I got to distract myself.

Distract. Keep myself busy.

Keep. me. away.

Something I learnt,

Global warming isn't just about warming of each place on earth. Some might get hotter temperatures, whereas others might experience colder climates.

Total randomness at 2.00 am thanks to geography

First time

I miss the first time I stepped into kindergarten. The fact that I didn't cry on first days of schools was partly fake. I remember in my second year of kindergarten, seeing my dad leaving me in that small chair (which I would like to go back and have a seat in it) and waving goodbye. I actually felt a big lump in my throat and little tears welling in my eyes. Tears did not fall anyway so the truth was I never cried on first days of school.

I miss the first time I stepped into secondary school. The feeling of being a newbie with lots of hormone-fuming teenagers around me while I was being naive and a goody.

I miss the first time stepping into Taylor's for ICPU and into Casa Subang. Casa Subang was heaven before news start to spread. Meeting new people in ICPU, both that would and would not have the same destiny as I did.

I miss the first time coming to Canada, the excitement that I had, so overwhelming. A place so new, much to discover.

I miss the first time I experienced snow, wearing only a thin sweater and screaming like some drunken crazies at 3.00 am.

If you realised, these are all the first times of my life that I truly cherish and these feelings that I could only recover through my memory. There is always a first time for everything. Some that I don't want to remember, some that I want to relive again.

The list goes on and I'm hoping for more of that feeling.

For the first time....

Lost and found

My heart stopped. Oops I did it again, I lost my T Card right after the day I nearly lost it.

I searched frantically, right after geography test, traced back my steps to where I sat during test. It was like magic, poof and gone into thin air.

Gone. Gone again.

I had to leave the class for another, so I did a thorough search on the ground.

I walked like a zombie to organic chem class. Can't pay attention and I kept thinking about my T card.

Right after class, I went to the T card office to ask for lost and found. As expected, they told me to come back and check again.

My tummy no longer grumbled so I carried my heavy feet up to the third floor and into the Campus police office.

I had lost hope, but it was worth a try.

I entered, knocked.....said "hi....has anyone turned in any lost T cards?" then swallowed my saliva.

The woman behind the counter asked for my last name, then my first and then my student number.

And like magic she handed over to me THE card.

I heaved a big sigh of relief, happily said thank you and slid out of the room.

I'd really like to know who found it, and where. Curious @@

But whoever it is, thank you very much because you have saved me $3 or more!!!! ^^