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		<title>The realization of truth</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[With a blink of an eye, I&#8217;ve completed my first half of my second year in Temasek Polytechnic. Another blink and who knows I might be sitting in that barber chair and shaving my beautiful hair off in preparation for NS. All is left is with our main exams and then it&#8217;s my final goodbye [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="clear: both">With a blink of an eye, I&#8217;ve completed my first half of my second year in Temasek Polytechnic. Another blink and who knows I might be sitting in that barber chair and shaving my beautiful hair off in preparation for NS.</p>
<p style="clear: both">All is left is with our main exams and then it&#8217;s my final goodbye to my current classmates.</p>
<p style="clear: both">To be honest, I hate most of the people in my class. Well Hate is strong word. I actually categorized them into various categories. They are mainly, Hate, Dislike, Neutral, Exceptional. Now I don&#8217;t want to disclose such information onto a public platform. I don&#8217;t want any drama to happen. However, if you do want to know it, feel free to hit me up on MSN.</p>
<p style="clear: both">I&#8217;m still in disbelief that time actually flies very fast. Even though I said that like umpteen times.</p>
<p style="clear: both">Basically, today is our last day of school. In the morning, i was feeling lackadaisical and a little sick to the point that i could barf anytime.</p>
<p style="clear: both">I gathered up my determination and willpower to get up and get ready for school.</p>
<p style="clear: both">LIES.</p>
<p style="clear: both">Actually, ever since I started schooling at Temasek Polytechnic, I&#8217;ve NEVER and I mean NEVER receive a warning letter before. If I were to skip the french class again, I&#8217;ll be getting my first warning letter. The thought of breaking my record of not getting warning letters doesn&#8217;t seem to entice me that much. </p>
<p style="clear: both">It turns out only six people turned up for our class. We combined with another french class that only had two students. I&#8217;m gonna miss French dearly. It is one of my favorite subjects. It&#8217;s one of those class where by you actually enjoy learning it.</p>
<p style="clear: both">Nonetheless, CSAD in the afternoon was rather brief. It&#8217;s only then I realized that this is really the last day of school and the last time I&#8217;ll be seeing my classmates in my classroom.</p>
<p style="clear: both">IT Block Level 5 Labs got a renovation and they apparently got a room full of iMacs! I reckon it&#8217;s eMac, designed for use in educational institution.</p>
<p style="clear: both"><a href="http://www.unspokenromance.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/photo__1_.jpg" rel="shadowbox[sbpost-1120];player=img;" class="image-link"><img class="linked-to-original" src="http://www.unspokenromance.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/photo__1_-thumb.jpg" height="506" width="380" style=" text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 10px;" /></a>Yes, the image quality is rather flattering. It&#8217;s the 17&#8243; Screen, White. </p>
<p style="clear: both">It&#8217;s pretty old. New iMacs are silver, like mine! But still, MACS WILL CONQUER THE WORLD.</p>
<p style="clear: both">I was literally ventilating and i was standing super close to the door.</p>
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