The Afterword...

Am now in a cyber cafe
'Ma hai! Lei mo kau chor ar....'
And "F*** man, that motherf***** just f****** killed me'
I never knew that the word f*** could be used multiple times in the same sentence, with so little variation.
The word f*** has really lost any of it's coolness and power to vent frustration, when used by tiny lil pipsqueaks whose voices haven't even cracked.

Back home, after it's all been over.
A sad feeling washed over me as I left the college. Although I hsould be happy that the arduous journey has been over, I must admit that I'll miss hanging out and doing these things:
1) pretending to do ward work everytime we thought we heart the footsteps of a lecturer coming nearer, and resuming to out silly banter after knowing it was just a hospital staff.
2) lunch time and girl-watching together with the guys, and pairing them up with the ever-so-sexy Mr. Sin Hoe...
3) Hanging out at that lil cafeteria table, and gossiping over tea, and angrily giving the look-of-death to others who occupied the table (Unicorn Club, anyone?)
4) The daily banter between me and S and J, where we would gaily make fun of each other. S would be called the bimbo, I would bear the honorary title of Shit-Face (cause it's sour most of the time-sorry la my facial muscles have a spasm) and J being... ah nothing to call her la I just call her a bitch or puki-face. Hahahaha...( Luckily my Mum doesn't know my blog exists)
5) The occasional clubbing sessions which we would all do our embarassing dances, but S of course would just sit and grin at us shaking her head
6) The few Coffee Bean sessions I've had with my friends, and chit-chatting as much as we possible could in the final days of uni life.


Snifff Sniffff I really miss you guys! Love you all, and although only 4 ppl know of this blog, I dedicate all my love to you guys anyway. Thank you for making Uni days so beautiful for me... =) May the Lord bless and quide you all to the best that you will possibly be... and allow me to be the God Mum of your kids.