Title no. 2: Two non-lecture weeks should never be called “Study break”. It should be called “study like a bitch for 2 weeks or you’ll die like a toad on the 3rd” weeks.
Phew… I am having a bit of a break from the study week break. Hmm… doesn’t sound that right, nevertheless, a break at this very moment is simply… pleasant, I guess. It has always been the way as it is when the exams are creeping in and then, there will be a sudden surge of adrenaline (no matter how prepared I think I am). Bah, must be the strike again.
The whole month of continuous studies is not a very ideal way of living. I have always heard from most working group people that “life as a student” is always bliss, or some say, “better than working life”. Man, I guess the next time when I want to tell the younger generation I shall not con them by giving that same statement. Rather, I’ll just say “playtime during schooling/campus time was fun”. Playtime = because when you finally graduate, what are the chances that you get to pillow-fight with your roomate and laugh hysterically together (sometimes at apparently nothing funny) till you actually get self-induced abdominal cramps and (sometimes) get a total knock-out?
Fun = Simply skip work, go shopping and when you feel like going back to work, you just coolly march in through the door… Doesn’t work that way, ay? But during lecturetimes, if you do not turn up, there will be 10 others missing out from the lecturehall to be reported on… You are never alone, really. And if you do feel like going to lectures however, surely, there will be a group of fun-people-who-loves-lectures like the lectureboys. How bout that? Once again, you are never alone.
Seconds are ticking on… minutes after minutes, turning to hours. Irreversibly. As I learn to resolve the mistakes that I have done yesterday, I learn to dissolve my negativities and bitterness today, so that I know that I will evolve to a better being tomorrow.
Yeah, that’s the theme for the IMU Ball 2005. I finally got the theme of my mind accepted by everyone (in the committee) and now advancing through the process, getting people interested and awaiting for the day to come.
The part of the theme, “Unforgettable Sentiments“, a schmaltzy statement, I must say… complementing the classy elegant ballroom of Putrajaya Marriott, with the pre-planned jazzy music, making the whole setting a magnificent splendour! Who wouldn’t want the taste of such grandeur? An experience certainly not to be missed. So fine. Pleasant…
If last year’s ball was of such theme I must say it was indeed not to be easily forgotten as well. Ha ha! The memories are still fresh. I definitely felt sorry for the people involved. What was it?
Ho ho… This is the silliest blooper I have ever come across. What did you think the guy would have done?
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Ben sat at where he was told to! What happened was he sat on the left while his trusted date lil’ Miss Cutie was on the right of Betsy. Ho ho! Trust me people. Such inconsiderate woman do exist. On the other hand, such fat head also exist, that’s why there is also the lost pitiful date of such air-headed people.
Bah! Can’t take this nonsense. Back to the present state, really… At times at where I currently am , things can look so bleak. So bleak! So bleak I hate it. Sometimes, the accumulation of dispiriting and demoralizing events can drown even the most happening person on Earth. What more, me an ordinary mortal? Has all the capable people beginning to evaporate? At this very moment, I miss my homies… very much. It was very much delighting just to have brekkie with Yiming this morning and spill things out. I remember although there were ugly times, at least everyone had good ideas and was more willing to share and turn things the other way altogether.
What do you get when you have a bacterial infection… sore throat… over-production of nasal mucus, together with a whole week of self-schedulings to prepare for the exams and presentation… all at the same time. One word…
UNDER-PRODUCTIVITY
I thought I was entirely all-good for that kind of challenge, but heck! useless momento ‘I have. I tried to pick up a book and barely 15 minutes later my eyes started to tire and got droopy. Darn sedative. Terrible. And to make matters more pathetic. It’s the first time my entire 20 years of life, I have never NEVER used up even half a box of facial tissues. This time, I actually finished a box of Kleenex 130’s! In two days of my sick-dom! Wen Wei told me to get some Vitagen’s. Apparently, she said they would work. I’ve no idea what good would bacteria of Lacto bacilli do to my throat. I guess I’ll let them battle themselves. Dad told me to see a doctor. I did not. I guess I’ll just let my immune system boost up itself. At least I won’t have the bacteria in me have any chance of being resistant to the antibiotic the doc would probably dispense to me. Heck, antibiotics are not all good. Really. I am a pharmacy student. I know my stuff.
hmm… thoughts, thoughts… For upcoming post, I’m probably gonna put up a post on something bout qualities of people and how they treat other people. Hmm… or probably just a story about a white cat. Meanwhile, just to inform all that I probably won’t blog till after 11 March. So, do tune in only after that.
Ah, finally pushed myself to update this blog of mine. A task usually effortless then, these days I find myself procrastinating to put up a new post. Really, I do have things in my mind. For instance I WANT to write a criminal story, however… I WANT to write about buggers on the street outside my apartment, but… I WANT to write about the person currently “stalking” me, then again… there are too much to be done. Of course, there are other stuffs that I presently am getting more “involved” in…
1) Class tests: Doesn’t everyone just enjoy the challenge of the season??? FOUR bloody tests, all included for assessment. And they’re not all one subject. One subject requires total memory work. 100% - it’s just a “remember them or die at home because you’re being nagged at like a lil’ whore” kinda subject. Another one requires understanding and critical thinking. What I meant by that? basically critically thinking to all those critical questions that some may probably cause “critical damage” to brain cells. The other two are more or less memory+CT (which is all good as we were quipped with practices from the above mentioned subs).
2) Convo mag: Being a head of Graphics Dept back in my late days in high school doesn’t help much this time. The majority sum of the crew have not done anything similar or even close to producing a magazine before in their schooling days. My say? Good job. I’m doing the sponsorship division. I hate handling money. SERIOUS! I hope you guys read this! Nevertheless, it’s experience making. Wondering now how’s the progress over on the major team, the Graphics people.
3) IMU Ball 2005: Being in a position where I am is very political. Why? Being who I am, close affiliates and friends may deem me “influential”. But being who I am at where I currently am, things can get tough. It is like putting the wisest man with ah beng long white beard trying to tell innocent 3-year-olds still in nappies on “Cronicles of The Wise Man”. Kids don’t wanna listen to a boring old man. Kids won’t wanna listen to a story of a man who turns so wise and grey. They would want to know if the man could tie a ribbon with his ah beng beard. They’d definitely like to listen to a story of him being wise and able to shoot out kami-kale-ha sonic beams from his palms. Bottomline is… me being a Pharmacy rep who is also the Vice Pres for the IMU Ball 2005, trying to convince and instil the fact to the mass of Pharm Faculty that IMU Ball is NOT a Medic Ball, rather it is the IMU populations’ ball can be quite a tormenting challenge. Somebody bite me on the 9th April Night. PLEASE.
4) Stalking a stalker: Whoa! Somehow, somebody from somewhere in KL who probably studied in SMK Bukit Bandaraya, born in the year of 1982 got my personal details of me and my handphone number! Thrilling… I shall speak no further ‘coz I do not know and I can’t find a way to identify this fella.
5) Being sick: If you’d have the chance to visit IMU, by all means, I welcome you. IMU building is, by far, I know can have the four seasons in the very same building. The coldest winter (minus the snow) in the library and rooms, the hottest hot on the rooftop, Springtime at random areas where you can find greens lurching at corners of walls, and autumn at the vicinity of the building.
6) DOTA: This game is addictive. No more comments.
As regard to no. 5, I am currently home bound, a consequence from being hardworking and diligent in the cold library of IMU. I need to rest. I am currently in love…
with my bed.
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