Paint me colours of the rainbow..
So on Wednesday Ida and much later..Joshua called. It felt so so good, hearing from them almost three months since the day we met (in Ida's case a different story, we were in the same school for five years) and experience the best two weeks yet of our lives. Josh as usual his wacky, witty self and Ida was..giggly. That classic giggle of hers, nobody can replicate! Funny how we met, bonded as tightly as anything and then we've gone seperate ways to get on with life. I can still so clearly remember JK falling off the Ace-Hi fence outside the cabins..if only I had a picture!
Yesterday the sky was studded with stars..it made me feel like I was back in Melbourne University again. The Last Salsa. Sending the Malaysian cousins, Nigel and Josh, to the tram station at midnight..everyone preoccupied in both chatter and thought. I remember just taking a look up into the star-specked sky that night, not believing the beauty that enveloped the dark, cold, summer night..like at Ace-Hi Ranch. That night at the fireplace where we just sat around, talking, laughing, telling jokes, singing and then listening to Sunny's ghost stories..but I retired early to my Bat Masterson cabin. That windy night was an amazing one indeed..the beauty of nature..
As we were out last night, the family, we drove past the night market, pasar malam, in the housing area I used to live in. We moved out from our corner terrace house at the beginning of year 2000..when I had not turned 12..and all those years, I was barely allowed to the night market due to safety reasons- my parents were extremely safety conscious..and now where I am, there is no night market near enough. It's just a bit disappointing to say that I've been brought up on Malaysian soil and not have been properly "exposed" to this unique fraction of our culture.
My Chemistry lecturer, Ms Kana, is an epitome of severe mood swings. She once labelled the BbBb (Beta B's) as "damn happening" but apparently did not regard that as a compliment..she can sometimes blow up but at other times, she's very friendly and gently lets our brains absorb chemical facts. Fact: she's pregnant. That explains how we get so frustrated with her inconsistent moods.
Yesterday was tie Friday and we came dressed like a bunch of loons, we had fun nevertheless. Before Biology at 8am, we gathered at the dodgy mamak at Wisma Perdana, I was late though. Ms Jaslinder seems to have an issue against our coming dressed similarly, her face is always disapproving, as is her mood. But then all eventually evaporates when we get the lesson kickstarted, thankfully. Pictures soon.
Also, I'm quite certain about running for the A-Levels Student Council President post. A tall, daunting task. What really is asked of me right now is an essay that states why I am worthy for the post, past experience that would aid my holding the post..and three supporting certificates that would further justify whatever I've stated. I do hope my essay stands out from the rest and makes an impression on the panel of selectors, the existing Board of Directors. Fingers criss-crossed, I'm hoping that I make the nominees/ candidates list from the many many aspiring Presidents.
But win or lose, it's all in the name of experience..knowing I have solid backing from classmates, that is always something to be grateful for. It's solely important that I stay true to myself, true to my cause. Because I know if I win, it'd be to lead a team of people towards a similar cause and not to make people work towards my personal goals. If I don't, it'd have enriched me as a person, and that truly counts..
Life is like the Space Mountain ride in Disneyland. You never know what's next- a plunge downward, a swerve left- or right, or even a sudden elevation..the imminent campaign and bid to be a leader is indeed something to look forward to..
..and cherish later on.