There is something to be said about finding onion peel on your sheets.

They boggle your mind like an unsolved Rubik's cube. Gee. How'd they do those in 0.00034 seconds, eh? I couldn't finish it if you gave me one year. And you have, whether you like it or not.

7 unproductive weeks have gone by. Unproductivity isn't necessarily a negative thing. They will be missed. The proximity to all MV, OU, Ikano, Curve, Hartamas and EeLynn will be missed. But God says the bus don't stop here all day so we move on.

Sem5. One is tempted to create resolutions but past experiences have shown that they are proof of how I let myself down. I wonder if the fun part of uni already ended. Will Sem5 be an endless rollercoaster of assignments, exams, presentations and countless hours of studying (which will conveniently be left to last minute, no doubt) such that social life is sacrificed and deemed as luxury? Or does it really all boil down to effective time management? Either way, prospects pretty not that great.

Anyhoo, lest I start sounding like Alvin Q I'd best be off. Tee hee! Toodley doo!