First I was at freshman orientation.
Last thursday and friday was Business school orientation!
(And this friday is Hospitality and Tourism Mgmt Orientation...T_T...)
Business orientation. It was good. My healing throat got raw again. I know this is a use of a wrong word, but it's really how my throat feels. Whenever I cheer or scream. Or actually, attempt to.
Well FOC was definitely much more fun. But through this orientation I got to know a lot about my future classmates (not very "future"..just tomorrow they will officially be my classmates!) and about the school education system and I got my matric card and I got to know who is my Care Person and I got my timetable and we had a inter-course competition which HTM won woo hoo and we had an inter school competition in which Business won woo hoo hoo and on friday I went for my third Jam and Hop which was the most fun and tiring session I had, it being with Scythians and I went home really late and the next day had cell group after which I took off to Sentosa, only to be thrown into the sea with my makeup still on.
Okay I don't want to talk about anything to do with orientation already can?
Haha. Yes, the uber-hyper Min is reaching limit. This is so much more challenging then taking sec 2 Montfortian gentlemen out for Island Hunt. Or participating in nearly 10 Trybe camps (it's not so much haha) and several YCDI! runs in between.
Speaking of Trybe, I miss Trybe! I miss YCDI! runs! I miss YLMP camps!
I miss all the Trybe staff! I'd name you all out but if I miss out one it's not fair! So I'll just say I MISS THE TRYBE STAFF!
So sad. I'll miss Scythia too.
KC just told me that EVERY MONDAY IS SCYTHIA DAY...
GOODNESS GARY. I BOW DOWN TO YOU..
response number 2: *thumbs up* you good lor... (don't know if I got it right)
Eye candy, eye candy, eye candy. I hate this. I totally made a fool out of myself. It was what that brought me down then, I'm not letting it surface.
You go, I'm staying wherever I am.
I never knew, under the layers of bubbly fun and excitement, darkness lurks in every corner of that place. It was as if everything just fell apart.
And they went, as deep as they could go.
Never judge a book by it's cover, they say. Never knew how true this could actually be.
