Seriously, webcast lectures are deliciously great.

Chocolate Cheese Tart break
A Modern Moral Panic
Fish Nuggets break
Functionalist Theory
Chee Cheong Fun break
Criticism of the Funtionalist Theory
Milkshake break
Family Values
Conflict and Feminist Theories
Strawberry Cheese Tart break
Marital Happiness
Moral Decline
Water break
Reproduction
Cheese Hotdog break
Domesticity
Noodles break

At the end of it, I have gained inmeasurable calories and knowledge. Knowledge and food. Knowledge is food. Ah, the meaning of life.

Which brings me to a moment a few days back, when I stepped out of the canteen to a blue sky, white clouds, chirping birds, blooming flowers and air molecules the best I've ever breathed. Embraced the skullcracking deadlines laid out in a deathrow, screwed upside-down CAP, the barely touched textbooks so new, I swear- they squeak when I turn the pages, (in memory of) the countless lectures I've skipped, my best friend IVLE, yawns-inducing papers and braincells-frying projects with all my heart and soul. And announced, with sincerity that can melt all the icecubes and icebergs in the world, "Ah, the meaning of life.", turned back faithfully, only to be met with a deadly glare from Corinne. And a leg poised, ready to ricochet into a murderous kick.

I ran.