finally back to the beloved home. well, not a big fan of hot n humid weather, but the cheap n yet tasty food make me forget about the rest....HOWEVER,currently i got abandon by my beloved heng tai (buddy) in a cyber cafe as they need to play their beloved game. so what i can do is stuck here, facing the emotionless monitor n hearing them screaming at each otehr 'go left go left!!' oh well.....what's good friend for? sigh....
anywya, had a rather amazing experience for the past weeks. been bagpacking around for 10 days i think, met a lot of German, British n have seen a lot of the beauty of New Zealand. I had wrote quite a bit into my travel diary, but sadly my house's internet currently is having PMS n dont give a dam on my boredom, so cant put it up for me n for whoever reading it as a good memory or reading.
i'm so bored now.....why do i stuck here?? why why why~~~~~~damn it~~~sigh....
night walk
Time: 3.27AM. Temperature: 9.8 degree Celsius. Wearing a Hallenstein quarter pant, random t-shirt, Power brand slipper (worth RM9.90), and holding Apache MP3 player. Location: George Street. Feeling cold, and a little bit of lonely. It’s been a while since the last time walked alone at this hour. Used to be a bad habit of mine. Still remember last year I got this craved for Magnum and I went to 2-4 to have 1. It was 5 o’clock in the morning and 3 degree Celsius if I not mistaken.
Music played: Autumn in NY and Embraceable you- chet baker
Location: St David St.
Time: 3.32AM
Not a good song for this moment. I’m in NZ and its summer time. Surprised to see 1 Honda, 2 Taxi on the road, and 2 human beings on the street. I was walking straight, and this old lady was walking from left side towards my right. It seems like we might collide if none of us stop walking. None of us did, but we didn’t collide to each other. I passed our crossing point before her. She was 5cm behind me. I could feel her dull colour hair slapped on my back. If this is a movie, the screen would have pause on this shot for 2second to show that the actor n actress missed out each other. Of course, we didn’t stop ourselves from walking. It happened right in front of the University of Otago monument.
Location: campus
Time: 3.36AM
Music played: sweet Lorraine- Chet Baker
Walked past the St David building, the security lamp lighted up. No security around though. Not surprised. Continue walking towards Leith River that flow through our campus. I took out the ear sets. The water is still flowing through this place in such a low pace. Nothing seems to be moving fast in this small town. I sat down on one of the so-call art display; listen to the sound of river. Opposite me was the magnificent clock tower. It looks so charming in the night. Yellow spot light shoot on different spot of her. I believe whoever located the spot light wish to make her looks like a 17th century English young lady, hiding part of her face with a folding fan, and yet it can’t hide her beauty, and the charming her just mesmerized all the gentlemen around.
Location: intersection of Union St and Cumberland st
Time: 3.54AM
Music played: Let’s get lost- Chet Baker
Finally playing a right song for me~
“Let's get lost~
lost in each other's arms
Let's get lost~,
let them send out alarms
And though they'll think us rather rude~~
Let's tell the world we're in that crazy mood
.Let's defrost~~ in a romantic mist
Let's get crossed~~ off everybody's list
To celebrate this night we found each other,
mmm~~, let's get lost
I wish I could be lost in this city. But I’ve been here for 2 years. I can even remember which shop is next to the French Bakery. Oh well, emotionally get lost I assumed…
Time: 4.03
Location: opposite Captain Cook
Manage to see another few more human beings. Surprised that they aren’t drunk. Nothing much to see, heading towards home.
Time: 4.15
Location: George St, 1 minutes to home
Music played: Tangerine- Chet Baker
Had enough of cold air. Finger crossed that I don’t get cold tomorrow. Still have to sit for exam on the day after. Satisfied, though, doing this that I’ve not done for long.
End of expenditure with Chet Baker. Had a pack of Indo Mee, and slept like pig
Music played: Autumn in NY and Embraceable you- chet baker
Location: St David St.
Time: 3.32AM
Not a good song for this moment. I’m in NZ and its summer time. Surprised to see 1 Honda, 2 Taxi on the road, and 2 human beings on the street. I was walking straight, and this old lady was walking from left side towards my right. It seems like we might collide if none of us stop walking. None of us did, but we didn’t collide to each other. I passed our crossing point before her. She was 5cm behind me. I could feel her dull colour hair slapped on my back. If this is a movie, the screen would have pause on this shot for 2second to show that the actor n actress missed out each other. Of course, we didn’t stop ourselves from walking. It happened right in front of the University of Otago monument.
