Life in tjc

My permanent timetable ends pretty late. Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays end at 4.40pm. Sigh, the stress is amounting. Second intakers in tj have lots to catch up with, apart from the current on-going lessons. At the end of every day, my classmates (whether first intakers or not) experience a somewhat viscous saturation of the mind. Painful is the feeling to such an extent that we don't really know what to feel. Perhaps numb is the word to describe it. I guess I'll get used to it after a while.

TJC. For College For Nation. =)

You know, I don't really give a damn about what others say about tj. To say that I enjoy tj is simply an understatement. What appals me is that some people can openly criticise tj when it's actually their school. Calling it a "shit hole with shit (students) stuck in it" is a ridiculously inaccurate metaphor especially when someone knows that transferring out of it is practically a dead end. Of course I don't expect every one's love for tj to be as strong as mine, but since one has no choice about remaining in tj, one should seriously think twice about mocking oneself. And don't do it in front of me lest you incur my wrath.

Cars

Nissan Latio GTI

This is the racing version of my father's car. Really cool.