life.|Wednesday, October 18, 2006
what think you? my hectic days are over. monday and tuesday. especially tuesday. once tuesday is done, my life will officially starts. and yesterday i got back my tests' results. oklah. not that bad. i am pretty happy for it. Romanticism (EN3227), I got a B+. Weightage: 20%Justification for happiness: my lecturer said that it is a very promising piece. (i remember that my OTHER lecturer last year did say the same thing too.) but, I tend to generalise too much and should go deeper into the details. more sensitivity to specific epithets and metaphors. a literature essay is usually long. but i wrote only one and a half pages. so its a no-no. but all in all, i show that i understand what garners Romanticism.2oth Century (EN3224), I got a C+.Weightage: 10%Justification for happiness: my lecturer said that my essay has a 'good, generally well-connected sequence of points'. haha! it does sound like he is writing it for the sake of commenting. but...it is a quality that i lost over the years of writing essays and to see that i have actually attempted to place organisation into my words. thats good enough. :) also...mind you, i did not do HALF the paper because i didnt read a single word of my stack of poetry. so i guess...i must be happy with a C+. hahhaahaha!and...last few days of RAMADAN people. lets make full use of it. let us try and garner each inch of energy we have! and pray and pray hard. also...lets spend more time with our family members. i went to MPS last night. and i felt sad. a lady came, almost in tears. it is ramadan. it is nearing Raya (the time of the year kids look forward to). her husband was detained for DRUGS just a FEW days ago. she now has to feed FIVE kids. all in Primary sch and younger. she is unemployed. i hope she believes in the strength of a mother. the innate strength of a woman. my flat or my area...is a very 'happening' place. the rental flats are exciting. broken families. old folks. drug addicts. cohabitations.
the hill a few blocks away. is where the teenagers go lustrous at night. i shant explain more.
the coffee shop below. where the seemingly-docile uncles drink beer and bet HUGE bucks. also...it is a gangster hangout. people say... 'their house'. melayu say...'tu tempat dier.'
subutex.
what else is there. and here i am. living amongst them.
* spoken&willspeakagain*
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