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.

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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 ...

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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

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Urgh, I think I'll die from over abundance of assignments this semester ...

I mean, yeah, I had 5 subjects per/semester back then, but at least there were more theories than practical. This semester, practically 4 of the subjects I took was like, MAJOR practical and programming.

I caught a nasty flu cause my sleep time was distraughted, and my parents yelled at me for not sleeping well. Maybe I should ask them, "Well, how would YOU like to take my place and do my assignments for me so I can sleep well, hmm?"

Gawd, I'm sick of them constantly thinking that studying is like a breeze. No doubt, the studying part is, but not the freakin' assignments.

Sometimes they do not know how to see the whole thing, the big picture. It practically just pisses me off trying to educate them, but what goes in just comes out through the other ear, honestly, why do I even bother?

Sigh, I feel like suiciding from this madness ...

As the days passed and my withered soul throws itself away into a dark and dank place, I find myself rather riveted by its gloom and shade that brings what seemed to be comfort.

Enough with the chitter-chatter. I am always thinking that I have been trying too hard to achieve what seemed to be a goal which I could grasp with my hands, but alas, it was not to my liking. I had intended to be on the top of my game, but guess it was not meant to be.

My dying dreams, my wasted efforts, my longing glory - they have been a waste of my time.

Thanks for all he good times peeps, it was fun knowing you guys at Blueserver. It is high time I packed my bags and leave that place for good, and I mean it.

Although those ups and downs were not as, how do I put it, astonishing as I had expected, it was still, the best of times, be it good or bad.

Regretably, like most of the veterans of Blueserver, I will be leaving it for good. +1 to a permanent leaver for Blueserver, cheerio.

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