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Saturday, September 01, 2007
10:26 AM

We marvel at the many possibilities of what a single action could mean.

Collected your effort and took a morning stroll to macs, watching fellow collegians rushing to school. It just felt different. Thought that wis would be late but they were actually there! We vomited at the playground while the rest were waiting. Arrived back in school only to see 2 j1 SCs trying too hard to keep the participation level high.

After the whole thing ended, we kind of felt cheated. It's like coming back to college for nothing la. No attendence taking, no picnic, no FUN. Waited for something but earlier events in the day didn't set the rhythm right. Ended up gaying with bro from amk to bishan. We even bought the movie package more intended for lovers LA. Rush Hour 3 was hilarious. We lamented our plight and allowed ourselves to be taken away by the movie. We laughed, but it felt empty.

Headed back to school after bro had to leave for his family commitments. School felt eerily abandoned and quiet. What used to be a place packed with muggers was as empty as some ulu graveyard la. Started working at complex AGAIN in some fourth floor classroom with the comfort in the fact that at least there were people in the classroom beside mine.

We spoke. At last words which supposed to come came. Tactless with warped usage of my words but everything that was said and done meant something.

This can never be more true. To the world, you may be ONE PERSON. But to one person, you may be his/her WORLD.

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