I'm extremely tired. I stayed up all night playing computer and waiting for that arsenal match to start. It's games games and games for the past 2 days. So much so that I'm beginning to feel sick of it. Looks like it is time to find some new entertainment. My classmates are going to play soccer tomorrow, but of all times, they chose 10am. I will surely be still lying in bed then. Guess I will have to give it a miss.

Grad Night was nice. It could have been nicer if the whole class went. I wore a blue long-sleeve shirt with a pair of light grey pants. My newly bought light grey coat was the final pieceand I was good to go. The whole episode of dressing and styling took me just 15 minutes. It's easy for a guy but too bad for the girls. Anyway, grey really made me stand out in the crowd. Every guy was wearing black, as if they were attending some funeral. Some with coats, some without. There were more variations in the girls(obviously). All sorts of dresses, skirts, hairstyles, make-up. It was interesting. It was a night of 'pictures'. Everyone was behaving like bees, moving around to find friends like bees to nectar. Cameras were flashing every other second and the dinner was delayed since everyone decided to place more importance on taking pictures than filling their bellies. It was a night of memories, a night of glamour, a night of humour, a night of joy, a night of reflection, a night of parting. I'm sure everyone would agree with me. The joy of graduation, mixed with the sadness of parting. How in the world do I describe this feeling? A chapter has closed. A new chapter is soon to be written. Good bye to all my friends and may God bless all of you. Till we meet again.