If you have studied physics, or perhaps you have not, try to imagine a pendulum. A pendulum when released from its resting position will swing and return to its original resting position. Yet we know that after a while, it kinda slow down and eventually stop swinging anymore.

I would like to think that your life and my life operate like a pendulum. To include birth and death into the context of what I am trying to express is not of my concern. Imagine that you are the single pendulum. There was this force that somewhat pushes/releases you from your original position, thus making you swing. You swing and you swung.

You were elated at first. You felt on top of the world. But we know that good feeling doesn’t always stay the same. Roses are never red and violets are never blue all year round. The same happens to a pendulum, it reaches its bottom. The same happens to us human, we reach a state whereby we are lost and is extremely down.

The amazing thing is that although a pendulum has reached its bottom it gains momentum to move on again, this time to another peak. And the cycle goes on and on until it eventually stops.

Think I do that I am at bottom part as I have explained in the first paragraph – the slowing down. Don’t get me wrong, I am perfectly healthy and fine. It is just that the momentum has reduced.  And I am waiting for the next big push to keep me up the peak again. I know it is happening so wait I shall.

Getting away from the city life and breathing fresh air of Kluang is one of the push that I needed. I had the chance to catch up with BingWui who just came back from Russia after completed his study. He is quite a cool guy, I am not sure if he is still single but I do recommend him to the ladies out there.

Anyway, I will be heading to Batu Pahat tomorrow early morning. Will stay there for two nights before going back to Kuala Lumpur again.

I would like to share an excerpt from T.I. and Justin Timberlake’s song – Dead and Gone.

“I turn my head to the east, I don’t see nobody by my side. I turn my head to the west, still nobody in sight. So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride. That old me is dead and gone but the new me will be alright.”

I really love this song a lot. The new me will be alright.

PS: I have been looking for this free Thesis theme on the web for quite some time. Today I finally found it for someone provided a link to download this wonderful theme. If I am not mistaken it costs $87 (RM312) which is totally out of my consideration. But a free theme, yes!

My mind is brilliant. I managed to catch up with Allen and Nguong few days ago in Kuching. Am glad that Allen is back and strong after some health problem and he did his operation in the States. Nguong on the other hand is a working addict.

My mind is bumming. I am in the state of minor depression because I have to readjust my lifestyle again. I could hardly drag myself out from the bed at 6am for work. But I am getting better each day because practice makes perfect.

My mind is beasty. I don’t know why I like to curse those turtles on the road. I am impatient with stupid people who get into my sight. I feel like punching someone right on their nose for no reason.

My mind is facebook. Facebook is King and blogging is not. Sorry people if I just don’t go round and round now. There are hundreds of feeds in my Google Reader but I don’t want to read each and everyone. I am afraid I will arrive at your blog cursing and punching you, I better not do so. Facebook is okay.

Talking about my research, I think it is somewhere hanging in the Babylon. New semester just started so I better buck up my lazy arse and I am sad to tell you that my progress last semester was absolutely pathetic. Must and must go head strong now.

I experience a totally different kind of experience when I board the KLIA Express from KL Sentral to KLIA. The cosy seat and the cruising along the still intact greenery in Klang Valley really soothes my mind. The big yet round sun setting on the west makes every single living thing golden yellow.

Haven’t been to KLIA for quite a few years, five years to be exact. When I stepped into the building, it somehow reminds me of Kuching’s airport. The architectural design are somewhat similar.The smile of friendly ground attendants and a few stewardess just light up my trip home.

To be continued…