2 weeks at UTP and im finally back. its good to be back. even for awhile. it reduces my stress for a bit.
how was utp? a living breathing hell. the weather is so hot, the moment i leave my room i was on fire. i came back home looking all tanned out. hopefully i wont turn extra crispy. the classes are great. i get to choose my own classes at my own time. i got the whole of friday free of classes. i love it. i got an algerian calculus teacher. (yikes) he speaks with an accent and really smart. the rest were malaysians. i got some international students too. they are friendly. but they kinda like to stick with themselves.
the campus is big. so big that i need at least a bicycle to go to classes. but im really hoping for a motorbike. heheh. all in all i like the place. my seniors are all great to hangout with. i think i made the right choice. all i need to do is study, study, study.
why bother having eyes if you dont use it to see? why bother having a heart if you dont know how to love?
