It's official.

I'm in love again.

With the hugest thing ever - my school!

When I first stepped into TP as a freshie (just a year ago), I thought, well, I travelled one and a half hours for this, here goes nothing...

And I said, then, I love TP.

Today, I walked up the stairs as a junior, Year 2, and I said, wow, I really love TP.

Except...

THERE'S TONS OF FRESHIES AROUND.

Hello? Dearest GLs, or any other Year 3 students, WERE WE REALLY MILLING AROUND LIKE ANTS WHEN WE WERE YEAR 1?

It's like, one look at them and you know they're year 1 students. They either over dress (cos they think everyone dress damn nice in poly) or they dress like primary school kids (those have no fashion sense at all).

Okay wait let me explain something. Today, Tuesday, was my first day at school as a junior. It wasn't yesterday because I didn't have lectures or tutorials to attend. Moreover I came early today for a non-existent tutorial class.

So yeah, freshies. Not to mention some people, freshies and seniors and fellow juniors alike kept telling me I don't look like me.

What am I supposed to look like? A 24/7 harried-looking, walkie-carrying, waistpouch slung from the shoulders, hair frizzy, FBT shorts-wearing, huge camp shirts?

I don't LIVE in FO, goodness.

Hmm..

So now all that is left.