conversations with the wall

Well it seems like the end of the road for university/college/school life, and now we step into the great unknown called...



adulthood 0__0;;






.....





I'd try to make the post a little more dramatic, more intellectual, more thought inspiring, but i reckon i'd fail miserably..






i don't know what to say,






then again, what do you have to say, to the wall.





I guess the purpose of my post is a shout into the world that i'm still here, still alive, still kickin (okay, mayb not kicking so well) I don't think i'm the type that posts what i feel, what i think here (but saying that had just proves otherwise didn't it ? =/ )





I'd rather share my thoughts in person.







So why not take a walk with me ? =)






one shudders at the thought of dragging the wall around with you for a walk...

For my sis who wants to see my nerd-sih *cough* you mean intelligent glasses look.

You can't say "nerd" at the 3 intelligent and good looking young men at Cambridge. Of the 3 only 2 is really intelligent tho, 1 merely "looks" intelligent >__<

but like this wise man said.

"Judge every book not by the cover, but by the sypnosis/summary/description written AT THE BACK of the book. " - Jonathan Ong Chin Yue, 2009



If you think this looks somewhat familiar, maybe you'll have to refer to below: (scroll down)




























































Remember, behind every great man there is a lazy useless almost lifeless but yet you still love him anyway dog as their best friend.

Maybe Mason was busy pondering about Life, the Universe and Everything... the cosmos in it's entirety, while mocking humankind's inability to comprehend him and mocks them by barking at them at every opportunity, rolling around and spinning on his butt. Or perhaps it could be an elaborate food dance as a ritual to thank the Gods for the providence of his daily meal.

We finite humanbeings can only speculate...