The End.

Today offically marks the end of my academic career. My last tutorial ended at 1pm on 17th April 2008. No more Full time school for me. But it ended bad la. Had a test at 1pm and i cocked it up. It was easy but i didn't manage to give it my best shot. haiyah!

ANyway, it seemed just like yesterday I was a year 1, using the computers at CBLC, staring at the u02**** matric no. I was a freshie then. U0408899. Nowadays, if people see my matric no, they would look at me and like..."wah... 04 ley."

I came to NUS in Aug 2004 after servin my stint in army. I came in motivated and excited to carve a future for myself. I wanted to get good grades, i wanted to join sports cca, i wanted to stay in hall, i wanted to spend more time with my ex galfriend.haha.

I studied like there was no tomorrow. I got supposedly good grades and i got a bit yaya. The higher you go, the more ignorant you might get. I got ignorant. Maybe i still am la. But at least i controlling myself now. hahah... Trying very hard to be humble. A virtue which is so hard to cultivate. Taking various mods hoping to enrich myself. I dun believe in taking mods just for the sake of easy grades. I believe in interest. erm... act. grades a bit la. Quite stupid to take a super hard mod rite? But i always believe that with interest, grades will follow.

I joined Aquathlon, thinking i was damn fit back then. Running below 9.30 and doing 20 over pull ups then was no problem. I went for one training onli to realise most of the guys could run 8.30 easily and they could swim 2km anytime. I went for only one training and my body ached for 3 whole days. I stopped after that. *Loser* Nevertheless, i continued my own training regime. I ran about 3 times and swam 2 times every week.

I stayed in PGP for half a sem. i forgot the block. i think it was block 10 or something. The one just beside the A1/A2 interchange. I think i lived at level 10. . I missed the times playing bball with my buddies at the basketball court, buying packed dinner from the pgp canteen, buying cut fruits from the supermart, enjoying the view of the sea from my lift lobby, running round N.U.S, clicking on the remote to get into my room, using the staircase to get to level 8 using some sneaky method to get free cereal, looking over at the opp block for "interesting' happenings when i was studying by the window in my room, going to ikea in the evening for dinner and shopping, going to Fong seng for the over rated prata, walking through N.U.H for a short cut to pgp, using the super unreliable washing machine and dryer to wash our clothes, making the trip back down from my room hoping that the washing was successful, hugging the big bag of laundry back to the room, mugging in the lib till late knowing that you had somewhere to sleep in sch, taking a slow romantic stroll back to pgp from arts up the slope which can kill and going home on the weekend to enjoy mom's cooking! Those were the days.

The now me. Waiting for a reply in a week's time to see whether my future plan can be unveiled, whether i am able to work at the gateway of S.pore. Probably a chance for me to see the world. Let's hope. Exams coming. Time to study and try to obtain my personal best after waking up from my deep slumber for about 1 year.

It's now 2008 and i have to leave N.U.S... 4 years of tears, sweat... no blood...

Erm.... Can I dun graduate? Can I dun grow up?