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Your Love Sign is Aquarius

You fall in love as easily as the next person, but you do it on your terms. For you, love is always unconventional and even a little freaky. You're an independent and inventive person. You are drawn to someone wacky and totally cutting edge! It's hard to predict who you'll fall for next. You don't even know yourself.

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oh, exactly sooooo right...

magic lock-mocked lock II

oh, it's not about my success in opening the lock. i still haven't achieved this. i am just happy that my parents also couldn't open the front gate with their own duplicated key. i'm not the only one who can't open the gate properly.

another wierd story : you are not alone

last friday morning, as a result of simultaneous water drinking in the morning, i needed to go to the restroom in the middle of chemistry lesson. so i permitted myself out of the class and headed into the girl's restroom.
the first year freshmen building where the lesson being held was quite an unique building. when you look at the building from above, it forms an octagon. each of the class was built theatre-like, the front row on the lowest elevation and the last row was on the highest elevation. because of this theatre-like structure, the building stood really high although it only consisted of three floors. there were two classrooms on each side of the octagon, and to reach the other classroom in another sections, you need to climb up and down several stairs (matched to the height of classroom elevation)on the top of these stairs was where the restroom located.
this building's restroom, i believed was designed improperly. no natural light. it is a really, really small room about 2x2 meters divided into two lavatories. it is possible that extremely morbidly obese person almost couldn't fit into the lavatory. both lavatories door were open, so i just went into one of them. i shut the door and started doing my business. soon after i closed the door,
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
there were terrible noises in that restroom, outside my lavatory. it was the sound of door violently closed and opened repeatedly, combined with loud banging on the door of lavatory beside. i didn't think wind blows is a good excuse for this since the restroom was not exposed to open air. at first i thought it was people rushing into the restroom, but as i listened, the noises grew more and more terrible.
"what the hell this person is doing?" I thought so, when suddenly out of nowhere, a faint scent of perfume spread on the air around me.
the scent grew stronger inside the tiny cubicle until the point i couldn't stand anymore, so i pushed open the cubicle door to see what kind of bad tasted person who made loud noises and applied too much of terrible-smelling perfume in such early in the morning.

but there was no one. the other cubicle's door was still open. it was really silent, only the sound of water dripping from the tap inside the cubicle. there also was a scientifically incorrect thing occured, there was no freaking perfume scent outside my cubicle. that strong, irritating scent of terrible-smelling perfume was disappeared just like...nah, disappeared like that.

huh?
oh shit, there must be something wrong.

i rushingly stepped out of the restroom with uneasy feeling without looking back, and sat back on my desk inside the classroom. i told nothing to my classmate, although she asked why i had such weird expression on my face.
silently, i promised myself not to go alone into the restroom anymore...

magic lock-mocked lock

when i first arrived at my dorm, i never expected this.

my dorm has 2 layers of protection from the outside world. first is its main gate, and second is the door to the house.
the household caretaker duplicates the keys of the main gate and the front door, in case i come home late and she's alreadly asleep. so i have the duplicates of those keys. indeed.
one day, i came home late. so i have to open the gate with my key. the key is inserted to the lock.
one minute.
three minutes.
five minutes.
ten minutes. hey, what the hell? the lock wouldn't open! it's dark already and i want to go to bathroom quick!
struggling with frustation, led by natural instinct somehow the lock was finally opened.
every other day, i still can't open the stupid lock properly. nah. it is even more frustating if i am in a rush. hey i'm late but this damn lock just wont open! i secretly hope they forget to lock the gate, but somehow the gate is always locked in the first place. i guess i have no choice...
after several frustating failure attempt to open this gate lock (can't be helped!) usually i start to use violence to open the main gate. violence has made the newly-duplicated key suffers sooo much. the outer layer of shiny paint of the key is well-scratched, well done. eat that, key! i mean, i felt like the lock and the key is mocking me. or am i just dumb? it is such a weird lock indeed. it's not user friendly. especially unfriendly to me. it needs extra force to insert the key, and you need to twist the key as you pull the lock to open it. when it's finally open, you can't pull the key out of the lock unless you lock the lock first. weird, eh? stupid well-made, expensive lock system...


i thought everyone has a problem opening this damned lock, but one morning i was late. i rushed into the front gate...dang, the gate is locked again. i get my key out from my purse. Here, lock, i don't like you and you don't like me, so let's make peace out of this...
for the longest five minutes of my life, i struggled to open the lock as i swore swearwords inside my head. luckily, the girl whose room is beside my room came. she was going to go too. so i ask her for help.

"hey, could you please open the lock for me using your key? i have trouble opening this gate with my key..."
"sure."

*CLICK*

O_o;

i have stood there for five minutes and she didn't even need to move her hands to open the lock!
so i thought the problem is on my duplicated key. but it is a two bird in one shot, i was wrong again. one morning i was late again. i rush into the front gate...sure, the gate was locked again. i got my key out from my purse. and i had spent ten minutes to open the lock violently when my household caretaker came.

"what's the problem?"
"my key wouldn't open the lock! i'm late!"
"is your key unfit?"

*i handed her my key*

CLICK~!
"it is just like that. why can't you open it?"

oh man. i felt so humiliated. they seem to have no plan replacing the lock, though...

college life is so fun

yes it is. i never enjoyed myself like this before. when i was in high school, i almost had no life: it's all about school, course, school, course, blah, blah. i spent 12 hours of my life at school (wondering what kind of school that held its students for that long? it's a school that located about thirty kilometers from your house with stupid transportation system and operates from seven to three fifteen) then another three hours in the course almost everyday. great, just great. i know those all pay a great deal to my achievments now...(what ACHIEVMENTS?) i thought college life would be no different with the previous life i had. but i was very wrong.
first, the schedule is irregular. well, sorta irregular. it's actually regular, though. oh my, i'm so inconsistent. fixed schedule, for the freshmen regulars. but the hours are so not busy laah... on monday, i have three classes only, six hours total. on tuesday, i have four classes, so far this is the busiest day still. on wednesday, i also only have three classes. thursday, friday, saturday, sunday is long weekend. tee-hee. on thursday our faculty only have labs. three hours only. and on friday, there is only one classes. i really love it. between second and third classes, there is a four hours length recess. i can go to the mall to eat my lunch, oh boy. i really love it. more time to socialize and hang-out which i almost had no time to do back in the highschool.
second, i don't have to ride on vehicle and sit and sulk for thirty kilometers on the road anymore. i can simply walk from my dormitory...err, it is not exacty a dorm isn't it? cheap. healthy. and if i am going to be late, i can take public transportation. also cheap, but still cheaper walking for sure. it has been my dream to walk to school again since the dawn of time...
third. food, food, cheap food with great taste everywhere. dammit~! however i can burn off those calories by running. free sport facilities. running on the running track. run for your life. i love exercising, love it love it love it love it love it...
fourth, i don't need to bring a lot of heavy books anymore. sorry dude, it's over now. there is still no single professor rails at me for not bringing my textbooks. textbooks are not to be carried everywhere anymore. college textbooks are for correcting your sleeping position, or if you ever meet someone you really want to crash, college textbooks are the one you have been looking for. college textbooks, however, makes you look so smart if you can stand carrying them everywhere...
and finally i have an extracullicular activity that i really like!
ARCHERY! HA! i never wished to be involved in such cool activity! i am an archer, archer, archer, archer... (i'm a snotty beginner archer indeed) i am planning to be in robotic unit too, but i wonder what kind of people are inside the robotic unit? me however i am still going to try it later!
i hope i'll enjoy this game until the very end!