High School Memories

Just now visited a high school good friend's blog...
Saw a blog post dated 2009 that lists all kind of memories she has for her 6 years high school life...
All the memories flash back in a sudden.
I have to admit that she's a really good writer, at least she was being totally open and frank.
The smell of the wooden chairs and desks...
The maths that I'm still unable to solve to date...
The peaceful art workshop...
The essay writing papers...
The all-year-round-messy desk of mine...
The stinky washrooms that were always running out of tissue papers...
The Rm 2.80 Hainan Chicken Rice with eggs from canteen...
The Yee Mee stallkeeper who always knew what I was going to order...
The friends who "shared" chemistry test answers together...
The ringing sound of the school bell...
The just for recycling school annual journals...
The tetanus vaccine injection session...
The annoying and high-faint-rate school assemblies...
The all time favourite TVB drama discussion...
The physic teacher who asked me not to sigh over my single-unit-score paper...
The all-year-standing-math class...
The lousy speakers in classrooms...
The special vintage-feel brown papers that issued to us by schools for requesting parent's consent, announcing school holidays, announcing replacement class, indicating the amount required for school fees...bla bla bla
The art teacher who loves Ultraman...and another one who treated me like her daugther...
The prank we played on the teachers...
The BM, Moral & Sejarah teacher's office in where I was most welcomed...
The stationery and book shop that I often went to to run errands for teachers and friends...
The smell of the chinese calligraphy paper and ink...
The piles of textbook on my desk...
The interclassroom textbook borrowing...
The cutlery that being used as sketching subjects...
A very special friend who accompanied me to walk up to the 5th or 6th floor of Kemahiran Hidup Building for the sake of "finding my ruler" oftenly though she knew it wasn't true...
The bread smuggling from canteen to classroom...
The only one who invited me to feel the rain together...
The msn title that said it all about my feeling...
and many many more...
All of sudden they come back to me, like I have never left Chong Hwa before...

=P

有些事情
是该理清楚了
是自己不小心反映在他处的心情
还是自己创造的遐想
该要有个答案了

10% neutral, 70% negative and 10% positive

Visited the St. Kilda beach again last evening, for the sake of an assignment, where I have to observe and write a report on the sunset in the context of sensation and perception.

Spent more than 3 hours at the beach on a cold windy evening to night. Made some passer-by questioned whether I am some sort of homeless folk straying at the beach...haha

Went on a visit to the ACMI Moving Image Centre today with my coursemate

We had reached a mutual agreement to meet at the destination at 1pm.

Guess what? At 12.54pm she texted me saying that she just woke up. (I can't help but to hypothesize that every anime-maniac has the same symptom )

Okay, it didn't really stimulate my amygdala to level up the amount of dopamine, norepinephrine and epinephrine in my blood at that time because I am only on the stage of setting off when I saw the text. (Good God, I don't think I will be able to speak like Dr. Beverly Hofstadter aka Leonard's mother)

She and I then reached another mutual agreement to meet at ACMI at 2pm instead.

So I sat back and enjoyed another 2 episodes of Big Bang Theory to kill the time.

This time I made it on time, and guess what?

At 2.04pm I received a text notifying me that she was about to set off from her place.

REALLY?

And so I ended up siting in front of ACMI and waited and waited and waited, listening to my id yelling some horrible thing.

At 2.36pm she finally showed up and asked me whether I had have a long waiting. As all know it would reflect me as a rude person if I were to be honest, but feel free to utilize your wild imagination to guess what response did my id give to.

Since you could still see this blog post doesn't really stop here, you could be confident enough to assume that bad things still continued to happen to me.

Basically the ACMI trip is related to Mind, Brain and Behavior 1 assignment, we are supposed to watch all of the exhibits and pick 3-4 to write about them.

Notice the pick 3-4 thingy, so one is free to choose the 3-4 from hundreds of exhibits.

So I supposed it wasn't just me but it is universally justified that it IS awkward if she tended to choose the same exhibits as I did, somemore kept intruding my comfort zone and distance even though there were abundance of space somewhere else.

