struggle,instead of scent

i simply can't stand the blog name,scent of cologne water.not just because posts in this blog have no logical connection with that name but what "cologne" represents,a sense of maturity and being a lonely rich dude.i'm neither mature nor rich.the best noun that reincarnates my current life and life in the near future is STRUGGLE.struggling for a living, my own way of life.and above all,struggling between a swing state of mind.so it is struggle instead of scent.
9.12.04 19:46


A Newly Born Lazy Bone

By staying up till 3am every night and getting up almost at noon in the past 2 weeks,I became another Mr Lazy Bone.The logic is that,since we're in the last year of university and almost half our classmates are so desperately searching and rushing to every job fair that may potientially offer them a full-time position,therefore invariably ignored the existence of our conceited lecturers and professors,who seem to be happier with fewer guys present during their classes,why bother count me in to be one of the absentees?No pressure,no incentive, a job offer from one of domestic Real Estate giants,I excitedly switched my biological clock to the Vacation Mode that induldged my lazy nature.I happened to be the second laziest young bone ever in the history of our entire family.Dad made me a mockery upon seeing my dreadful hair style every "morning" I got up.


I am supposed to be given a lecture at this hour,lecture on Real Estate Finance.But the tedious course would always make me a nodding little bastard who can't help falling into nap.Plus her way of lecturing only by transcribing doctrines from textbook onto the blackboard reinforced her mediocrity,I finally terminated the idea of making a 30min journey to school and chose to stay at my cozy little room instead.


As a ramdomly picked quote from William Hazlitt says,"Anyone who has passed through the regular gradations of classical education, and is not made a fool by it, may consider himself as having had a very narrow escape. "The narrowest escape ever as I've had.
10.12.04 08:42


tired out

I'm getting another cold but the first one this winter.I'll need some sleep.
16.12.04 21:04


It's raining!!

"Shhhhhhhh...stop coughing,will ya?Don't let the noise wake your sleeping parents up."


I was telling myself from inside.Ironically I never seem to have recovered from the terrible cough,which started in early October and constantly gave me a hell of a headache,espacially in the middle of night when the air gets colder.Don't ask me to take any tablet or capsule.It won't help.If you really wanna help,get me some hot water and a scarf.Still remember that "Amoxicilin and oral solution" piece posted some 20 days ago?I simply need to prevent the heat from running out of my trembling body!


But never mind.Don't take me seriously,for I ignored my nagging parents' warning that if not taking a complete medication to quell the cough,the situation would just exacerbate and I'd be worsened a damned patient deserves nothing but Pneumonia!(Oh,fortunately not the "atypical pneumonia",known as the notorious Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrom or SARS)But I really can't help burning through an oil night,which seems to be the last resort to calm me down and drag my malfunctioning brain back onto the right track.It's all that simple.I can't concentrate during the day if I want to write something,espacially to construct a not-so-bad sentence that satisfys my expoding ego.Speaking of the "exploding ego",it is not the usual case.As a matter of fact,my ego explodes only in the daytime.I have to conceive and appear to be a little aggresive to protect my fragile (coughed several other coughs,shit) susceptible heart from getting hurt.I'm emotional,you can say that,and I have always been.Yet for most ot the time I'm rational and I know that there are moments when we need to make serious decisions and reach beyond our emotions.For a young man,it's obviously no exception.


I've gone too far.Ok,now on behalf of my sore throat and my ice-cold feet,I hereby swear that I,Mike Lazybone,will faithfully execute the office of Republic of Cough Extinguisher,preserve,protect,defend the Constitution of Instructions,and will to the best of my ability ... ...so help me God ...(the spectators cheer,the salutes crack) 


It was raining,but it ceased.It is such a warm winter with so little rain.I wish for more rain to wash the stains away,although I bear it clearly in mind that the rain would never ever wash my disease away.LOL


3:37am Beijing time.It's time to implement the oath and say good night.
17.12.04 21:04


A cliche stuff

Have fun but don't take this seriously.


