Down with a watertap flu, headache and a slight fever.
Straightjacket Feeling’s playing…this song sounds so sexy somehow. Maybe this fever’s doing some additional damage to the signals to my brain. I’ve already finished a whole tissue box and I’m working my way through my second one.
So the new semester has started, and start it did without much fuss and feathers. I was glad I had no problems or glitches with my schedule, things ran smoothly and perhaps my only complaint is that I overlooked the fact that two of my classes which run subsequently are in venues far apart. Looks like I’ll be doing a lot of running this semester. Just as well.
I’ve bumped into many old faces from matrics, though I have to usually disappear after a quick greeting and hug, seeing as lectures keep on beckoning me. Who said this was a slow transition week?
That aside, I have to say I am deeply embarassed by the fact that I can’t seem to recall ever meeting or knowing some of the strangers I’ve waved and smiled at. What else could I have done in response to their big beams and friendly hugs? Around 4 or 5 girls have called out my name, come up to me to start a quick chat, and all I could do was smile back and ask how things were, while simultaneously racking my brain for a name, trying unsucessfully to get a glance at their matrics card for a clue, frantically praying I don’t have to resort to calling all my acquaintances ’sayang’ or something of the sort. This is just the first week. What am I going to do the next time I see them again? Somehow, saying ‘I’m sorry I don’t remember your name’ seems so rude. It shows you don’t really take into account of their existence in your life. And now I just feel really guilty. But I’ll think of something. Count on it.
I had another phone marathon a few nights ago, and it wasn’t Khairie this time around. Naufal called for a change. Yes, the childhood friend who finds a lot of pleasure in provoking me. Sometimes I wonder if our dads weren’t such great friends, whether we would have ever worked our way around to forming a friendship in the first place. We travel on such different wavelengths. I hear the campus girls find him irresistably charming, and he’s relatively popular on the Most Wanted List.
*Triple-takes.
Even so, it was a nice shift of scene. For once, I didn’t want to handle seriousness. Ever had that friend who you deem ‘the useless loser who makes it his life priority to annoy the heck out of you’ and yet know at the same time you can count on him to liven things up? And so there I was on the phone, ‘merempiting’ and having some healthy obscene exchanges of information with the chap who strangely finds it amusing every time I insult him. He treats me like one of the boys, and would be the only one capable of getting away with it. Aaah. Nothing like letting loose with a loser. Aku masih tak paham dengan status ‘charming’ dia tu. Ada berapa banyak Syed Naufal budak UIA agaknya ek?
I like being back in uni again. Back in UIA, back with my friends, back amongst intellectual minds, back to long discussions over hot drinks, back to lectures which hopefully will become more stimulating this semester. I’m working on oiling my mind gears to start rolling again; the long holidays have rendered them rusty. I hope to find at least one class that inspires me to think critically rather than plain memorise…I wonder how Law and Philosophy would fit together?
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Addendum: This blog’s apparently been certified as hazardous-free by the President of some unknown international union. Apparently still his name only goes by 3 letters. How do you pronounce MZF anyway? Thanks anyway, Mr. President!
Enough said here.
