I'm Going Back To School.

I'm not much of a thinking kinda guy to be walking around the campus of the International Islamic University of Malaysia looking for the building where one goes in to study a language of one's own choice hoping to be able to, one day, speak, argue, sing and write letters in that language as natural as a bird flying in the winds. I'm not much of a bird kinda guy to be flying among the clouds but I hope to pass with flying colors given my natural tendency to fail at everything I've ever gotten myself into especially in anything that involves reading, attending lectures, quiz, exams and stuff like that. I know this is gonna be an entirely different experience all together from Meat Science but I have to take up something since I am not much of a guy who goes to work anymore and I figure I'd better spend my money on education while there's still some in the bank on account of my tendency to spend money as if I've got me some kind of business that brings in millions a day.

One thing for sure though, there's a lot of pretty women and I figure I'm gonna like this university just fine. I got through the interview and paid all there is to be paid. Quite frankly I'm all excited inside to be going back to school although I'm not as young as I used to; strutting aimlessly about the campus of a university in Sydney with a backpack, tight jeans, Reebok trainer, listening to people like Def Leppard, Motley Crew, Bruce Springsteen, INXS, and Crowded House. I just need to learn something. And this time I'm studying not because I hope to get a job. I just feel like going back to school. Gotta have me nice shirts and jeans. Gotta look like a guy who goes to school. Gotta feel like a guy who goes to school. And so if this blog is slow in up-date you know that I'm studying, or reading, or writing or watching the pretty girls go by. Come to think of it, that's how I met Catherine. Ha ha.