Barley
I love drinking barley water. I am boiling it now. One of the perks of being an international student is 'doing it yourself' whereby you crave a certain something but no caring family member is nearby to help you make it. So you mess around and hopefully burn nothing, undercook nothing, overcook nothing that you can arrive at something similar to what you're craving for.
And when you are done, bless others with what you have made too!
If all goes on well I should have barley water to drink in 10 minutes time, starting now! ^^ Hope it is drinkable because I promised two friends a cup (at least) each.
Talking about all things warm, milky and memorable [check out the M's which roll off your lips] I have actually started my inquiry on internships. And it has yielded some positive results thus far. I emailed the lecturers whose subjects I was enrolled in this semester and they have gotten back to me with suggestions of who else in the department I can approach.
For those not informed I am currently going through a semi-rut because my initial plans of pursuing honours are next to nought. I experienced academic fatigue/burnout during the semester. It was a bit upsetting to be honest, seeing how I no longer had that keen an interest in writing and reading art history material as I once used to. And when I mean 'used to' it is quite significant.
I remember reading a book on Van Gogh years back from cover to cover, poring over each painting reproduced on the pages and paying attention to each detail. Research was invigorating and I enjoyed reading and reading and reading on all things relevant. Thing was - I excelled in it. Even without background knowledge I did well. I remember sitting in for my first art history lecture in JC1 when Mr Liew and the others were entertaining a lively conversation on the Realists and Manet and I just sat there, wondering what have I landed myself into. But things got significantly better from then on.
Now reading becomes just another such thing - reading for the sole purpose of completing an essay. Essay writing has become an occupation for me. Get this done, hopefully well, and you will be rewarded with good grades. ladeedah that's the way uni life goes.
And when you get cynical about how lecturers, tutors and professors can keep the studying going on for years, you know you have completely missed the point. This is their passion and it keeps them going. What is your passion?
So internships is probably the way to go for now. I am still not sure about how to extend my visa in Australia but that's jumping ahead of myself. If doors open in terms of securing a place in a gallery of museum around the city, preferably, as an intern then I will think of where to go from there.
I am praying that I will qualify for an internship because right now it is the best option. It is not full-time, might pay a small stipend, give me time and space to pursue my other interests and most importantly give me greater insight into how the industry works. Oh Lord I commit this entire time into Your hands. Let Your will be done. Bless me with the faith and a peace of heart as I await the fulfillment of the plans You have installed for me. May I not fret or be anxious but simply trust in Your good will and awesome power. Thank You for being here with me. Amen
The barley is ready! Almost like 15 minutes after I said it'll be done in 10. Well it is winter afterall. Everything is running at a slower pace?
And when you are done, bless others with what you have made too!
If all goes on well I should have barley water to drink in 10 minutes time, starting now! ^^ Hope it is drinkable because I promised two friends a cup (at least) each.
Talking about all things warm, milky and memorable [check out the M's which roll off your lips] I have actually started my inquiry on internships. And it has yielded some positive results thus far. I emailed the lecturers whose subjects I was enrolled in this semester and they have gotten back to me with suggestions of who else in the department I can approach.
For those not informed I am currently going through a semi-rut because my initial plans of pursuing honours are next to nought. I experienced academic fatigue/burnout during the semester. It was a bit upsetting to be honest, seeing how I no longer had that keen an interest in writing and reading art history material as I once used to. And when I mean 'used to' it is quite significant.
I remember reading a book on Van Gogh years back from cover to cover, poring over each painting reproduced on the pages and paying attention to each detail. Research was invigorating and I enjoyed reading and reading and reading on all things relevant. Thing was - I excelled in it. Even without background knowledge I did well. I remember sitting in for my first art history lecture in JC1 when Mr Liew and the others were entertaining a lively conversation on the Realists and Manet and I just sat there, wondering what have I landed myself into. But things got significantly better from then on.
Now reading becomes just another such thing - reading for the sole purpose of completing an essay. Essay writing has become an occupation for me. Get this done, hopefully well, and you will be rewarded with good grades. ladeedah that's the way uni life goes.
And when you get cynical about how lecturers, tutors and professors can keep the studying going on for years, you know you have completely missed the point. This is their passion and it keeps them going. What is your passion?
So internships is probably the way to go for now. I am still not sure about how to extend my visa in Australia but that's jumping ahead of myself. If doors open in terms of securing a place in a gallery of museum around the city, preferably, as an intern then I will think of where to go from there.
I am praying that I will qualify for an internship because right now it is the best option. It is not full-time, might pay a small stipend, give me time and space to pursue my other interests and most importantly give me greater insight into how the industry works. Oh Lord I commit this entire time into Your hands. Let Your will be done. Bless me with the faith and a peace of heart as I await the fulfillment of the plans You have installed for me. May I not fret or be anxious but simply trust in Your good will and awesome power. Thank You for being here with me. Amen
The barley is ready! Almost like 15 minutes after I said it'll be done in 10. Well it is winter afterall. Everything is running at a slower pace?
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