04S77!

Saturday, June 03, 2006

One fine day, i arrived home from camp, in the same jovial, cheery, jubiliant mood that everyone is in when they get out of camp. Upon stepping into the building, i was greeted with this odd, out-of-sorts feeling, the same feeling you get when you finally discover the strange, bothering itch at your groin is the result of you wearing your underwear the wrong way round. The air smelt funny -- a combination of yellowing paper and dried tomatoes. I scanned the room for hostiles, when all of a sudden i noticed, in the corner of my flawless mahogany table, an envelope, of A4 size, bearing the crest of a famous local tertiary instituition.

I raced over, in eager anticipation, tearing open the letter that i had received from the NUS office of admissions, to be greeted with the following words, "[blahblahblah] CHEMICAL ENGINEERING [blahblahblah]". My world came crashing down, as darkness and melancholy seized me with a vise-like grip. the room seemingly melted away, leaving me to wallow in my despair, and even the very air i breathed seemed choking and toxic as if all the world existed only to amplify my pain and sorrow.

Excruciatingly, i sat down and thought. Thought long and hard. I pictured myself working in a huge spanking-new Shell petrochemical plant, stirring huge vats of fetid black liquid, which bubbled and occassionally belched foul vapours, with a giant spatula. Or perhaps it would be sitting in an armchair in a spic-and-span control room with sophisticated machinery surrounding me, drinking tonnes of coffee and consuming as many strawberry walnut donuts as it is humanly possible to. No, i was destined for greater things. There was more to life then polluting the air and destroying my lungs. What then, was my calling?

and then it struck me.

world domination

Since lijia broached the topic of university admission, i thought i'd share my tragic, harrowing story of self discovery and realisation.

withmuchlove,
bob

04s77 fell asleep@11:41 AM