school talk

My blood and sweat. ALL GONE.

well not really, but i spent a lot of money on textbooks and my wallet is bleeding.

WHY O WHY are textbooks so bloody expensive?

EVerytime i take money out of the bank i don't look at the receipt because i don't want to know how much i have left in my account. =**(

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One week of school has passed, it was one the most tedious and long week ever! I never realized how big UT was...I think it's because my classrooms last year were all concentrated in ONE area. This year, however, all my classes are in extremely odd locations and incredibly far from each other. My head hurts from trying to visualize how to get from point A to point B. Well, okay maybe not THAT kwa jeung, but i've been walking so much my calves have become the size of a shark.

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I guess the good thing about walking is it gives me time to think. All the walking has helped me reflect a lot of things. WHY AM AT UT ANYWAY? I was going to go to York, and last minute UT accepted me. I still remember how frustrated I was trying to decide uni to go to. THere were so many things to take account for: money, distance, "rep" (my parents), etc. I cried so much during that time trying to seek God's guidance (queenie? remember? haha), i couldn't go anywhere out town because it was too expensive. I was sooooooooo bitter.
For some odd reason, the bitterness is coming back. I wish i was somewhere outside toronto for school.
So yes, back to the question WHY AM IN UT? I remember the time when i hesitantly made that checkmark on the letter, reluctantly licking the stamp on the envelope, and resistingly inserting the letter into the mailbox. haha. okay. So i kept on asking God "why"... and i knew that God placed me in UT for a reason. But i didn't know what.
So one year has passed, and i still haven't done much in terms of...making friends, glorifying God, and all (at UT).
But one thing i am very very grateful for is Pneumatos. Thinking about Pneumatos puts a smile to my face, it's the same feeling i had when i went to Carmel, the anticipation of having fellowship on saturday night.
If i wasn't in toronto, i probably wouldn't be going there at all.
I love pneumatos, but a part of me always wish i was somewhere else. That irks me.

O Lord please forgive this malcontent