"The world does not revolve around u, u know."

I don't see how the world revolves around me when u are the one who hogs onto the computer day and night, even when u're in dire need of the loo, save the times when u're out. Thanks to u, my commitment towards my work and my involvement in the Chiang Mai trip has been indirectly questioned.

Sometimes, my brother can b such an asswipe. And this time, when I say "asswipe", I'm not playing. He may have made that statement several days ago, but it keeps replaying in my head whenever I've realised I've missed out on some school thing which required me to have been online and religiously checking my emails.

WHATEVER.

That aside, after Med Soc tmr, it'll b over! 2nd semester, the first year of being in poly, of being in Mass Comm. Honestly, this's one of the fastest, and most hectic year I've ever had to endure. During the Art O-level period, of what seems like years ago, I thought I was going thru the ultimate. One solid month of hard labour. Tracing, cutting, sketching, colouring. Late nights, sometimes not even sleeping at all. It felt like I was going daffy! And I thot I'd b liberated from that when it was all over and done with. But I couldn't b more wrong.

The past semester proved itself to be year 1's hell sem. With heavy weight projects like Bauhaus, Apple, Flash, and exams for modules like Marketing and Med Soc, the semester wouldn't even allow u to take a breather for a second. And it was 4 months (more or less), of constant hacking and grinding, nights with little sleep and pretty often, none at all. 4 months, in comparision to 1 sure makes the Art O-levels seem like small shit to put up with.

But it's OVERRRR! Or at least, gonna b. And that's one thing to definitely rejoice about. We shld all give each other a pat on the back for surviving this trying time. But as we celebrate the return of our freedom and stress-free days, it won't b long till we gotta part with a few that have grown so close to our hearts...

Ok, that sounds mildly sick, to a certain extent. But it's really sad that by next year, most of us'd b in different classes. We've only just learned to bound and have only started growing close! It's too soon! ANYONE UP FOR STARTING A PETITION!? Haha. Just a thought.

Alright, back to the History of American Newspapers!!