Entry 47, Day in Your Life

  The preposterous smell of oily cafeteria food haunts my dreams as I step inside to the cafeteria for some nutritious free lunch. Students lined up like prisoners, one after the other, picking up plates and passing them to the people behind them, ready to devour some "fine" Asian cuisine. As the prisoners pushed along, our plates would be slathered with some crimson blocks of animals onto our rice. The atmosphere of the cafeteria unlike a prison, is filled with happiness. Tables gossiping, people discussing or even duplicating certain homework for the next class. We then indulge ourselves in our food and chattered on throughout lunchtime. School ends, as Tchaikovsky rattles through our ear, we knew it was time to get out of this hell like building. All of us, my friends and I would be going to the pool hall, downtown next to the ambassador hotel. Iron core balls, in the color of the rainbow, are lined up to be bullied by the cue ball. The asparagus colored table tops acts as a playground for us for the next two hours. This is the life I live, countless days spent on our playground, countless days of friends, and countless days of oily Asian food. People always asks us, don't we ever get bored? Not in a million years my friend.