Stumbled upon an abandoned blog of my Sec sch friend. Read a post written in 2004. Saw a nice description of the class people, including myself. Evoked lots of nostalgia, and really set me thinking. How some have fallen far off early high expectations, how some have risen up and hit it big, how much all of us have changed (some bordering on the extreme).

I miss those times. I may be having fun now, but there are way too many "what if"s looming around in my mind. Different paths that I could have embarked on in the past. Really wish I could see how different decisions would have panned out.

Why the f I am writing all this now at 3am, when I am supposed to cram for an upcoming exam, I have absolutely no idea. I have totally lost the motivation to mug hard. University life is about learning, not just studying books. Learning comes in so many forms. This is also the last few years whereby you can really enjoy yourself, make stupid mistakes and pranks, drink your asses off and just skip lectures the next day.

Oh fuck I feel slightly more enlightened.