Jane Doe

So, back in 2006, I was just getting used to living in Australia, well..you know, the flies, excessive UV and the gloomy winter that makes people suicidal. They sure are disturbing, but damn! Melbourne is much better than Singapore! Though I was rather petrified when I know that someone was raped like two blocks away from my victorian-style house in a f r e a k i n g broad day light! She was raped at freaking 3pm! 3PM! 3PM!! How in the John Howard name it happened!? I mean..for all I know, where I live is not very far from a happening street, and cars are always passing by! Geez-us...well, its a story for next time, back to this.

I believe this story happened somewhere around September to October, somewhere around spring where Melbourne hast the best of all  four season tumbling together in one day. YES, One day! It can be winter in the morning, freaking summer in the afternoon, getting spring warm by late noon and raining and 'falling' at night. Well, things are just happening as per se in my college, till I started crashing some other classes. So it was History of Ideas (HOI) Class, where people learn about ideas throughout different era. It started waaaaaay back during God-knows What, till Socrates, Plato, Descartes, friedrich nietzsche, and all of the random people that made fame by making out-of-the-ordinary statement or ideas. Just a foot note, I find it kind of insulting when kids nowadays call these people boring and geeky or nerdy or retarded (which btw, some of them are quite true). I mean seriously..Which is more action oriented from the following two choices:

A. doing some epileptic moves with a bicycle or skateboard, and jumping down from a 136M cliff with a single springgy rope attached to your leg,

OR

B. Got labelled as retarded or witch or heretic, or enemy of the states till you drop what you think its true or/and they will not only hunt you down, but they kicked your ass, tortured you and your family, and kill them all...by them I mean you and your family (YES, those people then..and now..don't listen to reason).

Seriously kids, these people are much more gangsta than you will ever be in your entire life. You wanna be cool?? Read Philosophy! Its the new awesomeness! Well back to HOI class, my dear teacher was Januz Syzack or something..Can't really spell his name..He is a white guy from South Africa *If my small brain doesn't fail me*. When he showed me his photo unshaved...I swear to Plato that he looks like OSAMA BIN LADEN! He just need to put on the turban and AK47 and Viola~ JIHADAAAA!! *Cough*! Ehhm! *Cough!* So anyway, he was started asking about something very controversial, which is what we always do in this class and thats why its fun, like: "Why are some countries are much more advanced than the others?"

Good question you Apartheid..why are some countries are much more advanced than the others?? Well the answer can be found on my previous post. BUT! There is a big BUT here. I haven't got the book that is supposed to change my life for eternity then! Being a cool kid who loves random ideas, and debates, I started shooting some random answers, like I always do. Then one girl started speaking up after sitting down for hours and watching the heated debate that damn-well can started a World war III. Our POW. I believe she was a Malaysian girl with a name that started with a "C" Cherry or Corry or whateva I have no idea. But I remembered perfectly what she said  : "Maybe it is the geographical location that makes the difference?" Me, being a prick, don't really give a damn bout some girl who I don't think I will meet or hear or remember ever again, though now I recall, she was kinda cute *Then again, I have a very blurrish image of her face, so I may be just imagining stuffs up*. So anyway if my puny brain is working, I think she was completely ignored, or shot down (Most likely by me) when her explanation is due. Then the discussion is over, with apartheid guy just smiling,looking at us fools and said: "Well, that was interesting isn't it?". I really think he read that book before and wanna see us fools debate for the answer. We sure are fools.

Hell..that day is supposed to be a day just like any other..until I found that book, and started reading it. That's when  our Jane Doe began haunting me for the next couple of years. I just can't seem to erased that event in my mind even till this very 2010. The very fact that she said the right answer, and yet, was ignored. The very fact that the truth was so close..yet so far. The very fact that the truth ain't matter, its all in the convincing. It is now burnt and etched in my mind. Till now, she always serve as a reminder for me on how the truth can be lost in a snap, and the very fact that I talk too much. She helped me much, and it has been going well...as far as I remember her when I started talking anyway. I mean..seriously, being a guy? Its not easy to speak and think at the same time.. We even stop talking when we speak!! So it has to be either one of those you see, and since I like talking much, the thinking happened later in the game..When I realized that I, once again, talked too much. *Siighh* Regrets can't come any sooner isn't it??

So folks, she is our first POW. A supposedly cute girl that I hardly remember, can't remember her name, can't remember her face, and barely a classmate..since I crashed to her class once and thats it, and yet...her words stay sharp in my mind. For that my uttermost respect for you, Jane Doe.