18 days, 16 hours and 50 minutes in KMPh

Do you hear me? I'm talking to you Across the water Across the deep blue ocean Under the open sky Oh my, baby I'm trying.




I put another cross on my calender today. Time is getting fast and slow. Another morning with shinning Sun that try to melt my heart, but my mind is as cold and heavy as always. People are walking through hallway, many are rushing, our schoolbag glide through each other, but non to stop at once to give a glance or to give way to a smile. Some rush for lecture hall which is in far far away land, some just to grab some food at the bakery, some is wondering, moving their fingers to count another maths question. Mostly with a stack of papers on their hands, skimming through the notes first they had spent a whole night to study before.
Somehow I felt isolated. My study method is a hell of a lot different. Still, catching up is in progress. Physics quiz over already. Imagine the whole hall of student scratching their heads for one hour just for mere 4 questions. BUT that's just like a life experience to us, learning that we should have prepared before the quiz.
It's Friday again, my happiest day. Looking forward, I will still have two days to have some nice sleep. Looking back, they were all past tense already: embarrassed when I was tight tongue to answer the question fired by lecturer in the hall, going to JPP debate to hear bullshits delivered by 11 students who try to compete for being Jawatankuasa Pelajar, some spelled good points but most just bluffed about their golden history in the past. All I know is that history remains "his story", that's nothing to do with me and the rest of the students. Today is voting day, they make it as serious as we are voting for wakil rakyat: enter the hall, register with your ID, find your channel, take a paper, pangkah behind a covered desk, go up stage and insert the paper into a black, ugly, dirty box. End.