Junior Year
Fraught with change (progress?) and difficult lessons to learn, academically and otherwise. Evidently time and tide have marked a shift in dynamics this semester and I am not used to not keeping up. Will be glad to get away from it all and embark on these plans that have kept me going since forever. I hope the people who are important to me know I can never sum up their worth in a turn of phrase. Thank you for always being there. I hope you know who you are.
Here is to the best fucking way to end a semester - hours of relentless shots, inevitable inebriation, mindless laughter cloaked in an alcoholic haze, all overlooking Singapore from a vertigo-inducing 44 storeys high. Your argument is invalid.
