I was kinda reminiscing the last day of our helliest Sem, the day of our Stat109 Final Exam. I could still smell the bitterness of spending 2 hours running after your life pressing all the buttons in the calculator and finding out that almost 90% of us got an F. It has been a traumatic experience. I browsed my pic folder and found these pictures.
Sometimes, it makes me wonder how come it's not obvious in the pictures; All the bitterness, depressions and frustrations. Aren't we just so excellent in creating this façade of momentous adjustment? I don't think so. Need not ask, need not clarify, just take it as a fact. Moving on, I guess, is what we've really mastered throughout our college stay.
When the going gets tough, and when the tough gets going, cheer up coz by the end of the day, everything will depend on how you have become.
Nons, the shirt! :P
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