Sending out my love to everyone outta there. Hola !

Anyways today I'm like really happy :P ! Read on to find out why and mudabitches, hold your horses before you decide to jump the gun (as always).




Today I was late for my class. The bloody "75" took way longer than usual to get to my stop and strangely, the bus driver was so so so slow today. I was losing my patience because I really wanted to be there early for my class as that was my favourite module. But well, I was late. I reached school at about 7.15 and I had to rush and get my stuff printed and I realised that my lecturer was an Indian. So I drew out a picture of the so-called Indian lecturer in my head. A balding, stout dude with a real bushy moustache and having a real bad Indian accent and all. So after I got my stuff printed, I headed to buy a cup of ice milo and headed straight to the 5th level (oh fuck, its gorgeous by the way). I found the classroom and I tried to peep from the door to see if the seats at the back were taken up and to my dismay, all the seats at the back were fully taken. So I plucked up the damned courage and pulled the door knob and I went in.

To my surprise .. (I swear surprise might simply be an understatement), I saw a very young and hot Indian lecturer going on with the lecture. He looked at me and smiled and I had no choice but to sit right infront of him. I couldn't control myself from ogling at him. He was like right infront of me and I couldn't focus on the slides. I was really looking at him. I mean he looked really good. I loved the way he dressed up today and God damn, he spoke really well too. To be honest, our eyes met many many times because I was sitting right infront of him and whenever he looks up, he will have to meet my eyes. There was once he was like going through this particular video and I ended up looking at him only. And for some strange reasons, I ended up smiling to myself. I don't know. Hahaha. So I texted the friends and told them how cute he was. Y was doing the same module as me but we were separated from each other and she was in a different class. So Y ended early and she told me that she was gonna come "fetch me" just so that she can look at him. For the first time, I was literally one of the last to leave the class. I was deliberately packing so slowly just so that I can remain ogling at him. HAHAHA. Well I am supposed to do an ECA for this module and some "kan-chong" baskets swamped him with questions (at the very 1st lesson itself .. NAHBEH). So I was just admiring him and well, Y came in with "Vitz, I am here to fetch you. My sweety" and she started ot ogle at him. Hahhaa. Basket.

Anyways, he's a very interesting guy. Oh wait, I can't do much with him besides to ogle at him because he is happily married. I do realise that he's just 5 years older than me (sigh - such a young lecturer) and we have so many mutual friends on FB. So I took his picture off my FB (well I snapped some pictures secretly to show the friends). I looked at his profile and I realised that he's not the goody-two-shoes fella. To be honest, I have a thing for those who have a LIFE ( a good social life) and end up doing so well in school. I mean c'mon man, if you have so much time at your disposal, you can always invest those amount of time and ace your studies but with a life (and I mean, A REAL SOCIAL LIFE), its so difficult to ace well in school. I guess his time management is excellent and I find such guys, interesting. Or strangely some epic fails to exist around. Those who go around the school jumping in a trance-like stance and end up fucking their studies. Lol. Aaaaanywaaays, I chanced upon his profile on NUS and realise that he's been a high flier. He has even been cited for because he wrote a fucking book and did research with a researcher on a very interesting subject. Fuck, he's young and so bright ! WHAT A FUCKING GOOD COMBINATION. So am I gonna miss his lessons ? - HELL NO ! But then again, I think I need to find a way to focus in this class because, there is an ECA component coming up and yet again, I need to do a damned research paper. Hahhaa, am I gonna fuck this up ? - HELL NO !






Anyways, I uploaded my first Instagram video and I was so proud of my video. Hahaha. So it got naturally uploaded to my FB account and Mr Deadpool pasted this picture in my comments log. I ended up laughing at it because I know how hard it was to take that video. Haha. And what I didn't realise was, he actually took the effort to draw my hair just because the meme looked bald. HHAHAHAHA. He went like "hey, that's your trademark fringe". WTH ! :P


Anyways, I can't help but really really envy, get jealous, admire a few people. PP is one of them - I still can't believe how well his columns are construed. Today I got to know that TM actually graduated with LLM ! BLOODY HELL. Wah, seriously, how do this people do it ?. WOW.






It's always very funny when 2 different heads do a peek at my blog and go through the entries when they're like sitting right beside each other, supposedly having their own private time together. Are you that bothered about my life (as contrary to what you have technically portrayed to many others out there) or are you just so fucking hard-up to find out information about yourself ?. Like I said, I can never stop some walking contradictions from doing a triple backflips. But then again, it's all about what you know and not what you understood. Trust me, there isn't a tinge of a jealousy with regards to you both. What only remains is pure anger - anger at the way you hitched a plan to steal what rightfully belongs to me.


"Your value doesn't decrease based on someone's inability to see your worth". My value nor my worth never decreased. But your value and worth has dwindled. Real badly. Now, please hurry, read my entry. Haha.


Lil Wayne and Bruno, I'm gonna "cite" you guys :P

Uh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you are all alone
And you correct me when I'm looking wrong
I see the guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pane
I see the scars that remain
I see you Wayne, I'm looking at the...

Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we here


Through my rise and fall, I know who stood by. For them, I will continue to take the bullets :)

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