"...ORD, back to study.
Got degree, so happy.
Can't forget, times in army,
with my rifle and my buddy and me."
Got degree, so happy.
Can't forget, times in army,
with my rifle and my buddy and me."
('Purple Light', army song)
I'm finally fulfilling that part of a song I had sung back then in army. It's still a long stretch though.
My first day orientation in school? Hah....it was....boring. All that usual orientation nonsense of ice-breakers, crazy games and running around...nah, none of it. It was all solid hours of sitting there in the theatrette listening to the respective people taking turns to talk to us. Man, we even had a policeman speaking to us about crimes and all (for the sake of the foreign students). No wonder sweets was provided at the registration counter. The 'exciting' part was probably the tour around the campus. It was cool though, seeing this huuuuge crowd of people moving around the streets of bugis to get to the various campus buildings.
Speaking of which, it was queuing nightmare at the registration. I was surrounded by a sea of colourful youthful teens who were to be my fellow year mates. Looking at them, it suddenly gave me the feeling as though I was there to register for Campus Superstar or something, except that I was in the senior category. =(
Managed to get to know a few guys on that day during the buffet lunch, though I've still yet managed to find a fellow 24-er. Haha, I couldn't help smiling to myself when they asked me the usual question of which school I was from..
Boy boy: So which school were you from ah?
Me: School? Errm.....
Boy boy: Ya lor...the last school you were from?
Me: I...err.....School of Artillery.
Boy boy: -_-"
It somehow got them excited to start asking me about the army...on the 1st day of school.
Woot, what a great start.
I'm a student again!
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First day of school ended with a bummer. Basically had 2 lessons today with a 3 hour break in between. So basically stayed in the library during that break stetch to do my sketching assignment with some friends, before going to class and waiting an hour, only to be told that the tutor was on MC.
I realise that I feel stressful about sketching and painting, cause I think I kinda suck at them, while people around seem to have that foundational skills from their art during sec school.
Anyway...I'm starting to worry that I won't survive financially beyond the 1st semester. Already had to go shop for stuff just from the 1st lesson...
Goodness....thought they're supposed to be my art friend.....what kind of a friend is this??!
Don't be surprised if you happen to see me on the street of Tampines one of these days, in a prostate position, begging for money.
And if you do, please kindly toss some moola over please. =(