过去的就让它过去

光阴似箭,
当一切都已尘埃落定,
当一切都已成定局,
仿佛一切都无法回头,
又何必停留于过去,
何必念念不忘?

既已过去,
莫让它成为迈向成功的绊脚石,
不留念,
不挽留,
不后悔...

既来之,则安之;
活在当下,
活得精彩,
过去的就随它过去...

Quality Time on Das Boot

Owing to the requirement of the German language course, I thereby made my step for the movie entitled "Das Boot". The fact is, I love watching movies, they are my favourite activity and I regarded it as a part of myself. I never closed my eyelids or attempted to nor feeling sleepy in the middle of a movie. Nevertheless, "Das Boot" had opened a whole new page and broke a new record in my very own book of history. For the first time, I feel sleepy. Mainly due to boring conversations inside the submarine and less actions and climax.

Boring as it was, I couldn't say it did not interest me entirely. At some points, I did enjoy watching war-film. The movie 99% focused on a submarine U--(forgot what code)back in the world-war-II with 50 members in it. My first thought - submarine should be huge. My thought was wrong for the submarine's interior was so narrow only a person could pass by. Second, those soldiers were meant to be tightly bounded to discipline as many others normal people would share this same thought with me. Singing, dancing, mocking, playing were their ways to kill time instead. But not until problems arised. They were serious and stern with those darkened faces of theirs. Play hard, work hard.

Forgot to mention the main factor contributing to my sleepy condition. The film itself took me 5 hours sitting motionless inside the chill room keeping my pupils dilated long enough to an exhausted state. Of course, there was a short break in between. But still, it was really BORING to watch the same film for 5 hours with less than 5% of climax and actions.

Somehow, I was impressed by how they could possibly make seriously damaged parts back to functionality in such an adverse condition. The psychological pressure itself could kill a person by bursting his head off. They worked in a team and as a whole, taking instructions with no single question asked. They were excellence in professionalism - SOLDIER.

Though, I didn't like the ending. By the time they made their way back to their homeland, so close to their family; and there they got attacked and bombed. Countless were dead. That's how it ended. Must had taken decades of bad luck to have this kind of situation I thought.

These were what crossed my mind after 5 hours quality time in the theater.

My theory of life - Vol. 2

This chapter I am so going to write a review of self reflection. Things I learned and those little negative things that have long embedded deep down my self-conscious mind I have just deciphered into the category of blurness. Blurness has brought errors and damages out of my pure stupidity.

No matter where I stand, I have a limited range of vision or you should say low alert. I am always unaware of things happening around me or else happened to be the last one to catch up the info. My latest news received have never been the latest as it should be in the first place. So, I may wonder how did I get along with my life before. Owing to my shortcircuit antenna adapted right on top of me, I have a high dependancy on manually transmitted info via friends networking in compensation to what I lack of. Their words turn out to be more accountable and trustworthy somehow in some way. This is why I'm glad to have good friends around me and I do think I'm blessed with all the best. Hehe..

Given the help from my dear friends, I don't take that as granted as much as I cherish every single one of them. Friend as well as trust is not granted but earned. Earning it has every thing to do with sincerity that comes as the pioneer basis.

I'm always helpless in tackling my blurness syndrome and being tactful will be the top of most wanted character list of mine. I have spared some thought in line with the solution to this or maybe not a total cure but at least will do some improvement to a certain degree.

In order to catch up the status and as well updating my current improvement progress, I have signed myself a medical report card which in this case a personal notebook that carries the details of mine.

My wish of December - May all memories remain intact with me.

Cleaning in progress

"Do not disturb", that's the words I put on my face by the time I rummage across my old stuffs as well as my luggage. There are too many things to be reorganized and yet to be done till this day. I need a plan, a well laid out plan to carry out this top most difficult task. Cleaning - the last thing I want to do on earth, most of the time being able to find excuses to pull myself out of this troublesome work. Cleaning simply means trouble to me. A big big trouble that I would avoid at any chance.

However, there is no longer any excuse for me as the date on the calendar turns blue indicating holidays. Errr.... where to start? This question keep on popping in my head for a long while until I could pinpoint the first thing to clean -- my desk. Haha... my desk, covered with pile of dusk and messed up. My very first step - Categorizing the wanted and unwanted stuffs. In the end, I dispose nearly half of my stuffs which equally likely makes 3 bags fulled of rubbishes ended up in trashcan. Throw, throw, throw. Everything not in use just throw cause I have no place to keep them while more is coming. So, 1 day spent!

Next, my lecture notes and tutorials and books. I tag them nicely and label them. Aren't I tidy??? Not so messy as I am claimed to be, my friends! I arrange them nicely too! Can't believe I can make it seriously.

