The skies turned a bit gloomy overcast with dark heavy clouds which threatened to open up its belly and unleash everything out.


Fingers on the keyboard. Eyes staring at the screen. Mind trying to digest and encrypt the scientific terms that have special linkage with the future i'm about to explore. 'Eon', 'Andean', 'Proterozoic', the list goes on till the extent that my mind couldn't grip anyone of them.
It's a long-known fact that my mind doesn't go down well with long-time reading, or rather, with too many words lying there in a conventional, non-enticing way.
i looked out of the building. the sky was still emotional in the way that it overpowered the beauty of the multi-hues spectrum of the sunlight. However, it was still not dark enough to let silver linings to make their appearance.


Looking inside myself dawned upon me. i had lost some parts of me. But what is it?
Erm... Owh~ i think i had figured it out - unwavering spirit and morale.
i wondered where it had gone.
No idea. 


Scholarship. An eye-straining word to the quantum of the scholars out there with a respective dream. A dream of transformation. A dream that can morph them into somebodies who are able to give enough assurance to his family with no worries about tomorrow. 
i am lucky enough to grab one though. 
This realizes my dream to study oversea, at the same time, broadening up and extending my view and knowledge. Many people, almost all of them, eggs on me to embrace this present dropped from heaven by advocating their little smatter about the job outlooks and how grandiose the company that i ll be working with, is and will be.
However,
some of them who really discerns my case to its bottom part, would tell me one thing unanimously . " Most importantly you have to be interested and keen about your job. " Yes, there lies the crux of the whole situation. And so, all these superficial research im making in reference to mostly Wikipedia. 
Earth, rocks, minerals. Those are the words i need to deal with day in and day out once i nod my head upon the request whether to take up the scholarship. For once, i felt very uncomfortable and annoyed with all these words, and also the fact that i ll be living with the igneous rocks, sedimentary rocks and metamorphic rocks. 
But suddenly, that discomfort went off after i recalled how had i just advised my friend on her love problem over an almost-one-hour-continual phone call.
Im considered lucky already. 
there is still many of them almost succumbing themselves to the undulating wave of fate that is way too fickle and uncertain, while i could still seize on a buoyant, not to mention it's a very safe and promising one.


Just in pat, that song came along, encouraging me not to give up and to make it through the rain.
'Thought is already is late, exactly is the earliest time', right?
i took a deep breathe, and looked outside again. 


The sun reappears with warm sunlight...