Hyper.

It is fun to talk about the good old times, to feel the ghost of the wonderful atmosphere once more. It reminds me of the excitement, the ambition, and the underlying driving force of my youth that I have nearly forgotten. I have realized it is already the past, and I know what I am still searching for, whether subconsciously or intentionally. Maybe I should retain the key of this force in order to defeat the now-dominating-laziness and to regain vitality. Yes, now I am looking forward to the morrow. :)

Late night brings surprises

Thanks to Khanim, I opened the y! messenger. To my surprises, Sigit was online. He don't use MSN now, no wonder I haven't seen him online for more than six months! And Vlad was there too. Consider last time we talked was back in 2001 on TQ teammaker. Haha! It feels so great to find old friends back into contact. Thank you Khanim. :) *Hugs*

P.S. Khanim invites me to Azerbaijan. Sigit wonders when we will eventually meet. Guess I better get a job that can travel the world so I could meet them all? Haha.

Newest list for must visits:
Russia (Ira), Azerbaijan (Khanim), Indonesia (Sigit), Estonia (Jaen), Canada (Kim), Romania (Vlad), Egypt (Moh), China (Ninger), India (Ashutosh)

Oh, I am getting hyper. LOL!

Troubled

The doctor asked whether I sleep well at night. No, actually, the doctor say I must be not sleeping well at night. Yes, indeed. There are so many things trouble my mind that I would rather not talk about. Time is short, and I remain as a wonderer. There is nothing worse than self-discontentment, but that's how I feel about myself. Really.


When in TsingHua, I thought I would feel better at home. Now I am home, but no. I only appear happier, but I sleep worse. There are certain things that never leave me alone, they keep coming back in my dreams. I don't know what these things are, except they all give me a gloomy sensation. Like tiny puppets yelling and jumping against dark background. There is no rest, no peace.


So I like late nights...

Wonderful Memories in DROK

It all begins from my mistakenly thought the "Nick" from my ICQ list was the Russian I met in TQLive. Well, it turned out this "Nick" is not Nick from Rostov-on-Don but Kalya from Moscow, whom I didn't really met in-person in the DROK summer camp back in 2002. Okay, it's my problem that I forgot he was ever on my ICQ list. Really, my mistake. He has been on the list for four years and I didn't really have a chat with him. Okay, he didn't come online often back then, but... Oh well!


Anyway, he told me that DROK was closed in 2003, sadly. Oh, it was such a wonderful camp! With wooden houses in the forest, and lots happy kids with disability that you couldn't even tell they are anything different from "normal" people because happiness makes them look so healthy, and so friendly. Hehe, just thinking of how interesting that I used to have corresponding with the students there who volunteer to help and run the camp. The beautiful Natalia, and cute Pasha, who couldn't write English but German. Haha.


Oh, it was such a wonderful memory. I know I can write much more about it, but I had to leave from grandparent's now. Will finish this later. :)

啊...

物化危機真是打亂計畫的壞東西...
好啦,其實蠻錯愕期末成績怎麼會那樣
比預估的低了20分耶... 這樣我就過了說...
Nevermind... 希望怡伊可以幫忙要到一些分數,讓我過

真是的,這些過不過的東西真是讓人討厭
老實說,我不覺得對於這學期的物化跟上學期的生化(成績好很多)比起來學到最後留下來的差多少
這樣是不是我的生化應該也被當呢? (因為沒有東西剩下來啊?!)

所以,我們的大學成績決定於考試的當下,以及是否恰巧唸的方向跟老師相同
當我們的生命持續前進時,評論我們的卻是那一張紙與幾個數字
對於不熟稔的人們來說,他們看到的我們是坐在椅子上回答罐頭問題的片刻的總合
其他時候都是鬼魂,摸不著看不到,只隱隱有個影子在那
於是他們說:「可我看你成績表現並不好啊！能耐不夠吧？呵？」
是啊,這小孩的表現恰巧是正弦波,固定取樣時間恰好是波谷嘛！

要是考試真的能測出能力,而考過的都不會忘就好了...