I'm still unsure on how to make of it. I'm not the type who easily breaks down in her dreams, but it caught me this time - especially since it involved the love of my life: dogs.
I dreamt that I was experiencing a difficult phase in life (dream meets reality?) when I'd always see a Golden Retriever around me. Although the dog was wearing a leash, the owner was nowhere to be in sight. It was like the Goldie was sent to cheer me up or soothe the negative emotions I felt because I'd feel much more peaceful after spending time with it.
Towards the end of the dream, I saw the same dog; it was wagging its tail furiously. Something in me suspected that this could be the last time I'd see the Goldie. I knelt in front of the dog and hugged it, whispering, "Yes, I know you've to go. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Only thing I didn't expect was me crying my heart out after uttering those words - to the point that I woke up with tears streaming down in my face and shortness of breath.
Can dreams carry its own message?1:49 PM
Snippets of my Saturday in Bonython Park7:35 PM
Never in my life did I expect that I'll do what I did, but since Mama Carrie was rather interested with the hype surrounding Nutella, we took the bus to Bonython Park.
Only problem? I didn't expect it to be so sunny on an autumn's day. I was standing in the queue under the burning sun until I was about to collapse from the exhaustion. It didn't help that my poor ears were turning tomato red.
Just a quick update3:02 PM
Pardon the Greek literature inference there. It’s a subject that I’ve always loved during my high school years, especially in Grade 11 because of the mythology in it.
Please do correct me if my interpretation of Hades is bat crap wrong. It’s been a long while since I last read about it.
There has been a couple of things that occurred after my last post, and looking at the table clock, I don’t know if I want to spend the next hour bashing about it when I should either be catching a break or strangling the assignments until it turns blue (pun intended).
I guess it won’t hurt to have a summary of it because either way, I need an outlet for the thoughts. Blame it on the academic stress and overactive brain, lol.
Those who are following my Instagram and/or Facebook friends with me may have already caught wind of this, but it was a couple of weeks ago that the three of us managed to catch up again after a busy start to the semester. The only problem was that he was running late and I had to decide if I wanted to skip or attend the criminal law lecture.
I guess it’s pretty obvious which option I chose. *shrugs*
There definitely was an exchange of presents between us. Well, technically, it can’t be considered so because my sister and I already passed him the souvenirs during O-Week, but anyways. As she had to leave for her tute, her departure meant that we’d be hanging out with each other until one of us had to leave. We eventually ended up heading off-campus for a quieter and more private environment.
Since it’s something that he gave me in good faith, I’m not going to reveal it publicly, but if I were to give you an inkling, let’s just say that I didn’t see it coming.
That’s the first incident.
Oh, don’t worry. It’s nothing out of the ordinary. It’s something that my History classmate and I used to do when we were freshmen in college: as our classes sort of finished at the same time, we used to catch lunch at the nearby hawker centre selling economy rice – away from prying eyes and wagging tongues to catch up.
The second incident would be me zoning out in front of the computer screen – in tutes! And it’s not happened in such a long time! *sighs* I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s the work of mental exhaustion; it’s been one hell of a roller coaster since the beginning of March with both academic and extra-curricular activities. My assignments are all due in the same week of the mid-term break.
With that being said, I’m lucky enough that most of my lecturers are able to prevent us from losing our attention (especially last week’s Equity lecture, where the lecturer gave a visual illustration – through videos of a game show – of how behavioural analysis helps the court in determining the fiduciary obligations). Or better yet, guessing the interpretation of song lyrics during our first Australian Constitutional Law lecture. Our brains are still half-dead for 9 am lectures.
Save me, I'm trapped in a vile world5:19 PM
I’m not sure if I’ve conferred myself with a death sentence through the courses of choice. It doesn’t make sense when I reflect on my decision. The workload is about the same as last year, so why in the hell does it feel like there’s more?
And certainly, why do I feel like I’m sliding down instead of slowly hiking the gradient?
At the time of this post, I’m severely drained at the significant lack of adequate rest, which gave rise to a sudden bout of common cold. I had to skip two morning lectures to catch up on sleep and I don’t think I’ve fully recovered just yet. It’s the first time that the cold’s crept up on me. I usually am able to gauge when I’m about to crumble under the weather.
You could say that it’s of my own doing that I landed in this pile of mess. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not pulling all-nighters ever since sophomore year started, but I’ve been waking up in the wee hours of the morning – either after being suffocated by the content of my dreams or for no reason at all. For someone who’s nocturnal, it’s not a good omen. I’ll be a walking zombie in the morning and I hate relying on caffeine to throw the psyche awake.
Furthermore, I like to keep myself on the go so that I can complete the necessary errands and not think about random crap. I realized that if I allow myself to sit back and think, the emotions will roll with my thoughts. It’s bad because I’ll want to push people – yes, close friends included – away.
