YAY!! had my last paper for this sem ystd. so now i'm officially free! whaahaha
was typin the title for this post when i thought tt if some working class person were to read the title, he or she would be tinkg, 'siao... wats there to be happy abt.. i will have no more exams for the rest of my life..'.. bleagh. its a blessing to be able to be happy over things like tt k! cos it means tt i am still young, still stdyg and still able to enjoy life.
i remembered reading this comic strip abt this old guy who received a phone call sayin,' good news! your blood test showed normal sugar levels.' n a letter saying,' congratulations. this letter is to inform you tt your colon test reveals a healthy digestive tract.' n the old guy was tinkg tt the older he gets, the weirder the gd news. hm.. so its a bleesing to be tinkg tt i hve no more exams for the next 8 months rite?? whahah
anw was sittin at my exam desk aft the paper waiting for my paper to be collected when i suddenly realised i was damn hungry. hm den i realised i din notice tt i was hungry when i was doin the paper. n i attributed tt to my focus n concentration while i was doin the paper, which was gd. den i was tinkg.. now my concentration levels gd.. but dunno 10 yrs down the road will it still be so gd.. would i be much more easily distracted in 10 yrs??
hm maybe i shld really appreciate it now juz in case.. cos realised i had taken q alot of stuff for granted until i lost them. for example, i used to be able to run up the stairs to my house without stoppin, takin 2 steps at a time, when i was young. n i stay on the 21st storey. now ar.. u ask me to run up the stairs IN my house i oso tired liao lo..
n last time i used to be able to eat n eat n eat n wont grow fat cos my metabolism rate q gd. now ar.. i eat n eat n eat.. n grow n grow n grow sideways lo..
last time i'l shit all the excess, unhealthy n undigestible stuff out within few hrs of eatin it. now ar.. my digestive system like shit.. sometimes few days oso wont come out. whahaah ok tt's q gross..
n last time my wounds used to heal damn fast n no scars left behind. now ar.. can tell tt my wounds are takin a longer time to heal n sometimes will hve souvenirs from the wounds somemore..
hm... old le old le.. but still! still feelin blessed tt i can say tt i hve no more exams for the next 8 mths! whahahaha -_-"
hm aft my paper i went JP cos had to go for some X-ray thingy. den ate at this foodcourt. there was this guy hu was sittin at the table beside me. he made 4 phone calls and from the content of his conversation, i could tell tt they were calls to 4 diff ppl. hey! i din mean to eavesdrop! but he really tok super loudly. tink all the ppl siitin at the tables within 10m radius of him knows tt he's goin to thailand tdy. anw wat i found q farny was tt he started ever phonecall with ," eh brother!" and ended every phonecall with ," thanks ar brother!" hahhaha. hm wa he really got so many brothers ar.. i wonder if he knows their real names.. or maybe in his phonebook they are called 'brother 1', 'brother 2', 'brother 3' and 'brother 4'.