The time has arrived. At 9am tomorrow, I will be undertaking my final paper, EE4210 – Computer Communication Networks II.

I feel so emo just thinking about moving out from school. The good memories, as well as the pain, of mugging, of staying back late to do projects, write essays and reports. I will miss the NUS girls, especially from the Arts Faculty, because they dress up and look so good and sexy, bare their skins even though when the aircon temperatures are crazy cold.

I will miss my schoolmates, my project groupmates and friends. I will not miss my professors at all. But I will miss the liberty of calling myself an NUS student, of flashing the matric card whever I buy Andersens ice cream. I will miss having student meals everywhere, and at Swensens too.

I will not miss the sight of Engineering girls, especially the PRCs whom bare their unshaven, hairy underarms. I will not miss the sight and smell of tainted seats in the LTs. But I will miss the cheap canteen food; Technoedge’s panggang, YIH’s lemon chicken, Biz’s chicken kebab rice.

Okay lah I will miss NUS Arts girls very much. HAHAHA, no more eye-wandering with the guys, no more “eh look, your 11 O’clock…zao geng” or “dok, 3 o’clock…tetek besar!”

So much for 25 years of education.