Taking stock

On this day, I officially graduate with a total of 2 As, 4 B+s, 6 Bs, 9 C+s, 5 Cs (hur hur), 5 D+s, 5 Ds, 3 passes and 2 job offers in hand.

Thanks Dre, for being my sanity by being insane.

Thanks Mr YeowKuo for the 1 and a half years of personal growth. For helping me feel once more. For the exchange of thought-provoking, erm, thoughts. For the endless teasing and days of exasperation. It was fun while it lasted. Could you let me know if you're still alive?

Thanks Gordy, for being the invisible comforting presence I know I can rely on. For reassuring me that you can still be a kid when you're 27, no...make that 28, NO! TWENTY NINE! I'm sorry I don't always keep you updated and that you're almost always the last to know.

Thanks Arch, for trusting me enough to unburden your heart. For the laughs. For being such a Kunj.

Thanks Shawn, for jesterhatdays. For bizarre conversations on Friday morns and scriptlecturedays. For partnering me in WizardofOz commentaries on wanking lions. For just being whacked.

Thanks Ria, for the little pick-me-ups you give me. You know I treasure you even when I say I don't. Little Ms. Random with yourhairsolong, one day I shall sneak up on you and steal your Rapunzel-like hair.

Thanks Alicia, for the countless nights you have opened up your home to me and to everyone else especially the 3 week-long stint. For the company on the first day of orientation. For listening when you never had to. For being so amazingly intelligent and blur at the same time. You crack me up.

I'm sure there's a zillion more people to thank. So thank you. You've made the last three years the most agonising, the most fun, the most enlighting, the most mundane, the most everything, all at the same time.