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Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Roller jam on ice.
Monday,
Fourth leg of race, the collaterals and credit control. It's tough being a credit officer, to check on your viability and integrity whether you can take up the loan amount.
4 down 1 to go!
Cityhall-ed, but my eyes were half closed. I do have enough sleep but why?

Tuesday,
Last leg of race, i ain't that confident of the financial planning and death benefits.
But hey, when the clock strikes 12, pencil case, exam papers and calculators, too hell with them! To the toilet, the routine, makeup, camera whores. Shots with the vending machine where i buy my packet drinks, the corners where we had our fun.


Next stop, ice skating with my piglets. How the name piglets come about, we had men calling us piggy. Is that a trend amongst men? Before that, they came up with a power dance, well, with compliments of me. 2 hours and i made many rounds, fortunately, i didn't have to struggle to climb back up on the blades. I remembered blading some months back at ECP, the falls made my butt all sore and bruised. The whole rink, amateurs and novice, we were the only beginners. How can i not laugh at the durain seller gloves and old school knee high white socks, cynical.
MSQ-ed late night shopping and McCafe. My expenditure is seriously increasing, burns a hole. A whole array of 10hours activities with the piglets, drains me out but that's just what girls do together.
We won't be tapping cards for each other, no more shopping aracde, north & south canteen, tutorials and lectures together. It's not the last goodbye, but i hear Vitamin C singing graduation.



Wednesday,
It felt like a hangover, but it wasn't the effect of alcohol, effect of the strenuous activities yesterday. It's been long since i don't have to set an alarm, i got up on my own accord, at 2pm. Heavy lunch and monitor-ing.
So, did anyone miss me or are you cursing me? Because i couldn't stop sneezing in the evening. Left me with an after effect of turned on tap.
Today's the first day, i'm outta school. I don't have to think about the modules, to get the timetable for next semester, I no longer have anything to do with my school. This is semi-graduating.
Had my sweetest drug dosage at 4pm, just a small lil dosage to make me high and sometimes feel in love from so far yet so near.