Location: campus
Time: 3.36AM
Music played: sweet Lorraine- Chet Baker
Walked past the St David building, the security lamp lighted up. No security around though. Not surprised. Continue walking towards Leith River that flow through our campus. I took out the ear sets. The water is still flowing through this place in such a low pace. Nothing seems to be moving fast in this small town. I sat down on one of the so-call art display; listen to the sound of river. Opposite me was the magnificent clock tower. It looks so charming in the night. Yellow spot light shoot on different spot of her. I believe whoever located the spot light wish to make her looks like a 17th century English young lady, hiding part of her face with a folding fan, and yet it can’t hide her beauty, and the charming her just mesmerized all the gentlemen around.
Location: intersection of Union St and Cumberland st
Time: 3.54AM
Music played: Let’s get lost- Chet Baker
Finally playing a right song for me~
“Let's get lost~
lost in each other's arms
Let's get lost~,
let them send out alarms
And though they'll think us rather rude~~
Let's tell the world we're in that crazy mood
.Let's defrost~~ in a romantic mist
Let's get crossed~~ off everybody's list
To celebrate this night we found each other,
mmm~~, let's get lost
I wish I could be lost in this city. But I’ve been here for 2 years. I can even remember which shop is next to the French Bakery. Oh well, emotionally get lost I assumed…
Time: 4.03
Location: opposite Captain Cook
Manage to see another few more human beings. Surprised that they aren’t drunk. Nothing much to see, heading towards home.
Time: 4.15
Location: George St, 1 minutes to home
Music played: Tangerine- Chet Baker
Had enough of cold air. Finger crossed that I don’t get cold tomorrow. Still have to sit for exam on the day after. Satisfied, though, doing this that I’ve not done for long.
End of expenditure with Chet Baker. Had a pack of Indo Mee, and slept like pig
Underwear
I can’t concentrate on my study, again.
Have this urge to talk to someone, but sadly nobody’s phone number seems interesting enough for me to make the call.
Gave up study, tried to read some basic skill on HTML. Turn out to be much harder than the horrible biochemistry. If I cant handle Biochemistry, I cant find a reason to support how I can handle this html shit. Sigh, forget about it…
Anyway, thought that I didn’t exactly clarify my theory on underwear, since my only reader Callyn seems to be amused by it. The reason I said love is like an underwear, its because if you have the habit of wearing underwear, soon you will forgot the reason for wearing it, n most likely you will wear it unconsciously, sometime even forget that you actually wearing it ( oh well, I do feel it there, but you will never give it a damn, do you?). Same thing happened to love. When you are in love too long, soon you will forget about the reason of being in love. It may become nothing but a habit to you. You can feel the love is there (because he/she is such a big object that you can never missed), but most likely you will not give it a damn
Once the underwear is off, you soon will find this strange freedom. Nothing is being tight to your body anymore, your lower part can have a better breath, but it’s just weird. You find it uncomfortable….find it strange….find it incomplete, even though it suppose to mean more freedom to you. Sound familiar, I guess that what happened to you when you are no longer in love. You have this extra time and freedom that you wish for, but you just find to strange, unfamiliar and worse, incomplete.
Conclusion? I don’t have one. I wear boxers (
Have this urge to talk to someone, but sadly nobody’s phone number seems interesting enough for me to make the call.
Gave up study, tried to read some basic skill on HTML. Turn out to be much harder than the horrible biochemistry. If I cant handle Biochemistry, I cant find a reason to support how I can handle this html shit. Sigh, forget about it…
Anyway, thought that I didn’t exactly clarify my theory on underwear, since my only reader Callyn seems to be amused by it. The reason I said love is like an underwear, its because if you have the habit of wearing underwear, soon you will forgot the reason for wearing it, n most likely you will wear it unconsciously, sometime even forget that you actually wearing it ( oh well, I do feel it there, but you will never give it a damn, do you?). Same thing happened to love. When you are in love too long, soon you will forget about the reason of being in love. It may become nothing but a habit to you. You can feel the love is there (because he/she is such a big object that you can never missed), but most likely you will not give it a damn
Once the underwear is off, you soon will find this strange freedom. Nothing is being tight to your body anymore, your lower part can have a better breath, but it’s just weird. You find it uncomfortable….find it strange….find it incomplete, even though it suppose to mean more freedom to you. Sound familiar, I guess that what happened to you when you are no longer in love. You have this extra time and freedom that you wish for, but you just find to strange, unfamiliar and worse, incomplete.
Conclusion? I don’t have one. I wear boxers (
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