wonky
everything is screwing up on me, gah... stupid spare cpu doesnt turn on anymore, ipod hung on me, main computer has some problem with its monitor, i cant see my tagboard - which might be a good thing. Quite worried for my ipod tho. i really hope it gets back to its senses, dont wanna go back to apple centre again.
Today i was all ready for school or so i thought so. In the end this week ended up to be another week of orientation within the course of architecture itself. Lets see, everyone in my class seems real real nice and easy to get along with and not forgeting our form teacher - Mr Chieu. heheehe. Met quite a few people from the different classes of architecture and i gotta say that this course is really lacking in girls, the ratio is around 2:3. But still the people are nice and they Speak ENGLISH, thank goodness its not hokkien. Still pondering on which CCA should i join, really pray that i can juggle both school work and CCA with much responsibility and discipline.
Oh and i did i mention that CHRISTOPHER NEO is in architecture too.....!!!! O_O of all people, dont know how is he but what i heard from justin....not good :S he sounds irritating. Nah i dun think he'll be like that, or will he?
I hate my locker, i feel as if i was conned by the company that allocated me the locker. its dusty, old, flimsy and pathatically small.
i went to the corridor where the lockers were place. Woah no way man.... its a scene literally lifted off a horror movie. It was a dark corridor with only the exit signs to light the way to the lockers, it was dripping from every crevice because it was raining, there were buckets on the ground to collect the rainwater and there are nooks and crannies lining the corridor.
Its goes like those horror movies where a girl would go towards her locker and due to the unique acoustics of the corridor everything is amplified, footsteps, the droplets of water dripping into the buckets, the russling of leaves at the far end of the corridor. She reaches her locker in the most gittery way anyone could. she reaches for her lock on her locker, she turns the knob but then forgets her code in her tense state. While placing her fingers to her chin as she ponders she feels something wet. Unable to see what it is due to the dim lighting she walkes under an exit sign that provided the little security with the minimal light it provided. It was blood. Then a blood curling scream at the far end of the corridor. With her heart racing she ran for the exit but she had left her bag hanging by the locker. in her state of panic she runs back for her bag but then a dark figure flashes before her eyes, obscuring her vision for a moment...... ETC ETC..... yadda yadda... yeah u get the big picture lol..
Met timothy, e one shuyan asked me to meet. hehe didnt know he was an nco too. Not bad nice people in architecure :)
Today i was all ready for school or so i thought so. In the end this week ended up to be another week of orientation within the course of architecture itself. Lets see, everyone in my class seems real real nice and easy to get along with and not forgeting our form teacher - Mr Chieu. heheehe. Met quite a few people from the different classes of architecture and i gotta say that this course is really lacking in girls, the ratio is around 2:3. But still the people are nice and they Speak ENGLISH, thank goodness its not hokkien. Still pondering on which CCA should i join, really pray that i can juggle both school work and CCA with much responsibility and discipline.
Oh and i did i mention that CHRISTOPHER NEO is in architecture too.....!!!! O_O of all people, dont know how is he but what i heard from justin....not good :S he sounds irritating. Nah i dun think he'll be like that, or will he?
I hate my locker, i feel as if i was conned by the company that allocated me the locker. its dusty, old, flimsy and pathatically small.
i went to the corridor where the lockers were place. Woah no way man.... its a scene literally lifted off a horror movie. It was a dark corridor with only the exit signs to light the way to the lockers, it was dripping from every crevice because it was raining, there were buckets on the ground to collect the rainwater and there are nooks and crannies lining the corridor.
Its goes like those horror movies where a girl would go towards her locker and due to the unique acoustics of the corridor everything is amplified, footsteps, the droplets of water dripping into the buckets, the russling of leaves at the far end of the corridor. She reaches her locker in the most gittery way anyone could. she reaches for her lock on her locker, she turns the knob but then forgets her code in her tense state. While placing her fingers to her chin as she ponders she feels something wet. Unable to see what it is due to the dim lighting she walkes under an exit sign that provided the little security with the minimal light it provided. It was blood. Then a blood curling scream at the far end of the corridor. With her heart racing she ran for the exit but she had left her bag hanging by the locker. in her state of panic she runs back for her bag but then a dark figure flashes before her eyes, obscuring her vision for a moment...... ETC ETC..... yadda yadda... yeah u get the big picture lol..
Met timothy, e one shuyan asked me to meet. hehe didnt know he was an nco too. Not bad nice people in architecure :)
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