name:Mike 
age:21
sex:Male 
location:China,PR 
school:Name omitted,but it's usually called a dumpster 
screen names:Mikez,Mikezng
siblings:Only child 

appearance
hair:Black,a little bit brown after shower  
eyes:Dark brown 
height:177cm

last thing you
bought:Some breads 
did:Answersing a text message
ate & drank:Chinese cuisine&coffee 
read:Someone's weblog 
watched on tv:A Korean TV series  

favorites
food:Chocolate,Yu Xiang Rou Si(pork slices of fish flavor,with bamboo shoots and chili peppers) 
drink:Mocha,Espreso 
color:Dark blue,black,white 
album:Life like summer flower by Pushu 
song:Currently,Fragile by Sting 
fruit:All delicious fruits 

the last...
book you read:Pride and Prejudice 
movie you saw:What women want by Mel Gibson&Helen Hunt 
phone number you called:Can't recall(and I won't tell)  
person u talked to on da fone:Girlfriend
time you showered:Last night 
time you cried:Dunno
thing you said:"Ok" to my Dad 
thing you smelled:Coffee at my left hand

do you
smoke:No(compelled to do so several times) 
sleep with stuffed animals:No 
have a crush:No 
have a boyfriend/girlfriend:Yes,girl 
have a repetitive dream:Sometimes,but can't recall 
play an instrument:Used to,piano 
believe in extraterrstrial life:Yes,and they used to play in my dreams 
read the newspaper:Sure  
believe in miracles:I wish I do 
like the taste of alcohol:Beer only 
have any secrets:To whom?If parents,yes. 
have any pets:One yellow cat during grammar school and one white during junior school 
go to/plan to go to college:Yes,will graduate next July. 
hate yourself:Sometimes yes 
wish on stars:No
believe in ghosts:Yes(I encountered them!) 
like sarcasm:I hate it 
take walks in the rain:Jesus!Only if suffered from psychosis  
sing in the shower:When cheered up 

are you..
sweet:No,I'm salty
cute:That depends 
smart:Most of time,you could say so. 
outgoing:That depends 
shy:No
popular:I think so 
funny:No,I'm a sucker 
deep:Always 
religious:No
secretive:No 
lazy:Can't be lazier 
ignorant:I wish I would 
crazy:No
clueless:No
friendly:Much more friendly than I use to be 

19.12.04 09:18


Be a student

10:00pm,tore myself reluctantly away out of the warm bed.On usual occasions I would have slept till noon.But today is a special day for I planned to transform into an obedient memory machine,encoding any junk information our Lecturer Almighties have thrown for us,and decoding onto certain papers that shows up consecutively from next Monday to Friday.Although the chiliness is lethal enough to any  organics after an eight-hour dormency without food,I managed to survive from being frozen up into an untrimmed ice sculpture.Was it the anticoaguelately-enhanced blood running in my veins?


Whatever it was,there's no antidote against our lecturers' vicious attempt from flunking any student without meeting the buttom line.As cheating is a risky solution and is always condemned as unethical,I'm compelled to fall back on the last yet most original weapon,namely being an organic memory machine invincible to any school test.


Have to say goodbye for now and I'm so sorry I won't be able to see you for at least 5 days.Wish me luck. After the school finals!
26.12.04 07:36


I'm back,alive

At last,it's over.Six final examinations within five days!I bet anyone who go through a trying period like this would either end up losing weight by 20 pounds but nevertheless alive,or dead.


Ok it's not that serious,especially for most of us who were set to be trained into indifferent "examing machines" ever since the first day of school.Education in this country seems to be unavoidably marketized as many other of its sectors,private or public.Or why study turns out to be so very much similar with the process of marketing?Learn what you might encounter during exams,pass them and upgrade,just as a salesman caters to his target clients with certain products,sell the products,meet the quota,and survive or even promote under the cusdody of his boss.More tragically,reviewing during exam-week turns out to be a massacre of brian cells by memorizing huge amount of junk information--most of which dogmatic doctrines one might never come into mind in reality.After nearly four years' time of this torture,I learn from university that I learn nothing from university,other than the ability of uploading any information to your cortex within 10 hours' time and rewriting it during a certain exam.What a satiric disillusion!


A five-day torture of mental,along with its physical counterpart by the subzero tempareture,is there any other single match so perfect in this unprecedented cold winter?But still,I'm back,alive,although with a malfunctioning head.


To all of you: a Happy,Healthy,Lucky and Peaceful New Year.


ps:Forgot to tell you that there are still four open book exams awaiting me next week.Three of them will take place in just ONE day!So help me...
31.12.04 19:09