Blogs ‘R’ Alex

Three days. Three hectic days when every club and society in the campus gather their stuff in one complex and started having a market day. For those days, I have to alternate between classes, sightseeing, and manning the booth of the one club I joined in my first year. After deliberation, I chose to join only one other club besides my current one. I’ve heard of others who joined as many as four societies, and I thought to myself, do they really have 24 hours in one day? How do they manage their time? Or it COULD be that I’m to lazy to spend more time outside doing stuff instead of sitting in front of my computer updating my blogs, checking my mail, browsing for new mp3s… I need a life of my own. A life besides studying and doing mathematics. There has got to be to the world than theorems and books, emails and mp3s, and I’m going for another two stuff to add to my to-do list. If anybody is curious, it’s physical self-improvement and a charity organization. Doesn’t sound like much, but it will keep me from getting bored for quite some time.

It’s that day again, when people turns a whole year older. Darn, I’m old. When you look at it this way, an average person gets to live until 75, and I’m already 19, past the quarter stage. Thinking back, I know I did not accomplish as much as I had hoped during my first quarter of my lifetime. That means, I won’t be able to tell my grandkids (if I’ll have any) "Long before your time, when your Grandpa was a wee kid…" followed by my list of "things I did which no one does now". Guess I’ll just have to make up for it in my other quarters. Let’s see now, the list

(*Warning: the following contents may be hazardous to your mental health as it may cause intense dizziness, exhaustion, and loss of consciousness. Read at your own risk*)

I’ve been a prefect in primary school, got some As in UPSR, got a crush in Form 1, got some As in PMR, studied some music, got another crush in Form 4, been a librarian in the same year, got heartbroken in Form 5, got some A’s in SPM, crush again in first year in university, got a 3.1 in my first year, got my first rank in martial arts, and now entering second year and 19th year in university and age respectively. Not a lot to boast about, eh?

P.S: I know I promised Clubs and Societies Registration in my last post, but that was because I didn’t remember about my birthday (hahaha). It will be in my next post

It’s already a week into the new term and the anticipation is high for new "stuff", if you know what I mean. Some old friends have gone over to the other branch of the campus, some stayed, and new ones coming in. What remains is whether or not I can overcome my isolationist tendencies to make new contact with the third kind. Anyway, moving on to the latest set of subjects, Field Theory seems to promise a lot. That is, a LOT of stuff to cram into my already cramped head, not including four other subjects. From my first look, there’s a lot of calculations involved. In addition, the lecturer is definitely not helping by labeling the subject as "Fail Theory". Engineering Mathematics seem to be nearly in the same league as Field Theory; Circuit Theory and Electronics both have a lot to do with those tiny stuff that runs all the electronic devices we use daily; Computer & Program Design seems the easiest of the lot, though first looks can be deceiving. Next post: Clubs and Societies Registration Day, so stay tuned…

Before you read this, read Cliff Richard’s lyrics to the song “All I Have to Do is Dream.” Yep, that’s what I do almost everytime I sleep, and sometimes (not that I believe they’ll come true) I feel some feeling of empathy for those dreams. It’s as if I lived them as someone else, yet myself, and did what I would have done if it happened in real life. Had one last night. Scared me a lot. How does it feel to lose someone close, someone within an arm’s reach, who’s there whenever you turn your head around? Think about that, and start appreciating everyone who is close to you, family AND friends, that barely-known cousin, that friend you rubbed the wrong way in secondary school, everyone you care about, and some who cares about you.