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Okay, I just came back to my blog awhile ago and began reading my past adventures...and I realized that my english sucks. To be more precise, my sentence structures. Still, it brought a smile to my face; I have been through sooo much. The thing is that I didnt remember any of it until I read about it. Thus, coming to the conclusion that I should start blogging again to solidify my memories of my poly life!

I am not sure if anybody still come to read this pathetic little blog, seeing as it has never been updated since a long long while ago. But nevertheless, I do hope that someone would recall this URL or even stumble upon it once again. That is the only reason why I aint privating this blog. Then again, it is just me.

My Poly life have been a fruitful one thus far, and I have never regretted choosing DHT as my course. Though a few bad impressions here and there, I have met amazing people and had never stopped having fun! Well...except for the times when I have to go to the toilet.

Guess what? The OH-SO-GREAT-YPH finally feels STRESS for the first time in his entire life! Well, not for all modules, but still, STRESS! It just proves how difficult my course is. Then again, I feel that there aint easy course at all. It might lead us to a job we will be doing for a lifetime, all packed into the few years, how simple can it get?

It is really funny how the strings of fate are entwined and disentangled at the same time. A person I barely know for 4 years, noting only his existence as a friend's friend, or a neighbour class student came to be my best friend in poly life! However, deep down inside, there exists an irrational fear that we would not be friends some day. As silly as it seems to be, to me, our friendship is built not because we had something in common, but only because of coincidence. Coincidence that we came from the same secondary school, coincidence that we live on the same street. I mean, if we can click nicely now, why not a few years ago?

Oh, I realized that the way we think are very DIFFERENT. SUPER DUPER DIFFERENT. Whatever I feel is fun, is the most boring thing to him. Whatever that is fun to him, is so-so to me( note that I never use boring). In a sense, he is the a extreme right-ie. Everything he do is empowered with the word "LOGIC". On the other hand, I am the extreme left-ie, I dont use logic to dictate my movements, I use the "possibility of having fun." Makes sense? Obviously not.

Still, I do hope that we will be friends. And of course, not forgetting the other DHT mates! :DDDD