Next thing in line would be my wardrobe and my laptop. Oops, don't forget my shoes as well. Everything just perfectly in queue.

Nicely done!!! Thumbs up! Don't you think so?

Prison Break

This morning, I woke up with a loaded head where you could find zero strand of easiness in it. Dark circles under my eyes, dehydrated face, furrowed eyes and an extensive stress look made a hideous me.

This moment, I couldn't find a word to describe the sense of relaxation that ran through the nerves all over my body. The burden was out of my shoulder the second I handled that piece of sheet to the examiner. How glad!!! The exhaustion and tiredness vanished together with the last count of exam time.

A break finally arrived at my doorstep which set me free to the open air. The air is fresher, the wind is soothing and everything has never been felt so right at this time. This is the end of my fifth semester bringing about the beginning of my free days! Taking a deep breath, figure out what I want to do next is exhilarating! Well, I have just hang out with my dear coursemates for supper simply to recharge our all-too-drained system. Everyone wears a big wide smile, all natural and happiness swells.

What's coming up next is yet to be planned...

It has been a long long night. Tonight, I can pretty sure I can sleep well. No more insomnia!
SWEET DREAM~

Swing

It had been quite a long time since the last time I went to a playground. Swing is always my all time favourite. Despite my age, I would still leap onto the swing and swung up to the sky ignoring all the weird staring around me. I enjoyed swinging that much was not due to my childish nature though it existed. It was merely because I very much enjoyed the feel of freedom, eyes locked on the clouds, puzzled into various enormous objects that I could ever imagined. There were plenty of stuffs that I could picture through which I can wear a smile upon. Teddy, pirate ship, polar bear, Mickey, and so much more hanging steadily in the sky until some nasty strong wind altered their shapes into something else. They transformed and kept on changing with time gave me a sense of freedom. They were so far beyond reach, yet I could sense their presence just next to me, with eyelids closed, I could feel them, touch them and even taste them.

Wind, was another element that soothed every inch of my feeling on the swing. It whipped my face, not harshly but gently touched when I swung forward. Like a pendulum, it moved swiftly and smoothly forward and backward so many times that I lost count of it. The wind was the one that accounted for my tangle and messy hair each ride I had taken. My hairs shuffled at the time it shoved right past my straight hairs, making them fluffy on movement. Yes, a new hair style I got from the saloon of nature!

The wind was colder in the starry night. It was calmer than the daylight time. It was a wonderful moment to have a peaceful ride. The sky was tinted with infinite blinking and shining stars, and if I was lucky enough, I would see a glowing moon right besides them, like a mother guarding on her children. While swinging, I felt for once that I could catch them. I stared into the static stars tilted in the dark sky, swinging as hard as I could as to swing all the bad mood away emptying and clearing my little cell of thought. It was my way of throwing and discharging all the stress accumulated in the tiny vessel of mine that could hold no more. Guess the sky is the biggest garbage bin that I have got on earth.

Swing has brought countless joy and fun to me during my childhood. It is still my best company till this day.

Swing - The closest thing I had as flying.

A new vocabulary "Stunner"

The word "stunner" has opened a new page in the KPM's dictionary, depicted from a KPM member. He is the father of stunner, introducing and teaching us how to be a stunner. We are trained as we are stunned. No one can be a stunner without being stunned. There is a wide coverage inside this term "stunner" which generally includes speaking lame jokes(cold or hot), sinister, and capable of silencing others.

From the time joining into this fantastic KPM family as pure as a white paper, I am now fully equipped with the stunning skill I needed to graduate from the KPM. Well, perhaps not fully, at least 70% as well will do. Though this brand new word is not recognized universal nor international, it is indeed a powerful communication tool among the KPM's!

Stunning has now replaced the ordinary scolding which we're used to apply to those we're angry with. No harsh words needed nor to speak in a heavy tone or deafening voice. Some "stun" words may just kill your opponent in no time. So, what's the need to be mad? Just "stun" with a smiling face!

Of course, "stun" is very flexible and multi-functional. It is a laugh creator equipment. Laughter comes along with all the "stun" sentences when put into some situation under circumstances. For all KPMs, you surely understand what I practically mean here.

There is a conditional probability for "stun" to take place. There must always be a subject to "stun". A victim is a more accurate word to use. And to all stunners, you're the prey! Subjects are being tossed around in a blink. The fun in it: We all laugh with joy!

Caution:
Bad consequences may arise together with the "stun" for some may get cranky over the issue. So, this makes playing "stun" exactly the same like playing fire. Do bring along the fire extinguisher as the precaution.

This is me speaking on behalf of the father of stunner - Rhasta