Half a semester of uni life has passed. Uni life isn't fantastically exciting for me, but i like it !! The time table isnt very xiong. There's more time to sleep, definitely. Having an off day in mid week is an orgasmic feeling. And everywhere u turn ur head in a packed Arts LT there is a Cai to keep u awake when u r falling asleep. O come on u pricks, dont act like u've never ogle at any eye candies during lectures. So life is not too bad i guess.

AND did i mention there's no MATHEMATICS in Arts? WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! i'll write essays any time than differentiate 2y + 3y. Choosing the lesser of 2 evils.

Alot of changes seemed to have taken place since the last post. But then again, there are so many changes every day. It's really impt to take a step back and put everything in perspectives. Digest and reflect. Lets all keep ourselves sane.

One thing that is not happening as frequently as should be. Kicking of balls. Where are the balls kicking sessions? Dam it. The mass exodus of those-whom-i-used-to-dribble-past-so-effortlessly from JW Ave 1 to various parts of Singapore and the world leaves me with only a hair-losing Bra Yap to shoot at these days (who just got lobanged by a pussy recently). One whole bunch of 5 is relocated, mind u. And the skytrap kickers. Other than some shearites who just recently attained an honourable feat of sharing the same court as me, the rest are all bz cheehonging. Curly Fries, pls fulfil the burning desire of balls kicking soon.

As we age, we become smarter. So let us all show that we are indeed the Einsteins of the world.