Lost AND Found

These past few days had been a whirlwind for me. Every Thursday and Friday, my class starts at 9 am, which is really really bad at times like Winter aka now (almost). I find it so hard to get up of bed. Yet, i dragged myslf out of it, after snoozing for 6 times (hehe).

Being me when i have to get up so early, i don't feel a 100%. It is like i will forget to pick up my eraser when i drop it at the lecture = lost eraser and have to buy a new one. It also equals to me forgetting about my PRECIOUS XBOX memory card after i played my game at ERC Library. FUCK, i only realised it late at night when i was packing my bag!!!! I went intoa frantic, as i would when i lose anything. I even get VERY VERY upset when i lose an eraser as I NEVER SEEM TO BE able to use even half of it before losing it again and again. AND i always buy expensive erasers (cost $3 each) as i like it.

FUCK FUCK, what shall i do? I saw some people playing the XBOX after me, some freakin' Asians. they MUST have took the memory card away!! It cost about $50 and is new (bought it 3 weeks ago) and is invaluable due to the games i had inside!!!
Why am i so dumb!! I took out the game disc but not the memory card. I know that i am not a 100% as i am tired and sleepy while playing the game. I shoild have taken a nap!!

Thankfully, the next day, today, ERC opens at 11am and i was there FIRST. By golly!! My memory card is still there!!! LUCKY!!! Thank God.

However, i found many many many many and i mean MANY saved games in it. Let's run through a list. There's Buffy and the Vampire Slayer, HALO, splinter Cell, Dead or Alive, Jurrasic Park, Godzilla, NBA Basketball, my game (phew, still there), Baldur's Gate, Counter Strike and the list goes on and on and on. Hehe, i had the honour of deleting them all!!!!

Wakakaka, i feel mean when i delete their games as they are pretty nice people not to take the memory card away and thought that it was a courtesy of the ERC library. Lesson learnt, try to be alert when i am not 100%, chek and recheck my items to see if anything was left behiind and don't PUSH myself when tired, REST.

There's more...

Last night, i met up with the boys for our zen time as usual. We were found at fabulous st. Kilda beach which i love. Strangely, there were not many people there, considering it is a hot spot and Friday night. Let's just say we had a filling dinner, and i love the beach walk. However, i was after i get home that night when i saw something!!

My left eye contact lense is GONE, gone with the wind...

I presumed that the windy St. Kilda might have blown some sand in and resulting in me rubbing my eyes, thus my contact lense drop to God know where. So i was with a BROWN left eye and a Blue right eye all my trip back. NO WONER people were staring at me.

I was distressed even though i had another set of contact lenses in store. I feel so dumb as i should have mirrored myself once every 15 minutes to check.

However, this morning, whilst washing my face, the blue lenses poped out from the right side of my left eye. OOOO man, the lenses had been in my eyes through the night. With it is a chunk of eye goo, yellowish to be precise. Damn, i talk about lost and found, this one was never lost. It just slipped into my back eye which i can rotate out to have zoom vision, laser eyes, see-though objectability and chakra sensing (kidding).

Haizz, at the end of the day, i lost somethings but found it all back. In life, many things don't get a second chance. It is at times when we tink or almost lose something that we find the key to open the gateway to get it back. This works for friendships too. It is during the times when one is not feeling 100% that wierd things happen as were are not very aware of the mental, physical and spiritual condition we are in. We just get swept around like a mindless zombie. Bad, bad to do it again.

Let us pay our respect to those who dies or got injured in the train wreck at VLocity passenger train travelling from Ararat to Melbourne when it collided with a semi-trailer at Trawalla about 3.30pm (AEST) on Friday yesterday (29/4/2006). Let it remind us that a life is precious and can be lost just like that... and may never be found again (unlike my mere XBOX memory card).

Sly Worm

Uni have started after the much celebrated one week break. Guys, it's 4 weeks more before the big one. Frankly, not very prepared as yet but i know that this month will zoooom pass so fast that i dont even notice ,'Hey, in 2 more weeks will be my final paper.' Just to summarise everything i have done from my last post til now... almost nothing.

Meet up with the boys for dinners and Scary Movie 4 premier was like the only highlight. The rest is just perhaps trying.... and i mean trying to study. It cannot pass off as 'study' but 'trying to study'. The weather is killing me, feel sleepy most of the time, can't focus much as i feel that my body seemed to be less actve than Summer time. Sob sob sob. Don't everyone just hate Winter?

I realised that it is going to be boring in Winter. We'll sleep alot, stay indoors alot, complain that it is cold alot and many times, say how fantastic it would be if we have a portable heater, alot. Focus focus focus. I need a new surprise in my life to distract the Winter but i still have to stay focus. If life is about studying, making money and waiting for new surprises in life, some one should kill me now.

Maybe it is the Sly Worm that is taking over me now but i just feel pretty hopeless for this coming 2 weeks. The weather, the knowledge of exams starting to get to me, the monotone of activities, slight depression and hopelessness, HOMESICKNESS, boy do i miss the warm weather of Jakarta with my family, and assignments. I am sure many of you are feelingt this too.

Good news? Maybe this will be over soon and I will be so glad about things again. Hehe. A new Porsche Carrera and some red wine shall calm my nerves for now. The thought of being carless in a city like Melbourne also hau

Peep Holed.

Week 7. Easter Break is gonna be here so soon. Finally, i can take a break, hehe. One funny incident occurred 2 days ago. As you guys know, i go to the library every Saturday to revise my work, being the good boy that i am. I will be there from 11 (time when library opens) to 5 (when it closes. Studious, hardworking and undisputed dilligence. What a good boy.

Since i get up at 10.30, i just have enough time for a quick shower and come cereal. I have have to complete my 'bowel movements' elsewhere, aka at the library toilet. Yet, i am not complaining. I always love reading them'poems' from the toilet walls. So funny.

For example, my fave poem that goes (exactly copied from the toilet) 'I froze your tears and turn it into a DAGGER. And stick it into my cock FOREVER. It stays there like EXCALIBUR....' Huahuahuahuahua. Such level of Literature huh.

Toilet Poems seemed to go from anything ridiculously funny like one that says 'Flush Twice, its a looooong way to the Cafeteria. Flush Trice to get to Melbourne Central.' to something suggesting a bit of porno such as 'My dick is longer than yours, so lets have a 'sword fight', to something political like 'Howard makes me hard' and then to something racist, like 'pictures of dicks, from long to short, then from blacks to Asians...'

Alas, many debates went on in the toilet. People insulting each other for their comments. Asians defending their sword lenghts. People going on all about the VSU and even messages like 'Wanting to meet at the toilet at certain certain time for some dirty dirty time'. Poor toilet cleaner, i even read something like 'The toilet cleaner is horny and says hi'. Spare them, i mean, just let them do their job for Go'd sake.

Then there was me, reading whilst boweling. Before i realised something!!!
I saw a message that goes, 'Hoe does it feel when there is a peep hole in your toilet' Peep hole?? I know that the cubicle beside me is occupied, then there was a HOLE!! A freakin hole!!!

So all this time i had used it w/o noticing. I have no idea if the person beside me was watching all this while.. Shit shit, my mind was in a daze. Light speedly, i stuffed some toilet papers to cover the damned hole up. Was i peeped?

So all this time i had been turing my backs to read those 'poems' and giggling to them.. and was watched?? What happens if the peeper knows me? Unbelievable. I always thought that holes in cubicles are things of myths and only perhaps exist at St. Kilda or Sydney's Oxford Street??
But AT MELBOURNE UNI??

Warnings ahead, do a rain check before you start 'raining'.
Lesson learnt.