So what's the big fuss over it? I am gonna get alot alot of rumours. AND I HATE RUMOURS! Rumours like, I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. And it'll start spreading like an inevitable disease. 

Or rumours like, erm... GIRL SURROUNDS ME EVERYDAY. 

Or rumours like, GIRLS ASKING ME FOR A DATE. Wow, that's something uncalled for. 

Anyways, there shouldn't be any rumours if i keep my mouth shut. Yeah... But living that 3 years with only girls... i wonder what would happen to me. I really don't wanna be the only guy in the class. It's like you'll see a garden full of roses/flowers [what ever you wish to call it. Rafflesia.] and then you see a patch of weed. I am soo unsightly. 2 patch is better than 1. 

Erm, 2 is better than 1.

And then, i'll keep hearing girl talks which i really don't understand. I don't understand so i can't describe! But they'll start talking plastic stuffs! Like plastic surgery!

Hopefully there'll be at least a guy in the same class as me. Hopefully the same age too. 

I DONT WANNA BE THE OLDEST IN CLASS! I am already known as immature to most of my friends. Being the oldest in class...and then immature. Omgawd, i don't wanna picture it. Paradox.

And then, the children...

I don't need a well behave kid. I want a crazy one, as crazy as me! It's fun. I chose this course because it'll be fun to work with kids. And then i can experiment them. I saw it on tv when they were given a basket of grocery items and to choose the stuffs they want to give to poor kids. Super funny because kids are very candid. They gave all the fruits and vegetables away. They kept the candies and soft drinks.

If it's me, i'll just give them my stack of project notes and ask them to tear which ever they dislike. That'd be a good reason not to do projects.

"the kids are horrible! they tore away my notes while i was studying them! i have none for reference sir. *sobx*"

Lastly, i wanna talk about the present. I want to say i miss all my friends alot. We are obviously drifting apart because the feel of missing each other isn't as great as before.

But rest assured, i think of them every minute, every second. Even in my sleep, i dream to dream of them. And sometimes i do, i dreamed of me and them in the classroom. Memories...but i also dreamed of the good for nothing wee teck. Which is no good.

If they're wondering if i miss them even now,

yeah, i miss you even now. And i'll continue to miss you if you don't forget me.

AHHHH SCREWED!

Cut! cut! cut!