My whirpool of thoughts and ideas..
Hail hailstones!
January 31st- The month ended with a bang on the car windscreens near my place. Seeing is believing..my garden was a blanket of ice. It was earlier scorching hot..ice falling from the sky was unanticipated but an experience in itself.
It's already the first day of the second month. My favourite month because I think it's special with merely 28 days, and on leap years, a complimentary 29th day is added. I turn seventeen soon! I don't feel excited though..no idea why. Sixteen sounds so young and sweet..and now it's about time I grow up!
For a while now, I have seen my mind, subconscious or conscious I'm not sure which, constantly surge with Malaysian pride. It's been a month and a half since returning from Trinity..and it's just funny seeing how our Malaysian delegates rubbed off some "lah" influence into our international friends. Imagine the "haiyah" and "lah" coming from Singaporean and Indian students, add a few Australians and you get a hodgepodge of our slang spoken in different accents. I call this the "lah" pride. Speaking about Trinity College, the new intake of Foundation Studies students commence Orientation week on my Chinese birthday. Thanks JK for chipping that in, now, if only someone would register me and ship me over!
Not that I'm disstisfied with HELP A-Levels. It's progressing well, going into month two..and we're almost registering for our June exams already. Cross your fingers for me! Our class, "Bhive", A43 intake and doing Biology, Chemistry, Physics and Math in Group B..we're slowly but surely bonding tightly. We had a colour-coded pact on Friday; everyone wore red. Tomorrow it's BLACK Wednesday..I hope it stays this way, and that we become academically closer as well. Meetings at the Reading Room and Library perhaps..especially with those tests, mock exams and Edexcel Exams coming up!
When I was younger, I used to wonder why my brother never took too much interest in soccer, like how my guy friends used to. He's now 14, and he plays football but doesn't go crazed over late night matches and things of that nature. But then I realised..it's a question of individuality. I dare say, after Trinity, starting anew at HELP University-College broadened my thinking scope by miles. More importantly, it's most important that one projects their personality well, and let that one inner person outshine less important elements of dressing up and wracking their brains..or rather ridiculing other people's intelligence.
My emotions are a web- tangled up. So many things transpiring, so many thoughts swirling..
I remember this poem..and how much I liked it when I first was introduced to it. If you haven't read, you must!
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost