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| About Me |

NTU Economics Year 2

8th FOOT Treasurer

9th FOOT Logistics

Full time slacker=P

| Visited |

Kota Kinabalu(1)

Datuk(1)

Pelepah(3)

Lata(2)

Desaru(1)

Endau Rompin(4)

| Goals and Objectives |

Grade 8 distinction

GPA > 4.0

Sunrise at peak of Kinabalu

Sunset at peak of Datuk

Berkelah

Stong

Visit Dubai

Backpack Europe and Canada

| Foot prints |



Friday, November 07, 2008

It feels good when I don't have to wake up early in the morning and spend unproductive hours travelling to school. Lessons are going on till Friday but I decided to self declare 'no school' since Wed. I've been staying at home to 闭关修炼. Its a last ditch attempt to salvage my dismal grades.

My loyal studying companion:




My Turkey, its name is Goble. I talk to my turkey everytime I get bored with the textbooks. Likewise, I talk to many other inanimate objects in the room. For instance, my dustbin, handphone holder, bedroom slippers, piano. Any object. Joan is doubtful of my sanity. On a sidenote, you can also relate me to my turkey. Becos I'm begining to develop a figure similar to my dear friend here. It is an effect of excessive mugging, I hope. A good thing that I'm moving to a canteen-less hall next semester. The JC classmates, family and relatives have been commenting on my weight.

Finally met up with ZhiJia, WanLin and Sarina last Thursday for dinner. It has been 3 years since I last met Sar, 2 years for WanLin and ZhiJia. But it seemed like yesterday. So much has changed yet it felt like nothing has changed. ZhiJia very unfortunately ran into Ganny @ NUS and proudly told her that her 3 'favourite' students are all majoring in Econs. She must have been surprised. Our affinity with this subject is strange. Funny how things never turn out the way you can ever imagine.

I was looking at the soft board beside my bed. Pinned are 2 results slips. 1 from the Os, another one from the As. They've been there since day the results were released. It was supposedly a source of motivation to work hard. I'm feeling a tinge of guilt for giving up on achieving a 2nd uppers. Do I really not give a damn? I can't quite convince myself on that. Very often Chcko's words rings in my head. "Why settle for less when you know that you can do much more?"

But the damange is done.

I lost some part of myself in the As. I don't think I ever did picked myself up from there. Or at least try. I wished that the old classmates/schoolmates were still tgt. And if Ganny or Chcko were still my tutors, they'll run me down, slap me in the face and tell me to wake up.

I so miss college.

2:18 AM