
So I've graduated.
That wraps up my student life in ngee ann mass comm. Telling myself three years back, that I really have to make this
other route to university, work.
So, going against my nature, the initial plan: forget about life and just get the damn diploma and outta there. But hohoho, that was not possible.

How is that ever
ever possible? It was just impossible to do that with the people you meet, the dynamics, the chemistry and whatever that sticks us together.

Sure we've got our freak bitchfight moments - mind you, this includes the boys. But we get over it eventually, or at least put it aside. Ok maybe not the leopard print.
The late nights, the crazy long meetings, the annoying deadlines, the lack of sleep, the no time for meals, mad cold rooms, etc. (PH does a rather
summarised entry! Haha see SHG, I'm doing advertising for you!)

The ridiculous mix of people you meet here: superbly talented, fantastically skilled, dedicated, hardworking, fun, hilarious, lovable, everything. Okay, of cos there's still idiots, but really, who's talking about them anyway?!

It's just not possible to hate my poly life. Or at least for me.

I just can't. These people have a penchant of making me feel damn old, annoy me on purpose, some luuuurve giving excess hugs and kisses, others are just
there.

Oh ya, some even bake cookies for you. Yah, I'm the cow - for God knows why. Don't ask me, it just got stuck since year 1 and they never forgot. Well, they didn't let me forget at least.

Some have amazing dress sense, even if it's like an 8am lecture. Even I get taken aback. But oh well, on special occasions, you even see them half naked (No, it's nothing pleasing.
Really, trust me.)

The three years are just filled with so much, you can hardly forget. It won't let you forget.

Doesn't matter if you're Malaysian, an ah lian, fat or fatter, have damn big boobies or is a grumpy little pot. Cos you guys (and many many many many more), really saved me.

Thank you. :)
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