"WHERE Got Time?" yells John, "This is no vacation man! Every lecturer thinks we are having a swell time during the vacation, every lecturer thinks we are damn free, so they give us assignments and projects. Look, we have loads of them now! BLAH BLAH BLAH..."

"Everyone of us has the same 24 hours a day..." Pei Fu says.

"Hey, but how can you compare you with me?" John is offended, "I'm a busy man you know? Have to keep up with the stock market, Monday and Thursday are Zouk nights, Tuesday and Friday pubs, and the movies nights, and then I have to entertain Annie, Sussie and Daisy, and you can't possibly expect me to entertain them all at once right? I'm so busy!"

"LIFE IS A BREEZE... Life is short. So why waste your time complaining here?" Pei Fu mutters, "See, Garf doesn't whine."

"Of course he don't lah. He is now a HAPPY_FELLOW what, so happy and contented with his Angel. Hey Garf, I told you before, If U Dream Hard Enough, This Day Will Come, right? So what are you gonna do on your first date with her, huh?" John winks at me naughtily.

"I don't know. I realise what I used to do was so childish and unromantic. Any good suggestion? What to do on a first date har?"

John thinks for a little while, "Ummmm... a certain Fox from the Computer Science Society^† may be able to help you."

"Don't sabo Fox lah", Pei Fu is showing his usual benevolent nature again, "That poor guy is already on his knees, waving two white flags somemore." [Author: too bad you first years missed the chance to see it.]

"I know, you must not say 'I love you' on the first date, and this comes from a guy known as LEEKK, the guy who talked about religion and love in the bbs", John is being helpful.

"Do you think I should get some roses? What colour? And how many stalks?", I am quite ignorant on such matters.

"No, no," speaks our W.O.Man, "Not on a first date. A thank-you card would be better."

Suddenly I have this funny idea. Maybe I could recycle the card I got for Hazel — this would save me some money. $-) With the annual university tuition fees hike that is going on, I need to spend wisely.

One place certainly meets the budget and saves me from burning a big hole in my pocket — MacDonald's. [Readers: "BOO..."]

"You like fast food?" is the first thing Angel says when we meet. She must be a very observant girl.

"Yeah, especially milk shake... strawberry shake. You know... you are my Strawberry Shake", I say with a naughty grin.

"Oh? That's interesting", Angel is amused, "Tell you something too... you are my Durian Mooncake."

So on that night when I reach home, I pen my first ever love poem (recite in rap mode, preferrably accompanied with dance steps):

On our first MacDonald's date
I meet my dear Strawberry Shake
She chuckles on my jokes, waggling her head
And declares me her Durian Mooncake!