After almost three months of pause in writing anything, I eventually managed to momentarily ditch my work away and allocate some time to keep my fingers dancing across the keyboard churning out some inspirational writing. It has been some busy months since the last note was posted and so is for the time being, coupled with a hint of sluggishness, so I cramped three topics into a note, unlikely previous notes which discussed only one single theme, and it went so damn long that your hair might have grown another centimeter once you finish reading it. In short, we shall start with the first topic: Graduation, which is coming up in a matter of weeks. I almost certainly believe that graduation is one of the much cherished moments in lifetime, chiefly because it will only happen once for most people, twice if you are a trifle of competitive, three times if you only have finger-countable friends, well or probably none at all; and more if you live in the Moon. Obviously, I have been longing for this particular occasion when I was still sat on my first day in the university. Now though, it turned out to be a bit sad and tragic feeling to know that life in the university is about to end in anytime soon. It almost feels like owning a two-year-old child, who is almost annoying for most sleepless nights, but if someone try to take it away from you, then you will no doubt kill him! And that is exactly what is going at the moment; the only reasons which kept me as a student stepping into the class are suddenly taken away. Some of these reasons include the absolute bliss of learning new stuffs every single day, lecturers with their frustrating and sometimes rather irritating piles of quizzes and assignments. Much to my surprise and dynamically, they are just as missed as annoying to deal with. Obviously, another element which plays an important role includes the classmates, various types of them: ranging from smart, wise, independent, tidy, confident, humorous, up to workaholic, self-satisfied, noisy, rash, fussy, eccentric, and murderous ones.
Still, I worked out a way to describe my unhinged but bewitching friends acquaintances, that spending four years with them has been a pleasurable experience. Not that they are all nice and polite, since in some occasions some of them are actually quite irritating or up to a point which I described as blithering idiots, but unquestionably their existence has considerably shortened my natural sense of time. Essentially, having them around proves the old maxim of mine that time flies when you enjoy, which in my case may have been partly to blame as I am the pilot. The very class just houses everything and the only thing left is just some photographs, a huge pile of memories recorded on some glossy papers. And so I did, I secured my memories by shooting some graduation photographs with my mates and the head of faculty. It has been a while since the pictures were taken, all pictures were nice and perfect but one, which is recently brought up by someone humorously idiotic in the class and sparks a massive riff-raff in the faculty. It was a shot of our head of faculty sat proudly with his students surrounding him in the background, everyone simply dressed down in the most appropriate attire: dry-cleaned suit, silky tie, ironed trousers and polished shoes. Everybody drenched and exhibited the element of sartorial elegance, except one: an unknowledgeable bloke who presumably has zero awareness about style wore slipper throughout the session. Speculatively speaking, he could have unaware that the head of faculty might out of nowhere joined the photo shoot session; he could have imagined that a single-taken graduation picture does not necessarily require lower-half shoot, so slipper will do well the job; or had that bloke gone back to grab his shoes, he wouldn’t be in the picture and he might not be remembered despite the fact that after the slipper incident, it might take some time for people to get over the story; it just could have been anything. The upshot is, it does not matter who was it, but there must be a certain reason why even after a shower of warnings, that boy is still wandering around the campus in a slipper. No idea about what the exact reason could be, but perhaps it has something to do with functionality, which also brings you to the second topic… Until the next posting, enjoy!
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