Back to TP days
Yesterday consisted of: Bonus shares, payables, appreciation, trial balances uhhh and idkwhatelse. I thought accounts was bad w numerals; math had algebra and chinese-looking characters (lagrangean?) in it. And everytime I recount lessons, it plays in my head w an indian accent, tsk. Utterly demoralised; my brain's peaked saturation levels tonight. It feels like the secschool nightmare all, over, again.
Only high point of the day: breaktime updates + visit back to TP and this:
Molester a top NUS grad; well, apparently he suffers from "spontaneous ejaculation" and this incident had him jizzing all over another girl's thigh, just cos her jacket brushed past his crotch. Kinda feel bad for him now, I mean, he probably couldn't control it, but HAHA, spontaneous. I wonder what other inappropriate occasions got him that excited. Exams? LOLOL.
(Jo reacting to OMGGUJYUNPYO'S COMING TO SG and doing the bulldog face HAHA)
Nothing beats TP; not even after 3hours of brainbashing company accounts. I think the worst part's that, even after adjustments, you STILL don't get the marks, and the goddamn trial balance is only worth 25marks (that said, passing mark's 35). A1 Mango Smoothie + Design's Western (Chicken Salsa!!!) was (&*^%# orgasmic. Nostalgia hit bad this time round, and all of us got affected. Recapping incidents, memories, catching up on people... TP life then was just so much better than what it is now.
Haha I know, I said we let go. It's just hard, when things aren't going right here. Andddd, I missed having ONE bus home. Even the goddamn cab fare's half of what it is now, gawddd... Too much we took for granted back then. Missed math this morn cos I set the alarm but I FORGOT TO SWITCH IT ON. Time to get 2 more alarm clocks.