anyone remembers this? =)It’s supposedly the term break, or “one week holiday” one would put it. But it ain’t seem a bit like a holiday. Even “study week” might not be a capable enough classification. There seem so much to be done, and time just scoots by really quickly.
Quantum P’s still half the nightmare when I first met it 3 weeks back; ‘electricity’s is now gnawing on my nerves. Chemistry and that 100plus lined computer programme that I’ve got to formulate aren’t that friendly too. And sheesh, we’re only at half a semester of a possible 8 semesters. Or maybe more IF I fail the modules.
Right. I’m whining. Shall stop. =)
It was another good weekend. A weekend out with the Song and Faiz, Jo and Ott. Had a bit too much to drink thought. All thanks to Jo and Ott who couldn’t finish their drink. =) Had a sum of a pint, my bottle, her bottle, and her bottle. Caught a couple of soccer matches, and witnessed Mr Kuyt’s first goal for Pool. Funny thing was Faiz kept missing ALL the goals that were scored that night. He was either drinking, eating, or talking, or just plain stoning when the goals were scored.
Bizarre moment happened when I asked for the waiter, who came over and put his hand on my right shoulder and told me he would be right back. My first thought was that he was a nice guy, but upon enlightenment from Ott, HE WAS GAY. Craps. Order placed the orders when he came back, and I didn’t even LOOK at him. Totally grossed out.
All the malt fluid made me felt like crap when I got back home. But it was good in a way - Slept like rag till the next morning.
Cycled down to the court to meet up with the ball people on sunny Sunday morning. Been quite a while since I’ve saw them. Qz, hao, Mic, Hui and fangfang. Qz had completed his OCS course and is thinking of ways to be downgraded; hao still wears his funny shades when he plays; mic and fangfang looks like the same old couple they are; and hui’s second child’s a BOY! Haha. Future athlete we were saying.
Knocked out again in the noon, and woke up late noon to write the darn programmes (not the hundred plus lines programme). An overdued programme that out tutor skipped during tutorials last week due to the lack of time.
Had dinner out at AMK with mum and dad and Eric. It’s been a while. And it was fun. Places of many memories. Especially the different people we have dinner with. Brings about many thoughts which was… Well, forget it. I wonder if they still remember the place. I guess not. Think they don’t even remember who we are no more. A part of us, no, a part of me lost. Just like that.
Came back to school and the mugging has begun. I’m feeling sleepy and I’m gonna call it a day. Goodnight people.
PS: 6ist, we meeting for supper? Yes? No?
Quantum P’s still half the nightmare when I first met it 3 weeks back; ‘electricity’s is now gnawing on my nerves. Chemistry and that 100plus lined computer programme that I’ve got to formulate aren’t that friendly too. And sheesh, we’re only at half a semester of a possible 8 semesters. Or maybe more IF I fail the modules.
Right. I’m whining. Shall stop. =)
It was another good weekend. A weekend out with the Song and Faiz, Jo and Ott. Had a bit too much to drink thought. All thanks to Jo and Ott who couldn’t finish their drink. =) Had a sum of a pint, my bottle, her bottle, and her bottle. Caught a couple of soccer matches, and witnessed Mr Kuyt’s first goal for Pool. Funny thing was Faiz kept missing ALL the goals that were scored that night. He was either drinking, eating, or talking, or just plain stoning when the goals were scored.
Bizarre moment happened when I asked for the waiter, who came over and put his hand on my right shoulder and told me he would be right back. My first thought was that he was a nice guy, but upon enlightenment from Ott, HE WAS GAY. Craps. Order placed the orders when he came back, and I didn’t even LOOK at him. Totally grossed out.
All the malt fluid made me felt like crap when I got back home. But it was good in a way - Slept like rag till the next morning.
Cycled down to the court to meet up with the ball people on sunny Sunday morning. Been quite a while since I’ve saw them. Qz, hao, Mic, Hui and fangfang. Qz had completed his OCS course and is thinking of ways to be downgraded; hao still wears his funny shades when he plays; mic and fangfang looks like the same old couple they are; and hui’s second child’s a BOY! Haha. Future athlete we were saying.
Knocked out again in the noon, and woke up late noon to write the darn programmes (not the hundred plus lines programme). An overdued programme that out tutor skipped during tutorials last week due to the lack of time.
Had dinner out at AMK with mum and dad and Eric. It’s been a while. And it was fun. Places of many memories. Especially the different people we have dinner with. Brings about many thoughts which was… Well, forget it. I wonder if they still remember the place. I guess not. Think they don’t even remember who we are no more. A part of us, no, a part of me lost. Just like that.
Came back to school and the mugging has begun. I’m feeling sleepy and I’m gonna call it a day. Goodnight people.
PS: 6ist, we meeting for supper? Yes? No?
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