No laboratory class today. I am supposed to finish the journal reading and start compiling the laboratory report, but, having my laptop with the ability to access to internet in science library, I lost myself into it...Actually, if I have extra time, I should have attended the talk on biomaterials for optical lens replacement...(trying to be a procrastinator again...hahahaha....)
Hard to believe. I felt like I have left my friendster for ages, today, accidentally, I log in again and started to surf on other people's profile...Hahahaha...I was so bad. I just like to be the observer, like what I used to be when getting into a party held locally, staying aside at the corner, observing, how people do and how crazy are they.
Browsed a lot of photos...there are beautiful faces, some similar faces but I cant remember the names anymore...This person to me seemed like still wearing the perfect uniform last time have now holding a beautiful girl by his side in a rather formal wear. I know, I am sure I know him, but unfortunately my memories are always limited in remembering faces and names....
Accidentally saw a beautiful gal's having same initial names as mine, but she looks like an angel...so beautiful. I guess, all beautiful ladies have to be armed with a lot more of wisdom and have to be smarter than anyone else...to protect themselves from greedy souls that take action based on visual satisfaction. I truely respect these young and beautiful and smart gals, as they are brave to show themselves, to be themselves, or, just simply exist, persuading me that this
world is truely a beautiful world...
Whole day has gone. I was switching between two different lanes: friendster photos and journal. Both are interesting to me, but my eyes are too tired to perceive the images of dull, black and white alphabets. Friendster photos are like a colourful memory lane, that full of faces and faded names, and different colours of emotions shown through words or photos. I saw joy and despair, hope and disappoinments, laughters and weepings, contented and broken hearts. Journal is another lane leading me to the edge of knowledge, reminding me the depth of knowledge that neither Newton nor Thomas Edison can fully explored, and I am here, curious to know where it will lead me to. Just that I am still too far from that end.
Suddenly miss Linkin Park's song: "What I've done" so much...got it from my dearest bro, listening to it over and over again. It's the radio in the laboratory this morning, broadcasting this song when I was trying to assembly the equipment. Kinda felt the impact of the heavy base, reminding me to move on, not knowing what the lyrics are. No more Adele's Chasing Pavement. One page followed by another page, it was 10 pages overall, but it took me so long to look for all unknown technical terms in dentistry and to understand the meaning of repetitive words that composed the whole sentence, again and again.
Tomorrow there will be a journey, to another end of technology, Bombardier Shorts, nanocomposites in aerospace industries. I am fortunate I know, I should not sigh anymore. The bell in library is ringing...should be going. No more drinking water with me, my lips tell the dryness in the air. To have dinner. To have shower. To study again, the journals. "What I've done", once more.
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