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A friend asked me this. Would you have chosen CJC again if you had a choice? Now this, assuming that I'd have done better for my O Levels, was a very interesting question. Not the fact that when he raised this question, it reveals that he's very into CJC already.(though there's a chance about as big as me doing that again) It snakes itself deep into my seas of thought. Provoking waves and torrents all about it, really unique, that question. First, I'd like to say, I'm really falling for the college. With all its' curves and crevices, the smooth skin and flaming hot face. Acquaintances I've made here, really makes it hard to bear. If you do remove those two factors, no doubt I'd fuck off right away real fast. Well, the school firstly hasnt really lived up to it's reputation much. Abortion much? No! Only thing near a pregnancy is the sexy Ang Moh I see everyday. Lecturers and Tutors aren't really that much in tune with us, except for a great few(every school has them). It's hard enough to live in a college where reputation means ALOT. Like everywhere else, college is a much better simulation of the outside world. Already in 3 months, I've had someone who became a really close friend, a "brother", turn to one who just left me on the lurch.(kerb?) Like Uncle said, you must always turn on your radar, your sensor. Everyone's amoral, they're not baby jesuses in blue. Very honestly here, readers. I was expecting it to happen anyway, but I had faith. I had trust. Like A. Ho did in me. What goes around does come back around I suppose. Ala A.Ho, disappointment hit me bad. Not by what, but by how. If it really meant that much only, then PL off. What's good about this college, then? Sexy Ang Moh, Eggheads.. Hmm. Ah yes. Eyecandies! It's everywhere, it's the rage, it's under the staircase over your head. Really, you cannot get through a walk from the canteen to your classroom without your balls feeling a tweak. What they say about catholic schools.. hmm.. This college, gives me lots of opportunities to display my talents and not-so-glam side of me too. Student Counciller would never be part of my process about 2 years back. And right now, I am so going to force my way in! Haha. The speech I had today was totally fantastic. I know, thanks xD In turn, hopefully it'll generate all your votes for me? I know it isnt complete, most of my posts arent. That's all folks Good night. The rest is up to you to figure. SiYuan at 9:40 PM 13 months ago, Obama started his campaign with the slogan of change. And now, it has took place 5000 miles from whence, with me. Yes, last night was a night of change for me. Can't say I wasn't expecting it, things were like the aftermath of a bull in a china shop after February 14.(though it's proven the bull will actually act like Pierce Brosnan instead of John Wayne) Change, then! No idea what I was waiting for, pretty honestly. One does not experience a personality change after 2 weeks, neither can one expect an 80 years old to hold an erection without a blue pill. In that manner. That's a record I'll be going for, no blue pill but full of health. It's time to start training up then. Perhaps I'll take a big white hat and undergo abstinence till then, that'll just make me unload in a matter of 1.6 seconds. Cyclethon was unexpectedly tiring, added on with fatigue from morning exercise. One thing to note, I'm not Superman anymore.(was, a while ago ;) That's all folks Good night. Change is up and coming SiYuan at 5:33 PM Are we dead yet? North Korea, the cunts, have decided to start launching despite all the warnings and all. I fear that it'll all lead to a nuclear blowout, and I'm in the range! I should move to Cheryl now, maybe I'll survive with Harry Kewell. Why fight though? Are we not weary enough, fighting against Mother Nature herself? When will we ever be in peace, when will we be in harmony. All this makes me rethink, the world isnt so beautiful after all. That's all folks Good night SiYuan at 7:09 PM |
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