Me.
Challenge.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
On the field, there are two kinds of people.
Alive, or dead.
How then do we separate the two? Or maybe, a more fitting question would be: how do we stay as one, and avoid being the other?
Simple.
The dead are there because they were alone.
The dead are there because individualism was their trade.
The dead are there because they weren't good enough.
We don't die. We survive.
At the end of the day, we are what you could not hope to be.
Why?
Because we have as much faith in our companions, as we do ourselves.
You cannot hope to kill ghosts.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:05 PM 3 comment(s)
Caught Between The Moon and a Familiar Place.
Monday, April 28, 2008
The colours on the walls are fading. The fireplace is out, and the heat is escaping. It's become cluttered, furniture in every place. I rather miss the clean and spaciousness of what once was. Too many photographs hang on the wall, yet on the floor there are empty frames to fill.
I sit in comfort, but I know this won't last long. Cracks in the windows, and an open door. An invitation? Perhaps. I guess a change of scenery is what's best. I've been sitting in this room for too long. I'll get up, and my feet will lead me out of here.
A scarf around my neck, the stars on my back. I'll keep my arms folded, say goodbye. When I'm done, I'll stay standing tall...
... Looking in from the outside.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 7:21 PM 0 comment(s)
Lead In My Back.
Friday, April 25, 2008
I'm coughing my lungs out.
It's been a long and tiring day. Spent almost all of it tutoring Gillian for her Malaysian Studies exam tomorrow. Bah. You'll do well enough Gillian. I'm sure of it.
Alright, just coughed my right lung out. Great.
I just watched The Pursuit of Happiness yesterday. I know I'm rather outdated, but I have to say: it's a really touching movie. Will Smith was excellent. I want to watch it again. I know I have a DVD of it lying somewhere around the house... Knowing it's somewhere is one thing. Finding it is another. Damn.
My left lung is now halfway up my throat. Shouldn't be long till it's out now.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:57 PM 0 comment(s)
Until.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Still I lurk, a shadow in this world.
And I wait.
And wait.
Till the time is right.
Till the feeling fades.
Till certainty becomes me.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:37 PM 0 comment(s)
A Familiar Flashback.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I wasn't ready.
Midterm was horrible. All in all, I'm looking at 38/100... maximum.
Disappointing.
No excuses. The blame is my own.
I will have to push really hard on my coming assignments.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:03 PM 3 comment(s)
Frustrations.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
I am not ready.Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 1:22 PM 0 comment(s)
Mmmz.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Uhh...
My friend, the Portunese.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:16 PM 1 comment(s)
Unlock.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
It's all just a learning process.
When does knowledge turn to wisdom, or when logic becomes rationale?
They are alike in so many ways, yet they are not the same.
It's all just a learning process.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 3:29 PM 0 comment(s)
VIC CBOX PLOX.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
VIC CBOX PLOX.
SPAM SPAM SPAM.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:56 AM 0 comment(s)
Read One Get Another Free.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
I feel so tired these days, and it doesn't help that it seems to grow with each passing day.
It's getting more and more difficult to stay focused on any one thing. My concentration is divided, and this mentally exhausting.
I need to find a way to get my focus back.
I have an assignment due this coming Saturday. Honestly speaking, this is one of the most difficult assignments I have faced since I began studying in HELP. All I have to do is do a lot of research, but the trouble with this is in the topic itself: when studying the design and concept of cache systems, and how they stand in the memory hierarchy. Normally this wouldn't be too difficult, but there is an exception this time around.
My lecturer wants us to do this assignment as though it were a thesis paper for our Masters. I am not bloody joking. This is why it's difficult for me, because there is a lot of expectations to be met here. Gone are the days of 5 page assignments with double spacing. With this assignment, it's about 15 pages, single spacing.
I'm going bald.
Thankfully, it's a group effort - so the burden is lessened considerably. And of course, I have very able group mates: Collin and Thilagan. Thank goodness.
On another note...
I'll be tying my stomach in the coming months. I've decided on doing this in my bid to save up money to do certain modifications to my car, to enhance its drivability. I consulted Aliff the other day on the price range of certain parts, as well as the best way to go about modifying it. Needless to say, the information provided by him greatly helped me with planning this whole thing. However, before I decided anything for myself, I had to get the approval of my father. He said he didn't mind, so that took gave me the green light to start.
It doesn't end there.
After explaining to him my plan (I will modify my car in stages, over a maximum period of one and a half years - performance only, no cosmetic modification), he told me this:-
"Instead of modifying it, why don't you go and trade it in or sell it off? Then just get the Satria Neo."
... This caught me by surprise. Not only did I have the green light to modify my car, I now have the chance of getting myself a brand new Satria Neo.
I'm back on the fence now.
What do I do?
It must be understood, that despite me wanting a new car - the fact remains that I am dearly attached to my current "Black Knight". It is, after all, my first car. My car. Owner: Adam. Me. Mine. Giving this up is quite difficult to do. So the question lingers: do I scrap the old and get fuzzy with the new, or do I forgo a shiny new temptation and stick to what has come to be an extension of me?
Decisions.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:54 PM 0 comment(s)