Alas, the school semester is officially over – a week and a half ago in fact. What followed the end of semester is pure localized mayhem. All SMU students rejoiced for joy, not to the fact that school is out, but in accordance to the fact that study week had begun. Ah good old study week. The library is finally opened 24/7 – and that gets all SMU students excited to the point of climax. To us, 24/7 library = 1 week nonstop zoukout(in the library), without the alcohol (well for most part). We do everything (and I mean everything) in the library during beloved study week – our fair share of study, we eat, we drink coffee, we shit and dirty the toilets completely, we bring sleeping bags and sleep on the tables, and we exercise by walking around and socializing and telling other people we’re gonna get destroyed by our papers when we secretly feel that anything less than an A is an absolute appalling piece of rubbish for a grade. I remember it oh so clearly – it was Tuesday morning, and the vending machines had run out of red bull. what. the. fuck. Actually come to think of it, maybe I should have my own energy drink. The SMU GEORGE KUAH ENERGY DRINK. Allows you to be fucking awesome, just like me. It allows you to act like a cool professional student (like me), it allows you to make the dean’s list your bitch (like me), it allows you to maintain near perfect GPA (like me), it allows you to pimp out your resume (like me). What a brilliant idea; SMU culture in a bottle. To be the best, drink the best.

Now its exam week (how time flies), and exam week is like the NBA playoffs. You have to be in full swing with no inertia. There is no insurance to cover your perils of not spending 22 hours a day studying and the other 2 hours sleeping on the toilet bowl in the library. There is no hedging against the likes of George Kuah (this is subjective – if you’re a business student then kudos to your extra chance of pulling an A+ out of your ass, if you’re an accounting student then HAHA CAUSE MY A+ means I just fucked you over with the existence of an overall curve). Get your tracksuits on, tie up those laces tight cause it’s game time – No time for life, family or friends; there’s only time for ratios, analysis, slides, cheat sheets and the SMU GEORGE KUAH energy drink. Once this exam period is over, we will all heave a sigh of relief and carry on with our glorious lives and make the absolute fucking best of our holiday time – and that means spending december working as a fucking awesome intern in a fucking awesome MNC, where theres no time for life, family or friends. But hey, what to do? DO YOU WANT TO GET HIRED BY MORGAN STANLEY OR NOT?