Friday, April 29, 2005

Counting down the days

The situation is such: Dank's currently in his final few days of undergraduate life; all manner of tutorials, lectures, tests, presentations and exams done except for the very last one on May 6th (which he only requires a "Pass" grade), and he's now living out the days as enjoyably as he can until the day he goes to work on May 9th, or 10th. "Enjoyable" is a relative term, and he doesn't really know what it means, or so he thinks.

"So what's the problem?"
Nothing, or everything, depending on how you look at it.
Dank's days are filled with nothing except...
a swim and court soccer (which he does when he feels like it, almost every other day for the past two weeks),
watching NCIS (season1&2),
watching theOC (everything till 220),
watching Scrubs (season1),
watching DesperateHousewives (he starts today) and
watching a bunch of movies (all back to back to back on his laptop), and... and... oh yeah,
obsessing over the fish tank.
Almost forgot he cut his hair AGAIN(?!) today, it's the first time he's trying the $10-10min-vacuum-your-head-and-free-comb haircut. It's much cooler now, what with the record 35deg temperature in Singapore on Monday.

I regress: It's a sense of emptiness he feels; days passed for the sake of killing time. You notice his recent activities are DIY activities (Do It Yourownself)... ok he admits he did attempt to DIwS (Do It with Someonelse) on Wed but haha, failed. Don't ask him how he tried 'cos he didn't really try, ermm.. try.

Timetable for the next one week (30apr-10may):
Saturday out for drinks with the final years.
Sunday out to dinner with Similans trip friend.
Tuesday out to lunch with Similans trip (another) friend.
Wednesday out to get stuff in preparation for work.
Thursday in studying for exam (who's he kidding... studying?).
Fryday exam at 230pm.
Saturday blank out, feel lost spaced out at a chapter closed.
Sunday blank out, feel lost spaced out at a chapter closed.
Monday, or Tuesday... off to work.

You know what? Dank's afraid.
He's afraid of going out with the wrong people, and yet he's afraid of not having people to go out with at all.
He's afraid of moving on into the next phase of life, and yet he's afraid of the new challenges ahead.
Man... it's bad...

I should mention that my mind's blank/warped right now...


Anonymous whitman said...

--O me! O life!--

O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light--of the objects mean--of the struggle ever renew'd;
Of the poor results of all--of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest--with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O life?


That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

Sun May 01, 03:26:00 AM  
Blogger Dank said...

Thank you whitman.

Dank will always contribute a verse or two to those around him... and he hopes everyone else does too.

"Don't owe Dank anything, simply pay it forward"

Mon May 02, 12:36:00 AM  

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