I was browsing through the recently released list of Chem Eng Final Year Projects (FYP) and half chanted to myself that life will be more interesting with splashes of varieties. Exactly. Life is already like movie, a motion picture that involves no 'cut' scene and one won't live to see when the curtain rolled down after the list of credits ran up the screen. And even more, life is like a combination of the many movie genre all packed in one roll. Sometimes, it is filled with comedy like joking around with friends, adventurous genre like a shopping spree with your girls or even romantic scenes when some hot korean proposed to you *i wish*. But sometimes, yes, sometimes horror movies should be allowed in too.
So that one day, you can tell your children and your grandchildren and your great great grandchildren that hey, mommy/grandma/ great grandma had once done FYP too. FYP, my dear. It is the FYP! Yes, that Final Year Project that you are complaining the entire day. That thing that made you pleaded to change major so you don't have to face or even glanced at the list of projects you are supposed to do.
Hence, the luxury of saying, "No excuse, my younger ones."
Or even better. You could tell your cousins, the one time cousin or the second time cousins and the far far cousins that..yeah.."i completed FYP!" Then, they'll nod and conclude in justice that the reason behind your panda eyes is blamed on the long labourious hours you spent in the lab instead of watching you tube all day or korean shows all night.
Anyway, my point is. When I keep repeating this word FYP, i can't fail to notice how closed it rhymes to this word JYP. Yes, JYP. Repeat after me: JYP, the creator of Wonder Girls. Wonder girls, the reason behind my recent panda eyes. Because their song is sooo catchy, especially the one titled: So hot!
Im so so so.. hot hot!
