Survived

One week down...eons more to go. Still, I've survived the first week...and it wasn't too bad a first week either, but that's coz it's been mainly introduction lectures and stuff so we're not really moving into the very intense stuff yet. So far the workload has not gotten too awful to handle..yet. After all, I merely have 4 assignments to begin work on. Ugh! In the meantime, while I still can, I'm gonna party every weekend. :)

I must say though that so far the lectures I've attended have been pretty exciting and my marketing papers have really interesting projects. We're moving into doing actual marketing consulting for local businesses which require us to meet up with our clients and write proposals and design promotion packages. It's exciting really. My 4th year marketing paper looks to be quite fun as well...we have pretty dynamic lecturers and our projects are quite interesting. In fact, our next lecture is held on the client's premises in town rather than in the room it usually is in. As our client is a photography studio, in order to see things from all perspectives, some of us are gonna experience being clients...which involves dressing up. Sounds fun aye? Somehow I ended up volunteering to play a client and wear a ball gown. This is gonna be interesting, but I figure whatever, I might as well get into it.

Of course, while all this might seem exciting now, I'm pretty sure next week I'll be singing a different tune. Currently I'm conveniently forgetting the awful workload that's involved (I have more than 10 dues dates written down). Soon the workload will be pushing for attention and I'll be bitching about it lol. Until then, there's time to party.

Speaking of partying, my flatmate and I went clubbing again...except this time she's back to being attached. Bad timing to have a change in status I guess, since she got kinda drunk and ended up making out with some random guy whom she was dancing with. Thereafter she felt really guilty for making out with him...which is good..I mean at least she did feel guilty (I've known many who've done the same and passed it off as normal). Perhaps I should have grabbed her and dragged her off...I did kinda poke her from time to time but it's kinda hard to do when you're dancing and making out with the guy's friend (my ex roommate would probably be cheering if she knows this)... Well she won't be doing it again and her boyfriend was understanding enough so all's well. Still, I reckon at this point, being single is probably the best thing...less complications and sweet freedom. ;)

Note: If this is incoherent and I tend to repeat myself, it's gotta be those vodka shots and whiskey and coke I had not too long ago... ;p