Had the best UNPLANNED orientation today! Well, its either unplanned, or the plans were really cock up... Spent the day under the sun, talking to ppl i seen b4, but nt talked to, to ppl i hav no idea who they were in the first place, and of coz to familiar faces... Its interesting how ppl get tgt in a grp... Group identity is impt, and i guess the identity of my grp is "slack"? It was more or less a one for all, all for one thing... When certain games come up, ppl disappear to the toilets, or juz hung arnd looking like they were kicked out of the game.. There was even one game that almost all of us (except a small grp, which eventually won) juz kicked ourselves out, knowing that there will be no benefit staying in the game anyway...

I saw the PTI that appears in my, and many of my BMT mates, nightmares... Yes, the purely evil PTI who refers to himself as Jackson... I'll forever rememeber that name... The torture he put us through, the malicious laughter he has, the aura of trickery, i didnt know wat to say when i saw him... Thank goodness he wasn't my OGL, otherwise i guess i will be doing 30min lunges again...

And guess wat? This was the first time such a large grp appeared for orientation! Yes, all the DE students of '09 are so enthu la... There was a game where they provided a rope for all of us to hang on to... After realising the numbers that were swarming in, and was still swarming in, they had to provide 2 more ropes (and one more after a while, which makes it 3) for us so that everyone has a lil rope to cling on to.... So i guess, after the extra 3 ropes, that they were only expecting half, or even less, of the number of ppl to appear? Shld hav made their day, grant them their wish... 270 ppl in a small compound wasn't exactly ideal, but its the best they can provide, i guess...

Oh ya, we played the squirrel and tree game, the exact one we played in Shanghai... And the OGL didnt know how to give the instructions, and i kena the arrow... Seems like dejavu, we played the squirrel and tree game, and also captains ball (although i hav to admit, i liked the version we played)... Super sunburnt/tired/sleepy/aching/(and wateva u can think of, juz fill in the blank) now... But i guess its all a matter of perspective? Ya....

Was going home via MRT juz now, with the wonderful creation of portable music stuck high up into my ears.. Listening to Christian songs on a Sunday night... Got lost in the wonderful aura the music is giving out, wondering how its possible for them to pour out so much power into their song.. So lost, i started singing... Only started, mind you.... I didnt exactly sing like a Singapore Idol, but it was bad enough... And i chose the word "hallelujah" of all the words... Kinda caught midway thru the word, with only the "ha-" escaping my mouth... So paiseh lo! But at the same time, so ironic... Juz this afternoon, we were playing and singing that we are not ashamed of God's name... Not ashamed, not ashamed, repeated it over and over again... But those were empty words with nice music to accompany it, i felt... I can't even sing hallelujah without feeling concious of the fact that hundreds of pairs of eyes may juz pierce me thru... Wat is the true meaning of being a true worshipper? Truth is as much as we percieve it is, and only by believing and knowing it can we be set free...

Went to Challenger today to get a new mouse! Hahaz, wireless some more! Now my new mouse has a wheel on top instead of at the bottom, optic lazer to replace the once unsensitive wheel, and a workable left click button! Yes yes, its juz a mouse.. But being the procrastinator, it took me like a few months b4 i finally got a new mouse... Didnt know shopping for a mouse was so difficult... According to the ppl who went with me to get electronics (juz one in particular), the mouse is so hard to choose.. Muz hav the correct size to suit your palm and length of fingers. Muz choose between wired, wireless, or retractable wires. And the colour must be right. Not juz colour, the shade of that colour, the design muz be correct (no heart shapes or floral designs), etc.... Guess shopping isn't really my forte? =)

Crash course

Yesterday was the day when i crashed 2 lectures in NUS, heard 2 diff cheena lecturers drone on abt their stuff, and doodle on my notebook... Not that its nt interesting, it was... Maybe i wasnt too used to studying after so long? Or it could juz be them...

Anyway, i thought psycho was such an interesting topic.. At least the lecture on trauma was... The lecturer was somewhat hilarious, other than the part that she didnt meant it to be funny... She said tons of interesting stuff, like how learning abt trauma is traumatic.. At this point, i seriously believed her, coz this lecture abt trauma was definitely a traumatic exp.. Not that she meant it that way of coz... Also, she talks like she had tons of exp with the topic, which was supposed to be expected... But she sounds positively traumatic, like she is really suffering frm the disorders she was talking abt... U know, being easily irritable, thinking back abt past events that shook her life, etc la....

Mr MuTong wasnt much better... He's also cheena, also says jokes without realising, except his was boring.. His slides no pictures one.. And he loves dark places, or he juz wants to save electricity and Gaia... Anyway, that CAM lecture was so much on stats that the only thing i ever absorbed was MuTong... Yes, juz this 2 words....

Conclusion? Cheena teachers like to go out of point.... Like REALLY out.... Once they start on a certain topic that they like (for e.g., traumatic events like an accident in NUS, or the syllabus of TCM in china), they start pouring out grandfather/mother stories and get totally off track... Now that's really traumatic... =)

Was reading through and editing the YEP reflection of all the members in the team.. Its surprising how diff our mindsets are when we wrote our individual reflections.. What mattered to us, what was the main lesson learnt, etc... So enlightening to see the diff views (all 16 of them) of our lives spent well in a foreign land, how some prefer to talk abt wooden boards as matteresses, while others preferred the toilet issue... What everyone nv fail to leave out, is of coz the major crisis, with the capital C, that we faced during the short stay.. Guess problems and situations can either make or break the team, and ours made it for the better.. Such a powerful reminder of how we managed to break through, nt juz the sceptic views of the ppl watching us work, but also our own shell of expectations.. We didnt expect much, but we were given more than wat we asked for, and that's wat really mattered.. =)

Went to makan at Seoul Yummy today... Realised that it has nth related to Seoul Garden, which was quite a relief... Had korean food for dinner, which includes a fantastically weird tasting roasted barley tea, bimbimbab (think i spelt that correctly), and an assortment of side dishes and nibbles that were pleasant tasting.. Topped the whole thing off with a frozen yougart dessert, loved that... And of coz, the company was wonderful.. Who said 4 guys can't go out and chill tgt? =P

Nostalgic feeling
Obsession of the com
Never ending sian-sation
Sanity deficit
Everlasting boredom
Nodding off
Silent scream
Elegant exit

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