Yup, crazy thought of mine.
The first week of university started off alright, but that’s because the lectures contained the introductory content into the courses. Take Equity for an example: it was a brief introduction into its history and how it became what it is today. I know that not many of my readers are acquainted or even fans of history, so I shall spare you guys from the details.
It’s only Week 3 and the workload’s already messing with my head. I actually don’t mind the readings (or even the tutorial questions) at all… because it’s an opportunity for me to absorb more information and practice it without having the scores discounted from me. It’s just that I can’t handle doing thrice the work on a daily basis. The amount of work to be done for Equity and Criminal Law is pretty indescribable; it’s rather heavy, if you’re not cautious or even time conscious.
And I guess I’m one of those who works best after midnight. Once I start working on my assignments or academic-related matters, it goes on for at least three hours and that’ll mean sleeping at about 2 am. Weigh that with waking up at 7 am daily, it’s only a matter of time before I am drowning with health issues again – since homo sapiens are required to have a minimum of 6 hours of sleep nightly.
Gee, I totally forgot about this comedy program until I stumbled upon it in YouTube some days ago. I used to watch it as a little girl, laughing my heart out at the openness (as well as the topics being explored O.o).
Yup, that might just be a hint as to how young I was, lol.
I know I'm subconsciously fearing or enthusiastic over criminal law from the dream, but there's nothing much I can do anyway.
I dreamt that a friend's brother, who's a fellow law student, visited me with a bouquet of miltonia (or known as pansy orchids). I was taken aback by his move, but we gabbled about random craps as well as studies (since he was a penultimate student). Knowing that he's doing criminal law in his 3rd year (as per the study plan in real life), I asked whether learning about it was fun. He shrugged as he answered me with a 'go ask me in a year'.
In another scene, I caught wind that our mutual friend was performing at an awards celebration and shot straight up from sleep to watch it live.
My awfully large Sunday dinner5:23 PM
*shamelessly shared from my Instagram account
And to finish off my large dinner (as well as the spam of #foodporn), here's a pizza from @southern_street 😀A photo posted by Ciana Carrie (@thetemperamentalist) on
Bought myself the first burger in the 2 years that I'm living in #adelaide. Veggie Delight consists of portobello mushroom, tzatziki, lettuce, onion and tomatoes. A healthier version than the ones my college friends ate befor - and super delicious! 😁 #dinner #sunday #foodpornA photo posted by Ciana Carrie (@thetemperamentalist) on
Sorry to the college friends who swear by Big Hug. =/
Main Course Part 1: Juan's Paella (w/Chicken and Chorizo as well as roasted capsicum). #dinner #sunday #foodpornA photo posted by Ciana Carrie (@thetemperamentalist) on
Non-alcoholic mojito (fresh mint, lime and fresh apples) to polish the ice cream. #sunday #dinner #foodpornA photo posted by Ciana Carrie (@thetemperamentalist) on
A photo posted by Ciana Carrie (@thetemperamentalist) on
From Evercream Gelati.
University of Adelaide: O-Week with the Union - Semester 1, 20166:45 PM
Before I write the post, please allow me to apologize for the lack of photos. Not only was there an intention to sneak a couple of photos for the blog, I wanted to experience O-Week from another perspective.
Attending O-Week as a freshman and sophomore has its difference, mind you. As a sophomore, you feel like you're a lone ranger in a sea of unfamiliar faces (unless you're super lucky to be enrolling in the same degree at the same university as your chums). As a freshman, you're able to slide into the atmosphere and bask in the company of your university friends.
That's how I felt anyways.
I'll let the pictures speak for itself - and describe how I participated in the O-Week activities.
A flower crown - in the process of being made. It sure looks as simple as hell, but doing it is tougher than you can imagine. I ended up accidentally poking myself with the sharp ends of the artificial flower and wire at least twice. *sighs*
I'm not going to show you the final product; although it looks alright, I'm not satisfied with the end result. Then again, I was never blessed in the artistic arena. =P
In front of the Art History Club, prepping ourselves with the materials needed for the flower crown.
This picture was taken when I arrived on the first day of O-Week at Barr Smith Lawns. As always, I was a lone ranger - until I decided to cajole a friend to join me for the fun and games.
Touring Clubsland (in Maths Lawn) was of another story. That's where all of the clubs will congregate and attract new members - yet my eyes caught a yacht.
Hub Central, where University displayed the services they offered, ranging from Accommodation Services to guided tours and to chaplaincy/pastoral care.
CBA (Commonwealth Bank) decided to stop by for a visit.
Don't even ask me why I snapped this picture. I guess I was dying of boredom, lol.