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Tmr ll be the start of my prelims and as many people would say, they are not prepared, they ll fail and they have given up hope. I rather say i would do my best even though i ve not studied hard for it. This september break has been a bore. Like all holidays. I am not looking forward to after prelims or even after the big As, cos it gets boring after a week or so. You find tt the number of friends to go out with diminishing. Okay not like i have a lot to start with. So let me see, after the prelims, i ll play soccer and play soccer and play soccer. I prefer to say football, cos soccer is an american term and they know shite about the beautiful game itself, it's almost like degrading the sport.

The bottom half of my post shall be dedicated to the crocodile hunter, Stephen Robert Irwin. I admit i never thought much about him but i still knew who he was and what he did. Always thought tt he was a nutjob running around playing with weird creatures. But tt was before. I changed my perspective towards him after i watched his tribute videos. What i admired about him was not his love for animals or him being a really great conservationist. It was his passion in doing what he loved and at the same time, being a really great father to both his children. He was a great family man. I wish his family well and to be strong. The world has just lost another great man.

'It's my job, my mission, the reason i am put on this planet, is to conserve wildlife' -steve irwin