so ive been blonder than usual lately and its all still strange, like my jaws just involuntarily drop a lil bit everytime my eyes sweep pass reflective objects. there's a bad kid vibe emiting out of those golden streaks, really. i hope i don't get in the bad books of my prospective profs. i was seriously aiming for the position of teachers' pet. you know, just for a pretty CV's sake. im a good kid, i am. anyway welcome ceremony at NTU yesterday was awkward to say the least. there was this most bizarre ceremony, probably in good spirit of NDP, where we were instructed to don oversized robes and wave torches as the lights went out in the auditorium. then dramatic music came on and it was just 4 minutes of extreme weirdness. the international students put up a cheesy item and the Malaysians and Indians did some awesome singing while the rest were ERM a good effort. the item ended off with a really tragic I Believe I Can Fly because someone, along the way changed the key entirely and somehow the CD and the choir just parted ways. SIGH NTU just reminds me a lot of AJ; so awkward and unaesthetic, its cute. yeah, bravo to my sadistic optimism. so school's in and my timetable is showing signs of a 3 day week. but i don't want to bring my hopes too high yet since i havent added my electives. i don't have a single idea what the whole system is really about. i can't believe my apathy towards my entry into university, all i did last week about school was to buy myself 1 pen from the Popular Bookstore. but im really thrilled by the electives!!! there are Psychology, Sociology, Drama and Foreign languages modules to choose from WOOHOO i can't say i feel the same towards my own core modules. for one, i've got this Information Technology thingy to clear this sem and it just sounds like a really disgusting idea. SO its time to bid happy good bye and trek on to my next phase in life. it's just spooky imagining the sort of strangers i'll be confined in school with. i hope not the sort of hollow people i always feel i need a scripted conversation in order to weather those few agonizing moments with them. they don't have a passion for any craft, they don't have opinions, they are afraid of looking silly and they are permanently nauseatingly lovelorn. the people i really count on for good company are pretty much eccentric oddballs. they are usually wacky, spontaneous, curious, strange, are able to laugh at themselves, are passionate about something/someone, or are morbid semi happy cynics. we can talk about farts, family, films and our future all the same. o well enough of the soppyness. i rented Primeval some days ago and it was really a waste of funds that could go to better use. it was just messy with some dubious looking croc chasing freaked out angmohs. Babel is overrated. on the other hand, Last King of Scotland is AWESOME la! Forest Whitaker is so brilliant. you should watch it. anw listen to this dude from 超級星光大道, their equivanlent of AI, he's RLY good!! (楊宗緯 新不了情) http://youtube.com/watch?v=85YopcjdC_U |
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