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Sunday, January 15, 2006
Anyway, on the subject of orientation, I must say it has been an extremely fulfilling and unforgettable experience. The amount of blood, sweat and mental labour is immeasurable. While there was fun, it was mostly hard work too. There was the challenge of waking up at 4.45 am on some days. I remember the alarm would suddenly blare like a siren and I would groggily reach my hand out to push the damned button down. But somehow, after a moment of silent respite, the *bleep* alarm would go off again and I would have no choice but to literally drag my feet and grope my way in the darkness to the toliet. And then, there was also the part about screaming and cheering. I never remember putting in so much effort in shouting. My poor throat was so overly taxed that I don't talk but croak. Croak. Croak. Croak. Most of all, I think it's bonded the OGLs together, or at least, developed some kind of friendship amongst us all. Personally speaking, I had so much fun because of the people. There was so much bullshit but it was filthy fun nonetheless. Ah well, so much happened but there's so little to say. (No doubt some memorable things happened but I am just too lazy to type.) And what's there to say was said. Orientation's over and it's now back to the books. Zzzzzz... Posted by |z|r| at |
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