UPDATE

I am peeling the 'burnt' skin of my arm from staying in direct contact with the big ball of fury that is the sun. Ugh.

What was I doing standing there? Was I hit by a moose while walking back from class and lost my mind? Yeah, something like that I suppose. We actually had this really dumbass tennis tournament which was so dumb that writing about it is just pointless.

I stayed on campus last weekend for the previously mentioned stupidity, met up with Moon

(disguising my grimace with a tight smile; my face felt really tight like I was pushing it through a plastic wrap)

and we went to catch Max Payne. Now I don't know much about it other than that the movie is an adaptation of a video game with the same title and is really really noir.

The contents were so-so (better you go pinjam the dvd lorh), but I like the visuals especially the part when the Valkyrie pulled the junkie out the hole in the wall and when Marky Mark does the whole somersault-shooting in slo-mo. That was some awesome stuff.

(don't do drugs, boys and girls. look at that junkie, his ass is grass)

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Syawal's coming to an end, how was it for you?
I don't know if I speak for all, but honestly for me this raya has lost most of its glitter, leaving behind a dull husk of what was once a time for jubilation.
In other words, mine was kinda bland.

I didn't visit as much people as I intend to and it's really frustrating because I want to, but timing just sucks.
I haven't seen most of my high school friends for ages and if I can't even make time to do so during the raya season then I'm in deep shit. Because then I know I've become to lazy to care.
Which is worse than being friendless because being indifferent has a way of numbing you to the point that you just live day by day without ever really appreciating life itself.
I'll have to do better next year.

Speaking of ends, the semester is also almost done. I can't wait to wrap it up already!

*tiba2 terdiam*

My subconcious just snapped when I realized that next year will be my last one.
Wow, I'm actually one year away from becoming a full-fledged engineer (assuming I don't fail any subjects or go to juvie or get distracted and have babies).
In one year, I'll actually be able to shoulder these engineer-ish responsibilities to build the nation or something like that.

That's heavy stuff, I don't know if I am or ever will be ready.
I know it's what I want to do, and I've known that for a long time; I have no doubts there.
But wanting it don't mean a thing. I want to be able to do it well. Heck I want to be the damn best one out there, I wanna rock the aerospace world!

I was hooked ever since I was snotty kid wondering how something so ginormous can stay afloat when logically it shouldn't. (I was a very logical child; I like unicorns and stuff but I KNOW they're not real. I liked watching My Little Pony; but with a cynical smile).

Now I'm doing what I want
(with the delightful encouragement of having people tell me my job opportunities will be scarce and I've chosen a frivolous path filled with frivolity and flying objects. This I'm not sure they're doing with the kindness of their hearts because surely if they do care they wouldn't go blithering around breaking people's spirits left right and center. Unless of course it's reverse psychology. Which is sick, playing around with people's heads and shit).
and I'm not sure that it's enough.

*shudder*


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Exams are just around that bloody corner, tip-toing in their fur-lined slippers, rubbing their hands gleefully and curving their spines and bending their knees; ready to spring out and catch you unaware. (yes I know, bucketload of metaphors. I just finished teaching my sister about similes).

Time to hit the books and hit them hard.
Good luck!

p/s: Intan introduced this old track to me, it's really good:

p/s: For a local band, this isn't half bad: