Alas, it's another new year. I am back again with another monthly mandatory update of my not-so interesting life. I've also freshened up the design of the blog (well just a little bit, but I like it).
It's the time of year where we're all motivated to try out new things again like hitting the gym. 2016 has been a year with many ups and many downs, but it's one where I really explored a lot of new things and had fun in the process of doing so, so I wouldn't say it was a shitty year.
I'm hoping this year will be better. This year coincides with the culmination of my student life and my entrance into adulthood, both of which I do not look forward to. Third year at university has been a really challenging one in terms of the difficulty and managing my different modules. January exams have been quite bad, considering how optimistic I was at one of the papers. I will keep hoping for the best and keep my optimism (though it's tainted with some realism from me being me) through the month until my results come out.
This month has seen my travels to Stockholm, Rome and Vatican City. I'm really inspired to visit as many countries as I can before I leave the UK permanently. It's always been a dream for my adventurous self to explore different cultures and try out different foods around the world, and being in the UK makes travelling to European countries more accessible and cheaper.
Stockholm liberates a "chill" vibe. The city was plagued by snow and ice when I visited about a week ago, though it didn't snow. It's a bit reminiscent of Copenhagen. I tried the famed Swedish meatballs whilst I was there but I actually preferred the ones from IKEA in the UK (ironically). Nonetheless, it's a nice place to go to - just once, at least.
Rome was a food sanctuary. Then again, every part of Italy is. Plunged myself into a carbohydrate-rich diet, which is very much detrimental to health, and I'm back here again feeling extremely, extremely fat. The need to reduce my fats is real, and this M U S T commence at the beginning of February, after the New Year festivities. There were pizzas, risottos, pastas and gelatos accompanying my roam around the landmarks, though Venice still takes first place in terms of beauty.
That trip was mostly tiring, from all the walking and all the low-quality sleeps I had. There's a thing about me that can't deal with "foreign" beds. I simply feel uneasy when the bed I'm sleeping on isn't my own at home. So these factors coupled with my already messed up sleep cycle led to many insomniac nights.
Classes have resumed and the new modules are already fucking me up real bad because they're crazy difficult and putting my ease of graduation to a whole new level of low. The dissertation project will resume very very soon and life will restart into a realm of pressure with heightened levels of stress as another influx of courseworks come. Oh, life.
Chinese New Year was yesterday. It's the fifth one I've missed since starting college. Nonetheless, it's the first time I've had dinner with my relatives who're visiting my cousin in London. So I did get to have some form of reunion whilst away from home for a change, so that was a great night.
Friday saw my steamboat cravings temporarily satisfied (and it's back again, but I'll get it tackled again tonight) with my bunch of irreplaceable friends. It's just pretty sad that this might actually be the last time all of us would be together celebrating the new year. I guess all good things would have to come to an end eventually.
The first day of New Year I spent at home, scrolling through the endless Instagram posts of people dressing up and visiting their loved ones. I was lying on my bed the entire day in my PJs while catching up on my TV series-es that I've neglected for the painful hours and days spent in the library. I added to the disgust of how fat I already am by ordering an XXL pizza with three boxes of chicken (Ew). This must all really end in two days. The gymming must definitely begin.
I feel as though my life is very much stagnant at this point, though there's not much I can do about it since academic work will erase all form of liberty and entertainment. Hopefully fate would inject some sort of fun or joy into my life as I enter this final duel against the books.
May this year be amazing. Happy New Year.