What was more irritating is that she kept asking me what did I wrote on the notes for every exhibits, with her pencils and notes ready.

Please bitch, I am certain your behavior is going to constitute plagiarism as soon as you start your writing. That's why I kept hesitating like I was suffering from some kind of aphasia.

God, that's why I don't even bother trying to make friends of Year 1 level.

Not that I'm being ignorant of the knowledge part, but it's really tiring and hard to get myself retreat to the freshman state of me.

Anyway, it may sound somewhat "anti-social" but guess I shouldn't try too hard on the friend-making thing.

Afterall my study plan doesn't allow me to make a friend who will engage in 2 same subjects as I will at the same time.

Okay, switch to something motivating. I finally got my first Enigma album! Yay! And also my first Leonard Cohen album! And so JB HiFi becomes my most favourite place of interest in Melbourne.

We feel, we hear, we see, we do , we think

Time now: 1.08am (GMT +10), 31/3/2012

Mood now: Moodless + sleepy+ a little high+ a little anxious

What I can hear now: A few drunkards yelling something down at the street, the typing sound made by myself, some motorists speeding on the road, car horn beeping, the bell of the tram passing by, the break sound of the tram when it's approaching the stop, the sound of the wind, police car siren

What I can see now: A girl dancing on the balcony on opposite block, street lamps, billboards, opened sliding doors of balcony, the bowl that I used to fetch some ice-cream, a vase of lavenders, my restless hoodies, iphone(Carl III), a stack of books borrowed from the library piled up like UNO stack, my blurr reflection on the notebook screen, apartment keys, a few coins on the table, blog editing page...

What I am doing now:

Sitting on the chair, staring at the screen, looking at the keyboard and type

What's in my mind now:

"Assignments due soon"

"Is Kony 2012 100% truthful?"

"I want to watch the Disc 2 of South Park Season 1"

"I want to go to sleep"

"This blog post is to get myself familiar with the requirement of the assignment on "Sensation & Perception" "

"I should wrap myself with the sofa throw"

"What should I write?"

"Should get a new brand of ice-cream next time"

"Life is so boring"

"I miss KL Hokkien Mee"

"Will I be able to finish Understanding Society Assignment 1 by tomorrow afternoon?"

"Should I watch "Mirror Mirror" tomorrow?"

"Susanna Gale is really beautiful"

"WTF, dah pukul berapa masih ada polis merayau-rayau di sekitar???"

"Wow, my BM not bad"

"The dancing girl is out of sight"

"How come I didn't name the Suzuki Swift last time?"

"How would the night view of KL look like if I am viewing it from 22nd floor?"

"What song should I listen to now?"

"Want to sleep until automatically wake up tomorrow"

"Oh, the tram actually operates at such late hour"

"Should check the availability of secondhand textbook for my language subject now"

"Shit, forgot password of the textbook exchange website"

"Deng, outdated edition also sell for damn high price!"

"Where's the nail clipper?"

"Facebook tab got 1 new notification, think Grace pokes me again"

"Should end the writing now"

+...

Whatssup Epicurus

Dear Epicurus,

" Death, therefore, the most awful of evils, is nothing to us, seeing that, when we are (alive), death is not come, and when death is come, we are not."

Yes, you were being remarkably reasonable and rational when you said so.

But you forgot that when we are not alive anymore, the people around us are not necessary to be in the same state as ours.

We do not really see our death, but people around us do.

We may not need to deal with the aftermath of our death, but people around us do.

Just saying...

Can I have a Room of Requirement?

What do you do if you got a extremely annoying roommate who will surely affect your academic performance and who constantly challenges your temper?
You know you can't move away from the house, nor you can't ask the person to leave.
And the person is way too ignorant to listen to any of your suggestion.

And because of some special circumstances you are forbidden from using any harsh word to scold the person.

And even if you are allowed to your conscience may warn you that it is highly unethical to scold a naive person.
And yet the university library closes quite early.

And visiting Starbucks everyday is way too impractical.

I hate if eventually I have to farewell my great mission for such issue.
But seems like I have to...

haiz...
Don't know if the person is way too intolerable or I am filled with intolerance...