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Dreams Beyond the Dean's List.

It is always easier to feature the elites, the outstanding, the winners, the scholars, the medalists, the success stories, and the minority, than those of many others, who too, walked through the gates, and graduated with their heads held high as well. If these are considered as sweet dreams, what about yours and mine? @NTU July 2007, Issue 66.

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jax said…
Its the way this society is shaped. See only the "good" things (note the double quotes), choose to ignore the others. And dreams (sweet or not) don't end there.

Reminds me of the plump kid playing tennis advertisement.

Welcome back to warm country.
egeus said…
I suppose you read this issue of @NTU too.

Yea, that commercial is well thought of.

Upon receiving issues after issues, I sorta had enough. Was hoping to read something different, not just what NTU's stakeholders would like to read.

Yea, thanks for the welcome. This country has become abit too warm for my liking these days....

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