This may be three weeks overdue, but on a simple FYI basis to people that may have heard so or otherwise, people who might, might just take an interest..

I've enrolled in the Bachelor of Laws degree program at Brickfields Asia College, KL. A few months ago, in many a gathering, when many of you people were still in the same time zone, I have mentioned of doing a Business degree instead. Our very own Economics lecturer, Mr Aria, the dashing young specimen of what many girls rightfully regard as good-looking, was persistant in advising me against it, and to stick with the initial plan to read Law . He did call a few times and we had lengthy discussions on the two qualifications. In his highly regarded opinion, it would be better for me to obtain a professional course, and do an MBA instead of going down the Business Admin route. But I had this little doubt : Was that all just marketing talk? (The star of our show at our college is law, and thus the ads you may see in print are always with the title "The Nation's Premier Law School")

So naturally, I sought the help of my dad, who not only has an initimate knowledge on the benefits of an LLB, but also contacts with successful people in various areas. Big wigs at the corporate ladder who hire and fire kinda thing. And the common advise from these wise people is that..well the same thing Mr Aria has always said to me. Slowly I rekindled that feeling and the desire to keep up with my childhood dream. So yes! Everything is back on track as far as me and Law is concerned, but you could say Business came really close to me, smelled really good, dressed to kill, and we flirted. Flirted but that's all xD

I always believe that I'm very much in touch with my instincts,and I trust them lots. Thus, three weeks in, everything just feels right. Sorry if this sounds weird, but if you experienced such moments, and/or maybe love, you would know what I mean.

Though I wish that college can bring me the same..feeling that I get every morning in school, before the first bell rang, and all us boys just sat at our spot on the ground floor of the ol' Blok B. We'd be sitting at the three little steps, talking about things boys talk about. Nobody planned for us to gel over that four or five years, but we did. And unlike many other cliques that you see in school, we were multi cultural woot! But we were also fiercely fierce (-.-) about all things regarding race and sensitive issues in the country, and people like Haafiz and Martin and Mithran and those stupid jokes and.. Foooh.  I mean like I didn't even make any extra effort or be extra nice. The first time we came together as a group was when 1 Amanah played 1 Bakti in our first ever football encounter during PJ time and we talked after that, stripping off our sweaty tops (oohh a small snippet for my female readers xD) and the current stud, but no stud way back then, Daniel Roslan, did something wonderfully stupid,something YouTube would have been proud to host ;p, and that was in 2002. I was 12, in Form 1, new enviroment and all and was lucky enough to have known them. My gawd we were fab together, our own personalities mix sooo damn well when things are sunny and this is most of the time of course, but at the same time, when we fought, nobody held back anything. But then it comes back to normal quickly and we'd be eating ice cream en masse before you know it. And this weird practice of going to the toilet ramai-ramai, is one of nature's mysteries as why we do it, and how we always do it unplanned. Guess boys have a thing for mirrors, just that we are more subtle. Its also a crime that we are all seperated and our.. zest are not blended together because its such a bloody waste. Any of you people reading, would know that all the time that we shared like ponteng class to go play football or bottle cap, or us congregating at the back of 5 Bakti doing craplicious things, Moral classes with that fat teacher we all hated, omigawd so many many, you would say you will never forget those great times, and I will say my beautiful friend, I believe you for I feel the same way too.

I know all things must pass and nothing is permanant but hell I miss you all. Wish that you guys were here, or I was there, you come meet my few friends, I go to meet yours, we attend lectures together, makan together, take a slow walk out together and we can still chase after bottlecaps the same way our eyeballs chased girls together. My goodness please, for that there's nothing I wouldn't give.