once you are hooked on it, it becomes your religion. it effectively rules you. scary it is
you begin to realize that nothing else is meaningful or makes sense. not even ACJC girls.
yes hakim, i had to mention that. or you'll cook my dog.
you even pass up opportunities to adjourn to the local tavern for a couple of cold ones.
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I was wow-ed by RP's architecture the other day. went up places where the normal peon student wouldn't be allowed to.
and the campus' astounding beeyootiful from the top. everything looks sophisticated and done up with a touch of class.
maybe not if you considered how the CHINA workers messed up the building of the RPC walkway. the bleddy roof leaks whenever it rains.
school is coming to an end. im gonna miss the place, the people, the modules(ok. maybe not)
gonna make the best out of this. would only be students once. and only 19 once, it seems.
gawd i envy my AIR' level peers. one major week of examinations(plus loads of mugging before that) and its over.
quite unlike us poly peons. weeks and weeks of torturous course work.
and its made worse over at RP. where you have 2 FYPs to kill you with.
poly peon poly peon poly peon. nice ring to it.
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Ravi was back to his normal self last week. yeah, that means telling lame jokes.
happened when :
RAVI : (in thick indian accent) SO IZ Y'ANY TEAM GOING TO WOLUNTEER TO PRESENT FIRST? IF THERE IZ NO WOLUNTEER DA, THEN YA'I SHALL PICK THE WOLUNTEER. *smiles*
CED : IF THAT'S THE CASE, THEN IT WOULDNT BE A MATTER OF VOLUNTEERING ANYMORE.
RAVI : YES, BUT...
CED & CHRIS : WUAHHAHAHHAHA
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crap. RAVI. haha
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