The Monster so-called Tension

Life is still busy like hell with one test every week. And we had finished half of the semester. Time really flies mercilessly like arrow without waiting for us to respond to the unexpected changes around us. Piles of workloads had reduced my sensibility towards the 5 stimulus until I need a longer time to give an appropriate response when friends were trying to tease me or frightened me by shouting loudly beside my ears. *yup Jyo Lyn and Justin, I am talking about both of u*.

People even grow older faster in the presence of cascading pressure. The hair is no longer black in color totally. Gray hairs can be spotted around and pimples are getting severe. Bacteria is prevalent until people's legs get infected which might leave a ugly scar behind. People eat more than usual as a way to release tension without caring much about the risk of gaining on weight. People stop watching TV drama because it is an addictive drug which make people abandon their studies. People do not get enough sleep until they do not have much energy to walk or even step on other innocent people's sandals.*kah yee, it is you*.

Life is miserable when the monster so-called tension keep approaching us without any sense of guilt. It interrupts people's life until there are only two colors, which are black and white in the originally colorful world. That's why people like me keep wearing black and white color shirt without considering other variations of colors. Life is dull and drab. The only entertainment wil be sharing cold jokes or observing people's attire.

What is life?I cant get a precise answer right at this moment.

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On Thursday night, the whole level 1 of Block S went into absolute darkness for several hours. Only at that moment I realized the importance of electric supply which I take for granted before this. Imagine the situation whereby ppl had to search for stuff in darkness and cannot switch on their laptop. It was damn frustrated. But this was still considered tolerable. The worst part was isolated ppl like me couldnt online, leaving space which was too hard to be filled in. Being too free for the ever first time in this semester but at the same time inundated with cascading homework, we went to common room to continue our battles of calculus. By the time I came back to room after hip-hop practice, the electric had been resumed but there was no access to internet connection. College life can be quite insipid without the accompany of internet and msn.

Friday Kah Yee had a short excursion to Seremban with the main purpose of watching movie. We thought there was a cinema at Seremban Parade which is just a walking stone distance away from the Seremban KTM station, but to our disappointment, there was none. So we just bought some sundries at Seremban Parade. Then we headed towards Terminal 1 but the movies on view were too obsolete. So we took the bus pengantara from Terminal 1 to Terminal 2 and finally we were able to watch one of the latest movie, Pink Panther2 at MBO cineplex. No student price was given, but the ticket of 9 bucks was considered worthy. There were only 8 audiences inside the cineplex, so we were able to laugh as loud as possible when watching such humorous movie without caring much about images(though I hardly have any image).

Well overall the show was nice. Listening to the English dialogue with France slang could be quite toilsome but the jocular demeanors of Jacques Clouseau, the smart inspector who teams up with a squad of International detectives who are just as bumbling as he is offset everything. The sound effect of the cineplex was much better than a decent cinema. It was just like all the characters were talking beside me. Maybe the cineplex is small enough for good sound transmission. After watching this movie, stupid Sujia only realized that the toy at my home is so-called Pink Panther which I used to call it as dog before this. But from now onwards, I have to call it Pink Panther.

Hands Tasted Sour

"My son kept complaining to me that his hands are sour when he completes his homework".Yes this is another direct translation by our beloved calculus Mr Heartcount. He was sort like creating one translation everyday which bewilders some foreign students. And today he brought us several mandarin oranges or better known as limau in order to encourage his students to turn up at tonight's Chap Gor Meh celebration. He even asked some of the girls to throw the oranges given by him into the swimming pool and wait for the guys to "drag" the oranges from swimming pool. Why must it be swimming pool?Yesh this is the special part of this coming Chinese Valentine's celebration. Chinese traditional cultures are really distinctive. I should apply some sociological facts here to enhance my memory on this particular topic of culture. Culture is the shared way of life among the members of society and plays important role to strengthen local community. Just crap here...

Now I always looking forward to calculus class though the syllabus is getting harder. I just love his translation. He had created so much inspirations for my blog. I have much more to write about my Sociology class and the coming trial. I am just too lazy to continue here. My hands are sour aldy.

Back-to-Home Journey

Workload is piling up and increasing tremendously. I am currently inundated with tests every week after Thaipusam break. The trial for sociology is so gonna to begin and three assignments are waiting ahead of me. This semester is definitely busier than last semester and I should prepared mentally from being collapse at any time.

Currently blogging at my home sweet home now. The journey back to home was a disastrous and terrible one. For those who take a bus back to hometown from Seremban bus station, good luck to ur future back-home-journey. Most of the buses depart at the new bus station known as Terminal 2. I have to admit that the bus station is so decent and advanced with a cineplex and a lot convenient shop nearby. But passengers are required to take "Bus Pengantara" from the old bus station Terminal 1 to the new one.Walked around under the scorching heat was undoubtedly a painful experience. So a suggestion here: better spend more money to take a cab in order to save time.By the time I arrived at the new bus station, it was only 12.30pm and I had to wait alone there after Shi Ying and Mik Xin took the bus back to Malacca at 1.30pm. Being so bored, I applied what I had learnt in Sociology by observing people around me. Non-verbal communication seem to play an important part in humans' everyday interaction.

Being so innocent, I thought my toilsome journey was coming to an end when a double-decker bus came to the platform, waiting for the passengers to take thier seats. But unfortunately, another hit impinged me. The air-condition was spoilt I was just like sitting beside a stove along the journey. Even if I tried to take a nap, the unbearable heat kept reminding me that this is not the right place to sleep. But luckily still manage to fill in the free time by chatting with an UKM student sitting beside me.

Time to end the Chinese New Year celebration officially and back to hectic study life. Life is so drab with uncountable formulaes and texts to be memorized.