So a semester in university is already over.
The second is starting in less than a month’s time.

I was asked a very good question a few days ago.
“So is the university life like what you had imagined previously?”.

Brilliantly asked, it was a question that got me speechless. My mind tried hard searching for a truthful answer. Has it been like what I had imagined before I entered university? To be honest, I don’t know. It seems like any impression of a university before this have been wiped off from my memory.

“How do you feel about finally entering a university?” was another question asked by some of my friends. That was 4 months ago.  And I told some of them, I wasn’t exactly exhilarated at the idea of it, for reasons

Found on her blog, this is what she has to say to Mr Douchebag regarding what happened during the MTV Video Music Awards :

Dear Kanye,

What happened to you as a child?? Did you not get hugged enough?? Something must have happened to make you this way and I think we’re all just curious as to what would make a grown man go on national television and make a talented artist, let alone teenager, feel like shit. I mean, I’ve seen you do some pretty shitty things, but you just keep amazing me with your tactless, asshole ways. It’s absolutely fascinating how much I don’t like you. I like everyone. I even like my asshole ex that cheated on me over you… which is pretty odd since

In the midst of the din, I felt a moment of blessed calm as I saw my mum gather with her sisters and amble their way around meeting with other relatives which they hadn’t seen for a long time. Like a movie where a song starts playing in the background of a perfectly appropriate scene, Kelly Clarkson’s ‘If No One Will Listen’ started playing at the back of my mind. I looked at them and smiled.

What has always been important to me in my life has been affirmed again.

As I took notice of a thumbnail at a corner of the homepage of a social networking site I’m using, I realised one thing.
The hatchet wasn’t buried. We both left it there and walked away.
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I’ve grown colder towards many things.
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A change is definitely needed.
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I believe my life arranges its sequence of events in a way that I can always take a piece of something good out of everything.
There is this awesome person whom I’ve known for 75 days.
I realise I have so much to learn from her.
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A symbiotic bond which transcends beyond mere words.
I realise it’s something I’ve never had. Why?
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I wonder if everything’s going too fast – did I leave anything behind on my way to somewhere unseen?
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I kept seeing her these few days. I heard her voice for the first time today.
I kinda like it.
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There are a lot of things I would really like to correct – but I’m on my own.
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I need to reassess my priorities.
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The pedestal’s so high I can’t risk falling down.
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I took the time off to watch a 2007 movie called ‘The Invisible‘ when I was supposed to clear up the mess in my room and do the laundry.

The movie is based on a Swedish movie Den Osynlige which was very loosely inspired by a novel of the same name by writer Mats Wahl.

It’s a thought-provoking story about life, death and the choices one makes in between. In the end, what really matters is making your life worth something and taking control of it on your own. I really loved the underlying drama and the journey of self-discovery of the characters relayed throughout the story. It made me feel for both the victim and the villain, their pain and sacrifices. It has so much depth and beauty to it.

I’m emotionally moved now. Watching a movie which involves the death of its character really make me reflect more on life and appreciate it more.

No doubt it was worth my time.