Uni Year 4~ START~O~!

A week has gone since I started my final year in university. The subjects are more or less finalized. Some look interesting but need plenty of mathematics... While some just plain boring, with no choice but to take. I also took another pretty fresh elective, an escape to my programming-intensive modules~ Directed readings of Modern Chinese Song Lyrics. And guess what? The class is conducted in Chinese! Cool~ But damn hard! XD

Me and my FYP professor could be enemies in our previous life... If there's any. First meeting I already gave him the impression that I either never attend lectures or never pay attention during lectures --- I couldn't recognize that he's one of my Year one lecturer... Second meeting, which was yesterday. Yes, meeting on a fateful Saturday~ We didn't know MRT line between Clementi and Jurong East stopped working for upgrading... And I was delayed... From a possible 15 mins early to 45 mins late. Don't have his number, no network to send an email for him. I've been AWOL for 45mins...

Impression totally ruined... (-____-) GG

But he seemed calm enough. I should have known, university's prof are mostly concerned about their journals more than their students... So who cares if one of his students was missing or vanished in thin air? As people grow older, they became more and more cold and realistic? If this is really the case... I can foresee a really, really cold future... Or maybe there's no future...

Ok, perhaps I've inferred too far...

とにかく、頑張りましょう～！

No soccer this week. Rain... How dare you...

多分、それは時間がまだない。