Heyhey! Contrary to empirical evidences I'm still alive and kicking (Ouch) and looks like I'd continue to be so for a long time yet. Which may or may not be an appealing prospect depending on the amount of FFG (Fatal Feelings of Guilt) that comes from
regular procrastination.
Anyway I haven't been online for so looooong because I haven't felt the need to. These days I'd rather go against my
tree-hugging nature and devour books. I've read something like 12 books since the end of NSCC, which is something like 6 times what I did in 2006. Marvy! I might single handedly destruct "
Mother Nature". Haha. (Can you sense my scorn for that vile term? Disgusting anthropomorphics.)
But! Maybe! I devour books 'cause I've been feeling kinda empty/hungry. Can't seem to get my daily fill of Canoobian humour anymore. Lunches aren't as filling either when it's not taken in mad dashes at a cramped canoe table. I am missing my Vitamin C (Or as some NUS guy who came for scholarship day would say,
Why-ta-meen C). Java puts it best, "everyone's either marching home or off to the library now". It's really sad. Really really really sad. So sad. :C
I hope it's just a temporary stretching of the bond. I hope it doesn't snap.
Why did Fred have to die? WHYYYYYYY :CLabels: Rant
go to, then; your considerate stone.
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