Seize the day

Kaylia loves Bloomington. She likes the parks, the pool, the library, the resto, the campus buildings, the creeks, the (only) mall, the falling leaves, as well as the idea of winter time (she doesn't know what she has to deal with). She enjoys her school so much. She loves the teachers (she starts speaking like one of them); she adores her friends (sometimes she pushes herself too hard on making friends, of course); and she has no problem with nap time (she is so ... me, in that matter).  

Darrel Rivers. Carrie Bradshaw. Casey Smith. Feti. Rory Gilmore. Dee. Miranda Risang Ayu. And many other figures who never leave my mind. One word: writers. I should have walked myself through that path. I didn't for an ugly reason. I didn't follow my dream because I was afraid I might not achieve that. I hate to say it but I am a coward! I travel so far pursuing something I may not like and enjoy for the rest of my life. Why didn't I think about that? Was it for the money and proud? I guess yes.

Should I turn my boat the other way? I just don't know. Like a company without a strategy, I let myself drawned by the river. Hoping I would find the sea I could swim in without a stroke.

I tried to study last night when some police cars, an ambulance, and a unit of fire truck came into our neighborhood with loud sirens and bright flash lamps. Seemed that one of our neighbor called them up; none of us in the house knew what it was about. Didn’t matter anyway as long as there was no gunshot or people throwing things to our windows. So there I was, lying in my bed with Kaylia, my laptop, my text books, and two novels I borrowed from the public library this week. Later, of course, I decided to leave the text books for tomorrow (as if I have forever to prepare for the exam) and started reading the Chicken Boy.  My mind mingled between the two subject: chicken and exam.

[…. the value evaporation happened the worst when a company made a bad acquisition.. whether they did it using cash or stocks…]

It  was about an interesting young man in his 7^th grade somewhere in Raleigh, North Carolina. He was neither popular in a good sense nor a brainer for some reason: his brothers were the enemies of the teachers, his dad was never been around, and his grandmother who took him to school was arrested for parking in a wrong spot on the first day of his middle school time. He was an okay average boy, with little sarcasms as a result of being raised in an empty heart, with none around him most of the time after his mother passed away of cancer. His dad and grandmother blamed each other for the death of their beloved wife and daughter; they never forgot and forgave for that very matter. His grandma even tried to take away Tobin from his dad, believing that Tobin was not well taken care of, by calling the Social Department. Tobin was evacuated to a foster home where he lived temporarily with an old couple who liked and loved him just like any other normal parents or grandparents.

[…. the key elements of world class resource allocation are…hmmm, where did I read this matter…]

His name was Tobin Macauley. It was not until he had a fight with the school cocky that he finally got himself a friend. The truth was, Henry Otis, the boy who jumped to beat the cocky boy, was the one who started all the conversation. Henry kept talking about the chicken he was raising with his brother, Harrison. Actually, Henry was a world class talker in any subject making Tobin a world class listener. Their friendship began when Henry invited him to come over to meet the troop. Tobin was interested in anything else than chicken, mostly because he had seen his grandma twisted and pulled the head of her chicken sometimes before. But her grandma said that if someone invited him then he had to show up even just for couple of minutes. So he went and found himself enjoying the visit. He couldn’t understand first why Henry and Harrison were so crazy about the chicken. What’s so special? Later he knew that Harrison was more a business man; nothing interest him than making money while keeping the chicken happy. Henry, on the other hand, had a belief that chicken got souls and never quitted to convince everybody that it was the fact. He even asked Tobin to be his partner for an extra-credit project in their science class with Mr. Peabody. Their project was about… chicken!

[…. We should use different WACC whenever…. Quack..quack…quack…]

There was a lot basic facts about chicken Henry told him: happy chicken would lay eggs more often. You could sing to them; played them guitar would be the best to soothe them. Chicken are social creatures so you should keep them at least three at all times (like they would die if they were lonely). Chicken with white ears lay white eggs, chicken with brown ears lays brown eggs. Araucana chicken lays blue eggs.  Chicken’s poops could show you their health condition. Look in their eyes before you buy any chicks; a good chick would have bright and lively eyes. You can hypnotize chicken (for whatever reason).

[…. Exam was completely disappear from my mind at 1 am…]

To make the long story short, it was the time Tobin felt he was “someone”. He was unexpectedly feeling happy for being himself. His teacher sent his dad a letter mentioning the progress Tobin made at school. His dad tried very hard to make a good impression about him raising Tobin in front of the social workers (Tobin’s heart was never that warm in a very long time when he saw his dad made dinner and started to make a conversation). He was good with the chicken (he signed the business arrangement with the Otis brothers and started to grow 5 chicken of his own in grandma’s yard). The business went well. Other than being his business partner, Harrison was his competition in running as well. Tobin was convinced that he was good for the school race. Henry told him that he was a natural runner. Grandma even bought him a new pair of shoes. Harrison pushed him for another very good reason: he expected Tobin to be in the school team so Tobin could tell the coach about him. So, by the time Harrison walked into the middle school himself, the coach would had already been aware of his capability. On top of that, Maricruz, his beautiful classmate, joined him for a checker game. And he was hopeful that would not be the last time they played.

Here I am. Feeling happy and fulfilled. In a place I love the most with the one I love the most, too. The library. Kaylia. The library happens to be our common favorite place for different reason. I love to read; anything other than text books and journals. Books can take me as far as out of our milky way. Books can rescue me from boredom and frustation, from pain and exhaustness. And being around thousands of books I can choose, I doubt I could be more satisfied. Time is the only restriction that pull me away from that feeling a little bit further each day.

She loves it her way. Other than books she can barely read herself, she loves the play room, the inducing array of CDs she always insists to borrow without even being watched at home, and the feeling of independent whenever she checks the books out at the express check station. It is the place she can do anything with minimum complains from me. Furthermore, as the weather is getting windy and colder, we usually have a small cup of hot chocolate and sometimes chips. All she considers luxury.

Well, there is so much I want to read as much to write here. It's been a while since the summer semester over in June that I missed this page so much. Finger crossed, I'll post things just to remember that in the last 4 months a lot of big things happen. Even though only small things counted as my doing.

I am busied myself with tons of films, ultimately from Youtube, Veoh, and Fox.

This is my favorite. I haven't read any reviews about this K-drama. Well, I don't care....it's funny. That's enough. This is the quotation from http://www.koreandrama.org/?p=431.

This drama is based from a romantic comedy Manwha by writer Lee Sun Mi (이선미). The heroine, Go Eun Chan, disguises herself as a man in order to avoid an arranged marriage. She works in a coffee specialty shop and then falls in love with the hot-tempered president of the shop, Choi Han Kyul. Han Kyul thinks that Eun Chan is a man so he starts to think about his sexuality and Eun Chae is torned that she cannot reveal herself unless she wants to get herself married off.