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I'm not here to impress. I write to clear my mind and as such, my train of thoughts might be either brilliant or junk.
Orientation Phase One @ 28.1.10

Today didn't suck that bad because I was in the same group as Sufy. I mean, what are the odds right? So little malays and we were even from the same secondary school. lol

turns out, Hamza is one of my group leaders.
He seems friendly enough and funny. He also has a habit of calling out to random JC2 people and telling us who is single. Well, I'd like to talk to him casually but the new-ness of everything makes me feel more at ease to remain unnoticed and in the background.

As much as I detest it, I cheered. I'm one of the louder ones actually. The councillors look so pitiful trying to get us to be enthusiastic. Somehow I got tired and I decided that being unresponsive is so over-rated. Still, cheering with others who wouldn't isn't much fun either.

Tomorrow, I'll be going to Sentosa.
Hopefully it'd be fun.
My orientation t-shirt is way too big. It's an S but well, I think it's a guys cutting.
I'll try to make it look good. Somehow...

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