
For the past four days, i had been doing nothing other than watching drama. TO the point that i'm bored. So so bored. After my paper that day, i felt lost. All of a sudden, i've lost my direction. I'd lost my aim and motivation. The paper was bad. But that was not the reason. The main point was, now, i have to find things to do. For the past 2 weeks, all i have in mind was to study, study and more studying. So, after my paper that day, i was lost. Because i need to find a new goal, a new aim and a new road. At least for the next few days.
Now, i'd found my route but i'm bored by it. Hope that i will start studying again, soon. Having my next paper on thursday. My last paper again. After that paper, maybe i will feel lost again. But i dare say, it won't last long. My parents are coming over AGAIN. Reaching on Saturday. They will be staying for a mth before draging me back with them.
I went to watch The Prestige with a couple of friends the other day. It was one of the best show i'd ever watch. The ending was unpredictable. At least not from the start. At first i thought Alfred was to be blame for causing the death of Angier's wife but in the end, which Borden was it that had caused the accident? He really did not know which knot was it, because he wasn't the one who tied it. When i thought that Angier was taking revenge for his wife's death than i realised that it was jealousy over Borden's success. He who lost it all. Lies become love, love was betray. Helper was brother. Science became magic which was actually the act of deceit. He who was believed to be dead was not, he who was thought to be alive, was dead.
A movie which cause great confusion yet was so intriguing that made me sit upright through out the whole movie. One that i won't mind watching another time. Simply because it was so good. A five out of five movie.
Saw my next door neighbour for the third time that night after the movies. It was about midnight and i was waiting for the tram in the city. It was cold but enjoyable. Then i saw him. I recgonise him by the muscial instrument that he was carrying. That was how i know it was him. If he was not carrying his m.i, i wld never knew tt was him.
The first time i saw him was 2 sundays ago, before my first paper. I was at the tram stop behind melb uni and so was him. He sat beside me on the bench. We didn't know that we were actually next door neighbour. We stop at the same stop, got into the same lift, stop at the same floor and walk the same way back to our apartments.
The next day after my paper, i was at another tram stop waiting for the same tram back home. I saw him when i was opening my mailbox. We were on the same tram again. Its just funny how things always turn out to be. That time there was a surprise visitor outside my door (the puppy) and i knock at my neighbour's door asking if it was their dog. I guess that day they were having a party because there were a lot of people in their apartment. But i didn't notice who they actually are. I was more interested in the dog. Then we never see each other again for the next 2, 3 months and all of a sudden, i kept bumping into him. Isn't it weird how things work?Just like the korean guy that i met in Cairns. 3 times and thats it.
I wonder who will be my next threetimes.
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