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interface II

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

the best things..

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Thursday, November 09, 2006

I am writing in elation cos both my essay papers for my Cities and Cultural Landscapes modules have earned a very pleasing grade of A. Particularly satisfied with my Cultural Landscapes paper because it's my very first level 3000 module I am attempting.

I wouldn't say I've put in a lot of effort in these essays (what's too much or too little effort anyway), but I am glad the hours spent in the library conceptualising and writing the essay paid off (not forgetting the 8pm - 6am intensive session at the Mac at Ridout Tea Garden). And not to mention the huge stack of references and literature that goes into the making of each essay.

Is it just me, or is every undergraduate's most prized possession each sem the essay paper he/she writes? It's telling, when you see how 9 sheets of paper are treated with the utmost care and respect, reading and re-reading each line to make sure they are coherent, making sure that the paper is always crisp and not folded in any way.

Then, what seems the world to you for that particular semester starts to fade as the weeks pass, and the semester gone by and eventually your emergence into the workforce.

An essay would then merely become a happy memory of the long hours slogged, and just another 9 sheets of paper caught in between a stack of academic papers accumulated on a random shelf.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 12:39 PM

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