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Saturday, August 19, 2006
A sudden realisation...


All that I'm complaining and ranting about now, they are just part and parcel of life, and quite possibly what that shapes the most fun part of my life. The last and final lap before I go out into the vast, aloof and scary world of work and politics. My last chance at being a kid.


Ever heard anyone exclaiming they love working? That working is so fun? Actually only heard one rare case so far. Should I continue to complain or should I try to enjoy as what AL told me "Mount. Readings?"


Busy schedule. Less time to meet up and contact my friends. Uni friends are really not as good as long time old friends *ya ya.. saying all my gd friends R OLD!* haha.. So if we happen to find good friends in uni.. grab them fast!! LOL (sounds like GSS) They don't come easily.


Gotta go sleep so I won't over sleep again tomorrow. Guten Nacht!