jeudi, janvier 6
oh wow. a sudden non-ac and non-raffles environment can lead to some sort of starvation or deprivation. i'm going a little crazy. i have a lot to say about orientation and mj but i'll leave the details for friends and jw because they can endure my complaining.
the guys are horrible. they are either perverted or quiet or ugly or gay or obviously poseur. thankfully there are nice ones, but it still doesn't mean they are normal. i've had my fun times and sian moments, along with a myriad of sweaty bodies and stinking ones. three dances, two of them which are couple dances. totally disgusting but at least my partner is just a little poseur and gets his directions mixed up once too often. i have a lot of fun laughing at people too. in a good way umm not jeering. og girls save my life : ) and ogls too. lots of cheering for zosma (orientation house). sorry i'm quite unenthusiastic sometimes and whiny and niangniang like today when mei en and i didn't want to dirty our feet. eww? i suffered minimal muddifying but i threw away my socks anyway.
we ran around the college yesterday, a lot. round and round and up and down. that's not all. we had to run (as if hell broke loose) around pasir ris, tampines, simei and bedok. i feel skinnier already. which reminds me, we took our height and weight measurements already! i supposedly shrank a centimetre but all is good because i lost around 4-6 kg. i don't look any different from usual as usual (never looked different whenever i gain/lose weight). it comforts me to know that i lost weight though. how did i do it? no idea.
the college song sounds very similar to one of those you might hear and sing along to during national day, lyrics-wise as well. sigh the second saddest thing is cheering meridien cheers. saying meridien is the best doesn't roll out of my tongue the way saying raffles is the best. not that i'm being pro-rafflesian here, it's just so different and strange. the saddest thing of all is that the hall is not air-conditioned, neither are any of the classrooms. how do i survive for three months like that? tied with the title of being the saddest thing is, the canteen has practically no junk food. i didn't see chocolate bars or m&m's or titbits. at least there's ice-cream, coke light vanilla and indian food! roti prata and putu mayam. surrounding the college are hdb flats, which is a real change from hotels, private apartments and private houses.
sigh.. i miss changing in the open and sitting with my legs in the open unabashedly and not wearing bras and grabbing (usually cat's) boobs and corny jokes and lousy humour and air-conditioning and junk food in the canteen and singing cool/uncool songs and all girls and intellectual (not) talk and all my friends friends friends. all the hugging and nua-ing. rahhh.
and yes, the above is not in detail.
ogay. i have to sleep now. wet games tomorrow morning, followed by planning of performance and of course the campfire at night. therefore i have to sleep now, i might get sleepy and fall into the fire which is a bigger tragedy than anything else in the world. i did mention i was going crazy, didn't i? somebody save me. and it doesn't help jw just enlisted! oh dumb national service. won't be out for another two weeks.. oh well. mercury! girls' day/night out on saturday, pretty please! loving and missing all you girlies out there, xoxo.
the guys are horrible. they are either perverted or quiet or ugly or gay or obviously poseur. thankfully there are nice ones, but it still doesn't mean they are normal. i've had my fun times and sian moments, along with a myriad of sweaty bodies and stinking ones. three dances, two of them which are couple dances. totally disgusting but at least my partner is just a little poseur and gets his directions mixed up once too often. i have a lot of fun laughing at people too. in a good way umm not jeering. og girls save my life : ) and ogls too. lots of cheering for zosma (orientation house). sorry i'm quite unenthusiastic sometimes and whiny and niangniang like today when mei en and i didn't want to dirty our feet. eww? i suffered minimal muddifying but i threw away my socks anyway.
we ran around the college yesterday, a lot. round and round and up and down. that's not all. we had to run (as if hell broke loose) around pasir ris, tampines, simei and bedok. i feel skinnier already. which reminds me, we took our height and weight measurements already! i supposedly shrank a centimetre but all is good because i lost around 4-6 kg. i don't look any different from usual as usual (never looked different whenever i gain/lose weight). it comforts me to know that i lost weight though. how did i do it? no idea.
the college song sounds very similar to one of those you might hear and sing along to during national day, lyrics-wise as well. sigh the second saddest thing is cheering meridien cheers. saying meridien is the best doesn't roll out of my tongue the way saying raffles is the best. not that i'm being pro-rafflesian here, it's just so different and strange. the saddest thing of all is that the hall is not air-conditioned, neither are any of the classrooms. how do i survive for three months like that? tied with the title of being the saddest thing is, the canteen has practically no junk food. i didn't see chocolate bars or m&m's or titbits. at least there's ice-cream, coke light vanilla and indian food! roti prata and putu mayam. surrounding the college are hdb flats, which is a real change from hotels, private apartments and private houses.
sigh.. i miss changing in the open and sitting with my legs in the open unabashedly and not wearing bras and grabbing (usually cat's) boobs and corny jokes and lousy humour and air-conditioning and junk food in the canteen and singing cool/uncool songs and all girls and intellectual (not) talk and all my friends friends friends. all the hugging and nua-ing. rahhh.
and yes, the above is not in detail.
ogay. i have to sleep now. wet games tomorrow morning, followed by planning of performance and of course the campfire at night. therefore i have to sleep now, i might get sleepy and fall into the fire which is a bigger tragedy than anything else in the world. i did mention i was going crazy, didn't i? somebody save me. and it doesn't help jw just enlisted! oh dumb national service. won't be out for another two weeks.. oh well. mercury! girls' day/night out on saturday, pretty please! loving and missing all you girlies out there, xoxo.
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