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The Author
Who is me?


In the midst of finding out.


The Voices
The voices are slienced here
Tag boards are forbidden


Some other things
Cos we're bored people


Past times
backtracking


Gratitude
show a little love
Coding/Design: Yours-Tragically


Monday, August 25, 2008
7:17 PM; On retrospect.
School I think, is a place where time becomes totally relative.

Time spent in lectures listening to the lecturer butcher simple words like "di-tri-bution", "miniMUM" (like yes my mom is short thank you and the apple never falls far from the tree), "transform-ded" and so on seems like a two and a half hour lecture. Which is interesting, really, when he walks into the lecture hall about half an hour after the stipulated time, but I swear that there is some sort of weird warp in the LT that is only activated in his presence. The intolerable air-conditioning dips even further into the nether regions, the edges of your conscienceness starts to go fuzzy and then the seconds distort into minutes.

Anyway, compared to the previous 2 semesters, this term just seems a little greyer and duller. First term was slacky, and for the second I was like on this perpetual edge of stress. However, I must say studying seems a little easier this sem. Maybe it's due to the subjects themselves, but I guess I'm just getting a little better at coping.

Hmm alright this is like an hour of random slacking let me go back to work.


Sunday, August 10, 2008
9:54 PM; Wheeeeeeee!
See that? What on earth was what that just flew past over?

Oh wait, that was the last of that holiday!

Come back!! Please come back!!

Oh well, I'm really gonna miss you.

(Looks up in anticipation for the next.)

At least the azure sky looks promising.

I'll wait.


Saturday, August 02, 2008
11:47 PM; I want to do online shop.
I want to buy clothes and some cosmetics and stuff.

And there seems no time to go to orchard road.

So yes I shall start shopping once sem starts!