First day of school I shall say was very weird indeed. Returning back to sp for classes, I had this very peculiar vibe about it as I took the same route as I did for the past three years not seeing the usual faces. Filled with a range of emotions I started my first lesson. One word that came across my mind when the first lecturer began his teaching, CLUELESS! How was I going to survive the next three months when I'm already as clueless as a doberman puppy on my first lesson :( my feeling of anxiety gradually decreased as I soon found out more than half of my classmates couldn't understand what had been taught in class. Second/last lesson of the day was way more interesting and enjoyable. With a funny lecturer who kept cracking up jokes it was definitely a lesson to look forward to the next wk except the fact that it end at 730pm, yes in the night. Seriously, can't my timetable get any suckier with all lessons starting early noon and ending late noon. Bidding farewell to afternoon naps is definitely a torturing moment for a must-have-naps kind of person like me. sighs. I cant believe I'm here right now typing away in this once neglected but suddenly sprung to life and proved its existence to be quite useful blog whereas I have a bundle of notes at the foot edge of my bed waiting to be read. With that said, my first day of uni was a sort of a culture shock. Main goal currently is to get myself adjusted to this new routine :)