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Thursday, August 07, 2008 12:45 AM

man,
reading the past blog entries of mine from dec07 to mar08 is damnn... (idunohowtadescribethefeeling)
felt that months and things and blah zoooomed past without me realising.

esp the school days; the mad days rushing for projs, attending lectures, even printing lecture notes.
now, no more projs for me, lectures are just feelingless sessions of listening to the lecturer talk.
but then again, since projs ceased since jan this year..
MEANS WE HAVEN DONE PROJ FOR A FRIGGING HALF A YEAR.
oommgg. (note the nivea shade of blue of the above sentence, HAHAHHA)

wait, didnt we wish once that there were no projs to be done. hais, another trait of humans. now everyone's off to different routes. sadly, i tink i dont even noe where some of my tb24, tb23 & tb12 peeps end up. and looking at the nivea (i even miss that word now) video that papa did really had a lot of memories/feelings/fun/proj-rushing-sessions rushing back.

and so, anyone like ANYONE who have more pics send me ook! (cos i realise i didnt even have the class photos we took at the end of red camp (<-- THAT SOUNDS SOOOO FOREIGN & LONG AGO!!)

boo.

ok, at 0125am, i feel that there is a need for a droplist (fyi, its still not exhaustive)

i miss:

- rushing projs
- the countless hours we spent in LT73
- red camp & nivea visage (OMG)
- PRODUCTION LINE!!!!!
- shanghai trip
- taking exams in the old exam hall
- walking into the can 1 filled w familiar faces
- lectures with the gang/classmates
- tutorials; crazy/singing/photo-taking/poker-playing/taiwan drama-watching, etc
- doing projs in the library till music/announcement came on to chase ppl home
- booking slots for proj rooms in library
- squash training
- squash dinners after trainings
- backgate walks down to bus stop after trngs
- the squash ppl (for the whole list: please click here*)
- climbing/complaining/sweating our way up to LT45
- PRESENTING projs
- designing the first poster that i was proud of for kenko & shivering our way thru the ppt in front of the whole marketing cohort
- underpass-proj-rushing late nite sessions
- underpass-early-morning-b4-presentation rehearsals
- making amendments to ppt at the school bus stop till... almost midnight?
- when the whole class was mad about crazy taxi
- ice longan from can 2
- tapping card outside LTs
- bringing laptop to school
- selling dumb logistics services to mr chua mun kiong
- wearing formal (to school ONLY)
- breakfast early in school
- waiting/cursing/swearing for/at the stupid life at blk 72
- lookalike & me staying in the library till it was closing w our stomachs growling damn loudly & me having to miss squash trng while that tyb can go for his kfc. in the end, we both couldnt stand it and cabbed home to catch some 9pm show. HAHAHAHHAHA. (i still tink we were crazy to cab home)
- e
- t
- c
- MY POLY LIFE

k i guess that would be the main gist of it all.
* i wonder if anyone really go click that here. (HA!!)

boo.