So much hype. The raised eyebrows. The oooohs and the aaahhs. Fuck lah. Whatever for, my friends? It's just a placebo, if you ask me. The one thing i've learnt (soooo many times) is not to put my hopes too high. After all, the only thing that comes with greater expectations is really only greater disappointment.

2 weeks. oh my oh my. Each sem just seems to get shorter.

Home club is this alternative place to chill out on wednesdays if you're not into overcrowded mambo/mos crap. Plays indie rock, not your usual chart toppers and dirt-off-your-shoulder kinda rnb. And guys, its f-r-e-e.

I wanna watch the prestige. And nobody is free. Takers?

Gan random. ok out.