Student life:16 long years of it. From 7 to 23.

No one wants to read about the life of a 23 year old law student who at 23 years of age, is still a darn law student. But I'm just going to write about it anyway. There are 7 billion people living on the face of this planet. I'm sure at least one out of the 7 billion would read this post about my student life. Uneventful to some, pretty fun for others but nothing short of breathtakingly spectacular for  me.This is my final semester and in 3 short months, I'll finally be done with my student life.

My life. My life started the second I was born. Duh. Life was pretty good when I was a kid. Very much loved, had long straight dark brown hair. No teeth. All gone due to excessive candy eating. Serial bed-wetter and most importantly, a hero to mom and dad. I was a hero. Still am to them.

Okay, primary school. Studied in Britain for 3 and a half years. Bullied by racist Caucasian kids (and you Westerners pride yourselves as being the so-called heroes of human rights. Hello, you massacred the Jews and turned Africans into slaves, not us!!). My brother was my hero. He would beat them sadistic fucks for me. He would then be punished by the equally sadistic racist lunch ladies. Okay, 1997, back in Malaysia. Happy as hell. Kids were my size. If they picked a fight, I would stand a chance of winning. Which I did, at least most of the time. Got my first love letter at 12 years old from an unknown girl.

Secondary school. Divided into two parts. One in Taiping, one in Setiawangsa. In Taiping, prefect. Handsome boy, as some would say. No girlfriend but wanted one after watching the blockbuster Indonesian movie, Ada Apa Dengan Cinta or popularly abbreviated to A2DC. Moved to Setiawangsa at age 15. Learned to play guitar, became good at playing guitar, still handsome boy and now, I got a sad excuse of a girlfriend! Oh wait no, it was more like a fling. A month. So no, wasn't girlfriend, it was a fling. Oh, started smoking, aged 15.

University life. Finally got a girlfriend. Broke up. Heartbreak number 1. Got another one. Broke up, heartbreak number 2. Then got another one, found love of life, will love with all my heart and I want to marry this girl because if perfect was spelled differently, it would be spelled as F-I-O-N-A (Just the way you are- Bruno Mars playing in the background every single time I see her face or write about F-I-O-N-A). Still handsome boy but now I am a bit fat. Gained weight. Oh, quit smoking, aged 23.

Of course everything is much much more detailed than what was written but if I wanted to incorporate every single thing in life, I......most probably wouldn't. Too many things to write, too little patience to accomplish anything.

And there you have it. My student life :)