Tomorrow will be my very first day doing my attachment as a law student.
Not really sure how to feel about that.
Like what the heck do I do anyway..
How do I act like a real law student!Put my hair in a bun? Wear mascara? Quote random Articles from the Federal Constitution?
Say is there evidence to support your statement every five minutes?
Someone needs to tell me stuff. Because I've got nothing.
I thought I would have a super compact head by the time I embark on important journeys like attachment and stuff but really, I feel just as clueless as I did back in foundation.
It's amazing.
I can feel it.
My brains..Shrinking..
Besides that, and the urge of wanting to poke my eyes with a satay stick I think I feel rather fine.
All will be well.
I just need to chill and breathe. Maybe some weed.
Speaking of chilling! I think Nick Jonas's new song called Chains is contributing to my anxiety attacks.
I like it, but it makes me feel anxious.
Like I'm walking alone in a dark alley and there's someone following me from the back and I left my pepper spray in my room -sort of anxious.
It's weird.
Oh and today I had oatmeal for breakfast!
I wanted to make it look all appealing and foodporn worthy by adding certain cheerful elements like dried raspberries, some oddly shaped bananas cut with love and tender loving care , and some good ol' raisins but somehow it turned out like that.
Must be the lighting. Or my amazing photography skills. I'm not sure.
Also, spent the third day of raya at the hospital yesterday. Which would've turned out depressing if it wasn't for...
My feet. |
Naw I'm kidding.
The wheelchair!
We had to walk everywhere in the huge hospital because there were so many procedures and people kept giving us wrong information and grandpa got really tired and was moving slower than a baby snail so we borrowed a wheelchair!
Took a while to convince him to sit on it , because he insisted wheelchairs are for extremely old people or in his own words "orang tua lebai" and he well...was not.
When he finally agreed, and I started wheeling him about I could see it in his eyes.
It lit up.
He was so happy. It was hilarious.
The last time i saw him that happy was when I showed him my secret stash of chocolates.