At the Budget Terminal now...haha. It really looks BUDGET. But at least there is still free internet to use.

Boarding the plane in 20 minutes.

Excited! =)

73 bloody hits! In 3 days!!!!!!!! And 4 reviews!!!! And 1 favourite!! And 2 alerts!!!

And someone said my writing was "very poignant"! Poignant! Isn't that what they say about good published writers?

Whoohooyeehahyippee! My writing is poignant! MY.WRITING.IS.POIGNANT!!!

Excuse me now, I need more space for my head to swell.

=D =D =D =D =D

Just a note to tell everyone who might be interested that I am going to Chiang Mai, Thailand, for 3 days! Leaving this Saturday...

Please attempt to control your urge to see me until I come back! =) =p

Fang, it's really too bad that you can't go. But don't worry, you'll be sorely missed by the rest of the Tous! =) K-Box the moment we land, ok? Lol.

Wish me bon voyage!

*wipes saliva off your keyboard*

Yes, yes, stop shouting I shall tell you who he is NOW, okay?

He is Steven Strait. Find him familiar? He acted in Sky High as Warren Peace (this guy who has real firepower) and in Undiscovered as some...undiscovered talent? I guess?

I think he brings the meaning of "smouldering eyes" to a whole new level.

Watched the Sky High vcd that Everett bought today (he insisted that I watch with him). It's a very lame show, but this guy made it sensational.

Ok. End of gushing post. Ciao!

P.S I bet the girls among you are thinking pls don't ever update cos then I won't get to see this hot guy.

P.P.S Don't mind me, I'm just a little bit high now.

I was awaken, as I have been many times, by the morning sounds that my family makes as my dad prepares to go to work, and my brothers anticipate another dreary day at the "lockup". Which, you may have guessed, are pretty substantial.

"Thanks huh..." I muttered, pulling my pillow over my head. I'd slept at an ungodly hour last night. Then, a song I liked started playing on the radio, so my endorphins decided to flow out and begin to try to make this day tolerable for lil' ol' me.

I lay there, breathing in the special air that's all around at 6-something am in the morning, and instinctively started thinking about how we were going to complete the last lap of this project-ridden semester in a few hours. The thought cheered me, as I thought it would. I think such thoughts to get through the day when I've had little sleep.

One thought led to another, and I began to fantasize about what I was going to do after the dreaded presentation (or pitch, if you like. I don't really care anymore, at this point. I can't pitch for nuts anyway.).

But surprisingly, before I even finished forming my first happy thought about my "holiday" plans, a wave of sadness washed over me (*rolls eyes*. I MUST create my own cliche someday.).

It was pretty much our last project. Cue tape of happy memories to start playing in my head. I can't believe how the three years have flown by, just like this. The times when we were over at Sonia's house, at Sabby's house. How we can never focus when we have a long night ahead of us during a stayover. How we would only panic when the clock points out that it is the wee hours of the morning and we have a fucking deadline in a few more turns of its hands. All the meetings when we would always, always veer off to some unrelated topic. And how I used to not care and be swept up in the wave of random-ness and laughter and idle chat. And how now I (for some ridiculous reason...what was it again? Oh yeah. Results.) care so much that I spent the meeting yesterday (pretty much our last one) at my highest setting of sarcasm. I can't remember when was the last time I said "And how will this help with our project?" and "I'm sure they will ask about this during tomorrow's Q&A session." so many times.

Ok, ok, I'm rambling already.

So as I lay on my bed at 6-ish am, writing this blog entry in my head, I thought back on my experiences with the classmates I've worked with on different projects.

Jesslin deserves first mention, as I do believe I've never told her how much I enjoyed working with her for MMR. How I found out much more about her than I ever had in the past three years on a single night, when she was writing our *er-hem* BEST mmr report, and being her ridiculously organised self. I'd never seen so many sub-headings and so many "conversely" 's in a report before. And of course, the highest point where the 3 of us (the last is, of course, someone I shall save for last) burst out laughing at some obscure hour for a totally evil reason. Which I shall not elaborate on.

Anyway, ever since MMR, I'd secretly been wishing to work with her again, but it never happened, so oh well.

I bet she's going to read this and then I will know she's read it when she comes in with her swelled head hardly balancing on her shoulders =p .

There's Flora. Who always shuts right up when we are discussing our projects but miraculously becomes really animated whenever we digress. And her flipping-pages thing. Haha.

Sabby. Always silently contributing, never complaining when we give her more work. And her diva jokes! Classic entertainment.

Sonia. Never put her and Sharina together in the same group. If you want to find out why, have them in the same group as you. She's always high on something or other, and likes to think of the little details and be practical.

Sharina. Oh, where do I even start. Nothing much has changed. During year 1, we would be the only ones in the group constantly arguing with each other. But now, I've learnt to be nicer to her, though we still argue. A lot. Like I said, nothing much has changed.

Jason. Oh, Jason. His random bursts of hearty laughter, which would always amuse us to no end. And how he never minds and is always fine with anything. To him, we're always "so kind".

Becky. The one time I worked with her during DMA, I forgot to express my utmost admiration for her ability to draw such cartoon-ish works of art.

And there is the ever-enthusiastic Timo. I will never forget the only presentation for which we actually bothered to film something. Something quite hilarious, too. Haha. Kudos to you, "Mr. Barnholt"!

Lastly is, of course, the ever-annoying JY. For some *obscure* reason we ended up with each other for every project except one. Our working relationship is a complex one. Don't ask. The bottomline is, she loves me and I love her. =) For now.

Oh, look at the time! I still can't believe I got up 15 minutes earlier to write this. I really must go...and wait at least half an hour for all my teammates to turn up.

Some things never change.

Oh well. Maybe they'll be punctual this time round.

Yeah, and maybe pigs will fly.