Gawh.Homework homework homework and more homework.
If this represents the minimal workload I have in the incoming 2 years,I'd hate to see the maximum ones.
Currently stacked is about 45sets of unread Straits Time,let alone cut.
Disregard these poultry worth of homework,I still have the overwhelming desire to become one of the top 5 V13 users in Singapore.
BlazBlue.

'Utterly irresponsible kid,'I'd say to myself if I could meet me.But can I ever,again?

To think of it,it's been a long time since I last chatted with myself.
To find out what's life on the other side seems unthinkable now,especially when the other side is just skin difference.
It's just so comfortable being on the outside now,rather than staying all in.
But yet,it's rather uncomfortable bearing this facade.
As I look out of the window into that pitch dark night,it all comes back to me,clear as water,yet musky as a fog.

It all started...4years back.
A boy was sitting,at a seat beside the window.
Reading there he was,with a stack of another 5 beside him.
'Erm,are you Jared?'
After 10 seconds of examining and finding out that I'm harmless,he replies.
'Yeah?'
'Can you lend me that book?'
'No.'
Without asking,I just picked up Book 1 and started reading.
After 5minutes,'Why not?'
'Because they're not mine.'
Another 5minutes passed,'Whose are they?'
'Krystalle.'
'Can you ask Krystalle to lend me?'
'Ask yourself la o.0' and he gave an incredulous look.
'GAYBALLS!'
Turns around and found an odd character approaching.
Funny hair,funny smile.
Weird as it was,it was somehow in my memory before.
'Ahh,orientation week.The guy wearing Teck Ghee uniform.'
Told myself that he was definitely retarded.
The truth DID NOT begged to differ.
He tried to hug Jared,while Jared backed as far as the wall would allow him to.
'Gays,'I muttered under my breath.
'Hey hey hey what did you say,'started the Malay.
Started a series of converstation,which led to.
'Lets go eat.'
And that was how it all began.

All the retarded things that happened:

Hopping around the library whenever Yusaku walked while the other 2 held me to prevent me from really falling over.Resulted in a teacher's case eventually due to Yusaku's over violent behaviour.

Visited the Malay when he was ill.Told Gayballs that we should buy cup noodles to eat at the Malay's house and innocently suggested that the PORK noodles tasted good.Gayballs being the smart boy bought the noodles and brought them over to the Malay's house and held it in front of the Malay and said,'Ehhs,go and cook for me.'
Resulted in a slap and his noodles thrown away.

Went to Malay's house to watch Stay Alive,resulted in Gayballs deciding that he SHOULD be GAY and took my phone and started taking videos of every single NON ridiculous thing.

If I were to go on and on,I'd reckon that I'd never get started on my PI.
But somehow,the days always seemed so long then,and yet seems too short now.
They should have been longer,so that I could have cherished it more.
How the 3 slowly became the 2.
All good things come to an end.Im sure it's heard widely everywhere.
But why did I not hear it then.
But then again,even if I had tried to made it more memorable,until the end of the day,would it be still just a piece of beautiful puzzle that fits nice into the memory.
Or would that puzzle be part of the life im leading now?


Sorry for walking out yesterday.
Mood was ultra foul for an unknown reason.
But i'll never say it anywhere else except here.
So hereby it is proven and concluded,a man's pride kills.