taking the initiative to do what im supposed to do. And not in a slip-shod manner.

Ok, the truth is, i really dont mind the packing. But what ive dreading most is writing that bloody MDA essay. I will write it. After all, this is one essay where i can finally not be politically correct. But once again, please do not push the boundaries. The more you harp on it every single day, the more intense the negativity povoked. I think it's best that i commence on it when im back in my own zone in Perth.

Meanwhile, i have another job to tackle for now. My FTT is tomorrow (at freakin' 8+ am! $#Y*&%($&#) and the damn clutch is driving me to my grave (pun intended). Can someone remind me why i wanted to learn the ATV in the first place?