So, the time has come for all the doors to close, and perhaps new doors of opportunity to open.

I was kind of bumped out by my performance in OOP, which becomes a major factor that scrutinized my judgment to actually study up for SDD, but the very least, I forced myself to study even the slightest part of the subject.

It did paid off, but not to a satisfactory level. The paper had its ups and downs, some were as easy as baking a pie, and the rest was like holy shit!

No doubt I knew it would be a disastrous outcome (my grades) for this here subject, I still put aside that, and embraced what was, the ultimate freedom.

As always, we hit the karaoke stand for another 'pain relieve' session where we blared out our pain and stress, which in a weird way, does help soothe the aching head of the matters that seem to bother us.

All in all, the day went well with a happy ending, just like from the fairy tales. As to where we go from here, only God knows.

Wishing all my college mates a good career in the future, and don't forget what was, and what have been :)

Hakenden.

Well, it was my third day and but with most of the other times that I have felt the re occurrence of sloth and laziness, I did not take much initiative to study.

Forcefully, I had made a big mistake neglecting them and it really pisses me off. It was hard enough trying to stay away, but getting closer to it was so much harder than I thought.

With much doubts, I slept another night with the lingering guilt that I cannot seem to get my mind off. The next day, I woke up abruptly from my dad's call.

It was like, 1p.m. CRAP! I forgot to set my darn alarm! It was like 1 hour till my tragic fate with the exam. I rushed to shower and went for my college as soon as I could, along the way I had my brunch (sort of). I took this small opportunity to read my Java book just to clear my guilt.

I got into the hall at about 2p.m. I managed to arrive in the nick of time. Taking my seat, I slowly browse through the paper. As expected, the number of codes that were needed to type were abundant ...

I aced the theory as I am taking this exam, for the SECOND time. The UML diagram translation was not much of a problem, but the internal coding was really ****ed up.

No turning back. No regrets. Just go for it, that was what my inner sanity was telling me.

With that, I exit the hall, praying that this would all go well, for tomorrow will be the ultimatum ...

Hakster

As always, sort of a jet lag like experience for me.

I practically didn't study much for MYH because part of me find it to be very boring, as well as the urge has gone after having finished what seemed to be the feel of a dreaded nightmare, MWS.

So I stepped into the hall, the one, the very same that I had sat in for MWS, room 110.

Much to my surprise, the question came out ... tougher than expected.

It was very much comparable to Mr. Alex's style of question presenting, the only thing that made my day for that paper was that the characters in each of the scenario was based on X-Men characters ...

Firstly, there was Cyclops. Okay, so I thought it was some one-eyed dude and etc. Followed by Rogue (referred as she, which gives away that she's from X-Men) and Logan (pfft ... Wolverine).

Anyways, the questions were quite tough, and I was at a blur. Trying to decide if I should stress more on answering, or stress more on finding out that this was turning out to be a little bit more devastating than I had imagine.

But I had to move on, no point struting over wasted efforts (was there even effort placed in it in the first place?)

I left that hall and didn't look back, I just kept on walking, and walking, and walking ...

There were mixed up emotions fluttering before me and I could not really get a grip, but I told myself that I had to take a deep breath, it's not over, 2 more days, I must hold on to my sanity for a little longer.

Hakenden

I woke up at 12pm or so today and I was thinking, "So this is it ..."

Earlier on (like 7am or so) I hit the bed to rest from the scariest killer study routine I've ever done in my life. Maybe it has all paid off, maybe, I just don't know.

It was 2pm, I walked into that room with all of my classmates sitting at their own tables, scribbling profusely to place what they have been studying for. I was so nervous, I could barely breathe. The funny thing was, I did not show any physical signs of being afraid.

I opened the sheet and to my surprise, it was rather easy. I could finally feel the air brushes through my lungs again, and I can finally lower my heart's pulse.

Although it was easier than expected, I have a very very strong feeling that I will fail this ...

God, have faith in me (or rather, give me some luck), I hope I can just barely scrape through and pass this exam, I wouldn't wanna stay anymore as a diploma student ...

Hakenden

Among all the songs I've heard that 'seemed' to be of connection to demonic sanctions, nothing comes as eerily as the Toccata and Fugue.

This song is breath-taking, in a word. Although endorsed by its powerful and dark nature of the piece, it is actually one of the most energetic piece done by Bach himself.

Many reviews have come to a conclusion that this may not be one of his pieces as it defies what most of his works were. As most of his Fugue was with a more linear and simplistic harmony, this was of a more sinister and twisting symphony.

No one would have thought that a Fugue like this for the piece of organ would produce something that hides such an evil force which sends chills down one's spine. Some may perceive it as such, but I find it to my liking.

As much as this piece have been given 'life' time after time with a shroud of darkness, this music will live on as long as there's still the untimely battle between good versus evil scenario.

Pronounced as 'Bone Odour-ree', the one event that truly spurs me.

This japanese festival caught my attention because, instead of us, chinese celebrating the passing of our ancestors by the customary tomb sweeping event - complies to being a very very sad recollection of the memories we had with our ancestors, the japanese tends to bring forth a magical and something about it always puts some sort of a happy feel to it, instead of mudane sadness.

While chinese visits the tombs and graves of our ancestors, the japanese goes to a large plain field and setup small little stores, just like a little carnival and people visits each of these stores to purchase items that ranged from edible to plain souvenirs.

One of the common stores found in a Bon Odori is 'gold fish catching'. Participants are given small nets to catch gold fishes in a large open bucket and whatever you can catch, you keep it. This is highly amusing if you think catching fish to be a boring task, you'd be surprise.

Another common store found in Bon Odori is that of a little knick-knack store. The knick-knack stores usually sell home-made items like small little dolls made out of porcelain or even a customary beaded chain. All in all, this is one store most gals would not resist to visit (not to mention not resisting to buy them).

It truly is a wonder how they could celebrate an event such as this. Probably, a memorial to those who have made us, us and given us a life that we live until today.

Oh yeah, I'm also hinting to you guys if you wanna go to our very own version of Bon Odori :P

Peace

Hakenden