some two days ago, this well-dressed lady approached a group of us, handing us bookmarks. She was telling us about how readily available counselling programmes are in the campus and she gave some advices to stop us from committing suicide.


I wasn't totally convinced by the need of such, but I am starting to change my mind now.


I flipped open my file and was all so happy to see the disastrous management science assignment only consisting of two questions, only to know that I could barely tackle them. Now you know why it's disastrous and why counsellors are sometimes necessary to keep students sane.


As I realise, time seems to past faster as we age.
It's been one month after rag. So much have changed.
the ragsite is back to students' mugging heaven.


My days have been revolving about lectures, tutorials, tuition, lecture, tuition, lecture, tutorials.


so the routine kind of repeats everyday other than Tuesday and it will stay this way till october ends. I go to school, sit through lectures/tutorials without doing any labour work. Neither do I need to use bull strength(other than the heart attacks I get) when I teach but I always get home half-dead.



Enlighten me why so.


I skipped lunch today when I know I may have my giddy spells.
but I couldn't care much.






That being said, I am a happier person these days.
because I have learnt to appreciate.

Shayna sang @ 12:51 AM

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