intriguing day

Today I was late for Regionalism class in the morning. Damn! only 5 minutes late and decided not to go in coz y'know the lecturer hates lateness. So yeah I didn't wish to make trouble with her. The one destination when this sort of thing happens is library. Mind you, I'm a nerd (some boys say nerds are cute anyway, like it's a big deal :p). But it was kind of boring as hell there and I was fed up with reading. Next, I chilled out in the hall watching people passing by haha...nothing fun it gave me more boredom. A classmate approached me looking sad and she said that one of our lecturers had passed away. Innalillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un (To God we belong, to Him we shall return). I wasn't that shocked to hear the news coz he had been sickly all this time. He hardly walked and always looked weak. I couldn't say for sure what his illness was. But I heared it was too complex. Unfortunately, many students even still mocked him. Well, there had been many rumors about him.....being gay and 'weird', having AIDS, etc. Yes, he wasn't my fave teacher but mocking died people isn't cool at all. It's cruel! Don't they have hearts? I had a pity for him. He was always a loner and rather um...mysterious. He never married. I never heared about his family and stuff. But today I found out that he was an atheist and actually of Chinese origin. This did surprised me. His dead body was in Buddhist 'mourning house' (what's it called again?? my english sucks) where you can also find crematory. Yeah, his body would be burned and reduced into ashes. I was wondering if this was what he had really wanted when he died (something to do with his being atheist) or simply what his family wanted to do according to a Buddhist teaching. I went to the mourning house being 'hooded' with all eyes on me. To be frank, I didn't feel comfortable coz those Chinese people were like "what the heck is she doing here?" Hehe no biggy for me as I'm used to being looked at that way. But yeah my first to go to crematory, so 'twas a new experience. It feels um....dunno like awkward that he's gone for ever and ever now. Not that I'm missing him or something...remember I, as a student, was never close to him. Not close close but you got the point. I'll just remember him as someone quite eccentric who gave me an A for one of his classes (thank you, Sir!).

And finally one thing I learned today is that we can never be alone, we need someone to be there with us. Nobody wants to be lonely, right?

Aargh! I have this homework due tomorrow, 5 page essay about pre-independence Indonesian nationalist movements....procrastinating again :/ but really I'm feeling dizzy right now. Maybe I'll work on it tomorrow morning. Meh!!