2am.the night settles, but the hall is still pretty much alive, people walking around, room sessions, mugging sessions, corridor chats, n the occasional rare snores... the tapping of the laptop, msn-ing away, people talking to people, the virtual voice, the virtual bonding space. the smile faces and LoLs... the occasional flip flopping of footwear shuffling pass your door, will it be another room session? or will it be a messenger boding good or bad tidings? "eh... pay block fund leh...""t-shirt size?"the occasional calls for supper, for people to accompany each other down to that place far far away. fong seng, overpriced prata, underserved curry, only eating place nonetheless. then there's always the dominating controversy... the news and rumours that never fails to spread around in hall. "whey, u heard? X and Y..."and rumours seldom come by itself "i tot Y and somebody else? omg!!"and it goes on n on n on n on till a new one arises, often out of strangely normal things. this is hall, this is hall life, a conglomeration of people, a amalgamation of ideas, of funny and not-so-funny trends. and a hotpot of love and rumour potion. 4.30am.ghimz out.
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