Enjoying the final hours of being in Singapore. Independence. Roaring lorry downstairs. Only two hours of sleep.

Remembering final year. New people. New friends. New cliques. New (slightly?) image. New tradition of eating after PM class.

Why the title ‘ironic’? I had ironic events popping out during the last few days. Most of them are funny only afterwards.

But think of it, aren’t ironies that make you feel that you’re living in real life, and not some scripted idiotic television show?

I love my life.


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