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University is to start on Monday 11/08/08. Olympic games have already begun since yesterday. as from tomorrow i ll start night duties. and there is hua yu course too on saturday.The holidays went by, sometimes i felt they were too heavy coz i was missing university. and now that uni is to begin, am not in the f++kin mood of studyin. but ultimately i ll have to attend the classes coz 'inn payé pou sa'.
the money factor. everything in this f**kin world is done for money. work, eat, drink, study, dance, pray. damn. and i hate the money factor even more when am myself in financial constraints. selfish u would say? yes i am bcoz wen am well off, these things dont come in my mind. shame on me.
another shame-on-me factor is my results: my Cummulative Preference Average ( that s wat CPA stands for me, right or wrong, i dunno) plummeted from 62.57 to 57.17. unbelievable but its true.
 and obviously am the one who is responsible at 90% for that downfall. and u no wat? i know wat is the cause of my downfall. MY OVERCONFIDENCE. i always believe in my head that am invincible and that is the greatest lie i told myself.
this academic year am tryin to mend my attitude and my way of doin things. and that s an uphill task man, believe me. hopefully i ll be able to redress the cpa and, atleast, bring it to wat it was. a first class seems illusionary, as the french reporter would say: 'n'ayons pas peur des mots'.   
shit case.

the dog.

    Following the football tournament held at UOM, I won the Best FootBall Player Award. yes it s kinda the France Football Ballon D'or or Premier League Best Player Award. My team won the tournament and we are the crown champions of the University.For the time being exams are on and am not in the mood at all.
Some weeks back[ when Manu was playin Blackburn], we were having a drink at a friend s place. the 'party' ended at 23h30 and we were on the point of parting when the devil inside me came i the drivin seat and said: ' nou ale faire fou'.
before goin any further it s important to tell u the followin facts:
- we were three in all. we were drunk like dogs[ one friend and i drank two bottles of rom local, the other friend drank wine and beer].
so rendez vous was taken  and 15 mins later everyone was there.  i took the car of my dad, sans qu'il le sache and drove for Grand Bay with the other two dudes.
-'bizin all dansé'
-' kot pou allé?'
-'Star Dance'
once at Star Dance, the famous bouncers nearly kicked us out coz we were hardly standin on our feet. after some influential phone calls we managed to get in and danced till 3 am.[ i wont get in details wat we did inside but i must say that the music was awesome, mindblowing and that a chopine of beer was at rs100.]
we left Star Dance at around 3h15 and moved to Bamboo where we had the traditional boulette coz we were hungry. the boulettes were deliciously spicy.
fete fini. we drove back home. it was dangerously fun, the night outing.
i ve surely missed a lot of details in the above contre rendu but in substance this is wat happened that night.

strangely i cant equate alcohol and the best player award even if it works.[refer to one of my previous article Alcohol and the Pen.]

"" If everything goes as planned, the giant screen should

stand on its feet on this side of the Waterfront before Friday10/08/07""
reveals an official who asked not to be identified.

The
source concludes on a surprisingly confident note: "" It is a surefire
that the screen will be famous; if not by its commercial success then
by the questions that will be raised relating to it in the National
Assembly."    

also on commstudies.worpress.com

less than 50 days before university life starts again. the rush, the galop par ici, galop par la. together wiz family life (can't a single guy have a family life?) and work. phew, the only thought of that makes me tense.


now the other side of the coin: competition always in the air, meetin friends n lecturers, hangin out. these r the good side of uni. we ll now start the second year (got 2 more years to go), gotta work hard n maintain the standard. no matter how stressed u r, no matter how sick u r, no matter how sucked up u r, U VE GOTTA DELIVER. that s thrillin n excitin.


we also have the release of NOU ZOURNAL on 070707. if by any chance u readin this post, take the pain to visit NOU ZOURNAL's blog at nouzournal@wordpress.com after 070707. we also have a web site which ll be communicated to u later on here itself.most important of all: give us feedbacks. we want to know wat u think abt the paper: is it crap, worth readin, good etc.
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been very busy last week: was writin the essay on media and information and technologies. was a nice experience. the deadline was on 30/06/07. emailed the essay on the same date n sent a copy, by post, to the Ministry of Education. You no wat the winner gets? a voyage to Tokyo to receive ur cash prize. isnt that interestin? i dont no if i ll b able to make it to Jap coz it was worldwide contest. WORLDWIDE. entries from around the world. but like all contestants, i stand a chance. let s wait n see. the award givin ceremony is in November. after that i ll post the essay here.
R>now i got the internship to apply for. MME MEETOO IF, BY ANY CHANCE, U READIN THIS, I JUST WANNA THANK U FOR OPENIN US TO THESE COMPETITIONS.

