023: Hellusion
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022: Thursdays & Fridays
In the canteen, before class starts. Cheese tofu while testing my webcam. :-P
It's seems tough. The module yesterday I mean. Looks like no more last minute studying for me. Today's class was much more laid back. But since yesterday, I felt threatened. My classmates seems to be smart people who should be in a Degree course or something. Guess I'll take it as a challenge. Or maybe I shouldn't take it too seriously. *shrugs* Time will tell. But it was definately interesting. I look forward to classes now.
For those who are working, and planning to take part-time courses, my little advice: If you could choose the modules or days to go to class, try not to take back-to-back. Like Thursday & Friday, or Monday & Tuesday, etc. Go for Monday & Friday. If you have no choice, all the best then. It won't be that difficult. Won't be easy either.
Anyway, two of my classmates from the previous course is in the Thursday class. Won't be that bored maybe. Made a new friend yesterday also. And a few others today.
School will be alright afterall.
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021: Back To School (Cheese Tofu, Here I Come!)
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020: Frustration Going Up To The Max
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019: Before "Cats: The Musical", There's "Aksi Mat Yoyo"!!!!
Note: The title of this entry was originally by Hafiz Bastard via Facebook.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjj2WNiSOIc
("Aksi Mat Yoyo" was a children's programme by the then Singapore Broadcasting Corporation (SBC, now called Mediacorp as you all know). I was a fan when I was just 2 years old!)
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018: Tired
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017: Cigarattes Smoke and Bedroom Lights
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016: Eat, Sleep, Surf!!!
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015: A Performance Even an Oscar Winner Can't Imitate
It's the weekend once again, and I'm spending my time with the person I'm really in love with. I wanted to spend it only with her. But her little sister had to tag along, since her mother didn't know about us and all. We were at Toys "R" Us in Tampines Mall, and her sister were browsing stuffs for Mother's Day. How ridiculous, Mother's Day gift at Toys "R" Us? But there were stuffs for the mothers surprisingly. Me and her just stay outside, wanting to spend our time together, alone. I feel the urge to tell her my feelings, but afraid of rejection. She was talking non-stop about things that I can't be bothered with. I only wanted to express my feelings. She was so close to me. While she was talking like a hungry parrot at the bird park, I kissed her on her cheek. I can't tell the expression on her face. Stunned? Surprise? Shocked? I was waiting for a slap to land on my recovered acne skin. But something unexpected happened. She hold my two hands, and slowly, she hugged me. The hug was different from the ones I experienced before. It was not a hug from a friend. It was a hug from someone who loves you, and I could feel it. Took my chance, hug her back, hands on her bottom. A sense of accomplishment was felt, and I wished i could freeze time, so I could hold her longer.....
"Boy, EZ-Link or ticket please!"
Bastard! Where the hell did he came from? The bus is on the expressway for God's sake! Probably he alighted at Jalan Kayu. How could he disturb my morning sleep bundled with a romantic dream?! Gave him my EZ-Link, and tried to make sense of the dream earlier. The dream was so familiar. At first, I thought I had the same dream before. To my horror, I realised it was not a dream. It happened four years back!!! The dream was a reminiscences of my past. How can it invade my Dreamyland?
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