Just had my second lecture today. Grace and I were bored almost to death.

I've decided that I'm never going to step into another institution which offers academic studies, ever again. No. More. Studying. For. Stupid. Causes.

Period.

It's annoying how much society has to emphasize on academic qualifications when the papers don't matter in life at all, in the end. What should really matter, are downplayed; what shouldn't really matter, and made to be so important that the society will pressure and ostrasize any who don't hold those.

Gonna get a big calender and list out all the important things I want to do this year. Okay, fine. I'll list out project deadlines also, but those are really secondary. If I fail this semester, I'll be all the happier. And will be happiest if my market research shows favorable results.

Going to Indonesian embassy soon to check out migration details.

Planning for trip in late May/early June. ONE FULL WEEK TO OURSELVES! Fraser's Hill! Trekking, horse-riding, slacking, spending time with each other...

Like I've mentioned, maybe the mistake he made in our last trip did cause some good. I learnt how to bus-hop and go around Malaysia on our own. It was a good learning experience, at the very least. Had to learn independence and thinking on the spot.

I hate uni. Have I mentioned that?