14 March marks the end of my existance in Nanyang Polytechnic. What do I have to say. Somewhat between blissful and sadness. Convoys to a brave new world then.
I failed the repeat core modules. Programming makes me sick after all. Spending that long hours in front of the empty white screen. It's like reading a book with no pictures, no start, no ending. White flag up.
I failed to make good study friends too. I sat beside moron overlords. They came the latest but went home the earilest. And they spent dogsh*t valuable time on the msn messenger, game cheat code sites, listening to airheaded techno.
F*ckin' poor time planning. And I was diseased by them. I am silent screaming. I might me dead by now.
I strangely hate being around with the year ones. Wait. Even my repeat comrades. They speak their own tougue happily. I might been an invisible outcast. I anticipate a very silent atmosphere even with the presence of "friends".
My school life might be called as... sh*t.
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You can view the Hellhammer set in my lastest post haha!!prepare some cash for Soilwork man!
alamak dude! u quitted school? serious? brace up bro! dont give up!
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