Graduation

I got some tertiary education in the end. Man was it hard.

But the show at the end was really quite entertaining! A flat-top hat with a bunch of hairs sticking out, a blue bath robe, and to top it up a pink hood; it all makes the sartorial me. Not.

But the show has to go on. And it did quite well. Here are the nonsensical/inspirational pictures with people that mattered, all through four years in NUS. As we cross over into the working world now people, remember. It's all a fight between them, N'US. *Bloop*

Starting the line-up with a few usual poses of inspiration:




And then along comes the company. Audrey and Liz, the twinned friends who made Profs Forman and Robbie's seminars random and fun. Comrade-in-arms.



The family:





What happens in the graduation hall or How i got my degree scroll from Dumbledore



The assorted folks that made uni cool:

Ling Choo from the Registrar's Office: i used to work for her as a Commencement Usher.

Kim An-gel, the girl who is not korean but looks like one

Prof Jane Nardin, repository of literary knowledge, great teacher-mentor, AND a fellow Jane Austen fan.

Da Gang. From A1 till now.

Yuen Mei from Lit

Gek Leng from the army

Sook Ching from NY

How fast time flies eh some would say. Today I met LY for brunch. We two are starting work next week and there was the usual droll comments about how working life will make us older and sadder and all the rest of it. But then there was the bright spark in both of our lives which make starting work a tad more important, special and rewarding. Both of us have something to work towards to with someone we can spend lives with. That much is rewarding.

"What is your passion?" might be a wrong question to ask isn't it? For me now it should be "who drives your passion?" And it is not a dirty pun. Think. Harder.

Wash Your Hands

Ya, Mr Brown has done it again.

This is a public service announcement: wash your body!



And ok so i'm guilty of some things mentioned in the video, eg nose digging and wipe on pole (eeyur), but come on la.

It's really a guy thing eh? So M don't you eeyur that much. You got a real GUY!