revision is bad. especially today's. i practically slept the day away. so thrashed after two papers on friday. japanese was... okay.. but bad. woman's health was just plain BAD. plain thrashy and annoyingly bad. i could only really answer like half out of sixty questions and every question constituted one percent to my final grade. wonderful. another module to thrash me.
anyway... something has been bothering me for sometime now. few days back, i took 95 from dover to get to the central library. at the science faculty, this guy got up the bus and suddenly...
he: hey! how have you been!
me: oh i'm at arts!
he: i'm in engine now! first year!
me: really? wah~ how come you're in school!
we chatted for like the next ten minutes until i went to look for my friend at the forum and he went off to the history department. and all the while, i was scanning my memory. and right up til today, at this very moment..
i have no idea who he is. not the slightest idea at all. geez. i really do not know at which phase of my life did he appear in. i think i'll ask him if i see him again.
hahaha~
listening: gwen stefani -- luxurious
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