it’s been a long time since i kena whacked, and what’s more, kena whacked by surgeons… haha… it’s like relieving some long-forgotten experience. like reborn into the life of a worm that got stampeded upon by a herd of cattle. hah.

it’s good though.

which brings me back to the PAIN issue.

You get whacked by your tutors, so that you’ll pull up your socks, (or if your socks are already knee-high, you’ll work towards your distinction!)