Onward Metal and less cuss

Rereading...

I realised that after a few hours of doing naughty things, my comminucation ability starts to sway. Well, if you've been reading my entries, guess how often I did romance explosion. No wonder I scored a C6.

Hmm, it's 0134 now. I'm not going to class tomorrow. I've already cooked up a good reason: chiong-ing my report...NOT!! Haha just lazy I guess. Luckily my grades for this one is my best so far (still sucks if you see them). As we move into the second half of the semester, I'm glad to see students not in class as they should. Ah, it does me heart good.

But I am now reminiscing to the past year (reader's cue: Ah! Not this shit again...). NJRC!!! Now with an added incetive: one last semester! Great Success! Even more to 2005, my first semester in an unheard school. Those great class moments, my exposure to the Net and martial arts (that time I had 2) and not forgetting Art club. ;') Everything seemed so right for me. And I'm happy I've managed to cherish those times :)

A great transition between institutions. Onward Metal and less cuss.

Salam. Syukran. Good night.