The Fallen Brother

Back again after the last post. Felt like yesterday, the last time I blogged. What to talk about? Nothing in particular. Honestly no inspiration whatsoever.

Status update comes first I suppose, until I come up with something better. 99% graduated as of today. Not an official statistic, more of an estimate by yours truly, which I suppose can be equivalent to an official statistic. Friday was the last day of school ever, which was good fun. It involved cameras and balloons, so I suppose it was bound to be fun. By the end of the day, congratulations were abound among us male students while tears overflowing from the ladies. Although I could have sworn a certain Singaporean guy I know had tears in his eyes. Just dust I suppose. Got to act macho after all.

Then the following day, Graduation Ceremony and Ball. A day to remember I suppose. Never been to a black tie event before, which was kind of special, although the formalities that had to be observed at the early stages of the proceedings were quite tedious. The Ball was good, although the quality of food was found to be wanting. That did not stop a certain someone though, as I am sure my malaysia-kenized (not original, but lack of material is an inevitability at this point) brother is aware of. The disappointment of not watching MU produce out of this world football (don't deny the truth) was usurped by the fun time at the Ball. A lot of dancing (jumping, prancing, whatever you want to call it) was a prevalent theme. Ended up leaving after midnight and had a good time I suppose.

Current status: trying to motivate myself to study for the impending exams. I find it strange how even though it is my final school exam ever, I am incapable of motivating myself to study. I have absolutely no idea how i managed to focus for one month during the PMR exams. My current hypothesis is that someone spiked my daily morning milo, but as it happened a while ago, I can't ascertain the truth of this.

Another thing that has been bugging me is why I have yet to block a certain brother on msn. Maybe I fear the fallout that might occur considering his gym routines that cause him to ache for 2 days straight after a session. I honestly do not know.

My verdict for this weekend's football clash between MU and Arse, yes there is always football involved, MU for the win (kind of obvious I would go with this). It promises to be an entertaining match, so long as there is no more food fights between the teams. The prospect of Hargreaves breaking Fab's legs is very enticing.

No photos this time around due to two simple reasons, (a) too lazy to upload, and (b) I choose not to.

PS,
Gel, wax, mud, clay, come on Gatsby, I am expecting glue soon. Unless UHU company beats them to it.

Inspiration failed to arrive after all.