I was thinking about my old days back at the Australian International in Malaysia. I really miss those days. I wish that I could live those great 3 years again. Nothing is the same anymore, unfortunately. The school has changed so much, it's as if the fun-factor that we all knew once had been erased from the picture. The people are all gone either because they've been told off by the Malaysian Ministry of Education, or their parents have just realised that the school is full of nonsense and that the kids won't learn anything at school.

When I look at the school today, the school that I once enjoyed every bitter day, the school with so many people that you could know everyone's name, that very school, today, it's nothing but empty. Only memories lie throughout the busy corridors and the classes that smell like new rubber.

I'm feeling a little deep now. Be a kind heart and listen, will you?

I have been feeling seriously bored. Do you know what that feels like? Seriously bored? Not the bored that you say in any given conversation. Not that typical answer, bored. As a matter of fact, I don't know how it really feels to be seriously bored. Maybe if we were put into a box. A box with 6 sides, all white or all black or all of any colour of your choice. It's plain. There's nothing there. You're on your own. Maybe seriously bored is how you describe yourself when you have absolutely nothing to do, but think through everything that has happened or is happening in your life, and try to run through them, solving them along the way to happiness. Or maybe this doesn't make any sense.

Well, if that's what being seriously bored is, then I am going to give myself that very description.

I've been thinking alot about people, school, pimples and most importantly, the future. I've been thinking about these things alot these days. When you've got nothing to do, you think. You think alot. And that is what's been running through my head for the past week.

When asked, are you looking forward to going back to school? I say, no way! But to tell you the truth, I am. I am very much looking forward to going back to school. I can't wait to be given homework. I can't wait to stress over assessment tasks due tomorrow. I can't wait to get in trouble. To me, school gives me purpose. I sound weird saying that, but it does. When you're at this age, school is your purpose. When I go to Uni, that will be my purpose. When I get a job, that will be my purpose. When and most importantly, if I get married, that will be my purpose. I want to move on with everything. Get everything done and out with. I'm impatient. I want to get out there and experience life to the fullest.

Though, I tell myself, be patient and wait because everything will hit me fast. Everything will hit all of us quicker than you know it. Time flies when you're having fun, or the way I see it, when you don't notice it. That's what I tell myself. Don't think about when you get there. Think about how you get there.

I remind myself, the journey is the most important thing. Not when you arrive.

Cheers.
PS. Don't take this entry as a sign of suicide, like some people do. It's just food for thought.
PSS. Long Way Round is so inspirational. I might watch the whole series again.

& turned on the lights; 23:24