The keys? Under the 'welcome' mat.

From the heights of E at the villas right up to the heights of the C blocks, this blog was established for the purpose of uniting all that were high back in the day (unless your names are Kil & Jo. Do us all proud fellas.)


To archive happenings of the day, drop a wussup, indulge in a word or 2 with your once sibling-like counterparts, for the sake of keepin up with one another.


Kinda like those little messages that are left flooding the testimonial boxes of those so-called popular friendsterers for others to reply. only better and less ridiculous. or, like kil would say, repugnant. and instead of just short messages, u got the choice of uploadin pictures or videos and a plethora of other shit. (yea i know, i took Frenchie's most used word. no, not shit.)


So no one blinks.


And essentially to sorta put on each of us a leash made of tough aluminium-anti-rust-iron-metal-titanium-geronium with bits of hard rock that even the fuckin Hulk couldnt break.


So that no one strays off in the case of an emergency [aka fame, fortune, or a really massive chair coated with shiny priceless objects and layered with velvet moroccan silk lined with 24k gold thread. (damn, I want that! fuck... too loud.)]


So my highnesses! here's what u do - unless u already got one, make a blogger account, sign into this blog, pick yourself a font and color, and start talkin. post pictures, videos via youtube, whatever.


Coz everything happens at The Pent.


Yours truly,
Brotha Jae