Moi malad? zamais. this is wat i used to tell my friends.
since yesterday am sick. not mentally sick. i ve got a runnin nose n its killin me. today i took 5 mouchoirs to work. by midday, all five were wet with diberr. yyeerrkk u wd say, na? dont ask me how i managed the other half of the day.
was back home at around 4h30.bad news about the mob bro sent from Ireland. i ll tell u abt that later on. my nose is leakin hell. went to play foot, hopin the p.e would stop it.shame on me, it never stop.
i opened the tap in the bathroom. you no, some days u r really lucky. throu the small window in the water heater, i saw the dyin flames. the gas cylinder was empty. i hadda bath with the damn cold water, increasin the flow of dibberr from my nose 3 folds.

f4k me lady luck is on my side.
rite now am wearin 1 tshirt, one pull, one short n of course my POLO.

17h
Am back home from. Was readin Lucky Luke and Les Dalton in my room wen my mom dropped in. Am off on my moto to collect the pictures from the studio. she could not collect the picts, so i went there on her behalf.
As i entered the studio i was surprised to see a white woman sittin behind the counter, knowin that the owner is Mr Raj. The latter was standin further away, downsizin passport photos wiz a pair of scissors. ' ah okay, these picts belong to this lady n she is waitin the chair of the owner' i told myself.

Another lady and a youngster were leanin against the counter. Mr Raj asked me to wait. Which i did, lookin at the pictures that hung in his studio.
The white lady (later on i came to know that she is a lawyer)n Mr Raj were on the same wave length, critisin the government.She, in a perfect French, said that white bashin is current under Navin s prime ministership. He, in a français pottis, said 'gouvernma dominere'.
So far so good.
Came in one gentleman. Mr Raj welcomed him 'Ki position Mr Beebeejan?'
'korek' came the reply. The studio owner oiled the fire immediately after: ' C'est le nevé de vice premier ministre Beebeejan.'
17h20
Heated debate is on now.
'Gouvernma Paul pane fer narien pou pays.'
'Mais je ne parle pas du gouvernement de Paul, je parle de ce govt. s'ils veulent qu'on serre ceintir, l'exemple doit venir d'en haut'
'Mai sa govt la inn donn transport gratis. apré bizin fer sacrifis pou recolté.'

I was hungry n their talks were annoyin me. i went outside. saw a girl thru the windows of a nearby shop. li ti p pran kont. 'Na , not my type.'

17h25
I got in. they were still argurin. i waved my hand n Mr Raj caught sight. my facial ex-pressions did the talkin. I paid him n drove home.

I brought a new dog home. n he s lovely. for the time bein he is livin in the house coz letemp pa tro bon outside. also becoz my other dog, Coma, always bark at the newcomer.
Coma is around 2 yrs n is quite old now. y he is called Coma? Coz he is most of the time ill, that s y we call him Coma :-) In fact the dog we owned before was named Coma n we named the two year old Coma too.
The new comer's name? not yet decided but heard my mom callin him Rocky the other day. Pa mal kom nom. Rocky is adorable n he goes on bitin us wiz its tiny teeth. He is healthy n loves it wen we take him in our laps n put him to sleep. he is just like a toddler.will upload some of his photos soon.
Apart sa life ok. chillin out. workin night shift this week. i prefer workin night shifts, leavin me with the whole day to spent.
waitin for the first copy of the University paper to come out. n we ve got a meetin, in that respect, on saturday. keep in touch, i ll keep u informed.
gotta go.

Two brothers raped their step sisters. The son killed his mom. The son-in-law raped his mother-in-law. He was knifed at St Pierre by students. Mr X made international calls from his work place, Mauritius Broadcastin Corperation, worth thousands. He is sacked coz he was cleansin the system at Cardiac centre. He has sex wiz his minor girl friend n flees abroad wen she is pregnant.

Still, one thing is missin: no son had sex wiz his ma. After all the above stuff, this piece of info should b the least surprisin.

We r famous, f**k us.

Was watchin Mr Bean latest movie on dvd ( mr bean on holidays).
Pa mal, but i dont like the second half of the movie. it becomes quite borin n predictable. May i have this feelin because am used to his earlier flicks that were more entertainin.
Pa mal, it s worth the Rs 50 i spent on the dvd.
Around 5 days since i last smoked. Still goin strong. I hate cigarettes, i hate cigarettes, i hate cigarettes. Manz r li.