In the end, I didnt go where I was supposed to go.
Should have stayed put in the oh-so-very cold stadium.
Tsk.

20 weeks over.
4 more weeks to go. 1 month left. One-twelth of the year left. Oh I sooo cant wait for this to end. Time to get my life back. Heh.
IPPT? Bring it on. 7 cm to full marks. Nyahaa.
HRCT? Bring bring bring it onnnn. A big big big must to ace. Money on the line. Hahahh.

They're doing some kind of drilling works under my house. Noisy noisy. Good thing its time to go back to camp. And then I'll be listening to wadi's booming voice in the morning and the radio cheerfully playing away and rizman nagging at me all day and yadda yadda yadda.

Eh? Where'd all my money go to?
I'll spend my money wisely next time. As Afat says, dengan tata tertib.


"Everytime I look for you, the sun goes down."