wow.
thanks for locking the sports hall.
more like thanks for not UNLOCKING the sports hall even after 9am.
its supposed to be opened at 8am.

my poor `chocolate milkshake is having some problems right now.
i couldnt say anything.
i was too afraid to say anything coz i might have hurt her.
all i could do was let her lean on my shoulder.
hm.
so helpless.

anyway, exams are almost over.
im only left with Logic Design now.
this is the worst of the 4 im taking.
lecturer is so monotonous.
robotico.
and he takes tutorials too.
thats even worse.
and to top it all off, the lecturer who took the practical was unbearingly IRRITATING.
her voice alone could have failed me.
like some irritating coffeeshop aunty.
no, worse.

here i am.
at foodcourt 5.
outside bang deli and 7eleven.
gonna start with my revisions.
hahh.
i didnt know anything about this module to begin with.
not much anyway.

my schedule is kinda crammed for the day.
gonna mug till around 1230.
go for friday prayers.
come back to school to chill a bit.
then ima meet my liaison officer for my ITP [industrial training programme] at 3pm.
then my last and final paper of year 2 at 6pm.
and at whatever time i choose to end the paper, i'll run from T1A all the way to the sports hall, change and climb!
woohoo.

hm.
they could have just named it industrial attachment.
or simply attachment.
why does it have to sound so formal?

all my life.
ive waited for this moment.
and here i am, in the 8^th month of it.
i thank God for the wonderful opportunity.

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