My birthday is long over. It was uneventful, insignificant & passed by me rather miserably. Try as I might evry darn year to make September a favourite month of e year, it collapses on me to become a cursed month instead. E year is drawin close & I cant help but reflect on tumultous events dat took place e past 10 months.

2008 is e year I bid goodbye to sch campus life. I went back dere to pick up my certificate & transcipts e other day wid my dad. My first time dere was wid him too. I drove e manual BMW & remembered stallin on e freakin slope as I turned in. Dis time round as we drove in, I was washed in a flood of fond memories. Crazy madcap days I will neva forget. I'd say my uni life was a blast, light years beta den poly fer sure. Yes I coulda started workin after my diploma. But now lookin back on wad may hav been e best 3 years of my life, Im grateful fer bein able to afford e luxury of continuin my studies.

Is dat e best life had to offer me? Did I hav so much fun dat nothin else I do will ever live up to it? Im slowly beginnin e transition to corporate world & it worries me dat Im losin myself. I sleep early on most nights. I wear office clothes on most days. I stay home alot. Life slows down to a standstill. Is dis wad growin up is about?