Time passes quickly, quicker than some of us would like, and slower than most of us would like during lectures. Ok that was a line of crap. Me trying to write an effective introduction but its not exactly working. Now its 3 lines of crap.
As I reflect on how time has passed, I see my life flashing past in front of me. And I begin to realise that I am being subsumed by the experience that they call NTU. So much that I'm afraid that my individuality and my thinking will eventually be subjugated under this huge institution.
As I continue into this journey, the toll of boring lectures, equally boring tutorials, insipid hall life, and subpar food starts to transform me into... NTU man.
Now, some of you may be wondering. Just what the hell is NTU man? I'll tell you what the hell is NTU man. Yeah, I'm also wondering what the hell is NTU, man.
I just did a lame joke. Oh gosh.
Anyway, here are the steps to becoming NTU man.
1) You gain the power of infinite energy. Although you slept at 2am last night and you had 8.30 lecture, you are still going for tutorial after that and lecture after that tutorial. And random subcomm meetings after that.
2) You start cracking jokes that are colder than lecture theatres. And you laugh at them but no one else does. You are now imprevious to cold. And killer glares from unamused people.
3) You have no life. How do you kill that which has no life? Precisely. You are now immortal.
4) You start wearing blue spandex, red briefs outside and a big NTU crest. You are now official.
Don't ask me what that does for you. I guess it just makes you non-liable to getting fined for indecent exposure on campus.
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