about school,

wel, about being in third year, my final year, arent things supposed to be a bit more differrent? not in the sense of the workload, i'm already used to that after 7 weeks in third year. i mean, it's uganda's independence day today. normally, everyone is out, or in watching movies and chilling, wishing tomorrow doesnt come coz its tuesday tomorrow and that's a working day. or school day, to be more precise. now i, on the otherhand, am spending the day blogging because i am too angry to read for my test of tomorrow at 7am. i'm angry coz i have another test on wednesday aftanoon for a course unit i have never read before. so i have tonite and tomorrow nite. that would be enough time if it wasn't independence day today and if last thursday and friday weren't free because of graduation. if the tests were after any other weekend, i wouldn't be blogging complaints! but having two tests after a 5-day weekend! it doesnt help that

sun, 15th october, 2006. 1355hrs.
sorry to all my fans. i wasn't able to finish that blog on independence day coz i got caught up looking at some other site and my time ran out and couldn't get more time coz i realized that if i did, i'd never go back to school and get ready for my tests. i also realised that i was derailing from the main reason i was blogging. the issue was, and is; about my third year, arent things supposed to be a bit different? when i joined the university almost three years ago, i kind of thought that by my final year i'd be a bit, u know, different? like i'd somehow be ready for the working life. like i'd be ready to brave the independent life ahead of looking for my own place to stay, paying my own bills, and settling down for life. like maybe i'd have this steady boyfriend who i'd be planing our future with.(ok, that's not so true for me. i somehow wanted to be an independent woman for a while driving my own rav-4 before i got hooked for life.) i kind of thought that by third year i'd be ready to wear women's suits everyday, and that i'd have this sort of majesty and elegance about me that would tell the whole world that i am graduating as a being who is more than a conqueror, ready to take this life to the peak in this territory of mine called the world. the earth would be my playground and this bachelor's degree of mine would be a tool; a starting point for me to climb up the ladders of civil service or entrepreneurship, pushing all incompetent competitors out of the way. i would speak in a language foreign to the poor english and slang of freshmen campusers. goodness, i would even be a hero for all i know;- a fully fledged graduate.

ok, enough of that. the issue is, after three years of university, all i am is just me. i still write my essays the way i always did. i still wear jeans and ordinary long and short skirts. i still go to class using the waterloo hostel van, and havent even thought up a topic for my final dissertation yet. i'm too busy getting stressed by courseworks and test to think about what's going to happen to me after university. that goes to say that i have no idea what i'm going to do after campus. i mean, i know i'm going to look for a job or a scholarship for my master's studies (though i have no idea wat i want to do a master's in), but, all that doesn't really have much direction. i still miss Rita, i still speak slang, and still play with my younger brothers and sisters. wel, there are a few things that have changed, like i'm having a reality check on this independent-woman-driving-a-rav-4 thing, and my Christianity has become more personal, real and serious; but some(a lot) of things still havent changed. like i still don't have a boyfriend. (not that i'm complaining guys, so dont chase after me. i'm just acknowledging how not very conventional it is not to have one. ok, and i'm still kind of clinging on to the idea of conquering in the world and all, enjoying my singlehood before i venture into sharing my life with someone forever and etc.) in short, i'm still me. and at this rate, i just might be me forever. still nice(read all the nice things you can think of), still loving, still loving music, still loving my friends, still loving debating with my friends, still loving Jesus and still loving popcorn and crisps. and for some reason, i'm loving the idea of still being just me. so deal with it if u ever had any problem with that. good day to ya'll!