Il Ham Mai Hum

Friday, April 27, 2007

And the pendulum sways...

(This post's paras are in diff colours so you wont get bored reading XD)

Things have been going great. Fine really. Waking up in the mornings to the fresh fresh scent of...you know that kind of smell when you wake up, shouting parents, arguing siblings. Feeling the COLD COLD shower on your skin while you're half awake, packing up books that you aren't sure that you would use, carrying around a 3kg+ (thank you dear laptop) bag around, up and down the bus, the MRT, sitting in a cold ass lecture theatre while listening to yapping adults (your dear lecturers)...yap, finding out that lunch is...nasi padang, nasi padang, nasi padang, mac, dragging that heavy 3kg+ (thanks again dear laptop) bag up and down the MRT and bus. Oh yes, things HAVE been going great.

Now now, I'm not being sarcastic. I've really been enjoying my poly life. Well, the first 2 weeks of it that is. Being to a new place, meeting new people, studying in a new environment..it really tickled the orphans. But once you've discovered almost everything that has to be discovered, know the new people well enough to call them your friends or acquaintances, discovered THAT THE FREAKING CANTEENS HAS ONLY ONE FREAKING HALAL STALL THAT SERVES ONLY MALAY FOOD!!..okay and maybe prata too and that the new stuff that you are learning right now isn't really your cup of tea, it really takes that feeling of excitement to go to school out of you.

I'm not complaining, I really love it here and I could really see myself spending the next 3 years of my life typing out java, counting binary, learning english in TECHNICAL terms, listening to some lecturer who talks like he's about to tell you off and poking Oon Pei on the shoulder..everyday. hah. But as the pendulum finishes its first..what do you call that....oh fuck physics. ahem ahem. But as the pendulum finishes its swaying to the right, it'll start swaying to the opposite direction and for me right now, it has just stopped swaying to its right. Uhuh.

Well what I'm saying is that. I miss the guys. My mates, the lads, my members. Those bunch of clowns that I always hang out with. Just lepaking around, having a smoke (well maybe not me), chit-chatting, telling jokes, laughing out loud without a care in the world, playing football, scolding Bern for his crap passes, getting scolded for MY crap passes, gulping down H-two-O isotonic drink, listening to each other's weird ass but funny ringtones, talking about girls, talking about girls, talking about...girls, fucking Bern off when he starts relating every non-sexual thing to sex, relating every non-sexual thing to sex, watching everyone's reaction when one of us discovers porn in another one's phone, seeing the excited and curious expressions while they all crowd around that poor soul just to catch a glimpse of "a some some" (I can't really say that I'm not totally innocent, I don't watch it at will, just seizing the moment thats all...XD...but I would not be one in the crowd nowadays la. I do respect the woman's bodeh.)

Sometimes I feel that want my old schooling life back. Going into class acting as if I'm being missed, calling Weiboon 'Shrek', sleeping and trying to deny it when I'm caught, burning my finger hair with a lighter, calling Nancy 'tengkorak' (skeleton), making Shahilala say 'SHIT LA YOU ILHAM!', getting punched all the time by Lance, lepaking like a bunch of idiots after eating during recess, making ah fong explode, getting told off by Gill for not doing my humanities homework and getting sent out of the class to finish it but instead me and the usual ones would just go and sleep and many more.

I want another chalet like the one in January. You guys can't deny that it WAS a big hit. From the DELICIOUS chicken seasoning that I and Nancy made, lying around like a bunch of stoned dopes smoking the sheesha, playing football like there's no tomorrow, running out from the jacuzzi just because someone pee-ed in it, not getting back into the jacuzzi just because there's a frog in it, playing football again like there's no tomorrow, drenching the whole chalet from out water bomb fight, dark room bashing, looking at the guys drink whiskey and getting drunk (neh not me I'm religious).

If any of you 4e1s or the malay guys who I hang out with are reading this, I miss you guys. If any of you MIT 0705 peeps are reading this, don't get disheartened. I love you guys too...its just that...picture a scenario where one just broke up with one's girl but fancies another girl but at the same time misses his ex girlfriend. Okay that's so weird.

Okay I think this is long enough. Carol u better enjoy this! XD

ilham26 @ 7:08 pm
Crawls around your room
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I love you for reading my nonsense. Okay you can stop smiling now.